Wen Chengying originally wanted to refuse, but was counted down by his sister, so he had to send someone to call Chenxing over. As he spoke, he pulled the wound on his face, and couldn't help frowning slightly, wanting to rub it but not afraid of pain. Wen Yukou looked at Wen Chengying's face, which was still a little bruised, and whispered a few words to Hua Yue, Hua Yue nodded with a smile, and after a while, she came in with a plate of hard-boiled eggs and put it on the table in front of the sisters and brothers.

Wen Chengying was puzzled: "What is this for?" Sister, do you know that I don't like to eat eggs......"

"Who said you were allowed to eat it?" Wen Yukou pursed her lips and smiled, reached out and peeled an egg, which was smooth and tender, and a little hot, took a clean soft cloth and wrapped it into an egg-shaped rub bag for Wen Chengying to see: "This is a folk recipe, use it to massage the bruised place, it can effectively activate blood and dispel stasis, and eliminate the bruising faster than decoction, and it will not hurt." Come, I'll rub it for you, and you'll know the way. With that, he put the egg bun on the bruise on Wen Chengying's face, and suddenly felt the heat, Wen Chengying flinched, "Hiss, hot-"

"It's not hot, I'll rub it for you gently, good." Wen Yukou coaxed her younger brother softly, as if she was a child. Wen Chengying was stunned for a moment, and a familiar craze surged into his heart, so he no longer resisted, and obediently lay on the chair, with clear and bright eyes, and looked at Wen Yukou without blinking.

Seeing that he was quiet, Wen Yukou tested his wrist strength and gently pressed it. Wen Chengying only felt that it was warm and soft to the touch, and it really didn't hurt when pressed on the injury, it was crispy and numb, and he was about to speak, Wen Yukou was worried about affecting the effect, and shook his head, "Shhhh

Wen Chengying stopped talking, closed his eyes, and quietly enjoyed rubbing his face with eggs.

The gardenia outside the window is white and delicate, the sun is transparent, the front window lattice is moist and warm, the elder sister is slightly hunched over, her eyes are staring at her brother's face, and she carefully massages him with an egg pack to eliminate the terrible and painful bruises. The skirt hangs down to the top of the feet, and the wind blows slightly, like a flower blooming and falling. In this quiet and beautiful time, Wen Chengying can feel her sister's gaze, which is loving, heart-wrenching, and incomparable family affection.

It's so quiet......

Wen Chengying was very happy in his heart, his sister's peaceful state of mind was transmitted to him from her fingertips, as long as the two of them were together, nothing could defeat them. When a person is injured and hurts, there will naturally be another person to treat and comfort him. Because they share blood and food when they are born in the womb, one dragon and one phoenix, no one in the world can break the bonds between them.

"Slave maid to the eldest lady, young master please be safe." Just when Wen Chengying was thinking about something, Chenxing's yellow warbler-like voice interrupted his thoughts, and at the same time, his face was cold, Wen Yukou no longer massaged him, but smiled at Chenxing: "Xiao Chenxing is here, it just so happens that my hands are a little sore, you come and rub him." ”

Chenxing happily agreed, but Wen Chengying couldn't refuse, so he had to continue to lie on the chair helplessly. While massaging, Chen Xing asked softly, "Young Master, is my hand heavy, does it hurt you?" Wen Chengying looked at the silhouette of his sister drinking tea, didn't hear what Chen Xing asked, and prevaricated: "Not bad." ”

Chenxing's heart was overjoyed and he massaged it more carefully. Wen Yukou saw that her eyes were really like peaches, thinking that it was the result of crying all night yesterday, and talked to her a few words, only feeling that this girl was devoted to Wen Chengying, like Hua Yue, she was a rare person who could be trusted. And Chenxing is more innocent and broad than Hua Yue, open-minded, thick and fine, as long as a little guidance, he will also be Chengying's right-hand man in the future.

After drinking a cup of tea, Mama Gui sent someone to invite Wen Yukou back, saying that the imperial doctor had arrived. Wen Chengying wanted to send Wen Yukou, but Wen Yukou held him down: "You are still injured, don't move, if you are not at ease, let Chenxing send me a while." ”

Wen Chengying has always been obedient to his sister's words: "It's okay." ”

Walking on the road, Wen Yukou deliberately summoned Chenxing to her side, "Among the people left by my mother, there are only four people who can use Mama Gui, Mama Zi, Hua Yue and you." Chenxing, you have suffered so much with Cheng Ying, do you regret it? ”

Chenxing's big eyes were black and shining: "Miss, why did you suddenly talk about this?" It is natural for the slave and maid to take care of the young master, and the young master is very good to the slave and maid, and has never scolded and blamed the slave and maid, which is a thousand times better than other masters, and there is nothing to regret...... The slave maid and Hua Yue are like sisters, and they grew up under the knees of Mrs. Yu, and they have no second thoughts about the eldest lady and the young master, please rest assured that the eldest lady can rest assured. ”

"I like your temperament very much. If I let you and Hua Yue switch up, you come to serve me, and let Hua Yue serve Cheng Ying, are you willing? ”

Although it was a hot day, Chenxing was cold all over his body, panic flashed in his eyes, the blood on his face gradually disappeared, and he reluctantly said: "If, if the eldest lady thinks it's so good, slave maid, slave maid...... There are no two words...... "It was like a bolt from the blue, she stammered, and she was almost about to cry, just for a sentence.

There is no need to test anything anymore, Wen Yukou sighed in her heart.

"I can see that you are very reluctant to leave Chengying." Wen Yukou said bluntly, piercing Chenxing's heart. The blood on Chenxing's face brushed back again, burning two red clouds: "Miss......"

"Go, Cheng Ying needs you, I think he will understand your mind one day." Wen Yukou didn't say more, but Chen Xing already knew what she meant, and the peaks turned around, and the heartbeat and nervousness that had been beating like a drum slowly calmed down, and some were just bright sunshine and the heart of wanting to see the young master.

"Yes!" Like a jumping rabbit, she walked through the shade of flowers and went all the way.

Hua Yue stepped forward and couldn't hide her smile: "Chenxing's little hoof, everything is written on his face, he will definitely be severely tortured by the young master when he goes back, and he may start singing as he speaks." ”

Wen Yukou's heart was warm, and she smiled: "This way, it's the best." ”

She was in a relaxed mood, and her pace was unhurried, wandering along the flower path. A group of people walked through the cobblestone path, the wicker drifted green, the flower branches swayed, the lake rippled leisurely, like a mirror, the azure water illuminated, such as jade. And the sea of flowers formed by peony, rose, hibiscus, golden cuizi, dianbi, mandala and snow tortoise can be seen everywhere, competing for beauty and beauty.

The promenade is windy, and it is a pleasant environment. On a whim, Wen Yukou raised her handkerchief and swept it in the wind, watching the sunlight fall on the corridor wall through the handkerchief, and the hollow birds and phoenix branches were beautiful. Tired of walking, looking at no one around, he sat down on the thick and wide mahogany railing, so frightened that Hua Yue couldn't help but shout softly: "Miss, this, what kind of body is this......"

"It's okay, I'll just sit there for a while." Wen Yukou said, her feet hanging down the railing, wrapped in a long skirt, revealing a small toe of her shoes, white soft satin, and peach blossoms.

When she was a child, she liked to sit on the railing of the unmanned corridor with Cheng Ying, swinging her feet, blowing the wind, and eating the sweet little candy man she bought with great difficulty.