In the carriage at night, there is no coolness at all.

Lu Qingrong, who is most afraid of the cold on weekdays, can only feel a burst of warmth now.

She stared at Jiang Xuan's eyes for a long time, as if trying to distinguish whether his words were from the bottom of her heart or drunken nonsense.

I saw Jiang Xuan's black and white eyes, also staring at himself, without playfulness or trance, some were just serious.

Lu Qingrong was still wearing a cloak on his body, but he raised his hand to fan the wind with a silk handkerchief, as if this could not only make his face not so hot, but also break the almost frozen aura in the carriage.

Seeing this, Jiang Xuan smiled lightly and let go of the hand that was holding Lu Qingrong.

Lu Qingrong immediately retracted his hand into the cloak, while his other hand continued to fan.

Jiang Xuan couldn't hide her smile, and directly pulled out the handkerchief in her hand, "When you turn around, you catch a cold again, and you are too bitter to drink medicine......

This is the truth, and Lu Qingrong is powerless to refute it.

Whoever makes her is very sensitive/sensitive to all kinds of tastes, whether it is eating or smelling.

With both hands in the cloak, Lu Qingrong opened his mouth: "What about me, what I should worry about the most now is your injury!" The arrow wound on the shoulder is so deep, even if you don't admit it, I guess it will still hurt, after all, it hasn't been long since it got better. A few days ago, I said that I was going to ask a doctor to come for diagnosis and treatment, but why didn't anyone come? ”

"There's no urgency in this matter, and it's not too late to wait for the celebration of the royal banquet to end." Jiang Xuan said.

"The rhetoric on the surface is not in a hurry, but I have to know what your injury is." Lu Qingrong couldn't let go of this matter in his heart.

Jiang Xuan saw her worry in his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and compromised: "Then tomorrow!" ”

Lu Qingrong nodded with satisfaction.

Jiang Xuan smiled: "You are only thinking about asking for a doctor, but do you remember another thing?" ”

"What's the matter?" Lu Qingrong was confused for a while.

"You're not worried that I have other injuries on my body, you have to check it yourself to rest assured!" Jiang Xuan reminded.

"Who's going to check!" Lu Qingrong burst out, "It's obviously you who said it yourself......

Without going on, Lu Qingrong felt that his face was a little hot again.

Jiang Xuan looked at the two red clouds on her cheeks, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if there was a soft feeling in his heart and being gently touched.

In fact, he knew that counting the days, Lu Qingrong would definitely not be convenient to "check" today, just now he just wanted to tease her, but who knew that his heart would also fluctuate.

Lu Qingrong was still serious.

"It's going to be two more days......" her voice was inaudible.

Listening to Jiang Xuan's ears, it was extremely clear, like a thunderclap that exploded in his heart.

Before this, Jiang Xuan had always been a little worried in his heart.

recalled the last time, it was more than half a year ago, on the eve of my departure from Beijing.

He always thought that Lu Qingrong's attitude at that time had something to do with his upcoming expedition, and it was not necessarily really willing, especially that time, Lu Qingrong also drank wine......

However, at this time, after Lu Qingrong finished saying this, his face was already red, and he didn't say anything anymore.

Jiang Xuan, unwilling to destroy the rippling warmth in front of him, also had no words, just looked at her cute appearance at the moment, as if he couldn't see enough.

As everyone knows, Lu Qingrong is secretly thinking in his heart, Jiang Xuan must have drunk too much today, and I hope he can forget all these words tomorrow......

In fact, compared with those people in the Chengping Marquis Mansion, Jiang Xuan is definitely very sober.

At today's wedding banquet, among the uninvited guests, there were the most people in the Chengping Marquis Mansion.

At this time, the Chengping Marquis Mansion, a total of four carriages, slowly stopped in front of the mansion.

In every person who got out of the carriage, there was one who was unsteady and needed help.

The Chengping Hou and the second master in front were better, and with the support of Mrs. Hou and the second lady respectively, they went back to their own yards.

The Hou Shizi of Chengping and Song Shixiang in the back will be in a lot of trouble.

Chengping Hou Shizi was a little stronger, and two maids came out of the house, one left and one right, and they could be regarded as taking him away.

Only Song Shixiang fell in the carriage, like a puddle of mud, and he couldn't help him.

He Qingwan had to call a few small servants in front of the door to come over, dragged him out of the car alive, and reluctantly carried him back to their yard.

Don't look at Song Shixiang, he doesn't even have the strength to stand, but his mouth is not idle all the time.

Just those few words over and over again, one moment to go to the imperial examination to enter the office, and another time to charge into battle......

He Qingwan was used to hearing his heroic words covered by clouds and mountains and mist, and she didn't care about it at first, but when she saw the little guys carrying him, all of them had strange expressions, as if they were smiling, and she suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Finally carried Song Shixiang back to the inner room, and He Qingwan could be regarded as able to take a breath.

She sat on the edge of the black lacquered wood stepping bed and glanced sideways at Song Shixiang.

I saw that his already limp body moved slightly, as if retching.

He Qingwan secretly said that it was not good, but it was too late.

By the time she hurriedly called Xiangqiao and a few maids in, Song Shixiang had already vomited on the bed.

The maids were in a hurry.

Some helped Song Shixiang to go to the clean room to freshen up and change clothes, and some cleaned the inner room and changed the bedding.

He Qingwan sat on the brocade stool at the table, looking at the messy qiqi in the room, thinking of today's everything, and suddenly felt a little disheartened.

The Chengping Marquis Mansion has lost its former glory, and compared with other noble families that are also Houmen, they have fallen behind, not to mention the Jingyuan Marquis Mansion, which is in full swing.

Song Shixiang is a concubine again, even in the house, she is also not taken seriously, and by the way, even she has no status at all.

However, when she came out of Shunde Building today, He Qingwan obviously felt that the people in the house seemed to be a little more enthusiastic about her, except for the Guo family.

On weekdays, she would have been happy, but this time she was not happy at all.

Because she knows the reason for this, it has something to do with the Marquis of Jingyuan's Mansion and that Lu Qingrong!

They must have seen themselves and Lu Qingrong at the same table, thinking that the two of them really had sisterhood.

And the reason why Guo's has not changed is because she was also in the middle of the banquet and saw the real situation.

Come to think of it, after Guo spreads what she has seen and heard, those changes will no longer exist......

He Qingwan worked alone, and the room gradually returned to calm.

The bedding on the bed was all new, and Song Shixiang also changed and washed it and was brought back.

He Qingwan looked coldly at the qiē in front of him.

From being in Shunde Building today, to coming back to let him carry him into the house, to his non-stop nonsense......

In the past, she always persuaded herself that Song Shixiang was at least on par with Jiang Xuan in appearance, and those who couldn't be seen or touched wouldn't go to the bottom of it.

Today is the first time she deeply feels that Song Shixiang has embarrassed her. R1152