Xiaoqian bought a few cakes in town, filled the kettle, and prepared to hit the road. She wants to take a look at the world, the poems and the distance for the little master.

Just in this picturesque and cozy town, Xiao Qian guessed that his little master should be satisfied. After the spiritual and magical powers disappeared, the country began to vigorously develop agriculture, people could be fed, clothed, and more importantly, to do business to promote economic circulation. But no one knows how many of those who did the feat survived and where they chose to be laid to rest.

She wanted to go to the old site of Yunhe Academy to have a look, there might be a few acquaintances there, but the town here is far away from Qicheng, according to the uncle who sold cakes, it should be a small half a month away, passing through the imperial city.

"Ouch." An old woman sat on the side of the road, holding her feet, Xiao Qian took a closer look, and found that it was a snake bite, and the wound was already red, swollen and purple. It seems that she has sucked out most of the venom, but at this moment, her physical condition is no longer able to walk, and in this wilderness, it is tantamount to waiting for death.

Xiao Qian turned over and dismounted, and put the old woman on the horse's back.

Fang Mansion

The little maid knelt on the edge of the bed, covering her red and swollen cheeks, looking at her little master with tears in her eyes, and sleeping soundly.

"You dare to let the little master drink? He's only two years old! ”

Smack, a slap in the face, shook her almost tinnitus.

What exactly did she do wrong? Carefully follow the little young master, as the little young master's eldest maid, she did not enjoy better treatment and more rewards, but she was punished more, just because her master was not very sensible.

can be said that he is not sensible, he will spend money to go to the restaurant, and he can throw himself into the arms of his little brother and not let go, and in the end he has to be drunk before he can let go.

But the old lady of the mansion, the eldest son, and the second son will not understand the bitterness of her little maid. A chill stuck to his face, seemingly taking away the pain from his face.

"It's that they're in too much of a hurry." Looking at the face of the second son, he didn't look at his eyes, but carefully covered his cheeks, as if he was holding some famous painting, and said carefully, "Xin'er, don't blame us." Zhanhuai is so important to us that you may forget your feelings. The gentleness of the second prince was known to everyone in the Fang Mansion, and she didn't expect that she would be able to feel this special care one day. Even at that moment just now, the moment he called her name, she felt that she was worth the slap.

However, just when she thought she was close to happiness, the ice towel that was originally on her face suddenly fell, and the second young master threw himself on the side of the bed. It turned out that the little young master turned over and muttered, "Hug." ”

The second son thought that this was the younger brother who was spoiling himself, so he hurriedly held him in his arms, and compared with the appearance of putting a towel on himself just now. Xin'er hurriedly suppressed the poison ivy that spread from the bottom of her heart, she couldn't, she couldn't tolerate her stupidity and jealousy. But emotions are spreading uncontrollably.

"What about her?" Fang Zhanhuai, who rubbed his eyes, frowned, he couldn't see that person, he was just being held, he knew that this was his second brother, but what was the use of this?

The second brother quickly understood from the little brother's crying that she might be a person who made an impression on the younger brother at a glance, and he turned to look at the maid, "He? ”

The maid seemed to be choked by the viciousness born from the bottom of her heart, and she couldn't speak, just shook her head.

"I, bite, her." Such a little brother who is almost dementia is the first time Fang Zhanhao has seen it, although the 2-year-old brother is well-behaved, but he has never shown special attention to anyone, as if he loves anyone, but he can leave anyone.

The second son, who is delicate and good at empathy, looked at the maid, how can a person have the same face, just a cup of tea before and after, showing a completely different temperament? He was still only a twelve-year-old boy, absolutely indifferent, and there was no trace of warmth in his gentle eyes at the moment, "Tell the guards that all her characteristics, even if you turn this Fang family town over, you must find her." ”

Xin'er felt that she would no longer be called by anyone at this moment, she was just a maid of the Fang family, and the happiness that was within reach might have been missed forever with her just now. Her heart seemed to be smashed to powder in an instant, but where would anyone care?

Fang Zhanhuai looked outside, fell asleep, was tired of crying, and fell asleep again.