Haitang hurried over, patted her shoulder, and sat down side by side with her: "Xin Yi, what's wrong with you?"
Xin Yi raised his eyes that were red from crying and glanced at Haitang, feeling even more sad.
Haitang quickly asked: "Did someone in the house bully you?"
Xin Yi snorted and turned his head again.
Haitang quickly pulled her hand over and held it, asking in a gentle voice: "What's wrong? You told me that we grew up together, do you still want to hide something from me?"
Xin Yi stood up and wiped his tears, bit his lower lip, as if he had been thinking for a long time, and then said: "Begonia, there is indeed something on my mind, but I can't tell you."
When Haitang heard this, he became more and more curious about what was going on in her heart, so he wrapped his hands around her and kept asking questions.
Unexpectedly, this girl has a tight mouth and won't let go no matter what she asks.
In the end, she was angry at Haitang's question. She threw away Haitang's hand, stood up and wiped her tears, saying, "Don't ask anymore, I won't tell you no matter what." Suddenly, she thought of something, and she added, "Ms. Don’t you need me?”
Haitang shook his head: "Miss Cai just said that I don't need to serve you today."
Xin Yi's bright eyes rolled, and then begged: "Go and look after my wife for me, okay?"
Haitang tilted his head and asked her, "What are you going to do?"
Xin Yi bit her lip slightly and said coquettishly: "Can you help me?"
"Madam is also my master, of course I have to guard her."
After that, Haitang got up and went to Mrs. Lu's yard.
Xin Yi stood under the tree for a long time, and then walked to the east wing.
When he came to the door, he saw Lu Cheng rummaging for something in the study, and the sky was filled with dust.
She held the hem of her clothes tightly and walked over. When she saw Lu Cheng's back to her, he suddenly turned around the next second and caught her eyes unexpectedly.
Her heart skipped a beat, but Lu Cheng pursed his lips and smiled, revealing two strange dimples:
"Xin Yi, come and help me."
"...Oh, okay young master."
She walked over to Lu Cheng, who was busy arranging the books and said without raising his head: "Help me clean all these books. They have been left untouched for too long and now they are all gathering dust."
Xin Yi quickly found a handkerchief, squatted in front of a pile of books, and quietly raised his eyes to look at Lu Cheng's side face. Seeing that he had a serious look on his face, he completely forgot about scolding him in the morning.
The annoyance in Xin Yi's heart was swept away, and Haitang couldn't get into a good mood for a quarter of an hour. This moment was like spring.
She carefully wiped the books one by one and piled them on her right hand side.
Lu Cheng took the book out of the box and asked, "Is your mother okay?"
Xin Yi nodded quickly: "Haitang is holding it there, I'll see if the young master wants to wait."
Lu Cheng suddenly turned to look at her and said with a smile: "I really wish you were here. These books are all needed for me to take the college exam next year. I thought I wouldn't read them again in the future, but I didn't expect my sister to support me. So I found them again."
Xin Yi said with a smile: "These books are the master's treasures. Is the master afraid that other maids might be clumsy and break your books, so he took care of them himself?"
"Yes, among the maids in the house, there is no one as careful as you."
When Xin Yi heard this, he suddenly remembered what happened in the morning and lowered his head with some remorse.
Lu Cheng stopped what he was doing, turned to look at Xin Yi, and then said apologetically: "Xin Yi, what happened this morning was my fault. You are already very tired from taking care of your mother. My mother ran away to leave the scissors by herself. I took it from the yard. I should blame those who failed to watch my mother, and I shouldn’t be angry at you."
As Xin Yi listened, the light in her eyes became brighter and brighter. It wasn't until Lu Cheng shut her mouth and looked at her face that she realized what she was doing. She quickly shook her head and said, "Master, you don't have to apologize. I neglected my duty by not taking good care of my wife." Already..."
Lu Cheng interrupted her with a worried look: "Fortunately, my mother caught the scissors instead of the kitchen knife, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."
Xin Yi said: "Yes, last time Madam got scissors and pricked your wrist like this. This time I accidentally hurt Miss..."
As she spoke, she looked at Lu Cheng's wrist, as if she could see the hideous scars inside through the sleeve.
Lu Cheng turned to look at her again: "Xin Yi, you must be more careful in the future. I am very worried that my mother will have an accident."
Xin Yi nodded vigorously: "For your safety, I will pay attention to your condition day and night."
Lu Cheng smiled and said, "If you keep looking at your mother day and night without rest, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on for more than two days before you fall down."
Xin Yi felt warm in his heart when he heard this, and couldn't help but lower his head and smile.
Over there, Lu Ling wrote a letter and sent it to the Weizhou government office to Master Song.
She said in the letter that she was injured at the Lu family and was unable to move. She could not return to Weicheng for the time being and asked Mr. Lu to call Song Wenzhou back to Weicheng.
Her plan was that when Song Wenzhou returned to the Song family, she would go to the capital in person.
The reason why Song Wenzhou was not allowed to know was because Lu Ling was afraid that he would cause trouble in secret and prevent him from going to Beijing.
If that famous doctor was really here and had really good medical skills, she would invite him back to treat her mother no matter what.
If the doctor is not there, then I will visit the capital again.
In such a big place, the capital of a country, she didn't believe that no one could cure her mother's illness.
After making plans, she decided to temporarily stay at the Lu family for five or six days. Firstly, she would wait for Song Wenzhou to return to Weicheng. Secondly, she would go to Zhuangzi, where candles, ink and tea were produced. Thirdly, during these five or six days, her The injury can be healed a lot, and then it won't be so strenuous to go to the capital.
In the afternoon, Butler Du and his servants presented all the Lu family's account books for the past three years to Lu Ling.
"Uncle Du, you have worked hard to take care of the Lu family's business these past two years."
Butler Du lowered his head with a kind look and said with a smile: "Miss, this is what I should do. When the master was here, he was not kind to me. It's just that my ability is not good enough and I have failed to live up to the expectations of the young master."
Lu Ling smiled lightly and said, "There is hard work without credit."
After Butler Du left, Lu Ling looked at the account books piled up like a mountain, and couldn't help but press his temples, thinking to himself, forget it, it's impossible to recuperate...
When Haitang came back from Mrs. Lu's yard in the middle of the night, she was shocked to see that the lights in Lu Ling's room were still on.
When she entered the room, she saw Lu Ling still lying in front of the table with squinting eyes and looking at the account books with a tired face. She felt extremely distressed. She walked over and forcibly closed the book in front of her and said, "Miss, your injury is not healed yet. How can you be like this?" Staying up late does a lot of harm to your body!"
Lu Ling raised his head, yawned and asked, "What time is it?"
Haitang helped her untie her bun and replied: "It's almost time to be ugly!"
Lu Ling sighed, pointed to the account books she found and said, "Don't touch those two books, otherwise my day's work will be in vain!"
Haitang quickly took out the two account books and put them aside, helped Lu Ling to sleep on the bed, and helped Lu Ling change the medicine on his left hand. When he raised his eyes again, Lu Ling had already fallen asleep.
