In the White Crane Temple, it was very cold from the morning. Lin Qi asked Xiaoxiang to light the charcoal basin early.

No one would come to this small courtyard, so Lin Qi didn't get up, so he sat by the window, wrapped in a thin sheet and shrunk on the couch to rest.

Anyway, her physical condition is not very good, and she often didn't get out of bed before. She was like this, and a few maids didn't feel anything wrong.

However, even if he was wrapped in a quilt, Lin Qi's hands and feet were cold, and he was dizzy when he moved slightly, and when he moved a little bigger, it was dark in front of him.

She felt a burst of discomfort that never stopped, and the dissatisfaction in her heart almost overflowed her heart, when had she Lin Qi ever been so weak and weak!

I think she beat the wolf king with empty punches, and immediately rode the wind and climbed the cliffs, how comfortable she was.

But now......

The plain white fingers stretched out of the window, and it was cold in an instant, without a trace of heat at all. The thick eyelashes drooped slightly, and I still remember the day when Lin Qi cut his throat a few days ago, he was in the mood of death, just hoping not to affect those innocent soldiers.

She only thought that the mission had failed, but when she woke up again, she was already a new identity and was still in the mission.

Now this body is the eldest daughter of Lin Liangping, the servant of the household department of Ji Guo: Lin Qi.

It's still a mother who died early, and his father didn't ask.

Now he is grounded because he is involved in framing Aunt Zhao.

The pothos who had been sent out in the morning to ask for charcoal came back with her feet stamped, and when she saw her sitting on the edge of the bed, she hurried over to close the window.

The little girl chattered: "Miss Eh, your typhoid fever has just improved, why do you open this window to blow the cold wind?" Do you want to get rid of the disease? After finishing her work, she glared at the maid waiting next to her: "Why do you just let Miss mess around?" And not to block? ”

The maid bowed her head and did not speak.

"I want to watch them make a fuss, lying in bed all day alone, uncomfortable." The young lady's light voice came, and the green pothos felt sour, and when she saw her young lady's hand exposed, she hurriedly poured the soup woman, looked at Lin Qi's face, and stuffed it into her hand.

Thinking of what the young lady just said, the green pothos felt uncomfortable for a while, and the young lady was also pitiful, obviously from a big house, but this day was worse than some of the women in the courtyard.

A few days ago, typhoid fever, it wasn't that the old man inadvertently asked, I was afraid that no one would find out if I was going to burn up, and thank God, the condition did not deteriorate too much, and now I am getting more and more energetic day by day.

It's strange to say, Miss has a high fever and has been asleep, after the fever subsided the day before yesterday, but it was more imposing than before, if it was placed in the past, she would never let Miss sit by the window, but just now Miss swept her eyes, she subconsciously didn't dare to speak, only dared to take her a few more bedding to cover.

Blame also.

"Is the charcoal fire coming?" The young lady asked calmly.

"No, there is no silver in my hand, and the steward has no benefit, so he drove me out directly," Luluo replied subconsciously, she sat down in front of the charcoal fire and warmed her hands, and then put it to her mouth and sighed, and finally felt a trace of warmth in her fingertips.

"Listen to the slave maid talk about what the eldest lady wants, the steward has a smiling expression, what to say, don't say it's the eldest lady, even if the master comes, he has to go to the back row, and his hands are not loose, and a slave and maid are also bullied to us, it must be explained from above, what kind of life is this......" The green pothos chattered and complained, and she didn't blame her, looking at the dilapidated appearance in the courtyard, she knew that life must be difficult.

Lin Qi raised his eyebrows and did not speak.

Pothos sat on the edge of the charcoal basin, and reluctantly said while adding carbon: "Miss, we don't have much carbon." But winter hasn't passed yet......"

The winter here has always been warmer than other places, but after all, it is winter, and people outside the city freeze to death every year, not to mention this year's appearance, if there is no charcoal basin for heating, it is estimated that this room will not be able to survive this winter.

In addition to some silver silk carbon that can be burned for a few days in the house, there is only the most inferior soil charcoal left, although it is all carbon, but once the soil charcoal is burned, almost the whole house will be smoky and burning, how can the body of the young lady stand it?

Speaking of this pothos, I am worried.

The cute little girl frowned and thought sadly.

"By the way, Miss, are you hungry? I begged for some pastries from my mother-in-law and padded my stomach first. ”

Breakfast was delivered almost half an hour late, let alone lunch.

And for breakfast, a bowl of half-cold millet porridge, plus a few wilted greens, and a plate of stir-fried meat with green peppers without meat.

In this way, the young lady also distributed it to the people in the courtyard, and she didn't eat a few bites at all.

Looking at the young lady's pointed chin, the tip of the pothos heart was about to rise.

Lin Qi who is freezing to death: "......"

I think she was still laughing at others a few days ago, but now it really is, feng shui takes turns.

It's all to blame for this weak and dying body!

Lin Qi really didn't expect that one day he would bend his waist for a tael of silver as before.

Although Lin Liangping, the head of the household department, served in the court, his official position was neither high nor low, the oil and water were not large, and his people were incorruptible, so he did not pay much per month.

In addition, there are many places to use money in the Lin Mansion, and there are many concubines and aunts, and the monthly expenditure is not a small amount.

The concubines and concubines of the Lin Mansion still have two coins of silver per month, and the life of the children is not bad, but Lin Qi is the eldest son of the house, and the identity should have been the most noble, but now that her mother has died, it is Aunt Liu in the second room who is in charge, and her situation in the house is not as good as that of the concubine.

Originally, I gave a decent two-tael, but later found out that the eldest lady was a cowardly and silent lord, so she simply didn't give a penny, and only gave some as if she was asking for it.

She, the nominal concubine, even the clothes on this body are a little old, the mattress is also half-new, and the food is not starved to death.

In the afterglow, the pothos didn't know what to think, but his hand was holding the carbon and putting it straight in, and the fire in the stove was burning vigorously, obviously the temperature was not low.

"Pothos girl!" The maid who was sitting next to An An also found out and hurriedly exclaimed.

But the pothos didn't react at all, "Your hand ———"

The exclamation was stuck in his throat, and when the hand of the pothos was only a finger wide from the stove, a touch of plain white was suddenly reflected in his eyes.

Pothos's hand was clenched tightly and could not move any more.

The maid opened her mouth and looked up at the hand, falling straight into a streamer

The green pothos reacted at this time, and quickly shrank back, and the small bench that was sitting for a while also leaned back, and the body instantly lost its balance.

She couldn't help but open her eyes wide to meet the impending pain, but Yuxiang suddenly struck, and her waist was firmly caught.

Pothos's wide eyes met a pair of dark and gentle eyes, reflecting her panicked expression.