Ming Rujin woke up from his dream suddenly, drenched in water, and his clothes were almost soaked.

She gasped for breath until the wind-blown window rattled, and then a trickling rain fell in, neither sparse nor dense, bringing back her three souls and seven spirits bit by bit.

She half-sat up, subconsciously pinched herself, felt the pain, and realized that she was just dreaming, and she was still alive.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes looked at her, and saw her half-sitting up with a blank face, and a few strands of broken hair on her forehead seemed to be wet with sweat and stuck there.

In order to think about how to speak, his mouth was one step faster than his thoughts, and he asked cautiously, "Have you had a nightmare?" ”

Ming Rujin's whole person tensed, and his hands groped for the dagger under the pillow, but his wrist was grabbed.

"Jinjin, it's me."

Xu Jingxian's cold voice came, but there was less alienation and more apprehension.

Ming Rujin slashed with her backhand, and after the smell of blood spread, she reacted, it was Xu Jingxian who came, and her voice was wary with coldness, "Master Hou still has a hobby of being a gentleman on the beam?" ”

Her coldness and detachment all pierced his heart.

When he woke up and listened to the people's explanation, he didn't come to see him, not to mention how uncomfortable he was.

I still remember that in the two months of his wedding, she would stay up all night to take care of him at his side when he had a little typhoid fever, and she never had the slightest complaint. But now, he was deeply poisoned, and the ghost door was closed for a while, but he didn't see her come to take a look.

He was unwilling, why could she not hesitate to destroy herself in order to continue his incense, but now why she is so alienated from herself.

Xu Jingxian couldn't figure it out, so she came to Mingfu in a daze and wanted to ask, but when she saw her sleeping face, she had an illusion that she was in a different world, and she couldn't bear to wake up for a while.

Until, she got up from a nightmare.

"I ......" Xu Jingxian wanted to speak and stopped, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

Who would have thought that in order to help the crown prince ascend to the throne, the Xu family and the Cheng'an Bo Mansion would be wiped out, and he, who only wanted to climb up and change his fate, would hesitate here, and would stalemate with the emperor for the sake of his wife.

"Isn't Master Hou poisoned? Healing so quickly, it seems that he is too good at medicine. ”

After Xu is nightmare woke up and saw someone there, Ming Rujin temporarily put aside a little hostility towards Xu Jingxian, got up and put on a coat and took the lamp, planning to go to the medicine box and prepare to bandage him.

Xu Jingxian knew that she was teasing him, and she felt that she was very good like this. The only one who treats him with his truest self.

When Ming Rujin took the medicine box, she saw a book on the cabinet next to her, and she was stunned.

This thing was taken away by her, and among the few dowries, the most important thing, she forgot to get it, but was sent back.

Thinking of what Coriander said at night, could it be that this book was sent by Xu Jingxian?

No, this book is in the old house, Xu Jingxian hates the Xu family so much, he won't go back.

Forcing himself not to think about it, Ming Rujin returned to the table with the book in his arms and bandaged Xu Jingxian.

In the flickering candlelight, she saw his beautiful peach blossom eyes, slightly dark and blue eyes, it seemed that he was really poisoned.

He pursed his pale and bloodless thin lips, his eyes kept falling on her slender jade hand that bandaged his arm, and he stretched out his hand to pinch it, but she had already gotten up and left, leaving the faint fragrance that belonged to her alone.

Outside the window is getting heavier and heavier, rapid-like rain, if Xu Jingxian is allowed to go back at this time, maybe his condition will worsen.

Thinking of this, Ming Bijin got up and left without saying a word, closed the door behind his back, and went to Brother Ming and Grandma Cai's house.

"Who." Mama Cai had a light sleep, and she woke up as soon as the door opened.

At first, I thought that some kind of villain wanted to be unfavorable to Brother Ming, but the awl in her hand had already been pinched, but she found that it was like a brocade.

"I suddenly missed him, and I got up after a while."

In order to prevent Brother Ming from falling in love with her, she hasn't slept with her children recently.

Before dawn, the thunderstorm stopped, and she got up again to go to the kiln.

But this time on the way, she had something to do. Flipping through the porcelain sheet in her hand, it was like seeing the whispers of her mother in front of her when she was a child.

On this day, she still squatted and sat by the pool in the outer courtyard for a day, but fortunately, the sun was not big, otherwise she would have to get a tan.

The workers in the outer courtyard didn't take long to forget that Ming Bijin was not around, and only cared about the work in hand.

However, the painter of the middle courtyard seemed to have nothing at hand, and often wandered at the gate of this courtyard, pointing towards Ming Rujin.

Qingyun lay on the roof, her brows trembling, and she didn't understand why Ming Rujin heard those evil words, but she still pretended to be nothing, and didn't let her whip move.

On the third day, she went into the inner court.

She stayed in the outer courtyard for two days, and it only took an hour for her to walk around the inner courtyard.

When she left the workshop, she clearly heard a man behind her laugh loudly, "You say that this eldest lady of the Ming family really understands what porcelain is burned?" I was doing nothing here all day long and thought I was taking over the porcelain kiln? ”

Ming Rujin didn't stop at his feet, and walked out.

There was more laughter behind him, "You said that the eldest lady is taking over, not porcelain, you don't need to do it yourself at all, what are you doing with this big radish head." ”

"It's no problem to take over the porcelain kiln, but why do you need such an innocent woman who doesn't know how to check? Why can't it be the second miss? The painter, who is called the big radish head by others, does not paint with a pen, but he laughs and shouts.

Ming Rujin stopped and looked back.

Everyone was silent, but the painter with the radish hair looked arrogant, and when he saw her turn his head, his subordinates suddenly shook, and sighed: "Oh no, it's another scrap." ”

Then he looked at Ming Bijin defiantly. It all shows that the eldest lady discovered the secret of the porcelain shop and came to find fault, but now it doesn't seem to be much. She is doing things openly, why can't she be angry?

Everyone didn't speak, and they began to live again.

A little black man on the side of the big radish turned his head and smiled: "You are not a waste product, it's no problem to sell it after it is burned." ”

The corners of Ming Rujin's left mouth raised slightly, and he turned to leave.

"Miss, why can't you just endure it?" Qingyun asked angrily.

She is not a bright maid, and she is a straightforward person, so she always likes to say anything resentful.

Ming Rujin smiled lightly and said, "Of course, I'm afraid you'll be tired." ”

The corners of Qingyun's mouth twitched, and he raised his arm and said, "I'm not tired." My father taught me kung fu and kung fu just to keep me from being bullied. If I had, I would have knocked them to the ground! ”

"Qingyun, you have to know that not everything can be solved with force." Ming Rujin sighed, strength can only solve the appearance, not the root.

"I don't, I don't believe it." Qingyun's heroic eyebrows stood upside down, and he didn't care at all: "Dad said, there is nothing that can't be solved with a whip." If there is, ...... Two meals! ”