Hot water had already been prepared in Qingyouxuan, and as soon as Wang Xiuying returned to Qingyouxuan, under the urging of Yang's mother, Dong'er waited for her to take a comfortable petal bath. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Out of the bath room, Dong'er neatly twisted Wang Xiuying's hair, and at the same time babbled to tell Wang Xiuying the news she had just collected.

Although most of Wang Xiuying had already heard Wang Yizong mention it in Liuliyuan, there were still some other news, and there were one or two unexpected news.

For example, after Wang Xiuting returned to the Splendid Pavilion, she slapped Chunhua again, and Mingli's reason was naturally that Chunhua did not obey her and Wang Xiuying's orders, and showed her face with a slap print without authorization.

Another example is that Wang Ziming learned that Wang Xiuting had just returned home and was grounded, although he was annoyed that Wang Xiuting was not satisfied and did not know how to be polite, he still went to the old lady and Wang Yizong to intercede, but in the end he was reprimanded by the old lady and Wang Yizong respectively.

However, the old lady was extrajudicial and allowed Wang Ziming to visit Wang Xiuting in Jinxiu Garden, presumably Wang Ziming must have persuaded Wang Xiuting bitterly.

It's a pity that the effect is not good, Wang Ziming's front foot out of the Splendid Pavilion, there was a muffled snort of the ring and a burst of cracking of the porcelain, obviously Wang Xiuting can't be angry at Wang Ziming, she can only take the ring and the dead thing in the house out of anger.

"I heard that the second young master's face is crooked!" Dong'er let out a sigh after speaking.

"Don't follow the nonsense!" Wang Xiuying reprimanded softly, suddenly remembering that Wang Ziming was going to leave Beijing for a study tour in a few days, and asked Dong'er sideways: "Is the practice ceremony for the second brother ready?" ”

Dong'er pouted and said, "I have already prepared it according to Miss's instructions, a set of four treasures of the study room plus two hundred taels of silver tickets, and all the silver tickets are twenty taels and one piece." ”

Wang Xiuying doesn't need to look at it to know what kind of face Dong'er is at this time, she just doesn't know, anyway, Dong'er will only complain in front of her, she is not worried that Dong'er will shoot the target in her hands, so she let her secretly cherish the precious four treasures of the study in her heart.

However, the set of four treasures in the study room prepared by Wang Xiuying for Dong'er is indeed precious, and it can be said to be a treasure with no price.

This kind of thing is just a set of stationery in Wang Xiuying's hands, but if Wang Ziming can be exchanged for Confucian guidance on the way to study, it will be worth it.

Wang Xiuying reached out and touched her hair, feeling that she was already eighty percent dry, so she waved her hand to Dong'er, who was still busy behind her: "Okay, you are all tired today, go and rest." ”

Since Wang Xiuying moved back to the west wing of Qingyouxuan when she was eight years old, she has never let the people around her stay on duty at the bedside.

Although Yang's mother was very worried, she couldn't resist Wang Xiuying's insistence, and finally retreated to the second, and arranged for someone to be on duty on the soft couch outside at night.

Seeing Dong'er go out, Wang Xiuying lay down on the bed, the room was very quiet, but her mind was very lively, even if she forced herself to count the sheep, she couldn't fall asleep as she wished.

At this moment, Wang Xiuying's mind flashed and flashed, all of which were the demonic face of the young man she saw during the day and the demonic man in the depths of her heart.

Wang Xiuying pulled her hair fiercely, turned over and lay on the bed, and buried her face in the pillow.

Wang Xiuying's pillow is a soothing pillow made by her own maids with Qingyouxuan, the pillowcase is made of skin-friendly muslin, and the pillow core is filled with wild chrysanthemums picked from the hill of the suburban farm, which is soft and has the fragrance of chrysanthemums and can also calm the nerves.

Maybe the fragrance of chrysanthemums really calmed the nerves, maybe Wang Xiuying was really tired, and it didn't take long for Wang Xiuying to fall asleep on the pillow like this.

It's just that the scene in the dream is not beautiful, modern, past life, this life, it seems that all the bad things that have been experienced are coming to her in one go.

The cold operating table, the indifferent doctors, the cold delivery room, the cold pool water without a roof......

The feeling of suffocation that she couldn't breathe hit Wang Xiuying wave after wave.

The cold and pain were Wang Xiuying's deepest feelings, Wang Xiuying curled up her body into a ball, and let out a painful moan from her mouth.

Tonight, on the night watch outside are oranges and spring.

On weekdays, Ju'er is the most careful, as long as it is her turn to be on duty at night, she always sleeps very lightly, and Wang Xiuying, who sleeps in time, turns over a little more, and can wake up Ju'er.

Therefore, every time I am on duty with the oranges, I sleep more peacefully in the spring.

Today, it is difficult for Ju'er to follow Wang Xiuting for most of the day, and she has been highly nervous for most of the day, she must be really tired, and Ju'er, who has always slept lightly, woke up Yingchun until Wang Xiuying's moaning, but she is still asleep.

Yingchun, who was sleeping in a daze, thought it was the barking of a wild cat outside at first, purred twice in his mouth, rubbed his face on the pillow and wanted to continue sleeping.

Suddenly, a painful moan startled her heart, and she listened carefully to Fang Zhi's voice from Wang Xiuying, who was sleeping inside, and suddenly rolled down from the soft couch with a shock, and finally woke up Ju'er who was sleeping soundly.

"Spring Festival? It's me who kicked you ......" Ju'er looked at Yingchun rolling on the ground in surprise, and only said half a sentence when she heard Wang Xiuying's unusual voice in the room.

At this moment, all the drowsiness of Zi Ju'er was scared, and she didn't have time to put on her coat, so she got off the soft couch and dragged a shoe and rushed inside.

Yingchun hurriedly followed, took out the fire fold and lit the lamp, and finally saw Wang Xiuying on the bed clearly.

I saw Wang Xiuying's face pale, drenched in cold sweat, the whole person curled up in a ball, and moaned in pain from her mouth.

Ju'er stretched out her trembling hand to Wang Xiuying's forehead, and before she touched her forehead, she already felt the temperature, and she knew that Wang Xiuying had a high fever.

Seeing Wang Xiuying's appearance, Ju'er couldn't wait to slap herself, but she knew that this was not the time to blame herself, so she had to give Wang Xiuying as soon as possible.

Ju'er stepped forward to hold Wang Xiuying in her arms, wrapped her tightly with a quilt to try to warm Wang Xiuying, and was busy wiping the cold sweat from her face and forehead, while telling Yingchun to invite Yang's mother to come over.

Mother Yang originally went back to the house to rest at night, but Wang Xiuying's state today made her still not at ease, so she stayed in the side courtyard behind Qingyouxuan to rest.

Mother Yang is old and her sleep is shallow, and she has something on her mind, so she sleeps lightly, so as soon as Yingchun arrived outside the house where she was resting, she heard Mother Yang's voice in the house: "Is there something in the house?" ”

"Mother Yang, Miss is sick." At the same time, the sound of crying in the anxiety of welcoming spring also sounded outside the house.

Mother Yang had already started dressing when she heard the footsteps, and when she heard Yingchun's crying voice, she was even more anxious, and her hand suddenly sped up, and soon opened the door and appeared in front of Yingchun.

"Don't cry, our young lady will be fine!" The first thing Mother Yang saw when she went out was the tears on Yingchun's face, and she said sharply while walking quickly to the west chamber.

Yingchun didn't dare to cry anymore, wiped away the tears on his face, and hurriedly followed.