Embroidered golden branches

Chapter 8 Teach Her
Wei Cheng was writing very comfortably. He lowered his eyes slightly. When there was no expression, his eyes were cold, and there was a trace of gentleness between his brows, like a handsome young man, unparalleled in the world.

Sangsang looked at him quietly, sighing in her heart.

It's a pity that such a wonderful person can be so sinister and vicious.

As if he noticed something, Wei Cheng raised his head slightly and met her gaze for a moment. Suddenly, he seemed to see something in her eyes.

Probably her scrutiny made him a little unhappy.

He put down his pen suddenly and said dumbly, "Come and get the pen and copy it again."

In front of him was the calligraphy he had just copied. It was written extremely well, every stroke was as sharp as a knife, the writing was vigorous and full of fierceness.

It seems that I am about to start teaching her to write.

Sangsang understood, picked up the pen, and started writing seriously. In fact, she had learned some calligraphy. Although she was not good at sharpening ink, she could still recognize these words even if she didn't need to be taught.

Soon, she finished writing and placed it in front of Wei Cheng.

Looking at the handwriting I wrote, although it is not as sharp as Wei Cheng's, it is still elegant. The small seal script is regular and the handwriting is clear and beautiful.

She was quite satisfied inside.

However, Wei Cheng kept frowning, as if he was thinking about something. Suddenly, his eyes moved from the paper to Sangsang's face, and his dark pupils revealed a dangerous aura, "Can you write?"

Sangsang was stunned for a moment. How could she forget that the original owner was left outside, so how could he write?
She laughed dryly and said quickly: "I was curious about other people's writing before, so I went to find someone to teach me."

Just saying it casually like this, I don't think he would actually check it. Even if he did, he wouldn't be able to find out.

Wei Cheng frowned, but still looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze, but his tone was a little more emotional, and he murmured: "Is that so..."

"In that case, let's write more!"

He looked at her with a smile, a little malicious, and immediately led her into the pit.

Just because of such a sentence, she copied the book until dark, and her already sore hands were even more injured. The cold wind blew from time to time, making her hands extremely stiff from the cold. Wei Cheng on the side didn't care and held it. A book has always been guarded and looked at.

She didn't dare to move, so she kept writing.

As I wrote, my body suddenly became hot, especially my forehead, which was as hot as a stove fire, and my palms became sweaty.

The next second, his vision went dark, and Sangsang fainted instantly.

Before she closed her eyes, she seemed to see fear flash across Wei Cheng's cold expression, mixed with uneasiness.

Are you going back?

This was Sangsang's last thought.

However, when I woke up, I heard Wei Cheng's voice. Although he was full of evil, his voice was as gentle as water.

"How is she?"

"It's nothing serious. My cousin has caught wind and cold. She needs to keep warm on weekdays." After the doctor finished speaking, he tidied up and left.

When Wei Cheng heard this, he couldn't help but frown, keep warm?

Logically speaking, charcoal fires would be delivered to every place in the mansion. She was still alive and kicking before she came to the mansion. How come she got sick in just one day?

She squinted her eyes, slowly approached Sangsang, and saw her eyebrows trembling.

He said coldly: "Get up and explain, what's going on?"

Seeing that she could no longer lie down, Sang Sang had to sit up. She coughed uncontrollably, and then told what happened yesterday.

Listening to Sangsang talking about these things, Wei Cheng couldn't help but frown slightly.

The government has never been harsh on these things, so why can't Sangsang get these things now?It's no wonder that she contracted the cold and suffered from all kinds of problems.

Wei Cheng just thought for a moment and then retracted his thoughts.

"I'll ask the housekeeper to prepare a set of coal and quilts for you later. If you fall ill again, I'm afraid someone will gossip about you."

Wei Cheng was very upright and spoke calmly, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Sang Sang rubbed his sore head. He had just woken up and had a headache. After listening to Wei Cheng's words, he could only nod his head.

"Thank you."

If this day continues to be difficult, I'm afraid Sequoia will have to endure the hardships with him. It will really be difficult for Sequoia.

Now that there is a charcoal fire, it can keep me warm for a while, but I don't have to wake up from the cold in the middle of the night.

Seeing that Sang Sang looked a little tired, Wei Cheng didn't want to disturb her too much.

"Just rest in peace. If anything happens, just come to me at any time."

After saying these words, he turned around and left.

Sang Sang watched Wei Cheng leave, but she was a little confused about this man's thoughts.

However, according to Wei Cheng in his memory, it would be better to deal with him less to avoid causing trouble.

"Miss Cousin, drink this medicine soon."

Sequoia felt a little distressed.

It was quite cold in winter. There was another heavy snowfall last night, and the thin quilt could not block the slightest bit of wind and cold. Fortunately, Wei Cheng found out, otherwise I would not have known what to do.

Looking at the medicine bowl brought by Sequoia, Sangsang did not refuse. After all, the feeling of being sick was indeed bad.

However, this medicine was indeed bitter. After drinking it in one breath, Sangsang coughed dryly and felt a little weak all over.

"Miss Cousin, it's better to rest early. I'll go get the charcoal fire."

It was still very cold inside the house, and the strong wind blowing outside made it sound a bit chilly.

Luzhi ran out quickly, and this time with Wei Cheng's help, he successfully obtained the charcoal fire.

After returning, he lit a charcoal fire, and there was a touch of warmth in the cold house.

Sang Sang sat in front of the bed with her coat on, looking at the burning charcoal fire in front of her, feeling a little dazed.

This Wei Cheng is a shady person and full of bad intentions. She doesn't know if she has helped her this time. Is there any other conspiracy waiting for her?

But once she came, she was at ease. Once she came to this place, even if she was at the end of her rope, she still had to live.

"Miss, it's warm now. I'm afraid it's going to rain heavily tonight. Miss, wear more clothes and take some medicine for two days and you'll be fine."

Sequoia took a coat and put it on Sang Sang's body. A burst of warmth came, and Sang Sang couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Now that she has come to this world, she must live well no matter what.

At least in this world, there are still two people who are really good to him. He must not continue like this, which will only cause them and himself to suffer.

One night passed, the house was still warm, and the cold wind outside was biting. It was the first day of winter, but it was extremely cold. Sangsang felt scared. If the traitor succeeded, it would be difficult for him to survive this winter.

After drinking the medicine, Sangsang felt that she had recovered a lot. Next, she wanted to see who was behind it and wanted to kill her!

(End of this chapter)