51. Soup
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When night fell, the silver-white moonlight sprinkled down and enveloped the entire land.
In the Dingguo Mansion, everyone has fallen asleep.
The little man who guarded the door and the mother-in-law who watched the night each found a corner to nap.
There was also silence in the courtyard of twilight. Only occasionally passing wild cats burrow into the flowers and make a subtle noise.
On the large trees around the courtyard, you can see vague black shadows, blending with the dark sky and huge shade trees, making it difficult to see.
The night breeze blows gently, and occasionally there is the rustling of tree branches.
Another light breeze blew, and suddenly there were several slight muffled sounds. I saw that the black shadows in the big trees flickered in an instant, and they were straight soft to the trunks.
A moment later, a black shadow suddenly leaped in from outside the courtyard wall.
It was a masked figure dressed in black and black pants. Looking at its petite figure and curvy curves, it was actually a woman's figure.
I saw that the woman in black jumped lightly, and jumped from the side of the courtyard wall into the eaves, which shows that her martial arts are not weak.
The woman in black stood under the eaves, seemed to look left and right, and then her figure moved to the left.
Judging by its actions, it seems that he is very familiar with this Dusk Academy.
Turning left and right, the woman in black came to a row of wings in the left backyard. She paused, then quietly walked to the middle room.
Qiu Hao was sleeping soundly in the side room, and he didn't know that a woman in black was approaching outside the door.
It was another turn-over room, and the door of the wing room was gently pushed open. The woman in black flashed in lightly.
She seemed to look left and right for a moment, and then hurried to the side of Qiu Hao's bed. As fast as lightning, he stretched out his hand to Qiu Hao's body, and saw that Qiu Hao seemed to be sleeping more soundly, and even breathing a little heavier.
Immediately, the woman in black took out a small jade bottle from her sleeve, uncorked it, pinched Qiu Hao's mouth with one hand, and quickly poured the contents of the jade bottle into her mouth.
After doing this, the woman in black exhaled softly. There was no light in the room, only a faint moonlight dimly shone in, reflecting the big almond eyes of the woman in black exposed outside the face towel.
......
Early in the morning, when the sky was still dark, Lu Chenxi woke up.
I don't know what's going on, she always couldn't sleep well last night, and she went back and forth for most of the night before she fell asleep.
Before I go to sleep, I always feel that something is strange.
At this time, I woke up, my head was groggy, but I had an inexplicable feeling of heaviness in my heart.
Lu Chenxi reached out and touched his chest. No, it's not right. Something must have happened.
"Jade inkstone." Lu Chenxi shouted softly outside the curtain tent.
The shouts fell, and there was a slight sound of clothes outside.
After a while, the voice became louder, and Yu Yan walked in with a string of little maids holding tea cups, copper basins, towels, and clothes.
Lifting the curtain of Yanluo purple snow sprinkle, Yu Yan looked at Lu Chenxi, who was gently rubbing his temples on both sides, with a slight surprise, and asked worriedly: "County Lord, are you uncomfortable?" ā
Lu Chenxi shook his head, got up with the help of Yu Yan, and said softly, "It's okay." I just didn't sleep well last night. ā
Yu Yan was dressing Lu Chenxi, thinking in his heart that the county lord was shocked by the events of last day, and said softly: "Xu was tired last day." Why don't you come back and sleep a little longer? ā
Lu Chenxi thought about it, it was also lunch time after his father and eldest brother came back from the court, and his cousin had recently been out with his father to meet friends for dinner. I really didn't have anything to do in the morning, so I nodded: "Okay." When you come back, you light me with a long fragrance, and I'll rest for a while. ā
Yu Yan hurriedly responded, and took the towel that the little maid next to him had wrung out and gave Lu Chenxi a clean face.
After everything was cleaned up, Lu Chenxi asked a little strangely, "What about Qiuhao?" Why didn't you see her? ā
Yu Yan smiled, took the snow skin ointment and gently picked the thumb-sized appearance with her fingernails, wiped it evenly on Lu Chenxi's face, gently rubbed it, and said while pressing: "She said early in the morning that she thought of a recipe to nourish her beauty and body, so don't you let me come by myself, she went to stew soup on the stove." Say yes, let you drink a bowl every morning in the future. ā
Lu Chenxi's heart warmed, and he smiled and said, "This girl is really ......"
Yu Yan also smiled, "Not really." When I saw her, I fell headlong into those strange recipes. He paused, and then stopped.
Lu Chenxi glanced at Yu Yan and wondered: "What's wrong?" ā
Yu Yan hesitated for a moment and spoke: "I don't know if I'm wrong, I always feel that Qiu Hao's face is not very good this morning." Somewhat pale. ā
Lu Chenxi was stunned, "Qiu Hao is sick?" ā
Yuyan shook her head: "The slave doesn't know either, but she doesn't look very good, so I'm a little worried about her." ā
Lu Chenxi nodded, and decided to take a closer look later, if she was sick, she would not be used to serve today, and asked Dr. Wang to take a look at her.
Just as he was thinking, the sound of lifting the curtain sounded at the door.
Lu Chenxi gestured to the jade inkstone, and the two of them walked around the large rosewood screen with entwined branches and roses all over the place, and arrived outside.
Outside, at the small round mahogany table, Qiu Hao was opening the food box and bringing out a bowl of soup with a strong fragrance.
Hearing the sound, she raised her head and saw that it was Lu Chenxi and Yuyan, and a happy smile bloomed on her face, "County Lord, come and try the Yuzhen soup I just stewed." ā
Lu Chenxi nodded when he heard this, walked to the small round table of mahogany and sat down, and looked up to look at Qiu Hao's face carefully.
Pale. It's pale.
Qiu Hao is a good cook. She not only loves to study food, but also loves to eat herself. Therefore, it grows slightly rounded, and the apple face often has a faint flush.
Now that his face is so pale, it is obviously not normal.
Somehow, the strange feeling that Lu Chenxi had started since last night became even heavier at this time.
Lu Chenxi took the soup cup handed over by Qiu Hao, and his slender and white fingers held the spoon and scratched it in the soup cup, and asked with concern: "Qiu Hao, are you uncomfortable?" Why is your face so pale? ā
Qiu Hao was stunned, reached out and touched his cheek, and asked strangely, "Is there one?" Am I not feeling sick? I slept very well last night. ā
Well? Lu Chenxi was puzzled. She took a closer look and saw that she was indeed very surprised.
Lowering his eyelashes, Lu Chenxi felt strange in his heart.
She looked at the soup cup in her hand, the milky white noodle soup floated with a few red wolfberries, and the fragrance came to her, which was fascinating.
Lu Chenxi gently scooped a spoonful, blew it, and slowly put it to his mouth.
Qiu Hao on the side was still proudly saying: "Don't look at this soup, it looks nothing." It's been a recipe I've been thinking about for a long time. There's a lot of stuff in there. If you drink it for a while, your skin will be whiter and more delicate......"
With a "pop", the soup cup fell to the ground, and the sound of breaking into porcelain pieces sounded.
Qiu Hao's voice stopped abruptly.