Nan Zuisheng leaned on Nan Fusheng's side and looked at the housekeeper's uncertain face with interest: "Uncle Nan, what's wrong?" She asked curiously.

"Maybe I'm not feeling well." Nan Fusheng glanced at the housekeeper, stood up and prepared to greet Elder Xige: "You sit here obediently." ”

A middle-aged man in a crisp black suit approached from outside the door, and the waiter beside him led the way for him: "Old Xige, please have to go around in person so late." A familiar voice came from the front, and Xige raised his head to look at Nan Fusheng who was walking towards him, and responded with a smile: "Mr. Nan is polite." ”

He stood in front of Nan Fusheng and looked up and down a few times, and said strangely: "I don't see any obvious problems on you, I don't know why you invited me here so late?" ”

Nan Fusheng politely stretched out his hand sideways and made a gesture of please, and replied in a deep voice: "It's the little girl in the family who is a little injured, and the younger generation can't rest assured, so please come to diagnose it." ”

"That's right." Xige nodded clearly: "I think it's also because of the eldest lady, after all, Mr. Nan is in good health, and he rarely has a sickness a year." ”

Nan Fusheng led him into the living room: "What you said is extremely true. ”

"Mr. Ge." Uncle Nan bent down slightly, and his respect was self-evident: "I'm sorry for you to come here in person, this is my eldest lady." ”

He introduced the girl sitting on the sofa to the other party, and when Xige heard this, his eyes turned to Nan Zuisheng: "Hello." The girl stood up and took the lead in politely greeting: "My name is Nan Zuisheng, you can call me Zuisheng." ”

Nan Fusheng took Nan Zuisheng's hand and led her to the front of Xige: "Old Xige, this is the little girl I told you about. ”

"It's better to be famous than to meet, it can be seen that the eldest lady has been raised by Mr. Nan here very well, and it is not an ordinary daughter." Nan Fusheng smiled undiminished when he heard this, although Xige's words were a little exaggerated, but they were by no means all flattery. How is his little girl, he has taken care of and taught him for so many years, and he knows it well.

Nan Zui stood in front of the two of them generously, and let Xige look at him kindly: "Mr. Ge, please sit down first." ”

As she spoke, she took the tea tray in Uncle Nan's hand and put it on the coffee table herself: "I don't know what you like to drink when we meet for the first time, so I asked Uncle Nan to prepare some good red robes in advance." The slender fingers placed the celadon teacup, and poured three cups smoothly and gracefully.

"Thank you, Miss." Xige smiled and nodded in thanks, the other party's elegant and decent demeanor was liked, he carefully looked at the girl in front of him, her appearance was stunning and beautiful, her temperament was noble and refined, and her demeanor and tone all revealed the girl's innocence and coquettishness.

can be protected by Nan Fusheng so well, it seems that the relationship between the two is by no means ordinary.

He lowered his head and took a sip of tea, the just right temperature and the fragrance of the tea itself were refreshing.

Xige closed his eyes and savored this refreshing taste, and only after a long time did he open his eyes in amazement, and stroked the teacup in his hand lovingly: "It is worthy of a big red robe, such a good tea is rare." ”

Nan Zuisheng's smiling eyes were crooked, and Yuan Shandai's eyebrows were gently stretched: "No matter how good the tea bunch is, it will be moldy, and only when you meet someone who really appreciates it will it play its due value." ”

As soon as these words came out, not only Xige Lao was stunned, but even Nan Fusheng looked at her in surprise.

"Well said, well said." Xige laughed loudly and looked at Nan Zuisheng with appreciation: "The eldest lady is a person with a free and easy temperament, since this is the case, I will not stick to the subsections." ”

He put down the teacup in his hand and carefully examined her left cheek, and took out a jar of white porcelain ointment from the medicine box he carried with him: "This is the stasis cream I prepared with several Chinese medicines." ”

The West Pavilion opened the porcelain lid, and a cool mint smell flowed shallowly in the air, and after a while, it filled the entire living room: "After washing at night, apply a thin layer on the face, and the swelling can be reduced on the second day." ”

As he spoke, he handed the small and round porcelain jar to Nan Zuisheng: "Thank you, Mr. Ge." Nan Zuisheng took the porcelain jar, the familiar texture and the painted Aoxue plum blossom made her raise her head in confusion.

"I seem to have one of these pots of medicine." She summoned a maid upstairs and took out the identical porcelain jar from the bedroom: "Look. Xige took the porcelain jar handed over by the maid and looked at it carefully: "Isn't this the jar that I gave to my daughter this afternoon?" ”

Nan Zuisheng sensitively grabbed the word daughter, and asked softly tentatively: "Is Ling Ai called...... For the rest of your life? ”

Xige understood everything in an instant, put down the porcelain jar and stood up and bowed deeply to Nan Zuisheng: "Forgive me for my clumsiness, I didn't recognize that the eldest lady was the one who suffered for the rest of her life." ”

Nan Zuisheng was taken aback by his movements, she stood up and hurriedly helped up Xige: "Pavilion elders don't have to be like this, the fight between girls is nothing." ”

"That's not true." Xige made a gesture of silence, and waited for Nan Zuisheng to sit down first before slowly sitting down: "The rest of my life has always acted impulsively, if you weren't by her side today, I would have to suffer some hardships." ”

He turned sideways and explained the reason for the front and back, and at the end, he bowed again: "This daughter of the Rong family is really arrogant and arrogant, and I will not let her bully the eldest lady in vain." ”

After Nan Fusheng heard the reason for what happened, his handsome face sank a lot, and he glanced at Nan Zuisheng with a smile: "This is what you said about accidentally falling?" He put down the teacup, and although the sound of the ceramic hitting the table was light, it fell heavily on Nan Zuishen's heart.

"The elder has a heart." Nan Fusheng's legs were folded, and his long eyes made it difficult to see joy and anger: "But this matter will not bother you, I have my own plan." ”

Declining Xige's kindness, Nan Fusheng's eyes fell on the two porcelain jars on the coffee table: "In addition to the injury on Zuisheng's face, she has more difficult problems in her body, I want you to show her." ”

Hearing this, Xige nodded, and a solemn and awe-inspiring look appeared on his dignified face: "I'll take the pulse of the eldest lady first." ”

Nan Zuisheng stretched out a wrist at his signal, and Xige's fingers were put up to distinguish the beard for a moment, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "It turned out to be a congenital deficiency problem." He asked for a pen and paper, lowered his head, frowned, thought for a long time, and then carefully wrote a prescription.

"As long as you drink it according to the prescription I prescribed for a while, you can stabilize the cold in the eldest lady's body." Xige sorted out the medical box, stood up and said goodbye: "It's not too early, after a while, I will personally take the rest of my life to thank you, and I will also come to recuperate regularly for the eldest lady's body, so I will leave first." ”

Nan Zuisheng put down his sleeves and politely got up to say goodbye: "See you later, Mr. Ge." ”

Xige stood up straight and looked at her with a smile: "Thank you for your hospitality today, I will definitely talk to you about the tea ceremony in the next time." ”

Nan Fusheng listened to the conversation between the two with satisfaction, and said in a timely voice: "Since this is the case, I won't force Xige to be old." As he spoke, he glanced at Uncle Nan, who immediately turned sideways to lead the way to the West Pavilion. Xige waved his hand, said goodbye loudly, and hurried home in the night following the lights and flowers along the road.

Nan Zuisheng sat back on the sofa, picked up the remaining residual tea in the porcelain cup and drank it all: "Zuisheng." Nan Fusheng held her wrist to put down the teacup, and stared at her with dark eyes: "If it weren't for the old Xige telling me the truth tonight, would you have to keep it hidden." ”

"Brother......" Nan Zuisheng broke free twice, but the strength of men was much higher than that of women, and after struggling to no avail, she let her wrist be firmly clamped in his palm: "I just don't want you to worry about me anymore." ”

She lowered her eyes, and a strand of black hair poured on her shoulder: "After all, I am also going to grow up, if I need to rely on you to help me solve everything, then what is the value of my personal existence." ”

The girl's gentle voice echoed in her ears, Nan Fusheng slowly let go of her hand, and looked at the snow-white wrist and retracted in fright: "Drunken Sheng, you have grown up." He leaned back on the couch with his hands folded: "Whether it's from the way you talked to the guests tonight, or from what you just said to me. ”

He sighed, stood up and took Nan Zuisheng into his arms: "These are enough to prove that you are no longer the little girl who was the one you used to be, and you will only follow me and call your brother softly." ”

Nan Zuisheng heard a faint loneliness from his words, but he was more relieved: "Even if I grow up, I will always be my brother's little girl." She buried her head and rubbed delicately in Nan Fusheng's arms.