In the dark night, there were a few dim stars, and the faint light from the lantern in Qing Miao's hand was the only light in the night. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The wind of the summer night was blowing slowly, not cold, but a little cool. Lin Bining pinched the curtain of the ink-colored cloak with one hand to prevent the wide hat from being blown off by the wind, and tightened the cloak with the other hand. Even though she wrapped her body in a cloak, the silk cloak did not block the wind, she could still feel the night breeze through the warp and weft lines of the fabric, blowing all the way to her heart, chilling.

The firewood room was in front of her, Lin Bining was hidden in the dark, Qing Miao went to Zhou's mother who was guarding outside and stuffed a purse into her hand, and said with a sad smile: "I met Xi'er, she is leaving tomorrow, I will send her, and ask Zhou's mother to make it convenient." ”

Mother Zhou checked her purse, the weight was quite heavy, thinking that no one would come at this hour, she nodded and said, "Then hurry up!" As he spoke, he rubbed his hands, "I'll go to the kitchen for a while, and call me when you leave." ”

The lock in the firewood room was broken, and my wife let her watch it all the time. I thought it was a chore, but I didn't expect to earn some money, so Zhou's mother went to the kitchen briskly.

Lin Bining saw that Zhou's mother had gone away, walked out of the darkness, and followed Qing Miao in. The firewood room was full of firewood and straw, and it was dirty and messy, and Qing Miao took a look around with the lamp and found Xi'er lying face down on the ground in the corner. She hurriedly walked over and whispered, "Xi'er, Xi'er." ”

Xi'er woke up faintly, looked up and saw that it was Qingmiao, and shouted in surprise, trying to hold on, but the slightest movement involved the injury, and she snorted in pain.

Qing Miao raised the lamp to look at her lower body, and saw that the cloth on her buttocks was stained red with blood, and she couldn't see the original color at all, so she hurriedly said, "There are still injuries, don't move soon." ”

Xi'er smiled weakly: "Thank you, Sister Qingmiao, for coming to see me." ”

"The young master is here too." Qing Miao took a few steps to the side.

Lin Bining walked up to Xi'er, half-squatted down, and said apologetically: "Xi'er, I'm sorry, it's my lack of thought that caused you to fall to such a point." ”

The little girl in front of her was only in her teens, but she had suffered twenty boards, Lin Bining felt pain for her when she looked at it, and she really didn't know how the other party endured it.

"Young master, don't say that, I don't blame you." When Xi'er saw that she was coming, she moved embarrassedly, trying to cover the filthy place, but it hurt when she moved.

"Don't move!" Lin Bining held her shoulder and didn't let her move, "I got you some medicine, it's good for your injury, let Qingmiao help you apply some." "Saying that, I want to let Qingmiao take medicine.

"Thank you, young master." Seeing that she was squatting in place and not moving, Xi'er blushed and whispered, "That, young master, can you go out first?" ”

Lin Bining obviously forgot that she was a man in Xi'er's eyes, and of course she should avoid it when taking medicine. It was Qing Miao who reacted first, pulled her up and pushed her outside, and Lin Bining stood outside the house before remembering this stubble.

After a long time, Qingmiao finally took good medicine.

It was cold at night, and Lin Bining was afraid that Xi'er would suffer from the wind and cold when she lay on the ground, so she had the heart to get her a quilt or give her a cloak, but she was afraid that it would not be good to be seen tomorrow morning. In the end, she and Qingmiao spread a thick layer of straw on the ground together, and then together they lifted her to the top.

Before going back, Lin Bining said seriously and firmly to Xi'er: "Xi'er, you can rest assured, I will definitely save you tomorrow." ”

Xi'er had tears in her eyes and nodded with a smile: "I believe you, young master." When Lin Bining got up and was about to go back, she said again, "Yesterday, my wife asked me why I lied to Miss Bai Gongzi to go to the appointment, and I said that I was afraid that Miss would blame if the matter was not completed." I didn't betray you, young master. ”

"I know." Lin Bining's voice was a little choked, "Thank you, Xi'er." ”

When she went back, Lin Bining put on her hat and walked out of the courtyard first, Qingmiao and Zhou's mother thanked them again, and the two returned to Linjiangxuan.

Lin Bining lay on the bed tossing and turning, it was difficult to fall asleep, and it was a nightmare to finally fall asleep, and she got up very early the next day, took leave with Xixi, and had been copying Buddhist scriptures in the study.

Yesterday, she finally realized what it means to "I don't kill Boren but I died because of me", if something really happened to Xi'er, I am afraid that she will have a bad conscience for the rest of her life.

While copying Buddhist scriptures to meditate, she warned herself that she would regret it if she didn't think twice, and that she must be thoughtful before making any decisions in the future, and not act impulsively.

After copying three full pages, Qing Miao came in and whispered briskly: "Young master, it's done." ”

Lin Bining held Zihao's hand and paused, a drop of ink dropped on the paper, blurring a cloud of ink, although the character was ruined, but she finally breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

Yesterday, she knew that the Zhao family was going to sell Xi'erfa, so she wrote a letter and asked someone to send it to the Zhen family along with the silver ticket, so that Zhen Mosi came forward to buy Xi'er today, and Renyazi got the benefits, and only said to the Zhao family that the horse merchants in the northwest bought Xi'er, and Xi'er stayed in the Zhen family to recuperate.

She put down her pen, smiled and instructed Qingmiao to prepare supplements and go to Zhen's house to see Xi'er.

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Zhao comfortably leaned on the large water-red brocade pillow, and there was a small soft pillow under the hands on the table, and the stomach was covered with a thin brocade quilt, and the verdant bottom was embroidered with red pomegranate flowers, which were delicate and beautiful, and looked indescribably gratifying.

The waiter was gently fanning the fan next to him, and the waiter came in and said with a smile: "Madam, the old lady has sent some supplements and a basket of peaches over there, what should I do?" ”

Zhao stroked the pomegranate flowers on the brocade quilt, and said lazily: "Put away the supplements, wash two peaches and cut them up, remember not to get the hair." ”

The waiter smiled and went down to get peaches, and Zhao turned his head to the waiter and sighed: "I still like watermelon more than peaches." ”

The waiter pursed his lips and smiled: "Watermelon is cold, the doctor said to eat less, my wife will bear with it for the time being, and when I give birth to the little master, my wife will eat as much as she wants next year." ”

Zhao chuckled, and the "little young master" of the servant book's sentence pleased her, and said with a smile: "Since I don't like to eat much, wait for a few of you to take one and eat it, it can be regarded as helping me taste it." ”

"Thank you, ma'am."

Just talking and laughing, the waiter picked up the bamboo curtain and came in, and Zhao asked the waiter to go down to divide the watermelon and asked, "Have you sold it?" ”

"It was bought by a horse merchant from the northwest." Shi Qi lowered his eyelids, hid the sarcastic gaze in his eyes, and replied in a flat tone.

Zhao snorted lightly and said, "If you dare to instigate Miss, it's light if you don't kill her." ”

The waiter lowered his head and did not respond, and the corners of his mouth were pulled into a strange arc, as if he was pitiful but not pitiful, and seemed to mock but not mock.

"How's the second lady doing there?" Zhao thought of his daughter and rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

"After persuading for a long time, the second miss is no longer making trouble."

"The old lady sent some peaches, you pick some and send them with watermelons, tell her to reflect honestly in the house, and I will tell the old man in a few days to let her out."

"Yes, ma'am."