The young man raised his eyes slightly, his eyebrows were like ink, and his face was as white as jade. There seemed to be a stream of light surrounding his body, which made people feel a little dazzling.

If Han Zhi is the bright pearl and the little overlord Rong Xin is the scorching sun, then the young man in front of him is extremely exquisite and delicate as a picture of spring, and it is as natural as a gurgling stream with winter snow melting. It makes people look at it and will give birth to the natural sigh of creation.

His red cloak was covered with snow foam, and his hair hanging from his temples was wet. As soon as he entered the door, he brought a chill.

The old lady of Duke Wei Guo didn't care about this, so she stood up and greeted him. She grabbed the boy's cold hand, and waited for the eldest maid Liangchen, who was standing beside her to take the cloak that the boy had untied, and pulled the boy to the inner room and said angrily: Shu'er, didn't you send someone to pick you up at the end of the year? Why did you run back at this time?

The boy's cold appearance in front of the old lady was soothing. As soon as he opened his mouth, he still had a little childish voice: Grandma, I heard from Uncle Qi, who was sending fresh fruits, say that Cheng Wei was unconscious and came back.

When the boy heard the boy mention Cheng Wei, the old lady sighed deeply, revealing a hint of fatigue, then raised her hand and wiped the boy's hair with a veil, and said angrily: Your cousin is like this, what's the use of you coming back? If you get sick again, it wouldn't be a waste of trouble for my grandmother.

The boy pressed his hand against his lips and coughed lightly: My body is always like this, it’s not much better or bad, grandmother is relieved. However, Cheng Wei is usually strong like a calf, so why is he sick after being well? I asked Uncle Qi, but he couldn’t explain it clearly.

When the boy was looked at by the questioning eyes, the old lady frowned and said: I just fell down accidentally.

Since the beginning of the year, Cheng Wei's head has become confused? Even if he falls, he can make himself unconscious. The boy's face is as deep as water, and he looks a little angry.

The old lady couldn't help but take a photo of him: You kid, Cheng Wei's mouth, never call me cousin

The boy curled his lips: He is less than one year older than me. What is his cousin's grandmother? Then I'll go and see her first.

After saying that, another gust of wind turned around and ran away. The old lady was so panicked that she shouted: Good time and beautiful scenery, send the big clothes to the cousin to put on, don't let him catch a cold

After giving the order, he said to Xiangxin: Go and call Lao Qi.

Soon, a man in his forties and fifties with a slightly hunched back was taken in and fell to his knees as soon as he entered the door: I have met the old lady.

The old lady took a look at the fun: bring a little boy to Lao Qi.

After Uncle Qi sat down carefully, the old lady asked: Lao Qitou, what have you said to Master Chou? Why did Mr. Chou run back from the hot spring village at this time?

As soon as this was said, Uncle Qi was so scared that he hurriedly fell to his knees again: Old lady, the old slave said that the old slave had no say anything, but the old slave asked about the cousin. The old slave said that the cousin was sick and said nothing next to him.

The old lady sighed and waved her hand: OK, go down, remember in the future, if there is anything else that makes Mr. Chou worry about, just say that he doesn't know, so that he won't run back regardless of his body.

When Uncle Qi stepped down, the old lady turned her head to the old woman and said: These ones don’t make me worry-free, and I wish I could take my life.

The old lady hurriedly said: Old lady, don’t say that, it’s all because of the old man who is too honest. He knows that the closest person to the cousin since childhood is the third cousin girl, but he still can’t control her words.

The old lady shook her head: What she wanted was that she was honest and would not deceive her superiors and subordinates.

After the old lady said this, the old lady couldn't say anything else. After comforting her for a few words, she felt that it was not easy for the old lady who was precious in her heart.

It turned out that the amazing boy just now was the second daughter of the old lady, the son of Han Yuzhu, the former number one beauty in the capital.

Back then, Han Yuzhu was kidnapped by a villain and was brutally humiliated. After giving birth, she hanged herself to death. So no one knows who the young father is. The old Duke of Wei personally named his grandson Heshu, hoping that he and Meishu would grow up smoothly. However, with such an embarrassing identity, even if the old Duke and the old lady cherish it, how could they stop the contemptuous gaze of others?

Moreover, because He Shu was born prematurely, he was in poor health since childhood and was particularly afraid of the cold. He would get seriously ill in winter. So every year, he would go to the Duke's Mansion to raise it in the hot spring village in the suburbs. He would not be taken back to reunite during the Chinese New Year.

Seeing that he was rushing back all the way, he might have to get seriously ill again, no wonder the old lady was worried.

I don’t know if the old Duke can invite the chief real person from Xuan Qingguan to Wei’er today.

Don’t worry, old lady, the old man rarely asks for help. Since he has spoken, there is no one who doesn’t give him face. The woman comforted her.

The old lady stopped talking.

The boy and Shu, who were worried by the old lady, had already arrived in Meiyuan. As soon as they entered the door, they pushed open Cheng Wei's close maid Huanyan, then lifted the curtain and walked in.

Shu'er was sitting in front of the couch, wiping Cheng Wei's forehead with a warm soft towel, Han seemed to be seen showing care for the second daughter who had always been cold, and hurriedly retracted her hand and looked at the door, why are you back?

He Shu walked over, staring at Cheng Wei lying on the couch, and replied: Auntie, I heard that Cheng Wei is sick, come back and take a look.

You kid, just take care of yourself, what should I do when I come back

He Shu raised his eyebrows and looked at Han: Auntie, Cheng Wei can't do this anymore, I don't know yet

Han was originally the most favored, but later, because he insisted on marrying into Huairen's mansion, there was a rift between mother and daughter. But his sister Yuzhu became more and more beautiful. Everyone praised her and her parents loved her, so she pushed Han Mingzhu aside. Therefore, she was quite tempted by her little thoughts back then. When Han Yuzhu died, she felt guilty and was always a little uncomfortable when facing her nephew who looked exactly like her sister, and often she just avoided her.

So Han stood up and said, "I happened to go and see if the medicine is ready. Shu'er, since you are worried about your cousin, just sit with her."

He Shuba couldn't do this, so he hurriedly said: Auntie, go and do it.

When Han went out, He Shu turned around and stared at the girl whose eyes were closed on the couch, whose eyelashes became longer and slender. He suddenly reached out and pinched her thin face and murmured: Cheng Wei, you have gained weight by drinking cold water, but you have lost weight.

Unfortunately, the girl on the couch had no idea, and only the black hair on her temples slid on the boy's fingers because her cheeks were pinched, making his fingers itchy.
Chapter completed!