Zhu Yan thought that such a refusal was impeccable, but he didn't want Lilac to laugh, "Sister, how can you say there is such a coincidental thing in the world?" Childe originally engaged a baby kiss with a family, but before the turmoil in Beijing, their family was nowhere to be found, and the lord had been friends with the master for many years, and he was always unwilling to break the marriage contract, so the son has not yet married. ”

"Your lord is very nostalgic." Zhu Yan pursed her lips and smiled, but she knew very well in her heart that how could a high-ranking official in Beijing accept such a peasant woman as herself? How can this clove look clever and not make sense at this point?

Lilac looked at her carefully, "Childe is not young now, the master said, this can't wait any longer, about a year ago, I will say goodbye again, I see that my sister is good-looking, talented, and so polite, besides, you can also heal, you must talk to Childe......"

Zhu Yan saw that the more she talked, the happier she became, she couldn't help coughing lightly, and interrupted her coldly, "Sister Lilac, I'm just a peasant girl, how dare I climb high?" ”

"Ouch, what is my sister worried about?" Ding Xiang smiled nonchalantly, "The Bian family that our young lady married is just a businessman's family, and the master doesn't judge people by these, as long as the son likes you, then it's fine." ”

Zhu Yan saw that he couldn't make sense with her, smiled perfunctorily, lowered his head and went to think about other things by himself.

Soon arrived at Bian's house, and the two got out of the car together.

Mrs. Bian wore an autumn-colored robe and a plain gown on the outside, and waited outside the door in person.

"Miss Zhu is here......" Mrs. Bian smiled a little embarrassed, but after seeing Lilac's eyes, she knew that she had explained the reason to Zhu Yan, so her expression gradually became comfortable, and she hugged her affectionately and went all the way inside.

The layout of the side house is rigorous, the courtyard is boxy, and it is just right to be dotted with a little flowers and trees, which is much more magnificent than the courtyard of the Wang family, only a little less of the agility of the grass and trees.

Mrs. Bian took Zhu Yan through the front few courtyards and went straight into the garden.

It is a spring day, a weeping silk begonia inside is blooming brilliantly and prosperously, the red petals are spread a thick layer on the ground, and the bees and butterflies are dancing around, which is very lively.

"It's beautiful here." Zhu Yan pursed his lips and smiled, but when he looked up, he saw that on the pavilion on the third floor in front of him, a little blue figure was standing against the railing, and he was also looking down at himself.

"This is Childe." Lilac walked on the other side of her, reaching out her elbow and quietly touching Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan couldn't help but take another look, but it was quite far away, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly from left to right, so he only felt that the person's temperament was very elegant.

"Miss Zhu, let's go up." Mrs. Bian called to her softly, and the maid on the side had already opened the carved wooden door.

The light inside was a little dim, and there was a strong smell of sandalwood, mixed with a little old age.

Stepping on the rouge escalator, Zhu Yan gently stroked the railing engraved with peonies, and slowly walked up the steps with Mrs. Bian and Lilac.

When I got to the top, there was a faint smell of medicine in the thick sandalwood.

"Madame, you are here." A girl in an emerald green shirt suddenly showed half of her face at the end of the stairs, and a pair of bright eyes fell on Zhu Yan curiously, "Childe has been waiting for a while. ”

"Zhuzhi, be quiet, my sister can sleep peacefully." The man's voice came from inside the room, as elegant and warm as the blue shirt he was wearing.

The girl stuck out her tongue and turned around and went into the house.

"This girl ......" Lilac looked at Mrs. Bian and chuckled, "Madam, this girl Zhuzhi is still so temperamental, don't be surprised." ”

Mrs. Bian smiled, and seemed to have a lot of respect for Lilac, "You girl, when did I pay more attention to those false courtesies?" Yaohua is sick, and the son has come all the way to see her, it's too late for me to be happy! ”

Zhu Yan couldn't help but smile on her lips, it seems that this Mrs. Bian is really enthusiastic.

Pushing open the door, the smoke was entangled, the boy in the blue shirt stood quietly on the side of the screen, and the girl in the emerald shirt just now stood at the table, trying her best to make a quiet appearance.

Zhu Yan looked at Wan'er and smiled, and then asked Mrs. Bian softly: "Is the young lady inside?" ”

Mrs. Bian nodded, and her eyebrows were dyed with a little worry, "Girl, go in and see her." ”

Zhu Yan turned the screen lightly, and happened to meet the blue-shirted son, in the curling sandalwood, his appearance was a little blurred, and he could only vaguely smell a wisp of medicinal fragrance coming from his body.

Zhu Yan couldn't help but hook his lips and smile lightly, and then looked at the couch.

A red brocade quilt was embroidered with a picture of a hundred butterflies wearing flowers, but the sleeping woman who was cowering under the quilt had nothing to do with this gorgeous and vivid pattern.

Zhu Yan slowly came to the couch, the woman on the couch had a pale face, her lips were very light, but her cheekbones were showing a very floating flush, her withered hair was scattered on the pillow, and the place near the corner of her forehead was wet, sticky to the pale and unpretentious skin.

"Can I touch her?" Zhu Yan turned her head, Mrs. Bian and Lilac were standing far away, and she could only look at the blue-shirted son.

He smiled slightly, nodded, and his voice was like a spring breeze, "Girl, it's easy for my sister to sleep peacefully." ”

Zhu Yan gave a "although relieved" look, gently uncovered a corner of the quilt, reached out between the woman's shoulders and back, the pipa bone was skinny, without any flesh, a wisp of damp and hot air instantly surrounded her hand, Zhu Yan frowned slightly, immediately withdrew her hand, carefully covered the quilt, and probed the woman's forehead, silent.

"The girl doesn't cut the pulse?" Seeing that she was no longer moving, the blue-shirted boy raised his hand and looked at her curiously.

Zhu Yan shook her head, she only had some superficial knowledge, and she really didn't have any experience with the pulse. Since Ding Xiang mentioned that this son is also skilled in medicine, he must have checked his sister's condition, so why should she do anything more?

"Zhu Yan has some opinions, why don't you go out and talk about it?"

The blue-shirted boy smiled slightly, and walked with her to the outer porch, and the others hurriedly followed, and Lilac gently closed the door.

"The young lady has a low-grade fever and sweats a lot." Zhu Yan finally got rid of the sandalwood fragrance inside and took a hard breath of fresh air.

"The girl thinks it's evidence of night sweats?" Gongzi leaned on the railing, frowning slightly, he did diagnose his sister's pulse, and the pulse was extremely weak.

Zhu Yan closed his eyes and shook his head slowly, "Zhu Yan thinks that it is far from being as simple as night sweats. ”

Mrs. Bian saw that the two people who knew medical skills were solemn, and the doctors who had invited her before shook their heads again and again, and couldn't help but panic, "Miss Zhu, can Yaohua's disease still be saved?" ”

"Don't worry, ma'am. Zhu Yan asked, how did the young lady get sick at the beginning? ”

Mrs. Bian was stunned, but Lilac nodded slowly, "...... At first, the young lady was not this disease, at that time she knew that something had happened to the young master, so she couldn't eat from time to time, and this kind of situation was only in the past few days. ”