When Yan Tingcheng received the secret letter from Li Heng's hand, his hands were a little trembling with excitement in his heart, there was no news of Ye Qing in the past few days, let alone anyone who couldn't see him, for Yan Tingcheng, these days were as difficult as years.

Now that she suddenly received a letter from Ye Qing asking Li Heng to bring her, although she knew that it would not be a personal matter, she was still full of excitement and a little excitement in her heart.

"You said he asked me to buy a lot of petals? It doesn't matter what kind of petals it is? Did you say what it was for? Yan Chengcheng didn't open the thick letter for the first time, but asked after Li Heng spoke.

"I didn't say what it was for. As for the petals, he said that any petal will do, as long as it is not leaves or weeds. Li Heng had already written word for word just now, and conveyed the words that Ye Qing had confessed when he came out of Ye Qing's house to Yan Qingcheng.

"And what else did he say?" Yan Tingcheng felt a trace of anticipation in her heart, not seeing each other for a day was like three autumns, for her, the last time she met Ye Qing, it seemed to be a long time ago.

"No, nothing more." Li Heng shook his head, that's all Ye Qing explained.

Yan Chengcheng didn't give up, and asked people to bring a letter and didn't say anything, which always felt that something was missing for her, so she racked her brains and thought for a long time or asked, "What should I do with the collected petals?" How to store it? Would you like to tell him and let him come and have a look? ”

"This ...... He didn't say it. Li Heng paused, and then said: "But I think it's better to forget about the past few days, yesterday he went to the forbidden military camp, and was buried by a high wall built up of sacks, and when he dug it out, he ......." ”

"What? Is there anything wrong with him? You'er, prepare the carriage ....... Yan Qingcheng was shocked, as if the sky had fallen in an instant, his mind was in a trance, and his hands and feet became a little cold.

"Ahem...... That's okay with him, if there is something, it won't be enough for me to send you a letter, it's just a little inconvenient to move, I guess it's good to raise it for a few days. Li Heng looked at Yan Qingcheng's nervous and helpless appearance, and wondered in his heart, the eldest lady of the Yan family didn't care so much about them on weekdays, how could she hear that Ye Qing had an accident, and felt more nervous than his father's accident.

Seeing that Li Heng looked at him with some strange eyes, Yan Chengcheng felt weak for no reason, pinched the envelope in his hand and thought about it uneasily, and said, "That...... Thank you so much. ”

Yan Tingcheng wanted to ask where he was hurt, but for some reason, when the words came out of his mouth, they turned into thank you Li Heng, so after watching Li Heng leave, Yan Tingcheng couldn't be down-to-earth in his heart, and kept thinking about how Ye Qing was doing now.

But fortunately, when I noticed the letter in my hand again, a sweet smile involuntarily appeared on my face, and I took the letter and walked to my embroidery building.

There are more than a dozen pieces of paper in the letter, and the handwriting is similar to some of Yan Qingcheng's so-called rare words, and at a glance, you can see that it is indeed from Ye Qing's hand, but compared to the advice given to him at the beginning, the words are much more solid than before, although it is not strong and powerful, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, but it can be said that it is reasonable and can be handled.

It describes in detail how to make candles, how to purify the oil and other related matters, but at the end of the note, a paragraph is written: "Remember not to spread the word, find someone you trust and reliable to do, otherwise I will share the account with you when the time comes, and I will be seven and you three." ”

Looking at the short paragraph of the last note, the corners of Yan Chengcheng's mouth couldn't help but evoke a knowing smile, and muttered to himself: "Hmph, you are a money fan, and people compare you to an empty valley orchid, if you are willing, I am willing!" ”

"Miss, what are you talking about?" You'er's voice came from behind.

Yan Qingcheng, who was startled, felt a tight heart, and reflexively wanted to reach out to cover those few pieces of letterhead, but suddenly felt that there was nothing written on these papers, and he felt that he was empty.

"Oh, nothing, looking at this stuff. By the way, you give these to Mr. Su, and ask him to find a reliable person in the workshop and try to make the candle according to what is written on it. Yan Tingcheng sorted out the dozen or so pieces of paper in turn, and when he saw the short paragraph of the remarks at the end, he suddenly hesitated a little.

So just after handing the dozen or so pieces of paper in his hand to You'er, he suddenly regretted and said, "You'er, wait a minute." ”

"What's wrong, Miss?" You'er, who just came in, is still confused, and always feels that Miss seems to be a little abnormal today, although her mood is much better than in the past two days, but she still feels like something is different.

"Wait a minute, after I copy this copy, you can go and take it to Manager Su, and the original letter should be placed here with me first." Yan Qingcheng was afraid that You'er would find out about her own careful thoughts, and she wanted to leave a dozen pieces of paper written by Ye Qing herself.

So after finishing speaking, he took the dozen or so pieces of paper from You'er's hand, and while walking to the study, he urged the stunned You'er to hurry up and study the ink.

In the past two days, Ye Qing has lived a comfortable and quiet life for outsiders, opening his mouth for food, stretching out his hands for clothes, and from time to time sitting on the recliner and moaning a few times without illness, and then it will attract Bai Chun and Jin Se nervously asking, what's wrong, is it uncomfortable again?

So the two women would hurriedly push Ye Qing's shoulders from behind, and the other would put a cushion made of new cotton on Ye Qing's waist, in short, the only man in the family would serve comfortably, for fear of making him feel a little unhappy.

Cotton already existed in the Song Dynasty, but it was only used as a quilt or to make clothes, and it was not the kind of cotton that was bounced into the velvet of the previous life, but it was already soft and comfortable enough.

The new cotton is Bai Chun reluctant to use it, and he has been thinking about waiting for the winter to make a new quilt for each of the three of them, but now he sees Ye Qing in the past two days, humming and chirping, ouch yo.

Bai Chun couldn't bear it, so he had to make a thick new mattress and a new quilt for Ye Qing first, and after making a cushion on a reclining chair for Ye Qing for the rest, there was not much left, and it was not enough to give her and Jin Sesu two thin quilts.

Under the mulberry tree in the afternoon, Bai Chun and Jin Se had just served Master Ye on the recliner, and Jin Se hurriedly and obediently put the freshly brewed tea at hand after Master Ye drank the medicine.

Bai Chun was looking at himself with a cold face, holding a bird egg that he didn't know where to pick it from the yard, and was looking at himself pitifully.

Taking a long breath, the scene on his chest also rose and fell in a perfect arc, and his indifferent eyes glanced at Ye Qing again with hatred, and then said coldly: "Okay, you wait." ”

"Hehe, thank you sister-in-law." The poor man smiled at once.

After watching Bai Chun leave, the little girl first turned her head vigilantly and peeked at Bai Chun's departing back, and then squatted next to Ye Qing and asked in a low voice, "Childe, can you really hatch it out like this?" ”

"I don't know, try it, why don't you sleep and hold it at night? In case a little phoenix hatches, you can call you a mother when you open your mouth. Ye Qing looked at the small bird eggs mixed with the gray and green in the palm of his hand, and said casually.

"Don't want it, Jinse is not married yet, let it call her mother, wouldn't it make people poke the ...... backbone."

"Are you stupid? This is a bird, a phoenix, and not a person, who will ....... ”

"Then I don't want it either." Jin Se pouted, anyway, she didn't want to go to bed at night with such a small bird's egg.

And this bird egg was picked up from the grass as a stone when I was walking with Ye Qing yesterday, I thought it was a fast stone, but who knew that after picking it up, it turned out to be a bird egg, so it was held in the palm of Ye Qing's hand boringly.

In the past two days, he begged Bai Chun to give him some new cotton so that he could settle down for this bird's egg, but Bai Chun didn't agree, but he didn't know why, looking at Ye Qing's pitiful appearance today, he agreed for the first time.

After a while, Bai Chun walked over with a ball of new cotton in his hand with a cold face, and then handed it to Ye Qing with an unhappy face, and said: "If you can't hatch him, you will pay me ten catties of new cotton." ”

The little traitor immediately united with her young lady at this time: "That's it, Miss said yesterday that this bird egg was found in our house, it must have been abandoned by the bird, and it was abandoned because it knew that there was no way to hatch it, so it was abandoned. ”

"Hey...... You little traitor, just now you were thinking about letting the hatched bird call you mother, but now as soon as your young lady comes, you will change your hexagram, right? You little wallgrass, can you stand firmer? Ye Qing stared at the small wall grass Jinse, and then slowly got up from the recliner.

Seeing this, the two women in front of them had no choice but to help Ye Qing up from the recliner on the left and right, and then saw Ye Qing walking to the firewood pile by the courtyard wall, looking for thin dead branches and leaves.

"Why don't you put some mulberry leaves on it?"

"This is a bird's egg, not a cocoon, can it hatch silkworms?" Ye Qing's face was long, and he glanced at the small wall grass with a bad idea.

"What if." Jin Se pouted and said unconvinced.

"I'm too lazy to mess with you." Holding the nest of new cotton in his hand, he slowly and leisurely looked for suitable dead branches and leaves next to the pyre.

"Are you going to a banquet tomorrow?" Bai Chun looked at Ye Qing, who was walking like a puppet and moving step by step, like an old man in his last years, and said with some concern.

"Go, why don't you go? People don't go to the first invitation, it's a little inappropriate, isn't it? Ye Qing was busy building a nest for the bird's eggs, and said without looking back.

Now that he has made up his mind to survive in the Southern Song Dynasty, then he has to do something about it, and he has been whining every day for the past two days, and he has a lot of plans in his mind about what he should do next, what are the dangers around him, and what directions do they come from.

Including Bai Chun's potential danger and Yan Chengcheng's potential danger, Ye Qing had a lot of time in the past two days, under the service of Bai Chun and Jin Se, sitting on the recliner under the mulberry tree, thinking and making decisions completely.

Bai Chun looked at the tall back silently, and he didn't know if the little uncle's mind was sound, he was in his twenties, and he had never seen anyone as interested in a bird's egg as he was with the little traitor of Jinse, and now he was still helping Ye Qing find some dead leaves that he thought were suitable.

However, what made Bai Chun feel strange was that after being injured, Ye Qing, for some reason, gave her a more down-to-earth feeling, unlike before the injury, always giving herself a feeling that he would suddenly disappear into his own world without knowing when.