Ji Mao's injuries were not minor. Shen Lianqing wanted to go to the village to wake up the old doctor but he didn't give him any. Finally, she found a lot of medicine in the kitchen next door to the familiar Fu Qu. Shen Lianqing didn't understand what kind of medicine it was. , all of them were given to Ji Mao.
On the third day, Fu Qu came back from outside and was slightly surprised to see Yaodu Ji Mao in a mess.
When he came back, Shen Lianqing had just finished applying the medicine to Ji Mao, and her hands were still dark. Fu Qu watched her wash her hands several times, and then he followed her for the last time and used the remaining water to warm her hands.
He wiped it clean inside and out from the palm to the back of his hand with a dry towel. While wiping it, he asked, "What have you done recently? Why are you injured like this?"
The question was asked to the two of them, but he was looking at Ji Mao. What kind of inhuman torture did Shen Lianqing inflict on him to make him look like this? Are they having so much fun on ChUang?
Ji Mao lowered his head and said nothing. Shen Lianqing pinched him on the side with a look of disdain, "Oh, it's not like he overestimated his ability and fought with others outside. He couldn't beat them and came back injured."
Tsk.
Fu Qu looked around Ji Mao and saw that he didn't refute Shen Lianqing at all. He couldn't help but think about the authenticity of Shen Lianqing's words. However, it did not rule out that because of his personality, he had no respect for Shen Lianqing. Refuted.
fair enough.
Ji Mao is injured. Just rest well in the next few days and let him take care of Shen Lianqing.
"sister in law."
Fu Qu held her hand, with gentleness hidden in his cold eyebrows, "Huaijin is not here these days, but can't you eat or sleep well?"
"Yeah!" Shen Lianqing nodded fiercely. Although Ji Mao still did all the work after he was injured, she gave him some medicine, but it was still hard work!
She shook Fu Qu's hand back without showing any timidity, "Why don't you hurry up and cook me a big meal."
"Of course." Fu Qu smiled.
Ji Maung looked at them as if no one else was around him. He was wearing a coat and stood between them to separate them. The loose straps hung in front of his chest, barely covering his eight-pack abs.
Shen Lianqing's displeasure at being knocked away faded away when her eyes fell on his chest. She slapped it and squeezed it, "Why are you standing in front of me?"
Ji Maung said expressionlessly, "I'm hungry."
"You're hungry, you're hungry..." Shen Lianqing suddenly got stuck. What does his being hungry have to do with her? What should he do standing in front of her? She doesn't know how to cook.
Fu Qu calmly moved his body around behind Shen Lianqing and held her hand again, "Brother Ji, go and eat when you are hungry. Don't stand in front of my sister-in-law."
Shen Lianqing was thinking about how to scold Ji Mao, but was startled by his sudden voice. She glared at him sideways and punched him angrily, "Don't be so mysterious!"
"Um."
Fu Qu also imitated Ji Mao's gentle responses, which were obedient and gentle. Ji Mao was still not as shameless as him, and in the end Shen Lianqing followed him.
He was the only one left in the room.
He thought, it doesn't matter. After he takes care of everything, Fu Qu will go to Beijing to take the exam. He has plenty of time.
*
As winter turns to spring, the weather is much less snowy, but the cold wind still blows from time to time. People who want to go out for fun have to stay in a room, wrapped in clothes and warming up by the fire.
Fu Qu took Shen Lianqing to Xishan at this time. Xishan has beautiful mountains, clear waters, and outstanding people. The most famous one is Xishan Academy, which has produced many talents.
Xishan Academy is not far from Jijiacun. In ancient times, it would take about a day for people to walk on two legs from morning to night. Shen Lianqing was unwilling to suffer such hardship, and Fu Qu himself certainly had no intention of walking.
They rented a carriage and arrived at Xishan. Fu Qu had already prepared the yard and other things for her.
The courtyard has three entrances and five exits, not to mention pavilions, gardens, rockeries and small ponds.
As soon as she entered, the decorations at the door were all reliefs, which looked lifelike at first glance. Fu Qu led him to introduce her to the things in the yard, which also included servants.
Shen Lianqing listened with great interest. In order to appear less of a country bumpkin when she met the servant sweeping the floor, she puffed up her chest, looked straight and pretended to nod, as if she was accustomed to everything, but in fact she didn't hear a word of what Fu Qu said.
When the two arrived at the room, Shen Lianqing pushed the door open and entered. The room was filled with gauze and exquisitely carved windows. The corner of the wall where the windows and pillars were next to each other faced the door. The light and location were very conspicuous.
There is a long footstool with the four corners tilted up, and a purple sandalwood-colored round low porcelain jar is placed on it. Purple-red chrysanthemums extend from it, some are long or short, and green leaves are inlaid in it, which is very consistent with the color of the whole room. Coordinated, looks noble and cool.
Shen Lianqing opened the gauze curtain, and Fu Qu closed the door at the back door and followed her in.
Shen Lianqing looked inside and saw that a lot of thought had been put into the bed and bedding. The red bird, magpie, fruit flowers and leaves were embroidered on the bedding to create a winter scene of snowbirds pecking at fruits.
The bedding was also very comfortable to the touch. Shen Lianqing couldn't help but burst into tears when she thought that this was where she would live in the future.
Great, can she live in a place like this?
The little assistant in the space couldn't help but refute her, saying that she had lived there all her life in her previous life.
However, Shen Lianqing completely forgot that she was holding a quilt with a completely different texture from her own, and suddenly asked Fu Qu, "How do you have money?"
She remembered that in the original plot, he was just an ordinary person, but his appearance, talent, and brain were a little outstanding, but the rest was ordinary and his family was impoverished.
She also "checked" for him last time, and it was true that he didn't have much money. How did he buy a yard?
Could it be that he had done something?
She was a very simple and easy-to-understand person, and all her emotions were shown on her face. Fu Qu couldn't help but feel helpless when he looked at her.
He put down the gauze curtain and smiled slightly. His cold eyebrows were as cool and noble as the flowers in the porcelain by the window. He was still so reserved in the rare cold spring. His white clothes were trailing to the ground, his dark hair hanging down his shoulders, and his face was pale. Colorful eyes stared at her, and red lips pressed against hers.
"Since Madam-in-law wants to know, then Huaijin will tell you everything..."
"Huh? Talk nicely, um..."
Thick and thin pieces of clothing were left on the footrest, the dark sandalwood dressing table swayed, and the bright bronze mirror reflected blurry shadows.
