After washing up, Zhuo Ye picked up the aqua blue skirt and figured it out for a long time. He couldn't figure out where the straps were tied. Which ones were made of sand, silk, and which ones were worn inside and which ones were worn outside? He had no choice but to wear it.
He rushed out of the door and shouted: "Qihong, Pincui!"
"What are your orders, Miss?" Qihong and Diecui heard Zhuo Ye calling and hurriedly entered the room. When they saw Zhuo Ye standing in front of the bathtub like a hibiscus out of water, both of them were stunned. They couldn't help but secretly admire that the girl was so good.
beautiful……
"Please help me put on some clothes." Zhuo Ye was embarrassed to say that he didn't know how to dress, so he only asked for it without explaining it.
Qihong and Diecui came back to their senses and quickly helped Zhuo Ye get dressed. They had been servants in this house since they were young. In their minds, it was natural for them to wait on their master to change clothes, so they didn't think too much about it.
Zhuo Ye secretly memorized the steps of getting dressed and decided that she would never let anyone help her get dressed again. It was so awkward!
After helping Zhuo Ye get dressed, Qihong took a dry towel to wipe her hair, while Diecui took the jewelry box, placed it in front of Zhuo Ye, and said, "What hairstyle should the girl wear, and what beads should she wear?"
"No need, just leave it loose for now." Combing your hair before it's dry can easily give you a headache.
In Fengqing Courtyard where Feng Qi lives.
"Doctor, how is he?" Feng San asked hurriedly when he saw that the doctor had checked Feng Qi's pulse.
The doctor hesitated for a moment and then said: "The master's cold is no longer a serious problem. He will be cured after two days of rest and drinking some ginger soup. There is no need to take any more medicine." After a pause, he continued: "But there seems to be still some disease in the body.
There are other…”
"I understand, you go down." Feng San interrupted the doctor and said to Qingzhu who was waiting outside the door: "Take him down to get some money."
Qingzhu agreed and took the doctor out.
Feng Qi, who was on the bed, smiled softly at Feng San and said: "Third brother, I said there will be no problem with her medicine. Besides... even if there is any problem, I guess... it won't be much worse..."
When Feng San heard this, he pursed his lips, and after being silent for a while, he said: "I will find a way to invite that old monster out of the mountain!" His tone was calm, but revealed unquestionable determination.
Feng Qi smiled faintly, and after thinking for a moment, she seemed to be talking to Feng San, and seemed to be talking to herself: "What is the origin of that Zhuo Ye..."
"I will send someone to investigate." Feng San's face showed no unnecessary expression, as if he was stating the matter in a formulaic manner.
"Although she wears rough clothes, she is literate and speaks well, unlike a peasant girl. She is calm and calm, responsive, and informal, and she is not like a lady. She does not know martial arts and is not a river girl, but she
She dares to stay alone in a ruined temple at night... Moreover, some of the things she carries are things that even we have never seen before... This Miss Zhuo is really a mysterious and strange woman... cough... cough cough...
..." Feng Qi's cold had not yet recovered. She spoke for too long at once, and her throat couldn't help but feel itchy. She couldn't help but cough again.
When Feng San saw this, he frowned and said, "Linge, you should rest first." After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the door.
"Third brother..." Feng Qi looked at Feng San's background and said softly: "You insist on keeping her... It's not just because you are afraid that there is something wrong with the medicine, right?"
Feng San paused in his steps, turned back to look at Feng Qi, and said coldly but meaningfully: "It's because she's so weird that I have to stay with her." After that, without waiting for Feng Qi to say anything else, he stepped out of the room.
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Feng Qi smiled slightly in the direction Feng San left, then pulled the quilt on her body and closed her eyes...