Xuan Wang Above, Di Daughter Runs Away

And during this period of time, Lin Yixue's life in the Mu Mansion was also going smoothly, very smoothly.

However, the only fly in the ointment is that I miss someone occasionally.

However, Mr. Ouyang Zhixuan still has a bit of conscience, knowing that he will send a letter back every now and then.

Although there were only a few words, Lin Yixue was already very satisfied that someone could think of herself in the midst of her busy schedule.

No, five or six days ago, Ouyang Zhixuan wrote to say that the flood control has basically been completed and he will be back soon.

Hearing this news, Lin Yixue was so beautiful.

She is so happy that she does not think about tea or food every day, so she shrinks into the room all day long, embroidering the unfinished red hijab.

"Sister Xue, sister Xue, are you in there? Wei'er is here, and I'm here to play with you!"

Hear his voice before seeing him.

Ouyang Zhiwei was like a cheerful little butterfly, shouting loudly while running, announcing her arrival.

"Hey, Wei'er, can you slow down, can you run slowly?

How many times have I told you that your sister Xue can't escape.

Right now, she must be huddled in the room again, either writing letters or embroidering her red hijab. "

Mu Ying watched Ouyang Zhiwei stumbling from behind, and lightly reprimanded her worriedly.

Having said that, whenever Lin Yixue was mentioned, Mu Ying was about to vomit.

Tell me, this girl usually looks very shrewd, uh, although she can be silly occasionally.

However, since he reconciled with Cousin Xuan that night, he didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup he had been given, and he was out of his wits all day long, and now he has become a complete fool.

"Sister Ying, hurry up too, why are you crawling so slowly like a snail.

It's hard for me to take a rest for a day. If you want to see Sister Xue soon, can you not hold back? "

Ouyang Zhiwei was forced to stop, pouted at Mu Ying, and protested dissatisfied.

"Hey, you little girl, I haven't seen you for a few days, yet you dare to despise me. You really turned against you, why don't you go to heaven!" Mu Ying tapped her feet, and with a light effort, she jumped in front of Ouyang Zhiwei.

Pointing at Ouyang Zhiwei's small nose, he said provocatively, "Say, little one, do you dare to despise me again?"

"Oh, the big villain is here, run!" Ouyang Zhiwei stuck out her tongue mischievously, opened her short legs, and started to run wildly.

"You brat, watch me catch up later and blow up your little ass." Mu Ying cursed angrily.

The two fought all the way, and soon came to the courtyard where Lin Yixue lived.

Through the quaint wooden window, one could see Lin Yixue sitting there from a distance, embroidering her precious red hijab attentively.

Speaking of concentration does not mean how superb Lin Yixue's embroidery skills are, but that she is completely immersed in her own world and is fascinated by the red hijab.

Every time I embroider a stitch, I will pick it up, up and down, left and right, carefully look at it for a long time, and then giggle twice...

Taking a closer look, Mu Ying was really intoxicated by the crooked pattern embroidered on the red hijab.

Just such an embroidery is worthy of such a treasure as hers.

"Sister Ying, what's wrong with Sister Xue? Is she sick? Why doesn't she get angry when she wears such an ugly red hijab?

Well, even the young Ouyang Zhiwei saw it, and explained the mystery in one sentence. It can be seen that a certain person is indeed terminally ill.

"Yo, I didn't see it, you little girl has become smarter?" Mu Ying praised Ouyang Zhiwei's small forehead.

"He's already smart, tell me quickly, tell me quickly, what happened to sister Xue?" Ouyang Zhiwei asked anxiously.

This Lin Yixue's expression, how does Ouyang Zhiwei think it is abnormal, is this the kind sister Xue she knew?

"Wei'er, you are right, your sister Xue, she is indeed ill!" Mu Ying deliberately put on a straight face, changed the subject, and said in a sad voice.

"Ah! Really...really sick? What kind of sickness is it?" Ouyang Zhiwei was shocked when she heard that she guessed right.

"It's a disease called lovesickness." Mu Ying frowned and thought for a long time, then said mysteriously.

"Ah? What is lovesickness? Why have I never heard of it?" Ouyang Zhiwei asked in bewilderment with her big eyes shining.

It sounds like a strange disease, but there is such a disease in the world?

"This kind of disease, when it occurs, it is moody, like madness.

What you saw today is still a slightly normal symptom of your sister Xue.

You don't know, when she gets sick sometimes, she can look at a piece of paper, sometimes it may be just two words, and she will be silly and happy all day.

Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I will pull you to look at some map, and cry and laugh at those strange lines..."

Mu Ying described Lin Yixue's recent symptoms in a serious manner. She really described Lin Yixue's symptoms according to the truth, without any embellishments.

"Ah, it's so serious, why don't you find the envoy of Fanyuan to show her? The queen mother said that if you are sick, you must treat it quickly, and you can't delay it."

Ouyang Zhiwei became anxious when she heard this, and turned around to order the panting little maid who had just chased after her.

"Xiaoyue, hurry back to the palace and tell the queen mother to ask her to invite Fanyuan envoy over to see sister Xue.

You just say that Sister Xue is seriously ill, and if she doesn't get cured, she will be stupid. "

Seeing that Ouyang Zhiwei was impatient, Mu Ying was even more anxious than herself, and organized:

"Take your time, Wei'er, you don't understand this, your elder sister Xue's illness can't be cured by Court Envoy Fan at all."

"Ah? Why? Are you sure?" Ouyang Zhiwei asked in disbelief:

"The Envoy Fan Yuan is the most powerful doctor in Beiyan, and even the Envoy Fan Yuan can't cure him, so what should we do? Does that mean that there is no cure for this disease?"

"Wrong wrong wrong, come to think of it, there is really someone who can cure it." Mu Ying said mysteriously.

"Who is it? He can cure a disease that even the envoy Fan can't cure? He must be a liar, right? Sister Ying, have you been fooled by someone else?" Ouyang Zhiwei tilted her head thinking, and said pretending to be smart.

"I don't know if he's a liar or not. Anyway, this person is probably a thief." Mu Ying frowned and thought for a while, and finally thought of a more precise word.

Yes, he is a thief, a thief who steals his heart!

"Thief? Who is it?" Ouyang Zhiwei was completely dazed by Mu Ying, and asked in a daze.

"Speaking of this man, do you still know him?"

"I still know each other. When did I know the thief? It's impossible. Tell me, who is it?"

"It's your prince brother!"

"Impossible! Elder sister Ying is lying, the elder brother of the crown prince can't cure diseases at all, and it is even more impossible for him to be a thief!"