Looking at Lu Ling's neither humble nor arrogant appearance, and with the master's orders, who dares not to obey?
So, in less than a quarter of an hour, all the servants of the Song Mansion Bai Lai gathered in the courtyard and stood in a large crowd.
There was no sign of retreat on Lu Ling's face. Instead, she increasingly displayed the demeanor of a matriarch of a wealthy family.
The day was busy from dusk to late at night. Only then did Lu Ling punish those who deserved punishment, reward those who deserved rewards, and roughly changed a few positions.
By the time I returned to Qingfengyuan, washed up and went to bed, it was already midnight.
Early the next morning, as soon as Lu Ling opened his eyes, Haitang said, "Miss, Doctor Chu is waiting to treat you."
Lu Ling thought of Mr. Song's concern yesterday, so he did not refuse, washed up and waited in the room.
Dr. Chu has come to the Song family dozens of times in the past three years, always to treat Lu Ling.
This time I came in by a familiar route.
Being in his own courtyard was not as good as outside, so Lu Ling still lowered the curtain, only half of his lotus arm was exposed.
Before he could feel Lu Ling's pulse, Doctor Chu said, "I saw the young lady yesterday and she looked pretty good."
He said with a kind smile.
Lu Ling said: "Thanks to Dr. Chu for the past three years."
Dr. Chu politely stretched out his hand to feel her pulse.
Even though he was wearing a handkerchief, when Dr. Chu touched Lu Ling's skin, he was still startled by the cold touch.
After feeling for the pulse for a long time, but no problem was found, Dr. Chu couldn't help but asked doubtfully: "Madam, your pulse is stable and your body is well, but your hands are cold. May I ask if you are feeling unwell, Madam?"
Lu Ling smiled and said: "Everything is fine. I just don't know why my whole body is cold, but I have adapted to it."
Doctor Chu pinched his beard and thought for a long time, then said: "I have been practicing medicine for forty years, and this is the first time I have seen the young lady's condition."
"Dr. Lauchu has taken the trouble."
Doctor Chu stood up. He said, "Young madam, you are too polite to allow me to go back and study ancient books for a few days." After that, he left.
Haitang opened the curtain and Lu Ling stood up. Haitang couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Miss, I've been curious as to why your body has been cold during this time. Miss, are you really not feeling any discomfort?"
His face was full of worry.
Lu Ling comforted her: "Don't worry, am I stupid if I don't tell you that I'm not feeling well?"
"Then I'll make a bowl of ginger soup for you every day from now on."
Lu Ling shook his head: "No need, that's useless."
Haitang was helpless.
Lu Ling suddenly asked: "Is my uncle back?"
Haitang said: "I came back before dawn, and I'm in the study now."
Lu Ling thought for a while and said, "I'll go take a look."
Haitang quickly found a white cloak with plum blossoms embroidered on the bottom and put it on her, and then they went to Song Wenzhou's study together.
Lu Ling was surprised when he suddenly saw Song Wenzhou.
Because he looked tired and sleepy, and his eyes were a little blue, obviously he hadn't slept all night.
"Husband is busy?"
Song Wenzhou turned his head and saw Lu Ling's smiling white face. He hurriedly closed the account book in his hand, seeming a little panicked.
He stood up and smiled stiffly: "Not busy."
Lu Ling walked straight up, tilted his head and glanced at the account book that he had deliberately covered with his hand, and asked, "Husband, what are you looking at?"
Song Wenzhou hurriedly walked to the table, blocked the account books behind him, and said, "These are the account books sent by the Song family's shop and Zhuangzi."
"Really?" Lu Ling blinked.
Song Wenzhou shouted outside the study: "Yu Qing, make some tea!"
As he spoke, he walked up to Lu Ling and reached out to hold her arm.
But as soon as his hand touched her arm, she was wrapped in a cold feeling.
Song Wenzhou didn't care so much, but still pulled Lu Ling out of the study and walked into the main room. As he walked, he said, "Ling'er, I went to the shop on the weekend and saw a hairpin that I thought was particularly suitable for you, so I Brought it back to you."
Lu Ling walked with his hand, taking small steps and having to quicken his pace.
After Lu Ling sat down on the couch, Yu Qing came in with hot tea. Song Wenzhou said, "You go out first. The young lady and I have something to say."
Yu Qing glanced at Lu Ling and retreated with an unhappy look on her face.
Song Wenzhou walked into the inner room, took out a box, opened it and handed it to Lu Ling.
"See if you like it?"
Lu Ling raised his eyelids and glanced at Song Wenzhou, then looked down at the golden hairpin inlaid with a ruby in the box, but did not reach out to take it.
"Husband, after three years of marriage, you don't even know what jewelry Ling'er likes?"
When Song Wenzhou heard this, he retracted his hand angrily, put the box on the table, and said, "My husband was careless."
Lu Ling twitched the corner of his mouth and whispered: "I'm afraid he has put his heart in other places that shouldn't be placed."
"What did you say?"
Song Wenzhou didn't hear clearly, but he vaguely felt that something was wrong and asked quickly.
Lu Ling stopped talking and changed the subject: "Husband, when I got married to you, my father gave my family's candle business as a dowry. However, since I entered the Song family, I have been in poor health and have been asking my husband to help take care of it. , now I feel that my energy is much better, but I would like to see how this industry has made money in recent years."
Song Wenzhou's hand shook as he picked up the tea cup, and a little of the tea spilled out.
Lu Ling blinked and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this industry?"
Song Wenzhou quickly put down his tea cup, shook his head and said, "No, the candle industry has been very good in recent years. Madam, if you want to see it, I will bring you the account book another day."
"Oh? Didn't your husband just look at the account book of the candle industry?"
"No... of course not."
He shook his head.
Lu Ling smiled faintly: "By the way, I forgot to tell my husband. Yesterday, my mother went to the Buddhist temple to worship our ancestors. My father asked my husband and I to take care of the family affairs for the time being."
When Song Wenzhou heard this, his expression immediately became unnatural.
Although he tried his best to smile, Lu Ling could still feel his displeasure.
Lu Ling just pretended not to know.
"I already know."
As soon as Song Wenzhou came back, Yu Qing vividly recounted what happened yesterday.
After listening to this, Song Wenzhou felt an increasing sense of crisis.
"By the way, husband, don't forget the two boys that my father asked you to deal with the day before yesterday. They are still locked in the stable. They have been hungry for a day. If they continue to be hungry, something will happen."
When Song Wenzhou heard this, his expression became increasingly grim, and he couldn't hold back the smile on his face. The coldness in his eyes that only appeared in front of Lu Ling was unabashedly revealed.
He said coldly: "You don't need to remind me."
Inexplicably, he felt that he was a head shorter than Lu Ling, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.
He instinctively felt that this Lu Ling was here to get back what originally belonged to her.
No, she got the housekeeping rights of the Song family with just a few words.
