Guo Xiaoxiao was a little confused, she didn't listen to what Xiaolan said, and muttered: "He didn't come, I waited for him all afternoon, and I still haven't seen him." ”

Xiaolan knew what she said about Jiang Zhiyuan, and she didn't know what to say for a while, so she reached out and gathered the quilt for her.

"You say, doesn't he like me anymore?" She was lying in Xiaolan's arms, her face haggard.

"No, Young Master Cousin won't." Xiaolan hugged her, "He may ...... Probably forgot. ”

Guo Xiaoxiao squinted his eyes, and his body became very weak: "I'm a little tired." ”

Xiaolan put her back on the bed and covered her with the quilt. Knowing that she was afraid of the cold, Xiaolan went to the charcoal basin and added silver charcoal.

"Slave maid, go to the kitchen and get you some light porridge."

Guo Xiaoxiao didn't speak, Xiaolan got up and went to the kitchen to get some light porridge and lay on the side of the bed.

"Miss, get up and get something to eat."

Guo Xiaoxiao slept there motionless, Xiaolan was a little flustered, reached out and touched her forehead, which was as hot as hot water.

"Unbelievable!" Xiaolan was taken aback, "The slave is going to ask you for a doctor." ”

Guo Xiaoxiao suddenly grabbed Xiaolan's hand and said, "You don't have to move the crowd, just grab some medicine for me." ”

"Yes."

"Don't tell my mother, I'm afraid she'll worry about me."

"Okay."

As soon as Xiaolan went out, she went straight to Yuan's pharmacy.

Yuan Shaocheng heard that Guo Xiaoxiao was sick, and the rest of the sick ones were temporarily handed over to Da Zhe to take care of, and Guo Xiaoxiao was prescribed medicine first.

The symptoms Xiaolan said were just fever and cold, and Yuan Shaocheng didn't need to write the prescription, just grab the medicine and pack it and give it to Xiaolan. Xiaolan paid, said some words of gratitude, and went back to Guo's mansion.

Guo Xiaoxiao is afraid of the cold, and if he doesn't pay attention to keeping warm in winter, he is prone to fever, which Xiaolan knows. When the fever is severe, she can't eat half a grain of rice, which Xiaolan also knows, so the top priority is to pour a decoction on Guo Xiaoxiao, even if there is no food in the stomach.

"Come, Miss." Xiaolan took the decoction and sat on the edge of the bed and helped Guo Xiaoxiao up.

As soon as Guo Xiaoxiao smelled the strong smell of medicine, he immediately wanted to vomit.

"Good medicine is good for disease." Xiaolan persuaded.

Guo Xiaoxiao closed his eyes and drank the decoction in a big gulp. Xiaolan wiped her mouth with a handkerchief.

"Xiaolan, I'm so cold."

"Cold? The slave has already covered the young lady with a silk quilt. Xiaolan wrapped Guo Xiaoxiao in a quilt.

The strong wind blew the window crackling, Xiaolan got up and fastened the window, sat back on the side of the bed, and leaned against Guo Xiaoxiao with her arms around her.

"I'm so cold." Her lips were pale.

"It won't be cold in a while." Xiaolan hugged her, "The slave and the maid hold you, and you will not be cold by the slave and the maid." ”

After half an hour, Guo Xiaoxiao felt sick to his stomach, and Xiaolan immediately brought a phlegm basin and let Guo Xiaoxiao spit in the phlegm basin.

"Alas, I vomited all the medicine." Xiaolan sighed.

Guo Xiaoxiao's nausea seemed to be unfinished, and he vomited for the second time after a while. But there was nothing in my stomach, and if I vomited again, it would be some bitter water. Even if it was some bitter water, it made her miserable, as if she had plucked out her stomach, and it came one after another.

After spitting out the potion, Guo Xiaoxiao barely felt comfortable, turned over and fell asleep.

At night, Guo Xiaoxiao had a terrible fever and crawled out of bed with red eyes. I felt that my mouth was very dry, and I wanted to find water to drink, but I fell out of bed. Xiaolan rushed to her when she heard the sound, fed her some water, and boiled medicine again and sent it to her bedside.

Xiaolan was a little flustered, and went to report to Mrs. Guo overnight. Mrs. Guo hurriedly got up and rushed to the east wing. I saw Guo Xiaoxiao kicking off the quilt and lying on the bed with a frown.

Mrs. Guo covered the quilt for Guo Xiaoxiao, and when she touched her body, it was like boiling water.

"Xiaoxiao, how are you?" Mrs. Guo asked, holding her hand.

Guo Xiaoxiao became more and more ill and confused, and he couldn't hear Mrs. Guo's words at all.

"Have you taken any medicine?" Mrs. Guo asked, touching her head.

"I've eaten it, but the young lady vomited it all." Xiaolan replied.

"I'm infected with the wind chill, and I have such a bad fever! I'm afraid that I have to take a dose of strong medicine to get better. Mrs. Guo sighed and asked again, "How can this good person get sick?" ”

Xiaolan lowered her head and did not dare to answer.

"Is it for the young master?"

Xiaolan nodded.

Mrs. Guo sighed again: "This is her calamity!" In the future, if the young master comes*, he will refuse to do so. ”

"But Miss, she ......"

"If you want her to be good, don't let the two of them get tangled up anymore. The marriage between the Jiang family and the Hai family is a certainty. If you are a matchmaker for Miss, it will only add to Miss's troubles. ”

"What the slave and maid understand, it's just that the young lady and the young master cousin have a deep relationship, if the young lady wakes up, ......"

"When you let the two of you go back and forth, you're hurting her, not helping her!" Mrs. Guo interrupted Xiaolan's words, "I know that there will be no result, what are you still entangled in." The broken thread will only make her more painful. It's better to cut it in two, and after a period of pain, there will be no more troubles. ”

Xiaolan remembered what Guo Xiaoxiao said before: It's arsenic, not candied fruit.

Xiaolan understood and made up her mind not to help Guo Xiaoxiao and Jiang Zhiyuan again.

At this time, Guo Xiaoxiao's faint voice sounded in the room: "Xiaolan, I'm so uncomfortable, I'm so uncomfortable." ”

"Xiaoxiao." Mrs. Guo touched Guo Xiaoxiao's face, "Mother is here, can you hear me?" You hear me? ”

"Mother." Guo Xiaoxiao opened his eyes, tears flowed down the corners of his eyes to the pillow, and only after a while did he say, "He doesn't like me anymore!" ”

Mrs. Guo had love in her eyes, but she didn't know what to say, so she could only hold Guo Xiaoxiao in her arms.

"He doesn't like me anymore." She cried, almost choking.

"Xiao Xiao, just cry."

Although Mrs. Guo doesn't go out, she knows everything and can see everything clearly. Lord Jiang has to marry the Hai family, and he has his own difficulties. In the officialdom, there are open guns and hidden arrows, and if you are not careful, the black gauze hat on your head will not be protected.

In order to make the road in officialdom smoother from now on, this is indeed one reason, but there is another reason, which is the key factor that determines whether Guo Xiaoxiao and Jiang Zhiyuan can not get married.

Mrs. Guo knew in her heart that even if there was no sea rose, the Jiang family would not marry the Guo family.

"Woo-woo-woo......" she cried loudly.

The wind and rain are warm and cold. The cold wind penetrates the bones, and the heart is cold.

There are 3,000 fallen leaves, and there is no return date. Under the green plum, there is no bamboo horse.

The candle shadow is flickering, and the lights are dim, and the old people are gone. You don't come, but you wait but become idle, a little spring rain, and turn into tears.

After this crying, her relationship with Jiang Zhiyuan is over.

Let's say that after Lantian received Guo Xiaoxiao's letter, he planned to go back to Sibai Pavilion and hand it over to Jiang Zhiyuan, but he never thought that he would meet Master Jiang, so he was detained by Lord Jiang.

After Lord Jiang read the letter, he returned it as it was, but asked Lantian to hand it over to Jiang Zhiyuan in the evening. Lantian didn't dare to offend, so he did so.

That night, when Jiang Zhiyuan got the letter, Guo Xiaoxiao had already returned to Guo's mansion from the racecourse, and he missed the time to meet perfectly.

Jiang Zhiyuan was furious and threw the teacup to the ground.

"You're so bold now! Dare to hide it and not report it! ”

Lantian knelt on the ground with a flutter: "Master...... The master asked the slave to hold the letter first...... The minions don't dare to disobey. ”

"You got kicked in the head by a donkey? Don't you know whose minion you are? ”

"Minions...... Slaves are the minions of Jiangfu. ”

"Bastard thing!" Jiang Zhiyuan kicked Lantian twice in the chest, "You are a servant of the Jiang Mansion, and you only listen to the master's call, right?" ”

Lantian buried his face on the ground, not daring to make a sound.

"Okay, I can't call you, can't I punish you?" Jiang Zhiyuan gave an order, "Someone! Drag this unclear master dog slave down and beat him to death! ”

"Master, master spare your life!" Lantian knelt down and begged.

Three or five stout little guys entered the Sibai Pavilion and brought Lantian to the courtyard, pulled a bench, pressed the person on it, pulled out the plank and began to beat.

"Ahh Yes! Lantian was beaten and screamed, "The slave knows that he is wrong, the slave knows that he is wrong, and the master spares his life......"

Jiang Zhiyuan couldn't get angry, and walked to the fence again and rushed down and shouted, "Call me!" Hit hard! ”

As soon as the executioner saw Jiang Zhiyuan staring at it, he didn't dare to release the water, and slapped more than a dozen boards in front of him.

"Stop!"

Jiang Zhiyuan heard the sound and looked, only to see Master Jiang striding in.

Jiang Zhiyuan ignored it and continued: "Call me!" ”

The little guy hit two more boards, and Lord Jiang rushed over to grab the board, threw it to the ground, and said menacingly: "Are you angry and unwilling to stop if you want to beat people to death?" ”

"The little guy made a mistake and deserved to be punished, and his father still wanted to protect him?"

"You're angry, come at me." Master Jiang patted his chest.

"Son doesn't dare!"

The father and son both knew very well in their hearts, but they refused to spread out and speak.

"If you want to make trouble, I'll do whatever you want. Anyway, after the past month or two, you won't be able to make trouble in the future. ”

Jiang Zhiyuan thought about it carefully, it was about to be February. He hadn't sent news to Guo Xiaoxiao before, because he was afraid that she would make a fuss or be heartbroken if she found out. Master Jiang worked in the yamen every day, and even if he had personal matters, he could not discuss them with Master Jiang.

He thought about writing a letter to Hai in person, explaining the reason and invalidating the marriage, but after waiting for more than half a month, the Hai family had no news. Even Guo Xiaoxiao's letter was intercepted by Master Jiang, could it be ......

"Did the father intercept his son's letter?" He asked.

Master Jiang's eyes flashed, and he pretended to be stupid: "What letter?" ”

Jiang Zhiyuan thought to himself, this dad has to say it himself, okay, he has to pierce this layer of window paper.

"A letter from my son to Suzhou."

After a while, Master Jiang said lightly: "Intercepted." ”

It's so breezy and calm, Jiang Zhiyuan is even more angry, no wonder the Hai family hasn't replied for more than half a month. Master Jiang is really scheming, he intercepted his father's letter to Suzhou before, and now his father has also intercepted his letter.

"Is my father determined to marry a girl from the Hai family?"

"The wedding date is set, what do you think?"

"Then I also have an iron-hearted thing to tell my father." He raised his eyebrows and said, "I won't marry her." If I don't nod, this kiss won't work! ”