Jingmen Fengyue

Chapter 25 Insomnia
Xie Fanghua walked a few steps quickly, opened the curtain inside, and the furnishings in the room were simple and solemn.On the ground lay the stove, charcoal, dry wood cut into pieces, and flint.Clear and cold.Qin Zheng leaned on the couch, crossed his legs lazily and casually, and when he saw her come in, he fixed his eyes on her.

Xie Fanghua couldn't help looking at him strangely. He was the second son of the Prince Ying's Mansion. Generally, there are one or two personal servants around the rich mansions. There should be a lot of guys.How can it be that there is no one to wait for you, and when you come back, there is no one to help you with the stove?No one to help the hot water?It would be fine if he wasn't born to Princess Ying, but he happened to be born to Princess Ying.why is it like this?

"I listen to my advice every day to clean my house and yard, light the stove, and boil hot water. Since you are here, from now on, everything in this house belongs to you, and the yard belongs to him." Qin Zheng flicked his robe. He explained casually, "I'm not used to outsiders entering my house, you have to remember that. From now on, no one is allowed to come in without my permission."

Xie Fanghua took a look at him, and it turned out that he had a cleanliness addiction.

"Light up the fire!" Qin Zheng stood up, ordered, took off his coat, kicked off his boots, and lay down on the bed.

Xie Fanghua stood at the door for a while, stepped forward to pick up flint and dry firewood, used bark as a fire primer, and then lit the stove in an orderly manner.Not long after, the charcoal fire in the stove crackled and burned, and the room suddenly became warm.

"Half a trace of flame did not overflow, and there was no smoke. Not bad!" Qin Zheng praised lying on the bed, "It is better than listening to the words. There is an iron pot outside, put a pot of water on it. Make a cup of tea, tea leaves On the first shelf of the cupboard."

Xie Fanghua nodded, turned around and walked out, went outside and took the iron pot, scooped clean water from the bucket at the door and filled it.Into the back room, put on the stove.Then he sat down on the ground, watching the stove.

"It's cold on the ground, go lie down on the couch over there and wait." Qin Zheng said.

Xie Fanghua looked up at him.

Qin Zheng suddenly turned over and turned his back to her, as if explaining, but also as if disdainful, "If you catch a cold and fall ill on the first day you come to my place, I will have to pay you to see a doctor."

Xie Fanghua was silent for a moment, stood up, went to the recliner where Qin Zheng had been lying earlier, lay down, and closed her eyes.

The two of them stopped talking, and the room was silent.

After about two sticks of incense, Xie Fanghua stood up, walked to the stove, took down the iron pot, walked to the table, took out the tea leaves from the cupboard, put them in the teapot, poured boiling water into the teapot, and washed it. After drinking the tea, I poured another pot of tea and soaked it again.After that, I stood at the table and waited for a while, then picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea into the cup.

Under the hazy shade lamp, the tea water showed a blue color.

Xie Fanghua brought the teacup to the bed and handed it to Qin Zheng who was lying on his back.

Qin Zheng remained silent.

Xie Fanghua kicked the edge of the bed with her toes, making noises.

Qin Zheng turned around, and at that moment, her clear eyes locked onto her.

Xie Fanghua was startled, the teacup in his hand almost flew out, and immediately lowered his head after realizing the shock.

Qin Zheng sat up, took the teacup slowly, took a sip with his head down, held the teacup with both hands, and did not speak.

Xie Fanghua raised her head to look at him, only to see that his eyes were hazy and drunk, not as clear and dazzling as before.

"Go to sleep!" Qin Zheng waved his hand casually, letting her go.

Xie Fanghua turned around and went out of the inner room, wanting to rush out the door, but stopped at the door, turned around and came to the bed.He kicked off his shoes, took the quilt to cover his body, and lay down with his clothes on.

In the back room, Qin Zheng drank his tea with a light breath.

Xie Fanghua didn't feel sleepy at all, lying on the bed for a long time, her body was stiff.She secretly spurned her and stayed in the Wuming Mountain for eight years. Could it be that she didn't know herself since she hadn't met an opponent three years ago?The more you live, the more you go back?Why are you stuck here now?Became someone else's maid?

Half an hour later, the inner room was completely quiet, and there was a faint and even sound of breathing.

It was said that drunk people would snore and talk nonsense, but none of these appeared on Qin Zheng.

Even though this person has an unpleasant personality, he is still an authentic and well-educated noble son.Although the conduct and behavior are outside the etiquette, they have not gone beyond the horizon. Although they are out of line, they will not lose their virtue.

Xie Fanghua tried her best to relax herself. Now that she had reached this stage, she stopped thinking about it, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The two people in this row of rooms were sleeping heavier than the other, while in the house to the west, it was a rare case of insomnia.Even he couldn't understand why his son suddenly wanted to take in his personal maid.And she's also a dumb girl in the Qian family's team.These days, he is becoming more and more incomprehensible to his son's actions.Earlier, when he was going to Mobei, he was not allowed to follow him as a follower, and now he is not allowed to do the work of serving around him.He is probably the most relaxed attendant in the world.

There are still people who suffer from insomnia in Prince Ying's mansion, and that is Princess Ying.

Princess Ying returned to the room and repeatedly confirmed with the dowry maid who had been accompanying her, "Brother Zheng really wants that little girl to be your personal maid?"

"Back to the princess, is it true? You agreed with yourself. Now I have followed the second son to Luomeiju." Chunlan followed Princess Ying into the palace and betrothed to the prince's long-term follower. Hearing this, he laughed, "Someone Come to report, Luomeijuli has turned off the lights, it should be a rest at this time."

"Hey, since this kid got lost and returned to the mansion for two days eight years ago, he seemed to be a different person after that. He drove out all the people who were waiting in the house, leaving only one listener. It stands to reason that he will not be here this year. It's sixteen. It's time to arrange a girl to warm the quilt in the room. But I tentatively mentioned it twice, but he refused politely. Concubine Lin in the palace also vaguely mentioned it, but he also blocked it. .Someone in the clan sent someone directly, but he beat him out. How did you get the hang of it this time?" Princess Ying was puzzled.

"Perhaps that girl really has eyes for the Second Young Master." Chunlan said thoughtfully, "Princess, don't you like her when you look at her?"

"That girl is neither humble nor overbearing. She looks like a duty-bound child, which is very pleasing. But she is dumb. If Brother Zheng really takes over the house, if he wants to raise his aunt in the future, he will inherit the title. How can he Is there a dumb aunt?" Princess Ying said a little worriedly.

"Princess, you are thinking too far. The second son may just have some eyes for the girl, and he may not take her into the house." Chunlan comforted Princess Ying, "Even if the house is taken in, I don't have to lift my aunt, even if I lift my aunt , the dumb aunt is fine. Our second son was born a nobleman, why can't he get what he wants? Why do we need to have so many scruples?"

(End of this chapter)