Qingqing looked sideways at the bed. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Wen Jin was wearing underwear, his hair was untied, his body was only covered with a thin quilt, his face was flushed, and a damp cloth was attached to his forehead. Seeing this, Qingqing asked: How could you be sick like this, what did the doctor say?

Mrs. Ren replied: I have asked a doctor yesterday, and it is okay to ask and say yes. I thought it was okay, but the girl who took care of Wenjin this morning hurriedly ran to say that she was too sick to come, so I hurried to see it. I invited the doctor to see it again, and said that it was because of the high fever that the fire did not subside, and he also prescribed a prescription. But if this person doesn't wake up, how can the medicine get in?

Qingqing listened, and said to Qi Xuan, who was standing aside, "Qi Xuan, you come closer, try to wake up Wen Jin."

Qi Xuan wanted to step forward a long time ago, but because Mrs. Ren was there, he had to be rude, so he stood patiently, and after listening to the words at this moment, he hurriedly said: Yes, Niangniang.

Qi Xuan approached, leaned down and sat on the side of the bed, and called softly: Sister, Sister Wenjin, Sister Wenjin. Qi Xuan came to see you, why did you lie down, wake up.

Dye Zhi also came up and called together: Sister Wenjin, you should get better quickly, we are all worried about you.

Qi Xuan nodded and said: Dye Zhi is right, not only us, but even the mother and lady have come to see you. Sister Wenjin, it's not good for you to let your master worry about it, sister, wake up.

When he said the latter, he couldn't finish his voice, and he choked with tears.

Qingqing said: Okay, don't cry anymore. Wen Jin was just trapped by the demons in his heart, and he couldn't hurt his body, and when he figured it out in a few days, he would naturally be fine.

After hearing this, the girls turned around and nodded. Qi Xuan asked: Niangniang, sister, will she not wake up?

Qingqing said: Don't talk nonsense.

Qi Xuan knew that he shouldn't say it, and when he looked at Wen Jin again, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. Dye Zhi was delicate, and when he saw this, he said: Niangniang, madam, I'm afraid that Sister Wenjin won't be good at this time, Madame can't miss the girl's service, let them serve Madame, and let me take care of it.

When Qi Xuan heard this, he immediately said: What Dye Zhi said is that I will also stay, and it is better to have one more person.

After hearing this, Mrs. Ren said angrily: No matter how much you want to serve, you two are not needed. If you don't serve your own master, what use do you want!

Qingqing said: Mother, they also feel sorry for Wen Jin if they want to stay, I think they can stay. I don't need to be served, and besides, those palace maids in the courtyard are enough.

Mrs. Ren had no choice but to say: You say this to let people know that you are good to the slave, but you are suffering yourself.

Qingqing said: If my mother feels bad, I will often go to my mother's residence for the rest of the day to eat, drink and have fun.

Mrs. Ren smiled: "It's better this way."

The Qixuan dyeing branch hurriedly thanked the masters.

Qingqing walked out of the house, turned out of the courtyard door, and walked straight to the backyard. Chengli stood guard outside the door and hurriedly followed. The backyard has been renovated, but it still has a bit of appearance, the house that was cleaned up is on the right, the house where Chu Yun lives is on the left, separated by the courtyard wall, and the distance is only two people wide. To the left, the courtyard door was wide open, and Qingqing walked straight in, only to see Chu Yun sitting under the tree as he was yesterday, holding tea, pouring himself a drink, so uncomfortable.

Seeing the visitor, Chu Yun said with a smile: Come here, you will miss the distance.

Qingqing stepped forward and said: Look at your posture, you are welcoming me.

Chu Yun asked: What do you say?

Qingqing sat down and said: The courtyard door is wide open, and the tea has been boiled. As he spoke, he poured himself a full cup, took a sip, and said: The taste of tea has also changed, am I wrong?

Chu Yun smiled: Yes, I am waiting for you. This tea has already been boiled, wait, wait, you have made me wait for a long time.

Qingqing said: I'm here today, do I want to ask my son?

Chu Yundao: Let's talk about it.

Qingqing asked: Why is Gongzi willing to stay in Renfu?

Chu Yun took a sip of tea and said with a smile: Your wife wants to keep me, so I will keep her wishes. Why?

Qingqingdao: Indeed. I'm very curious, why did you, a beautiful scholar, end up in the drama troupe, and then enter the Ren Mansion, it doesn't seem simple.

Chu Yun asked rhetorically: Beauty, if you want to talk about beauty, you are.

After speaking, he said: As for where to go, I am used to it at will, there is a place to take it in, if you want to, you will stay, and then what will happen is a later story.

Qingqing said: If the son is really so casual, the time he will stay in the Ren Mansion will not be too long.

Chu Yundao: This doesn't sound very good, are you just looking forward to me leaving?

Qingqing sneered: It's not that I hope Gongzi will leave, but that Gongzi makes people have such a misunderstanding.

Chu Yun listened, smiled, took another sip of tea, and then said: Can this tea be okay today?

Qingqing didn't drink and said: It's not as good as yesterday's.

Chu Yundao: Yesterday's tea was bitter, but you said that.

Qingqing said: Although it is bitter, it is not bitter. Although this tea is sweet in the throat, it is bitter in the heart. Childe's tea here, it seems that I am no longer blessed to enjoy.

Chu Yun said with a smile: Where does the bitterness come from?

Qingqing said: This matter is not to blame on the son, but it is caused by you, and it is no wonder that people are jealous. I'm here today, and I just want to ask Childe, was what Childe said to Mrs. yesterday too ruthless?

Chu Yun asked: Is it a job, or is it a marriage?

Qingqing said: Naturally, it is about Wenjin.

Chu Yun smiled and said, "How is Wen Jin? Does it have anything to do with me? Isn't it because of this matter that the young lady is asking for the guilt?"

After hearing the words, Qingqing said bluntly: Exactly.

Chu Yun sneered: But he is really a good master who cherishes his slaves.

Qingqing said: What is it, I cherish Wenjin, so I came to ask clearly. If the son has no intention, please leave the Ren Mansion as soon as possible.

Chu Yundao: Ask questions, how did you get people here? Besides, it is your wife's intention that I stay, and as for how long, it is my business. If you're going to let me go because of that, I don't want to.

Qingqing said: Childe is a scholar, how can he look like a scoundrel?

Chu Yun said with a smile: Which one is my skin? It is clear that the young lady does not say good things. I've only been staying for a day and a half, and in less than two days, the master's family is about to expel people. Isn't that too rude?

But it sounded reasonable. Qingqing endured her breath, stopped arguing, and said: Okay, in the future, please ask the son to do it himself.

With that, he got up to leave. Chu Yunhu took Qingqing's hand and said: The fate of the world is like this, it is not that Mrs. Ren left me, nor that girl can trap me, but because of you, I stayed.

After saying that, he let go of his hand.

Qing Qing looked fixedly, Chu Yun turned his head with a smile on his face, and drank the tea slowly. Qingqing didn't want to stay any longer, so she hurried out of the backyard and walked straight to the round door of the attic.

What Chu Yun said made Qingqing scared and didn't dare to face it. Because this scholar in her eyes is too much like Chu Yun.