Although Song Qinghuan was asleep, he could still hear the sound. He responded like a cat and stopped making any sound.
After a night passed, Wei Yutang was still thinking about yesterday's events. Even though he had thousands of words in his heart, he didn't know how to express them.
He pursed his lips for a while before saying with a look of shame on his face: "It's all my fault. If I hadn't invited you to Lishan on a whim, you wouldn't have caught the cold."
I won't meet Xiao Ci and have the same incident as yesterday.
There was no sound coming from the other side of the screen, and Wei Yutang's heart was rising and falling. He was talking to himself, and then he left another box of silk candies before leaving.
It was already dark when Song Qinghuan regained her energy. Seeing that her fever had subsided, Tuxue Xunmei helped her scrub her and got some light porridge water from under the stove.
Song Qinghuan didn't eat a grain of rice all day long, but he drank several bowls of medicine, leaving a bitter taste in his mouth.
After barely finishing a bowl of porridge and breaking into a sweat, I became energetic.
Leaning slantedly on the heated kang, he sighed: "He is indeed a body of a thousand pieces of gold. The slightest bit of wind and cold can make him tortured to death."
Texue moved the dining table away, and Xunmei covered her lips and giggled: "Girl, I don't even know that I'm sleeping today, but you scared our future uncle to death with just a cold wind."
As he spoke, he imitated what Wei Yutang said across the screen in a decent manner, and then said again: "The future girl is afraid that her mouth will be bitter after taking medicine, so she specially brought a box of Wosi Candy."
Come."
The red-lacquered box was full of Wosi candies. Xunmei stared at Song Qinghuan, whose face was not red and her heart was not beating, and said: "Girl, please try it and see if this candy is much sweeter than our own."
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Song Qinghuan was in a daze during the day, as if he remembered Wei Yutang's appearance, but the memory was not accurate. Seeing Xunmei making fun of herself, he was not annoyed. He reached out and squeezed a Wosi candy and stuffed it into her mouth, laughing and cursing.
: "No one in the whole Lanyue Pavilion is as noisy as you."
Then he ordered: "Let someone send him a message, saying that I am fine and there is no need to worry."
"Hey." Xunmei responded with a smile, running as fast as a rabbit.
Texue removed the dining table and saw that no one was in the room. Then he came to Song Qinghuan and said, "Miss, I see that Third Young Master Wei seems to be full of worries today, and his face is not very good."
After a pause, he added: "I wonder if there was a misunderstanding yesterday."
Although there was no open flame between Wei Yutang and Xiao Ci, the secret confrontation was so subtle that it still made people see something.
Although Taxue knew that Song Qinghuan had some friendship with Xiao Ci, the relationship between the two had never been more than half an inch, so he believed in them.
But something like that happened yesterday, and seeing Wei Yutang in this state, I had the courage to remind him.
Song Qinghuan immediately understood the meaning of Taxue's words. He lowered his eyes and said nothing, only twisting the hem of his clothes casually.
After a while, he finally said: "I understand."
Since he is determined to marry Wei Yutang, he will no longer have anything to do with Xiao Ci from now on. Not only Xiao Ci, but all men will have to stay away.
Song Qinghuan is a very sensible person and can understand clearly what he wants and what he cannot tolerate.
Having made up his mind, he asked Texue to spread the four treasures of the study.
She wanted to express her stance to Wei Yutang, but the things in her head were limited, and she didn't know what to write. She stayed up until midnight and couldn't bear it anymore. The raft was still completely white, but she had already fallen asleep on the couch.
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Xiao Ci came into the house in the middle of the night, and there was still a lamp on the corner of the couch.
The man didn't sleep at all.
He smiled softly and sighed: "With such a temper, I might even ask someone to carry it and sell it without even knowing it."
Song Qinghuan had a high fever for a day today, which has subsided now. The swelling on her back has gone away, but the bluish-purple swelling has become more severe.
Xiao Ci didn't waste any time. He still took out the enamel box and carefully applied the ointment on it.
After sitting there for a while, he saw that it was getting late, so he left.
When I left, I wanted to leave the plaster behind, but after a moment of hesitation, I finally put it in my arms and took it away.
Song Qinghuan woke up one night and felt that he had had that dream again. Thinking of the gentle look in the dream, he couldn't help but blush and his heart beat up.
Of course, she kept this kind of thing in her heart and never said it to the outside world.
I had a day's rest yesterday, but today the wind and cold have improved, but I still asked Taxue Xunmei to coax me to drink the medicine.
When the bowl of medicine was empty, she didn't even frown, but Xunmei eagerly held up the box and said, "Girl, eat some sweets."
A box of Wosi candy looks very nice there.
Only then did Song Qinghuan remember Wei Yutang. He reached out and took one, put it in his mouth, wrapped his shoes and sat down in front of the desk.
Staring at the plain white raft, my mind was still blank.
After thinking about it, she called Xunmei: "Go and invite the second girl. Tell her that I have something to ask her for."
Xunmei deserved a shout and ran very fast.
Song Qingyan came very quickly. On weekdays, if Xiaoyun didn't go out to socialize, she would stay in her yard and work as a female celebrity, or read and write to pass the time.
The bitter smell in the room had not dissipated yet, and she frowned as soon as she entered the room.
"Sister, she's not feeling well yet. She should rest more and don't work too hard."
He added: "There are shopkeepers from the same house in the Diazhuang Pavilion who are watching over us. Nothing will go wrong."
Why did Song Qinghuan worry about sharing the same residence in the Dianzhuang Pavilion?
The business of these two shops has already improved, and the shopkeepers at both ends are very good at things, so they are not afraid of anything going wrong.
She waved to Song Qingyan: "Come here quickly, this is not a matter in the shop."
Song Qingyan walked closer and saw that the plain white raft was still plain white.
I couldn't help but wonder, "What is this?"
Song Qinghuan didn't feel embarrassed and said bluntly: "Taxue said, Brother Wei San came to see me yesterday and I didn't look well. I thought about writing him a poem or something to calm him down."
"Ah?" Song Qingyan was startled. She had been raised in a boudoir since she was a child, and she had never seen those messy story books or those crazy things about men and women told in teahouses and restaurants.
Therefore, I was a little surprised by Song Qinghuan's behavior.
Although Song Qinghuan has the body of a eldest lady, Xinzi grew up in the marketplace. The stories about love between men and women that the storytellers talked about often included letters conveying love, so she didn't think it was a big deal.
What's more, if the old lady of the Wei family hadn't gone first, she would probably be a serious member of the Wei family now.
He then said, "Please help me think about it. Is there any poetry I can write about? I, my mind is full of accounts and I can't think of anything."
Song Qingyan stared at Song Qinghuan for a while, then her face turned red and she said angrily: "How did I know?"
But as soon as it came to my mind, a sentence popped out: "The king's heart is like a rock, and my concubine's heart is like cattails. The rock has no transference, but the cattails are as tough as silk."
