Rushi carried the food box and walked to the gate of the Diancang Courtyard, lowered her head and wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeves, and then straightened her hair and clothes before continuing to walk towards the courtyard gate. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As soon as I arrived at the door of the main house, I heard a picturesque voice from inside the curtain, intermittently, and her young lady occasionally asked a few words. She solemnized, changed her complexion, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly, before she lifted the curtain and walked in.

"So, Master Cheng, it's my father, and he married five wives?" Zi Mo asked with wide eyes.

"Wife? Miss, what is a wife? Picturesque asked with a confused face.

"Well, that's ...... That's what it means to be a wife. ”

"Wife? No? Not five? The eldest lord only married the eldest lady alone, and there is only one eldest lady in our house! Ru Picturesque also said with wide eyes.

"Okay, I see." Zi Mo's heart is congested, and it is difficult to communicate after thousands of years.

I didn't expect her cheap dad to be so attentive! It's not enough to ask for one wife, you have to ask for four little wives! After thinking about it, her mother seemed to be one of the four little wives, and she suddenly became even more congested!

It's a lot! Sky! Plentiful! Pass! Who!

"Miss, it's time for dinner." Rushi walked over with a food box.

"Rushi, you're finally back!" Standing up as a picture, she was originally called by Zi Mo to sit on the edge of the kang, but at this moment she suddenly stood up suddenly, accidentally dragged the thin quilt covering Zi Mo's lap, and even took Zi Mo and leaned out.

"Be careful!" Rushi stepped forward, grabbed Zi Mo's arm, and glared at Ru Hua, "Why are you so careless!" ”

Ruhua's heart was also shocked, seeing Zi Mo being supported by Rushi before she was relieved, and at this time she also realized her mistake, pursed her lips and lowered her head, looking like she was being beaten and scolded, and whispered: "I...... I know wrong. Miss, don't be angry. ”

Zi Mo sat up straight, looked at the picturesque appearance of lowering his eyebrows and bowed his head, smiled, and said, "It's okay, it's not a big deal, it's also that I didn't sit down and don't get angry with you." I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, her body was really weak.

"Really?" Picturesque raised his head suddenly, his eyes lit up and said, "Great! The slave knows that the young lady will not be angry with the slave! ”

Zi Mo shook his head and smiled when he saw her.

"Yikes! What happened to your face? Ruhua stretched out his hand and pointed to Rushi's face and said.

"It's fine." Rushi turned her head and blocked half of her face, "The rice is getting cold, Miss hurry up and eat." As he spoke, he went to the table to place the food box.

"What do you mean it's okay? Why is your face red? Don't hide, show me! Picturesque chased after her, reaching out to see her face.

"It's okay, don't make a fuss!" Rushi frowned and drank her.

"Come and let me see." Zi Mo suddenly spoke.

Rushi's body was stunned, frozen in place, still holding the big red lacquer food cover that had been lifted open, and standing with her back to Zi Mo.

"The slave is really fine. Miss, hurry up and eat. There is still work in the slave house, so they will not serve here. Picturesque and serve the lady well. As she spoke, she put down the lid and walked out.

"I ......" Picturesque stood aside, embarrassed with her mouth open.

"Come here." Zi Mo spoke again, but his voice was less relaxed and casual, and there was a little more commanding tone.

Rushi paused, turned around slowly, hung her hands at her side, and walked towards Zi Mo with her head down.

"Lift your head up and I'll see." Zi Mo said.

Rushi raised her head slowly, her eyes were red and she didn't dare to look at Zi Mo, and the five big fingerprints on the left half of her face were red and distinct, clearly reminding Zi Mo of how much grievance she had endured here just now.

"Does it hurt?" Zi Mo slowly stretched out his hand and touched it gently, feeling that the people under his hands quietly avoided his touch, and his hand was hot, slightly swollen.

Ruhua covered her mouth to the side and let out an exclamation.

"It doesn't hurt." Rushi lowered her eyes, her voice was a little unclear, as if she had vaguely something, glutinous, whispering, but something crystal quietly dripped from her eyes at the moment her words fell, and with a "click" sound, it fell to the ground.

"Fool." Zi Mo sighed lightly, "It hurts when I look at it, how can you not hurt it." After speaking, he looked picturesque and said, "Is there any ointment in the house?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes. The slave and maid went to find it immediately. Picturesque nodded vigorously, and then rushed into the cabinet in the room to rummage around.

"On the left side of the wall, the first cabinet, the third block." Rushi looked at Ruhua and said.

"Oh, got it." When she heard this, she hurriedly ran towards the first cabinet.

"Ugh." Zi Mo chuckled, "You're all injured, and you have to worry about it." We are really capable of poetry, one person the hearts of a room of people. Without you, what would I do with Picturesque? ”

"Miss~" Rushi quietly raised her eyes and glanced at Zi Mo.

Picturesque hurriedly ran over with the ointment in her hand.

"Found it!"

Zi Mo took it, opened the cork and sniffed it on the tip of his nose, there was a faint medicinal fragrance.

"This is still the medicine prescribed by the aunt when the young lady fell down and went to ask the eldest lady to ask for a doctor, and the slave maid has been kept." Pictured added on the side.

Zi Mo's ears moved, and the aunt begged the eldest lady to invite the medicine prescribed by the doctor?

"Don't move, I'll rub the medicine for you." There was no cotton swab, Zi Mo directly took the hand and dipped the ointment and gently wiped it on Rushi's face, "Tell me if it hurts." ”

Rushi choked her voice and said glutinously: "It doesn't hurt." ”

"How can it not hurt, if you are a poem, you don't want to lose face." Pictured muttered on the side.

Rushi was told by her, obviously she was very moved just now, and suddenly choked in her throat in one breath, crying and laughing.

"Just say a few words." Zi Mo glanced at the picturesque helplessly and said.

"Who's doing it?"

"Yes...... It's ......" like a poem.

"I know! It must be Mother Liu again! Picturesque said indignantly.

"Mother Liu?" Zi Mo recalled, but still couldn't recall anything.

The original owner only left a pair of skins, and no memories were left to her.

"That's right! Mother Liu is a big lady and specializes in the kitchen! Usually there is no shortage of slaves and maids and Rushi's face! It's definitely her! Picturesque patted her chest and affirmed.

Zi Mo looked at Rushi again.

Rushi lowered her eyes, didn't dare to look at Zi Mo, and nodded in response.

"That's right." Zi Mo put away his hand thoughtfully, refilled the medicine bottle and handed it to Rushi, "You take it back and wipe it more in the past few days, I saw that Mother Liu's hand was not light, but don't leave it on your face, it won't look good when you get it." After thinking about it, he said, "Don't rub it too much, don't let it go too quickly." ”

Although Rushi didn't understand her meaning, she also responded to her words.

No one lives in the Diancang courtyard, only the three of their master and servant, the courtyard is remote, far away from the other courtyards of the main courtyard in the house, few people come on weekdays, Zi Mo didn't have those cumbersome rules, and called the two little girls to sit together to eat, the two maids were a little cramped at first, and after Zi Mo explained, he sat down according to his words, full of joy and gratitude.

There are not many meals, just enough for the three of them to fill their stomachs, and the dishes are simple but they also bring some oil and water, which is actually very good for Zi Mo who is lying in bed due to illness these days. Of course, if it is compared to other ladies in the house, it is much worse.

After eating, Zi Mo remembered her biological mother, Aunt Lan.

Aunt Lan was one of the few people she had seen when she woke up in a coma, and even her younger brother Cheng Zinuo also lived with Aunt Lan in Lianxiang Courtyard.

Aunt Lan's maiden name is Lan Sulian, who was originally the daughter of a down-and-out talent, but because of her family's downfall, she followed Cheng Rui, the eldest master of Cheng Mansion, into the mansion and became a good concubine.

Zi Mo recalled the first time he woke up to see Aunt Lan, looking at her lost joy, and listening to her desolate cry, even if he was no longer himself, his eyes were really moist by her. Even her little brother was also holding herself with red eyes, and her sister kept screaming, and said pitifully: "Sister don't leave Zinuo, sister don't leave Zinuo......"

"Auntie...... Auntie should be coming over again, right? Zi Mo looked out the window again, and the sun gradually began to tilt to the west.