"Young lady, you've been writing for more than an hour...... Take a sip of tea and take a break. Qinghe stepped forward with hot tea and persuaded softly.

Du Rongzhi put down the pen, looked at the neat and neat handwriting on the paper, and took the teacup, "What is Sister Guan doing here?" ”

Qinghe smiled and said, "Mama Gu is leading the shuttlecock kicking in the yard...... Do you want the slave to invite Miss Sun over? ”

Du Rongzhi smiled lightly, "No need...... Tell her to play. ”

The sunlight shone through the window and fell on her thin little face, gilding it with a faint layer of gold.

Compared with the first few days of illness, her face is obviously much better, although she is still a little pale, but it is not bloodless after all, but there is a kind of morbid softness, and people can't help but feel pity when they see it.

Qinghe cautiously looked at her expression and asked in a low voice, "Young lady...... But are you afraid of scaring Miss Sun? ”

Du Rongzhi's smile was sluggish.

Two days ago, Guan'er happily showed her the newly written big characters, saying that it was taught by her father...... Her head was in a mess, and she didn't know what she had done......

When she came back to her senses from Wan'er's frightened cry, she found that the little belly pocket she was making in her hand had been cut into pieces......

She looked at her daughter's tear-stained little face that was crying and sobbing, and suddenly felt-

I can't go on like this......

Qinghe saw that Du Rongzhi had no words for a long time, and knew what she had thought, so she couldn't help but feel relieved, "A child's forgetfulness is the greatest...... After so many days, Miss Sun must not remember it for a long time...... Don't worry too much about it. ”

Du Rongzhi smiled and said gloomily, "That kid is thoughtful and very sensitive...... I'm afraid she'll think too much. Let's talk about it in a few days, when that matter is completely indifferent. ”

Qinghe nodded, "That's fine...... and said with a smile, "The slave maid looks at the young lady's spirit in the past two days. "Although I am copying scriptures every day, I am not as dazed as a while ago, and I can sleep peacefully for two or three hours at night...... It's already superb.

Du Rongzhi was silent, and slowly stroked the scriptures on the case with her hand, "Qinghe, I always think of our days in Beizhuang recently...... Carefree and free-spirited. ”

Qinghe was stunned, "Young lady......"

Du Rongzhi nodded her head, "I want to go out for a walk." ”

Qinghe pondered for a moment, "You haven't been to the house you bought in the suburbs once, why don't you take Miss Sun over to stay for a few days?" ”

Two years ago, Du Rongzhi bought a small house with a hot spring on the outskirts of the city, and originally planned to take her daughter there to escape the heat in the summer, but Song Zixun didn't let them go once on the grounds that he was busy with official business and couldn't worry about the two of them.

Du Rongzhi nodded, "It's okay." ”

In fact, it doesn't matter where she goes, the important thing is that she doesn't want to face him every day.

The last time I ran away from him was because I didn't know how to face it, but this time, I couldn't face it anymore.

Qinghe thought for a while, "The things in the house are ready-made, and you can use them after a little tidying up, but it's just ......" She wanted to speak and stopped.

In the past, when the relationship between the master and the young lady was good, he was reluctant to let the young lady out of his sight, but now the young lady is not only sick, but the two are so stiff, I am afraid that they are more and more reluctant to let go......

Du Rongzhi obviously thought about it too, she pursed her lips and was silent for a while, "Send someone to tell them to clean up first...... Wait for me to tell him. ”

Qinghe hesitated and whispered, "Do you think you can agree......

Du Rongzhi didn't answer, but only asked her, "Is it that no matter what I do, you will help me?" ”

Qinghe looked at the rare little brilliance in her dark eyes, and nodded solemnly, "Naturally, yes." "Three-two

"That'll do." Du Rongzhi's expression was slightly relaxed, revealing a shallow smile, "Don't leak the news about this matter first, and don't worry about the rest." ”

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Song Zixun came back late these days.

At this time of year, the rain begins to increase, and in addition to arranging for daily manpower to check for hidden dangers in the residential areas of rivers and depressions, he sometimes personally visits the villages below.

By the time he came back from his rounds, it was getting late.

Du Rongzhi had just bathed, wearing a light blue single coat and a white gauze skirt, and the bandeau inside was looming...... A dress that is going to bed.

She was sitting on the soft couch drinking medicine, and when she saw Song Zixun walking in, she subconsciously sat back.

The servants quickly served him and changed into his homely robes.

"Drinking medicine?" He sat down beside her, speechless.

"Hmm." She muttered, lowering her head and concentrating on stirring the black liquid in the bowl.

"Feeling better?" He cautiously asked, "Did you sleep well last night?" ”

"Hmm." She didn't look at him, put down the spoon, and drank the medicine in one gulp.

Yuan Yuan quickly brought water and candied fruit, she rinsed her mouth, wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and saw that he was still sitting still, so she asked, "Aren't you going to eat?" ”

Song Zixun was a little flattered, he held her hand and said softly, "I'm not hungry, I want to spend a little more time with you." ”

He has been going out early and returning late these days, and sometimes he comes back at night when the lights in her house have been extinguished. I heard Mama An say that she has been copying scriptures during the day recently, and her mood has slowly calmed down......

Du Rongzhi trembled lightly and withdrew her hand in fright, "It's not too early...... I'm going to sleep. ”

Song Zixun's eyes darkened, and he smiled reluctantly, "Okay." ”

She nodded, and was just about to get up, when she remembered in a trance, "I want to take Guan'er to Jing'en Temple to incense in two days, is it okay?" ”

Song Zixun hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Okay...... I'll arrange for some men to escort you when the time comes—"

"No!" She suddenly interrupted irritably, "With Mama An and them with you, don't want others to ......" she said, her eyes suddenly stared straight at him, and the fox asked, "You want people to spy on me?" ”

Song Zixun felt like he had been punched in the chest, and hurriedly whispered, "No, I just care about you." If you don't like it, don't let them follow, don't be nervous......"

She stared at him vigilantly for a long time before her expression finally relaxed, and said lightly, "You can go...... I'm going to sleep. ”

Song Zixun pursed his thin lips and nodded, "Then I'll go, you have a good rest." ”

"Hmm."

He stood up, "By the way, when I came back tonight, I passed by a noodle kneader's stall......" He took something out of his sleeve and handed it to Du Rongzhi, "I don't know if you like it or not." ”

Du Rongzhi looked over, she was a chubby girl, with dark eyes, a fleshy little face, wearing a goose-yellow skirt, and her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, which was very pleasing.

She was stunned, "These gadgets, Sister Guan will probably like them." ”

He withdrew his hand and pulled the corners of his lips bitterly, "Really...... Then I'll play with it for her. ”