Hexiang stopped talking and stared at the stove in front of her. Although she had seen Ouyang Chen twice, her face was still hot and hot. Fortunately, she was on guard against the fire, and everyone might think that it was because of the fire. She thought to herself.

"Miss Hexiang, be careful that the flames burn your hand." Ouyang Chen saw her holding the firewood hard, and couldn't help but want to tease her. Hexiang immediately came to his senses and found that he had been fooled. He had forgotten to add firewood to it, and it was impossible for him to burn it out! His head was lowered.

Ouyang Chen wanted to say something else. When he received Rong Yanran's warning look, he knew that Hexiang was not a girl he could tease casually. After retiring, he glanced at Hexiang again to confirm whether she was reliable. Rong Yanran nodded, alas, it was ashamed to say that she knew how sincere she was to herself after verifying the medicine for Hexiang!

"Is there news about Ziheng? How about Miaojia Village?" she asked in a hurry.

Ouyang Chen comforted her and said, "The emperor has withdrawn his troops. Miaojia Village is safe now. You can rest assured. As for Ziheng, he is also very good now. But there are still some things to deal with in Miaojia Village. It will probably take some time to come. But he said it will be as soon as possible." He actually doesn't like to convey such meaningless news, especially for women, which is even more troublesome.

Sure enough, Rong Yanran's expectations for this news were obviously vain. I didn't know where he was excited just now. "I feel relieved that Miaojia Village is safe," she said very gentle and virtuously, and her face turned domineering and fierce. "How fast is this damn Luo Ziheng? Ten days? One month? Or a year? Go back and ask him to give me accurate information! How can I know how long is it as soon as possible?!"

Women are fickle, so they must not provoke them. Ouyang Chen answered three times in a row, retreated outside the door, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Rong Yanran looked at Ouyang Chen who was running away in panic and felt regretful. She had not finished her anger yet, and had not fully transmitted her emotions to Luo Ziheng. This guy actually ran away. Really! Forget it, the medicine soup is almost ready, so it is more important to save people first.

Rong Yanran thought, lifted the lid of the pot, looked at the boiling level of the medicine soup, put a bowl, and asked Hexiang to bring it to her room first, and sighed in her heart: It's good to have her own kitchen! The rest of the medicine soup continued to warm in the pot and changed to a low heat to prevent the bowl of soup from accidentally sprinkling something. Although this situation has not happened so far, just in case!

Just as she was thinking, she heard the noise vaguely, and walked out of the kitchen quickly and saw that the third brother Rong Jersey, who had never stepped into her yard in the corridor, hugged a woman with tears in her eyes, stared at He Xiang fiercely, and scolded her sternly. The medicine soup she had finally made had flowed all over the floor with broken porcelain pieces.

Rong Yanran lifted up her skirt and walked away and went to several people. Seeing Hexiang's red eyes, she lowered her head and let the third master insult her, without saying a word. Rong Zexi stopped his self-righteous lesson when he saw Rong Yanran coming, and snorted in his nose: "Sixth sister, why did your girl teach you? You can't even handle the bowl of soup. If Xiaoyu hadn't been hiding quickly, her beautiful hands would have been useless."

Rong Yanran's eyes fell straight on Hexiang's hand. Seeing that her hand was burned red and had a few blisters, she said with pain: "Go back to the house and apply some medicine, I'll deal with it here."

After hearing this, Hexiang left with gratitude immediately, and her hands were almost hurting. Rong Jiexi obviously felt that her face was unhappy: "Sixth sister, this kind of incompetent slave should be driven out. You even asked her to apply medicine. It would be too disgrace to give me face."

Rong Yanran was thinking about a night festival to detoxify and didn't want to talk nonsense to her: "The third brother rarely doesn't go into my yard. If you come today, just say anything. I don't have time to chat with you!"

Rong Zexi was choked by her, feeling that she was a little unlucky in front of her beloved woman, and knew that she could not take advantage of the eloquent Rong Yanran, so she grabbed Hexiang's braid and refused to put it on. Sometimes this sixth sister would sacrifice her slaves to give herself some face: "Sixth sister, don't blame the third brother for not coming. You have also seen the maid in your yard. It was so rough that it couldn't even handle the bowl of soup, and it burned the third brother's woman's hand. No matter how you say it, you have to teach her a lesson for me." He also grabbed the hand of the woman next to him and looked at Rong Yanran.

Rong Yanran glanced at the delicate and smooth hand, and couldn't tell where he was injured. She said coldly: "How can the maid in my room discipline me? I don't have to worry about it. You're strange. I've been drinking this soup for so many days, and I've given it to you every day. I haven't made any mistakes once. My third brother spilled it once. It's really frizzy!"

Come and find fault, right? OK! I will accompany you! I will scold your brother for being squirted and get out with his tail in his arms! You are lucky today, and I am too lazy to bother with you if you have something to do! "Third brother, let's go first. If you, a girl, are burned by that frivolous maid again, where are you going to find such a beautiful confidante?"

Rong Jersey's face turned white and white, and the changes were quite wonderful. He also heard it. Rong Yanran's words sarcastically said that this was him framing that girl! Damn, is he as far as he can't get along with a girl? Just as he was about to say something, the woman next to him pulled his sleeve and had to suppress the fire and leave.

Rong Jersey arrived at his yard and asked, "Xiao Yu, why did you stop me just now? I want to vent your anger for you!"

The girl called "Xiao Yu" replied: "Xiao Yu has won this love from the Third Young Master. But I hope to be with the Third Young Master for a long time, so I still need Miss Six to say more good words in front of the Prime Minister!"

Rong Jersey had a row of foreheads: "Oh, I was angry just now and forgot about this. I'm so confused. Xiaoyu, don't worry, I will give you a title."

She threw herself into Rong Jersey's arms: "San Young Master, I believe in you, I'll wait." Her pitiful eyes just now were extremely cold in a place where no one saw it.

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On the other side of Rong Yanran, seeing Rong Jersey being persuaded to leave by the girl who was dissatisfied, she frowned and turned around and cut another bowl of medicine into her room. She was anxiously waiting for Ye Ji to come, and stood up and was about to go out: "Drink it yourself, I'll go see Hexiang." She was so patiently guarding this bowl of soup because she was afraid that someone would make trouble on the antidote.

Before Ye Ji could answer, he saw the wooden door swaying and Rong Yanran was gone. He frowned in dissatisfaction, and then thought that she had waited for her to come before seeing Hexiang, and she was more important to him, so her brows then relaxed happily.
Chapter completed!