The sound of hurried footsteps came from outside, alarming Sang Xuanyue, who was reading with his son indoors.

Outside, it was freezing cold, and the snow covered the rooftop treetops white. The room is warm, the right temperature is accompanied by the light portrait, and the whole flower hall is like a warm room.

Little Rongcheng raised his fair little face to look at his mother, he obviously didn't say anything, but those black and white eyes seemed to say everything.

Sang Xuanyue's young son couldn't help but think of her husband, who had been away from home for nearly half a year. Cheng'er looks like a full Saburo, and Sang Xuanyue can't help but be in a trance every time she sees him.

My husband has been away from home for half a year, and now I don't know where he is. He went on a study tour with his son, and in a letter last month, he said that he was going to Jinju and that he would return to Beijing after a short stay. Saburo had a lot of thoughts in his letters, and he repeatedly promised that he would be able to rush to the house before the year. But looking at the snow outside, Sang Xuanyue's heart sank and sank, and she felt that it would be difficult to reunite this year.

A depressed breath came out in his heart, and Sang was still smiling on his face. She gently reached out and touched the fetal hair on her son's head, and asked him softly, "Do you remember the meaning of that word?" ”

Xiao Rongcheng nodded, then looked at the direction of the door, and then looked at his mother: "Mother, who is here?" ”

"I don't know, but I'll find out later."

While the mother and son were talking, the curtain was lifted. But Su Xin ran in from outside with a cheer, she still waved a letter in her hand, and said with a smile: "Madam, little master, look, the third master's letter has arrived." ”

As soon as he heard that it was Shen Tinglan's family letter, not only Sang Xuanyue couldn't sit still anymore, but got up directly and walked around from behind the bookcase, and even the little Rongcheng was busy letting go of the brush in his hand and ran to Su Xin.

Su Xin handed the letter to Sang Zhuyue, and said with great interest: "I took the letter from the third master first, but the things prepared for the lady and the little master are still in the front yard. But I'm not in a hurry, and someone will send it if I think about it. ”

Sang Xuanyue didn't care about those things, she was only immersed in the letters that Shen Tinglan wrote to her.

In the letter, Shen Tinglan recounted what he saw and heard in Jinju, and also said that Jinzhou is worthy of being a famous place with many bookstores. Although the Sang family's bookstore is one of the most dominant, there are also many merits in other bookstores.

There are also quite a lot of literati here, and perhaps because Jinju is far away from Beijing, the literati here are also more casual and casual. He visited a few old friends with his master, and went to meet a few great Confucians in search of fame, and he gained a lot and felt that he benefited a lot.

It's just that I regret not taking her with me, otherwise she would have been very satisfied if she could go home and have a look. However, she couldn't go out of Beijing to take care of Cheng'er, and others were in Jinju, but they had to be the responsibility of being a son-in-law, so after being busy with that stubble, he went to visit Sangfu, and personally went to worship in front of the spirits of his father-in-law and mother-in-law, and did not sweep their graves.

Shen Tinglan said a lot in bits and pieces. His words are witty and his narration is humorous, and he is hilarious. But when he heard him talk about all kinds of things in Jinju, Sang Zhuanyue couldn't help but feel melancholy, and for a while he really regretted that he didn't go south with him, otherwise, maybe he could go to his parents' graves to pay respects.

But this thought soon came to an abrupt end, and a solemn color suddenly appeared on the surface of the mulberry twist.

Seeing this, Su Xin didn't dare to say anything, but Su Jin came over with tea, and saw that his wife's face was solemn and her body was tense, so she couldn't help but ask cautiously: "But what happened?" Is the third master guilty outside, or is it said that the third master can't come back in the New Year? ”

This is also a worried question about Sang Twisting Yue, and now that Su Jin's mouth asked, Sang Twisting Yue did not hide it from them, so he said in a hoarse voice: "San Lang drank with the banquet master at night, the banquet master was drunk, and San Lang rescued him in time." only feasted the master to avoid a difficulty, but San Lang fell into the water......"

"Ah, this kind of sky falling?" Su Jin and Su Xin looked out in unison.

It's the middle of winter, and Jinju is everywhere in the south, but it can be cold for about a month in winter. Calculate the time it takes for this letter to arrive in the capital, and then calculate the time when the third master suffers, I'm afraid it's not the time when he fell into the water, it's the coldest time in Jinju?

Both of them raised their hearts, "How is this good?" In winter, the lake is cold, and the third master should not fall into the root of the disease. ”

It's hard to say whether the root of the disease is or not, but it has fallen into the water, the lake is too cold, and the weather is too cold.

He didn't want to tell her about it, lest she worry about him in the capital. Only his illness hurt some bones, and after the doctor saw it, he let him stay in bed for three months, so that he would not be able to return home in time for the New Year......

Shen Tinglan told Sang Xuanyue what happened, originally wanting her to know inside, don't be too flustered. Sang Xuanyue panicked for a moment, and saw which doctor was the one who consulted him, but he was indeed relieved for a moment. It's just that when his eyes moved down and continued to look at the letter written by Shen Tinglan, a strange woman's name suddenly jumped on the paper.

Sang Xuanyue's eyebrows frowned slightly, and her plain hand holding the letter paper paused slightly, but she didn't think about anything bad.

Shen Tinglan then boasted that the girl went to the clinic with her grandfather, not only did she have outstanding medical skills, but she didn't expect that even her knowledge was first-class, but it was a pity that she was born as a daughter, otherwise if she was a man, she would have something to do.

When Sang Xuanyue saw this, her heart became more and more uncomfortable. But Shen Tinglan has always been a gentleman, and he is comfortable and sincere, and he only seeks truth from facts when he praises people, and he does not have admiration or other nicknames. He said it in passing, if she thinks about it here, isn't she embarrassing herself?

Sang Xuanyue comforted herself, but her complexion did not improve because of this, but her heart felt like she had knocked over the vinegar jar, or there was a bucket hanging up and down...... Anyway, she was very uncomfortable, and even her brows were always wrinkled.

Seeing this, Su Xin and Su Jin didn't think much about it. After all, they hadn't read the letter, and they didn't know what Shen Tinglan had written in the letter. They only thought that Mrs. was still worried about the third master's body, so they comforted her and said: "The third master is young, and his body and bones have always been healthy, and this time he will definitely not leave the root of the disease." Since the doctor said that the third master is good to give birth to, then raise it, after all, although the third master can't come back during the New Year, but the third master must return home after the spring, after all, it's almost spring. ”

Su Jin also said: "It's this reason." Madam, don't worry, the matter must not be too serious, otherwise the third master will not dare to tell you......"

Rong Cheng blinked his big eyes and looked directly at his mother. When Sang came back to her senses, she waved the two maids away, and then she sat her son on her lap, rubbed her forehead against his cheek, and told him everything in the letter.

Of course, it must only be said that Shen Tinglan can't return to Beijing for some reason, and as for the strange woman, Sang Xuanyue will definitely not say a word. But even so, it's enough to worry Rongcheng.

His little man, standing no less than his mother's waist height, wrinkled his little brows at this time, and said bitterly: "Let the uncle send someone to pick up Daddy." ”

"Your uncle is also busy, how can he have time to deal with these small things. Again, your father is sick and can't move easily, even if your uncle sends someone over, he can't do anything. ”

"Then tell Grandmother and ask Grandmother to send someone too." The little Rongcheng said in a milky voice.

"But grandmother can't help it......"

The mother and son were talking, and it was soon getting late.

When the lanterns were first on, the things that Shen Tinglan specially purchased for the mother and son were also sent to the third room.

Sang Xuanyue didn't bother to check these things, she had dinner, and asked the nurse to watch Rong Cheng write big characters in the warm pavilion for a while, and she took Su Jin and Su Xin to the old lady's Heyan Hall.

Clinker walked to the door of Heyan Hall, and walked with the two people who came from the opposite direction.

The man was dressed in an inky brocade robe, with a cloak of black fox fur on the outside. The night was dark, the snow was cold, but his expression seemed to be colder than this night, which was prohibitive.

When Sang Xuanyue saw people, she hurriedly took the lead in saluting. She didn't dare to look at the big brother directly. First, because of his high position, his majesty is too intimidating. And his eyes are dark and deep, as if he can directly see the bottom of people's hearts. Every time he looked at it, Sang Zhuoyue couldn't help but beat the drum in his heart, and the expression on his face would be uncomfortable.

Shen Tingjun said: "No courtesy." Then he looked at her and asked, "At this time, my brother and sister came to say hello to my mother?" ”

As he spoke, he walked towards Heyantang, his voice was cold, but his steps were not fast.

Sang Xuanyue knew that this was the eldest brother who wanted to talk to her, but she was still a little afraid of him, but she could only make a slight mistake in the back half of her body, and reluctantly followed him calmly and said: "I received a letter from San Lang this afternoon, San Lang is slightly ill, and he can't come back to the house for the New Year." He was worried that if he told his mother about it, she would be anxious, so he asked me to tell her about it slowly. ”

She spoke in a clear tone and told the story eloquently.

Shen Tingjun already knew about this, after all, although the third brother would hide it from his mother, he never hid it from him. Again, the third brother has two good hands by his side, and he knows everything he says and does.

Thinking of the people Shen Tinglan had met and goathed with outside for a long time, Shen Tingjun's eyebrows moved slightly. He looked sideways at Sang Zhuanyue beside him, and saw that under the light of the red lantern, the woman's face was fair, and her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque. I just don't know if there is a worry in my heart, or if the wind is blowing too much and too cold, she twists her eyebrows slightly, and her expression is not very relaxed.

Shen Tingjun was a little silent, and Sang Xuanyue quietly looked over. At a glance, the two looked at each other, and Sang Xuanyue quickly turned her head as if she had done something wrong and was caught, and then said in a hurry: "Why don't the eldest brother tell my mother about this." The eldest brother's words are precious, and your mother is more convincing in your words. ”

Anyway, it was better than her opening her mouth, after all, she couldn't help but think of the woman in the letter at this time. There is always a stone blocked in my heart, and I am a little bored and uncomfortable for no reason. She couldn't sort out her own mood, so where could she appease the old lady?

Shen Tingjun looked at her carefully twice, then turned around, took the first step to the steps in front of the door, and said, "Okay." ”

The two entered the Heyan Hall, and the old lady was also eating at this time. Seeing her beloved eldest son come in with her little daughter-in-law, whom she had always liked, the old lady couldn't help laughing.

She learned from Mama Cui one step earlier that Fang Cai Dalang and Twist Yue met at the door. Both of them chose this time to come to Heyantang, and in the afternoon, San Lang specially sent someone to send something back to Beijing, and the old lady thought that they must be going to talk to her about San Lang.

It's just that I don't know why, when Saburo wrote to her daughter-in-law in the past, he always didn't forget to send her a letter to the mother, but this time he didn't say a word, didn't something happen?

The old lady couldn't wait for the two of them to salute, and stretched out two hands to pull Shen Tingjun and Sang Weiyue to sit beside her. The old man and his children never beat around the bush when they talked, and they asked the doubts in their hearts directly.

Sang Xuanyue looked at the old lady, and then looked at the eldest brother, Shen Tingjun was under her sight, and in the end opened her mouth to tell San Lang about not going home for the New Year. He also said that he contracted a cold to save the banquet master, and he had to live and recuperate for two months.

As soon as the old lady heard it, she knew that San Lang was hurt to the root. But it's also something that can be imagined. After all, the lake water in the middle of winter is cold to the bone, and it took a long time for people to soak in it to save them, but no matter how heavy the son's firepower is and how strong his body is, he can't bear it.

The old lady was distressed and worried. But she couldn't say anything to prevent Saburo from saving the banquet master. After all, Master Yan is the master of San Lang Zheng'er. Master, Master, Master and Father, Heaven and Earth Monarch Teacher, San Lang was raised by Confucianism, if she turns a blind eye to Master's situation, then she will be chilled.

knew in her heart that San Lang was right to do this, but in the end, she felt sorry for her son's great sin, so the old lady opened her mouth and instructed Mama Cui to pack up a lot of medicinal materials and let Shen Tingjun send someone to Jinzhou.

It is impossible for San Lang to return to Beijing now, after all, it is even worse to work hard in winter. It is not possible to take the land route, and the wind is even more pervasive and drilling, so for the sake of today, the best way is to send some good medicinal herbs and good doctors over.

As soon as the old lady told her, Shen Tingjun responded one by one. Later, the old lady couldn't stay up anymore and was about to rest, so Shen Tingjun and Sang Xuanyue saluted and walked out.

The two silently walked out of the gate of Heyan Hall, and parted at the door, Sang Xuanyue saluted and turned around to go back to the third room. At this time, Shen Tingjun suddenly asked, "Brother and sister, do you need to bring some items to San Lang?" ”

Sang Xuanyue wanted to say that he didn't need to.

After all, she still had a breath in her heart, and she was still annoyed that Saburo praised other women in her letters.

But they are a doctor-nurse relationship, and even if they interact frequently, it seems to be excusable? Again, when it comes to Saburo's body, where can you ignore it? Besides, Saburo treats the disease, and the woman practices medicine, and the appointment is only in front of everyone. She believed in Saburo's character, and she also believed in the woman's moral integrity, and she knew that there should be nothing between the two, but ......

But what Sang Twist Yue didn't want to say, after all, she had to admit that she was a woman who liked to be calculating and jealous because of the woman next to her, and she really couldn't pull her face.

She wanted to dry Saburo, but the eldest brother personally asked if she wanted to bring something......

Sang Xuanyue pursed her lips, clenched the handkerchief in her hand, and gently bowed her head and said, "There are some clothes to be brought to Jinzhou...... Then it's troublesome big brother. ”