The maid was stunned and didn't dare to accept the salute, and the whole room was inexplicable.

I only heard that Murong Xi was still serious, and said unhurriedly: "Congratulations to Biliu." Since my stepmother has asked you to replace her today, I am afraid that in the future, you will be my elder...... You deserve this gift. ”

If it's just him, listening to some gossip and watching some gossip, it's just that, and he can't afford to deal with a foolish woman like Pang Zi. But the conscience is different, she is the meat of his heart, the person he cherishes and cares for desperately, he married her, not to make fun of them.

Pang Zi's eyebrows twitched, and his face turned red instantly, he wanted to borrow the hand of the maid to humiliate her. How can it be ......? I really blame myself for not thinking it through, how can I let the maid do it for me? At that moment, he didn't care about the loss of manners, and scolded angrily: "Biliu, don't come back soon!" ”

This Murong Xi seems to be gentle and elegant, and he doesn't talk much, so he can't imagine that he is really a good dog that bites. Zhang Wenxin's sullen stomach immediately turned into a funny belly, held it hard, and continued to serve tea.

Ponzi lifted a stone in the front and shot himself in the foot, and the back was much smoother. Several uncles and aunts of the family, as well as a group of brothers and sisters of the same generation, temporarily picked up bad water and talked to each other, and never made things difficult for her anymore.

With such a big family, Zhang Wenxin felt that it was impossible for him to remember it, and he was familiar with it, so it was just that.

When he walked back with a bunch of gifts, Zhang Wenxin realized that the courtyard where Murong Xi lived was called Qingfeng Residence.

After eating, Zhang Wenxin closed the door and opened the pile of gift boxes he received in the morning one by one. At the end, he pointed to the gifts on the table, and greeted Murong Xi very boldly: "It's all here, which one do you like, pick whatever you like." ”

Murong Xi glanced at it lightly, not seeming to be interested. He was about to ask her to put it away, but he was attracted by a delicately embroidered sachet, and his eyes lit up and he reached out to pick it up.

"Who sent this?"

Zhang Wenxin waved his hand: "It doesn't matter who gave her it, you can take it if you like." ”

The stitching of this sachet is delicate and chic, and it doesn't look like something in the house. Murong Xi dismantled it three times and two times, poured the spices on a piece of rice paper, and the room was instantly filled with a strange fragrance. Zhang Wenxin couldn't help but sneeze, but Murong Xi endured the rich aroma and pulled out a note from the incense powder.

Zhang was surprised, leaned his head and looked: "What is written?" ”

Murong Xi shook his fingers, and the note was held in the palm of his hand. Zhang Wenxin didn't catch a glance, and seeing that he didn't want to tell himself, he didn't ask more. Murong Xi grimaced, crumpled the note to pieces, and called Su Qiu to ask her to burn the spices and sachets together.

Su Qiu was diligent in his hands and feet, and soon went and returned, and brought another sentence: "Son, young lady, Mama Zou is here, saying that it is to pass on Mrs. Pang's words." ”

Before the words fell, I heard a shout outside: "Young lady...... Yo, Childe is also there......"

When Zou Ma spoke, the person had already crossed the threshold, and her mouth was full of yellow teeth: "There are many places to use cars in the house tomorrow, and several cars and horses have already had errands, and Mrs. said that if the young lady wants to use the car, I am afraid that she will have to wait until after noon." ”

Murong Xi didn't return home for a long time, but he still knew a little about his stepmother's temper. Where will there be so many things in the house tomorrow, I'm afraid that someone has nothing to do and can't stand scrutiny.

He was about to ask about all the important matters, when he heard that Zhang Wenxin had already spoken first: "You tell your stepmother, you don't need to prepare the car, I just need to take two steps by myself." ”

She answered so briskly and neatly, Mama Zou was a little lost in an instant, as if she had been holding back a bad fart in her stomach, and now she had nowhere to put it. had to retreat unwillingly: "Since the young lady said no, then ...... That's just right. ”

When Mama Zou turned around, she only heard Murong Xi say, "Mama Zou, you seem to have forgotten something." ”

Zou Ma closed: "Huh? Old Slave ...... Forgot something?

"Etiquette."

Murong Xi looked at her and said awe-inspiringly: "The master and servant are humble, you have forgotten the etiquette." ”

Murong Xi only felt that he had become more and more narrow-minded recently, not only scheming with the foolish woman in the back house, but even half a hundred old slaves couldn't bear it. is still the same sentence, he has always been painless when he suffers a loss, but with a conscience, he can't allow this old slave to be rude in front of her several times, which makes him very uncomfortable and distressed.

Therefore, he is naturally narrow-minded, and he is rightly arrogant, and he intends to continue to be so small-bellied, preferably until the earth is barren and the sea is dry, and there is no consideration of reform.

"This ......" Mama Zou blushed, turned sideways awkwardly, bent her knees slightly, and bowed her head and said: "The eldest son, the young lady, the old slave retires......"

Murong Xi nodded slightly, and said, "Remember to pass through the biography in the future, don't disturb Madame, go." ”

Mama Zou left angrily, and when she walked on the road, she thought about how to add fuel and vinegar to this matter, and said to Pang Zi.

Zhang Wenxin didn't take the car to heart at all, and together with Su Qiu, he divided the dim sum sent from the kitchen into two parts, one was wrapped in oil paper and tied into a boxy one, and the other was placed in a food box, neatly stacked.

Murong Xi saw it in his eyes, and his heart suddenly became sour. Over the years, although he has followed his grandfather and is far away in Qingzhou, he can also imagine that Zhang Wenxin is a little girl, lonely and miserable, and her life must be very hard.

For the first time in his life, he was plunged into a boundless surging remorse. If he resolutely refused to leave back then, no matter how worried his grandfather was, he would never be able to take him away from Jingshi.

But...... In that case, according to Mrs. Pang's temperament, he is afraid that he will not survive today. It's not that Mrs. Pang will poison and assassinate anything, because since he was a child, he has been sick every three days and has a pain every five days, and he doesn't need much powerful means at all, and if he doesn't take care of him, he can easily let his life go to Huangquan.

In the end, it was his own reasons that he missed the ten years that should have been with each other and stood together through thick and thin.

A little servant sent two letters to Murong Xi, which temporarily saved him from his endless guilt.

Murong Xi is a doctor of Taixue, and there are several protégés under his command, although he has taken a leave of absence because of his marriage, and some incurable diseases in his studies, he still has to do it.

Murong Xi didn't go to the study, so he opened the letter at the table, looked at two lines, and suddenly looked up at his wife, frowned, and said, "You are ...... What does it smell like? ”

"Huh?"

Zhang Wenxin raised his sleeve and sniffed it, it did have a fragrant smell of fat powder. said: "Xu rubbed it from that sachet, it smells good, isn't it?" ”

Murong Xi was still sad and sympathetic just now, and at this time, he turned his face when he said that he would turn his face, without leaving the slightest emotion, and poured cold water and said: "It's not bad if you don't smoke people to death." ”

"Is there one? So bad smell? ”

Zhang Wenxin raised his hand and wanted to smell it again, but Murong Xi grabbed his wrist: "Don't smell it, wash it immediately." ”

Zhang Wenxin nodded ignorantly. But he soon understood, maybe he was afraid that the fragrance on his body would smoke him.

Murong Xi let go of her and immediately ordered Su Qiu to prepare the bath water.

Zhang Wenxin used to take a bath, at most he got a big basin of water, wiped it, and washed it. And she was not very willing to burn wood, so the water had to be half cold and not hot.

Looking at the steaming large bathtub behind the screen, there were still flower petals floating on the water, and I washed it for a while before I knew it. When I raised my eyes, the outside of the window was already red, and the sunset was burning.