Before Ye Qingcheng could answer, he heard a low and hoarse voice sound, "Little ugly, you didn't give me a chance to wake up, but you came to blame me?" ”

Although he held his breath, his voice still showed weakness and exhaustion.

He actually woke up in the middle of the night, but at that time, there was only one cuckoo taking care of him, and he couldn't figure out the situation at all, so he had to continue to pretend to be unconscious, until he heard Ye Qingshu's voice, he suddenly realized.

He remembered Ye Qingshu's voice.

But how could she, a noble lady of the boudoir, appear in the deep mountains and old forests? And took him directly to his boudoir?

Ye Qingcheng's eyebrows moved slightly, ugly?

Ye Qingshu approached unhurriedly, looked at Hua Shao condescendingly, and smiled like a summer flower, "Uncle Shizi, I haven't seen you for a long time!" ”

A bright smile that was not inferior to Ye Qingshu appeared on Hua Shao's face, "Good ugly, you want to call Brother Shizi."

After laughing, I realized that I was still wrapped in a cloth towel on my face, which was really a waste of my own amusement, and said depressedly, "Little ugly, you recognize me, why don't you help me put this rag down?" ”

It's been wrapped for five days, during which he has bled and sweated again, and the smell will be smoked and fainted when he wakes up, okay?

"Yesterday, I was going to go down for Uncle Shizi, but Uncle Shizi was not allowed to touch his face when he was in a coma, I have always respected the elder the most, and naturally I will not go against Uncle Shizi's will."

The corners of Hua Shao's mouth twitched, he was in terrible pain, and he didn't bother to pull the wound for a cloth towel.

He was surrounded and hunted down, and for three days he had no food or water, was seriously injured and had several burns, and he was thirsty and hungry.

However, the cuckoo didn't understand his needs at all, and fed him honey and water with so many mouthfuls, and didn't give him a bite to eat.

Bickering, you can do it at any time, but for now, let's solve the problem of food and clothing first.

"Little clown, if you are really old, you should bring some food and drink at this time, otherwise you finally saved me back, but I died of thirst, or starved to death, isn't it a big joke?"

Ye Qingshu raised his eyebrows, seriously injured people generally have no appetite because of the unbearable pain, Hua Shao is crying out that he is hungry, should she admire his vitality?

But he was right, she had put a lot of effort into saving him back, so naturally she wouldn't be hungry for him.

"This morning's wolfberry millet porridge should still be left, fragrant grass, go and put some over."

Hua Shao was dissatisfied, "Little ugly, you have to call me brother, and you will give me leftover porridge?" ”

"Then do you want to eat?"

Hua Shao smiled, "If you give me something on your face, I'll eat it."

He felt that his face was about to realize that he was prickly heat, his face was precious, and he couldn't do that.

Ye Qingshu was in a good mood, so he didn't care about these little things, and smiled and untied the cloth towel for him.

Hua Shao moved his neck and sighed, "Later, you remember to ask that maid to wash my hair and face, at least twenty times, and I don't know how much dirt has been stained."

"By the way, I don't want your ugly girl with a rabbit mouth, it's good in the morning, I heard that you have a very beautiful girl, that's fine."

Saying that, Fangcao came in with porridge, Ye Qingshu raised his eyebrows, "Uncle Shizi, do you eat it yourself, or let Fangcao feed you?" Hua Shao looked at Fangcao with difficulty, and smiled at Ye Qingshu, "Little ugly, you have called me uncle, what's wrong with feeding me to show filial piety?" ”

Ye Qingshu slowly picked up a small bowl of porridge from the tray in Fangcao's hand, and stirred it unhurriedly, "It's natural for Ah Chou to feed it personally, but I don't know if Uncle Shizi will lose his life."

Hua Shao smiled dryly, "Then forget it, the fortune teller originally said that this son is not a longevity, but he can't afford to fold it anymore."

Ye Qingshu regretted putting down the bowl, "Uncle Shizi eats slowly, Brother Seventeen, go out for a walk with me."

Hua Shao couldn't help but look at Fangcao Ban Zhengmune's face again, forget it, the person is under the eaves, he recognizes it!

……

……

Ye Qingshu asked An Ping to help take care of Hua Shao, so he and Ye Qingcheng went back and forth in the small front garden, and when they were feverish, they let Ye Qingcheng go back.

In the east room, Hua Shao had already washed up under Anping's service, was full, and fell asleep, Ye Qingshu took a look and went to the west room, and the words that fell today should be made up.

On the first and second days, except for occasionally waking up to eat something, Hua Shao was in a coma at the rest of the time, with him and without him, Ye Qingshu didn't feel any difference.

After lunch on the third day, Ye Qingshu was used to taking a nap for half an hour, but today she felt that as soon as she squinted, she heard someone shouting in her ear that someone was coming, someone was coming, and she woke up in a flash.

Ye Qingshu had nightmares almost every night in his previous life, and he was very angry when he got out of bed, and this problem was also brought to this life, especially when he was woken up.

Of course, ordinary maids and mothers-in-law can't get close to her at all, and several big maids are all capable and sensible, and she has never been woken up.

As soon as he was woken up, Ye Qingshu was in a terrible mood, and after calling someone over there, he wanted to wash his face, rinse his mouth, and eat and drink water.

Ye Qingshu was in a worse mood, and he didn't call anyone, so he moved his body up by himself, leaning on the pillow and sulking.

Fangcao was transferred by Ye Qingshu to serve Hua Shao, and Ye Qingshu took a nap, so he was replaced by Fang Yuan.

Outside the layers of snail tents, Fang Yuan was doing needlework quietly and seriously, she was not as capable as the cuckoo, not as beautiful as Fang Fei, not as good as Ye Qingshu, the biggest advantage was that the needlework was good, so she made some small clothes and shoes and socks for Ye Qingshu.

After a while, Fang Yuan raised his head and rubbed his sore neck, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ye Qingshu leaning motionless against the head of the bed, his face turned pale with fright, and he knelt down, "Girl, forgive me!" ”

Ye Qingshu treats the maids and servants very generously on weekdays, and the rewards are never soft, but Fang Yuan doesn't know why, he is afraid of her, and he doesn't dare to make any mistakes on weekdays.

Ye Qingshu woke up, but she didn't call her, she leaned alone, and she didn't know how long she had been leaning, she didn't realize until now that she just didn't care.

Fang Yuan's voice was slightly sharp due to fear, and Fang Cao, who was feeding Hua Shao food in the east next door, heard it, and didn't even have time to put the bowl and spoon, so she ran over quickly, "Girl? Another nightmare? ”

"It's okay—"

Before Ye Qingshu's words fell, the grass had already swept out like a whirlwind, "The slave maid is going to call the seventeenth master!" ”

The bowl and spoon in his hand have not been put down.

Ye Qingshu, "......"

Ye Qingshu rubbed his temples with a headache, "Don't kneel, give me two pieces of cloud candy."

The soft and sweet cloud candy slowly melted between his lips and teeth, and Ye Qingshu felt that Yin Fei's mood was a little better, and he said weakly, "Let's get up."

With Fang Yuan waiting to freshen up, Ye Qingshu's anger when he got out of bed was almost dissipated, and he entered the east room.

On the soft couch in the east, Hua Shao was staring at the roof with resentment, he had only eaten a few bites, and the rabbit-mouthed girl ran to find the seventeenth master, not caring at all about his fragile and sensitive little heart under the fence of a seriously injured person!

"I'm going to change the maid I serve!"

Hua Shizi said that Ben Shizi was very, very angry!