"Auntie, freshly boiled sour plum soup. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Tassel puts the bowl next to Jun Niang."

"Auntie, forgive the slave and the maid for talking too much, why is your face getting worse and worse these days." Tassel said worriedly.

Jun Niang was originally thinking tired, and asked the maid to give the hair to relieve the headache, but suddenly her mind sank, dismissed the maid, and asked: "Tassel, when did I start eating sour plum soup." ”

Tassel wrenched his fingers and counted: "It's strange to say, although my aunt loves to eat sour plum soup a few days ago, there are only two small bowls a day." In the past few days, I have somehow become greedy, and I have to eat seven or eight bowls a day. ”

Tassel said that even he felt that something was wrong. looked at Jun Niang suspiciously.

"You also noticed something was wrong?" Jun Niang asked rhetorically. Thinking about it, the fetus in the womb in the past few days is not as lively and active as before, and I am also tired and sleepy.

Thinking about it like this, I felt a cold sweat break out on my back. Every day, he has Fuzhong Langzhong to diagnose the pulse and stabilize the fetus, and even the decoction of Yiying is drunk according to Langzhong's instructions.

If it weren't for Langzhong's medical skills, it would be ......

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Jun Niang's forehead, and she only felt panic in her chest, and she made a few evil sounds.

"Auntie, are you okay?" The tassel was frightened and hurriedly stroked Jun Niang's back, and poured a glass of water for Jun Niang.

Jun Niang grabbed the tassel's hand and explained in a low voice: "You quietly give this sour plum soup to the fourth lady." ”

Tassel Leng muttered in place: "Fourth Miss? ”

"Remember to be careful not to be seen." Jun Niang solemnly reminded.

The tassel answered, and helped Jun Niang to bed. I heard Jun Niang keep muttering cold in her mouth. Tassel took two more quilts and covered them with Jun Niang.

At dinner time, most of the people in the house were waiting for the master to eat.

Tassel put the sour plum soup in the food box and quietly walked towards Yiyunxuan.

Tassel looked around vigilantly, making sure no one was following. He came up and knocked on the door.

"How are you?" It was Fu'an who opened the door. I was also taken aback when I saw that it was a tassel.

"Sister Fu'an, my aunt asked me to come to Miss Four." Tassel explained anxiously, and as he spoke, he drilled into the yard. I'm afraid that if I'm one step slower, someone will find out.

Fu'an turned sideways to welcome the tassel into the house, and ordered the people in the courtyard to keep an eye on the courtyard gate carefully.

"Miss, the tassel of Qiu Shuangju is here." Fu'an leaned over and said in Ye Xuan's ear.

Ye Xuan's mind moved, this Jun Niang is also a smart person, and after entering the house, she pretended not to know herself according to the explanation, and only blindly approached Mo Shi's mother and daughter. Today, he actually sent his henchmen to come quietly, presumably something happened that could not be handled.

"Slave tassel to the fourth lady to say goodbye." Tassel salutes respectfully. Under the shadow of the lamp, Ye Juan held a scroll, quiet and elegant.

This fourth lady has always been a loner in the Ye Mansion. Why did a good aunt come to her?

"Get up. Is there anything wrong with your aunt asking you to come? Ye Wan continued to look at the book without squinting.

"My aunt asked the slave to send a bowl of sour plum soup." Tassel handed the food box to Fu'an.

"Sour plum soup? Didn't let you bring anything? Ye Xuanhu said suspiciously. Besides, few people know about the relationship between the two, even if they want to send sour plum soup, it should be sent to Bixia Pavilion, not their own Yiyunxuan.

"Nope. It's just ......" Tassel looked at Fu'an, who was guarding the side, and looked like he wanted to say something.

"It doesn't matter. If you have something, just say it. Ye Juan replied.

"My aunt's body has been getting weaker and weaker recently. Recently, I have always been greedy for sour plum soup. So ......" Tassel briefly explained what happened.

Ye Xuan's gaze moved away from the book, and his eyes looked at the dark brown liquid in the blue floral porcelain bowl on the table: "I know." You go back first. I'll let you know when there's a message. ”

Seeing that Ye Juan said so perfunctory, Tassel only thought it was a prevarication, and hurriedly kowtowed and begged: "I beg the fourth lady for mercy, save my aunt, and save your own nephew." ”

Ye Juan snorted coldly: "My nephew? His aunt is Ye Zixi, the eldest lady of Ye Mansion. ”

"Fu'an, send off."

The tassel wanted to beg again, but when he saw Fu'an glaring at him, he quickly shut his mouth. Wiping away tears, he got up and left.

"Sister Fu'an, you have to help our aunt. Say a few kind words in front of the fourth lady. The tassel grabbed Fu'an's hand as if grasping a life-saving straw and pleaded.

Fu'an was kind and soft-hearted, and when he saw that no one suffered, he patted the tassel's hand and comforted: "Don't worry." My young lady is a cold-faced and hot-hearted person. You can rest assured. I'll let you know when there's news. In addition, let Aunt Jun be careful for the past two days. ”

The tassel nodded yes. Fu'an sent the tassel to the courtyard gate, looked around carefully and saw that I was strange, and hurriedly pushed the tassel to go back quickly.

"Miss, what do you mean by this Aunt Jun sending a bowl of sour plum soup?" Asked with a rare opening.

Ye Juan chuckled and replied: "Aunt Jun is also alert, as soon as she notices a difference in her diet, she comes to me for help." ”

Fu'an pouted and said: "Even if she still has some vision, she knows that our young lady is the most kind-hearted in the Manchu Mansion." ”

Yin Yi looked at the master and servant who were playing dumb riddles with some anxiety, but it was not easy to ask.

Ye Juan glanced at Fu'an, and Fu'an comprehended Yinyi to explain the previous cause and effect.

Ye Juan looked at Yinyi's expression of sudden realization: "Yinyi, you will take the sour plum soup to the other courtyard in a while and let the master help check it."

Yinyi still doesn't like the woman-like blessing salute, so she only arches her hand. After realizing that he was wrong, he stiffened his body and bowed and retired.

Daohua Township said that it was a good year, and listened to the sound of frogs.

Listening to the sound of frogs and insects outside the house, Ye Juan rubbed his wrists, took off the silver hairpin in his hair, and picked up the lantern flowers. Calculate the time, and it's time for Yin Yi to come back.

I watched Fu An hold his chin and doze off little by little like a chicken pecking rice. I couldn't help but chuckle.

A light breeze swept through the room, and there were more dark shadows in the room.

Yin Yi handed a note to Ye Juan's hand.

Ye Juan looked at the note, revealing a look that was really like this: "Master, did you let you bring a message?" ”

Yin Yi shook his head, nodded after thinking for a long time, and replied with some sourness: "The young master said that you should be careful, and you must not be strong. ”

Hearing the voice, Fu'an rubbed his sleepy eyes, pouted and said, "Yinyi, you're back." After saying that, he changed his position again, lay on the corner of the table, and fell asleep again.

Ye Xuan's heart seemed to pass through a clear spring, and a shy, sweet smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

"By the way, you will secretly send the note to Qiu Shuangju tomorrow." Ye Wan folded the note into small pieces and handed it to Yin Yi's hand.

Yin Yi took the note and put it in his cuff. Suddenly, I felt that I was starting to be useful, not like a person who only eats idle food. In the past, Ye Juan had to ask Fu'an to arrange everything.

"It's not too early. Go down and rest. Ye Wan's stomach and Yinyi explained, and then made a look and motioned for Yinyi to take Fu'an down.

The slightest sleepiness that was still there was was dispelled without a trace in the brief words that Yin Yi brought back.

It sounded like a drizzle was falling outside. Ye Juan wrote down: Spring rain is as expensive as oil.

After thinking about it again and again, I finally put pen to paper and wrote a poem.

"When to cut the candles in the west window, but when it rains at night in Bashan."