"Miss, when will you rest?" Citron cleaned up the bed and fiddled with the box of balm powder on the table.

"I just eaten, I can't lie down at this time, and I plan to prepare tomorrow's books and notebooks." Fu Yi responded, "I don't know what the temperament of the three little sisters is, it's better to be cautious." ”

Citron smiled and asked, "There are three more students at once, will the old lady give you a restraint?" ”

Fu Yi tapped her head and said angrily: "Call my father to listen, I should say that you have lost the face of a scholar." ”

Citron liked to make the young lady happy, took her to the study with her, and said with a smile: "That scholar also wants to eat, doesn't he?" Miss, in a few days when you are resting, take me to the streets of the capital for a walk......"

When the two doorkeepers under the porch of Qingqiu came back, they happened to see the lights in the study on, and one of them went to the window to look a few times, and then quietly went out again.

At this hour, in the small kitchen of Xinghua Hall in the main courtyard, the medicine of the eldest lady had just been boiled, and everyone was sent all the way into the bedroom, and the Duchess Yang was sitting on the kang to write a letter.

"Ma'am, it's time to take your medicine." Wang's mother, who accompanied the marriage, personally filtered the medicine and sent it to her.

Yang put down the pen, frowned and drank the decoction, only to hear Wang's mother say: "Tomorrow, several young ladies will go to Qingqiu Pavilion to study, the old lady sent someone to say, you don't have to worry about it, all the expenses in the study, including our two girls, are calculated from her old man's house." ”

Yang Shi took a preserved fruit from the delicate small saucer and put it in his mouth, dispelled the bitterness of the decoction, leaned over and leaned on the large pillow embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns with gold thread, and said idly: "You often send people to take a look, only send some tea and fruit snacks, and don't care about anything else." ”

Mother Wang said with a smile: "At noon, Dongyuan sent refined charcoal to Qingqiu Pavilion, and I heard that a basket cost twenty or thirty taels of silver, and I don't know if it will be delivered tomorrow." ”

Yang sneered: "That's all she has to do, let her go, it's just that she can't swallow this breath, the old lady put her daughter to study with me, really, and I'm willing to worry about her?" ”

Wang's mother said: "What you explained, the slaves and maids are all sent to keep an eye on it, the girl is a person who doesn't talk much, she only talks to the little girl she brought in Qingqiu Pavilion, and when she comes to the old lady, she just talks about the customs and customs of Jizhou." ”

Yang frowned, and looked at Mother Wang impatiently: "Don't be careless, you have to choose your mouth to stare at Qingqiu Pavilion carefully, I see the people from Jizhou, and I feel annoyed." ”

Wang's mother even claimed that it was, and at this time, someone came to tell her, saying that the third and fourth ladies came to ask Mrs. for good night, she knew that Mrs. had always been gone, and was about to send it away, but Yang said: "Call them in, I have something to say." ”

On this side, Zhu Rong walked outside Xinghua Hall, and just saw the two younger sisters entering, and Wang's mother saw him, greeted him and said: "Madame is not very good, I won't see my son today, I want the slave to convey it, saying that you are working hard, and it is not too late to rest at home for a few days." ”

"Where's Pingjue?" Zhu Rong asked, "Why don't you come to say hello to your mother?" ”

"The little boy is also infected with the wind cold." Wang's mother said, "This spring, it's really cold, third son, you also have to take care of your health." ”

Zhu Rong said: "Mother Wang, please say hello to my mother for me, and I will go to see Pingjue." ”

Wang's mother said yes, and after seeing Zhu Rong leave, she sighed secretly before turning around and going back to the house.

Zhu Rong left Xinghua Hall and went straight to his brother's house, passing by Qingqiu Pavilion on the way, and seeing that it was brightly lit, he couldn't help but stop.

Although it is separated by the courtyard gate, on the bright window, you can vaguely see the figure of Yan Fuyi.

Just a few days ago, Zhu Rong walked up to the deck from the cabin and saw a woman standing in the morning light.

I didn't expect ......