Indulgence in the Red Chamber

When Lin Ning came back, it was already Shen Shi in the afternoon.The afternoon sun in spring shines on the row upon row of buildings in Yushi Mansion, forming extremely contrasting gold and navy blue tones, just like oil paintings with heavy colors, full of quiet ancient charm.

"stop!"

With a soft shout, Lin Ning was startled.Turning around, I saw Nalashi Jinyu standing at the door of the Moon Cave in a light blue costume of a Han girl, glaring at him, as if the two of them had great hatred.

"Why? Do you know that you are scary like this? It's not your fault for being ugly, it's your fault for being scary."

"What did you say? You said I'm ugly?" Jinyu was furious, and turned around looking for something to hit Lin Ning, "You fool, I won't kill you, I..."

"I'm just telling the truth. Look—these people just don't like to listen to the truth. Pat your chest and think about it. Compared with my master, who is better looking?" Lin Ning didn't mean to say Jinyu is ugly, but in fact, this woman looks as beautiful as a flower among the crowd.The ancestors of the Manchus lived in the bitter cold of the north, with poor natural conditions and bad genetics. Those Manchurian noble girls are almost all the masters of male faces.But this Jinyu Gege lost her mother when she was four or five years old, and grew up in the south of the Yangtze River since she was a child, but she is also a beautiful young lady.Although there is still a lot of boldness on her body, it makes her even more lovely.The reason why Lin Ning deliberately called her ugly was because this girl was quietly standing behind her to frighten people, and she kept calling herself a slave.

Lin Ning is not a generous man.On the contrary, he is stingy.Generally, revenge must be revenged, never overnight.

As the saying goes, ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.But Lin Ning said, sorry, I am a villain.

"You foolish slave, you still dare to run?" Jinyu finally picked up a branch and ran over to beat Lin Ning, but Lin Ning didn't bother to pester her, turned around and ran away.

"I won't run, so I'm waiting for you to hit me?" Lin Ning chuckled, and stopped at the corner of the corridor.

"Stop!" Jinyu said, rushing up again.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Daiyu came out of the small tea room, followed by Xueyan, carrying a tray containing Mrs. Jia's decoction.

"This dead slave, he actually called me ugly. See if I can spare him!" Jinyu said, rolling up her sleeves, as if she wanted to fight Lin Ning forever.

"Okay sister, look at you, the skirt is dirty." Daiyu smiled and stepped forward to hold Jinyu, pulled out the branch in her hand, and bent down to hold the corner of her skirt so that she could look at it. Mud on the corners of an ice-blue skirt.

"Uh, I actually forgot. It's all caused by Lin Ning, a slave." Jinyu said, and gave Lin Ning another look.

"I am not careful, but rely on others." Lin Ning smiled and shook his head.

"You——you obviously said it..." Jinyu was furious.

"What did I say?" The provocative smile looked so weak.

"Don't you know what you are talking about?" Jin Yu understood Lin Ning's trap, snorted coldly, and added: "A dog can't spit out ivory!"

"That's right, if a dog can spit out ivory, everyone will raise a dog." Lin Ning was still smiling, his eyes full of provocation.

"Okay! You two stop arguing." Daiyu stomped her feet and stood between the two of them, "Lin Ning, can't you say a word less? My sister is a girl, why are you talking so openly?"

"Okay, if you tell me to shut up, I'll shut up. I'll listen to you." Lin Ning smiled flatteringly, and grinned at Jinyu again.

"You—what's your attitude!" Jinyu refused to accept, glared at Lin Ning, turned and went into the room.

Xueyan said: "Miss, you are here to talk to Mr. Ning, and this servant will deliver this soup to Madam."

"Go quickly, or it will be cold." Daiyu nodded hurriedly.

"Yes." Xue Yan took the soup, smiled at Lin Ning again, and walked through the corridor to Mrs. Jia's room.

"Why did you only come back after going out for half a day?" Daiyu reprimanded Lin Ning softly.

"It's a little troublesome, but it's finally done. Don't worry." Lin Ning smiled and walked up to Daiyu, "Why didn't you take a nap?"

"My sister is chattering, how can I sleep?" Daiyu smiled helplessly.

"Where is this woman talking so much! How about I take her out for a walk, and you go back to your room and have a good sleep?" Lin Ning looked at Daiyu's tired little face, feeling a little distressed.A child who is only six years old has to take care of his mother's illness and take care of household chores.It's not easy!

"Forget it, you should take a break when you come back. Besides, sister Jinyu is a girl, so it's not good to run around in the street all the time. I'm going to see my mother. You can go back to your room too."

"Okay, you can go." Lin Ning nodded, stood where he was, and watched the little girl's graceful figure disappear among the flowers and trees before turning back to the room.

There were two big bamboo baskets in the room, and one could tell at a glance that they were raw tea brought by the tea boss in the morning.Lin Ning was not in a hurry, he took a shower first, changed into clean clothes, Fang asked two young men to come in to help tidy up his house, and threw two newly bought bamboo mats on the floor of the room .Then he gently took out the tea leaves from the bamboo basket and let them cool on the bamboo mat little by little.

After the work was done, it was already dark.

"It's really not easy to have a sip of good tea." Lin Ning got up from the ground, patted the folds on his clothes, turned around and went out, and went to the front study to wait for Lin Ruhai to return home.

Backyard boudoir.In two large teak wooden bathtubs, two icy-muscled girls were immersed in the dense water vapor.Red rose petals floated in one tub, and bright purple orchid petals floated in the other.Four maids were serving, rubbing their backs, cleaning their hair, and beating their shoulders.

"Sister, that Lin Ning doesn't look like a slave no matter what. Besides, he said he was your slave, but you called him Mr. Ning. It's really strange." Jinyu closed her eyes slightly, enjoying the girl's kneading and a warm soak.

"He is skilled in medicine and said he could cure my illness. My father treated him as a friend and told his family not to underestimate him. So I called him Mr. Ning. It's just that he always refused to tell his origin and insisted on admitting me as the master." My son, I can't help it." There are some things that even sisters can't say, let alone Nalashi?Daiyu had no choice but to find some excuses to perfunctory.

"His medical skills are superb?" Nala opened his eyes in surprise, "A doctor has a parental heart, how can such a person who acts recklessly and recklessly practice medicine? It is not a trivial matter to save people. My sister can trust him?"

"I took other people's medicine in the past, and I got sick every year. I took his medicine this year, and it really got better. I can't believe it is really effective." Daiyu's words are true, and it really was cured by Lin Ning's method her illness.

"It's true that people can't be judged by their appearance." Jinyu fell into silence.After a long time, Fang sighed: "My Ama has countless stab wounds. Whenever it is cloudy and rainy, the pain is excruciating. I don't know if Lin Ning has a good way..."

"My elder sister is full of filial piety, and my lord will be pleased to know it. Don't worry, elder sister. I will ask him later. Although this person is a bit tricky, he is not the kind of person who is ignorant. Rest assured, elder sister."

"Sure enough, thanks to my sister."

"My sister thanked me for what? It's not that I'm good at medicine. Even if you want to thank him, thank him."

"Silly girl, he is your slave, if I don't thank you, who should I thank?"

A burst of cheerful laughter in the boudoir spread to the yard through the light blue window screen.Lin Ning stopped abruptly, and sighed from his heart: "Sure enough, let her live happily, can she escape the fate of dying in tears?