Wei Wujing's boat docked on the southern shore of Taihu Lake. His carriage was parked there.

According to Wei Wujing, he came to visit Taihu Lake. Childe Qingqian just smiled, and did not question it.

Rouxin was placed in the carriage. Gongzi Qingqian, Wei Wujing and others followed the carriage.

Along the way, Wei Wujing introduced the scenery of Hangzhou and the places worth visiting to Gongzi Qingqian.

The carriage drove into the city and stopped in front of a medical clinic. Childe Qingqian took out the soft heart from the carriage and entered the hospital. The old man of the medical hall personally saw Rouxin.

"It didn't hurt my bones! It's good to raise it for more than a month! "Lao Langzhong prescribed a prescription for internal and external use.

Yao Tong went to pay the consultation fee only to know that this medical hall was Wei Wujing's property, and the consultation fee was naturally exempted.

The carriage drove in the direction of the suburbs. Gongzi Qingqian knew that Wei Wujing's family house must be quite large-scale.

Sure enough, he saw a luxurious garden in the distance.

The carriage entered through the back door of the garden. Gongzi Qingqian walked behind Wei Wujing with a soft heart.

The environment here is elegant, and pavilions can be seen everywhere. The shape of the rockery is peculiar, which makes people feel that it has the meaning of ingenuity.

A hot spring pool is still steaming. The surrounding water pavilion bridges and corridors are very exquisite.

Childe's shallow blood-stained clothes made the girls in the garden peek at him. In particular, he was holding a sleeping beauty, which aroused the curiosity of the people in the park.

"This is my place to stay! Live in the Garden! Wei Wuxian finished speaking and entered his room.

Childe looked at the exquisite house in front of him and couldn't help but sigh: This is different if you are rich!

Uncle Liu, the housekeeper in the garden, led the three of them to Xinyuan. He also assigned two maidens to wait outside the door.

The house of Xinyuan is exquisite, a large room with two ear rooms, which is suitable for the three people of Gongzi Qingqian.

Childe Qingqian put Rouxin on the bed in the right ear room. He just wanted Yao Tong to go out and buy him a shirt. Uncle Liu personally sent him and Rouxin's new clothes.

Uncle Liu also told Gongzi Qingqian that there was a hot spring pool in Xinyuan, and they could bathe there.

Gongzi Qingqian thanked Uncle Liu. Then I took my new clothes and went to the hot spring pool.

Yao Tong stayed outside the soft window. He hoped that Rouxin would get better soon.

Childe took a shallow bath and changed into new clothes. Yao Tong looked at the boy who came over and bit his lip. His son is always so handsome and compelling!

"Go wash it too!" Childe Qingqian walked into the room.

Rouxin has woken up. It's just that she feels that the left side of her body doesn't seem to be her own. She didn't dare to move, otherwise the pain would be unbearable.

The girl brought the potion. Childe Qingqian fed Rouxin. Rouxin looked at Gongzi for a while, and then said, "What about him?" ”

Childe's shallow hand shook, and the soup in the spoon almost spilled. He wiped the corners of Rouxin's mouth, and then slowly spoke: "It should be fine!" ”

Ever since they got on Wei Wujing's ship, they had lost contact with his people. Gongzi Jin's bottom line is life or death, he really doesn't know.

"Where are we?" Rouxin turned her head to look at the young man who was standing in front of the window.

"Hangzhou Wei Wujing's home."

"Wei Wujing?" Rouxin felt that the name was not unfamiliar.

"The people you met on the night of the Minghongyuan fire!" Childe turned to look at Rouxin.

"Is that him?" Rouxin didn't figure out the situation for a while.

"You know him!" Childe walked to the edge of the bed and sat down.

"How did we get here?" Rouxin looked at the son who tucked the quilt for her.

"I'll tell you slowly when you're better!" Childe leaned over and kissed Rouxin's forehead.

"Childe! Time to eat! Yao Tong put the food box on top of a few cases in Gongzi's shallow room.

Gongzi Qingqian looked at the exquisite dishes served by Yao Tong, and realized that the wealth of the capital could not be compared with here at all.

Childe Qingqian has just finished eating. Wei Wujing walked in with a bowl of special porridge.

Gongzi Qingqian got up and took Wei Wujing to the ear room. Rou Xin opened her eyes and saw Wei Wujing's gentle and elegant face.

Childe Qingqian gently lifted up the soft heart. Then he took the porridge from Wei Wujing's hand and fed it to Rouxin.

"Thank you, Master Wei!" Rouxin coughed as she spoke?

"Girl!" Wei Wujing stretched out his arm to help Rouxin, but was held by Gongzi Qingqian.

"I'm sorry!" Rouxin stopped coughing.

"I'll ask Lang Zhong to come and have a look!" Wei Wujing finished speaking and went out.

Childe Qingqian helped Rouxin to lie down. Rouxin's heart remembered Gongzi Jin's heart, so her heart was depressed and coughed.

Lao Langzhong checked Rouxin's pulse, and then said, "The girl should relax her heart!" ”

Gongzi Qingqian and Wei Wujing glanced at each other, and they breathed a sigh of relief knowing that Rouxin had no real symptoms.

Childe Qingqian knew the soft heart, and his heart was quite sad. He drank alcohol and slept on several desks during the night.

Wei Wujing listened to the report of his subordinates and knew that the sweetheart of Rouxin was not a son.

Could it be that she likes her master, Gongzi Jinqi? Wei Wujing's face became a little solemn.

He checked Gongzi Jinqi and learned that he had already married a wife. His wife, Yang Yaxian, is pregnant.

Three days later, Wei Wujing feasted on Gongzi's shallow and soft heart. Rouxin's injuries have healed. Her left arm hung from her home, but it didn't get in the way.

Rouxin sat beside Gongzi Qingqian. Wei Wujing's side sat the matchmaker.

Gongzi Qingqian held a wine glass and borrowed flowers to offer Buddha to thank Wei Wujing for his help.

Wei Wujing only said that it was a gesture, not enough to thank him. The two of them drank the wine in their glasses.

Wine is good wine, and the matchmaker's dance is even more beautiful. The sleeves of her robe were slightly raised, and her body rose into the air. When she fell, it was like a red glow, brilliant and dazzling.

After the matchmaker dance, the son Qingqian congratulated him with applause. The matchmaker then gave the son a shallow toast. She smiled slightly, and a pair of dimples paused.

Childe drank the wine in the glass. The matchmaker looked at Rouxin and said, "The girl is really a beauty!" ”

Rouxin was stunned for a moment! The matchmaker smiled and poured wine into the soft heart's cup.

Childe Qingqian took the soft wine and drank it. The matchmaker tilted her head and looked at Gongzi Qingqian.

"Her injuries have not healed, and she is not prone to drinking too much." Childe said lightly.

"You are so affectionate, she may not be interested in you!" The matchmaker smiled and returned to Wei Wujing's side.

Childe Qingqian doesn't care about her. Rouxin was shocked when she heard this. She had only only met herself, so why did she say such a thing?

Wei Wujing saw that Rouxin was looking at the matchmaker, so he quietly asked the reason. The matchmaker then told Wei Wujing what she had just said.

Wei Wujing smiled slightly when he heard this. He raised his glass to Rouxin.

The soft wine glass was taken by Gongzi Qingqian to drink for her. Wei Wujing couldn't help but be a little disappointed in Gongzi Qingqian.

It is said that the son is shallow and the crown of the capital, but he is deeply in love for a servant.

"I have heard for a long time that Gongzi and Gongzi Jinqi are not compatible! Why was he with his handmaid? "Wei Wujing seems to have drunk a little too much.

"I just happened to meet it!" Childe smiled lightly and glanced at Rouxin.

Although Rouxin also smiled back, the faint sadness between her eyebrows could not escape Childe's shallow eyes.

She still can't let him go! Childe Qingqian poured himself a full wine. As soon as he picked up the wine glass, he was pulled by Rouxin.

"Childe Mo is drunk!" The gentle words were gentle and intimate, and the son unconsciously put down the wine glass in his hand.

Wei Wujing looked at Gongzi Qingqian and shook his head. However, he said something that aroused Childe's interest.

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