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Ye Qinglan lowered her eyelids and avoided his gaze.
She had seen this kind of casual look of concern since she was little. This guy named Yushu clearly had a youthful yearning for the original Sister Lan.
People in ancient times were accustomed to marrying early, and there were not many people who got married and became fathers at the age of fourteen or fifteen. Although she looks immature now, in the eyes of young people, she is still a slim girl...
The wife also noticed Yushu's attention to Ye Qinglan, and quickly glanced at Yushu without saying anything.
The young man in brocade robes named Yuan Zhou frowned slightly when he heard the screams coming from outside, and asked calmly: "Mom, what mistake did Mother Zhou and Ruixue make?" The two of them are considered decent.
This servant was scolded in front of so many people. Of course there are some reasons.
The wife said lightly: "The two of them were not careful, and they actually let Sister Lan drink the apricot flower scented dew by mistake."
The two teenagers changed their expressions together and blurted out almost at the same time:
"Third sister, how are you now?"
"Cousin, are you okay now?"
Yuanzhou is Sister Lan's biological brother, so it is understandable that he is so concerned and anxious. Yushu is just a cousin, but he is even more anxious than Yuanzhou.
Ye Qinglan responded timidly: "Thank you for your concern, eldest brother and cousin. It's all my fault for being careless and causing everyone to worry. I vomited for a long time just now, but I'm much better now."
Cousin Yushu rushed to speak again: "Cousin, you are so weak, you should go back to rest early and get well, otherwise you will not be able to hold on when you return to the capital in a few days..."
The wife coughed twice, neither serious nor serious, and interrupted his rambling: "Okay, Sister Lan, go back and rest first! If you have anything to do, wait until you feel better."
Ye Qinglan lowered her head in response and quietly retreated. Without raising her head, she could feel the burning gaze of the young man named Yushu staring closely at her.
Sister Lan's suicide, could it have anything to do with him?
Ye Qinglan was thinking secretly, and suddenly felt that there were two eyes staring closely at her. She used subtle sideways movements to quickly glance behind her, but found nothing.
At this time, Zhou's mother and Ruixue had also endured twenty boards.
The woman who was holding the cane roughly untied the rope, and the two of them endured the severe pain and stood up reluctantly. No matter how careful they were, the wounds on their bodies were inevitably affected. Zhou's mother screamed in pain, and Ruixue also shivered in pain.
He was sweating, but he bit his lip and didn't say a word.
Ye Qinglan developed a good impression of the stubborn Ruixue, and her tone became gentle unconsciously: "Ruixue, Mother Zhou, can you two still walk?"
"My slave is rough and dirty, these twenty dollars are nothing." Ruixue gritted her teeth and replied, "Don't worry, Miss, we will go back right away."
Zhou's mother had no choice but to reluctantly agree: "Yes, go back first."
According to the rules, Ruixue led the way, and Zhou's mother accompanied Ye Qinglan. As soon as Ye Qinglan raised her head, she could see Ruixue's back with faint blood stains. With the slight movement of her arms, there was even more and more blood.
More blood seeped out.
Zhou's mother was not much better, her bun was tilted to one side, her face was full of tears, and she was in a miserable state.
Ye Qinglan felt an inexplicable astringency in her heart and deliberately slowed down her pace.
The three masters and servants were speechless all the way, and finally managed to get to the courtyard. Guiyuan was waiting anxiously at the entrance of the courtyard, and came to greet her from afar. When she saw Ruixue and Zhou's mother looking embarrassed, her face turned pale.
, asked in a panic: "Mother Zhou, sister Ruixue, what's wrong with you?"
Where did the two of them still have the energy to reply?
Seeing that Guiyuan was about to cry out of fear, Ye Qinglan calmed down and ordered in a deep voice: "Guiyuan, go and boil some hot water, and move faster." Then he turned to Zhou's mother: "There is a specialist in falling medicine in the house.
Any medicine for injuries?”
Mother Zhou nodded laboriously.
"That's good. I'll wash my back with hot water later, and you two can apply some medicine to each other. Take a good rest for the next two days, and then get out of bed when you're well. I'll just have longan to take care of you." Ye
Qinglan's words were concise and straightforward, which was very different from the docile and cowardly person in the past.
Fortunately, no one noticed her abnormality at this time. Zhou's mother, Ruixue, nodded casually and helped each other back to the house to rest.
There was finally no one around.
Ye Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the edge of the bed in a daze for a while. Then she cheered up and stood in front of the dressing mirror, looking at herself carefully.
I only took a quick glance at it just now and felt that this appearance was very similar to my previous life. Now that I looked carefully, I realized that there are actually many subtle differences.
In the previous life, I was beautiful and yet heroic, exuding the confident and mature beauty of a woman in every gesture. But the Lolita in the mirror had not yet fully grown her eyebrows, but was soft and beautiful, standing there quietly, like a
The orchid is in bud, making people unable to bear to look away.
She is so beautiful at a young age, but in a few years, she will become a disaster.
Ye Qinglan admired it narcissistically for a long time, then withdrew his gaze with satisfaction, and began to think about his future life. Since he had taken on this identity to survive, he had to quickly figure out the surrounding situation. He was always so passive like today.
no.
Dusk was sinking in the west, leaving only a few wisps of red clouds on the horizon.
The little maid who served the meal brought dinner, which consisted of six dishes and one soup. Four meat dishes and two vegetarian dishes, plus a hot bowl of red dates, wolfberry and lotus seed soup.
After struggling for a long time, this little body was already tired and hungry. Although the sweet and sour fish was a little salty and the braised pork ribs were sweet and the stir-fried vegetables were a little cold, Ye Qinglan was still full. When she put her chopsticks down, there was something on the plate.
The meal was almost half missing.
Guiyuan looked a little dumbfounded, her mouth opened unconsciously and she forgot to close it. The young lady's appetite has always been very small, how did she become so able to eat now?
Ye Qinglan ordered as if nothing had happened: "Take the food away!"
Guiyuan responded: "I'll take you away now. Mother Zhou and Sister Ruixue must be hungry too." After saying that, he neatly packed up the food and left. He acted so skillfully, it seemed that he usually shared the rest of the master's food.
It has become a common practice,
Ye Qinglan was embarrassed for a moment, and then comforted herself, respecting the living habits here. Take everything in stride and don't make a fuss.
Then, she forced herself to adapt to being washed and washed by a girl in her mid-twenties, without even having to take off her clothes.
However, Guiyuan's movements are not very skillful. It seems that she is not the one who usually does the personal service.
"Guiyuan, go and light an incense stick. Sandalwood would be best if you have it."
The bright candlelight kept dancing. Ye Qinglan was sitting on the bed wearing soft white single clothes, her eyes were calm and deep, shining with a strange brilliance.
Guiyuan didn't notice these slight abnormalities and hurriedly ordered some sandalwood.
Within a moment, the faint fragrance of sandalwood spreads. The fragrance is not strong, but light and long, making people relax unconsciously.
"Guiyuan, come here and talk to me." The slightly childish girl's voice was unexpectedly smooth and gentle.
Guiyuan was unprepared. She sat on the footrest beside the bed with a smile, raised her head and said, "Miss, are you feeling better now?"
Ye Qinglan hummed and chatted with her casually for a few words. After Guiyuan relaxed, Ye Qinglan suddenly smiled and her tone suddenly changed a little strangely: "Guiyuan, look at me."
Guiyuan raised his head obediently and was caught off guard by a pair of unusually bright eyes, and his mind suddenly went blank.
I only heard a gentle voice: "You must be tired now... your whole body is very tired... you can't open your eyes... you are going to sleep..."
As he kept repeating these words, Guiyuan's eyes gradually became dull and his mouth opened slightly.
Ye Qinglan patiently repeated it several times. After confirming that Guiyuan had entered the hypnotic state, he relaxed slightly. [e=《华裳》]
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