Ding Xiyu hid her lips: "The general's name is Gu Ziyuan, doesn't Jin'er know?"
Xi Jin smiled awkwardly, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and frowned: "In the past, I only heard people mention General Gu's reputation, but I never knew General Gu's name."
"That's it." Ding Xiyu took the clothes and opened them on the table. She looked at them carefully and couldn't help but marveled, "Jin'er, your skills are so good. No wonder the general likes your embroidery so much."
"Miss Ding is overly praised, as long as the general likes her." Xi Jin said modestly.
Doubts abounded in her heart. She didn't expect that General Gu would have the same name as Shangguan Ba. She didn't expect that there would be such a coincidence in the world!
"The general will definitely like it!" Ding Xiyu put the clothes away with care.
He ordered the personal maid on the side: "Xi'er, hurry up and send the clothes to the general."
"Yes, I will send you here right now." Xi'er responded and went out.
"The general likes your embroidery very much. I just saw him wearing the one you embroidered last time. Now it's better. He finally has clothes to change." Ding Xiyu looked at Xi Jin with eyes filled with affection and said with a smile.
"Be careful, Jin'er, please don't refuse!" Ding Xiyu motioned to the maid aside with her eyes, and put a purse filled with silver into Xi Jin's hand.
Xi Jin weighed the silver taels in his hand, fearing that there were as many as fifty taels, and quickly declined: "There is no need for so much, we can only earn a few pennies a day in the workshop."
"You must not be polite to me." Ding Xiyu said with a smile, "Your craftsmanship is worth the money."
Ding Xiyu sighed and said with a low expression: "I, as long as the general likes it, I am willing to pay no matter how much, but there is only so much I can do for the general."
Xi Jin noticed Ding Xiyu's lonely mood and whispered a few words to Lan'er.
Lan'er understood and stood up: "Ms. Ding, when I just walked in, Lan'er saw the flowers in Miss Ding's yard blooming beautifully. I wonder if Lan'er has the honor to take a look."
"Of course." Ding Xiyu told the second-class maid Xue'er beside her, "Go and accompany Miss Lin."
"Yes." Xue'er responded in a low voice.
For a moment, only Ding Xiyu and Xi Jin were left in the room.
"Jin'er, do you still remember what you told me last time?" Ding Xiyu looked at Xi Jin, her eyes full of expectation.
Ever since Xijin told her that day on the mountain, she was full of expectations. If it was true that Xijin said she could lose weight, that would be great.
"Of course." Xi Jin stood up and sat down next to Ding Xiyu, "Let me take your pulse first and then I can prescribe the right medicine."
"Okay." Ding Xiyu stretched out her plump white hand and placed it on the case. Looking at Xi Jin's slender wrist, she laughed at herself, "Look, my wrist can touch both of yours."
"Xiyu, don't think so." When the two of them were alone, Xi Jin changed his name to Ding Xiyu so that the two could get closer.
Xi Jin felt for his pulse and comforted him: "My grandfather always said that love comes from the heart. Everyone should believe in themselves and accept themselves!"
Ding Xiyu looked at Xi Jin's gentle and graceful profile and couldn't help but sigh: "Jin'er, I always feel that you have a temperament that makes me feel very familiar."
Xijin put on Ding Xiyu's sleeves and asked casually: "Who is he?"
"Ziyuan... I mean the general." Ding Xiyu smiled shyly, "He always comforts me like this."
Looking at Ding Xiyu's expression, Xi Jin knew that she must have fallen in love with General Gu.
Just hearing Ding Xiyu mention the word "Ziyuan", Xi Jin couldn't help but think of the deceased Shangguan Ba, and his heart was unavoidable!
"Xiyu, do you have a lot of moisture in your daily life?" Xijin changed the topic, "Such as sticky mouth, swollen eyes, frequent toilet visits, etc.?"
"Yes, you were right." There was a hint of surprise in Ding Xiyu's eyes.
"You have heavy moisture that has accumulated in the internal organs, affecting the movement of body functions. Your spleen and stomach are weak, and your liver fire is strong." Xi Jin said with a look of doubt on his face, "Didn't you ask a doctor to check it before? see?"
"There are not many good doctors in Yazhou, and most of the doctors are men. Skin-to-skin contact is against ethics."
Ding Xiyu sighed and continued: "My mother also asked a doctor for me several times, but the doctor usually took a look through the curtain, prescribed me a bunch of medicine, and told me to take less. My mother would starve me at that time, but after being hungry for a few times, I would want to eat even more. As soon as I opened my mouth to eat, I would gain weight again after losing weight with great difficulty. As time goes on, my body becomes fatter."
"Do you have a pen and paper?"
"Yes, you come with me to the inner room." Ding Xiyu led Xi Jin to the side room.
This is Ding Xiyu's study room, which is warmly and elegantly decorated. There are naive porcelain dolls placed by the window, showing the feelings of a girl everywhere.
"I made you laugh." Ding Xiyu said with a shy face, "I just love playing with these, I think they are very cute."
Ding Xiyu took a porcelain doll and showed it to Xi Jin: "Look, isn't it cute?"
"It's really cute, but..." Xi Jin looked at the porcelain doll in Ding Xiyu's hand, with a trace of doubt on his face. Ding Xiyu is the daughter of the governor, why...
"You can see it too." Ding Xiyu said in frustration, "I knew that I couldn't hide it from you, a young lady from Beijing. These are all imitations."
"This genuine porcelain doll is produced by the best porcelain workshop in Beijing. It is called "Perfect". Very few are produced every year. I also have one."
"So Jin'er, you also like this? We are really destined, we even like the same things." Ding Xiyu happily held Xi Jin's arm.
Xi Jin smiled slightly. Her porcelain doll was a gift from Shangguan Ba in the past. They had one for each of them, and they still keep it in Xi Jin's boudoir.
"Jin'er, what kind of paper did you just say you wanted?" Ding Xiyu rummaged around on the desk in the room and said awkwardly, "I don't usually like to read and practice calligraphy, but just because the general liked it, I bought some to show off. Xi'er is not here, I don't even know where to put it?"
Xi Jin covered her lips and smiled, this Miss Ding is really good-natured.
Seeing that she couldn't find it after searching for a long time, Xi Jin stepped forward and rummaged through it, and soon found a few pieces of rice paper on the edge of the desk.
"You actually found it faster than me." Ding Xiyu said in surprise.
"It's just my placement habit. I didn't expect Xi'er to be the same as me." Xi Jin sat down with a smile, "I'll give you two prescriptions to remove moisture first."
As Xi Jin spoke, he began to grind ink and write the prescription.
"Actually, it's not Xi'er's fault." Ding Xiyu murmured.
Her desk was actually organized for her by Gu Ziyuan, who couldn't stand it anymore.
Now that she takes a closer look, Xi Jin's behavior feels more and more familiar to her. Are all people from Beijing like this?
Or……
