A few days later, Zhang Chang and the shopkeeper brought news that Mr. Jiangqu had passed away. Han Zheng's heart sank, he didn't want the bad news to come so quickly, so he left to go to Jiangfu to offer condolences. In the mourning hall, Jiang Ruohan wore linen and filial piety, receiving one group of mourners after another, with a gloomy expression, showing the powerlessness and paleness after the great sorrow. Han Zheng took advantage of the departure of the mourners, and stepped forward to worship, and Jiang Ruohan saluted him back as he did to everyone else. Han Zheng saw that he was a little weak and weak, his face was like a vegetable, and it was estimated that he had not eaten for a few days, so he didn't dare to leave first because of his worries. I saw Jiang Ruohan's body shake lightly twice, and he fainted to the ground softly. "The wind groans, the wind groans." Han Zheng pinched the others hard, Jiang Ruohan breathed a sigh of relief, and he picked him up horizontally and walked out of the mourning hall, ignoring the surprised eyes of others. Under the guidance of the housekeeper, he sent Jiang Ruohan to the bedroom to rest. "When the old man was seriously ill, the young master had been serving in front of the bed, especially a few days before the old man left, the young master did not eat a grain of rice, and if he continued like this, I was afraid that he would collapse." The housekeeper wiped tears in distress.

Han Zheng bit his lip, looking at his haggard face, he was also distressed, and thought, "Why is he so cruel to himself, he is about to collapse, how can Jiang Lao be blinded under Jiuquan." He instructed the butler to bring some hot rice porridge and try to get him some food first. After a while, the housekeeper brought the hot rice porridge, and Han Zheng asked the housekeeper to go to the mourning hall to receive him first, and he came to take care of Jiang Ruohan. At this time, Jiang Ruohan was angry, Han Zheng broke his mouth with a spoon, the rice porridge went in less and flowed out more, and the front collar was wet. "You can't eat it." Han Zheng was so anxious that his heart was crossed, he closed the door, took the rice porridge in his mouth, leaned over to feed it with his mouth, broke his lips with his tongue, and poured the rice porridge into his mouth. Sure enough, it worked. He poured a bowl of rice porridge into Jiang Ruohan's mouth with his mouth, and suddenly the door opened, and the housekeeper was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.

"I can't pour the rice porridge, it's all flowing on my body, so I can only use the method." Han Zheng was startled and hurriedly explained.

"This method is good, this method is good, or Han Gongzi has a way." The butler hurriedly chimed in. "You find clean clothes, I haven't changed my clothes for a long time, and I spilled rice porridge, wet."

"Okay, I'll go now, or I'll ask someone to bring a basin of hot water and help him wipe himself." Han Zheng nodded. The housekeeper immediately brought hot water and clean clothes, and was about to come forward to help. Han Zheng persuaded, "There are no people in front, hurry up." The housekeeper saw that Han Zheng was also attentive to the young master, so he left with confidence.

Han Zheng took off his clothes, dipped a towel in hot water, and carefully wiped his body, for some reason, as soon as his hand touched his body, his face burned to fire, and his heart was crawling like countless ants, and he didn't know how to look at the body in front of him. Han Zheng silently recited "Don't Look at Indecent Manners" a hundred times in his heart, tried his best to endure it, and gently wiped it with a towel little by little. He never thought that the man's skin could be like congealed fat, and the blood vessels faintly leaked under the transparent jade-like skin, making him swallow several mouthfuls of saliva. After finally wiping it up, Han Zheng was sweating all over his body, and hurriedly put his clothes on Jiang Ruohan. On this day, Han Zheng never left Jiang Ruohan's bed. Jiang Ruohan woke up the next day, close to noon, and the first thing he found was Han Zheng lying on the edge of the bed. Han Zheng sensed the movement and woke up.

"You're here to take care of me all day?"

"yes. You faint in the wind, why are you suffering? If you collapse, Jiang Laoquan knows how to look at it. ”

Jiang Ruohan was a little ashamed by what he said, he saw that he was wearing new clothes, "This is also what you helped me change?" ”

"Yes, I fed you porridge, but I couldn't pour it in, and I spilled it. And you haven't changed your clothes in days. ”

Jiang Ruohan was silent, hanging his head and somehow a little shy. The housekeeper came in with hot rice porridge at this time, "Young Master, you finally woke up, thanks to Han Gongzi for taking care of you." You fainted, and you couldn't drink the porridge, but Han Gongzi was forced to feed it with the porridge in his mouth. Han Zheng hurriedly glanced at the housekeeper and told him to shut up quickly, but it was too late, and the housekeeper quickly said everything that should not be said.

Suddenly, Jiang Ruohan and Han Zheng's faces were red and white, and the two sides did not dare to look at each other, and the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing. The housekeeper realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he smeared oil on the soles of his feet, "Young master, then I'll go and watch the fire in the kitchen." ”

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help but offend." Han Zheng lowered his head, afraid to see what kind of expression Jiang Ruohan would have. "You should rest early." Han Zheng was getting up to leave, when his wrist was suddenly grabbed, "Feng Yin, don't leave." ”

Han Zheng looked back at him, he lowered his head with a crystal in his eyes. At this time, he was like an isolated little tree in the wilderness, as if even a gust of wind could destroy him, which was similar to the "Jiang Sage" he knew before who was praised by his students on the altar. He has been burdened with many expectations of the Jiang family since he was born, since he was a child under the strict education of Jiang Lao, self-denial, full of poetry and books, in the eyes of outsiders, he was born out of the world, and his prestige can reach the Hanlin Academy, since Han Zheng met him several times, he knew that he and himself also had the ideal of yearning for the right path in the world, listening to the strings and songs and knowing the elegance, where to find a bosom friend in life, maybe this is fate. "I'm not leaving, I just want to get you some hot water to wipe your face."

Han Zheng lived in Jiang Mansion, before Jiang Ruohan recovered, he did it himself, eating, wiping his face, and wiping his body, and he lay down next to Jiang Ruohan at night, and when Jiang Ruohan could get out of bed, he accompanied him to the wake of the spirit. Maybe Han Zheng is here, Jiang Ruohan slowly recovered his complexion, although his mood was still low, but he had a lot of words, and when he fell asleep at night. Han Zheng found that Jiang Ruohan turned over and wrapped his hand around his waist. Han Zheng didn't let go of his hand, tucked the quilt for him, patted him on the back sideways, Jiang Ruohan gently leaned towards him, just snorted against him, and slowly fell asleep. On the day of Jiang Lao's funeral, Han Zheng was almost busy from beginning to end, and he even felt that he had become a family member of Jiang Mansion. Until after May Seven, Jiang Ruohan was fine, Han Zheng said goodbye to the Jiang family, and he was about to start busy with his own business.

When he went to the pharmacy, Zhang Changhe looked at him as if he were a stranger. "How long have you been gone, Mr. Su thinks you're sick."

"Jiang Laoxian has passed away, Feng Yin has fallen ill again, didn't I go to help."

"You look a lot like the Jiang family's family now." Zhang Changhe's ridicule made Han Zheng look black.

"By the way, Miss Shen is here today, and when you are not there, she came a few more times."

When Han Zheng entered the house and saw Shen Zhiqing, he told her about Bai Xuan's life experience and the fact that he was grounded when he asked his father for marriage. Shen Zhiqing didn't speak for a long time, and Han Zheng thought that she couldn't accept Bai Xuan's sudden decision. Who knows, the first thing she said at the beginning, "Why didn't he write to me?" ”

"Letters entering and leaving the garden must be opened and consulted by the guards. He wanted to come out and explain to you in person. Later, I learned that you have been to the pharmacy many times, after all, there are many people here, so it is better for me to tell you the matter in person. There's not much time left before the ban is lifted, and it's not too late for you to meet when the time comes. Shen Zhiqing knew very well that Bai Xuan wanted to protect himself as much as possible, "Can you help me bring him a letter?" ”

"Yes."

Shen Zhiqing unfolded the paper and wrote only a few words: "Even if I don't go, Zining won't make a sound?" Han Zheng found that the words Zhiqing were very similar to Bai Xuan's handwriting. Since Bai Xuan has no news, Shen Zhiqing has either read the "Book of Songs" repeatedly at home, or copied Bai Xuan's calligraphy, and after many days, he can write almost the same as him. Han Zheng nodded at her and accepted the letter.

Leaving the pharmacy, Shen Zhiqing thought all the way to home. Bai Xuan's proposal to his father really surprised her, she only had fantasies in her dreams, the bright smile was only open to her, the flowers under the red bean tree flew down, he spread out his palm and condensed a red bean, since then it has been like a cinnabar mole planted in the tip of the heart, unforgettable. I don't want my dreams to come true, so I secretly rejoice, but the two of them are different, and I am afraid that planting the root of love may not be able to get good results. Shen Zhiqing was happy and worried, and when she returned to the house, she kept thinking about her thoughts. Shen Qin was busy cleaning up the shop, and felt that his daughter was a little strange today, but he didn't bother to ask. At this time, a Taoist aunt wearing a blue-gray Taoist robe came to the shop. Although this shop welcomed so many guests, it was the first time that Aunt Dao came to the door. "Dao Chief, what would you like to eat?" Shen Qin stepped forward to greet him. The Dao Gu bowed to Shen Qin's with a smile and sat down, "Do you have a daughter in your family?" ”

"Have you seen my daughter?"

"Nope." Dao Gu pinched her fingers and calculated, "Well, that's right. Shen Qin's eyes looked at this Dao Gu's strange behavior and wondered. Your daughter is eighteen? March birthday? ”

Shen Qin was surprised, "That's right. ”

"Her life is very peculiar, although she was born lonely, but she is accompanied by a red luan star, and she clashes with each other." Shen Qin was confused, afraid of running into a charlatan, and would be suspicious of her words.

Dao Gu glanced at her and smiled faintly, knowing that the other party was suspicious, "You don't have to worry, I'm just here to ask for a glass of water." ”

Shen Qin's clan immediately brought the water up, and saw that Dao Gu was not like a Jianghu warlock, and the words had already been said about this, and he couldn't let him get off the stage, so he sat down with her and asked, "What does Dao Gu mean, is my daughter good or bad?" ”

"The Tao is natural, everything has a fate, how can it be good or bad. It's just that this girl's personality and bone physiognomy are very suitable for my Taoist Xuanmen, if I am interested, I am willing to accept her as a disciple. ”

"This ......" Shen Qin didn't expect her to come to accept apprentices, a little embarrassed, "There are few daughters, and there are few books, I'm afraid that this foundation will not be able to adapt to cultivation." ”

"It's okay, it's all as it happens." Dao Gu drank a glass of water, and Shen Zhiqing was walking out at this time. Dao Gu got up and walked towards her and gave a tip, "Girl, blessings and misfortunes lie in waiting, misfortunes and blessings rely on, and everyone in the world comes for fate." There is a talisman in this bag to ward off evil spirits and keep you safe. In the future, if you have something to understand, you can come to Yunxia Mountain to find the poor road, and the poor road is clear. I'm sure we'll meet again. Farewell. Before Shen Zhiqing could react, this Dao Gu had already gone away. She looked at her mother, Shen Qin told her what Aunt Dao had just said, Zhiqing felt that there was a secret in her words, but she couldn't say anything. "Don't think about it, it's divine. What's wrong with you today, you can't give up? By the way, Ah Xiang said that the proposal was postponed. What's going on here? ”

"Mother, I told him that I don't want to marry him."

"How can this be whether you want to or not, marriage has been the order of parents and the words of matchmakers since ancient times. Besides, Ah Xiang is not good, people are now going to Baifu on an errand, don't be too beautiful. When you want to get married, then the person who goes to his house to talk about matchmaking will have to break through the threshold. ”

"What?" Shen Zhiqing suddenly heard "Baifu", "Mother, you said he went to Baifu, which Baifu?" ”

"Can there be a few white mansions in the whole Xizhou, isn't it just the mansion of the three-grade master. It's not easy to get in, if you want to say that this Ah Xiang is really promising, just go in......" Shen Qin's family is still chattering there, Shen Zhiqing has already entered the house, how can she think about such a coincidence, but now she is definitely inconvenient to disclose Bai Xuan's matter to Ah Xiang.