The lady who is a miracle doctor arrives and makes the general blush and his heart beats

The next day.

The hour is about to pass, and the flowers are lifting up the light purple gauze. My eyes are dim and there is a chill on my back.

Sanqiao pushed the door open and came in, put down the copper basin at hand, and came over to Yingying.

Hua Fushu put on her clothes and said, "Sanqiao, is it raining outside?"

Sanqiao went to the closet to get the clothes Hua Fushu would wear today, "It's drizzling and the sky is a bit cold. Girl, you should wear more clothes to avoid catching a cold."

Hua Fushu stood up and sighed, "The rain came too late. The Shangsi Festival is coming soon, and the east and west markets are busy. I still want to go and have fun."

Sanqiao took the clothes and went over, "My girl, don't even think about going out. You have forgotten what day it is and who you want to come back."

Hua Fushu then remembered what Ye Zelin said, but she was so angry with the old guy the day before yesterday. The old guy must have a grudge. If she really went to greet the old guy, the old guy would definitely cause trouble for her.

"It's Ye Zelin's grandfather, not my grandfather. Why should I go to see him? Besides, that old guy is not easy to mess with."

Sanqiao reminded: "That's what I have to say. Girl, don't forget that you are still the wife of the Ye family. She is the wife of the young general of the Ye family. It is inappropriate for you not to see his grandfather. It's not appropriate for you."

Hua Fushu said: "I don't want to get involved in his family's affairs."

After looking at the clothes in Sanqiao's hands, she was still picky and said, "I don't want to wear a skirt, so bring over my old clothes. It's not my own clothes that make me feel uncomfortable."

The old clothes she was referring to were the ones she wore when she first met Ye Shiheng at the General's Mansion. The clothes she brought were burned by her mother, leaving only this set.

Sanqiao refused to take it, "Girl, if the head of the family has not resigned, our Hua family is also an official family, a famous family. If the head of the family is not an official, our Hua family can be considered a wealthy family, and we still have to have the dignity that we should have. Besides, This is not a flower house, there is no room for us to do as we please."

Hua Fushu said: "Your elbow is crooked everywhere."

Sanqiao dismissed her: "Everywhere I turn, I do it for you, girl, and our Hua family."

Hua Fushu couldn't wear her old clothes, nor did she wear that undershirt. She wore a begonia red coat and skirt with two buns.

Sanqiao thought it was too monotonous, so he added magnolia pearl flowers to her two buns. Hua Fushu casually inserted an agarwood and plum blossom wooden hairpin into her hair without stopping Sanqiao.

Hua Fushu packed up and went to the door. At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Hua Fushu opened the door, and saw a face that looked like a mountain ink painting, as warm as jade. He was wearing dark ultramarine clothes, and he looked somewhat steady and calm.

She greeted him with a smile: "Good morning."

Ye Zelin rarely hesitated to say anything, so he gave her a quick reply.

Hua Fushu asked him: "What's the matter with you?"

Ye Zelin said: "When I haven't seen you for a long time and you come over for breakfast, my father will ask me to come over and see if you have gotten up."

Hua Fushu said: "Isn't this happening?"

Ye Zelin added: "Grandpa...if you don't want to go, just stay in Penglaiju."

Hua Fushu thought for a while, "I'd better go see him."

Ye Zelin's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he answered slowly, "Okay."

He then told Hua Fushu, "Try not to speak when you see your grandfather. You don't have to let him pay attention to you. It's not good for what happened that day to happen again in front of your parents."

Hua Fushu nodded and followed him to have breakfast. After dinner, Hua Fushu and Ye Zelin returned to Penglaiju. The sky was still gray at this time.

Hua Fushu was bored and asked Sanqiao to bring some colored paper and a pair of scissors to cut the window grilles, while Ye Zelin sat on the couch holding a book called "Guiguzi" and read. The two of them were immersed in their own world.

There was a sharp contrast between the constant chatter and the silence.

Hua Fushu glanced accidentally and saw a faint smile on Ye Zelin's lips, with his eyes fixed on the book. On a whim, she picked up a piece of red paper and cut out a portrait.

Not long after, a portrait of a person holding a book was cut out. This was Ye Zelin.

Hua Fushu asked Sanqiao in a low voice: "Qiaoer, do you look like him?"

Sanqiao replied to her: "You really do look like him, girl. The portrait you cut is much prettier than Miss Mu Ling's."

Hua Fushu said: "Fortunately, junior sister is not here. If she finds out, she will definitely make trouble with you."

Hua Fushu became more playful and walked over with Ye Zelin's little elephant. Perhaps Ye Zelin was too focused and didn't hear Hua Fushu's footsteps.

She placed the portrait on Ye Zelin's book. Ye Zelin was stunned for a moment, then raised his head. A delicate face appeared in front of him, with a smile, like the sun passing after the clouds and rain.

Ye Zelin looked at the little elephant again, then at the flowers Fushu, and couldn't help but become serious, "Sister Fushu, what are you doing?"

Hua Fushu joked: "Does it look like you?"

That face was obviously joking, but there was also a hint of seriousness. Ye Zelin couldn't help laughing and said, "The craftsmanship is pretty good."

Hua Fushu smiled happily and said proudly, "That's natural."

Ye Zelin took the little elephant and put it aside, and continued to read his book. Hua Fushu lost interest and turned around to leave.

Ye Zelin picked up the little elephant, put it in his palm, and compared it with himself. It was indeed somewhat similar to him.

Looking up, I saw Hua Fushu with a smile on her face, holding window grilles with scissors. She suddenly sat on the ground, crossed her legs, still cutting window grilles, and laughed with Sanqiao.

He smiled helplessly, placed the little elephant on the page of the book, turned the page and looked down.

At about noon, Side came in and saw Hua Fushu sitting on the ground. It was very inelegant, and he immediately became contemptuous.

When he saw that Ye Zelin was silent, he did not dare to remind him aloud. He bowed his hands and said, "Sir, little lady, the old general is coming soon."

Hearing the sound, Hua Fushu immediately jumped down from the table. Ye Zelin closed the book and put it on the desk before going out to the main hall with Hua Fushu.

At this time, the main hall was filled with many people.

Ye Shiheng was nervous and excited at the same time. Mrs. Ouyang was by his side, Ruhua was talking about when her grandfather would arrive, and Dugu Lanxi was behind Ruhua, looking happy but not nervous.

As soon as Hua Fushu and Dugu Lan arrived, Ye Zelin walked up to Ruhua. Hua Fushu and Dugu Lan were standing together.

Not long after, a female voice came from outside the door, "Dad, slow down."

Immediately afterwards, two people came.

The woman supported the old man, and saw that the woman was wearing a lotus-colored long skirt, a double-breasted gown of the same color with wide sleeves, and a white gauze shawl on her arms. Her face was beautiful, and she looked like a noble lady.

She is Xu Feiqiong, the biological mother of Ye Shiheng's fourth son.

The old man she was supporting was Ye Shiheng's father. General Ye was wearing brown and yellow dark clothes, with gray hair on his temples, and was full of energy.

General Ye glanced at the crowd with an unclear expression, while Ruhua rushed over happily and hugged his other arm, "Grandpa, Ruhua misses you, do you miss me?"