Lin Qingbai had always endured it, sitting in the carriage, his stomach was overwhelmed with discomfort, and he felt nauseous, but he still made it all the way back home.

A group of servants had been waiting around the gate of the mansion for a long time, and when they saw Lin Qingbai came back, they swarmed over, handing the stove and greeting.

Finally, seeing Xi An's dark face, he stopped greeting.

Lin Qingbai's face was ugly, and he couldn't even walk steadily.

Xi An helped him all the way into the bedroom, and when there were only the two of them left, Lin Qingbai couldn't help it anymore, he covered his mouth tightly and tugged at Xi An's sleeve.

Xi An quickly helped Lin Qingbai onto the stool, raised his hand to pick up the celadon spit pot on the ground, and handed it to Lin Qingbai's mouth.

Lin Qingbai bent down and rolled his Adam's apple, his slender fingers pressed his abdomen fiercely, his eyes were reddened, and it was very uncomfortable to watch.

Xi An frowned, patting Lin Qingbai's back one after another.

His palm clearly felt the thinning of Lin Qingbai's back, like a twig just planted in the courtyard, crumbling under his palm, the two butterfly bones on his back seemed to turn into a pair of wings trembling.

This recognition made Xi An's subordinates suddenly slow down, and after patting for a long time, Lin Qingbai's tense back suddenly loosened, leaned down, coughed twice and vomited it out.

He vomited very hard, pinching the edge of the spit pot with his slender fingers, his fingertips were turning white.

Xi'an stood by Lin Qingbai's side, supported Lin Qingbai's body, and wrapped Lin Qingbai's drooping black hair with his other hand, without saying a word, his face was very heavy.

After throwing up what she ate at night, Lin Qingbai still felt nauseated.

Xi An skillfully pressed two acupoints on Lin Qingbai's back, and helped Lin Qingbai up, Lin Qingbai rinsed his mouth, leaned his upper body weakly on the back of the chair, and covered his mouth with his sleeve and coughed.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Xi An bent down and poured a cup of hot tea for Lin Qingbai, handed it to Lin Qingbai's mouth, and asked softly, "Master, are you feeling better?"

Lin Qingbai did not drink the cup of tea immediately, but looked down at Xi An.

The two looked at each other, Lin Qingbai's eyes were filled with tears, his lips were slightly parted, so red that he was about to bleed.

Only one candle was lit in the hall, and the warm light reflected on Lin Qingbai's face, casting a light shadow on his slender eyelashes, which fluttered along with Lin Qingbai's eyes like a fan, very beautiful.

Xi An raised his head and looked at Lin Qingbai for a while, then suddenly raised his hand with his sleeve, and stroked the corner of Lin Qingbai's tearful eyes, and opened his mouth to speak.

"Master..."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"My lord, Doctor Liang is here." Aunt Lian's voice sounded outside the door.

Lin Qingbai quickly turned his face to the side.

Xi An also realized that his behavior was inappropriate, he lowered his hands, turned his head and said, "Come in."

The hall door opened, Liang Yaochu walked in with Aunt Lian, followed by a few servants to clean up the house.

Liang Yaochu sat on the edge of the bed without a good face, put her hand on Lin Qingbai's pulse, and asked about tonight's situation.

After Xi An finished talking about what happened tonight, Liang Yaochu sneered, and said, "I really think I'm dead."

Xi An asked, "Doctor Liang, how is my master?"

"Drinking alcohol caused abdominal disease, and I can't die, but it won't be better for a while." Liang Yaochu said that she was a little impatient here, she packed her medicine box, and said with a sneer:"It's good for you. You will go to Qianzhou tomorrow. Leave your master to me to serve you. What crime did I do?"

It was rare for Xi An to swallow his anger this time, and did not refute Liang Yaochu's words, but just looked at his master silently.

The candlelight was flickering, and the light and shadow were reflected on Lin Qingbai's face in half-brightness.

Lin Qingbai's face was pale, her black hair was scattered between the pillows, and the blush around her eyes was like a pink cherry blossom.

Xi An leaned over in front of the bed, put his hands under the quilt, and warmed the cold part of Lin Qingbai's abdomen.

Liang Yaochu left, Aunt Lian stood aside, looked into the cold expression on Xi An's face, and comforted: "Young Master, don't worry, Doctor Liang is hard-spoken and soft-hearted, you can rest assured with her here."

, Dr. Liang and I will take good care of the prince while you are gone."

Xi An lowered his eyes and said, "I know."

Later, Aunt Lian prepared the medicine and asked Lin Qingbai to take it. Lin Qingbai slowly lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Seeing that Lin Qingbai was fast asleep, Xi An slowly withdrew his hand.

For fear of disturbing Lin Qingbai's rest, he and Aunt Lian quietly left the bedroom.

The gate of the palace was closed, but Xi An was still looking into the gate.

Aunt Lian looked at him and said, "Master, I will stay outside the door later. Doctor Liang also said that the prince will be fine after taking the medicine. You will go on a long journey tomorrow, so you should go back to your room to rest first."Bar."

Xi An was silent for a while, then turned around and stepped down the steps step by step.

Aunt Lian followed behind Xi An without saying a word.

Xi An turned around and said to Aunt Lian: "It's getting late, Aunt Lian doesn't need to see her off."

In the past, Aunt Lian would listen to Xi An's words, but this time Aunt Lian rubbed her hands a little awkwardly, and said in a low voice: "Young master, let me see you off..."

Xi An looked at Aunt Lian with those dark eyes for a while, then turned around and left without saying a word.

Xi An's bedroom is not close to Lin Qingbai's bedroom, and it takes about a quarter of an hour to walk

Xi An's footsteps were not fast, and Aunt Lian also followed behind Xi An.

Until Xi An walked to the door of the bedroom, Xiaobai in the yard heard Xi An's footsteps, and ran to Xi An's body, yelling, and raised his paw to touch Xi An's calf.

Xi An bent down and hugged Xiaobai in his arms, stepped up the steps, opened the door of the palace and walked in.

"Master..." Aunt Lian called Xi An, and there was some crying at the end.

Xi An stopped in her tracks, and turned her head to look at Aunt Lian.

The moonlight shines through the pear tree in the courtyard, the light is dim, Aunt Lian is over 60 years old, she has been busy in the palace for most of her life, her hair is mostly gray, but she has never been so cramped.

"What's wrong, Aunt Lian." Xi An asked.

Standing not far away, Aunt Lian seemed to have a lot to say to Xi An, but she showed a difficult smile with tears in her eyes, and said in a kind voice: "Master, what do you want to eat tomorrow morning?I'll make it for you..."

Xi An paused, then said with a smile, "I want to eat Aunt Lian's best Roujiamo and chicken noodle soup."

Aunt Lian responded repeatedly, raised her hand to touch the corner of her eyes, turned around and walked back.

She walked down the corridor and through the garden, getting smaller and smaller.

Xi An was still looking sideways at Aunt Lian's back.

When Xi An was young, he liked to hold Aunt Lian's hand and play on the swing. Aunt Lian's arm could support his weight.

At that time, Aunt Lian seemed very tall.

But now Aunt Lian was wearing a dark purple dress, with a hunched back, rubbing her hands while walking forward, no different from those little old ladies who are small in the streets and alleys.

It wasn't until Aunt Lian's figure disappeared around the corner that Xi'an looked away. He turned around and pushed open the palace door. Just as he was about to go in, Xiao Bai suddenly raised his head and yelled at the yard twice.

Xi An paused, turned his head with cold eyes, looked at the black figure in the courtyard in the distance, and shouted sharply: "Who?"