"Miss, wake up, Miss." The sound of crying made the eyelids of the lying man on the bed move.

His face was pale, his head was wrapped in a white silk handkerchief, and the dark red blood stains were dried and dyed into a little red plum on it.

"Who are you?" The corners of his dry mouth were peeled, and his voice spat out a few words hoarsely.

"Miss, you're awake, it's great, madam." Hongyu, who was always paying attention to the situation of the person in the bed, saw that her master woke up, wiped her tears with her shabby sleeves, and helped the person on the bed to lean on herself.

"Who are you?" I asked again, and my voice became a little smoother.

"Miss, don't scare the slave, the slave is a red jade." Hongyu, who was stunned by the young lady's words, was anxious and worried.

"Who am I?" Finally feeling that something was wrong, I looked around the room, the carved mahogany bed, a bronze mirror on the mahogany dresser, a table, a mahogany standing cabinet standing not far away, and there was no extra furnishings other than that.

"Miss, woo, you're the eldest lady, I'll go to the doctor." After saying that, he put down the person and ran out of the door.

The person who came touched the position of his heart, where a heart was beating, showing infinite vitality, she was, crossed!

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"Miss, it's not too early." The maid called softly outside the tent.

"Come in." Qingli's voice was slightly immature and delicate.

"Yes." The maid whispered.

"Miss, that girl is outside, look?" Another girl came in, dressed in a green shirt, with her eyebrows lowered and her eyes lowered.

"Just send her away, why bother Miss." Standing behind the dresser stool to comb the woman's hair, the maid in pink said impatiently.

"Wait." The woman who was enjoying being served and cleaned with her eyes closed opened her lips.

"Give her the packet of medicine I prepared last night, and you will personally supervise the brewing." He took out a bottle of flower dew from the golden pear box, poured it into his tender little hand, and gently patted it on his face.

"Yes, miss." The maid in the turquoise dress bowed her head and retreated.

"Miss, why are you so good to them, don't give them medicine, they won't be able to get through, but it's as you want." The pink-clothed maid who gave the woman a hairpin looked at the person in the mirror suspiciously.

Willow eyebrows, blue eyes, Qiong nose, red lips, pink cheeks, all exquisite, this is her master, the first beauty of the Feng Kingdom, the fifth lady of the General's Mansion, Huang Tu.

But Miss Five's temperament is crisp, and she is spoiled by the lord and Mrs. Lawless, but Lang Jun, who admires Miss Five, is also like a carp crossing the river.

"It's okay, bring me the blue smoke and cloud skirt that my mother made yesterday and change it for me." After drawing the eyebrows carefully, I looked at it in the bronze mirror, and the pink skin was not powdered.

It's just ,,,, woman frowning slightly.

This bronze mirror is really not as clear as the mirror of the Bai family.

"Is Miss still going to Qingyuan today?" Tie the last strand of the woman's hair, and the person next to her inserts a pink peony.

"Replace it with that peach blossom hairpin." Jiao Li's voice said softly.

"Miss, this peony takes advantage of your appearance." The pink-clad maid of the hairpin hesitated.

Doesn't Miss like to wear a peony headdress the most on weekdays?

"Biliu, it's getting more and more unruly, why don't you change it for Miss quickly." The maid who pulled her hair saw that the young lady had some impatient looks, and hurriedly gave the maid named Biliu a look.

"Miss, damn the slave." Hurriedly knelt down and leaned down, she knew the means and temperament of the young lady best.

"Don't take it as an example." stroked his round nails, "Dye me that red Danko today." The soft voice swept through people's hearts like catkins.

Biliu breathed a sigh of relief.