Chapter 299 Of course, it is to collect the body for the master
As soon as Die'er finished speaking, the door opened with a sound.
Jiang Fengnian stood in the door, his expression unclear whether he was happy or unhappy.
"Come in."
"yes."
Die'er obeyed, walked in with her head lowered, and the door closed immediately.
She put down the plate she was holding. On the plate were warm plum blossom cakes and a pot of wine.
"Sir, although Die'er doesn't know what happened, she can feel that the master is unhappy."
As Die'er spoke, she placed the plate of plum blossom cakes on the table and filled another glass of wine.
"But Die'er feels sorry for the master. Die'er can't do anything else to help. I just hope that the master won't be hungry."
The plum blossom cake was delicate and elegant, the wine in the wine glass was fragrant, and the soft and sensible concubine made Jiang Fengnian's anxious heart calm.
"Sit down and have a drink with me."
"yes."
Die'er sat softly beside him, picked up the plum blossom cake and handed it to his mouth.
"Master, try Die'er's craftsmanship."
Jiang Fengnian smiled faintly, opened his mouth and took a bite, then picked up the cup and smelled it carefully under the tip of his nose. The aroma of the wine was fragrant, making people feel comfortable from the inside out.
"How many troubles you have if you get drunk, maybe they will disappear when you wake up."
After he finished speaking, he raised his head and drank a glass of wine in one gulp.
"It's really a good wine."
Next to her, Die'er, who was originally charming and soft, suddenly smiled slowly after seeing Jiang Fengnian eating plum blossom cake and drinking wine.
The corners of her beautiful mouth were raised slightly, forming a stunning arc, and her eyes were as curved as the crescent moon in the sky, but those eyes were filled with ice and snow that were thousands of miles away, full of coldness.
"Such a good wine, please have one more glass, sir."
Die'er gently raised her jade hand, her snow-white fingers looked even more attractive in the dim room, and her nails glowed with a faint sheen.
Jiang Fengnian still knew nothing about Dieer's sudden change.
With Die'er's hand, she drank the second and third glasses of wine.
"Die'er, why don't you drink?"
Jiang Fengnian put down the cup and savored the taste, leaving a lingering fragrance on his lips and teeth.
"Die'er doesn't want to drink, Die'er still has things to do."
Jiang Fengnian was startled and slowly raised his head to look at her.
"What's the matter? What's more urgent than serving the master?"
Die'er smiled deeply, leaned over his ear, and spoke softly, but every word was as scary as sharpening a knife.
"Of course I will collect the body for the master."
"What? You--"
Jiang Fengnian's eyes widened in an instant. He stood up almost immediately and took a few steps back. He understood something in a flash of lightning and suddenly leaned down and put his fingers into his throat.
"Master, why do you have to suffer this?"
Die'er's tone was no longer charming and soft, and even her limp body had various postures, her lotus steps were like a flower, and she slowly stood up.
"Those who are about to die should make themselves more comfortable."
"But don't worry, sir. The medicine in this wine won't make me bleed from the mouth and nose to death. He will be very peaceful, just like a dream, hehehe."
Die'er chuckled a few times, her eyes flickering like a cold snake under the flickering candlelight.
"You...why? Who do you belong to?"
Listening to her words, Jiang Fengnian felt a roar in his ears, the figures in front of him became increasingly blurry, all the sounds were disappearing, and even the fragrant smell of wine just now was gone.
He fluttered and fell to the ground, gasping for his last breath.
He wanted to ask clearly, who does Die'er belong to? Why should he be killed?
But, in the end, it was too late.
On a dark winter night, the north wind roars outside the window, sounding like a person crying, which makes people's hearts tremble.
The Duke and his wife loved and doted on their daughters to an "outrageous" level.
Looking at the entire capital, among the noble girls from aristocratic families, who is as happy as Luo Jiuli, the second daughter of the Duke's Palace?
It's almost Chen time, everyone has had breakfast, the sun is almost in the sky, and the second lady of Fuquyuan is still sleeping.
It was entirely because of the Duke's words that no one was allowed to disturb the second lady's rest. The food was heated in the kitchen, and the girls from Fuquyuan were waiting in the side room.
Therefore, when Luo Jiuli woke up, he had to reach out to cover his eyes. It was really the sun's light shining through the window lattice, which was too dazzling.
"Miss, you finally woke up."
Chun Rong, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, stood beside the bed, her eyebrows raised.
"Chun Rong."
Luo Jiuli stood up, and Chunrong hurried forward to help.
"What time is it?"
Chun Rong stuck out her tongue.
"Miss, it's already three quarters of a hour, and everyone in the house is waiting for the lady to wake up?"
"What? Three quarters of a hour."
Luo Jiuli was startled. According to the time, it was almost nine o'clock in the morning.
"I slept for so long? Why didn't you wake me up?"
Chun Rong's tone was cheerful, with obvious joy.
"It was the master who told me not to disturb the young lady's rest, but to have her sleep well. He also said that this would help the young lady recover."
Luo Jiuli sat on the bed and couldn't laugh or cry. She really should thank her father for doting on his daughter so much that he was the only one in the entire capital.
"Quick, bring me hot water. I have to wash my face and get out of bed to move around."
Luo Jiuli opened the quilt, but he didn't feel cold in the room.
Chunrong on the side was unwilling, and quickly found a coat to put on her.
"Miss, it's such a cold day, so be careful not to catch a cold."
Luo Jiuli.
"The injuries on my body have long since healed. Besides, it's not like I can't take care of myself. If you all make me get used to pampering me, if no one will pamper me in the future, then I won't be very disappointed."
Chun Rong smiled.
"No way. At home, the master and his wife doted on her, and when she went to the Ninth Prince's Mansion, the Ninth Prince must have doted on the young lady to no end."
Luo Jiuli stood up and looked at her with a smile.
"How do you know that the Ninth Prince will pamper me to no end?"
Chun Rong smiled with her eyebrows arched.
"Of course I know. The Ninth Prince came into the mansion half an hour ago. As soon as he heard that the lady was still sleeping, he and the master went to the Nuan Pavilion to discuss the matter without saying anything. He also said not to disturb the lady and let the lady sleep until she wakes up naturally."
"What did you say? The prince is here."
When Luo Jiuli went to Nuange, she heard laughter coming from the house, and her heart suddenly felt warm. The laughter was like sunshine, shining into her heart.
Chun Rong opened the curtain and Luo Jiuli walked in.
Hearing the noise, everyone inside looked over.
Xiao Mingxuan's eyes softened instantly when he saw Luo Jiuli.
She was dressed in a white fox fur, her head slightly raised, her eyes blurred, and the corners of her usually sharp and sharp eyes were coated with a layer of pale golden light, making her look less sharp and more soft.
As for the Duke, a trace of pride flashed in his eyes, and he gently twirled his beard with his fingers.
This daughter of his is so pleasing to the eye now.
He used to be timid and obedient with his head lowered, but now, looking at his straight waist and head held high, it's like he, like the Luo family, has a natural arrogance.