Zhuyi hurriedly sent someone to invite the doctor to come to the photo studio, and after the doctor diagnosed and treated Yang Qiqi's injury, she simply helped her deal with the wound.

As soon as she sent off the doctor, Yang Yuyan arrived.

She wore a half-arm skirt of honey-colored folded flowers, and her jet-black hair was combed and powdered thinly. Although it is homely, it is still bright and beautiful. She entered the door and saw the gauze wrapped around Yang Qiqi's hand, and couldn't help but say, "Why is it so badly injured?" ”

When Yang Qiqi saw her enter the door, her eyes were red, and she didn't speak.

Caiping couldn't help but say: "The third son is too Meng Lang, where is there a brother who is so cruel to his sister!" ”

When Yang Yuyan heard this, her face immediately sank, and she said to Caiping unhappily: "Does my aunt say this about the master?" The third brother was just joking with the seventh sister, and he made a mistake for a while. When you say this, don't you sow discord between our brother and sister? ”

It turned out that she was interceding with Yang Jingji, Yang Qiqi sneered in her heart, but she was aggrieved and silently wept on her face.

Yang Yuyan glared at the color screen and said, "You don't need your aunt to serve here, let's go outside." Our sister and son talked. ”

Caiping ignored Yang Yuyan's instructions at all, and only called Yang Qiqi inquiringly, "Girl".

Yang Qiqi said: "Li Kangping's family will send the file book in a while, auntie, you will take the bamboo branch to sort it out." ”

The color screen's eyes lit up, and he went out in a hurry.

Yang Yuyan watched Caiping leave in disgust, and it wasn't until the door was closed that she said softly: "Caiping has served the eldest princess of Yicheng, so she won't take you seriously." What do you want her to be by your side, it's better to send it back to the eldest princess of Yicheng! ”

Yang Qiqi laughed in her heart, she really knew how to speak. Caiping didn't take her seriously, but she never mentioned it, and only came to provoke Yang Qiqi.

"Third sister, look." Yang Qiqi said, raising his hand, "What the color screen said is not wrong at all, the third brother is scary." Does he usually dare to do this to you? She didn't take my sister seriously at all. Yang Qiqi's tears fell, and his appearance was simply heartbroken.

Yang Yuyan smiled awkwardly, took out the handkerchief tucked in her sleeve, and raised it to wipe her tears, "Good sister, don't cry!" The third brother is the same age as me, and the two of us have been fighting since childhood. He has always been so careless. Besides, did you know that the mother was reprimanded by the grandmother, and the housekeeper's rights were taken away. She lowered her voice and whispered: "Mother has been a home in the Yuguo Mansion for so many years, and she has made the third aunt cheap when she turns her head, and she is not very happy." It's terrible that you're sad and haven't said anything. ”

Yang Qiqi looked at Yang Yuyan in surprise, and said a little confused: "I, I don't know anything." ”

Yang Yuyan nodded, complained three points, and said with seven points of tolerance: "You can't be blamed for this matter, who knows what kind of madness the Thirteenth Highness is." But you have to be careful everywhere in the future, we are mother's children, mother is good, we are all good. If something happens to my mother, we sisters and brothers will not have a good time. ”

Can't blame it all? It's not all your fault!

Yang Qiqi sneered secretly, this is really a family. No matter who the Li family deducted, this matter was originally the Li family's deception and concealment, and it was clearly the Li family's fault.

But after Yang Jingzhi made such a fuss, Yang Yuyan said this, as if all the fault was that Yang Qiqi was ignorant.

Yang Yuyan comforted Yang Qiqi with strong words, and in the end, she asked Yang Qiqi to go to Yuguo Gong as a lobbyist.

Yang Qiqi said: "I still have injuries on my hands, but I'm afraid that my father will be even more angry with the third brother." It's better for the third sister to go and say a word to my father for me. ”

Yang Yuyan felt that what she said was reasonable, nodded with a smile, and got up to say goodbye to her.

sent Yang Yuyan away, Yang Qiqi couldn't help but secretly say, the family is really shameless!

Li Kangping's family followed the color screen and bamboo branches to hand over the file books and account books, and when they saw Yang Yuyan leaving, they came in the door to greet Yang Qiqi, and when they saw the injuries on her body, they couldn't help but say two sentences of "Amitabha". He also said how uncomfortable Mrs. Li was, and how worried she was and wanted to come and take a look.

Yang Qiqi greeted her perfunctorily for a moment or two before sending her away.

Then, the princess of Pingyang, Mrs. Cui and others also sent people to see her.

Because of the proximity, the eldest girl and others came to Shuying Building to greet her in person.

Yang Qiqi coped with it, and suddenly missed the simple days in Ulsan, and couldn't help but ask Zhuyi to help her study ink and prepare to write a letter to Pei Xin.

"What do you girls do?" Outside the open window, Yang Qinghuan's voice like a yellow warbler sounded, which was very audible.

Yang Qinghuan was wearing a skirt with azure rose pattern and bright satin after the rain, standing by the window through the fine gauze vividly, seeing Yang Qiqi's figure sitting gracefully in front of the bookcase, she entered the door with a smile and said, "I heard that you were pushed by the third brother and injured your arm, why are you still writing at this time?" ”

Yang Qiqi bruised his right wrist, and he couldn't use his strength, and the tip of the pen was dizzy with a large amount of ink, and he didn't write a word.

Yang Qinghuan wrapped his sleeve with his arms and said, "What do you want to write, tell me, and I will ghostwrite for you." ”

Two sisters, one speaks, the other writes. After Yang Qiqi finished speaking, Yang Qinghuan put down his pen, blew on the paper, and said with a smile: "You really have to tell Mr. Pei about everything." A great Confucian like Mr. Pei is willing to read your letter like a running account? ”

Yang Qiqi said with a smile: "Writing a letter is not a matter of learning. ”

"Just now I saw Li Kangping's family send out the files and private accounts of all the girls in your second room. I said I want you to take care of it yourself! Yang Qinghuan's voice was faint and mentioned very casually.

Yang Qiqi nodded, looked at the somewhat sad face, and said, "Mother has committed an old illness, and even the housekeeper's affairs have been handed over to the third aunt." I'm also worried about what to do. ”

Yang Qinghuan came up with an idea for her: "You might as well let people move your own private property out of the treasury of the public middle school first, right for a pair." Our Yang family also has a shop, if you want to take it out to do something, go to the third aunt, and the third aunt will let someone help take care of it. If you don't want to do anything, it's the same. ”

Yang Qiqi looked humble and learned, and nodded again and again. Yang Qinghuan told her a lot of experience in taking care of private property, and she didn't leave until dinner.

Out of the group courtyard where the girl in the second room lived, Yang Qinghuan couldn't help but ask the big girl next to her: "You look at the seventh girl as if she doesn't know anything." ”

"Where can I see from the slaves? The slave maid saw that the seventh girl was quiet and quiet, and she was a person with a good temperament, and it was estimated that she was following a master on the mountain, and she didn't know much about these things. The third son's attack is too heavy, and he is his own sister in the end. ”

Yang Qinghuan returned to his yard thoughtfully, but he always vaguely felt that Yang Qiqi might not be as simple as it seemed.

Let's say that Murong Zhao wanted to come to explore Yang Qiqi, which was originally scheduled for noon on the second day, and then go to the Yuguo Mansion after the snow.

At noon on the second day, there was a rumbling thunder, and as soon as Murong Zhao returned to the Eleventh Prince's Mansion, it began to rain.

Wen Yaojia stood under the corridor of the main hall, wiped the water beads on his shoulders with his hands, and couldn't help asking, "It's raining, does Your Highness still want to send this flower to the Yuguo Mansion?" ”

Murong Zhao's brows furrowed, and he took two steps before shaking his head slowly.

Wen Yaojia secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Then let's go another day." ”

Murong Zhao said: "You take my carriage and take these flowers to the Yuguo Mansion." ”

Wen Yaojia replied with some disappointment, and Murong hurriedly added, "By the way, let's take a look at the injuries on Yang Qi's body." ”

"If so, what should I do?" Wen Yaojia couldn't help but blurt out.

Murong Zhao turned his head, glanced at Wen Yaojia inexplicably, and said indifferently: "It doesn't matter if you are injured or not, it has nothing to do with us." It's just to give the Liang State Mansion and the Yu State Mansion a face, go through the motions, and deal with it. ”

Wen Yaojia's heart lightened, and said with a smile: "I'll go now." ”

Murong Zhao hummed and walked from the main hall to the study.

An Liang followed behind him and asked, "Your Highness really didn't go in person?" ”

Murong Zhao looked indifferent, "It's okay if we go to the house, why bother me to go there in person, I'm not Murong Xi." The implication of his words is that I have nothing to think about this seventh girl.

An Liang nodded again and again, Murong Zhao turned around and entered the study, and closed the door with his hand, blocking An Liang who was following him.

When Wen Yaojia arrived at the Yuguo Mansion, Yang Qiqi was reading the letters sent by Pei Xin one by one. One of them said that the last time she was in Chang'an, she received a generous gift from the Queen Mother, and asked her to transfer the pine cigarettes she sent to the Queen Mother.

Yang Qiqi immediately asked people to hand a post into the palace and ask to see the Queen Mother. Wen Yaojia entered the door at this time.

When Yang Qiqi saw her coming, he naturally showed a sincere and affectionate smile, and said, "Please sit down, what kind of tea do you like to use, I will ask someone to make it for you." ”

Wen Yaojia was a little uncomfortable with her enthusiasm, and saluted and invited An Dao: "His Royal Highness Eleventh asked the slave maid to send those flowers that he borrowed from you before, and asked the slave maid to treat him and greet you." It doesn't matter what hurts your hands, right? ”

In her previous life, Wen Yaojia had always taken care of her everywhere, and in the end, she even died because of her stupidity. Yang Qiqi felt very sorry for Wen Yaojia, so every time he saw her, he would unconsciously think that he could pay back as much as he could in this life.

She smiled and said, "What's the hurry, let you come over on a rainy day." I heard from them that you are a female official beside Your Highness, so you don't want to be a slave or a slave here. I don't feel comfortable listening to it. ”

Wen Yaojia and Yang Qiqi have only had very indirect contact, and it is the first time that they have spoken face-to-face like this. Seeing that she is extraordinarily gentle to herself, she always feels very awkward, and vaguely feels like she has some purpose.

"The slave didn't dare to make a mistake, the last time I was in the Seven Princes' Mansion, thanks to you for helping the slave and maid speak. The slave has never had a chance to thank you. ”

Wen Yaojia refers to the last time she was in Murong Shifu, she was humiliated by Chen Fangyue.

After she said this, Yang Qiqi suddenly noticed that Murong Zhao, who was dangling in front of him from time to time, seemed to have not seen him for a long time.

Actually, I only saw it yesterday. However, it seems that since he left in the Liang Guogong Mansion in a hurry, he hasn't seen each other in private, let alone said a word, right?

Yang Qiqi suddenly had an idea in his heart, could it be that Murong Zhao was hiding from her?