After saying that, he whispered in Du Xiaoxiao's ear...
Du Xiaoxiao's eyes widened as she listened: "Mom, if dad finds out about this, it will be over!"
The eldest lady sneered: "She went out on her own to violate morals. How can we know what's going on at home?"
Du Xiaoxiao nodded. It seemed that she couldn't follow him out tomorrow. God knows how much she wanted to have the opportunity to be close to Shangguan Yuduo...
After thinking about it, Du Xiaoxiao suppressed her unwillingness and asked again: "Mom, I heard that she has some medical skills. What if I find out?"
"Xiaoxiao, is my mother that stupid? Don't worry, this medicine is colorless and odorless, even the Great Luo Immortal can't detect it! Tomorrow morning, remember to go in when no one is paying attention!" The eldest lady thought about what will be performed tomorrow.
It was a good show, and I couldn't help but feel happy.
The two people in the room talked some more before leaving.
Early the next morning, Du Yiqing found that the injury on his foot had healed and had scabs. It seemed that the medicine Shangguan Yu gave him was definitely a good medicine, and it had such a rapid effect.
Dressed neatly, after playing with the face for a while, the green color came in.
"Miss, you wash up by yourself again. Now my maid is at ease!" When Cuilu came in, she saw that Du Yiqing was fully dressed. Today, because she was wearing men's clothing, her hair was also in a simple bun. The lady had already done it herself.
Du Yiqing sat at the table and said with a smile: "I am here to reduce your work burden!"
What kind of burden is that? It's a duty, okay? If a maid doesn't serve her master, is she still a maid? Although the young lady always calls herself her sister, she feels in her heart that there is a hierarchy of dignity.
"Hey, the color of today's millet porridge is quite translucent!" Du Yiqing saw the millet porridge at a glance.
Cuilu calmed down and said with a smile: "This is what I cooked this morning. The master brought this porridge from Lincheng. He said it is fine millet! Miss, would you like to try it?"
"Yeah!" Du Yiqing also likes to drink these grains. They are good for the body.
With the porridge on his lips, Du Yiqing asked again: "Zeng Lanjun left yesterday, is everything okay?"
Upon hearing this, Cuilu immediately laughed and said, "No, I heard from the maids yesterday that Mr. Zeng left the mansion directly yesterday!"
Oh? That’s strange. Zeng Lanjun must have suffered from his own pain, right? But these are not enough. Don’t forget, Du Yiqing, the real Du Yiqing was kicked to death by him. One human life, this
Just the beginning...
After eating the millet porridge, Du Yiqing felt that it tasted particularly good. This ancient food was definitely better than modern food, at least it was green and natural!
After eating, Du Yiqing drank another bowl and gave up when she heard the person at the door saying that Shangguan Yu was here.
After the master and servant finished packing and left Du Mansion, they saw two carriages, one black and one white, parked at the door.
Is this? Du Yiqing and Cuilu looked at each other.
Then I saw Mo walking over and said, "Miss Du, please get in the car. We have to leave early today. Otherwise, we have to come back one at a time. Plus the time on the road, I'm afraid we won't be able to make it in time!"
Du Yiqing nodded. She went there and had to perform an operation on Abu's father. After the operation, she had to observe whether there were any adverse reactions... The time was tight no matter how hard it was.
Just as he was about to follow Sue Mo into the carriage, Zeng Lanjun, dressed in white, blocked Du Yiqing from the carriage over there.
"Qing'er, why don't you get into your husband's carriage?" Zeng Lan's handsome hand stood in front of Mo, cutting off Du Yiqing's way to get into the carriage.
What kind of trouble is this? Fortunately, she asked Cuilu in the morning and said that he would go back. She was still surprised that Zeng Lanjun was easier to talk to now. Didn't she expect him to be waiting for her here?
Du Yiqing's face remained unchanged and she said in a calm voice: "Mr. Zeng, when you go to Abu's place, it doesn't matter who takes the same carriage. Mr. Zeng, please don't be too rigid about trivial details, right?"