Chapter 220: No One Will Suspect Anything
"Miss is awake?" Ping Qian raised his head and rubbed his sleepy eyes.
Without waiting for Jiang Shu to answer, he suddenly heard the sound of rain outside, and turned his head to look at the hollow flower window in front of the dressing table with some surprise: "What a heavy rain!" ”
Jiang Shu sat up slowly, followed her gaze to the flower window, her eyes flashed, and she smiled faintly: "With this rain, if you brave the rain to ask the old lady to go out of the house and ask for a doctor for me, won't my condition be more serious?" ”
Since this is the result that Ye Hujiao and Ye Xiyan want, she wants to see what tricks they can play next.
"So it seems that this rain is really coming at a good time!" Hearing her say this, she couldn't help but feel a little happy on her shallow face.
Jiang Shu smiled and nodded, leaning over to look at the chiming clock on the dressing table, wanting to know when it was now and how long it would be appropriate for Ping Qian to go to the old lady.
However, because there was no light in the house, he couldn't see clearly at all, so in desperation, he had to ask the screen next to him: "What time is it?" ”
Ping Qian's eyes moved to the self-chiming bell on the dressing table, and in the dim light, he couldn't distinguish it, and said softly: "Slave maid go take a look." ”
As he spoke, he stood up, walked to the carved lampstand near the screen, picked up the fire fold on the small table on the side, and lit up the red candles on it one by one.
The bright candlelight shone out in all directions, and the room was illuminated as bright as day, and the dial of the chiming bell was unobstructed in front of the two of them.
At this time, the minute hand refers to six, and the hour hand refers to between six and seven, corresponding to half past six, which is the so-called two quarters.
At this time, the early riser should have already gotten up, Ping Qian walked back to Jiang Shu's side, bent down to her to be tucked in the corner, and asked, "Miss, do you want the slave maid to go to the old lady now?" ”
"That's what I mean," Jiang Shu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with a light smile, "Go earlier, it can better explain the suddenness of being seriously ill, and no one will suspect anything." ”
"Well, the slave will go at once." Ping Qian agreed softly, walked quickly to the end of the bed, picked up the oil-paper umbrella placed on the table at the end of the bed, and walked outside around the screen.
Watching Ping Qian walk out of the door, Jiang Shu planned to lie down on the bed immediately and pretend to be very sick, in case someone suddenly came in and found that he was fine.
But soon he remembered that it was a spring morning, and it was still raining outside, and it was the easiest time to fall asleep, in case he didn't control it for a while, and fell asleep again, and someone came in while he was asleep, and the pretending to be seriously ill would be revealed, so he stopped this thought, took out the medical book that was placed under the pillow, and looked through it carefully.
Sure enough, as she expected, not long after Ping Qian went out, there was a slight knock on the door outside with the sound of falling rain.
The corners of Jiang Shu's lips pursed slightly, and he immediately stuffed the medical book in his hand back under the pillow, and quickly lay down on the bed, gasping heavily.
Ye Hu, who was outside, didn't get a response for a long time, and a touch of impatience suddenly appeared on his face, and he didn't care about any etiquette or etiquette, so he pushed the door and entered.
Entering the house, the thick wooden walls partially blocked the sound of the rain outside, no longer causing disturbances, and Jiang Shu's heavy wheezing sound clearly came into her ears.
Ye Huqi stopped slightly, listened outside for a while, his eyes flashed, and he walked around the picture screen and towards the inner room.
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