Chapter 118: Pity
Leng Nanxian looked at An Sheng with a burning voice: "Then can you tell Master about your previous affairs?" For example, how did Master Guan know you? β
An Sheng nodded, and did not hide it, saying that he knew how he planned to match his sister with Meng Jinglun.
The thrilling and uneasy at the beginning is now an understatement. Leng Nanxian easily understood her determination and courage as a girl at the beginning.
Thinking of the first time she entered the Xia Mansion, Xue's mistreatment of her, she couldn't help but feel sour and sour in her heart, and secretly regretted that she was too harsh to her at the beginning, so that when she was most lonely and helpless at that time, he reprimanded her so harshly and failed to help her.
And she herself, in such a desperate situation, rushed left and right, and used her wisdom to seek a freedom for herself in the wolf-like summer mansion.
Leng Nanxian couldn't help but raise his hand, wanting to touch An Sheng's hair, and in the two-person world separated by the carriage, he felt a little embarrassed, and put down his hand in a sneer.
"Master should have appeared in front of you a day earlier and brought you out of the Xia Mansion."
An Sheng shook his head playfully: "Master appeared not early or late, just right." β
When she said this, her eyes reflected the bright lights outside the car window, like a pool of stars that had fallen.
Leng Nanxian didn't understand An Sheng's meaning, and felt that when she appeared in front of An Sheng, it was her most embarrassing moment, she was fiercely restrained by Lian Pozi, and she was added by the Xue family, and Xia Ziwu was still gloating on the side. If you are any girl, you may feel that it is very bad to meet yourself at such a time.
An Sheng once thought that when a dusty cold southern string appeared in front of him, he showed himself more like the residual red that fell into the mud, as ugly as it was.
However, An Sheng thought about it, Leng Nanxian appeared a little earlier, he was not reborn, he had not experienced the misery of his previous life, and he was too young and reckless. is not good enough, Leng Nanxian will not look at him, let alone promise to accept her Xia Ansheng as an apprentice. I'm afraid that if I pass by, I will miss it forever.
If, a little later, in order to be able to survive in the cracks of Xia Mansion and to be able to take revenge, she may do everything, and she may not necessarily do anything crazy.
Therefore, Leng Nanxian appeared, not sooner or later, just right.
The moment he raised his eyes, he walked into his own life. When she was born in the summer, she met the person who saved her.
Everything seems to be predestined.
The carriage slowly stopped at the corner of the street, and Leng Bo asked An Sheng in a loud voice: "Miss An Sheng, are you still going forward?" β
An Sheng lifted the curtain: "No need, I'll just get off here." β
Leng Nanxian's mind was exquisite, and he didn't need An Sheng to explain anything at all, so he immediately understood her concerns.
"Uncle Leng continue to move forward and stop at the gate of Xia Mansion."
Leng Bo raised his horsewhip again, and An Sheng hesitated slightly: "I'll just get off here, it's not far from the house." β
"You are my Leng Nanxian's apprentice, come back in my carriage above board, there is nothing to avoid." Leng Nanxian's words were a little displeased.
"But ......"
"Nothing."
An Sheng obediently closed his mouth.
The carriage slowly stopped at the gate of the Xia Mansion, and when the porter saw such a luxurious carriage, he thought that a distinguished guest was coming, and craned his neck to look into the carriage.
Leng Nanxian lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage, turned around and stretched out his hand towards An Sheng.
An Sheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood Leng Nanxian's thoughts, smiled slowly, and jumped off the carriage happily holding his palm.
Leng Nanxian smiled dotingly: "Look at your move, where do you have a little bit of the appearance of a girl, like a little house sparrow." β
An Sheng smiled: "I'm not as noisy as a house sparrow." β
The porter was stunned.
Leng Nanxian smiled: "Let's go back, I will still let Leng Bo be responsible for the pick-up and drop-off every day in the future." β
An Sheng pursed his lips and smiled, and nodded excitedly: "Well, I know, thank you, Master." β
Leng Nanxian turned straight and got into the carriage, Leng Bo raised his whip, turned the head of the carriage, and walked away.
An Sheng still went to the old lady to ask for peace when he entered the house, and the old lady was slightly angry, blaming her for coming back a little late, and she should pay attention in the future, so as not to be gossiped about.
An Sheng didn't hide it, and told the old lady what happened in the medicine house today.
Things were up and down, and the old lady and An Zheng were shocked when they heard it, and they exclaimed in surprise.
"Can this sulfur really be so toxic?" An Zheng couldn't help but ask.
An Sheng forced a smile: "It's not, in the past, the kitchen always smoked snacks with sulfur, and I didn't think so, but in the future, I must remember that the health of what is eaten in my mouth is the most important." β
The old lady was also a little surprised: "It's good to have someone in the family who understands medical science!" It seems that Grandmother was right to let you go back to the medicine store. β
An Sheng touched his sideburns quietly, quietly picked off the golden cicada jade leaf, held it in the palm of his hand, and asked the old lady: "Grandmother, you said that we found him and Ji Pharmacy, so that he can no longer harm the people in the future, is this thing right?" β
The old lady patted her heart and bowed her head again and again: "Yes, I also hate this kind of unscrupulous profiteer the most, you have done a good thing for the people of the capital." β
An Sheng took advantage of the situation to pat himself on the back: "Fortunately, my grandmother understands the righteousness, and I am still worried all the way, lest I be blamed by my grandmother." β
The old lady glared at her: "My wife seems to be an old fool." β
An Sheng stood up: "Then I won't bother my grandmother, An Sheng still has homework to do when he goes back." β
The old lady was kind-hearted: "It's okay, this day, you come back to tell your grandmother about the new things outside, and your grandmother also feels bright." You're so temperamental, you're honest, if you're a boy, you'll definitely be able to make a difference in the future, but it's a pity. β
An Zheng pursed her lips and smiled: "Grandmother thinks that Sister An Sheng is becoming more and more prominent, and if she marries someone in the future, it will be someone else's family, which is a pity, right?" β
"This damn girl, her mouth is getting worse and worse." The old lady laughed.
That day, An Zheng and her grandmother caught Xue's mother and daughter stealing food, probably what her grandmother said to An Zheng after she came back, and in front of her grandmother, she was somewhat restrained in her attitude. An Sheng also joked a few words and went back to his yard.
In the boudoir, the lights have already been turned on, and there are many people inside, and some people are talking.
An Sheng sneered in his heart, if he really heard the news, he couldn't hold it back and looked for it. I just don't know, is it Xia Zixian or Xia Ziwu who is looking for the door?
She coughed lightly, the door opened, the candlelight poured out, and the Dragon Boat Festival called out with relief: "Miss." β
An Sheng nodded: "Who is this?" It's so lively. β
Dragon Boat Festival glanced at An Sheng, a little anxious: "The third and fourth ladies are here." β
Both of them came? Although An Sheng was expected, he was also a little surprised, and opened the door more openly: "It's rare that the two sisters are free. β
As soon as she stepped into the room, she couldn't help but be stunned and froze at the door.
Xia Zixian was sitting on her bed, holding a book in her hand, frowning, looking intently.
That book An Sheng is naturally very familiar with, it is the one that he studies every night, which collects the codex of the "Compendium of Materia Medica" and other pharmacopoeias about the mutual growth and restraint of food.
Every time An Sheng reads it, he will put it away, how did Xia Zixian get it?
An Sheng turned his eyes, saw that the bed tent and the list were all brand new, and he understood that it should be the Dragon Boat Festival to change the bed tent today, etc., and casually threw the book aside without picking it up.
"Our little miracle doctor is finally back?" Xia Ziwu spoke with a slight sarcasm.
An Sheng said indifferently: "Don't dare to be." β
"I heard that Uncle Wang went to pick you up in the medicine store today, and he pounced?" Xia Ziwu did not hide her curiosity, and asked straight to the point.
An Sheng nodded: "It just so happened that Master entered the city today, so he brought me back with him." β
Xia Zixian closed the book with a "snap": "You said that the cold god doctor really sent you back?" β
"Yes," An Sheng said casually: "Master said that the carriage in the house is nervous, so it is good to send his coachman to pick me up in the future, so I don't bother Uncle Wang." β
Xia Ziwu and Xia Zixian glanced at each other, full of suspicion: "Leng Nanxian is just a poor man, there is such a luxurious carriage?" β
An Sheng smiled slightly: "I don't know much about this, probably the family background is still solid." β