Zhou Huaichun had a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of provocation.

She's telling me she's the mistress of this house?

I have long lost my feelings for Zhao Yanqing, and naturally I am not interested in competing for favor.

But I... I can't see Zhao Yanqing living so happily.

"Are you the woman Zhao Yanqing raised outside?" I raised my eyelids and didn't answer Zhou Huaichun's stubble, but asked coldly.

Xu was stimulated by the words "woman outside", Zhou Huaichun was stunned at first, and then his eyes showed resentment.

But soon, she forcibly suppressed her emotions again, and smiled back to me, "Madam, the slave is the ...... of the little young master."

"Ah Zhen, she is the nurse I hired for Ping'er." Before Zhou Huaichun's words fell, Zhao Yanqing suddenly opened his mouth.

He put the boy down and slowly walked to my side, his soft eyes suddenly became cold, Leng Sensen glanced at Zhou Huaichun, his tone was cold and hard, and he called her by name and surname, "Zhou Huaichun, I will handle what Madam needs." As for you, take the moon silver. After a while, the ledger and the key to the account room were sorted out and sent to the main courtyard. ”

Hearing this, Zhou Huaichun was stunned and stunned.

"Master, is it a slave who is not doing well?"

She was red-eyed and aggrieved.

Zhao Yanqing is still as unscrupulous as ever.

I mocked in my heart, looked at him coldly, and wanted to see what more ruthless words he could say to Zhou Huaichun in order to win my trust.

Zhao Yanqing was indeed ruthless, in the face of Zhou Huaichun's pear blossoms and rain, he did not have half pity for the jade, and said very indifferently, "Zhou Huaichun, to be a slave and a maid, you must look like a slave and a maid." ”

"Keep your duty."

Dropping a sentence, Zhao Yanqing picked up the boy again, held the child in one hand, and pulled me into the door with the other.

Stepping all the way into the main courtyard, he first heard that the grandmother would take the boy down, and then told the little girl to go to the hospital to ask for Doctor Zhu.

"Ah Zhen, don't worry, Doctor Zhu's medical skills have always been excellent, and he will definitely be able to heal your leg." When he spoke to me again, Zhao Yanqing returned to his usual warmth like jade.

He sat down by the brazier and added a few pieces of silver bone charcoal to it, and as the charcoal fire turned red, the surroundings gradually warmed up.

My frozen body also warmed up, and the frostbite on my hands became more and more itchy because of the warmth.

Zhao Yanqing sat opposite, saw that I was scratching hard, slowly stretched out his hand, stretched out halfway, and then took it back, and then got up and stepped out of the door.

After half a pillar of incense, Zhao Yanqing turned back and came back, with an extra white porcelain jar in his hand.

"It's aconite." He took off the stopper, dipped some powder in a cotton cloth, and handed it to me, "You wipe it yourself, I won't touch you." ”

Xu is an illusion, at this moment, I seem to see nervousness in Zhao Yanqing's eyes, as well as caution, and even a little flattery.

It's really a delusion.

I mocked in my heart, and I didn't want to accept Zhao Yanqing's things, but in the end I didn't refuse.

In the past six months, in order to survive, I have taken care of the clothes of several families, from morning to night, even winter is no exception, after a long time, I have a hand full of chilblains, a mouth on the hand, too cold will itch, warm also itchy, itchy so itchy that I can't sleep at night.

I took the medicine powder from Zhao Yanqing's hand and sprinkled it on the wound little by little, and the sharp stinging pain spread on the surface of the skin, making me want to shed tears.

At that time, the voice of the little maid outside the door, "Master, Doctor Zhu is here." ”

Zhao Yanqing glanced at me, frowned, and said, "Don't apply it yet, let Doctor Zhu take a look at it later." ”

After the words fell, he instructed the little servant again, "Go, please ask Doctor Zhu to come in." ”

"Yes." The little guy nodded, bowed and retreated.

A moment later, he led a white-bearded old man through the door.

The white-bearded old man sent the little guy out and asked Zhao Yanqing to pull up my trouser leg and take a closer look.

My right leg has become somewhat deformed because of being lame for so long.

Although I have no feelings for Zhao Yanqing, I am still a little embarrassed when that ugly and disabled leg falls naked into his eyes.

Xu was disgusted by my unbearable right leg, and after seeing the consultation, Zhao Yanqing's face also became gloomy.

He gave me a deep look, and quickly followed Doctor Zhu out of the room.

After a while, he walked back again, sat down on the edge of the bed with a sneering expression, looked at me with red eyes, and asked me in a dumb voice for a long time, "Mingzhen, on your lap... Why are there so many scars? ”

Why?

I can't live anymore.

Naturally, I won't tell Zhao Yanqing about this.

I glanced at him indifferently and said indifferently, "It's nothing, my legs and feet are inconvenient, and I will bump and bump into each other." ”

"Bump bump? Ben Wang asked Doctor Zhu just now, and he said that it was caused by knife cutting. ”

"And, what is it?" Zhao Yanqing interrupted me, the more he spoke, the more excited he became, he suddenly opened my sleeve, and the next moment, my arm full of wounds was also exposed to the air.