The door lock rang and the door opened. It was none other than Song Pingping who had heard Coyotito's cry on the tower.
Wasn't his mouth tied? How did he scream?
I ran back, pushed the door open and took a look, and found that the rope tied to Coyotito was indeed loosened.
These are all secondary. The main point is that I am afraid that Coyotito will spit out the Evil Spirit Pill again. The Evil Spirit Pill is valuable. It is not "dog food" and cannot be wasted. Otherwise, why bother leaving a person here?
On duty.
She immediately picked up the iron cage and checked it. She found that there was nothing in the cage, and quickly glanced around the room.
Fortunately, this quiet room only has a few tables and chairs. It is simple and clear, with no extraneous furnishings. I leaned over and looked back and forth a few times to see the indoor floor clearly.
Song Pingping breathed a sigh of relief when she didn't see the Evil Spirit Pill, probably because she hadn't vomited it out after taking it for so long.
In short, no matter what, we still have to tie Coyotito's mouth again, what if he doesn't have time to spit it out?
I caught Coyotito from the cage, picked up the rope and tied it up again. This time I gained experience and tied the rope around Coyotito’s neck to prevent him from pulling him off again.
The little dog that was thrown back into the cage began to whine and toss again, and soon his eyes were wet with tears.
It's no use trying hard, Song Pingping won't give it freedom...
With a solitary lamp and his arms as pillows, Yu Qing was lying on the bed in the pavilion, unable to sleep, while the melodious sound of the piano came from outside.
He knew that Wen Xin was playing, and that woman was good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
The big head crawled out of Dou Gong's eyes and flew back down. Yu Qing glanced at it and felt a little strange. He felt that the big head came back a little early today.
Soon, he found that the big head flew back with a big belly, and he couldn't help but sit up.
The big head flew directly to the corner of the table, and then lay there motionless.
What's going on? Yu Qing was curious and stood up to observe. He didn't know what Datou had gone out to eat and came back.
The point is, I have never seen a big-headed bird fly with a big belly. It metabolizes food very quickly, extremely fast. Its belly is like an incinerator. If you fart, your belly will be normal.
You flew back with a big belly. Did you eat something indigestible?
He stared at the big head and observed it carefully for a while, then reached out to grab it and looked at it repeatedly. He found that the big head was normal and did not show any discomfort.
I put the big head back on the table and observed it. I felt that it didn't like to move anymore.
"Datou, don't eat randomly when you go out!" Yu Qing muttered to express his worries.
He stayed awake that night and was almost constantly observing. The big head was his most valuable thing. If something went wrong, he would suffer a huge loss.
After staying up until dawn, I still had a big belly and still couldn't fart. I was lying on the corner of the table, motionless. Sometimes I felt like I was dead. But when I reached out and touched it, I found that I was still alive.
It was already dawn, and he still had things to do. He couldn't keep his eyes open, so he hurriedly washed up, and then began to patrol the Jade Garden.
If there are unclean places, we need to ask people to clean them again. If there are inappropriate places, we need to ask people to rearrange them. There are quite a lot of odds and ends inside and outside.
His current responsibilities are similar to those of the housekeeper of Yuyuan, which is what he wants. When Wen Xin gets married, the Yuwen family will definitely not use people from the Wen family as housekeepers, so he can only help Wen Xin supervise and supervise
Industry at hand.
By the time Wen Xin showed up to have breakfast, Yu Qing had almost finished handling some chores.
After returning from breakfast, the sun was shining brightly. As usual, Wen Xin walked a few laps in the garden alone without anyone accompanying her, including Xiao Hong.
Yu Qing could only stand in the garden and watch from a distance.
After being in contact with it for a long time, you will find that this seems to be a living habit of Wen Xin. I wonder what she is thinking about, sometimes in the evening.
Wen Xin, who came back from walking a few times, went into the pavilion and sat down again. There was tea made by Xiaohong on the stone table.
Xiaohong herself didn't know what she was talking about with the people in the main courtyard.
Not long after, Xiao Hong ran over with great excitement, ran into the pavilion with a bang, and announced the good news: "Miss, here we are, Mr. Yuwen is here."
Yu Qing, who was not far away, also heard it. When he heard the sound, he looked back and was surprised.
Wen Xin was stunned for a moment, then her face turned red, "Keep your voice down, what are you yelling for?"
Xiaohong: "Master Yuwen is chatting with the clan leader. Miss, should we take a peek?"
Wen Xin spat, "I'm not ashamed, what can I say?"
Xiaohong: "No, it's the intention from the main courtyard to make you feel at ease, Miss."
Wen Xin, who even had embarrassment in her eyes, quickly glanced at Yu Qing, who was looking over here, and spat again, "What are you talking about?"
After saying that, he stood up quickly and left quickly. He walked past Yu Qing with a faint fragrance and hurried into the study. The door creaked shut.
Xiaohong also walked over and sighed, "It's over. I'm afraid the lady won't even come out for lunch."
Yu Qing tried to ask: "Have you never met Young Master Yuwen?"
Xiaohong shook her head: "It's hard to meet before getting married, right?"
Yu Qing thought about it. Rich families had many rules, and the Zhong family in the capital seemed to be the same at the beginning. He had never seen what Zhong Ruochen looked like. He was puzzled, "Isn't it the same as being unmarried now? Why can it be so?
See you?"
Xiao Hong sighed: "When the clan leader approached the Yuwen family for an engagement, the Yuwen family agreed that Master Yuwen would first obtain fame and then marry a wife, and then get married after being named on the gold medal list. This was the wedding date. Originally, the young lady was already going to enter the Yuwen family this year.
Who knows, before going to Beijing to take the exam last year, Mr. Yuwen suddenly fell ill and missed that subject. Now his wedding has been postponed. He has to wait for the next subject in at least two years. It will be postponed for another two or three years.
Maybe the clan leader wants the two of them to meet each other so that they can feel at ease."
Yu Qing raised his eyebrows: "What kind of peace of mind can you get after meeting him once?"
Xiao Hong said: "Isn't our young lady beautiful? She is both talented and beautiful! When Mr. Yuwen saw him, he felt at ease naturally and naturally it was not easy to have other ideas. I heard that Mr. Yuwen was also quite good-looking. Miss Yuwen saw him.
When you arrive, you will naturally feel at ease."
Yu Qing chuckled, "It's not that easy to go to Beijing to take the exam. If he missed one subject, he may not be able to pass the next one."
Xiaohong: "How is it possible? Mr. Yuwen is a veteran in the literary world. How can his grandson fail to pass the exam? As long as he takes part, he will definitely pass."
Yu Qing chuckled, "That's not necessarily the case. Some people just can't pass the exam. Some people did very well in the exam before entering Beijing. But once they take the exam, some people can't even pass the exam five, six, seven or eight times. He
If you never pass the exam, won't you have to wait forever?"
"Bah, bah, bah!" Xiaohong babbled several times and poked Yu Qing's chest, "Aqing, your mouth is too bad. Are you cursing our lady that she won't get married?"
"Uh..." Yu Qing realized that he had gone too far and hurriedly explained: "That's not what I meant. I think that the Yuwen family wasted the young lady's youth in vain, and the wedding date they set was too deceiving. The Wen family in Tangtang,
Thousand-year-old family, why do you want to curry favor with them?"
Xiaohong snorted, but then muttered a few more words, "If you wait two or three years, the young lady will be a little old when she gets married, I'm afraid she will make people laugh." She shook her head, sighed, and
Went to the study room.
Yu Qing stood silently and reflected on what happened to him just now. He shouldn't have been talking about that bunch of nonsense!
Although he knew how to reflect, he found that his mood was still difficult to calm down.
Before, he only knew that Wen Xin had a fiancé, and he was in a good mood. But just now he suddenly heard that the fiancé was coming and was going to meet Wen Xin. His mood was inexplicably out of control. In short, he felt aggrieved and panicked.
I have told myself repeatedly before that I came here for Wen Xin's dowry, but now I realize that some things are so difficult to let go of.
I have obviously convinced myself that daydreams are unrealistic, that I am here just for the money, and that nothing is more important than the responsibility I shoulder as the leader, but why do I still feel heartache?
He was in a daze, but Xiaohong came out of the study again, still holding the chessboard in her hand.
After meeting, Xiao Hong shrugged: "I'm afraid Miss is also upset and won't be able to come out for a while. We have nothing to do. Come, let me give you another chance to practice and improve."
Of course Yu Qing knew what the so-called hand training was about. It was not just about playing chess. He immediately waved his hand and said: "Forget it, forget it. I just need to do my job well. There really is no need to improve."
The two of them had played chess several times in the past few days. Yu Qing knew very well what level this maid was. Compared with him, it was really a world of difference. How could he be interested in playing chess with such a person? Besides, he didn't dare to show off.
You are very powerful, but you still have to go to great lengths to let the other party win quietly. This is much harder than letting yourself win.
However, Xiaohong, a stinky chess player, was addicted to winning against him and wanted to teach him how to behave at every turn.
Xiaohong glared: "What do you mean you don't need to improve? The people around the young lady must be good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. You can't lose face to the young lady when you go out. Do you understand? Come here quickly." After saying that, he went directly to the pavilion to put it up.
Yu Qing was speechless. He had long been tired of playing chess. Playing chess was one of the things he hated the most. How to describe that feeling? It was like everyone would play house with mud when they were young. Later, when he grew up,
I am already an adult, and then I am dragged to play house and play mud with a group of children. How can I still be interested? I really don't even bother to perfunctory.
If it had been placed somewhere else, he would have been too lazy to care, but right now, he still had to hug Little Red's thigh, so he could only force himself to smile.
A man and a woman sit opposite each other, extending their hands back and forth, making repeated moves to each other.
After playing for a while, Yu Qing started to act cowardly, planning to let Xiao Hong gain the upper hand and crush him, but Xiao Hong was still there talking and laughing and giving him instructions, and he had to cooperate and continue the performance.
Just when he felt tired, nauseous, and almost overtaken by the poison, his eyes moved slightly, and he saw two people coming out of the road where they usually went to the main courtyard to eat, and it felt like they were taking a leisurely stroll.
One was the second-in-command of the Wen family, the housekeeper Wen Kui, whom he knew.
There is also a young man he has never seen before. He is gentle and elegant, with fair skin and delicate appearance. He is elegant and eye-catching in a green shirt. He looks like a jade tree in the wind at a glance. His every move has a sense of education infiltrated into his bones. He knows at a glance that he is not an ordinary person.