"Dressed like this to apply medicine?" Leng Changxi sat up straight, and the bat shaped mask was fixed again. He looked up at the incense burning out on the table. "And this incense, do you really think I can't smell this is the fragrance of the western regions?"
All the tricks were exposed. Xie Ruying just kept his head down. The stabbing pain at her wrist went straight to her heart with the blood, making her shiver and sweat. She knew in her heart that her hand was probably dislocated.
If she didn't accompany her to make her happy, and don't want to hurt her heart, it's not just Xie Ruying's wrist that Leng Changxi twisted.
"Miss Xie's daughter, she is lonely in her old age. She wants to find someone to talk with. Please don't mistake her identity." Leng Changxi's voice is cold and cold, which makes Xie Ruying's heart fall into the endless dark abyss. She knows the technique of the third young master, but she still wants to fight hard. She thinks that the princess values herself very much, and the third young master is always filial to the princess, so she should not kill all of them. Unexpectedly
For a moment, two strong young men appeared outside, one holding an arm like a warbler, ready to drag him out.
"Third young master, Ruying just wants to serve you. I hope you will be kind." If the warbler is doing the last struggle, she is born beautiful, delicate melon seed face, big eyes, cherry blossom like delicate mouth, she is to be a human being! She has to have all the things that big girls have!
However, Leng Changxi didn't want to look at her. He just waved and told Xue Sidao, who was waiting outside, "in the future, let Miss Xie stay with her. If it's not necessary, don't leave the hospital."
Although Xie Ruying had ideas in the past, he never put them into practice. In addition, Princess Ning preferred Xie Ruying, so Leng Changxi opened one eye and closed one eye. Now, Xie Ruying has hit the gun himself.
Dressed like this, she was dragged out by others, and then spread around by those talkative women. Xie Ruying's life in the palace in the future is really sad.
Xie Ruying understood this truth, and just shouted so loudly that when he was dragged out of the yard, he obediently closed his mouth and forced himself to bear the bitterness and tears for fear of attracting the good people.
"Young master, your injury?" Xue Si returns to the room after finishing the work. The incense burner with problems on the table has been taken out for a long time, but Leng Changxi's face is getting more and more pale. If it wasn't for the long time that the toxin on his wound was not clear, and he has been overworked recently, how could he not find the problem of the incense burner in the first time? Although he used his internal power to drain the inhaled incense with the fastest speed, the only thing that came in was Xie Ru Ying, if other people are hostile, the consequences will be very serious.
"Nothing." Leng Changxi slowly picked up the air of Dantian. When the warm current in his body filled his limbs and veins, his face gradually turned red. "Three days later, I'll prepare the carriage in secret. I'm going to find xuanzhi."
Xue Si seemed a little excited: "young master! Master xuanzhi said that the young master of scraping bone and treating poison really wants to try it? "
"Xue Si," said Leng Changxi softly, "you talk too much."
Xue Si lowered his head wisely: "three days later, is Qin Taiwei's birthday still there?"
When he heard the word "Qin", Leng Changxi's face was still calm and motionless, but he felt as if he had been scratched by something, itchy and crispy. He didn't know when a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It was soft and tender, which was rarely seen in the past.
In Taiwei's mansion, dou Qing'e's original intention to go to Guoan temple was also delayed by Qin's birthday. The master of Qin's family lived a long life. It's impossible to say without Qin's master mother.
In the pear fragrance courtyard, Aunt Liu is so angry that she jumps up. She can say that she is sitting in the lotus courtyard to receive the benefits of the good fortune. She and Dou Qing'e have always been incompatible. I heard that Dou Qing'e would be sent to Guoan Temple by the master to pray. I don't know how happy she is, but now she is suddenly delayed.
"What's your mother worried about?" Qin Yu evening picked out a beautiful face and said angrily to Yinghong's little mouth, "but it's just a day or two later. She will leave the Qin family sooner or later."
This "she" refers to the master mother of Qin family who made Qin Yuwan hate her.
"What do you know?" Aunt Liu seemed to be a little nervous. "Dou Qing'e's skill is much better than yours. She has great ability. Let her stay in the Qin family for one more day, and she will have the ability to get back ten percent. Don't you always want to marry the legitimate young master of the official family? If she's not there, you'll have a lot of opportunities. "
When it comes to shangguanrang, Qin Yuwan immediately reveals the shyness of her little daughter's family. She hasn't seen her for many days. I don't know whether her shangguangongzi is fat or thin, black or white. Qin Yu evening has already decided. Tomorrow, she must find the opportunity to talk to her superior.
"That's all," Aunt Liu said, holding her forehead in some distress. "Let's go step by step."
This night, everyone is destined to have their own dreams and thoughts.
In the early morning of the next day, Qin yunuan got up early. Man'er served Qin yunuan to comb his hair, while tong'er got facial wash water quickly. When he came in to clean the house with his head lowered, the three men looked at each other and said nothing.Man Er combed a beautiful cross bun for Qin yunuan, with a lotus shaped jade inlaid hairpin and a fringe of silver fan hanging down. The whole face was more and more beautiful, with a narrow sleeve ruao with a lake green bead and auspicious cloud pattern on the top and a deeper pomegranate skirt on the bottom. When Liao Ma came in, she could not help but praise: "our girls are really out of the world It's getting better. "
Qin yunuan is just a shallow smile. For a common woman, excessive beauty is not a good thing. She has deliberately dressed up to be fresh and simple. But today's occasion, if it is too simple and out of etiquette, delicate but elegant, is the best.
"Where is Baochuan?" Qin yunuan looks up and asks Liao's mother after finishing her grooming.
"The second young master has already got up. He is reading." Liao's mother was very happy, and then she seemed to have some heartache on her face. "The second young master has been sleeping late and getting up early recently, and the maidservant is always afraid that he can't bear it at a young age."
Liao's mother really treats Qin yunuan as her own children, so she will dote on Qin Baochuan in her previous life. Although the conditions are limited, she always thinks of ways to cherish Qin Baochuan, which makes Qin Baochuan's nature more timid. Qin yunuan will never make the same mistake again in this life.
"Baochuan is working hard. Let him rest earlier later. Just stew more chicken soup that he likes to drink on weekdays." Qin yunuan packed up his things and ordered tong'er to send the Buddhist scriptures copied the day before yesterday to cuixuan yard. He raised his legs and walked towards Qin Baochuan's study. From afar, he could hear Qin Baochuan's voice reading aloud: "women admire chastity, men are good, and if you know something, you must change it. Don't forget..."
"No matter how short you are, you may not depend on your own strength." Qin yunuan took the next sentence very naturally and pushed the door in.
"Sister." After all, it was a child. When he saw Qin yunuan, Qin Baochuan rushed over like a deer.
Qin yunuan carefully wiped the sweat on Qin Baochuan's forehead and said with a smile: "people who practice martial arts sweat in the morning, you little reader, will sweat in the morning." After that, I looked at the half old "thousand characters" on the table again. The pages of the book were a little damaged. The binding thread was exposed. I can see that the book has been read many times. "You will recite this book a year ago. How can you take it out now?"
Qin Baochuan felt his head with embarrassment, and he smiled: "the original recitation was just a dead recitation, but there were many meanings that I didn't understand. The so-called book read a hundred times and its meaning came out by itself, so I can read it more, and naturally understand its artistic conception."
"Not only that," Qin said as he listened to a bowl of thick red bean and job's tears porridge, a bowl of crab dumplings and a small plate of Qin Baochuan's favorite salted radish from the tray of Hetuo behind him. "The most important thing in reading is to understand with your heart. It's useless to read without using your brain."
"Baochuan knows." Qin Baochuan looked at the porridge and crab dumplings on the table. He moved the stool and sat on the table. He asked Qin yunuan repeatedly, "did you eat, sister?"
Qin yunuan replied with a smile: "naturally, I have eaten them. Please eat them. They are all prepared for you."
Qin Baochuan smiled happily. In the past, he had suffered too much in the broken yard. Now there are delicious and tasty ones. For him, it's the greatest happiness. Holding chopsticks, he chewed a crab yellow bag with three or four mouthfuls. When he wanted to drink porridge, his face suddenly changed. His forehead continued to exude sweat. He grabbed Qin Yuwen's sleeve and shouted: "sister, Baochuan has a stomachache. Baochuan has a stomachache. "
Qin yunuan is surprised. He crouches down and hugs Qin Baochuan, who is bowing. "Did he eat something bad?" After that, he looked sideways at him and shouted, "what are you still looking at? Don't call Liao's mother to come here."
When he was shocked, he pulled out his leg and left the door. When he arrived with Liao's mother, Qin Baochuan had been hugged on a soft couch by Qin yunuan. On the ground, there was a pool of half dried blood. Qin Baochuan's mouth was still coughing up blood. Qin yunuan hurriedly stopped Qin Baochuan's bleeding, but there was nothing to mend. The blood was pouring out of Qin Baochuan's throat Baochuan is such a small man. His blood has already taken half of his life. His face is pale. He just lies on the bed and drags Qin yunuan's sleeve and keeps talking nonsense: "sister, Baochuan is going to celebrate his father's birthday. Baochuan has prepared a gift for his father."
"No, I can't," Mom Liao concluded after a simple look. "It's not like a bad stomach, it's like poisoning. Three girls, we need to find a doctor quickly."
After Liao's mother said that, Qin Baochuan coughed up another mouthful of blood.