I sat quietly in the cold night for half the night, until the early hours of the morning, until the arrival of Fang Jinshu.
Mama saw it in her eyes and was anxious in her heart, but she didn't dare to persuade her.
What kind of character the princess who grew up since she was a child, she knows best.
I'm afraid that a bad one will make her act excessively.
Finally, Fang Jinshu persuaded Jing to close the window, but he was sent to Princess Jing'an to ask for an confession.
When she hurried back, Jing had already started a high fever.
Jing is powerless, and she is also a royal princess.
Although he did not receive the love of the first emperor, there should be no less.
The palace attendants who took care of her only dared to secretly play some tricks and touch some oil and water, and never dared to bully her openly.
At this time, I was angry in my heart, and I felt cold outside.
After venting the breath in her heart, she was caught between the inside and the outside and fell.
Mama stretched out her hand and tried her forehead, and the hot heat frightened her and quickly withdrew her hand.
He called a handyman woman in the courtyard to report to Mrs.
Jingchen, and she found the pill she brought out of the princess's mansion and turned it into water for her to drink.
He went outside to dig up the snow, wrapped it in a thick cloth and made a snow bag, and put it on his still forehead to cool down.
At this time, his face was already burned red, and his mouth was babbling.
Mama stood by her bedside, her face full of worry, tears glistening in the corners of her eyes.
The princess has had such a hard time in her life, why has she suffered so much!
Mrs.
Jingchen received the report and immediately took Jingzhen to Jingzhen's hospital to diagnose the pulse and dispense medicine.
Jing has the blood of the first emperor flowing in her body, if there is something in the nunnery, she can't afford to bear it.
Hearing the return of her subordinates, Princess Jing'an was slightly surprised, it turned out that she was really sick when she was quiet?
She thought it was just a pretext.
When they were in the palace, the two didn't have any friendship, and they didn't even say a few words.
But at this time, she felt some sympathy for her cousin.
"You go over and see if you need anything, and try to help."
Princess Jing'an commanded, and Liangchen bowed her knees.
Seeing this, all the concubines also said goodbye one after another, and the banquet here dispersed.
The illness of Jing is menacing, and because of this, the Jingyi Nunnery is a little busy up and down.
Fang Jinshu went to visit the patient again after the evening class.
After taking the decoction, he no longer had a fever, but his face was surprisingly weak and pale.
There is very little she can do about this ill-fated princess.
Fang Jinshu silently told himself that when he was in the nunnery, he would come to visit her more, hoping that one day she would be able to open her heart knot.
Fortunately, Jingzhen's medical skills are really good, and with the help of Princess Jing'an, after surviving the danger of the first day, Jingzhen's illness is getting better day by day.
Her complexion was still pale but there was a dull glint in her eyes.
Fang Jinshu felt that something quietly broke in his quiet heart, and he put on his hard armor again.
She is not the same as before.
Winter days in the mountains are long and relaxing.
For the nuns of the Pure Clothes Temple, it is the most relaxing day of the year, and it is also the time for the Jingzi Masters to choose apprentices.
Every afternoon, when there is no farm work in the vegetable field, led by Jingzhen, all the nuns in the nunnery practice martial arts in the largest open space.
For this year's rare opportunity, no one wants to give up, although they are all women, and the scene of practicing martial arts is loud and sound, and it is not inferior to men.
Jingchen took his senior sisters to patrol the field.
Because they had not found a satisfactory root, they had not accepted a single disciple for several years.
But as we get older, the mantle must be inherited, and it will be a little too late if we don't take it.
Over the years, the number of nuns has grown to more than 40, divided into four courtyards.
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The courtyard where Fang Jinshu was located was just one of them.
This year, several new nuns have been shaved, and they are all phonetics.
They all heard about the practice of accepting apprentices in winter, and carefully practiced the basic punches and kicks that they had been taught.
Everyone knows in their hearts that this winter, they will definitely accept a few disciples.
Only when he becomes the descendant disciple of the Jingzi generation is the core descendant of Jingyi'an.
Fang Jinshu originally practiced every morning, but now he has one more item, practicing martial arts with this group of female nuns.
Her perseverance not only made Jingchen quite recognized, but even Jingzhen gave up her prejudices.
When teaching martial arts, I will also pay more attention to it.
When the weather is good, Princess Jing'an and the concubines will also come to watch.
They all came from the palace and were curious about such a scene.
At dusk, Comet borrowed a copper stove from the kitchen and put it on top of the charcoal basin and added well water to boil.
The rest of the people divided their labor and worked together to put the vegetarian dumplings, Chinese cabbage, radish, soaked dried mushrooms, and crystal clear pea flour stored in autumn and early winter into the pot in turn.
On such a cold winter day, it is really a happy thing to be able to eat such a soup pot.
The leisure time that can only be had once a year, as long as you pay attention to the safety of the charcoal fire, even Jingchen will not ask too much.
The ingredients in the pot wafted out the fragrance, and Yuan Yin couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva as she looked at the pot that was boiling.
There were not enough seats, so Comet led people to move out all the stools in the room and put them around the pots.
The nuns sat down next to each other with bowls in their hands.
The warm soup is very comfortable.
Fang Jinshu squeezed between them, scooping the ingredients in the pot with chopsticks, this experience was really novel.
The women were chattering, lively, ordinary and beautiful.
There are no etiquette rules that alienate people from each other, only sincere and strong emotions, and sincerity without calculation.
A smile, inadvertently, climbed up Fang Jinshu's face.
At this moment, she didn't have to think about anything, just focused on the food in front of her and the people around her.
At the beginning of the day after the snow, Fang Jinshu and Fang Fei stepped on the rising sunshine and returned to the courtyard after the morning exercise.
Unlike in the past, the courtyard was quiet, and there was no one in sight.
Fang Fei muttered, "It's the time for breakfast, where did they go?"
” Fang Jinshu also felt strange in his heart.
Everyone's breakfast has always been brought back from the big kitchen, and they gather in the courtyard to eat together, which is both lively and hearty.
"Could it be that Mrs.
Shi needs them to do something?"
Fang Jinshu was suspicious.
However, the Pure Clothes Ann is so big, and I haven't heard of anything serious.
The two walked to the middle of the courtyard, and Fang Jinshu pushed open his door with a question in his heart.
"Happy Birthday!"
The sound that came to his face almost drowned Fang Jinshu in it.
Smiling faces like flowers rushed into her eyes.
The nuns of the Yin character generation in the courtyard are all here, and there are some female nuns in other courtyards who are good friends with Fang Jinshu.
It was full, and it filled this small room.
Fang Jinshu was stunned for a moment, it turned out that today was his birthday?