In these years, subordinates are not so easy to be.

"Gone."

Seeing Lu Wei's expression, Gu Hanjing knew what he was thinking again, glanced at him, and flew away first, afraid that he had been too soft-hearted recently, causing this Lu Wei to become more and more bold, and it seemed that he would have to find some hardship to eat in the future.

Pity Wen Xian'an, who is sleeping Zhengxiang, I don't know what happened, in my dream she is still holding the chicken leg and gnawing Zhengxiang...

A light rain fell outside the window.

The white clouds are lonely, moving slowly, Chunxi took the fold, closed the window, carefully closed the curtains, the eaves raindrops fell down the gaps, the breeze, the purple and blue wind chimes hung with golden tassels, dancing with the wind.

There were many pedestrians on the road, and the men in the robes were in a hurry, and the little man who drove the carriage waved his whip on the horse's body, only to see a roar, and the steps were faster, and the wheels of the carriage were on the ground, leaving a circle of marks.

The sound of the rain grew louder, the clouds covered the sky, gradually flooded the roof, a white and vast scene, only the sound of it, not the top of it, the noise disappeared and was replaced by a stream of dripping rain.

Outside the Ruyi Hall, a young man in a green shirt is pulling out the little girl in the porcelain altar with a red leaf and peach and apricot, with two pigtails, a red ribbon tied to her hair, and a pair of slippery eyes, holding an ancient tong umbrella in her right hand, covering the man, and the umbrella paper exudes a faint smell of ancient tong.

"Brother Ansheng, this is Miss's favorite flower, look at this rain, I have to move these two pots of wood leaf red into the house quickly."

Wood leaf red, also known as stem red, is a kind of orchid plant, because the leaves and wood are the same, single, complex texture, hard leaves, so it is named wood leaf red, this plant likes shade and loves cold, very picky, lives in the red soil, met in the extreme year, is Wen Xian'an went out by chance, happened to meet two, solid seedlings, can not be used for medicine, then equipped with special medicine signs.

An Sheng nodded, a pair of cold eyes were stained with light, rolled up his sleeves, and held up Konoha Hong on the ground, Chun Xi let him see a vacant seat, An Sheng hung low, his hands covered the top of Konoha Hong's head, and carefully protected.

Chunxi closed the door, and the sound of rain was cut off.

Inside the house, Wen Xian'an, wearing a white shirt and blue skirt, slowly went downstairs with a wooden railing, and after a few hours of busy today, it rained, and after sending the last patient, An Sheng hung up the sign of suspension of business, Wen Xian'an tidied up, and went upstairs early, and changed back into a woman's dress.

"Miss, it's raining quite heavily outside, so it's not too late to wait and go home."

Wen Xian'an shook his head, listening to the sound of rain outside the door, a little sad, look at this hour, I'm afraid it's close to noon, if I don't go back, I'm afraid it will be Duanrui, An Sheng took the Gu Tong umbrella in Chunxi's hand, and said loudly: "Miss, you might as well be sent back by An Sheng." ”

Pushed open the door, a cold wind hit, wrapped around the sleeves, the raindrops scattered on the face, cold, there were biting, Wen Xian'an nodded, it was a tacit approval of An Sheng's words.

An Sheng stretched out the handle of the umbrella, the orange umbrella top covered Wen Xian'an's head, the two stepped into the rain, Chunxi wrung his hands, looked at the figure that disappeared in the rain, and was a little worried.

Walking outside the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the rain gradually decreased, and there was water in the small pits on the ground, clear and transparent, reflecting the human figure, An Sheng handed over the umbrella he was carrying, and instructed: "Miss, go slowly." ”

Wen Xian'an nodded, took the umbrella, stepped on the steps, knocked on the door, "squeak", the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion opened, and a face bag poked out of the door, it was the housekeeper in the house, looked around, half-pushed the door, the voice was a little old, like a rusty door, and whispered: "Miss is back, please come in." ”

After collecting the umbrella and entering the door, at the corner not far away, a young man in green clothes looked at the slowly closed door and left with an umbrella.

When I returned to the yard, the rain had stopped, and Qingling was sorting out the stumps that had fallen in the yard, and the tail of the skirt had been soaked with two waters, and when I saw Wen Xian'an's figure, I didn't hurry to wipe my hands, and ran over quickly, with uncontrollable joy on my face, and said, "Miss, you're back." ”

Wen Xian'an nodded, entered the house, and followed behind him.

I found a place to sit down, pinched my sore arms and back, and worked hard for two days in a row, and my body was sore.

Qingling made a pot of hot tea and placed it on the table, Wen Xian lay on the soft collapse, holding a book in his right hand, reading it carefully, suddenly, his eyes glanced at the table on the side, there was a cup of undrunk tea, there was no heat, obviously after a while, someone in this room should have come, put down the scroll in his hand, stared at the teacup, thought for a moment and asked: "After I left, someone came." ”

Qingling put down the duster in his hand and replied: "The third lady came just now, and I used the excuse that the young lady was taking a nap, so the third lady didn't ask more, but said that she would go to Zhou Mingju when the young lady woke up." ”

Aunt Zhou? What did she ask me to do.

That's it, Wen Xian'an got up and put the book aside, since the other party intended to invite, if she refused, she would be a little unable to say.

"Light spirit, go to Zhou Mingju."

"Yes."

Zhou Mingju.

She is not very familiar with this road, and she has not come a few times in her impression, I heard others say that Zhou Mingju lives in a sick child and spends her days on medicine, but this is not wrong, Aunt Zhou's body does have a faint fragrance of medicine, even if there is a sachet hanging on her body, she can't hide it, and she is afraid of the eyes of the people around her, so she simply moved from the original house to Zhou Mingju.

However, her father is very fond of Aunt Zhou, and every time he comes back, he will bring some expensive medicinal materials to her to replenish her body, this reward is a blessing that others do not have, which also leads to Lou's arrogant temperament and warm and introverted temperament.

Stepping into Zhou Mingju, there was only one maid to receive him, saying that it was for the sake of quietness, so he only needed a maid to serve.

"Miss, Madame is waiting for you in the house."

Wen Xian'an smiled faintly, left the light spirit outside the house, and entered the room alone, through the screen, a figure could be vaguely seen sitting at the table, Wen Xian'an didn't make a sound, and Aunt Zhou's voice came from behind the screen,

"Xian'an, here."

"Yes, Third Aunt."

Although Wen Qingyue has a bad temperament and is quite scheming, but she can't hate the woman in front of her, Wen Xian'an walked through the screen, and then saw a woman sitting on the chair with blue smoke and water sleeves, holding the thread in her hand, and she was sewing and mending with her head down, and sometimes she had to sigh, obviously such a gentle person, there would be such a daughter as Wen Qingyue.

Zhou cut the thread in his hand with scissors, slowly raised his head, stretched out his hand and pointed to the stool on the side, and said, "Xian'an, sit down." ”