After washing up, Zhuo Ye picked up the water-blue silk skirt and gestured for a long time, but he couldn't figure out where the straps were tied. The sand and silk pieces were worn inside and outside, so he had to be helpless.

He rushed outside the door and shouted, "Qihong, Dicui!"

"What are the instructions for the girl?" Qihong and Diecui heard Zhuo Ye's call and hurried into the room. Seeing Zhuo Ye standing in front of the bathtub like a lotus, both of them were stunned and couldn't help but secretly admire her. It turned out that the girl was like this.

beautiful……

"Please help me put on my clothes." Zhuo Ye was embarrassed to say that he couldn't wear it, so he only said the request and did not explain.

Qihong and Diecui came to their senses and helped Zhuo Ye dress quickly. They have been servants in this mansion since they were young. In their concept, it is natural to serve their masters to change their clothes, and they have not thought about it too much.

Zhuo Ye secretly wrote down the steps for dressing and decided that he would not be able to help her dress again in the future. It was so awkward!

After helping Zhuo Ye put on his clothes, Qihong took a dry towel to wipe her hair, and Dicui held the jewelry box and placed it in front of Zhuo Ye, saying, "What kind of hair style is the girl combed and what kind of beads to wear?"

"No need, just spread it like this first." The hair is combed before it is dry, but it is easy to get headaches.

In Fengqing Courtyard where Feng Qi lives.

"Doctor, how are he?" Feng San asked quickly when he saw that the doctor had finished diagnosing Feng Qi's pulse.

The doctor hesitated for a moment and then said, "Young Master's cold is fine. You will be cured after two days of rest and drink some ginger soup. There is no need to take any more medicine." After a pause, he said, "But it seems that the body still has a good condition.

There are other ones…”

"I understand, you go down." Feng San interrupted the doctor and said to Qingzhu who was waiting outside the door: "Take him down and get some money."

Qingzhu agreed and took the doctor out.

Feng Qi on the bed chuckled at Feng San and said, "Brother San, I just said there will be no problem with her medicine. Besides...even if there is really something wrong, I guess... it won't be much worse..."

Feng San pursed his lips and was silent for a while, and said, "I will find a way to ask that old monster to come out!" His tone was calm, but it showed unquestionable determination.

Feng Qi smiled faintly, after pondering for a moment, he seemed to be talking to Feng San, and said to himself: "That Zhuo Ye, what is the origin..."

"I will send someone to check." Feng San's face had no unnecessary expression, as if he was declaring things in a formulaic manner.

"Although I was wearing a rough robe, I knew the words and spoke well, and I was not like a farmer's woman. I was calm and calm, quick-responsive, and I was not a little bit particular, nor was I like a lady from a family. I didn't understand martial arts, but I was not a woman from a martial arts world, but

I dared to stay alone in the ruined temple... Moreover, some of the things she carries were actually something we had never seen before... This girl Zhuo is really a mysterious and strange woman... cough... cough cough...

…” Feng Qi’s cold wind had not healed yet. After saying too long in one go, his throat couldn’t help but itch and he couldn’t help coughing again.

Seeing this, Feng San frowned and said, "Linge, you should rest first." As he said that, he stood up and walked towards the door.

"Brother San..." Feng Qi looked at Feng San's background and said softly: "You insist on keeping her... You are not just afraid that there is something wrong with the medicine, right?"

Feng San stopped, turned around and looked at Feng Qi, and said in a deserted and meaningful manner: "It is because she is too strange that she has to stay by her side." After that, Feng Qi said something and stepped out of the door.

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Chapter completed!