Female student: I'm sorry, the prince is mine.

One of them was dizzy, the other was exhausted, and they sat paralyzed by the well for a long time. The wind is biting and we can't stay outside for long.

Nanshan quickly took off his cloak, wrapped it around Chuncao, and pulled her up: "Can you leave?"

Chun Cao nodded, gritted his teeth and stood up, taking two steps trembling all over.

Nanshan frowned, he had to find a place to change clothes as soon as possible. So she took Chuncao and walked to the maid's room in the fourth aunt's courtyard.

Just as he was about to open the door and go in, he saw the servant girl Deng Wick opening the door and saying, "Miss?"

"Hush? Let me in first."

Lampwick looked both ways and let the two of them into the house.

"Bring me a cotton coat." Nanshan ordered, untying Chun Cao's clothes.

"Hey." Deng Yan responded and quickly took out his old cotton coat and put it on Chun Cao: "Don't worry, eldest lady, the fourth lady is embroidering in the room. Husband... the fourth aunt went to deliver bird's nests to the master and won't be back for a while. ." She was waiting outside the courtyard of Danxin Pavilion. She probably knew something about the masters coming in and out.

"Thank you." Nanshan looked at this nimble girl and didn't expect there to be such a kind-hearted person in the fourth aunt's room.

"The eldest lady said something serious, and I don't dare to take it seriously." Deng Yan bowed and continued to help Chun Cao change clothes.

After changing clothes, Chun Cao drank some hot water, then took her soaked clothes and walked back to Nanshan.

When he went out, Nanshan took out some broken silver and handed it to the wick: "The others are too obvious. You should hide the broken silver yourself. Don't let the people in the courtyard know that we have been here."

"Thank you, miss."

Nanshan nodded and walked around the place where there were few people. Although many people saw her coming here, she could not be seen alone contacting anyone in the courtyard, otherwise it would only harm the other party.

Nanshan quickly left with Chuncao without looking back. He didn't see the wick behind him and kept watching them go away.

The eldest lady doesn't remember her.

It was also a cold winter that year, and the fourth lady bumped into her as she hurried by. She became angry and made her kneel in the snow in the outer courtyard. The eldest lady passed by, asked her to get up, and warmed her hands.

Later, because she was very clean, the housekeeper transferred her to Danxin Pavilion as an errand in order to curry favor with Fourth Yiniang. From then on, she never saw the eldest lady again.

It's great that the little girl is being taken by the eldest lady. I don’t know when she will have the blessing to serve someone like that. Everyone said she was a nerd, but she thought she was cold-faced and hot-hearted.

Lampwick sighed, hid the broken silver, and continued to clean the yard.

Nanshan took Chuncao back to the room. Chuncao put the soaked clothes on the ground, then quickly poured a glass of water for Nanshan and brought it to him: "Miss, please drink some water."

Nanshan thought to himself: "...You got started so quickly?", while taking the tea cup and drinking it. There is an exquisite small stove on the table. Liang usually puts silver carbon in it and puts the kettle on it to keep it warm. At this time, the tea tastes just warm, with the fragrance of jasmine.

"Sit down, I don't have so many rules here. Come, have a drink to warm yourself up." Nanshan pulled Chuncao to sit next to him. Chuncao nodded, while drinking, he looked at the sister in front of him, his eyes were bright, like a winter day The ice and snow facing the rising sun are so beautiful.

Nanshan smiled: "I am short of people in my room, but you have also seen that our mistress's courtyard is not as lively as elsewhere. Do you mind?"

Chun Cao shook her head like a rattle: "Chun Cao likes it here and likes my sister."

"Who are you, Xuan Qing?"

"Sir is a lifesaver."

"Oh, then you are his."

"No. Chuncao belongs to the eldest lady." The husband had long said that he would serve a beautiful and kind-hearted eldest sister in the future. I even showed her the portrait. Spring grass can only have one master, and that's the one in front of you.

"Pfft." Nanshan laughed. It turned out that her name was Chuncao. He taught her well: "Then we will depend on each other from now on."

"Yeah!" Chun Cao nodded and drank all the tea in the cup. The movement of raising her neck was too fast, which made her "hiss" in pain.

He shrank his head with a sound.

-

"Miss, are you back?" Mrs. Liang pushed open the door and came in, just in time to see Chuncao covering her face and shrinking her neck: "Ah!" Where did this child come from? She was injured, so pitiful.

"Nanny is here. This is Chun Cao. Chun Cao, this is Nanny Cui, the steward of the courtyard."

"Hello, mama." Chun Cao saluted.

"Get up, get up." Madam Liang quickly helped her up: "This face?"

"I brought her out from the fourth aunt's courtyard." Nanshan said calmly while sipping tea.

"Ah, are you okay, Miss?" Mrs. Liang suddenly became anxious, and quickly walked over and took away Nanshan's tea cup, holding her open and looking around, and there it came again, the strong smell of concern.

Nanshan looked at the grandma helplessly: "Don't worry, grandma, I'm fine. Look at this child, his face is covered with injuries. Take my medicine and put it on her."

"Hey." After Mrs. Liang made sure that Nanshan was fine, she took out the medicine and applied it to Chuncao. While listening to Nanshan tell the story. Of course, Nanshan didn't plan to tell Xuan Qingyi to her as well.

After all, a strange man is not suitable. Besides, it was because of such messy rumors that the original owner was roasted in the fire of prejudice. It would be better to have less trouble than more trouble.

She only said that the child looked strange, so she paid more attention to it. As a result, she saw Butler Qian taking him away in anger, so she followed him.

"So, Chun Cao's contract of sale is still with Fourth Yiniang?" Mammy grasped the key point.

"Well, let's keep the child in the hospital for now and think of a solution later."

"Well, in that hospital, this matter is settled. I won't confirm it again." Moreover, the injuries on her face made it impossible to recognize her original appearance for a while.

"You can change your name first, Chuncao, do you have a name you like?"

"But it depends on the arrangement of the eldest lady."

"The cursive character is too bitter, so I left a spring character, which is warm and welcomes the spring. It has good meaning and is in line with your vigorous age."

"Well! Ah Chun, thank you, Miss!"

"Yes." Nanshan was infected by her bright smile, and the expression on his face became relieved: "Mommy, let her stay in my room first, so that she can share some of the burden with her. I'll watch her when she's free. Just follow the instructions."

"Hey, I'll remember it."

"How is mother?"

"Madam, she's still the same. The weather is nice today. She just basked in the sun on the porch for a while and now she's back in the room. Do you want to take a look, Miss?"

"No, the things at home will be settled today. When she sees me, she will definitely think of Li Xiyuan."

"Okay. Get some rest. I'll be back during dinner."

"It's okay. I'll ask Ah Chun to come and get it later. Make some ginger tea and prepare it for Ah Chun."

"Okay." Mrs. Liang said and left the two of them talking in the room.

-

"Ah Chun, come here." Nanshan saw that Ah Chun was rubbing her hands and seemed a little cold, so he pulled her to sit down by the stove. Stretch out your hands and bake together.

"Let me help the eldest lady rub her hands." Ah Chun just said that the eldest lady was afraid of the cold. Regardless of the injury on her hand, she took Nanshan's hand and started rubbing it. Ah, the eldest lady’s hands are soft, smooth, so white, and beautiful.

"Ah Chun, do you usually only do menial work at Fourth Yiniang's place?" Nanshan grabbed her little hand to check the wound.

"Well, it's usually cleaning."

"Yeah, no small scars."

"Well, Ah Chun doesn't have to wash clothes or dishes, and his hands are not cracked."

"Well, apply the medicine well."

"Okay." Ah Chun replied crisply.

Looking at the little sparks in the center of the stove, Nanshan felt strange. Ah Chun was a rough girl, but she didn't have wounds like her mother's on her hands. My mother has been bedridden all year round and has too many and too many wounds on her hands.

Maybe it’s because of the hotness in the body. People who have been ill for a long time will always have some abnormalities in their bodies. Let’s look back and see how to treat the mother.