"Tell me about it."

Strange, how strange can it be? Xue Chen thought that he had seen a lot of strange people.

"You also know that except for you and the old marquis, no one else in the house can accept protégés, so the eldest young master's subordinates have always been recruited as a family member, and this person was also recruited as a family member, but he is frail and sick and rarely appears in front of everyone."

Hearing this, Xue Chen thought for a while, after he came back, he should not have seen this person by Xue Qian's side.

"I haven't seen it?" Xue Chen asked the big man.

"Not only have you not seen it, but many people in the house have not seen it." The big guy replied truthfully, "A few of us only met that person a few times occasionally when we were on night duty. ”

"How does it look?"

"It's kind of ...... Weak, pale, bloodless, and ...... None of us remember what he looked like, but I happened to see his hands, all calluses, which didn't match his face at all. ”

Xue Chen nodded, and when was the lighter that Su Qiange gave him appeared, it kept spinning.

After a pause, he said obediently, "That is, the old marquis has been unconscious since that time." ”

Hearing this, Xue Chen put the lighter back into his sleeve, turned his head to look at the figures moving outside, and raised his hand to let the big guys hide.

Not long after the big boys disappeared, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Suqing, are you still copying scriptures?"

"Ah, big brother? It's already done. Saying that, Xue Chen stood up and opened the door, "Is there anything wrong with the eldest brother coming so late?" ”

When the words landed, Xue Chen saw a familiar face standing next to Xue Qian, saying that it was familiar, not looking familiar, but familiar in the impression.

How can it be unfamiliar, I just heard about this person from the description of the big guy, and now I see it.

It's really pale, it doesn't look bloody, and it's easy for people to be completely unable to remember the existence of their facial features, it's interesting, Xue Chen looked at the well-dressed man with a pale face next to Xue Qian, and he was playful in his heart.

After a while, Xue Chen took his gaze back and looked at Xue Qian.

Xue Qian smiled at Xue Chen, "Suqing, don't invite me in?" ”

Hearing this, Xue Chen immediately turned sideways, let Xue Qian in, and closed the door with Xue Qian's footsteps, and poured Xue Qian a cup of tea by the way.

"It's so late, why are you here, big brother?"

"Ah, it's not like you've been summoned to the palace by the emperor every day in the past two days, I want to tell you something, but I can't find you, and now I'm here to tell you."

Xue Chen nodded, refilled a cup of tea for himself, and sat opposite Xue Qian.

Picking up the teacup and glancing at it, Xue Qian said, "Look at you, why don't people who don't know how to make tea say it directly?" Obviously, the maid arranged for you is outside, and you still insist on doing it yourself. ”

"The tea you brew yourself is more fragrant." Xue Chen smiled slightly, put the tea to his lips, and drank it gently, "Actually, it tastes good, big brother, you can try it." ”

Putting down the teacup, Xue Chen looked at Xue Qian and said with a smile.

Xue Qian put the teacup on the table when he heard this, and shook his head with a smile, "No, drinking tea at night, it's easy to fall asleep, I haven't slept well recently, and if I go down with such a cup of tea, it's over." ”

After a pause, Xue Qian looked at Xue Chen.

"Suqing, there are two things that the eldest brother came to you today, one is whether Daddy's Langzhong should be changed, or a pair of medicines, although the current state is flat, it is really sad that it has not improved."

Xue Chen nodded when he heard this, "The eldest brother is right, the eldest brother is taking care of my father's condition on weekdays, and it is better for the eldest brother to check the things in the changer, I can't do anything, so I can only copy the Buddhist scriptures for my father." ”

Hearing this, Xue Qian's eyes were moved.

"Look at what you said, if you can have this filial piety, your father will be satisfied if he knows it."

"What's the matter, big brother?" Xue Chen asked.

"There is one more thing, that is, seeing that the New Year is approaching, our house, up and down, should also be renewed, especially your clothes, I see that after you come back, there are not many clothes on your body, you are picking up what you can wear, this is not good."

As he spoke, Xue Qian asked the pale-faced man beside him to come forward, and the man took out a tape measure from his cuff.

The flickering candle flame shone on the ruler, and even if it was blocked by the man, it inevitably reflected the subtle golden light.

"This is the tailor I invited from Qingzhou a few months ago, usually just to make clothes for me alone, but now he asks him to measure you too, so that he can make one for you."

The candle flame flickered in the lampshade, and Xue Chen looked at the man with a pale face and a humble expression, who was as immobile as a mountain on the surface, but he had already been vigilant in his heart.

"Big brother, don't you usually go to Furong Fang to measure clothes? Why did it suddenly become at home this year? ”

Xue Qian's expression was still unwavering when he heard this, "In the past, my father was here, so I naturally went to Furong Fang, but now my father has been sick for more than half a year, and the house has spent a lot of money for my father's illness, so naturally I want to save money from other places, and my skills are very good in Chunlai, you can trust him." ”

Saying that, Xue Qian also showed the purple unicorn robe on his body to Xue Chen.

"Look at the embroidery work on this, it is from the hands of Chunlai, you look at this delicate texture, isn't it beautiful? The eyeballs of this unicorn are as lifelike as they are alive! ”

For the tailor named Chunlai under his command, Xue Qian did not hesitate to praise him.

Hearing this, Xue Chen took a closer look at the unicorn embroidered on Xue Qian's body, no matter in terms of luster and vividness, it was indeed good, but this embroidery method didn't seem to be very common.

"That's good."

Xue Chen nodded, and did not tell Xue Qian about the problem of embroidery on clothes.

Seeing that Xue Chen liked it, Xue Qian immediately spoke, "Let Chun measure it for you, so that I can make you a copy." ”

Hearing this, Xue Chen looked at Chunlai who was holding a tape measure in his hand in Shuangcang Abi, such a senior's posture and mediocre facial features are indeed not easy for people to remember, but there is no reason why they can't even remember the big ones, in the end, this self still has kung fu, right?

"Is it convenient?"

Xue Chen asked about Chunlai.

"It's naturally convenient, the slave came this time, and it was specially tailored for the little marquis."

Nodding, Xue Chen stood up, his hands spread on his sides and looked at Chunlai.

"Come on."

Chunlai leaned over and approached Xue Chen, and began to measure Xue Chen with a tape measure, Chunlai was not tall, and it was inconvenient to reach Xue Chen, so he started from the lower body.

Xue Chen watched Chunlai measure himself, and he didn't mean to be nervous at all, but was very relaxed.

Xue Qian looked at Xue Chen's relaxed appearance from behind and smiled, "It seems that Su Qing has long wanted to make clothes." ”

Probably Chunlai didn't notice it himself, but as a person who was measured to the root of the most sensitive thigh, Xue Chen suddenly felt that Chunlai's hand trembled when Xue Qian said this.

So...... Is this a code?

Xue Chen secretly felt interesting, it seemed that these two people came prepared.

Thinking like this in his heart, Xue Chen still didn't forget the relaxed interaction with Xue Qian on the surface, "Big brother, what are you talking about, how can anyone not like new clothes." ”

Xue Qian nodded, "It's good if you like it, it's good if you like it, I'm afraid you won't like it." ”

While speaking, Chunlai had already measured his upper body, Xue Chen turned around and sat down, thinking that Chunlai had all been measured, but heard Chunlai say, "Little Hou Ye, there is still a neck missing." ”

Xue Chen was stunned when he heard this.

"I don't usually like to wear a corseted collar, so I don't have to measure my neck."

"No, little Hou Ye, even if you don't wear a collar, you have to know how much proportion you have left in the neckline."

Chunlai spoke unhurriedly, and there were no emotional ups and downs, Xue Chen hated such people, he liked to be lively, and he didn't have to guess anything on his face, just like Su Qiange.

It's really tiring to look at the details of other people's movements and guess what other people think.

Looking at Chunlai, the uncomfortable feeling that had been lost for a long time came to fruition, Xue Chen's eyes were cold for a moment, but he soon returned to his usual smiling appearance.

Heck, he does hate himself a little bit.

"Come on."

Xue Chen said to Chunlai.

Hearing this, Chunlai stepped forward and wrapped the tape measure around Xue Chen's neck, Xue Chen didn't feel anything before, but now that the tape measure was on his neck, Xue Chen felt it.

The material of the tape measure in Chunlai's hand is different from others, it is easy to cut the thread of the object, this kind of thing is not familiar to ordinary people, Xue Chenke is very familiar with it, his mother committed suicide by pulling the thread, and wanted to take him with him before he died, but unfortunately he escaped.

What it was like to pull the thread around the neck, no one knew better than Xue Chen, but unfortunately Xue Qian was not there at that time.

If Xue Qian was there at that time, he wouldn't have let this Chun Lai approach him in this way so carelessly.

The silk thread was tightly wrapped around the neck, and the cold touch made the green tendons on the neck jump no different than usual, but the atmosphere between the two revealed a weirdness.

Xue Chen, "Master Chunlai, are you okay?" ”

Chunlai retracted the tape measure around Xue Chen's neck when he heard this, and his movements were natural, as if all the progress was a false alarm.

"Okay, the little marquis is very good, you can pick a few more pieces of cloth you like these days, and the slave will definitely make you a good dress."

Xue Chen nodded and turned to Xue Qian and said, "Big brother, this matter will trouble Master Chunlai, I shouldn't be out of the house these days, the emperor doesn't need me anymore, if you or Master Chunlai have anything, just come to me directly." ”

Xue Qian nodded with a smile when he heard this, stood up, and said to Xue Chen, "It's best if you can stay at home for a few more days, and then there will be nothing to do, so I'll leave with Chunlai." ”

Seeing this, Xue Chen immediately followed Xue Qian's footsteps, opened the door, and watched Xue Qian and Chunlai leave.

The maid outside the house was still standing, Xue Chen looked at her frozen little face and said red, "It's such a cold day, it's not good to let a woman stand outside, you go back and rest, I just have a guard on my side." ”

When the maid heard this, she hurried back to their small courtyard without even giving in.

Xue Chen closed the door and turned around to return to his Taishi chair, picked up the tea cup again, drank the tea, and lay quietly on the ground with the tape measure that Chunlai had just given Xue Chen.

The candle flame flickered and shone on the tape measure, but it didn't have the luster it had when it was pulled out of Chunlai's sleeve just now.

Xue Chen's eyes fell on the tape measure, the tea cup in his hand paused, and he said in a low voice, "Yo, did the thing fall here?" ”

Outside the courtyard, Xue Qian had just walked out of Xue Chen's courtyard with Chunlai, and he saw Chunlai's footsteps.

"What's wrong?" Xue Qian asked coldly.

"Back to the eldest young master, the tape measure has fallen."