The land south of the Yangtze River is rainy, sometimes it is rainy for several days, and the smoke and rain in Qianjiang County are low and the catkins are grounded, and the willows are still in the alleys.

Diancui's typhoid fever was intermittent, sometimes good and sometimes heavy, lazily leaning in front of the couch and looking at a corner of the cornice outside the window, Diancui didn't like to look so sick now.

Qiuyue brought the medicine cup, Diancui refused to drink it, frowned and said, let's put it aside, I have been drinking it for half a month, and my face is yellow, and the disease is not yet healed.

"Madame's complexion is very fair, where is it yellow." Qiu Yue smiled, and stepped forward to put a lilac satin embroidered pillow with her.

"The days in Qianjiang County are wet, which makes people feel good and not dry and neat." Dian Cui said lightly, not only is his body not dry, but even the quilt and cushion are getting heavier and heavier.

Qiuyue took out the bag of bamboo at the head of her bed and tried it, but no, the charcoal bag was back in the tide in just a few days. I went to the four corners of the house to find those bags, and then I found that they were all wet.

"Go find more bamboo and make charcoal. Put a few rooms in this courtyard, and a few of your rooms should also be placed, and Brother Xue should also send some there. ”

These days, the Xue family, who eats people and lives in the Xue family, has no good students to express their gratitude, Dian Cui thought in his heart that he was waiting for his body to be well, and he had to buy a neat table and invite others.

Qiu Yue bowed slightly, and took Xin'er to look for bamboo outside.

"What do you do?" Diancui asked again, it's morning, it's still early, because of the wet discomfort, everyone can't sleep and get up early.

Rose put down the pen in her hand and looked through the window, where Master Dao was practicing in the courtyard.

"Let's see."

Madame ordered, and Rose hurried to get a red embroidered peony cloak with her. Diancui looked in the mirror, picked up a little vermilion lipstick, and wiped it carefully, then he was satisfied and walked out slowly.

As long as the internal injuries of those who practice martial arts are healed, the external injuries will be healed soon. After waking up, Yuan Zhiheng was able to walk on the ground in just a few days. Now I practice shirtless in the yard every morning.

Yuan Zhiheng accepted the move, looked at Diancui and frowned and said Why did you come out, the rain outside was too heavy, so don't go in quickly.

Diancui wore a red and bright cloak under the eaves, stretched out his hand to catch a trace of rain, and said with a smile: "I want to see Xianggong fight and practice boxing." ”

Yuan Zhiheng originally accepted the move, but when he heard her say this, the corners of his mouth curved, and he practiced it vigorously.

Yuan Fu and Yuan Lu had been recalled at this time, and looking at the way the adults were working so hard, Yuan Fu grinned. Although Yuan Lu's face was expressionless, the light flowing in his eyes showed that he was in a good mood at the moment, he was helping Dongxue Qiuyue and them put the bamboo they found under the eaves.

This time there were so many bamboos that even Du Xiaozhu and them came to help.

A few small servants split the thick bamboo poles into a section, and then split them into a piece of bamboo the size of a piece, and the maids found two small stoves, lit a fire, and burned it.

Diancui saw that his hands were itchy, so he untied his cloak and Qiuyue carefully took out the burned bamboo charcoal, put it on the bamboo strips to cool, and then put it into a muslin bag one by one.

Yuan Zhiheng liked her to live her life so seriously and carefully, and couldn't help but feel even happier.

The masters and servants in this courtyard are all busy and orderly, and there are lively maids, such as Xin'er and the clever little maid, and Xiaozhu must attract a few laughs from time to time in it, adding a fresh breath of life to this rainy and weak weather.

However, such a comfortable and vivid picture was soon interrupted by someone who came.

Qin Qingqing wore an emerald green plain cloth skirt and a red paper umbrella, and entered the courtyard gracefully.

Diancui glanced up slightly, this green dress and red umbrella are also chic...... This made her suddenly think that when she was in Qianjia Village, she wore a water-red long skirt, with a sand-blue bijia, and an azure handkerchief, at that time, Yuan Zhiheng looked at it with disgust and ridicule.

But in the face of Qin Qingqing, who was so red and green, Yuan Zhiheng didn't have the slightest ridicule on his face, but smiled familiarly and said that Qingqing was here.

Qingqing? Listen, how kind and warm!

Diancui looked at the book, a lover is like this to call an infatuated woman, Qingqing, Qingqing...... How lingering and compassionate, like the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River is still in the willows.

Yuan Zhiheng refused to call his name, and even when he was his own teacher, he rarely called it.

Point Emerald, Point Emerald...... Diancui silently recited it in his heart a few times, and was disgusted.

Qin Qingqing smiled gently and handed over the food box in his hand. Here, Yuan Lu buried his head in splitting bamboo, Yuan Fu appointed, looked at his wife carefully, and stepped forward to take it.

Qin Qingqing's face flushed slightly, and Yuan Zhiheng realized that he was still shirtless, so he went to take the robe and put it on.

This caftan is naturally his favorite silk green shirt.

Yuan Zhiheng, who was wearing a silk green shirt, and Qin Qingqing, who was wearing an emerald green dress, stood in the drizzle, like a pair of peerless people.

Diancui slowly put bamboo charcoal into the muslin bag, and he felt bored here.

"Brother Yuan, don't get drenched in the rain, go inside and talk about it." Qin Qingqing's voice was soft, her expression was gentle and generous, and the blush she felt at that moment seemed to be an illusion on the part of others.

The two of them also went under the eaves, and after a while, Yuan Fu stubbornly moved the chair again, and then flew to Diancui to split the bamboo.

Diancui got up and gave Qin Qingqing a slight salute. Dian Cui thought that she was a concubine in her previous life, and An Peiqing had many wives and concubines who were good friends in the outer room, and she regarded them as ordinary, and the main wife Duan often said verbally that she wanted his wife and concubine to serve Xianggong together.

Men in this world, three wives and four concubines, abound. Dian Cui looked at Qin Qingqing's gentle and generous face, and tried hard to "persuade" himself in his heart, now that he is the main room, it is enough, and he can't help but leave a way for others to live. I robbed others of the credit in front of me, and they didn't even argue, so I thought it was a good match, and I should be more generous.

Dian Cui sat down on the chair on the other side of Yuan Zhiheng, bowed his head and smiled, and said:

"My sister's emerald green clothes today match the oil-paper umbrella very well, and there is a hint of grandeur in the delicateness."

Qin Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then looked at the red and bright oil-paper umbrella standing under the eaves, and remembered that she had chosen a green dress to see Brother Yuan today. This red with green......

Regardless of the Guishi Diancui in front of him, he looks homely but is actually exquisite, with a silver-red Hangzhou silk cardigan, and a begonia-colored yarn thread wearing a flower phoenix wisp gold drag mud skirt. The makeup lintel is golden and exquisite, and the pink embroidered saffron brocade soft-soled shoes are more worthy of her young and delicate.

Qin Qingqing's face couldn't help but turn red and green.

Diancui looked at her like this, and immediately regretted it, and couldn't help but scold herself in her heart, how did such mean words come out of her mouth unconsciously. Isn't it that he has been with Xianggong for a long time, and he has won his true inheritance!

"What nonsense, what is your sister, Miss Qin is older than you, it's right to call your sister." Yuan Zhiheng glanced at Diancui complainingly.

Look, looking at Miss Qin's face full of kindness and joy, but facing herself, she changed her expression of complaint and impatience. It's only been less than a year since they got married, and they like the new and hate the old, Diancui stalks his neck and tries hard to hide his tears.

It's just a matter of liking the new and hating the old, this sister, she will never call it, she has done it as a concubine in her last life, she is not a concubine in this life anyway, even if it is Yuan Zhiheng, he will not want to compromise himself.

Diancui's temper came up, and he said with a smile: "My sister has something important to discuss with Xianggong, so I won't bother." ”

After finishing speaking, he got up and went to fiddle with the bamboo charcoal, and the little maids under the eaves didn't dare to come out, only listening to the sound of crackling and burning bamboo.

Yuan Zhiheng frowned, Diancui She has always been obedient and sensible, how could she be so rude in front of outsiders this time. I turned my head to look at her, but I saw her little one, squatting on the ground and fiddling with those black charcoals, which was cute and pitiful.

Yuan Zhiheng sighed, it's just that, she's still young, so she shouldn't be too her.

"Brother Yuan's body is about to get better, is he going to leave for Fucheng?" Qin Qingqing asked worriedly.

Diancui was fiddling with bamboo charcoal, but in fact, his ears were immediately clear, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, how could he not discuss with himself if he wanted to go back to Fucheng.

"It's okay, I've been out for a long time, and there is still official business to deal with in Fucheng, so I have to go back early." Yuan Zhiheng looked at Diancui over there as he spoke, she still had some typhoid fever, and it was inevitable that she would be tired on the road, and she was not at ease to leave her here.

Without waiting for Qin Qingqing to speak, Yuan Zhiheng said again: "I'll leave first, my wife is unwell, so I will stay here first, and Qingqing will take care of her for a few more days, and then set off to meet me when she is well." ”

Qin Qingqing was stunned, she wanted to open her mouth and go to Fucheng together, but Brother Yuan wanted to ask her to take care of the Gui family.

Diancui tied a beautiful bow into the muslin bag, and played with the knot, why did she use this Qin girl to take care of her.

"Entrusted by Brother Yuan, Qingqing will do it." Qin Qingqing's ordinary and dull face was full of gentle glow, especially when he looked at Yuan Zhiheng, he couldn't help but overflow with tenderness.

Yuan Zhiheng smiled slightly, and sighed that Qingqing still seemed to be a child, and she hadn't changed at all.

In the entire Hangzhou Fucheng, the only thing left for him now is Qin Qingqing, his childhood playmate. In addition, Yuan Zhiheng is such a casual and uninhibited character, and he sighed for a while regardless of the fact that men and women are in trouble.

When Qin Qingqing heard this, the gentleness in her eyes was even worse, but there was finally a hint of chill in her eyes.

The love of childhood sweethearts is something that they can't compare with themselves, Diancui got up, turned around and entered the house.

Several maids are also full of resentment, adults are just casual and crazy on weekdays, why do you want to talk to the woman next to her in front of your wife so kindly. If you want to reminisce about the past, you can't find a place where no one goes, so as not to let the lady look at it.

The maid here has turned a thousand times in her heart, and she also followed her wife into the house.

"Sister Qiuyue, do you still have this bamboo charcoal?" Yuan Fu asked a lot.

"What do you do, you have to get it yourself!" Xin'er snorted.

It is common for the maid to mix a few words below, but Yuan Zhiheng ignored it and continued:

"My wife, she is young and timid, and she loves to cry, so she is squeamish...... But her mind is too simple and kind, and she is used to watching lively and righteous spirits, this Qianjiang County is full of mouths and people's hearts, and I am afraid that she will be deceived by others...... I have to take care of you. ”

The matter of Diancui's two friends, especially that Yu Shuqing, should have broken her heart, and she didn't mention it now, but Yuan Zhiheng was angry in his heart, and he wanted to be angry for her when he went back this time.

The emotion on Qin Qingqing's face had not completely dissipated, and when she heard his words, she couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

This means that his wife in the world is simple, kind and delicate, and everyone else is scheming and trying to harm her.