Under the sun, the tender yellow petals glowed softly, making the woman's onion white fingers more and more slender and crystal like snowdrifts.

Du Zhong's wife died three years ago, leaving behind a pair of young children...... The girl is just twelve this year, and the boy is only four or five years old, but he has been taking care of his widow since he was a child...... "Qinghe chose a flower branch and handed it to Du Rongzhi, "It's not easy." ”

Du Rongzhi wore a half-new embroidered magnolia lilac gown, her hair was simply tied up, and her small face was not powdered, looking delicate and elegant, and she was getting smaller and smaller.

She pursed her lower lip when she heard this, and simply cut off the excess branches and leaves and inserted them into the porcelain vase, sighing, "Now that he is gone, it is even worse for their family......"

"Who said it wasn'......" Qinghe also sighed, "It's the second young lady who is kind-hearted, I heard that their family is in such a situation, when you pick a girl in the house this time-" Seeing Du Rongzhi raise her head, a pair of eyes looked at herself thoughtfully, Qinghe's voice paused, and she hurriedly lowered her head and said, "The slave is talkative......"

"What are you nervous about? I don't blame you. Du Rongzhi chuckled, lowered her head and continued to arrange flowers, "Besides, you're right, the second young lady is indeed a rare good person." Last time I was in the garden," ...... smile faded on her face, "thanks to her helping me." ”

Qinghe bit her lip reproachfully. She really didn't mean to remind the young lady of these unhappy things...... The young lady has behaved so normally these days that she almost forgot that she was actually still a patient......

She was thinking silently when she heard Du Rongzhi ask, "The second young lady has sent Du Zhong's daughter over to serve?" ”

"Yes." Qinghe hurriedly replied, "That little girl's name is Du Juan, and now she is a rough girl in the second young master's courtyard, although she is not serving her master closely, it is much easier and more decent than staying outside......

Du Rongzhi bowed slightly.

Shen Shuyan has a pure nature, and in her previous life, she never spoke ill of her infamous self, but often brought things to see her, and secretly took money to help her with some ...... With such a soft heart, it's no wonder that he would bring the cuckoo to his side......

Du Rongzhi thought for a moment, "What about other than that?" What else do you want to know? ”

"Nothing else is special...... Qinghe shook his head, "Originally, the horses in the stable were all carefully selected and trained by special personnel, and Han Er, who was on duty that day, was the son of the eldest lady who accompanied the room, and the master was also very trusted......" She paused and asked cautiously, "Does the young lady suspect that this accident was not because of thunder, but man-made?" ”

Thinking of this possibility, her face suddenly became solemn, "Could it be the eldest lady—"

Du Rongzhi patted her hand soothingly.

"I'm not skeptical." Du Rongzhi smiled, "It's just that something like this happened suddenly, and I felt uneasy...... So I just want to ask about it. ”

She didn't even know where this uneasiness was coming from...... Obviously, everything seems to be very reasonable - whether it is the news that Han Zonghao inquired about from the outside, or the inside of the Song family, there is nothing to doubt about the people involved in this matter......

It could also be because of her illness that she instinctively stopped trusting anything......

Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, because she remembered, "There is one more thing ......" She secretly looked at Du Rongzhi's gentle and calm face, and hesitated for a moment before she tentatively spoke, "When the slave maid came back, she still met Changwang on the road......"

Du Rongzhi frowned and looked at her puzzled.

Qinghe pursed her lips, "He said that Ye has contracted the wind cold since he came back from the temple, and he coughed very badly......" She looked at Du Rongzhi's face cautiously, and saw that she did not show a look of irritability or disgust, before continuing, "Sometimes I can't even sleep at night...... Because I was afraid of getting sick, I didn't come to see you. ”

Du Rongzhi let out a faint "oh" and inserted the last flower into the bottle.

"I guess it was a cold in the rain that day......" she put down her scissors, wiped her hands with a wet handkerchief, and smiled nonchalantly, "You wouldn't have said that before." ”

If there is really someone in this world who has always stood firmly on her side and supported her to reconcile with Song Zixun, that person will probably only be Qinghe......

But now she actually took the initiative to help Song Zixun speak......

Qinghe smiled embarrassedly and took the wet handkerchief in her hand, "In the past, the slave maid always felt that the eldest young master was not good to you, and he didn't really like you......" she whispered, "But that day on the edge of the cliff, the slave maid saw with her own eyes that the master didn't even care about his life in order to save you...... " She paused, and said with a serious face, "At that time, the slave maid wanted to ...... In the past, it may have been a slave who made a mistake - he ...... I actually care about you very much. ”

The smile on Du Rongzhi's face froze.

The sun shone on her still somewhat pale little face, and she was so confused and stunned that it made people feel distressed.

Seeing her staring at the tender yellow flowers in the vase, Qinghe couldn't help but whisper, "Young lady...... Do you still hate your master in your heart now? ”