"Hibiscus Tent" 09

The flower window was half open, and the afterglow of the setting sun lay neatly on the window lattice, shining the shadow of the sycamore leaves outside onto the little girl's cheek.

Those two drops of beads are like soft feathers, tickling people's hearts.

Miao Niangzi has seen countless beauties, but she still couldn't help but swallow her saliva, said "um", then leaned over to whisper in her ear.

Shen Shiting's beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she blinked twice at the screen painted with hundreds of birds and flowers. She tightly grasped the hem of her skirt with her palms, and she blushed completely from her neck to her ears.

The tears hanging under my eyelashes were forgotten for a moment.

At this time, two "tuk-tuk" sounds suddenly sounded outside the door, which scared her so much that she almost jumped up from her seat, covering her ears. Fortunately, Mrs. Miao held her down in time, so that no such big noise happened.

With a "squeak" sound, the wooden door opened.

Mother Shi stepped forward while twisting the waist of the bucket. Her eyes narrowed when she smiled. She lowered her voice and said, "Prince Lu is outside."

Hearing this, Shen Shiting froze for a moment until Lady Miao patted her shoulder and neck in a gesture.

The little girl was thinking about Lady Miao's first instructions, and walked out with confidence. When she stepped out of the carved threshold, she saw the man sitting slantedly on the carved railing, not afraid of falling.

She suddenly stopped and, holding back the sourness in her heart, stepped forward and called out in a low voice: "Prince Lu."

Lu Jiuxiao raised his head and stood firm. His eyes focused on her peach-like face for a moment, and he said, "Where is my fan?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Shiting was stunned. She blinked and thought for a long time. Last night, she held the folding fan and was held by him and placed on the bed. And then...

She bit her lip hesitantly and said, "It seems, it seems like it fell under the bed."

Their eyes met, and Lu Jiuxiao glanced at her thoughtfully.

Shen Shiting followed her memory and found the room at the end of the left room on the second floor. When she pushed the door open, she found that it had been tidied up neatly, and there was no trace of last night.

But despite this, when she saw the pear wood bed, she still moved her eyes away.

The little girl pointed to that place and said, "It should have fallen there."

After being speechless for a while, she raised her head to look at the person behind her, and saw Lu Jiuxiao also looking at her, with the six words "Is it possible for me to pick it up?" written in those enchanting eyes.

Shen Shiting retracted her hand, pursed her lips, and walked two steps around the edge of the bed.

Lu Jiuxiao sat on the round stool with her legs crossed, holding the smooth white porcelain lamp in her hands and rubbing it back and forth out of boredom. When she saw the little girl kneeling on the cold stone floor, half of her body had already crawled under the bed. .

The lower the upper body crawls, the higher the lower body is raised.

The plump buttocks were raised high, making the hem of the skirt stretch tightly.

Lu Jiuxiao's expression darkened, and he felt his palms burning.

When Shen Shiting finally got the dusty folding fan from the gap between the edge of the bed and the wall, with a few strands of hair scattered on her forehead, she came forward with a slight breath, and saw that Lu Jiuxiao's neck and eyes were red. of.

She was startled for a moment, then put her hands forward and said, "Your Majesty."

When Lu Jiuxiao raised her hand to take it, her fingertips ran across her palm and felt very hot.

It's really hot.

"Yeah" the man responded lightly.

Only then did Shen Shitiao realize that his voice was also very hoarse, as if he had caught wind and cold and had a high fever.

Seeing this, she didn't care about what Mrs. Miao said. She picked up the pot and poured a cup of herbal tea for him, and whispered: "Your Majesty, drink tea."

The little girl stood upright in front of her. Due to the tossing under the bed, her originally neatly dressed clothes were inevitably a little wrinkled. The thin fabric on her shoulders and neck even slipped an inch, revealing the purple marks from being bullied last night.

She held the rim of the cup with both hands, and her green-white fingertips were clasped on the porcelain white pottery cup, which was no less impressive.

But this look, in Lu Jiuxiao's eyes, was intentional.

He curled his lips and said, "You learn very quickly."

Shen Shiting was stunned and couldn't react for a moment. Until she heard him say again: "But it's still a little short of the mark. Didn't your professor teach you how to seduce someone the fastest?"

These words, word by word, fell in Shen Shiting's ears, full of irony.

But is Lu Jiuxiao deliberately targeting her? Not really, his words are always unpleasant, but usually, no matter how embarrassing the listener is, they have to endure it.

What Shen Shitiao experienced in the past few days completely overturned what she had learned in the past sixteen years, and it took a lot of effort to convince herself to throw away all the dignity and reserve of the girl's family——

I feel extremely wronged and embarrassed.

In the past, the merchant lady was not only praised by thousands of people but loved by thousands of people, she was also treated politely and courteously. No one could really throw such unpleasant words into her ears.

The grievances of the past few days welled up in my eyes, and a soft mist appeared in my eyes. I had to hold back the moisture, and my whole face became even redder and pitiful.

Shen Shiting retracted the hands holding the tea cup and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I misunderstood. Your body feels hot. You must have caught the wind and cold. Drinking some tea can moisturize your throat."

After he finished speaking, the atmosphere became surprisingly quiet.

It was so quiet that you could clearly hear the sound of the sparrows flapping their wings on the window lattice.

Lu Jiuxiao's hand holding the handle of the fan paused slightly, and he didn't know whether he believed her words or not, but glanced at her with his slightly upward eyes.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Shen Shitiao seemed to read a meaning from the man's handsome face:

Look at me, do I look like someone who can catch the cold?

What is the wind and cold, and what can it do to me?

She calmly shut up and stopped meddling in his business.

But who would have expected that when Lu Jiuxiao got up and walked out the door, he stopped in front of the threshold, his eyes darkened, and he fell straight down.

There was a "bang" sound, and the cup in the little girl's hand fell to the ground. She tremblingly shouted: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"

The stars are twinkling, and the night wind is slightly chilly.

A corner of the gauze tent was blown up by the wind, fluttering left and right, with several figures of different shapes dangling back and forth, which made Lu Jiuxiao's eyes hurt.

Then Yin Zhong said worriedly: "Doctor, is our master seriously ill?"

The doctor wrote down the prescription. After sketching out the last stroke, he stroked his beard and sighed: "It's not a problem. I've only been drinking for many years, and I've suffered losses. I haven't been infected with wind and cold for a long time, and I've been fasting for a day, so I fainted." It’s over.”

After the doctor said this, he handed the prescription in his hand to him.

"Ephedra is hot in nature. Although it is cold in spring, I see he is sweating on his forehead and feels hot all over. The dosage of this medicine is too heavy, and I am afraid that the medicine is too strong. Doctor, can I use some almonds to calm down the medicine?"

The girl who had been sitting quietly aside suddenly spoke, and several people looked back in surprise.

The doctor made a movement in his hand, then took the prescription back, carefully looked at the medicines written on the paper, then wrote with a smile and said: "It is very rare for a girl to be attentive and understand medicine."

As he finished speaking, he seemed to remember where he was and shook his head sadly.

After a while, Yin Zhong took the prescription to the drug store and grabbed the medicine. The girl from Huaxianglou worked quickly and quickly brought a bowl of soup and medicine.

Lu Jiuxiao leaned against the bed, with a dull expression on his face, smelling the bitter medicinal smell, and pursed his thin lips tightly that could kill someone.

It seems that if Yin Zhong dares to bring this medicine, others will be dead.

Sure enough, Yin Zhong stood not far away for a long time, then turned to Qin Yi and whispered: "You go."

Qin Yi stared blankly and turned his back.

Not going.

He won't go to whomever he loves. He doesn't want to suffer this.

During the stalemate, there was a "squeak" sound and the door was pushed open.

Shen Shiting came over with a fruit plate and tea. There were three men in the room. She was at a loss for a moment, so she just placed the tray on the table and said, "Mom sent me to ask, does the prince have any other instructions?"

"Yes, yes." When Yin Zhong met the Bodhisattva, he hurriedly gave her the medicine cup in his hand and said, "Please, please, please wait for the prince to drink the medicine."

After saying that, he pulled Qin Yi out of the house, and two statues stood in front of the door.

A quarter of an hour later, Lu Jiuxiao stepped out of the boudoir neatly dressed, glanced at the two of them coldly, and went straight downstairs.

He said "go back to Xiyuan" and got on the carriage.

In the palm of his hand lay a square piece of assorted candies, the size of a fingernail, and gorgeously pink.

Lu Jiuxiao glanced at it with disgust, then thought:

"Your Majesty, put the sugar under your tongue and drink the medicine in one breath. This method is extremely useful."

In the end, he forced her to drink a bowl full of typhoid medicine.

In that room, Shen Shiting was lying on a round stool and vomited for a while. She took the tea cup handed by Madam Miao and downed a whole bowl, but it was still not enough, so she picked up the pot and poured it herself.

She vomited until tears shone in the corners of her eyes. After stuffing a candied fruit, the bitterness in her mouth eased a little.

Madam Miao looked at the empty medicine cup in her hand dumbfounded and said, "Why did you drink Prince Lu's medicine?"

However, the most important thing is not this. She then asked: "Why didn't you leave the person behind? Have you used what I taught you?"

The girl wiped the tears from her eyes and shook her head at her.

However, she took out a fan from her arms and handed it to Lady Miao.

It was Lu Jiuxiao's black gold folding fan.

This time, it wasn't him who left it behind, but she secretly left it behind.

Night, Xiyuan.

Lu Jiuxiao stepped straight into the west wing. As he was walking, he saw bright lights on the front porch, and several maids and boys were waiting aside with lamps.

The woman in a dark green brocade dress stood upright in front of the steps. She had a woman's bun and jade ornaments, and she looked very majestic and calm.

Lu Jiuxiao paused far away, frowned slightly, raised his feet and stepped forward: "Mother."

When Yuan turned around, her face, which was over forty years old, still couldn't hide the beauty of her youth. Others always said that Prince Lu had inherited his good looks from her.

But Lu Jiuxiao knew it wasn't the case. There was nothing about his appearance that looked like hers.

Yuan didn't know how long she had been waiting here. When she heard his voice, before she even lowered her brows, she smelled another strong aroma.

She frowned and said, "Have you been to those places again?"

Lu Jiuxiao said nothing, but the answer was obvious.

He asked: "It's late at night, why does mother come here at this time?"

Yuan was silent for a long time before she spoke: "Your father has sent you a letter. Calculate the date. You will arrive in Beijing in five or six days. You move back to the house. Don't touch those things. If your father sees it, It is inevitable that you will get angry again and have resentment."

The mother and son looked at each other in silence, and all the maids and servants held their breaths, fearing that if the prince refused to give in, the situation would be very embarrassing.

Fortunately, Lu Jiuxiao just nodded lightly, "Okay."

Mrs. Yuan looked at him worriedly for a few more times, and was full of sincere words, but she couldn't say a word to him. She sighed and drove away.

Lu Jiuxiao stood outside the door for a while, looking at the miniature carriage that was getting smaller and smaller, and then remembered something.

Half a year ago, he was listening to music at the theater with his friends, and the mother of Meng Jingheng, one of them, immediately grabbed him by the ears and took him home.

It is said that he also suffered several blows and lay on the bed for two months before he regained his strength.

As for Lu Jiuxiao, he had been stabbed in the sky since he was a child, and Yuan was just like today, frowning, seeming to reprimand but not reprimanding.

He raised the corners of his lips and went straight back to the dormitory.

The little maid helped Lu Jiuxiao undress and held the robe he had changed into in her hands. She shook the clothes twice, raised her head and said hesitantly: "Your Majesty, where is your fan?"

Hearing this, Lu Jiuxiao came back to his senses and remembered something. He suddenly smiled and said, "It was stolen by a cat."

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Chapter completed!