The study room was surprisingly quiet, and for a while I could only hear the sound of brushing and brushing when the tip of the pen fell on the rice paper.

Yuan Yuan peeked at the person sitting above him, and continued, "The young lady took medicine in the morning and used a bowl of wolfberry pigeon soup, and her appetite is better than yesterday......

Song Zixun bowed slightly, put down his pen and took the wet handkerchief handed by Changxing, "What did Mrs. Du say to the young lady?" ”

Yuan Yuan pursed her lips and said weakly, "Slave maid...... The slave and maid didn't know. ”

Song Zixun paused slightly as he wiped his hands, and raised his eyebrows in displeasure.

Yuan Yuan lowered her head and said timidly, "The slave went to the kitchen to watch the fire at that time...... Yes, it's Mama An and Sister Qinghe who are waiting in the house......"

Suddenly there was a "pop" sound in my ears.

Yuan Yuan was so frightened that his body trembled, and he subconsciously raised his head, but saw Song Zixun throwing the wet handkerchief into the tray, and a pair of deep eyes looked at him with a smile instead of a smile.

Yuan Yuan's heart sank, and he looked at his cousin Changxing for help.

The latter quietly waved his hand at her with Song Zixun behind his back and gave her an "honest explanation" look.

Yuan Yuan fought for a while in his heart, and then he spoke, "But when the slave maid went in with the soup, it was ...... I vaguely heard Mrs. Du say a few words......"

Song Zixun's gaze shot coldly at her.

Yuan Yuan gritted her teeth and said angrily, "Mrs. Du said that if the young lady is really willful, not only will she damage the reputation of herself and her sisters, but even the lords and young masters of the Du family will be burdened by her and can't raise their heads outside...... "After she finished speaking, she quickly raised her head and looked at Song Zixun in fear.

Song Zixun pursed his lips.

After a while, I heard him ask in a deep voice, "What did the young lady say after hearing this?" ”

Yuan Yuan shook her head, "The young lady didn't speak again...... she whispered, "It's just that when the slave maid entered the house, the eyes of Mrs. Du and the young lady were red...... Later, after not staying long, Mrs. Du went back. ”

Song Zixun was silent and waved his hand, "Go down." ”

The garden was like an amnesty, and he quickly retreated.

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The afternoon sun shines softly through the window lattice, casting mottled shadows on the ground.

Qinghe was sitting on a small pestle doing needlework, when she suddenly heard a sound of footsteps outside.

She hurriedly stood up, and before she could step forward, she saw Yuan Yuan tiptoeing open the curtain and inviting Song Zixun in.

"The slave has seen the eldest young master."

Song Zixun bowed slightly, "The young lady is awake?" ”

Qinghe said in a low voice, "Not yet." ”

While speaking, Song Zixun had already walked to Du Rongzhi's bed with light steps, and waved at her, "Stand down." ”

Qinghe hesitated slightly, "The young lady has been asleep for more than an hour, I'm afraid it should be time to wake up this time, if there is no one in the house to serve-"

Song Zixun turned his head and glanced at her coldly, "Go down." ”

Qinghe pursed her lips and was about to speak, but Yuan Yuan next to her hurriedly grabbed her arm, "Yes, the slave and maid are leaving." Then without saying a word, he dragged her out of the house.

When the two of them arrived outside, Qinghe shook off Yuan Yuan's hand and said angrily, "If you want to go, you can go, what are you pulling me for?!" ”

Yuan Yuan was also helpless, "Oh, my good sister, I still want to ask you what you are doing!" Ye Na obviously wants to be alone with the young lady for a while, why are you-"

"I don't know what you want to do," Qinghe interrupted in a cold voice, "I just know that the young lady doesn't want to be alone with him now." ”

Yuan Yuan glanced into the room and asked in a low voice, "It's just that the young lady doesn't want to...... Can we be the current people? ”

Qinghe was silent.

Yuan Yuan sighed, "Don't say that we can't do it, it's just that the young lady herself ......" her voice paused, and said in as light a tone as possible, "Besides, how can the couple have an overnight feud...... The young lady lost her temper with her father because she had just lost her child and was overly sad...... How can what you said at that time be true? After a while, the young lady's body has recovered and her spirit has improved, and she will still be as good as before...... My sister won't be dead......"

Qinghe looked at her for a while, and then hooked her lips coldly for a while, "I'm not as lively as you." He turned around and left.

Yuan Yuan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly pulled her sleeve, "Where are you going?" ”

Qinghe brushed it away lightly, "The young lady is about to wake up, I'll go and see if the medicine is good." ”

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Green smoke curled in the incense burner, and even the bitter medicinal smell in the room was muffled by a faint fragrance.

Song Zixun raised his hand and opened the tent, revealing Du Rongzhi's little face half-hidden by green silk inside.

Song Zixun watched silently for a while, then reached out to touch her cheek.

Because of too much blood loss, Du Rongzhi's complexion still looked very bad, her cheeks were so thin that she was almost sunk into it, and even her lips were almost sickly pale. She didn't sleep well, her delicate eyebrows were wrinkled tightly, and her slender eyelashes were still stained with tears, and she was crying in a dream.

Song Zixun's big palm swept across her cheeks, and her fingertips gently wiped the water from her long eyelashes, "Rong Zhi...... Wake up. ”

Du Rongzhi opened her eyes in a daze, and before she could get used to the light outside, warm liquid had suddenly gushed out from the bottom of her eyes.

Song Zixun hurriedly helped her up and hugged her in his arms, and coaxed in a low voice, "Don't cry...... It's just a dream, Rong'er...... You just had a nightmare. He lowered his head, his hot lips covering her watery eyes with guilt and urgency, and kissed the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Du Rongzhi looked at the familiar face in front of her with teary eyes, and didn't move.

Seeing that he never got any response from the other party, Song Zixun sighed helplessly, hugged her and whispered, "I know you are still blaming me in your heart...... Actually, I was going to go to see you that night, but I didn't expect Mrs. Fu to come suddenly...... You also know who she is, if you can't appease her, there will be trouble in the future, and grandmother will be even more angry with you......" His hand holding Du Rongzhi tightened more and more, "The child's business is that I can't live with you, but I also have my helplessness...... Rong'er, don't be angry with me anymore, and don't ignore me...... Good no good? ”

The two of them were so close together that his hot breath even blew on her face......

But her body is cold, and her heart is cold.

"I'm not angry with you." I don't know how long it took, he finally heard Du Rongzhi say softly.

Song Zixun was overjoyed in his heart, and was about to speak, when he suddenly heard her continue, "What I told you that day is what I have always thought in my heart......"

She said, her gaze slowly turning to him.

The eyes that were once as rippling as rippling waves, like bright spring colors, and as clear and bright as the bright stars in the night sky, were now like a pool of undulating stagnant water, just looking at him quietly.

"Song Zixun, let's finish......"

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