There are moss scattered on the bluestone slabs, and a light rain drifts in the sky, which is the tears of the departed.

This is a typical Jiangnan town, criss-crossing the river, and small boats are rippling in it. The people who support Artemisia are leisurely holding cigarette pouches, quietly enjoying the usual tranquility of this Jiangnan town in the smoke.

The night rain bells, but this night seems to be more tranquil in the rain of the bells.

In the corner of this unknown town, there is an ordinary house. However, this is the largest mansion in the town.

Although it is the largest, it is only a few blue-tiled houses.

"Master, it's late at night, please go and rest first."

A middle-aged servant woman tucked her slightly gray hair from her ears and dutifully said to her master, who was already standing in front of the window watching the rain.

However, it is not so much about watching the rain as it is about listening to it.

It's strange to say that she, the young master, is obviously blind, but she is almost no different from a normal person. He doesn't need anyone to take care of him, and he can even take care of the woman next to him. Moreover, he can always give people the illusion that he is not blind at all, because even she, an old woman who is more than half a hundred years old, is sometimes very frightened by his cold eyes.

Yes, why does she, an old servant woman who has never seen the world, think that he is not a simple person? That's probably why!

"Master, you go and rest first, Madame is taken care of by the old slave."

Seeing that her master did not respond, the faithful servant spoke again to persuade her.

I've never seen such an infatuated man. Obviously an indifferent person, but he is so kind to his wife.

His master never spoke to himself unless necessary, but he often spoke to the beautiful woman on the bed, and the expression on his face was so gentle, even though the woman never opened her watery eyes.

Her owner is a strange person.

No one knew where he came from, why he had settled here, and even no one, including her, the servant whom her master had bought, knew the name of his master.

He never said anything about himself, let alone the name of the woman on the bed. However, seeing the scene of these two people, she naturally thought that these two were a young couple.

I heard that he spent a sum of silver taels that a peasant woman like her could not imagine before buying this mansion. Because the original owner of this house is reluctant to leave, after all, this is the ancestral house of the family.

She couldn't understand that alone. As long as the young people in the town have some family background, they will go outside to make a living. And this lord is willing to spend a lot of money just to settle here?

However, this lady is really beautiful.

With such a bright appearance, even if this lady has never opened her eyes, this is definitely the most beautiful person she has ever seen in her life.

The lord and the lady are indeed a natural pair.

It's a pity that this lady doesn't know what strange illness she had, and she hasn't woken up yet.

And this big man, who has a huge amount of money, although he is a little anxious, he doesn't look worried.

It's really weird.

However, on second thought, she is just a servant woman bought by others, and it is normal that she doesn't understand the master's affairs, isn't it?

"It's time for her to wake up." The young man in a plain robe said to the middle-aged servant woman, making the servant woman behind him feel inexplicable. As soon as he turned around, he walked to the woman's bed with unmistakable accuracy, untied the green gauze tent, and revealed the scene in the bed.

It was a very beautiful woman, but her face was not very good. Her blue clothes should be very naughty, but at the moment, all that is left is a soft and weak breath.

"Dumping ......" the plain-shirted man, that is, Qingyuan, who disappeared without a trace on the rivers and lakes, sighed slightly, changed his previous indifference, gently stroked Yan Tian's slightly pale face, and did his best to pity it, and then, he returned to his previous indifference, and said to the servant woman behind him without even looking back, "The porridge I asked you to prepare is ready?" ”

"Yes, sir, it's all ready." The servant woman gathered her spirit and said respectfully.

"Let's go and bring it to you." Qingyuan commanded indifferently, and quietly calculated the time in his heart.

"Yes." Although the servant woman was puzzled, she didn't dare to question her master, so she didn't say anything, turned around and left the room.

Not long after, the servant brought the prepared porridge and put it on the table.

"Master, do you have any other orders?" The old woman asked.

"She's not my wife yet," the corners of Qingyuan's mouth slowly hooked up at this point, different from the previous indifference, this smile seemed so sincere and happy, "However, she will be soon." ”

"Huh?" The servant woman was a little surprised that her master talked a lot tonight, but she didn't dare to say more.

"There you go." Qingyuan waved his hand, not wanting to waste too much energy on irrelevant people.

"Yes."

With a creak, the old servant closed the door, isolating the night rain outside the door, and returning the silence of Qingyuan's room.

He wants her to see herself at the first time she wakes up!!