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Bu Qinghe fell ill last night and still hasn't woken up.Only this time he didn't cough or bleed, he just had a high fever and was lethargic.

The doctor came last night and said that the wind and cold had invaded, and he only needed to drink a few medicines and he would be cured.

An Yisheng saw Mrs. Bu's murderous face as soon as he entered the door. He had never seen Mrs. Bu like this before.Mrs. Li stood in front of her son's bed, covering her face with a handkerchief and weeping. Next to her were Mrs. Zhou, sister An Hongdou and others from the Bu family.

Now Mrs. Bu has a ferocious face, and she is standing there loudly reprimanding Si Jin who is kneeling on the ground,

Mrs. Bu may really be widowed, with pointed cheeks and high cheekbones.This kind of face, if you are a few decades younger, you will definitely be a beauty with almond eyes and peach cheeks.

It's just that after the beauty got old, she didn't have a benevolent face, but she looked a little bit mean. If it wasn't for her high status and authority, her dress concealed her tricky face, otherwise she would be no different from a tricky old woman from a small family.

Therefore, it is extremely scary for Mrs. Bu to get angry.

An Yisheng was taken aback by her, and forgot to salute, but fortunately, no one cared.

"What's going on! Sijin, tell me." Mrs. Bu said angrily.

"Slaves don't know, old lady." Si Jin had already burst into tears.

"I don't know? As the young master's personal servant girl, how can you not know! You should think about it carefully." The old lady Bu shouted.

"Old lady, servant..."

Si Jin couldn't cry, she just kept crying, she must have been interrogated for a long time.

"I really don't know, my servant, please tell me..." Si Jin looked helplessly at Mrs. Bu and Mrs. Li, tears streaming down her face.

The Zhou family on the side said: "As the young master's personal maid, you don't know the one on the left and the one on the right, so tell me, what do you know!" After finishing speaking, he turned to Mrs. Bu: "I see this The girl is not only careless but also stupid, let's get rid of it first."

Mrs. Bu glanced at Mrs. Zhou, ignoring the silk brocade on the ground, and said, "Who was on the watch last night?"

"Go back to the old lady, it's an old slave." A woman standing behind Si Jin immediately knelt down on the ground, terrified.

"Is there something unusual last night?" Mrs. Bu looked straight at the old woman, like a giant eagle preying on hares, her eyes were so cold that the old woman dared not look at each other.

The old woman lowered her head: "The windows and doors were closed last night, there is nothing unusual..." After speaking, it seemed that she was trying hard to recall the watch patrol last night, and then said: "About midnight, the old slave passed by outside the young master's room , suddenly felt abnormally cold, thought it was the night and the sky changed, but I didn't care. Other than that, there was nothing else." After finishing speaking, he remained silent.

Mrs. Bu's majesty was like spring thunder, and the whole room was filled with darkness. Except for the Zhou family, no one dared to say a word.

After An Yisheng entered the house, he had to stand aside, facing the Bu family sisters far away.He kept watching Mrs. Li rubbing his son's forehead carefully, over and over again, gently and delicately, which reminded him of his mother, and he couldn't help feeling sad.

"Sophistry! The young master caught cold at night, you gangsters would actually shirk responsibility. Could it be that a gust of evil wind came through the wall and froze the young master!" Zhou shouted loudly.

At this moment, An Yisheng clearly noticed that Li Shi's hand wiping his son's forehead suddenly trembled, and casually restored the delicateness just now. She was tearful, and looked at her son in a daze.

After Zhou's words, he looked at Mrs. Bu, the meaning in his eyes could not be clearer--send away these two servants who did not protect the master well.

Mrs. Bu just stood there, ending the stormy interrogation with guns and sticks in silence.

After a while, she said slowly: "Si Jin is so confused, how can she take care of the young master, send it to the back garden." After that, she walked to the bed and sat where Mrs. Li got up just now, the medicine had already been decocted.The old lady Bu blew lightly, and fed it with a small silver spoon, with a trace of worry frowning between her brows.

Si Jin, who had been crying so much that pear blossoms were raining, was taken down.The old lady followed, and she didn't know what punishment she had done.

"Qinghe, he has been sick and troubled since he was a child, so he really followed him and left early." Mrs. Bu murmured to herself with gloomy eyes.Everyone looked at Bu Qinghe, and felt sore again. The tears that Mrs. Li stopped not long ago flowed out again, as if she was afraid that Mrs. Bu would dislike her, so she sobbed softly. "The doctor has already said that it's just a cold, and you can take medicine. Don't be too useless. According to your crying method, you won't have enough tears in a few lifetimes."

"Yes, old lady." Li squeezed out an awkward smile, "As long as Qinghe is fine, I should be happy, but..."

Her meaning is very clear, it's okay this time, what about next time?What about next time?Mothers are always in fear.

"Hey!" Mrs. Bu sighed, turned to the crowd and said, "The Bu family is not very prosperous, you should be sisters to complement each other, but don't forget about brothers, come and visit him more often when you have time, after all, it is the way of brothers .Qingxian? When was the last time you came?"

Bu Qingxian answered politely: "Go back to the old lady, it was seven days ago..."

"Seven days!" Mrs. Bu cut off the conversation. "You still go to the Lianhua Temple every three days. Hey...forget it, you can take care of yourself."

An Yisheng withdrew with the Bu family sisters and An Hongdou.

When Chunfen came back from leave, she was sent to Bu Qinghe's house.

She quickly figured out the situation, made a brief explanation with An Yisheng, Xiu Hong and the others, and then went to work.

Although it doesn't matter if you have the title of big maid, you can serve wherever you go, even from a certain point of view, being the young master's big maid can be regarded as a kind of promotion in a sense.But Chunfen knew that this was not a good job, she knew the young master's temperament, and even...she had visited Sijin not long ago.

Si Jin was depressed, and the fall of her identity and the fatigue of the garden made her fall ill all of a sudden.She didn't say anything when she saw Chunfen, she just cried.But Chunfen still saw some kind of grievance and unwillingness in her beautiful eyes.

The innocent disaster of Si Jin made Xiu Jin feel a little bit sad, but at the same time she was indignant: Even if there is no silk brocade, it is due to me, Xiu Jin, to be the maid in charge of the young master, because I have served the young master so much Year.Thinking of this, Xiujin naturally wouldn't pretend to Chunfen, it was just perfunctory.

Chunfen also doesn't care about her, she knows that the most urgent thing now is for the young master to get well soon, otherwise, everything will be useless, and there must be some reason why she was arranged here, but she didn't think of it for a while.

Bu Qinghe didn't get better, Mrs. Li took Mrs. Zhou to the Lotus Nunnery to pray and chant scriptures every day, and Mrs. Bu ordered Zhilan to find another good doctor, but the diagnosis results were the same.

During the period, An Yisheng and An Hongdou once visited, and Bu Qinghe was two minutes awake and eight minutes a day in a daze. In order not to affect his rest, he went less frequently.Only Hong Dou occasionally went to visit with the Eldest Miss and the Third Miss, and when he came back, he chatted about Bu Qinghe's condition.

"Brother, Brother Bu's family has taken a lot of soup and medicine these days, but he hasn't recovered. This disease is also a panic." An Hongdou is a frequent visitor to his place, and he always takes some time to come here to chat with him every day.Now she is cared by Mrs. Bu, and she is studying with Miss Bu's family, but secretly hangs out with the servants and gets along with each other.Market gossip, gossip, know everything.

"Illness goes away like spinning silk, so it will take some time." An Yisheng doesn't want to mention this matter, as long as Bu Qinghe gets sick, any topic about him will become sensitive, once a servant was found discussing it in private , and then that person was kicked out directly.

"But I heard that Brother Bu's brother seems to be possessed by a demon."

"Being evil?" An Yisheng's chest trembled, as if the word "evil" was imprinting all the unease in his heart recently, like a fairy grass in the clouds, which made him want to push the clouds away to find out.

An Hongdou saw that he stood still with a serious face, and thought he was interested in his topic.Then he continued: "I also heard that that day was very strange, and the dew hadn't fallen yet, but there was a chill in Brother Bu's room, and I heard that there was a monster wind..."

"Where did you hear this?" An Yisheng interrupted abruptly, and said, "You can't talk nonsense like this. The Bu family has been kind to us, and now we are still living here; now that Brother Bu is sick, you don't want to go. Looking for comfort from the old lady, praying for brother Bu's speedy recovery, and spreading some rumors here. Let the old lady hear it, maybe how sad it is!"

An Hongdou was taken aback for a moment, her elder brother rarely spoke to her like this.

If we talk about the relationship between An Yisheng and An Hongdou, it can only be summed up in this sentence, that is, they happened to be born by the same mother.

An Yisheng turned a deaf ear to An Hongdou most of the time, after all, she was often teased and complained by her when she was a child.But this will not affect their brother-sister relationship in the slightest. What really made him dislike this sister was that her father beat her to death and ran away. She said at that time: "It was his fault that that person provoked my father. Don't do it if you have the ability." Fighting, since you were beaten and killed, you deserve it, and you still have the face to find trouble."

Saying this from the young An Hongdou made An Yisheng feel chilled, but he couldn't find a reason to refute it for a while. Just as he was about to reprimand, Mrs. An gave An Hongdou a big-eared sunflower seed. Mrs. An has always been gentle Weak, that was the first time she hit someone, and it was also the last time.

This was also the only beating that An Hongdou had ever suffered. She was resentful. In her opinion, her mother didn't give her any explanation, and beating her was entirely a matter of power.

An Hongdou's eyes were flushed, and she was on the verge of tears. After all, these words were not good to hear.She quickly thought about whether she was really as ungrateful as her brother said.

Her mind was not as complicated as her brother's, and it suddenly became clear in turn.She really didn't think too much about it. Although her family was poor, she was loved by her parents and her brother let her go. The only parting between life and death was to run away from her parents and die.But this does not affect her happy personality, not to mention meeting an aunt who dotes on her very much.

Before she had time to feel sorry for what she had lost, she was soon immersed in what she had gained.A bit heartless, thorough and natural.

"The Bu family is so rich and powerful, there's nothing they can't do. Brother Bu will get better, I'm just talking casually." An Hongdou defended softly, but said it with confidence.

In her opinion, she was indeed right.But my elder brother always didn't understand, just like my mother's indiscriminate slap.An Yisheng sighed, and frowned, "You'd better learn how to work as a female worker with your two sisters, and stop messing around."

I mess around?

Finally, An Hongdou couldn't hold back, quickly covered her face, and rushed out.

She doesn't know what it means to be rich like smoke, and what it means to depend on others; in the world, what things last forever, and who is omnipotent.