Chapter Ninety-Six: Healing

In the bedroom, Lu Qingli was half-lying on the bed, half of his body was covered by the brocade quilt, and the white clothes extended from the brocade quilt, his hair was not tied, and a little hair floated to his shoulders, which became more and more black as ink, and his face was fair. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

As soon as Yan Yu walked in, he heard him cough slightly, and hurriedly stepped forward, "The medicine is almost ready." ā€

Since that day, he has been coughing up blood for three days, taking Yang Yan's medicine, and he is getting better, although he does not cough up blood, his body is still weak, and he doesn't know when it will get better.

According to Yang Yan's words, if there is nothing major, he must not be disturbed, he can only meditate, so most of the days in this month, he spent most of his days in bed, and the only people he saw were Yang Yan and Yanyu.

Lu Qingli didn't care about this medicine, he just said to Yan Yu, "What's going on in the County Lord's Mansion?" ā€

When Yan Yu heard this, her eyebrows paused slightly, and then she said, "There is no movement." ā€

Since Su Fu left the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, Lu Qingli asked such a sentence every now and then, he answered at first, but the more he listened to it, the more weird it became, and he couldn't help but ask Yang Yan, is his father-in-law sick and confused, Yang Yan thought for a while, but said that the lord-in-law was very good.

Lu Qingli paused, and then said, "Let Yao Bing come over." ā€

Yan Yu paused, "But Yang Yan said that the lord has to recuperate recently, and he can't work hard. ā€

Lu Qingli glanced at him lightly, his eyes as deep as an ancient well carried a slight sense of oppression, Yanyu knew that if he stopped him again, the lord would probably send him back.

Thinking about it, Yan Yu answered, walked out of the bedroom, and saw Yang Yan being next to the stove where the medicine was boiling, and just happened to turn off the fire, and took a cloth to cushion the edge of the medicine pot and poured it into the medicine bowl.

He walked over, and Yang Yan saw him in the corner of his eye, thinking that he was angry about what he hadn't just done, so he hurriedly hid aside.

Yan Yu smiled bitterly before beckoning to Yang Yan, "Come here, I have something to do." ā€

Yang Yan saw that his expression didn't look like a fake, so he carefully put down the medicine pot and said, "What's wrong." ā€

Yan Yu stood beside Yang Yan and said softly, "What do you think of Hou Ye's body now?" Master Hou asked me to bring Yao Bing over. ā€

When Yang Yan heard this, he frowned, "Since Master Hou asks for it, you can go!" Master Hou hasn't dealt with business for nearly a month, and if it continues like this, I'm afraid you and I won't have to stay here. ā€

Yan Yu also thought so, but seeing that Yang Yan didn't object very much, it was probably that Hou Ye's body was still good.

He sent someone to find Yao Bing, and at this moment, Yang Yan walked towards the bedroom with a medicine bowl full of medicine.

In just half an hour, Yao Bing arrived at the bedroom here.

Lu Qingli was already dressed neatly, and his complexion was slightly ruddy compared to his talent.

Yao Bing waved at him, "Master Hou." Then she gave him the account book that she had with him.

He took it, rolled his eyes casually, and frowned, "What has happened these days?" ā€

Yao Bing bowed his head slightly and said slowly, "A few days ago, the housekeeper of Zhao's tea shop came over and said that his master family did not plan to stay in Changle Mansion anymore, so he was going to sell the remaining tea bricks. ā€

If the teahouse of Zhao's tea shop, in the eyes of others, I don't think it is a good location, but in the eyes of businessmen, the location is unique, one is to the street, and the other is close to the residence of dignitaries, if you make good use of it, you will not worry about getting money.

The Zhao family and the Qian family have always been at odds with the Yao family, and it stands to reason that the Zhao family will not take the initiative to find the Yao family, and there are definitely unknown things in this.

"Have you found out why?" He closed the ledger and handed it to Yao Bing.

Yao Bing nodded, and replied, "Yao has sent someone to investigate, if there is anything wrong, it is that before the Zhao family's people came, the Holy Lord of Jianan had been to the Zhao family's tea shop. ā€

This Jianan county lord is talking about Su Fu.

When Lu Qingli heard this, he looked at Yan Yu with displeasure, Yan Yu paused slightly, felt a little empty in his heart, and took two steps back.

"You don't have to worry about the rest, you can go back first!"

Yao Bing retreated first.

Lu Qingli said, "What's the matter?" ā€

Yan Yu knew that he couldn't hide it, so he had to step forward, "A few days ago, when Mo Zhu came, Hou Ye was still asleep, and Mo Zhu informed his subordinates about this, but later Hou Ye always coughed up blood, and his subordinates were afraid that Hou Ye would be tired, so they didn't dare to say more." ā€

Lu Qingli rubbed his eyebrows unhappily, "Yanyu, you should know how to focus on the overall situation." ā€

Yanyu bowed her head listlessly, "Your subordinates are taught." ā€

Lu Qingli hummed softly, and then said, "Let Pingyao and Song Ze come over, I have something to order." ā€

Yan Yu didn't dare to stop it anymore, and hurriedly went out to order someone to find Pingyao and Song Ze.

After that, Song Ze was sent to Jianzhou.

Time flows, but the days have never changed.

Lu Qingli has been ill for the past few days, but there is no task handed over to them.

And Lu Qingli promised her that Zhou Wu's life was also saved, which was the same as saving her at that time, but the difference is that Zhou Wu's life was not valued by many dignitaries in the court, so the change was very smooth.

Zhou Wu later came to see her secretly, in order to say goodbye, he just said a few words, but from then on, he needed to live a hidden life.

This kind of life, presumably Zhou Wu is very accustomed to it, so she doesn't have to worry about it anymore.

On this day, the sun was just right, she saw the begonia flowers blooming in the courtyard, so she wanted to paint, so she let the ink bamboo spread on the rice paper, grind the ink, dip the pen in the inkstone, and depict it on the rice paper.

Mo Zhu stood beside her, the clear light swept over her face, the fine fluff was very obvious, the facial features were exquisite, and the eyelids were slightly drooping, which was really charming.

was painting, but two people came in Qingluo Courtyard, one was sitting in a wheelchair, and the other was standing behind the person, it was Lu Qingli and Yanyu.

She looked up, and the rice paper on the table was too late to hide, if it was destroyed at this moment, there would be no three hundred taels of silver here.

She stepped forward with Mo Zhu and said softly, "Master Hou is here, and he is not welcome." ā€

Lu Qingli looked at her with the light, and his mood was inexplicably good, so he hooked the corners of his mouth and chuckled, "It's okay, what are you doing?" ā€

She saw him hook his lips, like a slightly bright light overflowing from her eyes today, she didn't feel a little strange in her heart, but for a moment, she came back to her senses, "No, it's just a few strokes." ā€

Draw? Lu Qingli paused slightly, and looked at the ink bamboo beside her, "I'll take a look." ā€

Mo Zhu naturally didn't dare to refuse, so he turned around, took the rice paper on the table that had not dried the ink, and handed it to him.

He stretched out and glanced at it, the painting on the rice paper was eight points similar to the begonia flower in front of the table, the rhizome of the begonia flower was slightly bent, but it was extremely brilliant, and the painting technique was very skillful and expressive.

And this ink swayed, and it was also five points similar to his technique, and he even believed in his heart that she was Ye Jianing.

As for how she became Ye Jianing, this matter will be talked about later. (To be continued.) )