The night passed. A bright rainbow hung in the blue sky, hiding the storm of last night and the devastation of autumn. The thick white clouds in the eastern sky could not hide the light of the lord of the east after all, and pieces of broken gold were sprinkled on the porous earth, bringing warmth and giving birth to hope.

A maid walked into the side room wearing clothes that were not fully dried, she knew that the county lord had been here all night, she had not slept all night, exhausted, and when she saw the tall figure in front of her, she couldn't help but be full of sympathy and pity:

"County Lord, you are tired all night, just keep the slave here, and ask the county lord to go and rest."

The county lord stood dumbfounded at the moment, unable to see any expression, nor did he make any other movements, no one knew what the county lord was thinking at the moment.

After being silent for a long time, seeing that the county lord still did not respond, the maid persuaded bitterly again:

"County Lord, you must take care of yourself, our whole house is pointing at you, County Lord."

This maid is the personal slave of the county lord, named Jingru, who has been sold into the house since she was a child, has no father and no mother, and has a pitiful background. It was only because of the county lord's mercy that he kept her by his side.

She followed the county lord to work in Lingshuang Pavilion last night, and witnessed the county lord going crazy for Yi'er, she couldn't help but feel distressed, she knew that the county lord treated the people around him very well, not to mention that the county lord had always regarded Yi'er as his own relative, otherwise the county lord would not let Yi'er interfere in the affairs of the house.

After learning the news that the county lord had a child, last night's horror and thrill were turned into ashes.

She is happy for the county lord, and at the same time, she is also worried about the county lord.

A large group of imperial doctors and doctors in the house stayed up all night, for fear that something would happen to Yi'er in the middle of the night, after all, their own lives and their whole family's lives were all tied to the sick man on the bed at this moment.

The house has been cleaned up and renewed, the fiery red charcoal fire is burning, Yi'er has drunk the decoction, and is sleeping at the moment.

Chen Ziwei walked into the room dressed in purple and saw the room full of imperial doctors.

The room was very quiet, and several old doctors tried their best to keep themselves from sleeping, and they looked extremely sleepy.

When they saw the horses coming, they wanted to salute, but Chen Ziwei stopped them, because he was afraid of waking up the sleeping people.

Chen Ziwei bypassed the screen and walked into the inner room, and then he saw the sleeping person on the bed, and for a while, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Such a fairy person, such a delicate face, looking at it makes people feel comfortable, and they can't help but feel envious, at this moment he is like a white lotus that people can't blaspheme.

Chen Ziwei slowly walked to the bedside, he looked at Yi'er carefully, and saw that Yi'er's peerless face revealed a little tiredness, and her face was extremely haggard.

He looked at the sleeping man in front of him, as if he remembered something......

Yes, he saw him.

He came to see him when he was punished by the county lord to kneel in the Star Garden, and he saw himself kneeling in the garden in embarrassment, and he helped himself up, and he did not laugh at him, nor did he slander him for his gaffe that day.

He was so kind, so kind that he was reluctant to do it.

At this time, an imperial physician came over softly and whispered:

"Please, forgiveness. The lord of the county commanded that no one should come and disturb him. If something goes wrong, my life will be at risk. ”

He looked at Chen Ziwei in embarrassment, hoping that he could understand their plight.

At the same time, he was also worried that Chen Ziwei would do something unfavorable to Yi'er.

These imperial doctors and doctors are now guarding Yi'er like guards, to be precise, they are more responsible than the guards, and they have to check on anyone who enters the house, and strictly monitor the every move of those who come.

Because Yi'er's safety affects their sensitive nerves all the time.

Chen Ziwei looked at the pleading look on the imperial doctor's face, his heart softened, and said:

"This horse is leaving, and it will be troublesome for you to take care of Yi'er these days, I will tell the county lord and give you some more rewards."

Hearing the reward, the imperial doctor hurriedly excused himself, and now his little life is still in the hands of the county lord, maybe one day his little life will be lost, how dare he ask for any reward.

"Thank you for your kindness, this is what I should do."

Chen Ziwei just talked casually, and when he saw him refusing to resign, it saved him a lot of words.

Chen Ziwei went out of the main house and went to the kitchen, bringing some food to the county lord by the way.

Since parting with Li Ruofei, he has been reminding himself all the time that if he wants to escape from the county king's mansion, he must first save his life, and if he wants to save his life, he must first please the county lord.

As soon as he walked into the side room with the food box, he saw the county lord standing there expressionlessly, which was incomprehensible, and invisibly exuded a deterrent effect.

He mustered up his courage and took a step forward, "The slave family asks for peace to the county lord, and the county lord is well." ”

When the county lord saw that it was Chen Ziwei, he frowned slightly,

"Didn't you go and rest? What's wrong with it? ”

Faced with the county lord's questioning, Chen Ziwei grabbed the handle of the food box with his five fingers, and said timidly:

"The county lord hasn't rested yet, how can the slave family go first? Presumably, the county lord hasn't eaten yet, and the slave family specially brought food to the county lord. ”

Hearing Chen Ziwei say this, the county lord calmed down a little.

Looking at the lunch box in Chen Ziwei's hand, the county lord took the opportunity to look at Chen Ziwei. I don't know if it's her delusion, she always feels like he's a different person.

Since Chen Ziwei was punished that time, his attitude towards himself has obviously changed, and he has taken the initiative in everything. Although she is very willing for Chen Ziwei to be like this, and she also enjoys Chen Ziwei's initiative, this initiative makes her a little flustered, and she always feels that this is looking at flowers in the fog and the moon in the water.

"Zi Wei ......, do you care about the lord of this county?"

The county lord couldn't help but ask this sentence, what she needed was Chen Ziwei's sincere answer.

Chen Ziwei was stunned by the county lord's question, and said casually: "The county lord is the wife of the slave family, and the slave family naturally cares about the county lord."

This sentence is extremely flattering, as if it is natural for men in the world to care about their wives, and there is no real concern or not, care or not.

Obviously, the county lord was very dissatisfied with this answer.

"The county lord sees that the horse hasn't eaten yet, so I'll leave this meal to you to eat, the county lord still has some things to deal with, so I won't accompany you."

After dropping this sentence, the county lord walked out of the side room, and then went to the main house to take a look at Yi'er, and after explaining a few words to the imperial doctors, he came out of the Lingshuang Pavilion.

After the heavy rain, the streets returned to their usual liveliness, and the cries of hawkers were endless, and people came and went shuttling through the streets, adding a bit of color to this peaceful and prosperous era.

"This young lady, seeing that you are so handsome, there must be many waiters in the family, I have all kinds of rouge here, Miss buy it and give it to the waiters, they must like it, do you want to buy a few boxes?"

The county lord looked at the smile on the peddler's face, extremely enthusiastic, and embarrassed to refuse, so he picked a box at random.

"This is a newly made rouge, which has the effect of beautifying skin care, only this box, Miss has a good eye."

The county lord took out a piece of silver and put it on the stall, "No need to look for it." ”

Obviously, the county lord was pleased.

"Miss go slowly, I wish you a loving husband and wife, and we will always be together."

The county lord took a box of rouge and walked to the Qingfeng Pavilion, which was as lively as ever.

Hong Zhao stood on the second floor of Qingfeng Pavilion, holding a pu fan in his hand, looking downstairs, and when he saw the county lord coming, he immediately posted it.

"County Lord, you haven't come to see Zhao'er for a long time, Zhao'er thinks about it."

The county lord hugged Zhao'er and teased: "Let the county lord see how much you miss the county lord in a while."

The county lord took Hong Zhao upstairs, went to Zhao'er's room, and closed the door.

Still as before, the county lord let go of him and asked, "What has happened in the Li Mansion recently?"

Hong Zhao knew that welcoming the county lord was the closest moment he had left with the county lord, making him feel that he was the county lord's servant, and at this moment, he was the county lord's subordinate.

However, after so many years, he has become accustomed to it.

After the heartache has been for a long time, I will not feel the pain anymore.

Hong Zhao told the truth: "The Li Mansion has not made any moves recently, except that Li Ruofei went to the Zheng Mansion to visit Zheng Kai."

"Li Ruofei went to the Zheng Mansion? Can you hear what they're talking about? ”

"According to the eyeliner we planted in Zheng's house, at first they talked about the recent imperial examination, and then General Zheng kicked out all the people in the house, and then they didn't hear anything."

"Didn't hear? When did General Zheng become so cautious? Could it be that he and Li Ruofei are planning something? ”

"This subordinate doesn't know, and the subordinate will send someone to continue to investigate."

The county lord nodded in agreement.

The county lord continued: "Recently, the imperial examination will also send people to monitor, and the movements of the civil and military examinations must be reported to the county lord in a timely manner."

"Yes, my subordinates will send another person to monitor."

The county lord thought that there was nothing more to explain, but it was only a short time, and it was not yet time to leave, so she ordered: "Come over with a table of food."

The county lord hasn't eaten a drop of water since last night, and she plans to settle breakfast in this Qingwen Pavilion.

"Yes, Lord Shire. The subordinates will go and command. ”

After Hong Zhao gave the order, as soon as he entered the door, he saw a box of rouge on the table, and Hong Zhao was puzzled: "County Lord, this is ......"

"I guess you will use it if it is given to you."

Is the county lord concerned about him?

For so many years, this is the first time that the county lord has given him something, although the value is not high, but it is worth a thousand gold in Hong Zhao's heart.

"Thank you to the county lord, my subordinates will do their best to do things for the county host, but the county lord will take the lead."

The county lord looked at the irrepressible excitement on Hong Zhao's face, and was very relieved.

Unexpectedly, a box of rouge she bought in the market could make Hong Zhao so happy, it can be seen that Hong Zhao is a loyal subordinate, and it seems that she can rest assured that she can hand over more things to him in the future.