"Bao..." Qianqian wanted to say something, but Baoyu had already turned around and walked out. She opened the door and asked the maid outside to come in and help her continue changing her dressing.
"Oh, Miss Su, why are you crying?" The little maid who came in to help her change her dressing screamed when she saw her.
Qian Qian found that her face was covered with tears, which was really embarrassing.
She quickly wiped away her tears and lowered her head to think about it. She was already the mother of a five-year-old child, and it was really funny that someone still called her "girl".
Thinking about it, I don't know if it was the psychological effect of self-deprecation, but I actually laughed out loud.
The maid looked at her. Sometimes she was sad and shed tears, and sometimes she smiled happily. She was frightened for a moment.
The wound was quickly replaced with medicine, and the maid hurried out without saying anything.
Qian Qian stood up holding on to the bed and tried to take two steps. Although her calf still hurt, if she walked slowly, there shouldn't be any big problem.
This is all thanks to that golden elixir.
She couldn't continue to lie down in bed and rest after dawn. She hadn't exercised well in the past two days, and her limbs were a little stiff.
She walked out slowly and stood in the corridor on the second floor. Because there were several distinguished guests staying in the inn, all the original guests were kicked out and it was not open to the public.
In the whole inn, there are only Zhongzhou and Beijiang, plus three people from the Yun family, who are all guards. They all wear different clothes and are easy to identify.
There are guards upstairs and downstairs. It seems that this small inn is more heavily guarded than the palace.
"Thank you, young master, for taking me in." Suddenly, a hoarse woman's voice came from downstairs.
This voice has a nice timbre, but it's a pity that it's a little hoarse.
Qian Qian unconsciously walked to the railing and looked down to see who could say such a nice voice.
Seeing this, she was stunned again
Sitting at a table on the first floor were a girl, a boy, and a child.
The child is her son Baoyu. Now the child lowers his head and absentmindedly picks up the rice in the bowl with chopsticks without taking a bite.
No matter how precocious a child is, there will always be some childish little behaviors. For example, when Baoyu is in a bad mood, he likes to use chopsticks to pick up the rice in the bowl, and will be silent alone.
Shi Xun peeled off a few shrimps carefully and put them on the small plate in front of Baoyu. The small plate was full, and Baoyu didn't eat even one.