Xinzi Scroll, The Grass Tree in the Setting Sun, Section 49, Follow-up
Feng Ziying received the sweat towel from Ping'er, quickly tied it around her waist, and then told Baoxiang to leave quickly.
Doing such a thing, although it is a bit like drunken sex, but I already have a good impression of Siqi, and Siqi also has some interest in me, and I will eventually give them the identity of master and servant, but
I still feel a little uneasy in my heart.
After all, this is in the Rongguo Mansion. Look at the messy quilt on the bed. If you talk about it, it is "evidence of guilt".
Feng Ziying checked carefully. Although there was nothing serious, if someone looked carefully, they would still be able to see something wrong. Fortunately, the maids who were doing the laundry in the back room were aware of something and didn't know the details.
No worries.
The master and servant walked out of the door and walked along the road to the east corner gate. The carriages were parked in the special stable yard at the east corner gate. They almost ran diagonally across the entire Rongguo Mansion. Feng Ziying muttered as she walked over.
, I’m just afraid I’ll meet someone again.
As expected, as soon as I walked to the ceremonial door outside the deer-topped room in the middle courtyard, I met Yuanyang.
Feng Ziying also knew that Yuanyang and Si Qi had a very close relationship, so she broke into Si Qi's body and met her best friend, especially Yuanyang's eyes wandering around her, although she was sure that Si Qi could not tell such a thing.
Although I am an outsider, I still feel a little weak in my heart.
"I've met Uncle Feng." Yuanyang, who was dressed in crescent white and plain blue trimmed cotton vest, gave a formal blessing, with clear eyes and a light smile.
"Excuse me, Yuanyang, where are you going?" Feng Ziying could only stand still. In the past, when she saw Yuanyang, she would talk for a while. Today, we haven't seen each other for a long time. If she left with just a few perfunctory words, it would easily make people suspicious.
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"I just went to Dongfu. Our ancestor heard that Grandma Xiaorong of Dongfu was not feeling well, so she asked her slave to bring some medicine and take a look." Yuanyang responded.
"Oh? Brother Rong's daughter-in-law is sick?" Feng Ziying was surprised. Qin Keqing in "A Dream of Red Mansions" couldn't afford to be sick. Maybe this is the time to count the days, right?
But it feels as if history has shifted a long time ago, and the situation in Qin Keqing and even Ning Guofu is completely different from what is written in the book.
Not to mention the scolding of Juhu, Jia Zhen and Jia Rong were as afraid of Qin Keqing as a tiger, and they were deeply afraid of being involved in the disaster of losing their family and annihilating their clan. Jia Jing's situation was far beyond Feng Ziying's expectation. He was actually a close confidant of Prince Yizhong in the past, and now
He even fled to the south of the Yangtze River, probably to continue working for Prince Yohitada to make money.
"Well, it's because I feel a little unwell." Seeing Feng Ziying's concerned look and thinking of this gentleman's preferences, Yuanyang rolled his eyes at Feng Ziying angrily and reminded calmly: "Grandma Xiaorong has a weak body.
Uncle Xiao Rong was so accommodating and let her live alone in Tianxiang Building, just because he was afraid that she would be disturbed..."
Feng Ziying didn't know the connotation of Yuanyang's words. He just thought that if according to the book "Dream of Red Mansions", Qin Keqing got worse and worse after getting sick, and soon he ran out of oil and died. Countless red experts and scholars also gave birth to countless
There are many speculations, such as suicide, gynecological diseases caused by incest, etc.
But judging from the current situation, although Qin Keqing's life experience is special, she also abides by women's ethics. Well, the Ningguo Mansion almost regards her as a plague god, but they can't send her away, so they can only stay away from her.
"Then you need to be careful. Don't let a minor illness turn into a serious illness, otherwise it will be troublesome." Feng Ziying also kindly reminded me.
Yuanyang always felt that there seemed to be a deep meaning in Feng Ziying's words, and reminded him with some vigilance: "Uncle Xiao Rong will naturally pay attention. Uncle Feng, you will soon be the Prime Minister of Shuntian Prefecture. I'm afraid that your mind will fall on official duties. If you want to
Isn't it too much to worry about such trivial matters?"
Feng Ziying saw that Yuanyang's tone and expression were not kind, and then she realized that she seemed to have aroused the other party's defensiveness again. She smiled bitterly and wanted to explain, but when she thought about whether she had just slept with Siqi, she was going to say it now
The rest was too hypocritical, so I didn't bother to explain more: "Well, that's right. After having a drink today, it's time for me to do some serious work, so I'll leave first."
After saying that, Feng Ziying left straight away, which surprised Yuanyang. In the past, this man would talk to me for a long time when meeting him, but today it was like this. Did his words offend him, or was he really too busy with official duties?
Yuanyang was a little uneasy. Watching Feng Ziying leave quickly, she felt a little uneasy in her heart. She felt that her previous words might have really made the other party unhappy.
Feng Ziying left Rongguo Mansion in a hurry, without even saying hello to anyone, but Siqi returned to Zhujin Tower in a daze and fell asleep in her own room.
The huge changes and shocks from physical to psychological made it difficult for her to accept it for a while. How could she lose her body so mysteriously? What should she do in the future?
Lying in bed, all kinds of fears, worries, and panics were lingering around Siqi. She could only pull the quilt and cover her head tightly. Tears slowly seeped out from the corners of her eyes. She didn't remember until she had to wipe them with a sweat towel.
Uncle Feng took away his sweat towel, but left his personal sweat towel to himself, and there was also a string of jade beads.
Squeezing the jade beads tightly, Si Qi felt much more at ease.
At least this guy didn't admit his fault without lifting his pants, and he also promised that he would sort out the identity of himself and the girl.
Siqi also knew that she was broke now and could only go with Yingchun. Otherwise, if she stayed, she would not be able to find another person in the future. She also looked down on none of the servants in the Rongguo Mansion.
While I was thinking wildly, I heard Yingchun's voice coming from outside the door: "Where is your sister Siqi?"
"Sister Siqi said she felt unwell and went into the house to sleep when she came back." It was Lian Hua'er who answered.
"Oh? Siqi, why don't you feel well? Why didn't you go call the doctor?" Yingchun was still very concerned about her personal maid, so she hurriedly came in and asked.
Siqi didn't dare to get up. Firstly, his body was sore, and secondly, he shed tears just now. When he got up, Yingchun and the others would easily notice something strange. He pretended to hold up his body and said in a deep voice: "Girl, I'm fine, just lie down for a while."
Already..."
"It doesn't matter, why don't I ask the doctor to come and take a look?" Yingchun sat beside the bed. There was no light in the room, it was a bit dark, and Si Qi's face could not be seen clearly. "Lianhua'er, go and light the waiter.
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"No need, girl, I'll just lie down for a while." Siqi quickly stopped him: "In the afternoon, the slave girl went to see Uncle Feng. Uncle Feng drank some wine and just fell asleep. The slave girl went to ask Uncle Feng again. He asked
The servant told the girl to just rest assured. No matter what the eldest master did, he had his own strategy for dealing with it. Even if the master really wanted to promise the girl to the Sun family, he would eventually let the master or the Sun family cancel the engagement. Anyway, the girl would definitely be him.
people,..."
"Ah?" Yingchun was surprised, scared and happy, "Si Qi, did you really go to see Brother Feng again?"
"What should I do if I don't go? The girl has lost a lot of weight in the past two months. The slave girl also told Uncle Feng. Uncle Feng also specially asked the slave girl to tell the girl to relax, saying that he still likes the girl to be a little fatter. Don't become a
Rili frowned and looked old-fashioned, but he preferred the girl's smiling face..."
Si Qi faithfully conveyed Feng Ziying's words to Yingchun, but he concealed that they were the sweet words that Uncle Feng was riding on his body, and the person in those words was not just Yingchun, but his master and servant.
people.
Thinking of this, Si Qi also felt a fever in his ears. He had become so shameless, and actually recalled the previous scene again.
Especially when I thought about the various tricks and tricks that Uncle Feng used to trick his generals, which were worse than the things embroidered on the embroidered spring pouch that he accidentally picked up on the boat last time, but he still used them on himself.
Hearing her lover's words, Yingchun couldn't help but cover her hot cheeks.
In the past two months, my father seemed to have changed a bit. He used to often mention his marriage, but now he seems a little hesitant. It is probably because he saw Brother Feng returning to Beijing to serve as an official, and some changes occurred in his heart.
Yingchun sat next to Siqi's bed, and the master and servant murmured for a while, until the sky gradually darkened. When it was time for dinner, Siqi didn't dare to get up, and Lian Huaer was still there.
The meal was brought in and Si Qi ate it on the bed.
Over there, when Qingwen was waiting for Feng Ziying to take off her clothes and go to bed, she saw that Feng Ziying had changed the sweat towel on his waistband. Feng Ziying didn't pay attention to it, but just hid Siqi's sweat towel, but
Unexpectedly, there was a flaw here.
But Qingwen felt a shiver in her heart. As soon as this man returned to the capital, was he being targeted by some foxy family?
This sweat towel is not a popular commodity. You can tell at a glance that it is handmade by her daughter's family. Moreover, Qingwen also feels that the pattern and style are familiar, but she has been away from Rongguo Mansion for a long time and cannot remember for a moment what it is.
Who can make such skillful embroidery work, but it is definitely not the skills of Jin Chuan'er, Yu Chuan'er, Xiang Ling and Yun Shang.
However, Qingwen also knew how to deal with this situation. Feng Ziying finally realized it and broke out in a cold sweat.
If this is seen by Shen Yixiu or Baochai Baoqin, I'm afraid there will be another disturbance. Even if I can use the asymmetry of information between the two houses to lay an ambush, but with sisters Shen Yixiu and Baochai Baoqin Being shrewd, they will definitely use Qingwen, Xiangling and the others to investigate each other and find out.
Fortunately, this girl Qingwen is still aware of the overall situation and understands the importance. She reminds herself to avoid subsequent troubles.
Giving Qingwen a grateful look, Qingwen shrugged her nose arrogantly, turned away, and then took away the sweat towel and replaced it with one made by her. She would check it carefully after coming down. , whose is this.
