Divine Doctor Poison Concubine: Miss Waste

Chapter 135: Those who are close to ink are black? (4)
"If there is nothing wrong, you can go down."

"Yes, this subordinate will leave." Wuming cupped his hands in salute, and then his figure flashed for a moment, like a ghost, coming and going without a trace.

After the room became calm again, Murong Yu didn't move, but turned around again and looked out the window at the shallow ripples of the lake caused by a gust of breeze. With a trace of darkness.

"Will there be any entanglement? I'm afraid it won't be as you wished." Slightly pursed her lips, her eyes glowed brightly again!

After Feng Feilang left, Xia Qingge, accompanied by Qiaolan and Xichun, returned to the Zixia Courtyard. As soon as he entered the room, he saw the little figure sitting on the chair with his head tilted against the armrest beside him. Above, obviously sleepy.

"Where's Mother Jiang? And Wushuang? Why did you let Suhe fall asleep here?" Xia Qingge hurriedly stepped forward when he saw Suhe sitting on a chair with his head tilted when he entered the door.

As if they had heard the news of Xia Qingge's return, Nanny Jiang and Wu Shuang, who had been preparing supper for Xia Qingge in the kitchen, came out in a hurry.

"The eldest girl is back?"

Xia Qingge nodded: "Nurse, why did Suhe wait in my room? Why didn't you let him go back to sleep?"

Mother Jiang sighed: "The old slave and Wushuang have both persuaded you just now, but the young master doesn't listen to any persuasion, and has to wait for you to come back before going to bed, no, the old slave really has no other choice but I can rely on him."

Xia Qingge glanced at the sleeping Su He: "Xi Chun, take the young master back to the room to rest."

"Yes." Xichun hurried forward to gently hug Suhe, but he didn't want Suhe to be woken up by this small movement. He opened his big misty eyes, as if he had forgotten where he was at this moment. He stretched out two small hands and rubbed his eyes, and then he slowly regained his senses.

When he saw Xia Qingge, there was a gleam of light in his eyes: "Sister, you are finally back."

Immediately, he jumped off the chair and ran to Xia Qingge's side, with an anticipation on his fair face: "Where did my sister go? Why did you come back so late? Suhe has been waiting here for my sister."

Xia Qingge chuckled, as if seeing this little guy, all the unhappiness she had experienced that day disappeared immediately. She bent down gently, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch Su He's little face, but Su He let him go in an extremely quiet manner. She pinches.

"My sister has some business to leave the house today, why is Suhe here waiting for my sister?"

"Didn't my sister say that I would tell Suhe a story today? So I waited in the room for my sister to tell me the story of Zhang Wuji."

Xia Qingge stretched out her hand to rest her forehead, and sighed inwardly, she had forgotten all about it a long time ago, and looked at Suhe regretfully: "I'm sorry, my sister promised to tell you a story in the afternoon, but my sister made an oath, Su He, could it be possible that you have been waiting since the afternoon?"

She made a rough calculation, maybe it's around Haishi now, how many hours has this child been waiting for her here?And she had already forgotten the agreement with Su He.

Suhe nodded: "Of course yes, I made an appointment with my sister, so Suhe will naturally have to wait until my sister."

Hearing his firm and unhesitating words, and his incomparably serious expression, Xia Qingge suddenly felt that he was really careless, and felt that he was not as good as Suhe and kept his word.

"My sister really has something to do today, so I forgot, will Su He blame my sister?"

"No." Su He hurriedly shook his head: "Sister is busy, Su He knows it, but Su He is not busy, so it's okay to wait here for sister, sister don't feel sorry."

Hearing his comforting words, Xia Qingge couldn't help but reached out and picked him up, walked to the chair next to him and sat down.

"Suhe keeps his promises, and when he grows up, he will definitely be a modest gentleman. Today, my sister has learned a virtue from Suhe, so I can't miss the appointment with you. Since my sister promised to tell you a story today, we Tell me now, are you sleepy?"

Suhe shook his round head: "I'm not sleepy anymore, I've slept here for a long time, but sister should not tell Suhe a story today, because Suhe knows that sister must be tired today."

Xia Qingge was moved for a while, and couldn't help hugging him tightly. Suhe was well-behaved and sensible, and thoughtful of others. I'm afraid that children of this age are really not as sensible as him.

"It's okay, my sister is not tired, I promised to tell you a story, Su He knows that you can't break your promise, how can my sister not keep her word?"

Seeing this, Mother Jiang stepped forward: "Since the girl intends to tell the young master a story, why not tell it while eating supper, the old slave guesses that the girl is busy all day, so she must have not had dinner yet."

Xia Qingge raised his eyes and smiled faintly: "Yes, then let's put the supper here, and Suhe and I will eat some."

Mother Jiang nodded: "Okay, this old slave will go down and give orders."

Qiaolan, Xichun, and Wushuang who were waiting on the side were all curious: "What story did the lady tell? Can the servants listen to it too?"

Qiaolan was the first to speak, and then Wushuang and Xichun also nodded one after another. Xia Qingge raised her eyes with a hint of coquettishness: "Could it be that you all want to hear it?"

"Yes, the servants want to hear it."

"Okay, then sit down too, Qiaolan, go and order the small kitchen to make some more suppers. We have nothing to do today. Let's get together for suppers. I'll tell you stories to amuse yourself."

"Miss, I'm afraid this is inappropriate?" Xi Chun said with some embarrassment.

Although Wu Shuang felt that it was a great honor for Miss to let them serve as servants together, but there was a difference between master and servant, and in a big family like the Duke of Xiuguo, rules were especially important.

"That's right, miss, what Xichun said is right. The servants and servants are lowly, how can they eat at the same table with the master? It's unreasonable."

Qiao Lan didn't open her mouth, she was the one who knew the young lady best, that day when she and the young lady went to Fengxian Tower, she had already experienced the young lady's courage, she pursed her lips and waited for the young lady to speak.

Sure enough, Xia Qingge raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why not? The rules are set by people, and they are people who have passed away long ago. Why should we insist on our own lives for his own opinions? Miss Ben thinks that when you sit down to eat, I don't think so. Miss is happy, don’t you think you would rather listen to that pile of bones than this lady?”

"This?" A look of embarrassment flashed across Wushuang's face, but she also felt that what the lady said was very reasonable. If it was really pursued, wouldn't this rule be the personal opinion of that ancient man?

"Okay, Wushuang, Xichun, you two, stop being stubborn here with Miss, we will listen to what Miss says, don't forget, Miss is our master."

(End of this chapter)