Yan Luo deliberately shook his body, reached out to wipe away his tears, and then kowtowed to Yan Zhen.

"Daughter...... It was indeed Xia Chan who went out to sell things, and also thought about selling the white jade hairpin left by his aunt. But I was afraid of getting into trouble in the house, so I only found a few ornaments and sold them. ”

As he spoke, Yan Luo took out the white jade hairpin that he had just taken back from Chu Bai's hand from his sleeve pocket.

Seeing this object, Song Rong only felt dizzy for a while, and then glanced at the rough envoy who was staring.

The thing was not sold, and Yan Zhen was greatly relieved.

"The mother said that her daughter misbehaved, and the daughter was not convinced. Xia Chan is my father's maid who rewards me, she is used to not lying, my father can ask her, have I been reading and embroidering in the yard for so many days? The more Yan Luo spoke, the more aggrieved he became, and his tears were like beads with broken threads.

Knowing that Yan Luo was acting, Chu Bai on the roof still clenched his fists fiercely. If he wasn't afraid of causing her trouble, he would definitely tear down these people in the University Scholar's Mansion!

They actually made his little shallow heart cry so pitiful, so wronged!

Xingzhi hurriedly stuffed the wine into Chu Bai's hand.

Xia Chan kowtowed to Yan Zhen, and said with his eyes slightly drooping: "Master, I went out to sell that thing today." Madame's birthday is approaching, and the young lady said that since she was a child, Madame has been very good to her, and her biological mother can't compare. She wanted to give her a gift to her wife, but she didn't have much silver in her hand, so she asked me to go and sell some jewellery and buy brocade. ”

After that, Xia Chan pointed to the baggage: "The master can open it, you can see it at a glance." ”

The eyes of the others were all on the baggage, but Song Rong was stunned and looked at Yan Luo in surprise.

Yan Luo, who had been keeping his head down, actually raised his head and raised his eyebrows at her, with a malicious smile on his face.

Song Rong rubbed her eyes in disbelief, and when she looked over again, Yan Luo looked pitiful and aggrieved, as if she was just dazzled just now.

Yan Zhen motioned to the old housekeeper to open the baggage, and sure enough, it was an aqua blue brocade, the most used style by women in the capital now.

The old housekeeper of the silver ticket on the side also took it, adding up to more than one hundred taels. The white jade hairpin is in excellent condition, even if someone dares to accept it, they will not only give such a little silver.

"Where's the medicine?" Yan Zhen asked in a deep voice.

Yan Luo looked up at Yan Zhen, his face flushed, and he bit his lip and lowered his head.

Seeing this, Song Rong still wanted to win back a game, so she hurriedly said: "When you came to my house for dinner a few days ago, your shallow heart seems to vomit a lot, so you don't have a ...... with someone."

This time, Song Rong was smart, she didn't say everything, and left half of it.

Yan Zhen understood, glanced at Song Rong fiercely, and then looked at Yan Luo fiercely, waiting for her to speak.

The family bullied a little girl, although the house doctor is not an eventful person, he can't look at it at the moment.

He stepped forward and saluted Yan Zhen and Song Rong.

"Master, madam, the old slave of the young lady's medicine residue has already checked it, and the old slave of the decoction has also tasted it. This is the decoction that the girl's family took for abdominal pain in her childhood, and there is nothing wrong with it. ”

As soon as he said this, a room full of people were stunned, and they knew clearly, and the colorful faces seemed to have a rainbow in the night.

The house doctor calmed down, turned to Yan Luo and said, "Miss, sit down, the old slave will give you a pulse check and see where you are uncomfortable." ”

Diagnose the pulse, nothing happens, and everyone will be fine.

Yan Luo cautiously glanced at Yan Zhen and Song Rong, blushed, and sat down at the table with his head down.

The house doctor took out a silk cloth and covered Yan Luo's wrist, and withdrew his hand after a short time.

"Master, madam, Miss's body is indeed a small day. It should be that I eat too much cold things on weekdays, and this recipe is also symptomatic. ”

Saying this, Song Rong's face turned white.