Jiang Lingran thought about what happened during the day, and ordered: "Send a message to Uncle Wen, don't slack off on the night patrol because of the heavy rain." ”

Qingyu nodded in response and went to pass the word.

Xiang Zhu has tried his best to prop the umbrella on Jiang Lingran's head, but in a short distance from the gate of the mansion to Tinglan Garden, Jiang Lingran is still drenched.

Xiang Zhu was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he hurriedly pulled her to change her clothes.

Jiang Lingran put on his coat, lowered his head and tied the belt around his waist, and listened to Xiang Zhu complain: "This rain is so heavy, the house next door shouldn't dismantle things anymore, right?" ”

Jiang Lingran said: "They didn't move much, and they didn't make any noise to me." ”

"You've always slept lightly, didn't you wake up two days ago?" Xiang Zhu frowned and said: "I only heard them dismantling things day and night, but no one came out, which is strange." ”

Jiang Lingran smiled: "It's indeed a bit mysterious. ”

Qingyu came in and said, "Girl, Meng Zhipei is at the gate of the mansion and wants to see you." ”

Jiang Lingran said lightly: "Presumably it was for Zeng Da's business." Is there a disturbance? ”

Qingyu shook her head: "This time it was very polite, and he also asked the girl's peace." ”

Jiang Lingran chuckled, with a hint of mockery.

Xiang Zhu took out a pair of soft-soled embroidered shoes that he wore in the room and placed them at Jiang Lingran's feet, and said, "Do you want to see the girl?" ”

Jiang Lingran shook his head.

Xiang Zhu rushed outside and said, "The girl is gone, let's send it away." ”

Qingyu should have retreated when she heard this.

Jiang Lingran took off his shoes and found that his socks were also wet, and said, "Xiangzhu, bring me a pair of socks." ”

Xiang Zhu frowned and said, "Girl, wait a minute, I'll prepare hot water, you soak your feet to drive away moisture." ”

Jiang Lingran laughed at her and made a fuss: "Where are you so squeamish." ”

Since the last miscarriage, Jiang Lingran has been particularly afraid of the cold, Xiang Zhu didn't dare to be careless, and said: "Don't be too troublesome, the slave and maid will come when they go." ”

Jiang Lingran told her to stop, sighed helplessly, and said, "Don't be in a hurry to soak your feet, you change your clothes and come back." ”

Xiang Zhu should get off and go out.

The rain was dripping, Jiang Lingran felt bored after sitting for a while, and casually picked up the book on the small table next to the bed and read it.

The door creaked open and closed.

She flipped the page and said angrily, "Coming back so soon? Didn't you change your clothes? Then I won't soak my feet. ”

No one answered her.

She looked up suspiciously, and saw a person leaning outside the beaded curtain between the outer and inner rooms.

Dressed in ink, his posture is straight, and he is a little thin.

Hidden behind the bead curtain, smiling.

It's Yan Qi!

Jiang Lingran exclaimed: "How did you get in!" ”

Yan Qi's gaze wandered on her white and small feet, she smiled, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't it cold on the ground?" ”

Jiang Lingran thought that he was still barefoot, and jumped onto the bed with a "ah", grabbed the quilt to cover his feet, and said in a panic: "You, you, you let me out!" ”

Yan Qi smiled and went to the outer room.

Jiang Lingran listened to the low laughter he pressed in his throat, his face turned red, he scolded the bastard, and hurriedly looked for socks to wear.

Yan Qi waited for a while, and when she heard the crackling sound of the bead curtain, she knew that she had come out, and looked in the direction of the inner room.

Cute with red cheeks and ears.

The eyes are annoyed, and the hand hanging down at his side is loosely clenched into a fist, looking a little pitiful.

Jiang Lingran walked out and saw him sitting in a rocking chair under the window, leisurely.

Suddenly he was angry: "How did you get in?" Didn't you patrol the yard at night? ”

Yan Qi said: "You don't know me yet, the skill of climbing over the wall has long been perfected, even if your brother is here, he can't find me." ”

Is this something to be proud of?!

It's worth his triumphant show-off!

Jiang Lingran twisted his eyebrows and said angrily: "What the hell are you here for!" ”

Yan Qi blinked, pointed his finger out the window, and said, "It's raining." ”

Jiang Lingran followed his fingers and listened to his voice, and asked blankly: "So what?" ”

Yan Qi grinned: "The rain is too loud, and I can't sleep, so I came to talk to you." ”

"You!" Jiang Lingran choked, held his forehead for a while, and said in a calm voice as much as possible: "I'm not free, you go quickly!" ”

Yan Qi half sat up, squinted at her, with a little unreal smile on the corner of his mouth, and his tone was as light as mist, cool: "Why are you not free?" Don't you want to see Meng Zhipei? ”

Jiang Lingran didn't know what kind of thinking he was thinking, and raised his eyebrows and said, "Nonsense, why should I see him." ”

The smile on the corner of Yan Qi's lips deepened, his eyes warmed up, he leaned back in the chair comfortably, and shook it: "Then why are you not available?" ”

Is he stupid? Can't you hear this being a rhetoric to drive him away? Jiang Lingran closed his eyes and suppressed the impatience in his heart: "I'm free!" ”

"But I don't want to talk to you, you get out of my place quickly."

Today, Uncle Wen is in charge of the vigil, if she notices that he is coming, she really doesn't know where her brother is, how can she explain.

Besides, my brother didn't like him in the first place, and if he knew that he came over the wall and crossed the courtyard late at night, he would hate him for the rest of his life.

"It's raining like this, why are you so ruthless to drive me away?" He simply turned over, lay on his side, propped his head with one hand, and said with a glint in his eyes: "I almost broke my arm to see you." As he spoke, he held up his other palm to show her.

There was a dark red blood in his palm, and when he raised his hand, the blood was even flowing.

Jiang Lingran suddenly wrinkled his eyebrows, took two steps forward and said hurriedly: "How does this hurt?" Why are you okay with people! ”

Yan Qi's expression was even more pitiful: "The wall of your house is not as easy to turn over as when it was in Baoshan, and it rained, it was too slippery, so I fell." ”

"It fell on that gravel in your yard."

As he spoke, he shook his clothes pitifully: "Look, you're covered in mud." ”

Jiang Lingran opened his mouth and didn't make a sound.

He turned around and entered the inner room, and after a while, he came out again, took the gold sore medicine, handed it to him, and said, "You can quickly get some medicine." ”

Yan Qi turned over and sat up, looked up at her slightly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and handed his hand over: "You help me." ”

How could Jiang Lingran not know what he was thinking, the bottle was put on him, and said, "Then I'll call Xiang Zhu, you wait." ”

Yan Qi frowned and said, "Forget it, I'll do it myself." As he spoke, he picked up the corner of his muddy robe and wiped the wound on his palm.

Jiang Lingran looked worried: "Will you be able to?" ”

"Your clothes are dirty, and wiping them like this won't do you any good for wound healing."

Yan Qi didn't stop his hand, and said unconcernedly: "I can't die anyway." ”

Jiang Lingran saw that his hand was so strong that he had the intention of tearing the wound, so he grabbed his hand and said, "Don't wipe it, the blood will flow more." ”

Yan Qi supported one hand behind her, let her grasp the injured hand, looked back, smiled evilly and helplessly: "Look at you, don't help me, I don't worry about you when I do it, you are really entangled." ”

Jiang Lingran glared at him and said, "I think you're a fool!" Wounds will not be treated. As he spoke, he grabbed a handkerchief from the table and threw it at him: "Use this, wipe it gently." ”

Yan Qi lowered his eyes and looked at the handkerchief that fell on his chest, then looked at her and said, "Who's?" ”

Jiang Lingran gritted his teeth and said, "Are you still picky?" ”

Yan Qi's eyes were dyed with a smile, and he just asked, "Who's?" ”

Jiang Lingran glanced at the handkerchief and pursed his lips.

Oops.

It's hers, and it's been used.

"That, this piece is dirty, I'll change it to a clean one." As he spoke, he was going to pinch it away.

But Yan Qi grabbed it in his hand first: "It's okay, I'll use this piece." He looked at her and said, "Is there any muslin?" I'll bandage it. ”

Jiang Lingran nodded, turned around and went in again and took out a piece of muslin.