Seeing that Xie Jiang said very pitiful, Wang Fu couldn't help but lower his voice and said: "How can it be good if you don't take medicine, it's still so hot, ······ it?" Seeing that the little girl was talking and was about to call someone again, Xie Jiang hurriedly raised his hand to cover her mouth, and whispered, "I just drank the medicine before you came, and my face was very choked."

This seems to be credible, as soon as Wang Fu entered the inner room, he smelled a pungent smell of medicinal soup, and it would definitely not be pleasant to drink such a spicy thing. Xie Jiang grabbed Wang Fu's sleeve stiffly, and there was snot on his little face, and tears came out again. Wang Fu had no choice but to ease his face, and lowered his voice to comfort Xie Jiang: "If you don't want to drink, don't drink it, I was sick when I was a child, if I can't take the medicine, A-Niang will hug me and cover it" Talking in his mouth, he took off his shoes and sat on the couch, and said seriously, "A-Niang is not in the house, I'll cover it for you"

Yes? After two sentences, the man got into the bed. Xie Jiang's two big eyes blinked and blinked, and then he barely suppressed his smile, and chirped weakly: "Or... Don't do it, I'm afraid I'll ······ in the middle of the night."

"I won't hit you, it was an accident" The little girl was a little anxious, and glared: "Cover it for you, can't I sleep against the wall?" ”

Wang Fu looked stern and serious, and when he looked at it carefully, it seemed that even his eyes were red. Xie Jiang rolled his eyes, raised his hand and dragged a big pillow and handed it to her, and said weakly: "Then, Sister Ah Zhi, don't hug me." Let's cover ourselves with the quilt and talk about it."

Xie Jiang begged softly, where could Wang Fu hold it, stared at her for a long time, and said with a small face: "Forget it, if you don't cover it, you won't cover it" After saying this, he raised his hand to tuck the quilt, and wrapped Xie Jiang in only his head, "Cover it tightly, if the wind slows down, the gods can't save you"

If he is still talking about it here, he can't guarantee that this person will come up with any way to cure the disease, Xie Jiang quickly changed the topic, "Sister Ah Zhi, why hasn't my aunt come back yet." With so much snow falling, does she have enough clothes with her? ”

At first glance, when Xie Jiang actually asked this, a trace of panic flashed in Wang Fu's eyes. I couldn't help but twist my face and coughed out of the bed, and when I looked back, Wang Fu patted Xie Jiang and said with a forced smile: "The servant came back to report that the matter is a bit tricky, and he will come back a few days later" After saying this, he changed the topic and asked, "Okay, how can you get cold, huh······ Did you kick the quilt in the middle of the night? ”

The two of them were in a quilt, and the panic in the little girl's eyes just now, Xie Jiang could see it clearly. knew in his heart that since Wang Fu was hiding it, he must have a reason not to say it. Maybe it was something that involved Wang's family affairs. Xie Jiang snorted: "That... Let's sleep, Yujing, take the carbon basin outside."

Xie Jiang and Wang Fu were sitting on the couch and cooing, and Mama Han and Yujing Hantang were standing outside the curtain. Mama Han glanced at Yujing and whispered: "Look at what it means, the eldest lady wants to sleep here, just make more beds and bedding."

Yujing grimaced and said, "How can that happen?" The meaning is very clear, Yujing is afraid that Wang Fu will beat people in the middle of the night. After thinking for a while, Mama Han lifted the curtain slightly, glanced inside, lowered her voice and ordered: "It's a cold day, since the eldest lady cares about her sister, let her stay."

Even Mama agreed, and Yujing swallowed back what she was about to say. lifted the curtain with a straight face, and curtsied at the door of the dormitory: "The slave and maid come to make a couch for the lady, lady, is it better to make two futons?" ”

After drinking so much soup made with old ginger and chili peppers, Xie Jiang didn't know how much sweat he had. Now not only are the underwear soaked on the body, but the quilt is also damp. In this situation, Xie Jiang didn't want to share a quilt with Wang Fu, so he looked at Yujing's instructions: "Change my futon too, and get me a set of clean clothes" After saying this, he turned his eyes back and looked at Wang Fu, and said in a small voice, "The covers are all wet, I don't believe Sister Ah Zhi touches"

Wang Fu stretched out his hand and scratched Xie Jiang's waist, and withdrew his hand without waiting for her to scream, saying, "As soon as the sweat comes out, the illness will be cured." Okay, you go to the other end of the couch with the quilt first, and let the girl change the bedding."

Knowing that Xie Jiang was sweating, several people finally relieved. The two girls in Yujing Hantang took the futon cover, pounded the couch again, and the two of them fell asleep. Mama Han took a small lantern and put it on the desk in front of the couch, looked at the two girls in Yujing Hantang and ordered: "Leave two small lamps in the inner room today, and the small lamp in the outer hall does not need to be extinguished." The lady sweated profusely, and brought her water to drink twice at night" After saying this, she turned around and curtsied at the bed and said, "The old slave retires"

Xie Jiang slept in the inner bed, and Wang Fu reached out from the quilt and waved: "Mama rest, if Ah Jiang is thirsty and hungry, isn't there still me?"

Mama Han came out of the inner room, ordered the two girls to bolt the door, and went back to the backyard.

The candlelight shines through the window, and the snow particles that fall sharply are reflected by the candle flame, making it more and more dense.

Near the southeast corner of the Wisteria Courtyard, there are three banyan trees, and when a few girls were clearing the snow, they piled up the snow under the trees. Mama Han held an umbrella and just turned the gable of the main house, when the snowdrift on the very edge suddenly moved. A "snowman" wearing a white coat, with his waist bowed, carefully moved under the window of the main room. After listening for a moment, he turned and ran up to the courtyard wall of his neighbor's house, and turned out of the back garden of the house. The "snowman" quietly disappeared into the snowstorm.

The snow was falling, and all that remained in the wisteria courtyard was the shriek of the cold wind sweeping across the ridge of the roof.

The backyard of the East Street wine shop was also silent, it was late at night, but Jiu Gongzi had not slept yet. Yuan Shan polished the ink, saw that the ink in the inkstone of Pisces Lotus was thick and even, and then received the ink strip into a small box of sandalwood, and turned around and asked the ninth prince: "Isn't the son resting?" ”

"Wait a while" Jiu Gongzi held the book in his left hand, held his right hand against his lips and yawned lazily, and said slowly, "Go and pour a cup of hot tea again, make it stronger"

Looking at this situation, the ninth prince was obviously waiting for some news. Yuanshan didn't dare to ask more, and withdrew from the house with his hands down. It's just less than half a moment, Yuan Shan pushed the door and walked in, looked up at Jiu Gongzi, and whispered: "There is a letter in the west" As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to the west, "Xie Xiaoniang is cold, and it is useless to even eat in the afternoon." The new moon also said······ She asked the doctor in private, and said that the fever was so bad that not only her cheeks were red, but also that her pulse was a sign of cold."

Listening to the first half of the sentence, Jiu Gongzi's face showed a bit of banter, and after listening to the second half of the sentence, the banter became contemplation. Jiu Gongzi looked at the book in his hand with his eyelids, and did not speak for a long time.

He didn't speak, and Yuanshan had no choice but to continue to report: "The new moon said that when it was dark, Wang Niangzi went to Xie Niangzi's courtyard, and it seems that she will stay there at night"p; Dear, Nalan has something to go out today, in order not to delay your appreciation, I deliberately got up at five o'clock to upload it. Weakly asked, did you collect it?