Jiang Baoqing returned to the house in the middle of the night, looking for willow before sleeping, and was waiting for Jiang Baoqing in his clothes.

There was a candle burning on the table, which was now burning to the end, and the lampstand was full of candle tears from the candle.

Mi Liu was a little uneasy: "Girl, are you okay...... So long......"

Mi Liu looked Jiang Baoqing up and down carefully, and saw that Jiang Baoqing was safe and sound, only her face was still a little red, and her lips were slightly swollen, and she thought it was frozen, so she hurriedly took a soup woman out: "Girl, it's warm, it's cold outside, don't freeze girl." ”

Jiang Baoqing glanced at the willows.

As early as when Miliu and Xun Tao were serving Jiang Baoqing in Prince Yong's mansion, the palace plan made it clear that the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of Miao Liu and Xun Tao were innocent girls, but it was nothing.

"If you don't like it, I'll send those two away."

Jiang Baoqing remembered that when Gong Ji said this, his face was indifferent to the point where it could be called cold.

It is conceivable that the "dispatch" in his mouth must not be so simple.

Jiang Baoqing looked at Mi Liu at this time, remembered the cruel words of Gong Ji, and secretly laughed in his heart that he was really eccentric to the sky. If someone else says such a thing, she will think that person is cold-blooded and ruthless, and he is a dangerous person, and if she can, it is better to stay away; However, Gong Ji said such a thing for her lightly, she only felt that her heart was twitching, her Gong Ji had come down after so many years of bloody and bloody work, and she had developed such a somewhat distorted temperament, which was too distressing!

"No, I'm going to rest. You should go to bed early, too. Jiang Baoqing didn't agree to the palace plan's "sending", and only then did she feel that she really had to take a responsibility for looking for willows and peaches.

Mi Liu was a little worried, but seeing that Jiang Baoqing's expression was as usual, and his spirit was much better than his previous appearance, he relaxed slightly, answered, lay on the side collapse, and fell asleep for a long time.

Jiang Yunshan is very efficient, yesterday he went out to find a few masons, today those masons have already brought tools to work, a few people seem to be in a masonry team, each other is very efficient, only half a day, the roof beams are a little dilapidated have been repaired one by one.

Miliu boiled a large pot of hot tea, and poured hot tea for those who did the work one by one, and his hands and feet were very diligent.

After finishing the work, Mi Liu found another piece of coarse cloth, tied his hair, entered the upside-down seat, and quickly cleaned it up.

is indeed an extremely capable maid, saving Jiang Baoqing a lot of things.

Jiang Baoqing was nodding secretly, and someone at the gate of the courtyard trembled slightly and shouted "Miss Jiang".

Jiang Baoqing heard this voice, looked over, and sure enough, it was Mrs. Wen.

Because of entering the wax moon, the days are getting colder and colder, and Mrs. Wen's health is not very good, so she took a vacation in advance, and only arranged some homework every once in a while, so that Jiang Qing and Liao Chunyu finished writing and sent her over for correction - in fact, according to Jiang Qing, Mrs. Wen always seems to have something on her mind when she teaches these days, and she often looks very sorry for them, and she looks like she is depressed and sick.

Jiang Baoqing was taken aback, but she hadn't seen her for more than half a month, and Mrs. Wen's face was so defeated, and she looked a little withered.

Mrs. Wen seemed to be holding on, and she was still holding a cane in her hand, she stepped forward with difficulty, and was about to bow down to Jiang Baoqing: "Miss Jiang, fortunately you are fine......"

Jiang Baoqing and Jiang Qing were both startled, and hurriedly supported Mrs. Wen left and right.

"Madame, what's the matter?" Jiang Baoqing started to help him, and was surprised that Mrs. Wen seemed to be a lot lighter. She was about to check Mrs. Wen's pulse, but Mrs. Wen broke free with all her might.

After doing this, Mrs. Wen was obviously a little exhausted and out of breath.

Jiang Qing was a little flustered, looked at Jiang Baoqing, and saw that Jiang Baoqing looked calm, she seemed to have a backbone, and gradually calmed down. Mrs. Wen is her mentor, and she naturally hopes that Mrs. Wen will be good. Jiang Qing looked at Mrs. Wen tentatively: "Sir, why don't you go to the house to rest for a while?" ”

Mrs. Wen relieved her breath for a while, and said slowly: "...... Don't worry, I'm here to apologize to your sister. ”

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Qing was shocked.

The first thought that flashed through my heart was, did Mr. bully my sister?

Jiang Baoqing was sensitive, and he guessed somewhat.

She looked at Mrs. Wen a little helplessly, and before she could speak, Mrs. Wen was already a little choked: "I know that the world is very harsh on women, especially when women show up to practice medicine, they are even more avoided; I also know that my nursing mother's daughter-in-law is greedy, which is really a hidden danger. Even so, I licked this old face and came to beg the girl to save my nurse...... Miss Jiang had a good heart and saved the life of her nursing mother, who knows, this actually planted such a disaster for Miss Jiang......"

Speaking of which, Jiang Qing also somewhat understood, she said that it was no wonder that Mrs. Wen always looked guilty and depressed these days, but when asked her, she always looked unspeakable, Jiang Qing, who is a student, is so good that she can break the casserole with her husband's privacy and ask in the end.

Who would have thought it would be for this!

"Mrs. Wen doesn't have to blame herself, you can't blame you for this." Jiang Baoqing said a little helplessly, "I see that my wife's body seems to be in trouble, so let's diagnose my wife's pulse first." ”

Mrs. Wen firmly rejected Jiang Baoqing: "Miss Jiang, my illness is not serious, the doctor has already prescribed medicine." I came here this time because I heard that Miss Jiang was back, so I came to apologize. I used to promise to teach these two children well, but even though I have no place to live these days, I can only come to the door again and again with a cheeky face...... Miss Jiang, I ......"

When Mrs. Wen said this, she was a little choked up and couldn't make a sound.

She was sincerely grateful to Jiang Baoqing for saving her nurse's life, but her nurse's daughter-in-law betrayed Miss Jiang to Prince Yong's mansion because of the inflammation. She has also heard the rumors in the capital these days, saying that Prince Yong killed many doctors who were unable to diagnose and treat Concubine Jiahui in a fit of anger.

Isn't this just the harm to Miss Jiang!

Jiang Baoqing respected Mrs. Wen's self-reliant character very much, and said busily: "Mrs. Wen doesn't have to blame herself like this, you see, isn't it good for me?" Yesterday my brother said I was fat. ”

With tears in her eyes, Mrs. Wen said with a smile: "It's not my fault that Miss Jiang is fine, but it's my fault that Miss Jiang is in danger, Miss Jiang doesn't want to comfort me." These days, I am restless day and night, thinking that if the girl has any mistakes, I can only pay for this old life. Now that Miss Jiang has returned safely, I can finally let go of this heart. However, how Miss Jiang scolded me, it was also right. ”

Mrs. Wen firmly believed that she was the culprit in the matter.

Jiang Baoqing sighed: "Madame, this is the tip of the horns, to say an inappropriate example, if Madame invites a guest to the house, but that person is murdered on the road, is it possible that Madame will bear this murder?" Even if you look through the law of great glory, there is no such judgment. The fate of the world is like this, a peck and a drink have their own destiny, and there should be such a thing in my life. ”

Jiang Baoqing is not good at comforting people, so she naturally pulled out these words to coax Mrs. Wen, she herself actually doesn't believe much in the so-called fate.

If you want to believe, she only believes that my fate is up to me.

However, she couldn't stand the fate and luck of the ancients, so she could only pull out this big flag to comfort Mrs. Wen, who had drilled the tip of the horns.

Mrs. Wen was stunned when she heard this, as if she was thinking about something.