The remarriage of the high-ranking daughter

Chapter 131 A Strange Night (3)
At this point, Xiao Yun suddenly stopped speaking, and then walked away with a gloomy face. The heavily closed door was enough to express his extremely bad mood at the moment.

Chang An just sighed and lowered his eyes.

She still doesn't understand why Xiao Yun is nice to her, but he is Xiao Jingrong, she reminds herself all the time.

Duke Xiao didn't want any kind of beauty, so how could he care about her as a married woman? It doesn't make sense anywhere.

If Qin Muli's approach made her want to flee, then Xiao Yun's kindness to her made her feel unstoppable fear, fear of the unknown.

She admits that she is very timid and selfish. In this life, she just wants to guard her family and live an ordinary life. This is the greatest stability and happiness for her.

In the dark cabin, there was only a little light and dust dancing, and there was a long silence. Zi Yuan gradually stopped crying, then struggled to get up, knelt down on the wooden bed, and kowtowed to Chang An, "I don't know what's good and what's wrong. Miss, don't be angry!"

Ziyuan said this sincerely. She is a servant girl, so she is not worth the trouble of the master. It is the duty of the young lady not to be nice to her, but it is the affection to be nice to her. If she doesn't know how to be grateful, then what is she going to do? up?

She was in a hurry all of a sudden, she only thought about Qin Lang's feelings, but she didn't expect Miss to be worried about her.

"Silly girl, don't do this!"

While speaking, Chang'an had already helped Ziyuan up, but she grabbed her palm and looked through it. Her trembling fingers stroked the large and small scars all over Chang'an's tender palm, and Ziyuan couldn't help but shed tears again.

Ever since she was bought to serve the young lady, how have you ever seen the young lady suffer such injuries, and all this is for her!

Zi Yuan kept crying, and Chang An had no choice but to comfort him: "Stop crying, if your family Qin Lang came, he might think I was bullying you!"

"Miss..." Ziyuan sniffed, her eyes were filled with tears, she looked pitiful, "Slave looks like this, can I see him?"

For some reason, as soon as her finger touched the bald spot on her forehead, Zi Yuan couldn't help but feel chills in her heart. If she became ugly, would Qin Lang still want her?
"What are you afraid of? If he dares not want you, I will definitely let Ziyu peel his skin!"

Chang An pursed his lips, but the look in his eyes was serious and cold for no reason, Ziyuan even forgot to cry, just stared blankly, suddenly a touch of fear and worry rose in his heart, he waved his hands quickly and said: "Don't, don't hurt me. he!"

"I bluffed you!"

Chang An suddenly smiled easily, and scratched Zi Yuan's nose, "If he is really a man who only looks at appearances, at most we will draw a line with him in the future and never talk to him again!"

It's a sad thing for a man to only care about appearance. If a beauty is old, wouldn't the love be gone?

Rather than going down such a path of desolation, it would be better to cut it off at the beginning.

Besides, considering Qin Muli's face, she would not really do anything to Qin Lang.

"Miss……"

Zi Yu wiped away her tears, and finally there was a smile in her eyes.

"Zi Yu will come up to the mountain later, and then I will borrow some of her hair, and add some of my hair and your own. It will definitely cover you up and make you look beautiful when you see Qin Lang."

Chang'an suddenly thought of something, isn't there a tribe who likes to braid her hair and put it on her forehead? Now that she imitates it once, she can't help but relieve Ziyuan's current embarrassment and maintain her self-esteem. Why? Happy to do it?
Besides, when her own hair grows back in the future, who will remember that she lost these hairs back then.

"How does this work?"

Ziyuan was dumbfounded, how could she borrow this hair casually, even if she lost part of it, she would feel heartbroken, how could she look at Miss and Ziyu like her?
"You listen to me, that's right!"

Chang'an smiled and shook his head, but Ziyuan became a little uneasy, she hesitated for a long time, then changed the subject all day long, and said, "Miss, was that man just now Prince Xiao?"

She seemed to have vaguely seen this man when she just hurt her head, but how long has she been unconscious, and this Duke Xiao has a crush on the young lady?

This is how to do?The most important thing is what about Qin Muli?
The smile on Chang An's face stagnated, he nodded slowly, but suddenly said: "You just woke up and don't get too emotional, let's rest for a while, I'll get you some porridge."

Zi Yuan just nodded in a daze, watching Chang An's back drifting away, lying on her back on the wooden bed again, but sighed heavily.

The small kitchen of the ancient miracle doctor was built not far from the wooden house. Chang'an can be said to have no fingers touching the spring water. She has never touched those foods. What surprised her was that the meals these days were all cooked by Xiao Yun. Yes, although it is not extremely delicious, it will definitely not make you unable to swallow.

From this point of view, Xiao Yun can be considered a good man who can enter the kitchen and exit the hall.

A bowl of clear porridge was placed in an iron pot that was still warm from the stove. As soon as Chang An turned around, he saw the ancient genius doctor standing at the door of the kitchen. Gloomy, Chang An stepped back subconsciously, but forced a smile on his face, "Ancient genius doctor!"

"Ah."

The ancient miracle doctor nodded, and moved over, but glanced at the pot on the stove, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Chang An immediately understood, and hurriedly handed over the rough pottery bowl in his hand, "There are still here, you can use it first!"

The ancient miracle doctor was not polite, he took it and emptied it all at once, but he handed the bowl back to Chang'an unhappily. Chang'an scooped up the second bowl knowingly, the third bowl... until the sixth bowl was finished. Only then did he wipe his mouth with his sleeve in satisfaction, but when he left the kitchen, he turned around and glanced at Chang'an, his gaze was strange no matter what.

Chang An was leaning over to scoop up the porridge at that time, although he didn't pay attention, he felt a chill in his vest, and an inexplicable chill slowly creeping up from the soles of his feet.

Turning around suddenly, there was no sign of the ancient miracle doctor at the door of the kitchen, so she patted her chest comfortingly, she must have been too nervous, but in fact there was nothing.

In the middle of the afternoon, Ziyuan and Lu Xiaohou came up the mountain. In addition to bringing regular supplies, they also cleaned up the house and yard. This ancient genius doctor is too busy studying herbs, so how can he care about these things? .

It is said that the highest record of the ancient miracle doctor is actually five days and five nights without sleep, without rest, without eating or drinking, playing with his medicinal Gu herb ointment. It can be said that he is very selfless and devoted. I don’t know if he has anything that can provide spiritual power and relieve hunger. Otherwise, it would be unimaginable for a person to go without eating or drinking for such a long time.

(End of this chapter)