Chapter 46 Warm Fragrance Mask Melancholy

She dragged a heavy step into the room and heard the news of his injury. Her days were suddenly dark. Yesterday, she was still smiling, but today she is unconscious and heartbroken.

The smell of medicine hovered in the room, and the room seemed more and more silent. Xie Ling sat by the bed and kept coldly compressing his forehead. She clenched her hands and stepped forward gently to look at him with a pale face without a trace of blood, and her eyes were hot.

Xie Ling turned around and looked at her with blank eyes: "From Liu, you're here."

She nodded, the corners of her mouth twitched, and pulled out, "How is he?"

Touching his cheek, Xie Ling said quietly, "Last night, I said it was okay. I got up this morning and had a terrible fever. Finally, I poured some medicine on him. I have been putting cold water on his forehead. Keep applying it, the fever will subside soon, and then he will wake up, right?

From Liu, she squeezed her lips, suppressed the burning heat in her eyes, and took the wet wipes in her hand: "You take a break, I'll come!"

Xie Ling did not refuse. Mei Xiang helped her sit aside and looked at him silently: "He is going to have a good sleep. He is too tired these days."

From Liu Wei twisted the soft towel and gently wiped his face. A drop of tears finally slipped down the corners of her eyes. She turned slightly to avoid being seen by Xie Ling.

"Mei Xiang, you go out first! It's good to have Liu here." Xie Ling whispered that the crystal was too dazzling. How could she ignore it?

Mei Xiang answered and left the house.

From Liu, he clenched his teeth, wiped the corners of his eyes, and applied his forehead without hurry.

Xie Ling looked sideways at her. Her white face was covered with a trace of injury, and her eyes had been dodging. No matter how much she could hide the feelings in it, she seemed to comfort herself and comforted Cong Liu: "He will be fine. The imperial doctors in the palace are coming!"

The imperial doctor of the palace?! She smiled bitterly, and even the imperial doctor of the palace came, but they still kept it secret from her and said that he was okay. When she saw the shocking wound on his body, she was at a loss. All she could do was to stay by his side. She couldn't let him be so irresponsible, leaving the unmarcated child and leave her.

Suck your nose from Liu: "Don't worry, the second son will be fine!"

Xie Ling softly held his hand: "Yin Xiaoting, you said that you would never live up to me in your lifetime. You can't break your promise. Wake up quickly and don't say anything like this again! Isn't it just this little injury? You were fine with such a serious back injury last time. Don't deliberately scare me, it will scare the child.

The door was gently pushed open, and Yun Niang came in quietly, and her inquiring eyes were from Liu Jingying's eyes and Liu Chao shook her head.

Xie Ling muttered softly in his ear, "I came to see you from Liu, and the big head came to see you. Get up and talk to them!"

Yun Niang sighed slightly, softly persuaded her, and finally helped her to rest, leaving Liu Zhao to look at Yin Xiaoting.

She bent her head, her moist lips imprinted on her pale lips, and her hands brushed along his eyebrows: "If it hurts, frown, okay?"

For a long time, she still didn't frown. She changed the soft scarf on his forehead: "You said that you want to teach Yi'er to ride a horse, teach her to learn calligraphy and read poetry, and choose a good husband for her when she grows up. You can't let Piaoxuan down. Yi'er will cry like Piao Xuan, saying that you don't keep your word. If you hear what I said, frown, move your lips, or move your fingers, can you tell me?

She whispered in his ear tirelessly. Yun Niang entered the room again, hugged her shoulder, and gently called out: "From Liu!"

From Liu leaning against her, her voice choked: "I'm so uncomfortable!"

"It's okay. He will be fine. I told the Prime Minister's wife that Xie Ling was pregnant and had limited mobility, so she asked you to stay in the warm incense hall to help. Can't you fall down?"

Well, she nodded and her eyes were firm: "He will be fine!"

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The two looked serious and their faces were as thick as dark clouds. They slowly walked into the hospital. Zong Haoxuan sighed slightly: "Have you ever visited a famous doctor?"

Yin Zhengliang nodded.

The closed door quietly opened half of the door, attracted the eyes of the two people, and walked out of the room with a basin in his hands, and handed it to Shuangshou waiting outside the room: "Go and change the basin water!"

Shuang Shou answered gently and left hurriedly. She wiped the sweat on her forehead and inadvertently looked up at the two people staring at her in the hospital. She frowned slightly, gently opened her red lips, and her eyes fell on Zong Haoxuan's face and looked up and down.

Yin Zhengliang frowned and seemed to have seen it before, but he couldn't think of when or where: "You--"

From Liu Wei, his voice was a little hoarse: "Your Excellency, I'm a friend of Cong Liu, Pianxuan and the second son."

From Liu?! Zong Haoxuan took a deep breath. After learning that he returned to Beijing from Liu, he went to Yanyufang several times. He was rejected by Xiao Yiyun. Unexpectedly, he met her here. He was dressed in white, soft and elegant, and could easily find another person's shadow from her. He couldn't help glancing at Yin Zhengliang and wondered if he had also seen some clues.

Yin Zhengliang nodded and was worried about Yin Xiaoting. He didn't ask any more questions and went straight into the room. Zong Haoxuan raised his eyebrows and glanced at her and followed into the room.

Liu looked back at the man behind Yin Zhengliang. Why did he feel that he knew him and who he was? She slowly looked up at the blue sky. The high and clear sky burned her eyes. He was still unconscious and had a high fever. Although Xie Ling, Zhao Shuhui or she called him to wake up in his ear, he was also indifferent.

Do you know? I would rather be the one who was injured, and the one who would rather be in a comatose is me, better than waiting for you to wake up.

Xie Ling leaned against the window and silently looked at her overlooking the sky through the window. There was no trace of brilliance in her eyes. Yin Xiaoting was frank and never deliberately concealed anything. If the only hidden secret was his past with Congliu.

He has always been dressed in white. She, too, only found today that the two stood together and were very right. There is a love between him and her, which is not like a friend, not like a brother or sister, not like a lover, but also like a friend, better than a brother and sister, better than a lover, like the relationship between him and Yin Piao, far beyond brother and sister, and cannot be expressed in words.

Yin Xiaoting, if you are safe, I don't care about anything. Even if you stay with you from Liu, I won't complain, as long as you are safe.

A tear slipped down, and she slowly turned around. Her stomach suddenly hurt. She stroked her stomach and took a deep breath: "Be good, don't make trouble!"

She took a broken step and dragged her bloated body out of the room. As soon as she stepped out of the door, the pain in her stomach became severe. She held the door with both hands, her face tightened, and dense sweat kept coming out.

"Xie Ling, what's wrong?" After coming to his senses, Liu caught a glimpse of her strangeness and hurried forward to help her: "What's the matter? What's wrong?"

Xie Ling's face became paler and paler, and a kind of tearing pain from herself made her couldn't help moan loudly.

Taking a breath from Liu, she is about to give birth and is busy calling people loudly. The warm fragrance hall with a depressing atmosphere is like a tight string at this moment, and it is possible to break at any time.

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The spacious warm incense hall is full of busy people inside and outside. The imperial doctor, stable mother-in-law, maids, attendants, a coma, a premature birth, and the imaginary joy is completely gone. Instead, it is replaced by tension and fear from head to toe, especially for several hours without movement. A fear gradually shrouded the warm fragrance hall. Over the sky.

From Liu held his hand: "The child is about to be born. You and Xie Ling's child are premature. Wake up. As long as you are here, Xie Ling will not be afraid. Did you hear what I said?

"When Yi'er was born, you were also by her side. You told her, don't be afraid, everything is with you. Now that Xie Ling is born prematurely, how can you be indifferent?

"It's been five hours. Please wake up and stay with her."

"Do you want to be a boy or a girl? If it's a boy, Yi'er will have a younger brother. In the future, Yi'er will treat him like you; if it's a girl, then it's like--" She paused with a smile: "Who is like whom? I can't remember it at a moment. Can you tell me?"

"Your father is so ridiculous. If you don't wake up yet, your child will be--"

A whimper came from herself. She stopped her words from Liu. Looking back, she saw that Zhao Shuhui had already entered the room and secretly wiped her tears. She lowered her eyes, tamped the quilt for him, covered his forehead with her hand, and said faintly, "It's not that hot."

"My poor son!" Zhao Shuhui said sadly, "If anything happens to you, I won't live!"

She bit her lip: "Don't worry, madam, they will be safe!"

"Wow!" A baby's cry penetrated, and Liu Xin was overjoyed and fell in front of the bed: "Yin Xiaoting, did you hear it? It's your child. The child was born. Get up and see if your child heard it! No, no, I'll take a look. I'll take a look first!" He got out of the house like a willow.

As the baby cried loudly, the warm fragrance hall had a trace of anger and dispelled a lot of fear. From Liu to the bed, he looked at the pink child in the stable mother-in-law's hand and smiled with tears.

"From Liu!" Xie Ling said weakly, "Hold the child to him!"

From Liu nodded, hugged the child, and went straight to Yin Xiaoting's bed: "It's your son, your son, Yin Xiaoting, get up and look at your son! Don't you want to hug him?"

Seeing his indifference, she smiled bitterly: "What? Don't you even want to see your son? Don't you want to see anyone?"

She frowned, hurriedly stuffed the child in her arms to Zhao Shuhui beside her, and ran straight out of the warm incense hall.

Zhao Shuhui looked at the baby in her arms lovingly and glanced at him lying down. She was heartbroken.