Rong Sheng couldn't explain clearly, and his eyebrows frowned, "Third uncle, he and I are not what you think." ”

"It's normal for people to be easy to be moved when love is first opened. Rong Shi'an patted her right shoulder twice, and said earnestly: "Don't think I'm verbose, that kid has a complicated family background, raised in a deep mansion, and has a lot of eyes and eyes, and is not worthy of your life." You can't stand him, and you won't have a good life if you marry in. ”

"Third uncle!" Rong Sheng shook off the thick hand he put on his shoulder, and there was a little impatience in his words, "I only said it once, I don't like him, and I have no emotional communication with him, and he begged me to do business when I came back late." I said it, I don't care if you believe it or not. ”

After being betrayed by Jiang Yehan, she didn't believe in love, and at the same time, she was disgusted with love, which is an ethereal thing that destroys people's will. She and Baili Fusu were innocent, but Rong Shi'an said that she was not clear, she was so disgusted that she spoke with thorns, and she lacked the gentleness of the past.

Rong Shi'an's face turned white, and he didn't care that the three words were like cold ice picks, stabbing into the hot heart, making his heart ache. His lonely red eyes drooped, his throat choked, and he couldn't say a word. He takes himself too seriously, but he is Rong Sheng's third uncle, and he is not her own father Rong Bei, where is he qualified to teach her?

Qing Shui Jing didn't care about him more than ten years ago, and Rong Sheng more than ten years later was the same, in the final analysis, he was too wide. He turned around with his back sad, and his rickety figure was extremely lonely.

Rong Sheng realized that something was wrong with his emotions, and secretly regretted that what he said just now hurt Rong Shi'an's heart. Rong Shi'an has a deep affection for Qing Shui Jing and loves her. Rong Shi'an doesn't care about other people's words, but if she says, Rong Shi'an will definitely go to his heart.

She thumped her head in annoyance, stepped forward in three steps, took Rong Shi'an's arm, and apologized: "Third uncle, I don't have a sense of proportion, I know that you mean it for my good, but Sister Qingyi's whereabouts are unknown, Elder Qingdao is seriously ill, and I can't keep busy with the account books of the shop, how can I have the heart to talk/love/love? Daddy is not in the house, you and Elder Qingdao are elders, if I have someone I like, I won't hide it from you, I will definitely ask you to check for me first." ”

Rong Shi'an turned to the side and confirmed: "Really?"

"It's true. Rong Sheng nodded solemnly, "Third Uncle is not angry, right?

How could Rong Shi'an be angry with Rong Sheng? He was angry that he didn't have much weight in Rong Sheng's heart. However, Rong Sheng took the initiative to coax him, he must have been afraid that he, the third uncle, would be sad. Rong Shi'an thought so, stroked Rong Sheng's bun with one hand, and his eyes were as gentle as water, "Silly girl, I will never be angry with you in this life." ”

"That's good. Rong Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and asked again: "You came to the East Courtyard so late, did something happen to the shop?"

"Nope. Rong Shi'an mentioned another matter, "Do you remember the gambling room opened by Rong Jiangchen and Jiang Wan? ”

Rong Sheng was a little surprised, "So the shop that makes money will be closed when it is closed?"

"The gambling workshop has been converted into a cloth workshop, and it is still being renovated, I saw it with my own eyes. Rong Shi'an didn't understand the Jiang family's behavior, and soon the shop he was in charge of improved, and the Jiang family followed closely behind the cloth workshop, blatantly robbing business and fighting against the Rong family? He was very confused and asked Rong Sheng, "What do you say this Jiang family is doing?"

Rong Sheng smiled deeply, "You ask me, who do I ask? I'm not the Jiang family, how do you know? You, wash and sleep, recuperate your spirits, and pay more attention to the movements of the Jiang family during this time." ”

"Tsk, this master has been in charge for two days, so that the third uncle is aroused, so majestic. Rong Shi'an tugged at her little face and quipped.

She grinned, slapped the back of Rong Shi'an's hand, and shouted, "Third uncle, it hurts." ”

The next day, Jiangfu.

Jiang Wan has been in the house for several days, trying all kinds of medicines, applying, dressing, and taking, but none of them have any effect. The two symmetrical scars on the face, not only did not heal, but vaguely deepened. She had been resentful for a long time, suspecting that the doctor she invited was a deceitful warlock, waiting for him to offer medicine, ready to be embarrassed, when she caught a glimpse of Jiang Yehan who followed up behind the doctor, she endured this anger and rolled with aggrieved tears, "Brother, can the doctor's prescription work?"

The scar was particularly obvious, and the flesh turned over was red, making Jiang Yehan feel nauseous in his heart, and he asked the doctor, "After a few days, why hasn't it improved at all?"

It's not that the doctor's medical skills are poor, it's that Jiang Wan didn't follow the prescription, and after using the medicine, she greedily ate the fatty food in the shrimp and crab, and wasted the soup in vain.

The doctor has been in contact with Jiang Wan in the house, Jiang Wan has a violent personality and is extremely difficult to serve, even if he talks about medical theory in front of Jiang Yehan, even if it is right, Jiang Wan will definitely make the stumbling block not cooperate in the process of treatment, so she simply seeks self-protection and pushes away the matter of healing.

He bowed down and saluted Jiang Yehan, "Young Master Jiang, Miss has a heavy heart and a strong liver fire, which causes the new injury to not heal for a long time. This old wound ...... Some days, the wound does not heal and the shell is formed, according to my speculation, it should be the special material of the sharp weapon that hurts the face, and to cure it radically, you have to figure out the production process of the sharp weapon before you can prescribe the right medicine. In addition, don't wipe the rouge gouache for the time being, it will have an impact on the wound. ”

Jiang Wan's eyes were hazy with tears, and she pointed at the doctor and scolded: "Speaking of which, you rely on me?

The doctor brushed his sleeves and wiped the sweat on his head, and bowed down again, "Jiang Gongzi, the villain has been practicing medicine for decades, at most his medical skills are not high, and he can't be linked to deception. ”

Jiang Yehan tried to stay, but the doctor insisted on leaving, so he had to let him go.

After ordering the slave to send the doctor away, he stared at Jiang Wan with a gloomy face, "How many doctors are there?"

Jiang Wan's heart trembled, and tears couldn't stop flowing, "Are you complaining about me? These days, I haven't drunk dozens of jars of bitter medicine, why don't you want to treat it? I don't care about my own face? It's the doctor you invited who is unreliable, find a reason to blame me." I know, if you want me to help you win the trust of the Nine Princes, I am willing to sacrifice for you so far, why are you so ruthless to me?"

The unique loyalty instigated Jiang Yehan to be soft somewhere in his heart, and he sighed softly, "The Nine Princes' choice of concubines is imminent, your injury is not healed, I am anxious." ”

"Since you can't heal your injuries for a while, you might as well think of a way to cover your face. Jiang Wan raised her long sleeves and wiped her tears.

Jiang Yehan asked her, "What do you mean......?"

"Do you remember when I took off Rong Qingyi's face in the mountain stream? I soaked it in fairy water, it didn't rot, I might as well use her face to make a human skin mask......