Second-hand lady

Chapter 143

Before dawn, Miss Yanping had already settled her affairs with the help of the cook's daughter in Biezhuang. All she had to do now was to lie on the bed obediently and spend this irritable day.

Because it was still drizzling, the sky was dark and gloomy. Even though it had passed the time of day, the sky was not as bright as usual.

After Xiang Qingchun washed and changed his clothes, he walked out of the room and looked at the sky outside the courtyard. Judging by the trend, the rain probably will last all day.

Zhaoguang came over and told him that breakfast was ready.

"Where's Young Master Wen?" Xiang Qingchun asked as he walked towards the side hall.

"Not yet."

Xiang Qingchun frowned, Wen Yanping was a little monster who was so energetic that he would put a big man to shame, how could he not wake up at this time?Could it be that you got sick in the rain yesterday?Is it possible?Even a scholar like him didn't get sick, would someone as tenacious as a little monster get sick?

Although he didn't believe it in his heart, Xiang Qingchun went to the room next door, knocked on the door, and there was a muffled sound from the room, so he opened the door and went in.

Turning around the Eight Immortals table in the room, and getting closer, I saw the person in the bed tied up with a quilt like a cocoon, not even showing his head.He couldn't help but recall that half a year ago, the little girl made herself into such a ridiculous appearance in the Huichun Medical Center.Is it really sick?

Slightly startled, Xiang Qingchun sat on the edge of the bed, first called "Little Junior Brother" twice, and when she saw that she hadn't moved, he stretched out his hand and lifted off her quilt, revealing a little pale face, with eyes that were dark. Usually bright and energetic.

"What's the matter? Are you feeling unwell?" Seeing that she was sick, he rarely asked softly.

Wen Yanping responded dully, bowing his body like a shrimp, as if he would feel better this way.

Hearing her confession, Xiang Qingchun became a little nervous, reached out and touched her forehead, her skin was cool, not like she had a fever after being drenched in rain, wind and cold, as for the injury or something, last night he was still energetic and said good night to him , how could she get hurt, unless she stayed up in the middle of the night and went somewhere to find bad luck.

"Is it stomach discomfort? Stomach pain?"

Seeing her aggrieved and nodding her head in pain, Xiang Qingchun confirmed it, and Huo Di got up and said, "Why didn't you tell me about the pain in your stomach, I'll send someone to the town to invite the doctor."

Just as he was about to leave, someone grabbed his sleeve, causing him to be caught off guard and almost fell down.Turning her head, she saw the pale little girl with a little blush on her face, holding her face and saying, "Don't go!"

Xiang Qingchun frowned, "Stop making trouble, you're not feeling well, it's better to let the doctor take a look."

"No, I know better than the doctor what's wrong with me. I'll be fine if I lie down for a day." She pursed her lips and said unhappily. Feeling another dull pain in her abdomen, she snorted, covered her stomach with her hands and bowed up. .

Although he couldn't see her posture, but the appearance of being crumpled under the quilt made him guess a bit.Seeing her resolute attitude, she had to sit down and asked again: "Why is it uncomfortable? When did it happen? Could it be that you have eaten something bad? I'll ask someone to prepare some soft food for you. Can you eat some?"

Wen Yanping's eyes flickered, and he responded vaguely, obeying his words "I've eaten a bad stomach", without any sense of deceiving guilt—how could she feel guilty about things that she didn't even want to face up to? feel?Especially the psychological fragility brought about by the physical pain at this time made her feel a little dependent on the rare and gentle youth at this time.

Anyway, they are all good brothers, when they are not feeling well, good brothers should care about them~
While talking, there was a knock on the door suddenly, and after Xiang Qingchun yelled to come in, he saw a pretty little girl walking in with a tray carefully.Xiang Qingchun's eyes flickered slightly. When he first arrived yesterday, he seemed to see that among the people welcoming Biezhuang, this little girl was standing next to the cook. Doing chores in the kitchen should not serve in the inner courtyard.

When the little girl came in, she saw her young master sitting in front of the bed, squinting a pair of cold red phoenix eyes and looking at her, as if she had done something wrong, so frightened that the tray in her hand was almost unsteady.Just when she was a little panicked, a weak voice came from inside.

"Is it Xiu'er?"

Xiu'er regained her composure, answered in a low voice, and said, "My lord, this servant brought you soup, it was made by my mother, she said...drinking it is good for your health."

The omitted address in the middle is a little vague. Seeing that her young master was also there, Xiuer didn't know what was going on, and this girl was actually a girl but everyone said she was her young master's younger brother and the adopted son of the Grand Master's residence. Home, Xiu'er didn't know what to call her.

Xiu'er still remembered that early in the morning, she was still asleep when someone woke her up. When she woke up, she saw that the person standing in front of her bed turned out to be the young master of the Wen family who had sneaked a glance yesterday. I couldn't help screaming, especially when I realized that it was a strange man who broke into my room, I became more frightened.However, when the young master of Wen's mansion hesitated, stammered, blushed in embarrassment, and said her situation in a low voice, Xiu'er was completely dumbfounded.

Although Xiu'er didn't know why there were so many aunts and girls in Biezhuang, why this girl came to find her alone, but she still worked hard for her, and even when she blushed and asked her to keep it a secret, she obediently agreed.However, when she saw her young master appearing in the girl's room as a matter of course, and even staring at her with cold eyes, Xiu'er suddenly regretted keeping the girl's secret.

Because the consequence of keeping a secret is to offend my young master!The young master's expression of wanting to kill people is so scary! !
Xiang Qingchun looked coldly at this lowly girl who could make his junior brother call out her name. He already had several ways to kill her in his mind, but when he heard her say that the soup was for Wen Yanping, Fang looked away, thinking too much in his heart, and the result of thinking too much was that he was aggrieved to death.

Why didn't the junior brother tell him that he was feeling unwell, instead he told a little maid who was doing odd jobs in the kitchen?This little girl is neither pretty nor special, when did my junior brother hook up with her?If you dare to find a woman behind his back, kill him!

"Give it to me." Xiang Qingchun reached out to take it, looked at her, and when the little girl turned pale with fright, Fang said with satisfaction: "Little brother hasn't eaten breakfast yet, you go and ask the kitchen to make some soft drinks." Come over with something to eat."

"Yes." Xiu'er replied, and ran away as if her butt was on fire.

Xiang Qingchun lowered his head to look at the bowl of soup, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart, this soup...is it swollen like the kind of blood-nourishing soup that my mother used to drink when her menstruation was uncomfortable?

Even though he had doubts in his heart, Xiang Qingchun remained calm and said to the person who was tied up in the bed: "Little brother, get up and drink some soup before going to sleep."

Wen Yanping didn't resist, and sat up to drink the soup.The temperature of the soup was still a little hot, but she drank it at this temperature. The hot soup slid down the esophagus all the way down to the stomach, feeling that the stomach seemed to be ironed a lot warmer and more comfortable.

Not long after drinking the soup, Xiu'er came over with breakfast again.The breakfast is soft and glutinous white rice porridge, with lean meat minced into it, sprinkled with coriander and green onion, it is white and green, and it is attractive to look at.However, it may be that I just drank the soup, and there was a dull pain in the abdomen coupled with the feeling of bloating. I really didn't have much appetite, so I drank half a bowl and put it down.

After rinsing his mouth, Wen Yanping lay down again, holding his stomach with his hands, frowning with an uncomfortable expression.

Seeing her like this, Xiang Qingchun sighed, it's so annoying to stubbornly refuse to see the doctor's brat, but he has nothing to do with her.Why don't you call the doctor over after she falls asleep, and ask the cook what happened to the soup.

Turning his head back and forth, seeing her turning over and humming like a puppy, Xiang Qingchun felt great pity when he saw her, stretched his hands under the quilt, covered her hands on her belly, and said : "May I rub your belly for you?"

Wen Yanping was stiff at first, but soon responded.The reason why he agreed was that his hand was much bigger than hers, and it was warmer, and it felt more comfortable to cover his belly than his own, so he let go.Anyway, he is a good brother, nothing.Moreover, when people are in such an extremely uncomfortable situation, they always want to use all means to alleviate their pain. At this time, they are always less vigilant. In addition, this person is trusted by him, and he cannot resist it at all.

"..."

The young man who could easily read her thoughts from her face looked at her with veiled eyes, roaring in his heart: Fuck you good brother!

Xiang Qingchun sat by the bed, seeing the little girl fell asleep in such a daze, he was speechless for a while.He didn't know that she had been tossing and tossing before dawn, and yesterday she was tired from riding horses and hunting all day, and no matter how good her physical strength was, she was at her limit, so now someone rubbed her stomach, and fell asleep when she felt comfortable. up.

Looking at her still somewhat weak face, the young man's throat slipped and his gaze was deep.

"Little Junior Brother?"

After calling a few times, but she didn't respond, the young man's Adam's apple twitched again, and the fingers covering the soft belly under the quilt were also a little ready to move.

What kind of gentleman's demeanor, what kind of noble morality, what kind of taking advantage of others... At this time, it is all fart. In his eyes, there are only the people in front of him, and the doubts in his heart.

Pulling his hand out of the quilt, he looked at her, then lifted the quilt to the chest, and looked at the white single dress, the skirt of which tightly covered the bones.The slender hands opened the skirt bit by bit, slowly revealing the exquisite butterfly bones, and then the slightly raised breasts...

... She doesn't even wear a bellyband. Is this really a woman?

After being silent for a long time, this idea slipped into his head, and he was so calm and rational that even he found it incredible.

He didn't know why he accepted the fact that his beloved little junior was a "woman" so calmly, he just felt that his head was so dull that he didn't even have any thoughts.

When he was in doubt, he wanted to prove the suspiciousness of his junior brother's identity, but this boy misled him many times. Just when he was about to believe that his beloved junior brother was a man, he would never become "" "Little Junior Sister", but discovered the truth at this moment...

So, at first, I thought that there was going to be an earth-shattering unrequited love, which would not be tolerated in the world, but in the end, I found out that he had been mistaken about the other party's gender, and after doing a lot of useless work, in the end, he found out that this was someone who could be married back in a fair and honest manner. Is it the girl who was ravaged like this?

Damn Wen Yanping, you have misled me so hard!
Zhaoguang hurriedly went to the nearby town to invite the doctor back to the villa, and then anxiously went to the wing room where Young Master Wen lived and knocked on the door.

"Master, the doctor has been invited."

There was no sound from inside.

Just when Illuminati was wondering if he didn't hear it, and if he wanted to speak again, the door opened.

When he saw the man standing at the door with a ferocious face, a ferocious smile, and bloody ferocious eyes, Zhaoguang's voice was choked in his throat, and he almost choked himself half to death.

This, this... who messed with the young master?Could it be that Master Wen is seriously ill?Is the young master finally evil?

"Zhaoguang, the doctor is no longer needed, let him go back."

Then, the door closed again in front of him.

"..."

Illuminati mechanically wiped off the rain on his face, and left mechanically.

(End of this chapter)