Chapter 1078 Li Shu is sick
In the feudal era, men and women were not close to each other, and people in the melons and fields had to avoid suspicion. What's more, it is late at night, and sister-in-law is the most likely to be spread with scandalous news. What "sister-in-law, half-hearted" Folk proverbs such as "a sister-in-law's ass and balls are half as good as her brother-in-law's" are often heard, so it is natural to pay attention to avoid suspicion. Of course, the most important thing is that Zhu Ping'an is eager to return home and can't wait to see Li Shu. So Zhu Pingan just nodded and said "It's me", then turned and walked into the Jingxiang Garden.
"Then, that's Uncle Wuwu???" Jinque opened his mouth, stared blankly at Zhu Ping'an's back as he disappeared into the Jingxiang Garden, revealing his full expression. Disbelief expression on face.
"It seems so." Yin Ge nodded blankly, as if his whole body had been struck by lightning.
After speaking, the two girls looked at each other and further confirmed their opinions from each other's expressions. Then their four eyes opened wider and wider, "Ah, the fifth uncle was released from prison so soon? ! ”
This young lady is naturally beautiful, but he didn’t even look at this young lady. Huh, he’s in a hurry to be reincarnated. I’m not a hundred times prettier than that sick cat!
The sixth lady just nodded when she saw Zhu Pingan, He hurriedly entered the Jingxiang Garden without even looking at himself, and almost broke the handkerchief in his hand.
"Get out of jail, get out of jail, what's all the fuss about!"
Miss Sixth had a gloomy face, glared at the two girls angrily, and grabbed a handful of handkerchiefs with her little hands. , stomped his feet hard, bit his teeth and punched the two girls, then walked away with a waist.
Miss, you were more surprised than us just now. Jinque and Yinge hid their words in their hearts and hurriedly chased after them.
"What a strong smell of soup?"
I didn't notice the smell of soup at first. When Zhu Ping'an entered the gate of Jingxiang Garden, a strong smell of soup hit his face. It was difficult not to notice it.
"Who is sick?"
Boiling Chinese medicine means that someone is sick. Thinking of this, Zhu Ping'an's heart tightened and his steps accelerated. A few points.
Walking into the courtyard, Zhu Pingan saw the little maid Hua'er coming out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of steamed buns.
"Hua'er, who is this soup for?" Zhu Ping'an hurriedly stepped forward and asked, his heart already in his throat.
"Uncle, this soup is for the young lady." Hua'er, the little maid of Baozi heard Zhu Pingan's question, nodded her head and replied. After she finished answering, she felt something was wrong. See I looked at myself, at the soup and medicine, and then at Zhu Ping'an then reacted and cried out excitedly, almost spilling the decoction in his hand. Unfortunately, Li Shu always ranked first in Hua'er's heart, and Hua'er regarded the decoction as If it was life, that's why it was not spilled, but the whole I was so excited that I couldn't speak coherently, "Ah, uncle. It's uncle!!! Uncle, are you back?!"
"I gave it to Sister Li!"
When Zhu Pingan heard the painting The son said that the decoction was boiled for Li Shu, and his throat My heart almost jumped out of my throat, my face suddenly turned pale, and my palms were sweating with worry and fear. Without saying a word, I ran to the bedroom. When the fast little maid Hua'er of Baozi came to her senses, she saw All he saw was Zhu Ping'an's back disappearing into the house.
"Uncle, wait for me..." Hua'er, the little maid of Baozi, held the decoction in her hands and started running to catch up without even catching up.
In midsummer, the nights are slightly cool. Before going to bed, people usually open the windows to let in the wind and cool down the heat in the house. However, the doors and windows of the master bedroom in Jingxiang Garden are closed, and a plum red felt curtain is hung at the door, lest there be a little The wind came in, making the temperature inside the master bedroom several degrees higher than outside, and even the smell of the soup was much stronger than outside.
In the master bedroom.
Li Shu was half-lying on a six-poster bed with huanghuali clusters and cloud patterns, horseshoe legs, leaning on a plum blossom embroidered cushion behind her. All the pillows and other cool stuff have been removed, and there is an extra mattress than before, with a double mandarin duck quilt, and a pine flower-colored butterfly embroidered quilt is added to the white pajamas.
Li Shu's usually rosy and charming face was now a little sickly pale, and she looked like the sickly beauty Sister Lin.
Qin'er knelt down in front of the bed, gently rubbing Li Shu's shoulders with her small hands. There were three girls waiting in the room.
"Miss, the soup is almost ready. If you eat this today, you can ask Dr. Zhang for a follow-up visit tomorrow." Qin'er gently rubbed Li Shu's shoulders while whispering.
"The medicine prescribed by Uncle Zhang is bitter and unpleasant... I really don't want to drink it..." Li Shu frowned when she heard that she was going to drink the medicine.
"Miss, good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease. Even if you don't do it for yourself, you have to do it for..." Qin'er advised.
Just when Qin'er was persuading Li Shu, the curtain of the master bedroom was opened, and Zhu Pingan strode in.
"That girl is so frizzy. Don't you know that young lady can't be exposed to the wind? If it affects young lady's recovery, please be careful..."
When Qin'er heard the noise, she turned around angrily, ready to see which girl was so careless and wanted to give her a lesson. She had told her so many times that she couldn't be exposed to the wind, yet she still opened the door so wide. .
As soon as Qin'er turned her head, she saw Zhu Pingan striding over with a worried look on his face. He was stunned for a moment, then immediately recognized Zhu Pingan, and then he was stunned and mouthed. All the words in it are stuck.
"Sister Li, why are you sick? Where do you feel uncomfortable? Is it serious?" Zhu Pingan was anxious and worried. As soon as he entered the door, he went straight to Li Shu and knelt down on the bed to help Li Shu rub her Qin'er, who was holding her shoulders, squeezed aside.
Li Shu was facing the bedroom door. She saw Zhu Pingan at the first moment. Although Zhu Pingan had a stubble and his clothes were shabby, Zhu Pingan just opened the door curtain and no one had come in yet. Li Shu Zhu Pingan was recognized at a glance.
“Brother Zhu.”
Seeing Zhu Ping'an return safely, Li Shu's sickly pale pretty face couldn't help but add a touch of color.
"Brother Zhu, why are you like this? You have lost weight...Brother Zhu, you have suffered in prison..."
Li Shu looked at Zhu Pingan's face and sighed. With his stubble and shabby clothes, tears suddenly flowed down his face. He stretched out his little hand to touch Zhu Ping'an's rough face, and the tears on Li Shu's pretty face became even more intense.
"I'm fine, I haven't suffered at all. I ate well and slept soundly in the prison, not to mention how nourished my life was. Really, if the Holy Spirit released me so early, I would I still can’t bear to leave." Zhu Pingan held Li Shu’s little hand and comforted Li Shu with a smile on his face.
“You lied.”
Li Shu burst into tears and laughed, crying in anger. (End of this chapter)