"Xiuniang, what's written on it? You're smiling so happily!"

Beside him, seeing He Xiuniang smiling distractedly, Xiaohe blinked her beautiful eyes and asked curiously. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"No... Nothing..."

Hearing this, He Xiuniang shook her head and hurriedly replied shyly.

"Hmph, don't say it!"

Seeing this, Xiaohe snorted, pursed her red lips, and stopped asking.

Beside her, thinking of the eldest young master sending love poems to herself, He Xiuniang snickered in her heart and fell into a trance again.

At night, the bright moon hangs high, and the study in the front yard is still brightly lit.

Jade held the teapot in her hand, He Xiuniang was happy in her heart, and came to the study with a smile on her face.

When he walked outside the door, he saw the eldest young master leaning back in a chair, sleeping blindly.

The New Year is approaching, and the Qin Mansion is now taken care of by Qin Yizhi, and the house and the store are very busy, Qin Yizhi checks the account books all night long, and sometimes sleeps all night.

But after all, his physical strength is limited, looking at the account books tonight, Qin Yizhi leaned back in his chair and fell asleep tired.

"Young Master..."

Seeing this, she walked to the side of the eldest young master with lotus steps, and He Xiuniang called softly.

Tonight, when I lean back on a chair and sleep, I'm afraid I'll catch a cold.

But he was very tired, even if He Xiuniang called, Qin Yizhi never woke up.

Filling the teacup on the desk with tea for the eldest young master, standing quietly beside him, He Xiuniang's beautiful eyes looked at the eldest young master softly.

Looking at the sleeping handsome face, his brows were deeply furrowed, and he didn't know what he was worried about.

With a shallow smile, He Xiuniang stretched out her green jade hand to smooth Qin Yizhi's frowning brows.

Retracted the jade hand, and suddenly remembered that men and women could not kiss, and a touch of red appeared on He Xiuniang's cheeks.

From the time he was rescued, he mistakenly thought that Qin Yizhi had saved himself, and the hazy figure that night had already caused a ripple in He Xiuniang's heart, and now it was even more misunderstood, thinking that the love poem was a gift from Qin Yizhi, and He Xiuniang's heart had left a deep imprint.

After glancing at the eldest young master, He Xiuniang walked out of the study with a gentle lotus step.

After a while, He Xiuniang came back with the futon in her arms, and gently covered the futon on the eldest young master to prevent him from contracting the cold.

After the futon was covered, He Xiuniang smiled lightly, looked at the eldest young master deeply, then lifted the pen on the desk, wrote a few lines on rice paper, and gently exited the study.

After the night, the sun rose, and there was a burst of rooster crowing in his ears, and Qin Yizhi woke up from sleep.

I haven't rested well for a few days, and I slept very comfortably this night.

opened his sleepy eyes, stretched his waist, the futon on his body slipped off, and Qin Yizhi's face showed a look of doubt.

I vaguely remember that I was looking at the account books last night, and then I fell asleep tired, and there was no bedding in the study?

His heart was full of doubts, and his eyes were blinded, and he found a line of handwriting written on the rice paper on the desk.

Frowning, Qin Yizhi straightened up and looked over, shaking his head and chuckling after a moment.

I saw that it was written on the rice paper: The night is heavy and dewy, don't be infected with the wind and cold, get tired later, and go back to the room to rest.

There was no signature on the rice paper, and the corners of Qin Yizhi's mouth were hooked, and he chuckled.

After laughing, after folding the futon, Qin Yizhi washed up, and then walked towards the maid's room.

At this moment, early in the morning, the maids have already gotten up and washed and dried clothes and quilts in the backyard.

"Big young master!"

Seeing that the eldest young master was here, the maids all stopped doing their work and saluted in unison.

"Xiuniang, you come with me..."

Gentle and elegant smiled, and said hello to the maids, Qin Yizhi's eyes scanned, and found He Xiuniang with her head down in the corner, and said with a smile.

With that, Qin Yizhi turned around and walked towards the outside of the courtyard.

From the moment the eldest young master came to the courtyard, He Xiuniang blushed and bowed her head shyly.

Thinking of the love poem that the eldest young master gave him, He Xiuniang's heart was full of deer.

Hearing this, He Xiuniang tapped her head lightly, stabilized her mind, and followed the eldest young master with lotus steps and walked out of the courtyard.

"Xiuniang, I worked hard for you last night..."

The two walked to the edge of the pond in the front yard, turned to look at He Xiuniang, and Qin Yizhi suddenly smiled and said.

"The eldest young master... How do you know... It's me..."

Hearing this, her face was stagnant, He Xiuniang was shy in her heart, and her voice was like a fine line.

I wondered in my heart, although I left a line of words of concern last night, but I didn't sign it, how did the eldest young master know about him?

"Hehe, how did I know? I once asked Mr. Teacher to come back, and the maids in the church were literate, and they found it boring, so they took Mr. Teacher away angrily... Although the handwriting last night was mediocre, it can be seen that it was written by a woman, and the maids in the house are illiterate, except that you have just entered the house, I can't think of anyone else..."

Carrying one hand on his back, smiling slightly, the sun shone on Qin Yizhi's face, very handsome and chic.

At this moment, her cheeks were red, and her beautiful eyes were staring at the eldest young master, He Xiuniang couldn't help but look a little obsessed.

"The eldest young master... That's smart..."

Hurriedly waking up from her trance, He Xiuniang lowered her head and read softly.

"Hehe, I still want to thank you last night, if I didn't have your bedding, I'm afraid that after this night, I will be infected with the wind cold..."

Shaking his head, Qin Yizhi thanked him loudly.

After that, as if thinking of something, Qin Yizhi smiled and asked, "Xiuniang, although your handwriting is mediocre, it can be seen that you have read books for a few years?"

"Well, I have been dependent on my grandmother since I was a child, although I am wandering around, begging for a living, but my grandmother will teach me to read and practice words every day, but I am too stupid, until now, I can't write well..."

Hearing this, thinking of her deceased grandmother, a trace of sadness flashed in her beautiful eyes, He Xiuniang pursed her red lips and said softly.

In front of him, he noticed the sadness in He Xiuniang's eyes, Qin Yi couldn't bear it in his heart, he also lost his relatives at a young age, knowing the grief in it, he felt pity for He Xiuniang in his heart.

So after thinking about it for a while, Qin Yizhi smiled and asked, "Xiuniang, if you want to learn calligraphy, how can I teach you?"

"Young Master, are you telling the truth?"

Hearing what the eldest young master said, He Xiuniang's face froze, and then her heart was full of surprise, and she hurriedly tapped her head.

"Hehe, how could the eldest young master lie to you... That's good, I don't have a quiet day, I only teach you to learn words at lunch, how about it?"

Nodding, Qin Yizhi smiled mildly and promised.

"Well, don't lie to me!"

He Xiuniang was excited and delighted in her heart, and hurriedly stretched out her green jade fingers and said in a coquettish voice: "Young Master, let's pull the hook!"

Seeing this, Qin Yizhi was stunned at first, then chuckled, stretched out his big hand, and hooked with He Xiuniang's little finger.

When the two fingers touched, He Xiuniang was shocked, her face was red, and she was so excited that she forgot whether men and women were kissed or not, so she quickly retracted her jade hand and stepped back in a panic.

"Ahh

Just as she was retreating, she was mixed with stones under her feet, He Xiuniang exclaimed, and she wanted to fall to the ground!

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