The brazier burning in the warm pavilion is booming, the faces of the people in the smoked cyan gauze tent are hot, and the small face that was still pale is red and bright at the moment, Fu Li Luo opened a pair of eyes in a daze, except that his body was a little weak and weak, and his spirit was much better than that in the flower hall.

"Miss, you're scared to death slaves. Manluo lifted half of the bed curtain, wrapped the brocade of gray squirrel skin around Fu Liluo's propped upper body, and hugged Fu Liluo tightly with a round face.

Manluo recalled the scene at noon, and was still frightened at the moment, staring at the blood red flowing in the snow with bulging eyes, and suddenly turned around, the pale man was like a butterfly with a dead leaf, shaking his long eyelashes, and lying under the eaves of the corridor like a gossamer.

Fu Liluo gently pushed away Manluo's pressed body, and raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes: "I'm fine! ”

Biting his lip, he suddenly felt that the corners of his mouth were chapped, and let the mangrove pour half a cup of tea and drink it clean, and Fu Liluo felt that the whole person was a lot more active under the warm tea.

Raised a pair of moist and clear eyes to look at the pear blossom window lattice, the heavy snow that was still rolling at noon, but at this moment, there were scattered stars, suddenly remembered that Xie Qianqian, turned his head and pulled the mangrove sleeve and asked: "Then Sister Qian'er is gone?"

Fu Liluo felt that he didn't have a good impression of Xie Qianqian, but he had a feeling of sympathy, although the time they got along was very short, but from Xie Qianqian's eyes, Fu Liluo saw tenacity and courage and sporadic loneliness and sadness.

Like her own shadow.

Manluo couldn't perceive Fu Liluo's state of mind at the moment, got up from the mahogany round table, took out a steaming celadon deep bowl, sat on the edge of the bed and pulled Fu Liluo's plain hand with a smile: "Miss Qianqian, the old lady, and the second lady all came to see Miss, just went out for a while, and the old lady specially instructed the small kitchen to stew white jade dumplings and soft rice porridge and send it, Miss, eat some quickly!"

Manluo sent the bowl to Fu Liluo...

Fu Li Luo propped up her forehead in a trance, staring directly at the white and crystal porridge in the porcelain bowl, but she couldn't raise her appetite at all.

After spitting out so much blood before, I guess my vitality has also been lost a lot, if only I could eat a pill that renews the spirit pill, Fu Li Luo frowned secretly, but Pian Pian threw the small porcelain bottle in a hurry at that time....

Fu Liluo was very annoyed in his heart, but he was petty and failed the man's heart.

Thinking that her pretty face was getting hot, she turned red in an instant, and she busily took the porcelain bowl from Manluo's hand, and muttered to herself: "What's so rare about a bottle of pills, if you lose it, you lose it..."

Manluo looked at her young lady's cheeks, and heard her say the pills, she couldn't help but smile, and rubbed her sleeve to find a small porcelain bottle.

The big round black eyes shone with a cunning light, and jumped away like a cunning rabbit, standing on the edge of the bed and winking and laughing: "Miss, is this what you are talking about?"

Fu Li Luo was flustered for a while, and then raised his hand to ask: "When did you pick it up?" and lifted the quilt again to get out of bed: "Give it to me quickly." ”

The bottom of my heart seemed to be swept by a warm current, and it was like the spring light of April, which suddenly brightened the whole dark heart.

"Miss finish the porridge first!" Manluo raised her eyes like a child and said, picked up the porcelain bottle and shook it, approaching Fu Li Luo's ear and whispering: "This bottle is full of pills, presumably General Dou must have wasted a lot of thoughts, General Dou is really very good to Miss!"

Fu Liluo's throat rolled, covered the corners of his lips with his bare hands and coughed a few times, and hurriedly handed the porcelain bowl to Manluo, his eyes instantly became cold: "What are you talking about! It's just a bottle of medicine..."

In the end, the voice became deeper and lower, and I lowered my eyes to see the hollow Huanghuali window lattice falling on the gold silk quilt, and the gold thread on it slowly fainted a touch of light....

Suddenly, the tassel curtain flicked, and Mama Shen leaned over her shoulders and came in sideways with a lacquered wooden tray on it, on which a thin porcelain cup was placed.

"Miss, drink this medicinal soup quickly. Mama Shen gently put the cup on the table, and stood on the edge of the screen: "The old slave stared at the small fire and boiled slowly for a few hours, Miss drink it quickly!"

Fu Liluo's heart was warm, and he hurriedly beckoned him to bring it over: "Mama has a heart." Reaching out to take the bowl and frowning, he raised his head and drank it all, inadvertently touching Shen Mama's cold fingertips, the palm that was cracked like old bark was full of red marks, Fu Liluo couldn't help but sink in his heart: "What's wrong with Mama's hand? Why is it all cracked like this?"

Raising his hand and pinching the candied fruit handed over by the mangrove, he squinted at the mangrove and said, "Didn't I say it last time?" Mama Shen is the same as Mama Hong, she only disciplines the little slaves and maids in the courtyard, and does not have to do other rough work. ”

Manluo flattened her mouth, stood aside, and felt some grievances in her heart, where did she ask Mama Shen to do those rough jobs...

"Miss, don't blame Miss Manna, she didn't ask the old slave to do it. Mama Shen hurriedly bent forward to defend the mangrove, a pair of withered vine-like hands hung down on her waist, lowered her head in panic, and whispered: "It's the old slave who can't be idle and wants to find something to do." ”

Fu Liluo knew that this Shen Mama was originally Gu Xi's mother's wife Shen Xingruo's personal mother, Shen Xingruo died in childbirth, and the mother-in-law and maid who served her were either sold by Yang Suqin, or driven to the side courtyard to do rough work, and many were tortured to death.

It's also fate, if it weren't for the fact that day when I saw Mama Shen being bullied in Huanyi Courtyard, I wouldn't have stood up for her, if I hadn't brought her back, it is estimated that I would have been killed by the vicious Yang Suqin!

Fu Liluo was very grateful to Mama Shen for her heartfelt and kindness, Fu Liluo reached out and stroked Mama Shen's cracked and bleeding palm, her eyes were warm like bright spring: "When Dr. Hu comes tomorrow, I will ask him to prescribe some ointment for you, Mama don't be too tired of herself, if the little girls are cheating and playing tricks, you can pick up the old man's pie and punish it, if you still don't listen to persuasion, you just tell Manluo, and Manluo will clean it up." ”

"Huh! The old slave wrote it down. Mama Shen's eyes filled with tears, and her body trembled deeper and deeper.

Manluo's originally aggrieved face, hearing that her young lady asked her to be the master of handling things in the courtyard, she happily raised her round chin, her small chest was bulging, and she was busy pulling up the corner of Shen's clothes: "Mama is skillful, the flowers in the court are beautiful, and Miss looks very fond of it." He touched Mama Shen's calloused hands and said: "Those rough jobs Mama arranged for Liu Er and them to do it, Mama just dodged and saw who dared to say it! If anyone is not convinced, I will be the first to tear her mouth." ”

Fu Liluo looked at the little maid and looked a little funny, and suddenly looked a little tired when she came up, so she waved her hand and asked Manluo to send Shen Mama out, and she planned to lie down and be lazy, but she didn't expect a refreshing smile to come from outside the shutter door:

"Sister Xi'er, are you feeling better?"

As soon as the jade beads were plucked, a red figure flashed in, Fu Liluo's thin hands curled slightly, and his voice was as warm as encroaching on the spring water: "Sister Qian'er, please sit down." As he spoke, he was about to get up.

"Sister Xi'er, lie down! Xie Qianqian reached out to take the tea cup handed over by Manluo, and waved her hand at Fu Liluo.

Fu Liluo stood up, took a wide pillow to cushion his waist, the roller shutter door blown by the cold wind creaked, and the cyan curtain behind the screen was also blown up, Fu Liluo stretched out his hand and pulled Xie Qianqian's gauze sleeve, and Li Vortex smiled lightly: "Sister Qian'er will stay in the house for a night today, and go back tomorrow?"

Fu Liluo looked at Xie Qianqian's thin clothes and felt a little distressed, and hurriedly took out the small hand stove plug in his arms and gave it to her.

"No, sister, I still have some things, so I'll go back today. Xie Qianqian's narrow eyes flashed, and a little warmth welled up under her eyes, and she also had a good impression of the stunning girl in front of her.

If she knew that she was a heinous female devil, she would definitely despise herself! Xie Qianqian's mouth pulled a wry smile, her ancient well-like eyes sank, and she put down the cup in her hand and got up: "Sister Xi'er is recuperating, sister will go back first." ”

Fu Li Luo also got up and put on his clothes neatly: "My sister sent my sister out." ”

Before Xie Qianqian could speak, Fu Liluo stroked her clothes and smiled lightly: "My sister has the right to go out for a walk and enjoy the snow scene." ”

Hearing Fu Liluo say this, Xie Qianqian also hooked her lips helplessly and smiled, and reached out to help her sideburns with pity.

"My sister is so beautiful. ”

Xie Qianqian praised from the bottom of her heart, and raised her eyes to see Fu Liluo take a very elegant pearl pendant and insert it into her hair.

Fu Liluo turned his eyes and smiled, walked behind the carved screen, took out a cherry-red brocade dress and handed it to Xie Qianqian: "This is a new one made by my sister a few days ago, if my sister doesn't dislike it, wear it!"

Xie Qianqian was stunned for a while, but she also took it happily: "Then my sister is disrespectful." ”

After a while, the two of them put on a snow poncho and slowly descended from the stone wall of the arch.

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At the entrance of Dongjie, which was less than a few zhang away from Otsuka's Mansion, a man in a dark blue brocade robe drove forward with a gloomy face, followed by a guard with a similarly unhappy face.

The guard's black veil covered his face, and only a pair of eyes like a deep pool poked out, and the pedestrians on the road and the drunkards who were lying in the wine shop shouted and drank glanced at them from time to time, and when they saw the man's knife-like eyes, they retracted their heads in horror.

The creaking sound echoed through the cold streets, except for the high and low shouts from the wine shops, only the small sound of snowflakes falling to the ground like dead leaves.

"General, isn't the Holy Lord going to pursue it?" the shadow stepped forward, and the black veil covering his face had already formed a thick layer of ice flowers.

Dou Xiaoyang's body froze, and he raised his eyes to look at the vermilion lacquer door in the alley: "The saint knows it in his heart, and wait! Anyway, the living and the dead are handed over, and the saint has said not to startle the snake, besides..."

Suddenly, the words stopped abruptly, Dou Xiaoyang hurriedly waved his hand, Teng's sideways flashed behind Bai Ju, a pair of phoenix eyes suddenly went up, and glanced at the vermilion gate fixedly...

The shadow followed Dou Xiaoyang's line of sight suspiciously towards the alley, and when he saw the face of the woman in red, the shadow's dark and deep eyes couldn't help but tighten a little: "General, isn't that Xie Qianqian from Meishamen?"

"Why did she come to Otsuka Zaifu?"

The shadow caressed the horse's back, reached out and brushed the broken hair from the corner of his eye, and stared at the bewitching woman in red like a candle...

After watching her walk around the five-foot alley of the small square platform, the shadow was busy raising her eyebrows and asking Dou Xiaoyang: "General, do you want to keep up?"

"No!"

Dou Xiaoyang curled his eyebrows, his slender fingers ran along the long curly hair of Bai Ju, and his eyes were deep: "It seems that this female demon is very familiar with Miss Gu of Otsuka Zaifu..."

But when he saw the red-clothed shadow that quietly disappeared, a handsome face suddenly dimmed: "You forgot, don't startle the snake..."