Xingyue took the food out of the food box and put it on the table the same, looked at Ning Qinghan and said with a smile, "Miss, I bought a lot of pickled vegetables, sour and hot side dishes, and hot porridge, you can eat some quickly."

Ning Qinghan looked at the breakfast table that Xingyue bought with her heart, and was moved in her heart, "This dish has an appetite when you look at it, so Xingyue bothered."

Xingyue smiled and put the chopsticks in Ning Qinghan's hand, "Miss, hurry up and eat, when the slave sends a letter to Xinghua in a while, bring some ginseng and blood swallows over, and make up for Miss, how about it?" ”

Ning Qinghan rolled his eyes, thought for a moment, and nodded, "It's okay, but you must remember to be careful, don't let others find out." ”

"Miss, don't worry," Xingyue patted her chest and reassured

"The two new maids, you should be more careful, don't tell them everything, especially our identity, remember" Ning Qinghan looked at Xingyue's appearance and nodded uneasily

"The slave knows"

Ning Qinghan nodded, picked up the chopsticks and began to eat breakfast.

"Master, there's a beggar outside who has sent you a letter," Zhao said as he knocked on the door outside

"Xingyue, you go and bring the letter" Ning Qinghan heard the voice and glanced at Xingyue, who was standing aside

Xingyue understood, walked to the door, took the letter, and respectfully handed it to Ning Qinghan.

Ning Qinghan took the letter, looked up and down, and found that the letter was not sealed or signed, and took out the letter in confusion, only to see that it was written, "If you want to know the prescription for the plague, see you at Cuihu Pavilion at noon tomorrow"

Ning Qinghan couldn't help but be shocked in her heart, hurriedly kneaded the letter paper into dough and stuffed it into her sleeve, looked at Xingyue and said seriously, "Xingyue, you call Brother Zhao in, I have something to ask her"

"Yes, Miss"

When the "master" Zhao brother saw Ning Qinghan, he quickly knelt down and kowtowed,

"Who gave you the letter just now" Ning Qinghan didn't want to greet Brother Zhao too much, so he said directly

"It's a beggar, he said let me give this to the master," Zhao said in a low voice

"Where is that person," Ning Qinghan said reluctantly

"The beggar gave the letter to the slave and left," Zhao said nervously

"Okay, you go down first" Ning Qinghan looked at Brother Zhao's dodgy eyes, listened to her answer, and subconsciously felt that she had a problem, but in order not to startle the snake and alarm the people behind her, she still waved her hand and asked her to retreat.

"Miss, is something going on" Xingyue looked at Ning Qinghan's expression and asked with concern

"It's okay, you go down first, you must take care of these two maids today, so that they must not be discharged from the hospital." Ning Qinghan pretended to be calm and commanded

"But Miss, you haven't finished your breakfast yet," Xingyue retorted anxiously

"Don't worry about it yet," Ning Qinghan interrupted Xingyue's words, "Remember what I said, take care of those two maids!" ”

"Miss, don't worry, the slave has remembered" Xingyue saw that Ning Qinghan's face was not good, so she didn't dare to say more, so she bowed and retreated.

Ning Qinghan took out the crumpled letter from his sleeve and looked at it repeatedly, not knowing if he should go to the appointment. Ning Qinghan walked back and forth on the ground restlessly.