The national teacher went to see Xue Huaijian early in the morning, pushed open the door and went in, and found him lying on the desk motionless, as if he was asleep.

The window sash in front of him was ajar, and the wind was blowing in from outside, carrying the rain. The raw propaganda spread out on the table was already wet. The national teacher stepped forward softly and asked, "Does your head still hurt?" while reaching out to close the window.

The rain outside is getting heavier.

Raindrops hit the windows with a noisy sound.

Xue Huaijian raised his head and looked at the closed window. Although it was daytime, the room was a little dark as soon as the window sash was hidden. He rubbed his temples twice vigorously and said, "It doesn't hurt now." ”

The national teacher nodded, went to the side and lit the lamp: "The wound on your head is an old injury, although it seems to be completely healed a long time ago, but there is still a damage in it." ”

"Otherwise, you wouldn't be unable to remember anything about what happened when you were a child. The national teacher said softly, while the light was on, he approached his face and looked at his face, "Well, it looks much better than a few days ago." ”

"How many hours did you sleep last night?"

"Intermittently, about two or three hours. ”

"It's still too little. The national teacher shook his head, "If you don't sleep well, where is it considered to recuperate." ”

Xue Huaijian smiled bitterly and did not speak.

The national teacher suddenly asked, "Are you always awakened by nightmares?"

Xue Huaijian let out a soft "um".

The national teacher immediately said, "What kind of dreams are they?"

Xue Huaijian lowered his head and looked at the wet rice paper on the table, and his tone was a little confused: "I can't remember clearly when I wake up." ”

The national teacher said "yes" and didn't ask any more. The sound of rain outside the window was getting louder and louder, and there seemed to be a faint thunder in the sky. Father and son were silent in the dimly lit room.

After a while, the national teacher broke the silence: "The affairs of the Liuhe Sect have been almost cleaned up, and there are six princes busy on the side of the Restoration Army, so you just have to recuperate and don't have to worry about anything." ”

Xue Huaijian was like a child, and lay back on the table.

The national teacher patted him lightly on the shoulder: "It's okay left and right, the hour is early, go back to bed and sleep." ”

He responded obediently, but his body did not move.

The national teacher looked helpless and smiled.

Xue Huaijian said: "I always live here, so I won't cause you trouble." When the rain stops, I'll go back. "Zhenyi Division, Hou Mansion, he has more places to live.

But when the national teacher heard this, he said: "I am a handful of years old, since I know that you are unwell, if I can't see you all the time, won't I have trouble sleeping?" I don't know how long I can live...... His voice gradually became softer, and then he sighed, "You can live in peace." I've lived with me since I was a child, and now it's time to start a family, can I still think of you for causing me trouble? ”

The national teacher said a call, opened the door and went out.

A wind came in and blew out the lights in the house.

Xue Huaijian was still lying on the desk.

Heavy rain screamed in my ears.

His heart sank to the bottom.

He heard thunder.

But now, he no longer subconsciously reaches out to cover his ears. He didn't even notice the moment the thunder sounded. Those nightmares, those nightmares about thunderstorm nights, no longer haunted him when he was awake.

Outside the door, it was pouring rain.

The national teacher stopped in the corridor.

The white rain curtain outside the corridor connects the heavens and the earth.

The national teacher had a calm face and stared at the heavy rain without saying a word.

Thunder and lightning.

That kid -

It seems that there is no longer a fear.

Is it finally grown into an adult who is not afraid of thunder, or is it ...... Has he been able to face the thunderstorm in his heart?

The national teacher stood in the wind, his sleeves wet by the rain.

The thunder faded away.

Qi Ying put down the hand that was covering Xiao Qi's ears.

Xiao Qi said, second sister, I'm not afraid of thunder, I'm already an adult.

Qi Ying's face was expressionless, and she didn't refute her words, but said, "Continue to practice calligraphy." ”

Xiao Qi's words are actually very well written. She is willing to endure hardships and practice diligently, and Qi Ying feels that she is not as good as her when she is young. But let her praise Xiaoqi, but she didn't know how to speak.

Xiao Qi practiced calligraphy with a pen.

She just pondered.

This boast of people, how to praise it, and where to praise it.

However, after thinking about it for a long time, she still couldn't figure it out, and couldn't help but slander: If she is too slight at this time, she will definitely be able to open her mouth and praise, and she will not stop praising a hundred words.

It's so hard to be a human sister.

Qi Ying sighed silently, and suddenly heard the big girl outside shouting about herself.

"What's wrong?" she raised her voice, but her tone still sounded cold.

The big girl swallowed her saliva, lifted the curtain and came in and said, "The concierge sent a post." As she spoke, she stepped forward and handed the things in her hand to Qi Ying.

Qi Ying took it over, opened it, and her face changed.

The big girl was a little surprised.

She had been on duty in this courtyard for several years, and it was the first time she had seen her own girl with such an expression.

After a moment of silence, Qi Ying waved her hand and let her out.

The opened invitation card was still in her hand, and Qi Ying's face became more and more ugly.

Xiao Qi called softly, "Second Sister".

Qi Ying touched her hair: "It's nothing, you continue to write." "On weekdays, Xiao Qi comes in the evening, or at night, and after coming, the two of them read and practice calligraphy together, and then eat together. After a few times, I got to know each other a lot. Last night, Xiao Qi was late for reading and sleepy, so she asked people to stay overnight.

When she got up early this morning, she stared at Xiao Qi practicing calligraphy.

I thought that I would finish writing early and have leisure in the afternoon, so I asked Xiao Qi to take her to see the medicine garden that Xiao Qi was taking care of.

Who knows, at this time, someone will give her a post and invite her out.

Qi Ying looked at the words written on the post and stood up.

The post of the sixth prince Yang Jue, she can't push it.

I'm afraid it won't work if I don't pretend to be sick.

Holding the post, Qi Ying lifted the curtain and went out. It was still raining outside, and the maids were avoiding needlework under the porch, and when they saw her come out, they hurriedly put down their work and came forward to ask for instructions.

Qi Ying picked a smart one out, handed her the things, and asked her to go to Jixiangyuan and show them to Taiwei.

Taiwei has been closed for the past few days, and even Xiao Qi has not seen her.

But since Yang Jue's post is here, she has to go again, so she must have learned that it will be too quiet.

Qi Ying looked at the sky and asked the little maid to go quickly.

The little maid opened her umbrella and rushed into the rain. She is small, but she is extremely fast. Even though it was still raining, she made it all the way to half the time of her usual day.

After entering Jixiangyuan, she saw Changxi, the big girl beside Taiwei, and hurriedly shouted: "Sister Changxi!"

Changxi looked at it fixedly, and recognized that it was the person next to Qi Ying, and was slightly surprised.

After taking the things, she personally sent them in to Taiwei.

Taiwei got up in the middle of the night, and he would be writing at his desk again.

Changxi walked over gently, put down the post, and said, "Girl, the second girl sent someone to send it, saying that I want you to take a look at it and take it back." ”