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Chapter 581 Pretrial Month ([-])
Xue Ling came to his senses, bowed slightly to make amends, and then walked out of the hall.The front of the gate is condescending, and the carved railings and painted beams under the white jade steps can be seen at a glance.The dragon chair that was several feet away just now seemed to pass through the void, only a few feet away from me.

The people who came out from behind stood with Xue Li every day, and they were about the same age, so they were familiar. They chased Xue Ling and said softly: "Brother Jiang seems to be feeling unwell today?"

Xue Ling followed the flow of people towards the palace gate without stopping, and whispered casually, "It's a bit cold, don't close it."

The man didn't ask any more questions, he went straight out of the palace gate, and bid farewell to the people nearby. Xue Ling turned to the teahouse beside him, and made his way to the private room on the second floor.

The young master of Jiang's mansion is very weak, and he spends half a year in court for five full months. Before entering the palace, he recuperates in the teahouse, and takes a nap in the teahouse after the imperial court. Afterwards, he is driven back by his servants.That's why, ever since Xue Li became an official, a private room in this teahouse has been exclusive to him.

The clerk was worried about Liulilang's discomfort, so he said to Xue Ling, "Master Jiang is better. The back kitchen has specially prepared ginger soup, which has been boiling. Let me make a pot for you?"

As soon as he heard that the young master was ill in the morning, the shopkeeper told the back kitchen to put down the earthenware pot, which has been simmering on the stove until now, and the princes and grandsons who came in and out, who would dare to neglect him.

The pupils under the mask showed a familiar smile in the past, the tails of the eyes were turned up, and the pupils softened into puddles of water.Probably "Master Jiang" had a bad throat, and he didn't yell for a bowl quickly as usual, but just hummed softly.

Xue Ling pushed the door open and entered, Xue Li was still sitting in front of the window facing outside like a servant.Hearing the sound of the door, he turned around in horror, his hands still clenched tightly, and seeing that it was Xue Ling, he breathed a sigh of relief and gradually slowed down.Xue Ling glanced at his hands, walked a few steps closer and said, "Go and change your clothes first."

Xue Li stood up as she said, and went inside the screen, and when she came out after a while, Xue Ling had already taken off the mask.She is used to rough hands and feet, but at this time she almost held it to Xue Li with both hands.

This broken thing is hard to find, I don't know where to find it if I drop it.When things are gone, they are gone, the life of the idiot in front of him is at stake.

Xue Li wanted to take it, but stretched out her hand, but the gold seal was still clutched in her hand. I don't know if it was just not dropping it all the time, or it was pinched again after changing clothes.Showing it to Xue Ling, he was a little embarrassed, and hastily withdrew his hands, touched his whole body, and hid the seal on the inside of his coat.

However, these movements were only for a moment, and Xue Ling waited impatiently for no reason while holding up the mask.The seal was given to Xue Li before she left the house.It is only said that this sick young man has probably never done such life-and-death activities, and he was already nervous in Jiangfu. Although he pretended to be calm on the road, he was almost paralyzed when he entered the teahouse, and even fell on the soft couch after changing his clothes. Couldn't even say a word.

She had wanted to return the golden seal to Xue Li yesterday, but she wasn't in a hurry, but she carried it on her body before leaving today.

Officials are not allowed to have accompanying servants, and most people on the way to the gate of the palace just bring a personal servant and wait.Since she was pretending to be a servant, wearing something else would attract people's attention. Thinking that Xue Li would be alone in a teahouse, waiting for someone who didn't know when she would return, if she didn't have anything to think about, it would be really hard. The past was tough.

So this seal just happened to come in handy.

Back then Xue Yihan defended him so much, the two of them were truly father-son, seeing the relics, they must have been touched.Instead of making him wait in fear, it is better to spend his thoughts on shedding two tears and thinking about the dead.

I thought so when I left, but now it seems that Xue Li must have been thinking about the dead for half the morning, and she couldn't help but want to slide out her sword and chop things up for him, but it's a pity that she can't hide the front today, so there is no grievance .

Some people, poor thing, she obviously couldn't do it by herself, but still pretended that it was because the sword wasn't there.

However, the world can only see those pretense, and the naked eye cannot distinguish the mortal beings.Xue Li saw that Xue Ling's expression was not good, so she quickly took the mask and put it on her face, as if it could cover her guilt and fear.

Xue Ling also went sideways to the screen, but there was a very long delay.When I entered the building in the morning, because I painted my face, I had to carry a big burden to cover it up.When someone asked about it, they said they just added some winter clothes for Young Master Jiang and put them in the teahouse, since it would be annoying if they had to carry them around again.

Therefore, Jiang Yufeng hid the potion in the bag and asked Xue Li to wash it off in the teahouse before returning, especially remembering to clean up the water stained with paint.

After the copper mirror was revealed as it was, and the water stains were wiped off, Xue Ling filled the leather bag with dirty water and carried it. When he came out, there was a copper pot on the table. Soup, with Xiaodie candied fruit on the side to relieve the spicy.

Xue Ling opened it, but the inside was still full.It should have been left for a while, and the scorching heat has disappeared.Xue Li had seen it a long time ago, but he didn't drink a few sips of tea, so how could he have the leisure to drink this stuff.Seeing that Xue Ling had tidied up, he said softly, "Let's go, we'll talk when we go back."

Xue Ling was still so depressed that he didn't answer. He squeezed his wrist, went to the table, picked up the tea bowl and drank two or three bowls.Xue Li murmured from the side: "Be careful of the heat."

With prejudice, saying anything is in vain to provoke anger.After leaving it for so long, it's hot ass, Xue Ling cursed.It's just that the young master of Jiang's mansion can't lift his shoulders and resist, so he absolutely can't do something like throwing a bowl.Xue Ling put the bowl on the table with great restraint, and said coldly: "The whole world knows that you have contracted a cold, and if you don't drink it, you will be overwhelmed. What should the store do if you tell it?"

Although this remark was reasonable, it was still an unscrupulous remark in the face of resentment, but Xue Li took it seriously.He has few things to do, and he is not as careful as Xue Ling and others, but he is not stupid.This time, Jiang Yufeng asked him what to say, and even predicted who he would meet along the way, and taught him how to answer.It's just that Jiang's father and son have never lived in a teahouse for such a long time, and they didn't expect the shopkeeper to be so enthusiastic.

Even if it wasn't so meticulous and detailed, Xue Li knew that if the incident happened, the consequences would be unimaginable, so she rushed up to imitate Xue Ling and filled a bowl, choking and coughing again and again.

About to fall out again, Xue Ling had already walked a few steps, approached the door, saw that there was no one around outside, and said with a muffled "hum": "You are stupid, a horse can't drink so much after running a hundred and eighty miles ".After all, he stood outside the door first.

Xue Li was dumbfounded by her shock, held the bowl and coughed a few more times before gently putting it back on the table, and lifted the lid of the pot worriedly, seeing that there was only half a pot of soup in it, and only then did she catch her breath.

After walking a few steps before going out, he adjusted his robe and mask unconsciously, and touched the inside of the skirt with his hand.The others may be false, but he is weak but he has never fooled anyone.It was quite cold in the late autumn morning, and he was covered in sweat after just a little tossing around.

When I went downstairs, I could see the drops of water in Mr. Jiang's ears even when he was doing his work. He flattered him by saying that the ginger soup had a miraculous effect.Looking back at Xue Ling, it was a strange face.Young Master Jiang looks domineering, but he is actually very talkative.Relying on his acquaintance, the young man teased:
"Why isn't Young Master Huai Zhou following your lord today?"

(End of this chapter)