At night, the paper lanterns on the porch were blown by the wind, and Qinglan carefully held the medicine bowl and pushed open the door with one foot.

She put the medicine bowl on the table first, then went to change the lamp oil, and then called Yin Qingyun up: "Girl, it's time to get up and drink the medicine." ”

Yin Qingyun got up and leaned on the edge of the bed, took the remaining warm decoction handed by Qinglan by the light of the candlestick, and drank it to his mouth in a daze.

"Good medicine is bitter, girl bear with it."

The thick and bitter medicinal juice had just been poured into her throat, so bitter that her eyes suddenly burst into water, Qinglan hurriedly pressed her hand and persuaded: "Girl, swallow it quickly, it's uncomfortable to wrap it in your mouth......"

Yin Qingyun was very refreshed at this time, and wherever there was still a feeling of soreness and weakness during the day, she was almost unconscious from this medicine.

"What kind of medicine is this, why is it so bitter?"

It was so bitter that she almost thought that the root of her tongue was gone.

Qinglan took out a candied date with frosting from the jar with a handkerchief and handed it over, "Just now, the slave maid went to the kitchen to prepare for the decoction of the medicine, and when I met Mama Yu, she said that it has been fried for you, just let the slave and maid send it." ”

Yin Qingyun handed over the white jade medicine bowl with a little residue left in the bottom to Qinglan, and took the candied fruit into his mouth, and the bitter taste dissipated a little.

For some reason, even though she knew that Ning Luo had other plans, she still wanted to believe her.

Just when Ning Luo arrived outside the house, Mama Yu helped him in, saw the dim candlelight in the house, and while paying attention to his feet, he walked to Yin Qingyun's bed and sat down, "Let's light two more lamps in the house, it's dark, what if I fall down at night?" ”

Qinglan explained: "Back to Mrs., the lamp is usually lit at night, but the girl just woke up, and she hasn't had time yet. ”

Ning Luo nodded, telling her to go quickly.

Yin Qingyun saw Ning Luo stretching out his hand towards his slightly hot forehead, and looked at her face that was exactly the same as his mother by candlelight, and was full of sadness in his heart: "Mother, can you not let people boil so bitter medicine for me in the future." ”

Ning Luo sneered, and the slightly cool hand fell from her forehead to the back of her hand hidden under the quilt, "You still know bitterness!" ”

Mama Yu also laughed: "Madame said that the girl didn't care about herself, so she asked the old slave to pick some bitter medicine, and it was even more bitter to boil it out together, so it was best to let the girl no longer dare to abuse her body in the future." ”

The bitterness that had just eased after eating a candied date just now, when she mentioned it at this time, Yin Qingyun once again felt that the bitterness in her mouth had spread to the root of her tongue, and she felt a headache when she thought about it.

Ning Luo smiled: "It's all good things to replenish your body, which can make you recover faster, and the hardship will pass." ”

"But that's too bitter......"

"If you don't mess around, where will you suffer like this." Ning Luo patted the back of her hand, and said with some hatred: "The third prince of the family rushed to see you today, but he didn't even see him." ”

"Mother, what nonsense are you talking about, he's just stopping by to sit down."

In the afternoon, although Yin Qingyun was a little delirious, her ears were still sharp.

Seeing this, Qinglan couldn't help but interject and asked, "Girl, do you know that the third prince has been here?" ”

Didn't the girl rest at that time, did she talk too loudly and quarrel with the girl?

Yin Qingyun was exposed in public, and two patches of redness immediately appeared on the white peach blossom face, and she glared and said angrily: "Mouthy." ”

Qing Lan was stunned, and after reacting, she hurriedly stepped back and hid away.

Yin Qingyun lowered her eyebrows, her delicate porcelain-like side face was slightly warmed by the warm yellow candlelight, and when she looked up, her eyes were full of light, like a cool spring in a mountain stream, and she looked at Ning Luo so obsessively, wanting to speak and stopping.

Ning Luo sighed, turned his head to look at Qinglan and Mama Yu, and commanded softly: "You all go down first, I have something to say to Softsoft." ”

Qing Lan and Mama Yu blessed their bodies and retreated.

The candlestick on the table was blown in by the breeze blowing in from outside the door, casting a dim yellowish light on the screen that separated the inside and outside, and the hollow shape was cast on Yin Qingyun's hand, just an oval silhouette, binding the five fingers.

"Auntie."

Her voice was delicate, and with a bit of astringency and questioning tone at this time, she asked, "Didn't Aunt plan to seek justice for Bizhu in the first place?" ”

Ning Luo stretched out his hand to smooth the long hair around her ear for her, and admitted simply: "I don't want to hide it from you on purpose, I'm just afraid that you will think I'm afraid of things, and you will resent me and hate me." ”

"Then my aunt is not afraid now?"

To put it bluntly, there is only one layer of blood relationship between Yin Qingyun and Ning Luo, and now they have only been together for a few days, and there is such an old enmity that the Chen family drove out of the house, if you don't talk about it properly, there is a risk of tearing your face.

It's not that Ning Luo doesn't understand, but he calculated Yin Qingyun's mind accurately, so he has some fearlessness: "The wood is already in the boat, and I have completely solved the mess that the Lin family intervened in, you can't go to Dali Temple now to release Bizhu's brother, and tell him that Bizhu's death is related to Aunt Lin." ”

Of course Yin Qingyun can't, and he can't even mention this matter in the future.

Yin Qingyun covered her heartbeat, angry and funny: "So aunt, you counted me in." ”

She really admired Cunluo.

She only taught her a trick two days ago, but she didn't expect her to be counted in the backhand.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind, which is really wonderful.

"I asked you to calculate the Lin family at the beginning, not to let her be charged with murder, although the Yin Mansion will definitely not be able to tolerate her at that time, but even your reputation will be implicated if you stop Yin Qingli."

"This matter ends here, Yin Zhengye has already begun to be dissatisfied with the Lin family, if their mother and daughter want to live well in the future, they must clamp their tails and be people, otherwise you don't need to do it again, just mention the matter that the Lin family almost killed him today, she will definitely die."

It turned out that the knife that Ning Luo was talking about was not Bizhu's death, but Yin Zhengye.

Yin Zhengye has always only had power in his eyes, and a woman's daughter can't get into his eyes at all, and he has loved Aunt Lin for many years just because of Aunt Lin's obedient face.

But her mistake today put the Yin Mansion into an unfavorable situation, which is equivalent to touching Yin Zhengye's bottom line, and the days ahead are still long, and her suffering has just begun.

The corners of Yin Qingyun's mouth curled slightly, and she said, "Aunt is really amazing." ”

Ning Luo looked at her smiling bitterly face, and persuaded in a low voice: "Soft, kill chickens with a knife, not to mention the Lin family's kind of person who was born disgusting to others, it is not a pity to die, if I let me do it myself, it will be dirty, let her eat dog with your stupid father." ”

Dog-eat-dog......

The word...... Yin Qingyun felt that it was just right to use it on Yin Zhengye and Aunt Lin.