The thin morning light penetrated the layers of bed tents and reflected on my face, giving me a warm feeling that I had not experienced in a long time.
In the past few days, I can speak a few words intermittently when I wake up, but most of the time, the spiritual platform is still not clear.
Today, I feel that my energy is better and my body is not as heavy. I am very optimistic, thinking that in less than two days, I will be the lively Miss Ye Rong of the Ye family again!
It was boring to be unable to move. In desperation, I could only stare at the bed curtain with peonies above my head and think about life.
Sakyamuni attained enlightenment and became a Buddha under the Bodhi tree. Although I may not be as good as the Buddha, I may be able to attain enlightenment under the bed tent and become a great philosopher who has never been seen before or who will come after me!
But why do the twining branches of flowers look more and more like crispy puff pastry rolls? Why do the colorful and colorful peonies look more and more like crispy puff pastry chicken?
Unknowingly, I was drooling. Alas, I swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva that tasted bitter and medicinal.
Oops, I quickly rolled my eyes and looked around, okay, okay, I'm alone now. If people see the young lady from Ye Mansion swallowing her saliva, wouldn't it shame my father's old face and my eldest brother's handsome face?
Humph, it’s all those brave girls who secretly bullied me while I was sick and only gave me some white porridge for three meals a day!
However, strangely enough, after I woke up, the girl who served me personally was a girl named Chunxian. I never saw Qingqing again, and the other little girls were also very angry.
I was suddenly shocked. Didn't the elder brother really break Qingqing's leg?
When I meet my eldest brother later, I will ask him politely. Although Qingqing girl is not very clever, she has served me for four years, so I don’t want her to bear unwarranted punishment!
[The lady is coming]
At exactly the right time, my new personal maid, Chun Xian, yawned and entered my embroidery room on time.
As usual, she first cleaned my face with a handkerchief soaked in concoction, and then carefully straightened my middle coat.
At three o'clock in the morning, two familiar knocks on the door rang on time.
Suddenly, a trace of the fresh breath unique to early winter morning drifted into the embroidery room, accompanied by the "squeaking" sound of the door opening.
There is no concoction taste! It’s so good!
I seized the opportunity, opened my mouth wide, and took a deep breath...
Jiang Jiang closed his mouth and put on the most calm and indifferent look of a lady. Chang Mu, the miracle doctor, followed Chun Xian into my embroidery room.
Hee, Chang Mu is indeed an honest man - he never orders the girls of Ye Mansion, and his entourage carries the medicine box for him.
So, today, as usual, Chang Mu put the medicine box on the ebony small table gently and bowed to me.
"Miss Ye, Chang Mu is being abrupt." I recited silently in my mind.
really--
"Ms. Ye, Chang Mu is being abrupt." Her voice was still warm, and she didn't miss every word.
I looked at the blue-robed Chang Mu in front of me with a very sad look in my eyes - such a good-looking young man turned into such a serious old scholar. How many beatings must he have received? His father is so cruel!
"Dr. Chang, I've been hearing what you said for seven or eight days. Can you...can you change it?" Alas, I am so sick that I can't get out of bed or go out. I can't see the left side every day. These three or five people are really boring. Can't he change his words and let me hear something new?
Chang Mu lowered his eyes and bowed again, and answered seriously: "Miss Ye is absolutely right, please go back and think about it carefully..."
