The spring breeze came from outside, blowing a few pots of begonias by the window and swaying gently, so delicate and delicate that they seemed to be clouds.

"Smack-" A sound suddenly sounded in the quiet room, and Du Rongzhi, who was crooked on the couch, opened his eyes and sat up, "...... What's wrong with this? ”

Qinghe walked over and picked up something from the ground and put it on the table, "Don't be afraid, young lady...... It's your book that's falling. ”

"Oh......" Du Rongzhi relaxed at this time, leaned back, and said lazily, "What do I say...... Scared me. ”

Qinghe couldn't help but laugh and said, "Seeing that you are still watching with relish, why did you fall asleep after turning around?" As he spoke, he tucked the thin jacket on her body.

Du Rongzhi yawned, her eyes were full of stars, "Spring is really lacking, and I somehow fell asleep......"

Qinghe smiled, "Young lady, do you still read this book?" ”

"I don't look at it." Du Rongzhi said excitedly, "Did Guan'er wake up?" ”

"Not yet." Qinghe smiled, "If Miss Sun wakes up, the nurse will bring it to you." ”

Du Rongzhi nodded and looked out the window, "It's a good day, let's go out for a walk." ”

"Okay." Thinking of Mama An's ear mentioning her face, Qinghe helped her down to the ground and said, "The young lady may not have arranged flowers for a long time...... Now the peach blossoms in the garden are in full bloom, why don't you accompany the slave to fold a few branches, and you can also ......send them to the master after you plug them in."

Du Rongzhi put his hand on her arm, glanced at her, and said with displeasure, "I planted my flowers, why do I have to send them to him?" ”

She sometimes feels that the people around her seem to be bought by Song Zixun, no matter what she does, it seems that she can always have something to do with him. She didn't like it......

Qinghe laughed twice, "That's what the slave said......"

Du Rongzhi glanced at her coldly, and was about to speak, but saw a little girl coming in from outside, blessed her, and said, "Young lady, Aunt Fu has come to greet you." ”

Du Rongzhi was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Qinghe, who hurriedly helped her sit down on the main seat, "Please come in and talk." ”

The little girl hurriedly answered, and after a while, she saw Fu Jingrou lift the curtain and come in from the outside.

Speaking of which, since Du Rongzhi came back from her parents' house, this is the first time the two have met. Previously, I only heard that Fu Shi took advantage of his absence to sneak to Song Zixun's study, and the two broke up for some reason...... Later, when she returned home, Fu only said that the old disease had recurred, and she kept her door closed...... In this way, Fu has been "sick" for nearly two months......

Du Rongzhi thought casually, and subconsciously glanced at Fu Jingrou.

She wore a goose yellow moon season flower gown today, and her delicate color made her skin extraordinarily fair, but she was indeed a little less clear than before, and she had a little more delicate and moving soft atmosphere.

“…… The concubine has been unwell for a while, and she has not been able to serve the young lady, and she is very frightened...... In the past few days, I feel that my body has become lighter, so I made two clothes for my eldest sister......" Fu Jingrou sat on the embroidery pier and said softly.

Du Rongzhi frowned disapprovingly, and said angrily, "Since my sister is unwell, she should be able to raise her well, why bother doing these Laoshizi?" When you look back, you're tired and sick, you should blame me for not knowing how to sympathize with my sister. ”

The smile on Fu Jingrou's face was a little reluctant. Who doesn't know that since that night - he hasn't seen her in a long time.

Fu Jingrou silently pinched the embroidered handkerchief in her hand, and said with a light smile, "The young lady said that she laughed...... It's too late for the eldest young master to feel sorry for you, so how can he be willing to blame you? She paused, "Besides, the problem of the concubine's body was originally brought from the mother's womb, and it has to occur several times a year, and she will get better after a while, which is nothing at all...... The young lady doesn't have to take it to heart. ”

Du Rongzhi sighed softly, "Having said that, my sister should also take care of her body." ”

Fu Jingrou hurriedly answered with a smile, and said, "The concubine hasn't seen the eldest sister for a few days, these two clothes are all made from memory, and I don't know if they fit, and I ask the young lady to help me pass the eyes, if it is small, the concubine can go back and make a new one." ”

As soon as Fu Jingrou's voice fell, Amber behind her hurriedly stepped forward with a big red lacquer tray, and two brightly colored baby coats were placed inside.

Du Rongzhi picked one up from it casually, and saw that it was embroidered with the pattern of fish playing lotus leaves, red fish and green leaves, lifelike, and couldn't help laughing, "My sister's needlework is really excellent, and the size is just right...... You've got a heart. ”

Fu Jingrou hurriedly said, "This is what a concubine should do." ”

The two talked for a while, and then they saw Yuan Yuan come in from outside with a food box.

When she saw Fu Jingrou, she was stunned for a moment, and then saluted and said, "Young lady, Madam An just boiled the barley lotus seed and duck soup...... Tell the young lady to drink it while it's hot. ”

Since Du Rongzhi injured her body in childbirth, Mama An went into the kitchen as soon as she had time to make some nourishing soup and water for her.

Du Rongzhi nodded, and before she could speak, Fu Jingrou on the side had already stood up and smiled softly, "The concubine hasn't served the young lady for a long time, so let the concubine come this time." With that, he couldn't help but take the food box from Yuan Yuan's hand.

Yuan Yuan glanced at Du Rongzhi inexplicably, and saw that the latter showed a "let her toss" expression, so he smiled and said, "Auntie, be careful of hot hands." ”

Fu Jingrou smiled at her gratefully, took out the soup cup from the food box, opened the lid, and carefully poured a bowl for Du Rongzhi.

The room was filled with the unique smell of old duck.

Fu Jingrou took the spoon and stirred it a few times, until it didn't feel so hot, and then handed it to Du Rongzhi respectfully, "Young lady, please use it." ”

Du Rongzhi took it with a smile, and while wondering what kind of medicine Fu Jingrou was selling in the gourd today, she scooped a spoonful of soup and prepared to send it to her mouth.

"Vomit—" A suppressed vomiting sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

This voice was particularly abrupt and harsh in the originally quiet room, and Qinghe and Yuan Yuan's faces changed suddenly, and they glanced at each other almost at the same time, and each saw shock and panic in each other's eyes.

Fu Jingrou's face suddenly turned pale, and her beautiful apricot eyes were quickly covered with a layer of mist...... She covered her mouth tightly, as if she tried her best to suppress it, but it backfired, and she couldn't help but vomit a few times in succession.

For a moment, it was as if even the air around me was still......

Du Rongzhi didn't seem to be listening.

She slowly put down the spoon, raised her head to look at Fu Jingrou and smiled, and asked softly, "Is there anything uncomfortable with my sister?" ”

The woman's voice was as gentle and soft as ever, but the smile gradually cooled and solidified in her eyes.

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