Because it was raining outside and the weather was getting colder, Shen Nanbao stayed in bed for two days. After lying down, his body became tired and heavy, and he couldn't sleep at night.
When Feng Yue invaded early and brought the medicine, Shen Nanbao was still looking at his master and yawning.
"Yesterday, the window was cracked somewhere, and the wind blew and tossed me all night long. At dawn, the wind finally gave up and was willing to let me go. On the other side of the wall, there are horse hooves, broken car hubs, and other things. Look at me, I'm so green now...I can't see anyone anymore."
Fengyue poured out the medicine as usual, baring her teeth and smiling in the billowing mist of medicine, "How can I say this, you look good even in beggar's clothes!"
With that said, the medicine was handed over.
Shen Nanbao took it, raised his head and drank it clean. He handed the empty cup to Feng Yue, took out a dark blue brocade handkerchief from his armpit and tucked it into his mouth. His clear eyes looked out the window.
The thin sun was breaking through the thick clouds, spreading light and shadow evenly everywhere in the courtyard, making the rain foam scatter on the ground like grains of salt.
There is water on the ground, one deep and one shallow. You might as well step on it, otherwise water stains as big as green coins will splash on your trouser legs and the corners of your robe.
Shen Nan Baowu was so fascinated that he couldn't help but lift the quilt to get up. Feng Yue, who had put down the empty lamp, saw this and hurriedly helped her back to the bed, "Be careful to freeze! It's not that good in the first place."
With that said, he tucked Shen Nanbao into bed.
Shen Nanbao put his sleeve into his sleeve, and his fingertips leisurely circled the stubble exposed inside, his tone was also leisurely.
"I don't feel the pain after drinking the medicine for a long time. If I don't feel the pain this time, I feel that the medicine has no effect. If I think about it carefully, it seems to have no effect. Otherwise, I have been dying for so many days, why can't I get better?"
Fengyue snorted, "This is not because of the medicine, it's because you didn't sleep well, sister. Take a closer look, who is sick like you and can't sleep well in the middle of the night?"
Shen Nan Baodao also nodded, but then shook his head, "It's none of my business. I'm not tired after being shut up in my room all day long. If I'm going to be drowsy, why don't I go out for a walk and have a good time?" Get some air, maybe you can turn around and kick your feet off and fall asleep."
Fengyue rolled her eyes outwards, then pouted and said, "It's not that I don't want you to go out, it's the master who gave the order, telling you not to leave the hospital."
Talking about this, Shen Nanbao had mixed feelings. Since that day, she suddenly fell ill and had not seen him. His orders came one by one.
What's wrong with being ill and staying in bed for the rest of your life?
What's the point of being sick and having a good life?
Anyway, she was not allowed to go out.
Dare to be kind and treat her as his bird. This is the cage he built, and he shackled her here with anklets like sick.
As I was thinking to myself, a series of footsteps came from outside the partition. Before I could figure out who it was, the partition was suddenly pushed open, letting in a cool breeze that made the tung oil-covered window paper rustle.
Shen Nanbao couldn't help but tighten his collar, and when he looked up, he saw several maids walking in carrying trays.
Lu Kui followed closely, passed over the servants, and knelt down to Shen Nanbao by the bed.
"Sister, this is the ready-made garment you asked me to make that day. Take a look at the style and see if you like it. If you like it, keep it. If you don't like it, send it back and have someone make it again."
Shen Nanbao asked: "Where is Fang Guan?"
Lu Kui said: "I was called by Manager Ji, and I don't know what to do."
Fengyue snorted and laughed, "We have never known what she did, but now that she is back in her own place, she naturally has nothing to hide."
Lu Kui has been here for such a long time and has looked around inside and out. When she heard this, she looked over and said, "Anyway, it won't hurt my sister if she does anything. You don't care whether she keeps the secret or not." ?”
After hearing this, Feng Yue stopped talking.
Lu Kui then continued what she had just said and smiled at Shen Nanbao, "Sister, can you take a look?"
Shen Nanbao glanced at the people standing in a row, then looked at the gauze curtain hanging silently around the bed. His ten fingers at the tip of the bamboo shoot were stretched out, and he shrank inward, covering himself. Strictly true.
"It doesn't matter whether it looks good or not, whether it's gorgeous or pale. It's all foreign objects on the left and right. I only care about what he said about entering the family tree. Didn't he take a bath yesterday? Why didn't he appoint someone to inform me?"
Lu Kui's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she couldn't find any reason at the moment, "I think it's because the master's official duties are huge..."
These words made Shen Nanbao laugh, and he was moved by the glittering silver thread on the quilt.
"He said yes twice, and that was it last time. This time it was the day after tomorrow. Why are you talking so loudly?"
Lu Kui said nothing, and everything was very quiet for a while. Only the iron horse at the corner of the eaves was still clanging, swaying in the white rain, whining, like the tragic whistle of a war horse.
However, one of the standing servants said, "I think you are busy playing with Miss Zheng Er from the Middle School."
Shen Nanbao was startled, and his body slowly froze.
The servant didn't seem to notice, but kept talking, "No matter how frequently our lord has been with Mr. Zheng recently, he said that he was born with Mr. Zheng, Yuxiu, and he is so generous. Whose son can't see it?" How about pity? I think it is in line with our adults' wishes, so even if my sister is sick these days, you will accompany me out every day. "
Only then did Lu Kui react and cursed for being too talkative.
Fengyue stopped her, pointed to the extremely popular person and asked, "Why are you, the second girl from Zhongshu Sheren, better informed than me? You know everything that I don't know?"
The servant was frightened by Lu Kui just now. Sheng Shengzhen held the tray but said nothing.
When Feng Yue saw this, her face turned red and she was about to scold her. Lu Kui quickly grabbed her and pointed her eyes at Shen Nanbao who was getting off the bed.
Feng Yue's face was full of anger, like a harrier that had lost its thread, and disappeared in an instant. She hurriedly sat down on the edge of the bed, "Sister, don't listen or believe it, this is not true."
As she spoke, the hand on Shen Nanbao's arm shook.
Shen Nanbao swayed like a curtain. As she swayed, she saw the hazy skylight filtering through the tung oil paper, leaving nothing behind on the Kang table near the window.
There is a small quilt lying quietly on the table, with a finished mandarin duck embroidered on the green silk surface.
In the dim light, the mandarin duck seemed to be alive, flying away from Xiaobang and flying into the air.
Shen Nanbao felt that he was just like that mandarin duck, floating there, fluttering and hanging alone.
She suddenly felt a little cold. She crossed her hands and hugged her neck. The hands were cold and she could not help but tremble when she pressed them against her.
Fengyue asked: "Sister, are you cold?"
Seeing this, Lu Kui asked the servants to put down the trays and shooed them away, then went to close the windows one by one, and also shut down the pitter-pattering sounds.
Only then did Shen Nanbao hear his own voice, which was intermittent, like a gray and light eavesdropper.
“It’s late autumn—it’s time to get cold.”
Then a pair of twisted hands appeared in front of his eyes. He pulled out a corner of the brocade handkerchief from his fingers and weighed it in front of Shen Nanbao's eyes, making his eyes clear for an instant.
Only then did Shen Nanbao realize that it was not her hands that were twisted but that she was crying.
Fengyue's mournful voice sounded in her ears, "Sister, it may not be true, it's just nonsense."
Shen Nanbao touched his face with his hands, and when he lifted it up, his palms were wet, and his mouth was shaking violently as if he had a hot candle in his mouth.
"Whether it is true or not, what difference does it make? I would rather it be true. If she does this, he will let go. I will be my second Miss Xiao, and he will be his Young Master Xiao..."
However, a pair of hands couldn't help but put it on his lips.
The coldness of the fingertips made the lips become warmer and warmer, so warm that the kiss that day melted and was rejuvenated.
In a daze, she smelled his scent again, the slightly astringent styrax, with the unique taste, flowing from her lips and veins into her throat, into her belly, flowing through her limbs and bones, making her whole body feel sore.
Shen Nanbao moved his hands to shake off such sour feelings, but he shook off those memories, and Xiao Yichen's voice suddenly pierced into his mind.
"Fifth girl, please be my wife!"
"Fifth girl, I regret it."
"Do you still like me?"
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Shen Nanbao pressed her forehead against it, her hand trembling violently on her forehead. The exposed threads of her armholes rubbed against her face, and her body seemed to be sprinkled with countless broken porcelain, everywhere. Sharp pain.
She couldn't stand it anymore, so she got off the bed with her bare feet, and opened the door suddenly amid the horrified expressions of Feng Yue and Lu Kui.
The cold wind carrying the fragrance of green grass and mud suddenly hit Shen Nanbao's face.
Behind them were the frightened voices of Feng Yue and Lu Kui, and in their ears was the sound of clothes being blown by the wind.
Shen Nanbao felt that the wind was like a flock of birds, getting into the hem of her skirt, getting into her cuffs...everywhere, and then flapping their wings in it, urging her to walk faster and faster.
The rain scraped across her face, like a knife, and it hurt. She brushed it away, but found that it was hot and her tears.
She ignored it and let go of her hand to cross the moon gate.
Fengyue and Lukui finally caught up and grabbed her, "Sister! Where are you going?"
Shen Nanbao was confused about this question for a moment. She didn't know where she was going, but her mouth spoke for her first, "I want to find him. I want to ask him if he is true."
Fengyue has no idea. She has never seen such a sister. In her impression, she is always calm, calm and orderly. How has she ever been like this?
Fengyue looked at Lu Kui in panic.
As for Lu Kui, she has known things for so long, and she probably understands the difficulty of love. Otherwise, why would love be the most difficult disaster among so many difficulties?
Lu Kui softened her voice and said, "Sister, let's go back first and change into dry clothes. Wait for the rain to stop a little, and then the kids can go and ask if the master is at the house. Will you go later?"
Shen Nanbao didn't say anything. She looked quietly at the eaves, where the accumulated water fell like broken beads, and sparkling lights fell.
The light fell into her eyes and filled her eyes with tears. With tears in her eyes, she couldn't help but smile, "He won't be here, he went with someone else."
