Chapter Twenty-Five: Drink a pot of wine and send a cup of tea
Yunke said angrily, "You are so strong, you just let her run?"
He Rensi looked at him and said coldly, "If I hadn't been here to save you, you would have been killed by this woman now." ”
Yunke raised his eyebrows and said, "I want you to save it?"
He Rensi said lightly, "The princess asked me to come." ”
He turned around, reached out and patted the remnant snow on his body, and then said with a smile, "If it weren't for the princess, I'm afraid that not only would I not save you now, but I might also stomp on your face." ”
Yunke asked, "What about the princess?"
"Naturally, I'm busy with more important things. ”
Yun Ke was puzzled and asked, "Luo Ning is gone, so what else is important?"
He Rensi looked at him coldly, "You really can't speak." ”
He turned his head to look at the noodle shop.
He looked at the silver ticket in his hand again.
Silver is something outside of the body for a practitioner, but when there is enough silver, it is enough to make people happy.
He Rensi is in a good mood now.
He said happily, "10,000 taels of silver can buy you a life, okay?"
Yun Ke said, "It's okay." ”
He Rensi smiled, "I won't let you lose, I'll invite you to dinner." ”
Yun Ke squinted at this noodle shop and sneered, "This noodle shop doesn't know how long it has been yellow." ”
He Rensi said, "Go to the best restaurant in South County." ”
Yunke sneered, "I'm just missing that meal?"
He Rensi said seriously, "I will invite you to eat the most expensive dishes." ”
Yunke glared at him and said, "I'm going to drink." ”
He Rensi smiled, "I'll drink with you, drink the best wine in Nanjun City." ”
Yun Ke glared at the silver ticket in his hand viciously and said, "I don't drink the best wine, I only drink the most expensive wine." ”
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Huang Chunqiu finally finished sweeping the snow.
There was a broom and two piles of extremely high snow standing in the doorway.
These two snowdrifts were piled up in a very artistic way, because it took him an unknown amount of time to do it.
There was a chill in the air.
However, there was no snow under the ground at the entrance of Nangun Palace.
Because the snow was swept away by Huang Chunqiu.
At this point he didn't know where he went, and no one would pay attention.
But between the two snowdrifts, on top of the green bricks, another red line flew over.
I don't know how much redder this red line is than that day's red line, and I don't know how much wider it is.
If Huang Chunqiu was still here, he would definitely catch up and see what was going on.
But he was not there at this time, so the red line entered the Nanjun Palace very smoothly.
It's just that the red line moves very slowly today.
Because she was really badly injured.
And the injury is an injury that cannot be detected.
So she didn't even snort all the way.
Today's Nanjun Palace is very quiet.
The snow stopped, and for some reason there were no human voices.
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A bamboo curtain appeared in one of the rooms.
She gasped violently, sweat soaking through her cotton clothes.
She usually pays great attention to her manners, but at this time her movements are not elegant at all.
Because she hurts.
The wound on his left shoulder that was slashed by Luo Ning's sword yesterday was very painful.
Today, he was forced by He Rensi and Yunke together, and the injuries he suffered were also very painful.
She reached out slightly, then took the human skin mask off her face.
The cold air was kept outside the house.
So the heat in the room only made the sweat on his face even more dripping.
The bamboo curtain frowned, and then ripped open his already tattered cotton clothes and bandaged his wounds himself.
It is very laborious to bandage the wound by yourself.
But she seems to have a lot of experience in this area.
Because she's just a maid.
The maid had to learn this necessary skill, but the princess didn't.
The princess had the help of a maid like her, and they only needed to be happy and willful.
The bamboo curtain gritted his teeth, and the makeup on his face was diluted by the sweat.
She's never been so embarrassed.
Blood soaked through the gauze, and then it turned red.
Her body was trembling.
Suddenly there was footsteps outside the door.
She was startled and hurriedly put on her cotton clothes again.
But the person who came this time was not Tao Yuwen, because she didn't push the door, just knocked lightly.
The voice of a little maid came in from the doorway.
"Sister Bamboo Curtain, are you there?"
The sweat of the bamboo curtain flowed down his face, but he still said calmly, "I'm here." ”
The little maid said nervously, "The old lady is not feeling well today, and she asked me to come to your room to bring tea to the county lord." ”
The bamboo curtain was stunned for a moment.
The poisonous tea that Tao Yuwen gave to the county lord has always been done by himself, when did he ever let himself send it?
But this little maid obviously doesn't lie.
She was silent for a moment, then finally gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I'll change my clothes and go." ”
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Hurry is often the emotion of an extremely stressful situation.
The bamboo curtain was in a hurry at this time.
But no amount of haste she could hide the delicate makeup on her face.
She didn't know where to throw the padded clothes with snow.
She was wearing a maid's outfit.
In such a winter, the dress is definitely not thick.
But this dress can perfectly outline her figure, and it is just enough to cover the gauze on her left shoulder.
Her face was originally pale, but at this time, she carefully smeared her blush, and she just looked more temperamental than usual.
Tao Yuwen's room was very quiet.
No one spoke.
The little maids standing at the door saw that her personal maid had arrived, and they saluted one after another to show their respect.
The bamboo curtain said, "Where is the old lady?"
A little maid replied, "In the house." ”
The bamboo curtain then opened the curtain with his hand and entered the house.
It was so quiet in the house.
But there was no one.
There was a green curtain on the bed, and I couldn't see the movement inside, but the bamboo curtain knew that there was no one on the bed.
Tao Yuwen must have something extremely important to go out.
She didn't want to know what it was.
Because her mother does things with her mother's reasoning.
Her gaze fell on the table.
There is a cup on the table.
In the cup is an extremely dry tea leaf.
Even if the tea leaves are not brewed, they have a unique and extremely attractive aroma.
She gently picked up the cup and her gaze fell on it.
She finally discovered that there was some yellowish powder in the scattered tea leaves.
These powders are as inconspicuous as unsifted soil, but it is such a small surface of soil that will unknowingly bury the life of the county lord.
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The water slowly boiled in the kettle.
The fragrance of tea overflowed.
It's as warm as a stove.
Her hand holding the tray was trembling at first, but then it became smooth.
Her steps are very light, and she still writhes with that unique and charming charm.
The maids at the door bowed their heads again.
A maid nervously asked, "How is the old lady?"
The bamboo curtain said seriously, "The old lady has a headache and is resting, without her calling, you all don't go in and disturb her rest." ”
Her back then disappeared into the snow.
Her face was expressionless.
But underneath this lies the pain of the wounds on the body.
She walked into the apse of the Nanjun Palace.
The lord's dormitory is here.
She walked firmly.
There is only this cup of tea in the eyes.
As if he didn't know that the person he was about to meet was his biological father.
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