Pei Yuanxiu didn't come here when it was almost time for the Hai hour.

He looked very tired. When he walked into the door of the room, he was reflected by the candlelight swaying from the candlesticks in the corner of the wall, and the heavy tired look on his face seemed to be about to fall.

I was sitting by the bed, using a wet and cold handkerchief to wipe Han Zitong's face. When I looked up and saw him, my hands suddenly froze. When he stood at the door, his originally tired eyes flashed slightly when he saw me.

The two of them met and did not speak.

After being silent for a while, he was holding a lantern behind him and whispered: "Young Master?"

He then came to his senses, shook his head gently, and walked over.

I stood up from the bed to give him a seat, but he just walked to me, looked at the patient on the bed, and asked softly, "What's going on?"

I said, "Somewhat fever."

"What did she do?"

“Nothing was done.”

“…”

"Maybe it's heart disease."

He glanced at me, and I only lowered my eyelids to look at Han Zitong's abnormally rosy face, and said, "She has too many things in her mind, not only her sister, but also yours."

His throat choked slightly, as if something made him feel like he was stuck in his throat and couldn't swallow it. He also looked down at Han Zitong and said in a silence: "What about you?"

My eyelashes trembled slightly.

But I didn't say anything.

Because at this moment, the patient on the bed suddenly frowned, as if he had experienced something uneasy and anxious in a coma. I watched her shoulders slightly twitch, and my whole body was twitching. Two words floated out of her dry lips: "Yuan Xiu..."

Pei Yuanxiu was stunned and looked down at her.

Han Zitong's eyelids trembled as if she wanted to open it, but she couldn't stand the stimulation of the light. After a while, tears had condensed in the corners of her eyes and slowly slid down. Her voice choked, but she still murmured unconsciously: "Yuan Xiu...Yuan Xiu..."

Pei Yuanxiu frowned, and when he looked down at her, his eyes were filled with reluctance and guilt.

I sighed lightly and said, "The doctor has already come to see me and has also boiled medicine, but I can't even drink it for her, and I vomited halfway. It's just right that you're here, you can try it."

As I said, I picked up the slightly cooler medicine on the other table and handed it to his hand.

He glanced at the turbid potion and looked at me again.

I said, "I'm tired and I'm going to have a rest."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

At this time, it was so quiet outside that there was only the sound of wind. I had already washed up before, but when I went out to wash my hands, I lay down on the head of the bed. After a while, my eyelids became heavier. With the sound of bamboo leaves outside the window, I slowly fell asleep.

But at this moment, I saw a figure walking to the bedside.

I woke up with a tremor and opened my eyes.

Pei Yuanxiu stood beside the bed and looked down at me.

I frowned and subconsciously sat up, but as soon as I started to move, he bent down and reached out to press my shoulder. He pressed me back to the bed with a little force, and said softly: "Aren't you tired? Don't get up, sleep well."

I looked at him, my shoulders sank slightly away from his hand, and then said, "What are you going to do?"

"I'm just looking at you."

"Now, have you seen it?"

There seemed to be a pain in his eyes: "You are just like that, don't you want to see me?"

I lowered my eyelids: "I just want to rest."

“…”

He closed his lips and could feel the breath that was so close to him was getting colder little by little, but when I raised my head, he still had no intention of leaving. He was still standing by the bed and staring at me.

This time, my tone became more firm: "I'm going to rest."

“…”

This time, he finally said nothing, turned around slowly and walked out.

The door also closed, isolating his footsteps and the wind in the night.

However, I did not lie down and fall asleep as steadily as before. Instead, I woke up and sat on the head of the bed for a while. I got out of bed with a piece of clothing and went to Han Zitong's room. I reached out and touched her forehead. It was not as hot as before. Perhaps that bowl of medicine really worked, and people who fell asleep were much more stable.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but my heart was still heavy.

Although Pei Yuanxiu didn't say anything, he came back so late today. He must have gone to talk to some important people about important things, which would delay the present. At present, the important things I can think of are nothing more than one of his marriage with Ao Jiayu, and the other is the big event on the seventh day of November.

Without Han Zitong's help, Han Ruoshi was not familiar with everything. Now he must be the most troublesome and hardest.

But if I guess correctly, the more at this time, Han Ruoshi will intervene.

After all, what she said herself was the mistress of this family. Whether it was for Pei Yuanxiu to show it or for her new sister to give her a warning, she had to act like a mistress.

At this time, of course, Han Zitong cannot have any chance to intervene.

Early the next morning, the doctor came again. He saw the empty bowl and asked, "Have you drunk all the medicine?"

I smiled and said, "It's all drunk."

After taking the pulse, the doctor stroked his beard and frowned slightly: "It's time to get some medicine."

I said, "Miss Zitong looks good now, right?"

"It's not bad, but... it seems like I'm only half drunk." He hesitated for a moment, and I smiled faintly from the side: "Miss Zitong's disease is originally a heart disease. Heart disease and medicine are difficult to cure."

After hearing what I said, the doctor agreed. Xiaoqian stood beside him and sighed softly. What happened two days ago had already spread throughout the mansion. Han Zitong's thoughts and illnesses were no longer her own secrets, so the doctor stopped saying anything, and just said that he would prescribe two more doses of medicine to send, and let us take care of Han Zitong for medicine.

Originally, this incident fell on Xiaoqian, but as soon as the medicine was taken out and fryed, someone came in outside to pass the message and asked Xiaoqian to go out and listen to Han Ruoshi's side.

Xiaoqian immediately frowned: "But the second lady is still sick."

The person who came to pass the message was the maid who had been following Han Ruoshi and took the lead in making trouble at the gate of the inner courtyard that day. When she heard her words, she immediately said coldly: "I don't care about this, but I should listen to anyone in this mansion and not who should listen to anyone. Xiaoqian, you have to be careful."

Xiaoqian bit her lower lip suddenly.

The maid said again: "Mrs. She is the lady. She is the mistress of this mansion."

While saying that, he looked at me intentionally or unintentionally with the corner of his eyes.

I sat at the head of Han Zitong's bed, silent.

The maid said sarcastically, "Besides, your ladies are not a serious illness. Anyway, the young master has already visited him last night, so he can just lie down. If this continues, will everyone in the mansion have to come see him?"

“…”

"Now everyone is busy with the big things about the young master, and let you go out and listen to the bad guys because you have been following your ladies before, and you are also clear about the people and affairs inside and outside. Now you follow your ladies, this is the lady who looks down on you."

“…”

"Don't be ungrateful."

“…”

Xiaoqian hesitated for a long time and finally sighed: "Okay."

The maid sneered, turned around and walked out arrogantly.

Xiaoqian still couldn't bear it. She had followed her to the door and turned it back to me and said, "Ms. Yan, Miss Second Miss's medicine will be delivered later. Please take care of her and take it as soon as possible."

I agreed with a smile: "Okay."

They walked out, and even the two girls who came in to see them went out. After a while, the decocted medicine came in from the kitchen. I held it in my hand and looked at the turbid medicine soup. The fishy and bitter taste kept drilling into my nose. My smile slowly calmed down. I turned around and looked at Han Zitong, who was still sleeping on the bed and looked particularly haggard, sighing softly: "It seems that your disease is good to you and everyone."

“…”

"You, it's better not to get involved."

While saying that, I walked to the window and poured half of the bowl of medicine into the flowerbed under the windowsill.

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Although he took less medicine, Han Zitong's condition was much better than before. After all, he was still young and had no harm in his body. He just didn't wake up. This is probably what I said before, and his heart disease has not been solved.

I kept her for a whole morning and was a little bored, so I took the book and moved it to the window to read it.

Just after looking at two lines, another sound of footsteps came from outside.

I closed the book and looked at the door with great interest.

In the past two days, the inner courtyard has become lively "magic" and I should have greeted the two girls. If the wife and the others do serious things, they don't have to stop them, but they all have to follow them in, which is also a deterrent and a protection for us.

Sure enough, after a while, I saw Xiaoqian running in in a hurry.

As soon as she came in, she walked to Han Zitong's bed: "Miss!"

I sat on the chair by the window and said softly: "I just took the medicine for a while, but I haven't had much fever now, don't worry."

Xiaoqian reached out to test the temperature on her forehead, and as I said, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I said, "Why are you coming in again?"

Xiaoqian then turned around and lowered her voice with a sad face, "Madam is here."

"oh?"

I raised my eyebrows and turned my head and saw the maid who came in to call her out in the morning, walked in, looked at Han Zitong on the bed, and said to me lukewarmly: "Miss Yan, Madam is here."

“…”

It means I'm going to go out to see her.

I smiled, and didn't argue, so I put the book on the windowsill, then got up and walked out.

When I walked outside, I saw Han Ruoshi sitting at the table. I had been worried about the past two days, and the folds between my eyebrows were faintly noticeable even when I didn’t frown.

As soon as she heard my footsteps, she immediately turned around to look at me.
Chapter completed!