That night, Fu Tingyun slept peacefully.

When I woke up the next day, although I couldn't be more gentle and refreshed, my face was also gentle, which was incomparable to the sadness of the past, which made Chen's mother suspicious and kept mocking her.

Let you guess!

Fu Tingyun was happy when she looked at her, so she simply raised the corners of her mouth, even speaking with a softer touch.

Mother Chen frowned frequently.

Fu Tingyun just pretended that she didn't see it and went to Hanyan's place.

She was lying on the bed to rest. Seeing Fu Tingyun, she struggled to get up: "Miss!"

Fu Tingyun grabbed her shoulder: "How is it? Are you getting better?" He gently stroked her pants to see her injuries.

It's red and swollen, very scary.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Han Yan was afraid that she would worry, so he pulled off the trouser leg and went to the injury. "Master Guohui said that he would get out of bed in two days."

Lu'e brought the tea in: "Miss, I heard that Mom Chen was in your house last night?"

"Don't worry about her." Han Yan was already like this. She didn't want to pull the two maids in. "She can do whatever she wants. It's more than two months since the incident. I thought that I should have a conclusion in a few days - we can't always live in Biyun Temple! I was too anxious a few days ago."

After all, the two little maids were simple-minded, and Fu Tingyun was their ladies, so naturally they believed in Fu Tingyun's words.

The three of them had a conversation, and Fu Tingyun went to Master Guohui's place.

"I see that Han Yan's body's injuries need to be cured!" She asked Master Guohui for trauma medicine, "It would be even better if there were some medicines that could replenish blood and replenish qi and then regulate the body."

Master Guohui was silent for a moment, and got up to get a porcelain vase with green flowers on white background and a porcelain vase with red flowers on white background: "This is for external application, this is for internal application. Change the external application every day, and one pill for internal use in the morning and evening."

"Master is so stingy." Fu Tingyun said, holding all the porcelain vases with white and red flowers in the muddy cabinet.

Master Guohui was surprised at her rudeness and said, "It's better to have too much medicine - Hanyan is not a big deal, it's okay to use it or not. Miss Jiu must not backfire."

Fu Tingyun's ears were hot.

She actually learned the man's bandit behavior... It turns out that he was close to the black man... She had no choice. Who knew if she would beg him again? She had a few more bottles of medicine in her hand, so she had more bargaining chips.

"Master, don't blame me!" she sighed, "I feel uncomfortable, Master, let me make a fuss!"

Master Guohui looked at her deeply and stopped talking.

Fu Tingyun went to the kitchen: "I want to make a bowl of green onion noodles with my own hands."

The nuns didn't know what was happening in Jingyue Hall, but they only knew that Biyun's house was supported by the Fu family. The people in the Fu family were equal to their parents who were fed and fed, helped to pick up flour, wipe the chopping board, or helped to hold the rolling pin, and were very enthusiastic.

While kneading the noodles, Fu Tingyun chatted with several nuns: "...I remember that I even sent grain noodles to the temple a few days ago. Why was the rice jar empty?"

"Aren't you a thief a few days ago?" The nun was boiling water and waiting for it to get better. "Only take these out every day to avoid being stolen by the thief. The rice and flour are rising so much now..."

The noodles were ready, and Fu Tingyun also knew what she wanted to know. She ate a few bites of noodles, and asked a little nun to send the rest to Han Yan and Lu'e, and returned to the house by herself.

Mother Chen greeted him: "Miss Jiu, can I have lunch?"

"I've eaten it." Fu Tingyun glanced at the two rough women behind her, "Didn't they tell you?" Then he closed the door with a "clang".

Mother Chen looked at the two rough mothers with a solemn expression.

"Mom Chen," the two of them looked uneasy...

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The long half-branch with cracked ice in red paint, two volumes of "Miscellaneous" brought from home are neatly placed on the desk beside the window. The white cotton tent is hooked with brass tents on the eyebrows, and the bluestone bricks still have cleaned water stains.

Obviously, the house was carefully cleaned when she was not here.

Fu Tingyun curled her lips and thought maliciously that maybe Chen's mother took the opportunity to rummage her room around...

She put one bottle of medicine for external and internal use in the cabinet, put the others in the cage, turned around and sat in front of the desk.

It was noon at this time, and the bright sunlight shone on the roof, walls, and the weeping willows on the silver edge were shaking with heat waves. The house, which was blocked by the eaves and long windows, became more and more quiet.

All the worries of being ignored because of the busyness.

Calculate the time, he should have entered the city long ago.

I wonder if he had successfully met Bibo's family?

What kind of verbal message will my mother ask him to bring back?

Some of the people in her house were servants from the Fu family, and several of them were bought from the village. So a large group of people were sent to the farm in the name of the epidemic. There were always worried that their daughter's parents or brothers and sisters would visit him regardless of their safety... I don't know if this lie would be exposed?

Yitong, the rain is light, the willows are broken, the grass is cut... Who did this confused thing? It puts everyone in danger...

And my grandmother and aunt, what are they doing now?

Did my mother write to her father?

The more she thought about it, the more she became more confused, and the more she became more anxious, so she simply went to bed to rest.

It would be great if you brought the piano when you left. Playing the piano when you are in a mess can stabilize your mood.

However, Qin was in his heart and didn't have much contact with Master Guohui in the past. Only then did he realize that she was a hidden person. If he really played a song, he might have thoughts about it and let Master Guohui know...

Fu Tingyun was thinking randomly, and someone knocked on the window lattice on the east side with a "dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong".

"Who?" She walked nervously to the window frame.

"It's me!" The voice was dull and there was no fluctuation.

It sounds like fairy music in her ears.

I didn't expect him to come back so soon.

"You'd better come in from the roof!" Fu Tingyun was overjoyed, "not to find that the wooden strips fixed on the window were demolished and caused some trouble."

There was no sound outside the window.

Fu Tingyun was slightly stunned.

Wouldn't you get angry because of this?

She listened with her ear.

There is no sound.

But someone suddenly said behind him: "What are you doing?"

Fu Tingyun was shocked and turned around quickly, seeing him standing behind him. He looked up again, the bright tiles on the roof were unveiled, and the sunlight shone in, forming a pillar of light, and the room suddenly became brighter.

Why does he feel so terrifying every time he comes in?

She secretly complained in her heart, but she didn't dare to express her feelings.

He hurriedly closed the window, then listened to the door for a while, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, asked him to sit down on the Grand Master's chair, and gave him a cup of tea.

His face was red from the sun, his sideburns were covered in sweat, his lilac color was short and brown, and his feet were wearing straw sandals.

Fu Tingyun looked at the straw sandals for a long time.

He had sipped the tea she held without hesitation, and handed her the teacup: "Change a big bowl, and have another bowl."

Fu Tingyun held back and did not glare at him: "I don't have a big bowl here."

"Then bring the teapot over." He said uneasy.

Fu Tingyun's mouth twitched and lifted the teapot over.

He poured the tea into the teacup and drank it one by one.

Fortunately, she didn't carry the teapot, otherwise she would have to explain to Chen's mother why she didn't want this teapot anymore.

Fu Tingyun kept telling herself that she should maintain the most basic etiquette and asked after he finished drinking the tea...

But he put down the teacup: "I didn't see the Bibo family. The people from the Fu family said that she served Miss Jiu who was caught in the summer in Biyun Temple."

"What?" She stood up in a panic.

Mother Fan asked through the door: "Miss Jiu, what are your instructions?"

The horrible news he brought, the disgust hidden in his heart towards Chen's mother and others, made Fu Tingyun's emotions suddenly burst out. She said furiously: "I want to eat eggs, can you do it? If you can't do it, don't chatter here!"

Silence outside the door.

After losing his temper, Fu Tingyun calmed down a lot.

The Bibo family has not returned to the Fu family, so where has she gone?

Did my mother know that the Bibo family is missing? Do you know that she was detained in Biyun Temple?

She was anxious: "Then have you seen my mother?"

As soon as she said that, she knew she had said the wrong thing!

He is a man, his mother is in the inner courtyard, and in broad daylight, how could he meet his mother?

But she really wanted to see her mother too much - maybe her mother was kept in the dark like her?

Who arranged all this?

Grandmother? Grand aunt?

Fu Tingyun was so anxious that she was anxious.
To be continued...