When they arrived at Lanlou, Cheng Xinqi was still lying in bed and hadn't gotten up at all. When she heard footsteps, she thought it was a servant coming back, and said sleepily, "What did you say, Young Madam?"
"Of course I can't take the lead in breaking the rules that the Lord made before he left." Chu Yunyao said in a cold voice, "Although I am the young wife of the mansion, all the affairs of the mansion are taken care of by the housekeeper.
If Miss Cheng has anything to do in the future, just ask the servant to ask the housekeeper instead of me. "
Hearing it was Chu Yunyao's voice, Cheng Xinqi was silent for a moment, then got up from the bed, opened the gauze curtain, "So it's the Young Madam who came over."
Seeing that Cheng Xinqi didn't look apologetic at all, Bao'er couldn't help but said: "Miss Cheng sent someone to invite my lady over early in the morning, I thought Miss Cheng couldn't wait to heal your leg.
It's already high in the sun, and in the entire Young Marshal's Mansion, only Mr. Duan, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and you are the only ones who haven't woken up yet. "
Bao'er had a sharp voice, and opened the window in the bedroom while speaking.
Hearing Bao'er's voice, the servants who were working and laughing in the yard fell silent immediately, and the noise stopped abruptly.
Cheng Xinqi blushed, bit her lip and said, "I didn't feel well yesterday, I slept a bit late..."
Bao'er sneered: "Then I'm really sorry for you, Miss Cheng. Our young lady performed an operation on Mr. Duan last night and didn't go to bed until dawn. The servant who served you this morning invited you to heal your leg. .
It's because we didn't think carefully and disturbed your rest. "
Cheng Xinqi's face flushed and turned pale by Bao'er, and she was so choked that she couldn't speak.
Chu Yunyao opened the wallet in her hand, and the golden needles inside were lined up, "Miss Cheng, let's start giving you needles today."
Bao'er stepped forward and lifted Cheng Xinqi's quilt, revealing her slender legs.
It was freezing cold, Cheng Xinqi shivered from the cold, Chu Yunyao pressed a few times on the acupuncture points on Cheng Xinqi's legs, and skillfully and neatly pricked the golden needles.
Cheng Xinqi lay upright on the bed, seeing Chu Yunyao's uneasy expression and not daring to move, she could only grit her teeth and endure.
Seeing that she was really cold, Bao'er pulled the quilt to cover her body, and asked the servant to set up a brazier.
Chu Yunyao sat on the edge of the bed, felt her pulse, and said in a cold voice, "The purpose of pricking the acupoints with gold needles is to unblock your meridians. From today onwards, every morning, noon and evening, you will use medicinal herbs to soak your feet." .”
After a pause, Chu Yunyao said again: "A few days ago, I was not very busy, thinking that if you take care of your body seriously, I will give you acupuncture to make your legs feel better as soon as possible, and I can also take you to the south. See if you can help Ling Yuan.
After all, you have been abroad for so long, and I heard that many of your friends are from the south.
Now the treatment is delayed until this time, and the weather is getting colder every day, so you can't go anyway. "
Cheng Xinqi: "..."
Cheng Xinqi didn't dare to miss such a good opportunity: "It's the same if I go in a wheelchair."
Chu Yunyao rolled her eyes at her, and sneered: "Maybe Miss Cheng is used to being served by others, and she didn't know that her legs are inconvenient and would become a burden to others.
In the hail of guns and bullets, Ling Yuan escaped death, just to protect the people of one side, and he didn't need a woman who was being accommodated everywhere by his side.
Miss Cheng, it's better to be a little self-aware.
Even if you want to win sympathy, you must have an appropriate degree. If you do it too often, it will only arouse the disgust of others.
What's more, I don't like you at all.
Even if I don't treat you, Ling Yuan won't say anything wrong with me, and you, in this life, can only stay in the mansion like an emotional beggar..."