Chapter 170: A Little Turmoil

"Zhang Qinshi, is your body okay?" Fu Bo was the servant who followed the Snow Girl, and he was relatively close to Zhang Liang, he understood that this girl's body was not an ordinary illness, even if the current situation was better, but the foundation was still inferior to ordinary people. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info In such a cold weather, if you fall into the river, if you are contaminated with the cold, it is really-

This year, I was infected with wind and cold or something, but it could kill people.

"I'm fine, where's the Snow Maiden?" Zhang Liang also changed his title.

"Miss Xue doesn't know where she went, Master Zhang, you better hurry up and change your clothes in the room. "Fauber Road.

"Hmm. Zhang Liang nodded, but she didn't rush to leave, her eyes searched, obviously looking for someone, someone who should have been paying attention to her.

Fu Bo looked at Zhang Liang's appearance, and shook his head secretly in his heart, he knew who Zhang Qinshi was looking for, but his family's Miss Xue has always had an elusive temperament, and this time she made Zhang Qinshi miserable.

"......" is on the top of the pavilion that no one can see, the Snow Girl is standing on this floor, overlooking the scene below, when she sees Zhang Liang full of embarrassment, her heart moved, if you say that there is no distress at all, it is impossible.

Especially when she saw the pale lips on Zhang Liang's face, she couldn't help but clench her fists, she thought that the other party was just talking, but now it seems that she really doesn't know water, otherwise her body.

The Snow Girl suddenly narrowed her eyes, she remembered that Zhang Liang was born weak, and her behavior just now was not equivalent to going to Zhang Liang's half life.

As soon as she thought of this, Xue Nu didn't go downstairs at all, she knew that only by doing this could she keep Zhang Liang away from her.

But seeing Zhang Liang's figure disappear, the Snow Girl still called Fu Bo: "Go and prepare a bucket of hot water, urge her to bathe, and then help her prepare a bowl of ginger soup, forget it, except for me, others should persuade her not to drink, Fu Bo, you go to the kitchen with me." ”

"Yes, Miss Snow. Seeing the Snow Girl walking forward without looking back, Fauber had no choice but to follow behind, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. Since he is reluctant, why should he be so ruthless on the surface? The so-called people are old and refined, but women have needles in their hearts, even Fu Bo can't guess the meaning behind Xue Nu's move, but in his eyes, Zhang Liang was tossed miserably this time.

Zhang Liang, who was standing in the room and changed into a set of clothes, happened to receive a knock on the door from someone outside: "What's the matter?"

"Fu Bo said that he prepared hot water for Zhang Qinshi, please go and get rid of the cold on your body. Later, he will bring ginger soup, please wait in the room. "The people outside are in charge of the message.

"Thank you. Zhang Liang didn't think much about it, and casually agreed.

Her posture outside just now was purely for the Snow Girl, even if she didn't show up, but Zhang Liang knew that she must be standing on a high place and paying attention to herself, only the more embarrassed she was, the better.

Listening to Fu Bo's words, Zhang Liang calculated in his heart who probably gave the order, if it was the Snow Girl, then she would have a certain probability that she would come to meet her next, and there was also a certain probability that she would send someone to do this.

It depends on whether her performance outside just now was miserable or not, and whether it moved her.

Now it seems that there should still be some effect, depending on who sent the ginger soup.

Zhang Liang secretly thought about the candidate, judging from the angry appearance of the Snow Girl this afternoon, she felt that even if the Snow Girl was unbearable, most of them would be called Fu Bolai.

Thinking about it like this, Zhang Liang felt that there was no big problem, so he simply changed out of those wet clothes and bathed in the bucket.

In the cold and biting river just now, she was indeed a little unbearable, while cleaning her body, Zhang Liang could feel that something was wrong with her body, and she had a vague sense of foreboding in her heart: "Could it be that my body is already weak, and this time I originally wanted to pretend to be sick and sympathize, but I really got sick?"

If such a thing really happened, Zhang Liang would really cry and laugh now, she just wanted to pretend to be embarrassed to win sympathy, but she never thought that she would really have a serious illness because of this, wouldn't it be because of a small loss?

What's more, within a few days, it was the news that Yan Chunjun invited the Snow Girl to go to his mansion with him for a banquet, and if she was infected with the wind chill at this time, wouldn't it hinder the trip.

This is not to say that Zhang Liang is very interested in this Yan Chunjun's banquet, if it weren't for the fact that the Snow Girl was also among the invited guests, she would not have gone if she gave her daughter.

In the process of Zhang Liang's bathing, it was quiet outside, and no one came to disturb her, which made her very satisfied. However, even in this way, the quiet environment can still be somewhat destructive. For example, when she was out of the bath, there was a sudden noise outside.

For Zhang Liang, at this time, even if it was just a little bit of trouble, she would be extra vigilant and immediately put on her clothes, even if it was just covered, it was much better than being defenseless.

At this time, the people outside had already entered without knocking on the door, Zhang Liang was of course very angry at such a rude behavior of the visitor, and she directly reprimanded: "What kind of person!"

"It's me. ”

PS: After thinking about it, my procrastination seems to be getting worse and worse, and the remaining 400 words are dead and unwilling to write, so let's update it first. Happy National Day, late, I was in the hospital all day yesterday, and the time wasted, think about it, it's still wasted today.