"Mo Zhu, go to the kitchen to see if there are any cakes. First, take some to pad sister Du's stomach!" Zhao Lan said coldly.

She is now very impatient to see Mo Zhu, she does not believe that Mo Zhu will know nothing about Du Qiaoyun's situation.

But she didn't mention a word to her and let others abuse her life-saving benefactor. Is this what a loyal servant should do?

"Yes! Go up, maidservant The color of ink bamboo is gloomy.

How could she not see that the young lady was angry with her? But what can she do?

The real person in charge of the house is the lady. Her life and death are all in the mind of the lady. Whenever she has to do something, she will end up worrying.

After Mozhu left, Zhao lancai slowly went to Du Qiaoyun's door and raised his hand to tap.

"Sister Du, can I come in?"

"Is it LAN er? Come straight in, the door is not bolted

Du Qiaoyun heard the knock on the door, was originally intended to lift out of bed to open the door.

But she looked around, thought for a while, and then lay back, opening to let Zhao LAN himself in.

Du Qiaoyun sees Zhao LAN come in and smiles apologetically at her.

"Sit down, sister Zhao! Don't blame me for my impoliteness. I'm so cold! So I don't want to leave the bed! "

"Sister, don't be polite. If you are afraid of the cold, just stay in the quilt! This is my home. How can my sister treat me in turn? "

If before Zhao LAN see Du Qiaoyun shrink in the quilt, let her own door, I'm afraid more or less will blame each other impolite.

After all, she was taught the most courtesy since she was a child.

But now I know that Du Qiaoyun has suffered so much injustice in their Zhao family. How can she have the face to blame each other for her impoliteness?

To say disrespectful, their Zhao family is more than a hundred times more disrespectful than each other.

"I wish I didn't blame my sister for her impoliteness! Now it's snowing outside. My sister comes all the way. It's hard to avoid getting snow on her clothes. It's better to take them off and shake them! "

Du Qiaoyun raised his finger and pointed to the conspicuous white on Zhao Lan's red cloak.

Zhao LAN looked down and saw that a thin layer of snow had fallen on his cloak. He quickly untied his cloak and shook the snow.

As soon as the cloak left, Zhao Lan was so cold that he gave a shiver. The house was too cold!

Why didn't she feel so cold when she came to play chess before?

Zhao LAN looked around and found that the charcoal pots in the house had been taken away. She was furious!

She thought it was too much for those people to give Du Qiaoyun a cold meal!

I didn't expect that they didn't even use the charcoal basin now! This is too much!

The reason why she didn't feel cold when she was playing chess here before must be that those people knew in advance that she was coming, so they prepared it temporarily, right?

No wonder she didn't see anything wrong every time she came.

It turned out that someone around her had informed these slaves in advance! That's why they made a play for her in a hurry!

Zhao LAN is even more disappointed with Mo Zhu, who grew up with her as a child.

Since mother likes ink bamboo so much, she will send ink bamboo to her mother to be filial to her!

In the future, she will be informed of everything she does.

"Lan Er, do you feel cold? If you feel cold, will you go to bed and cover with me? The quilt is still warm! "

Du Qiaoyun raises a corner of the quilt and signals Zhao LAN to come up.

Zhao LAN see Du Qiaoyun so concerned about her, heart a warm, unexpectedly really climb into bed and Du Qiaoyun drill the same bed.