Chapter 8: Nameless Fire

The next day, Xie Zongren heard from his mother-in-law that Yun Xiu was sick.

"The girl said that she would go to see Gongzi Xie and her aunt when she was well." Chunlan lowered her head and secretly looked at the handsome young man, and deliberately combed the most popular bun in Yangzhou, but she didn't see Xie Zongren take a few more looks.

"I'll come back when the eighth girl is well." Xie Zongren saluted, got up and prepared to leave.

"Gongzi Xie, wait a minute." Chunlan bit her lip and took a few steps closer, "I heard that Gongzi is from the north, can you get used to it?" ”

A scent of jasmine head oil wafts in.

Xie Zongren subconsciously took two steps back and said with a light smile: "Everything is fine, Miss Xie cares." ”

Chunlan had a rare opportunity to be alone with the person she liked, so she naturally wanted to say a few more words: "It's cold, it's not appropriate to stay outside for a long time, the slave knows a shortcut, and sends the son back first." ”

Xie Zongren wanted to refuse, but he thought about something, nodded and asked Chunlan to lead the way.

"Eighth sister is so good, why is she sick?" He walked behind, as if he didn't mean to ask.

"It's hard to put into words." Chunlan couldn't wait to say a few more words to her sweetheart, slowed down, and lowered her voice, "The old lady has many rules, and the slave and maid are afraid of trouble from their mouths, if the son promises to ......"

"I'm not going to let the second person know." Xie Zongren looked at her knowingly.

Chunlan looked at each other, quickly dodged again, and replied in a panic: "My girl went to see Marquis Zhongyi, and in the end, Marquis Zhongyi only needed ten jars of old cellar-aged wine, and it was gone." ”

"Eighth sister going to see Zhongyi Hou?" Xie Zongren confirmed that he hadn't gone far after leaving the Weeping Flower Gate, and he guessed that something was wrong when he looked at Yun Xiu's expression.

It's just: "I heard about Zhongyi Hou in Yanjing, and he is by no means a good talker." ”

"The slave family doesn't know about this." Chunlan turned her head and smiled, "The prince knows that he is loyal and Yihou, and he is in Yangzhou together, why not catch up for a while?" ”

"Not familiar." Xie Zongren casually made an excuse and left first.

Chunlan looked at Xie Zongren's distant back in despair, and was reluctant to go back until she couldn't see it.

"You're back, and you don't know how to say anything about the medicine boiling on the stove." Chun Tao whispered to her, "I didn't find out, the medicinal soup was boiled dry." ”

"Got it." Chunlan was full of Xie Zongren's back, and said a perfunctory sentence and entered the house.

Yun Xiu leaned on the couch to embroider a handkerchief, Chunlan walked over, and while helping to clean up the broken threads, she flattered and said, "Girl, the slave has something to ask for." ”

"You say."

"Eighth girl, the slave maid heard Gongzi Xie say that Yangzhou is wet and cold, and his mother is not used to living there, so she wants to prepare more charcoal." Chunlan said, secretly looking at Yun Xiu's expression.

Sure enough, Yun Xiu's face sank: "Did Gongzi Xie say it, or was it your idea?" ”

How could Chunlan not see that her girl was displeased, bit her lower lip, and said in a low voice: "The slave maid doesn't dare to have an outside heart, just ask the girl to take some silver carbon from the courtyard for the sake of the Xie family's mother and son, and allow the slave and maid to take some silver carbon from the courtyard and send it, just a little bit." ”

"There is a fixed number of silver and carbon in each hospital," Chun Tao came in with the medicine and listened to it, and scolded, "You are a favor, at the end of the month, the silver carbon is not enough, and the girl is frozen, so go to Huishoutang to get the board!" ”

Chunlan knew that she was at a loss: "The girl only needs to deduct it from the slave's monthly money." ”

"You only have a few dollars a month, how can you buy silver carbon?" Chun Tao put down the medicine bowl and sneered, "On weekdays, the girl treats us well, and the rotten things are outsiders, and the master doesn't recognize them!" ”

"The girl is kind." Chunlan counterattacked, "How long have you been serving the girl, and the lesson has come to me!" ”

"Enough!" Yun Xiu's fierce gaze swept back and forth between the two, "I'll drink the medicine first, and I'll talk about this tomorrow." ”

Chunlan did not give up: "The girl ......"

"Get out!"

Yun Xiu had a nameless fire in his heart, picked up the bowl and threw it on the ground, the brown medicinal soup splashed everywhere, and the whole room suddenly fell silent.