"My slave, your slave Xue'er, I have met the master!" Xue'er lowered her eyes, saluted respectfully, and raised her eyes to look at Mu Huai's book.
Mu Huaishu was in his thirties, and he didn't look very old, but he was quite energetic. When he saw Xueer, he raised his brows and said in a deep voice: "Which house are you from?"
"Come back, sir, I am Xue'er, the girl in the madam's room." Xue'er felt her hands were numb, her face could not help but blush, and the medicine bag in her hand was a little hot.
What's going on? This has never happened before.
"Oh." Mu Huaishu nodded after hearing her answer and asked again, "Is Madam's illness getting better?"
"Sir, everything is fine, madam."
"Oh..." Mu Huaishu glanced at her, sniffed again, and muttered, "Why is there a strange smell in the house?"
Xueer squeezed the medicine in her hand tightly and said hesitantly: "Master, sir, it must be the smell of medicine. You also know that the smell of medicine is here all year round, maybe it's the new ones that have been introduced recently."
Mu Huaishu studies medicinal materials. It is impossible not to know what medicine Wan Peining is taking. If he finds out...
Damn it! This Lianzi is so troublesome! After I go back, I have to teach her a lesson! Xueer gritted her teeth in her heart, but on the surface she was well-behaved and pleasant.
Seeing that Mu Huaishu had no further words, Xue'er bowed hesitantly: "Master, I have to boil the medicine for the second time for Madam. This medicine will take a long time to be effective, so I will leave first.
"
Mu Huaishu nodded.
Xue'er lowered her head, held the medicine bag and walked forward tremblingly. When she was walking to the threshold, she suddenly felt a weak foot, and something hit her knee. She was about to kneel down.
It fell to the ground and the dog ate its shit.
Fortunately, a pair of hands hugged her waist.
What came into view was Mu Huaishu's appearance. Xueer blinked and hurriedly rolled out of Mu Huaishu's arms, kowtowing: "You deserve to die!"
"Okay. Be careful next time." Mu Huaishu seemed to be in a good mood. He helped Xue'er up and sniffed Xue'er's hair again, smiling broadly: "What do you smell like? It's very fragrant.
"
...That's the smell of spices.
Xue'er shrank in fear, but there was an extra scent around the tip of her nose, but she couldn't place it. It was not the same kind of fragrance that she usually smelled...
Somewhat dizzy, she accidentally fell down again and was held in Mu Huaishu's arms.
"Old, Master..." Xue'er bit her lower lip. She was born with a pink face and a pair of innocent eyes looking at Mu Huai Shu. Coupled with the exciting fragrance, Mu Huai Shu
He leaned down, pinched Xue'er's chest, and smiled, "I told you to be careful."
"Xue, Xueer will be careful next time." The words she said were soft and weak, making people feel numb. Mu Huaishu felt like something was stabbing his heart, and he fainted.
That's right. Ever since he stayed at his second aunt's place every night, he had forgotten the smell of a young girl. His skin was filled with a light fragrance, which smelled good and comforted him.
Impulsively, he couldn't help but speak: "Come to the study to see me today. I have something to tell you, sir."
"Yes, Master." Xue'er lowered her eyes shyly, climbed up from his arms with a cry, and ran away timidly.
At the same time, someone immediately ran into the second aunt's yard.
