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Bu Qinghe's illness was strange, good and strange, there was no sign at the beginning, and finally in a certain night, he recovered his mind very quickly.

During this period, An Yisheng always recalled the willow forest in the west courtyard, that dream.

Xiuhong became his personal maid, and it was also related to that incident, and he also discovered the benefits of Xiuhong. Although Xiuhong is not as delicate and thoughtful as Chunfen, and she doesn't listen to orders when her temper comes up, she can always be at the critical moment. Time to give yourself an idea.

That was the second day after Bu Qinghe woke up. On the first day, Mrs. Bu and everyone went to visit, so naturally there was nothing to say.But on the second day, An Yisheng went to visit alone, and immediately discovered the obvious situation.

Bu Qinghe has changed, or in other words, that person is still not Bu Qinghe.An Yisheng couldn't describe that feeling, but his intuition told him that something was wrong, maybe, nothing was wrong.Before he could figure out his doubts, another incident came to him.

A newcomer, or rather, an oldcomer, came to the Bu Mansion.

At this time, according to Du Nan's visit, it has been two years since the girl Eleven at that time worshiped Jing Chan as her teacher and converted to Buddhism.

Eleven is taciturn, neither clever nor pleasing, but he has supplemented a little bit of nutrition this year. After changing his dry figure when he came here, his face also has some luster, and there is even a young girl's cardamom on the top. tender.I don't know if it was Jing Chan who saw that she had no intention of turning to the Buddha, so she couldn't keep her after all; or the old lady Bu was eager to protect her grandson, so she reluctantly begged her to take care of her, and when she was a little older, she was assigned to Bu Qinghe. In her heart, she still thought that Bu Qinghe needs a malevolent star to fight poison with poison.

Eleven was placed in Bu Qinghe's house, and the name was changed to Brocade.

There are not many maids left in Bu's mansion, most of them are women, such as silk brocade and embroidered brocade, which were trained by Mrs. Bu herself and selected for Bu Qinghe.Now eleven occupies a brocade character, which shows that the old lady attaches great importance to her.

Brocade is only raised in Bu Qinghe's house, internal affairs are handled by Chunfen, and external affairs are handled by Xiujin, there is nothing that brocade needs to do for her.After a long time, Chunfen Xiujin didn't take him seriously.

Chunfen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She originally thought that Mrs. Bu had fallen in love with her and planned to train herself to be a member of the young master's house. Now it seems that she is not at all. Chunfen is even more confused about her inexplicable placement here.

Xiujin was discouraged, she was extremely upset at the arrival of Chunfen, but now a brocade came, and the old lady changed her name and sent it in.Xiujin felt that if things continued like this, sooner or later she would become a redundant person here.Thinking of her youth being buried in the back garden of Bu Mansion, Xiu Jin gritted her teeth, she had to do something.

The girls were getting older, so Cui Xiucai didn't come to the mansion to teach anymore, and An Yisheng didn't know what he was doing outside.

The last time I went to see Bu Qinghe, he was losing his temper.He threw the glass vase beside the bed at the brocade, raised his foot and kicked Chunfen, and rushed out of the door like crazy, but he was weak and weak, so he couldn't run a few steps, so he supported the pillar and kicked it .Until Zhilan and Li brought a group of people to persuade Haosheng, Li wiped away tears again.Then he drove Bu Qinghe back to the bed and advised him to rest well and not get angry.By the way, he reprimanded Chunfen, Zhijin and others to see that his condition is stable, so he left.

Chunfen has never been so angry, and, the last time she went home, her father was already planning to raise money to redeem herself.

But Chunfen has a very high level of self-cultivation. Although she is angry, she is not angry. She just vaguely feels that she has been involved in something.

For the whole night, Chunfen asked An Yisheng to stay with her—to be precise, she looked at Bu Qinghe, fearing that something might happen again.No matter how angry Bu Qinghe was, he would never burn his relatives.

Outside, Chunfen and Jinjin looked at each other silently, Jinjin's eyes were cold, as if this incident had never happened during the day, and there was no disturbance at all.Chunfen knew that she was a dull gourd, she didn't have much to say, and when she asked her anything, she just sent her away in a few words, and she was really not easy to get along with.Xiujin often went out during this time, she just thought it was Xiujin being lazy to vent her dissatisfaction with her, and she hadn't seen her all day today, Chunfen couldn't help but want to send someone to find her, but when she saw a The brocade with a calm face.

"Forget it, let's wait a little longer, maybe I'll be back soon." Chunfen said to herself.

In the inner room, only An Yisheng faced Bu Qinghe, even without Cui Xiucai, An Yisheng was not afraid of him.

"Want to drink water, I'll pour it?"

Bu Qinghe was silent.

An Yisheng walked to the desk, picked up the teapot, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Bu Qinghe.

Bu Qinghe didn't pick it up.

"You don't have to drink it." An Yisheng picked up the teacup in his hand and drank it down. "But, are you going to sit like this for one night?"

Bu Qinghe turned his head and glanced at him: "Are you also sent by them to monitor me?"

"No, I'm just with you." An Yisheng smelled distrust from Bu Qinghe's eyes, which was stronger than the crisis of trust when they met for the first time.

"I don't study during this time." Bu Qinghe said coldly.

"It's okay, I don't want to read those useless things."

"Oh? Then this period of time is really hard for you."

After finishing speaking, Bu Qinghe took out a fan from the bedside. It was a horn bone jade fan given by Bu Qingya. The fans were in pairs, and the other fan was in An Yisheng's. "Do you know why Eldest Sister gave me a fan?"

"Is there any reason for the elder sister to give the younger brother something?"

"Then why do you have it too?"

An Yisheng only took it as a matter of Bu Qinghe's dissatisfaction with his fan. Although Bu Qinghe was a bit domineering, he was not so childish.He stepped down from the donkey and said tentatively, "If you like it, I'll give you mine too."

Bu Qinghe coughed a little sullenly, and An Yisheng went over to help him smooth his back.Bu Qinghe stared into his eyes and said: "People of the Bu family, there is a reason for everything they do. From the moment you step into the Bu mansion, the road ahead is doomed."

An Yisheng was puzzled, so he just replied, "You'd better have a good rest."

Bu Qinghe stared into his eyes, as if trying to find out some answer from them, staring at An Yisheng made him feel uncomfortable.

"Young Master, it's time to take your medicine." There was a jerky voice from outside the door, it was Brocade.

An Yisheng was about to retreat, but Bu Qinghe grabbed his arm, and his body shook suddenly. Bu Qinghe signaled with his eyes: "Don't go."

Zhijin came in with the medicine. She didn't say anything, and didn't feel any embarrassment for An Yisheng to be here. She simply saluted and prepared to feed the young master the medicine.

But Bu Qinghe was in trouble, "Hey, I can't drink it anymore! Take your medicine and get out!"

Brocade didn't say anything, just walked over with the medicine in her hand with a smile on her face...

"Are you deaf or dumb, this young master tells you to get out!"

"Master, it's time to take medicine." Zhijin repeated.

An Yisheng: "..."

Bu Qinghe: "..."

An Yisheng thought to himself, this girl really doesn't know how to serve others. Seeing that Bu Qinghe was about to get angry again, An Yisheng said first: "Just let it go, I'll do it."

Jin Zhi paused, hesitated for a while, and put down the medicine bowl, but did not intend to leave.

"You go down first. The young master has just recovered from a serious illness, so he is naturally a little irritable emotionally. You'd better not make the young master angry, and leave this to me."

Zhijin wanted to say something, but in the end he only uttered the word "yes", then turned and left.

Serving Bu Qinghe to take medicine is also an art. An Yisheng still remembers that this young master had to take a spoonful of soup medicine into his stomach, and he would not take the second spoonful until the taste of the medicine faded in his mouth. Therefore, feeding Bu Qinghe medicine is also an extremely cumbersome task. thing.

An Yisheng brought the medicine to Bu Qinghe's lips, and Bu Qinghe closed his lips tightly and gritted his teeth, refusing to take it.

"Why?" An Yisheng put the medicine aside and asked in confusion. "Don't you want to get well soon?"

"I want to!" So, I don't take this medicine.Suddenly, he looked at An Yisheng vigilantly, "Can I do you a favor?" After saying that, he glanced at the bowl of medicine on the table.

An Yisheng knew what he wanted to do: "No."

"Then what if I will let you drink it?" Bu Qinghe said this with a little threat.

An Yisheng suddenly thought of An Hongdou: "Stop messing around!" Before he could finish his words and close his mouth, someone forcibly clamped his jaw and held his hands.It wasn't until a bowl of bitter medicinal liquid was poured down that he stopped. Bu Qinghe even covered his mouth and nose until the medicinal liquid went down smoothly.

"What... what are you doing?" An Yisheng turned pale with shock, where did he have such strength.

"Brother, I'm sorry." After speaking, Bu Qinghe coughed violently, and his whole body seemed to go limp.The brocade outside heard the movement, and when he came in, he saw An Yisheng blushing angrily and facing Bu Qinghe, with an empty medicine bowl next to him.

An Yisheng didn't have time to think about why Bu Qinghe did this, the key is that he did it. At this moment, all he could think about was that Bu Qinghe hadn't taken his medicine tonight.He was about to ask Zhi Jin to get another bowl of medicine, but he was stunned by Bu Qinghe's eyes, which contained some kind of pleading.

"Clean up here, the young master is going to rest after taking the medicine." An Yisheng reluctantly said.

The corner of Zhi Jin's mouth raised, took the medicine and went out.

"Is that how you humiliate yourself?"

"You'll understand in a few days."

That night, An Yisheng didn't go back. With the smell of medicine in his mouth, he slept with Bu Qinghe, in case he made any other moves in the middle of the night.

Bu Qinghe sleeps very comfortably, the standard gentleman sleeps, lying on his back, his hands are naturally straight, his posture is no different from that of a corpse.An Yisheng couldn't sleep, he somehow thought of that weird dream, Bu Qinghe in the coffin, and he --- was pushed into the coffin by everyone to accompany him.

An Yisheng didn't want to sleep, he seemed to figure out Bu Qinghe's abnormal behavior: he felt that someone was trying to kill him.Hearing Bu Qinghe's breathing gradually stabilized, he quietly got out of bed, put on his coat, and prepared to open the window to take a look at the moon in late autumn. He even helped Bu Qinghe cover the quilt properly.

However, when he thought of the night when Bu Qinghe was in a coma, it was said that the wind was also blowing up, so he gave up the plan to open the window.

Let's stand outside alone.