Xue Tingzhi didn't expect to meet someone when he came back so late.

When he heard the sound of the branch breaking, he looked over. Although it was dim under the moonlight, he recognized Lu Jinxi after a while.

So, he didn't move.

Because he is holding a lantern.

Although he can't see Lu Jinxi, Lu Jinxi can definitely see him, and most of them have already recognized him. So running away was guilty, and it was meaningless to cover up, so he stood in place and waited.

Holding a medicine bag in one hand, and a lantern that was already dark in the other.

He listened to Lu Jinxi's inaudible voice of joy and anger, and forced the strange heartbeat to be suppressed, bowed and said, "Tingzhi, please pay attention to mother. I really just came back from the outside, I'm afraid I have disturbed my mother. …”

"Not to be disturbed."

Turning the begonia branch in his hand with his fingers, Lu Jinxi's scrutinizing eyes passed over him, not ignoring the smell of medicine on his body, and of course not ignoring the medicine bag he was holding in his hand.

"At this hour, the keys have been locked everywhere in the mansion. How did you get back from outside? And this is..."

The voice was slightly elongated, and Lu Jinxi's brows were slightly twisted, but he did not continue to speak.

Meaning, it is enough to understand.

First, how did you get in?

Second, what are you doing out there?

If he really did something wrong, I'm afraid he would be at a loss when faced with the problem at this moment.

Xue Tingzhi has experienced too many things, and this change is not enough to make him panic.

At the moment, Xue Tingzhi glanced at her and seemed hesitant, but he still opened his mouth: "Reporting to my mother, I suddenly had a fever on the night of Lin'an, and everyone in the house stopped, so Tingzhi did not dare to be disturbed. So I only asked the steward to help me. Leave the door and come back at night."

"Lin'an?"

Isn't that his book boy?

Lu Jinxi still remembered that it was the one sitting on the steps eating the cake.

By Xue Tingzhi's side, it was not that no one was waiting.

It's just that those maids, seeing that his life is hard and there is no hope, they all begged the steward to be transferred to another yard.

Xue Tingzhi didn't pursue it, and when Lu found out, he closed his eyes and passed.

So now, Xue Tingzhi is waiting by his side.

Lu Jinxi remembered and thought about the hidden meaning of Xue Tingzhi's words, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Anyway, he is also the eldest son of Xue's house. Although Lin'an is serving you closely, he is your book boy. But there is no reason why you, the eldest son, will go out and ask for medicine in person."

"It's still the middle of the night. What happened, who can afford it?"

"I know that the eldest son doesn't like me, and I'm afraid he is afraid of me."

"But these things happened in the house, I should have solved it in my own place. As long as you send a message to the east courtyard, someone will come and go back to me. Even if I fall asleep, the egret Qingque will take care of it properly. ."

Her voice, on this flowery night, had a bit of a laid-back connotation.

It's just that once you ponder the meaning of these words, it is not at all leisurely...

Xue Tingzhi listened, his fingers clinging to the lantern tightened slightly, but he lowered his beautiful eyebrows: "Mother taught me a lesson."

"No one is going to teach you a lesson."

The good son Xue Kuang taught himself, who would dare to teach him a lesson?

Lu Jinxi sneered from the bottom of her heart, but her face became more and more kind, and there was a little more introspection in her words.

"It's still my negligence. The eldest son is not too young, and there must be a few servants around him who can be called. The eldest son does not have to be concerned about me. You are the blood of the general, and the general's house will not treat me badly. here you go."

This is quite frank.

It's clear: I don't like you, but I won't treat you badly right now.

She has no prejudice against Xue Tingzhi, but the fact that the other party went outside to ask for medicine tonight made her feel uncomfortable.

Because, someone who knows how to do things will not do this.

After all, I came to the East Court to report, no one handled it, and then I went out to ask for medicine, which is somewhat reasonable.

He didn't have to go out with honor, but let those who knew it scolded "the madam of the general treats the common son harshly".

This is very simple truth.

Xue Tingzhi listened, how could he not understand?

He stared at Lu Jinxi and buried his head for a long time: "It's Tingzhi who owes you a lot of consideration. In the future, no matter how big or small, you must let your mother know first."

"I finally said something. I don't even know about today's affairs, even the steward who left the door for you, and I won't pursue it."

Lu Jinxi laughed, and then put his eyes on the medicine bag he was carrying again.

"Fever is not a trivial matter. Where did you get this medicine?"

"Returning to mother, I asked for it in Huishengtang."

Xue Tingzhi did not hide it.

The only pharmacy that was open in the middle of the night was the Huishengtang family.

It's no fun to lie about this and be found out later. It's just that how to notify Guishou Zhang and give the correct caliber, but it became a problem.

Lu Jinxi listened and nodded: "I guess so. It's just that Guishouzhang's temperament is really arrogant. I'm not embarrassing you, right?"

"Tingzhi is going to Huishengtang for the first time, but I don't know about this, but I only heard that he is kindhearted..."

Xue Tingzhi seemed a little surprised, but he seemed to have thought of something, and looked up at Lu Jinxi.

"However, when picking up the medicine, there was a doctor who wanted to return to Shengtang. He mentioned that his mother had sent a lot of medicinal materials to Huishengtang, and it was the heart of a bodhisattva. Maybe they saw the mother's face and were not embarrassed."

Lu Jinxi raised his eyebrows immediately, noncommittal, only said: "You have a disease in your legs and feet, but have you ever asked Guishou Zhang?"

At that moment, Xue Tingzhi's hand trembled slightly.

In the lantern that was lit, the flame was also flickering, as if the wick inside was not very stable, and it looked like it would go out at any time.

His voice was a little hoarse: "...Back to mother, never."

"That's fine too."

Lu Jinxi pinched the begonia and turned it slightly in his hand. Pink or crimson flowers, under the light of Xue Tingzhi's lantern, looked a little more elegant.

Her voice was calm, like the wind blowing, and she said: "Although you say, you can't be cured if you ask famous doctors. But Guishou Zhang is different from ordinary people. I will send someone to invite him early tomorrow morning to see him. Not coming. Perhaps, there is not necessarily no hope of recovery..."

It sounds like he cares about his son-in-law.

But these words fell in Xue Tingzhi's ears, but there was a dangerous feeling: Is it because of caring about the concubine, or because of wanting to verify?

He was quietly vigilant.

The young face, the outline is still green.

Although he seems to be more mature than his peers, he is still not very old. At this moment, he only shows a bit of confusion or anxiety.

"Tingzhi's disease is carried in the womb, I'm afraid it won't be cured. Will Doctor Zhang..."

"You only know after trying it." Lu Jinxi laughed, "No one can guarantee that there will be no contingency. I have made up my mind on this matter, but you can go back and wait for the news. The medicine you are carrying now is from The person who came from Huishengtang should be appropriate. I will send someone over in a while to make a fire at night and stay up late, so you can’t come by yourself.”

"…"

At that time, Xue Tingzhi didn't think that she was so easy to talk, and she had to send someone to take care of her in the middle of the night, but she lost her words.

The days at the border are bitter and cold.

In the two years he was there, he forgot the days when he was short-lived in his childhood. The only thing he could swallow every day was the goat milk brought by Hu Ji at first, and then the only thing he could swallow. Come to very rough food...

He became yellow-faced and thin, barely growing.

Therefore, even if Xue Kuang waited for him to return to Beijing later, no one doubted his age...

Who would doubt an orchid's son?

Who would doubt such a dirty little child?

As for the arrival of the General's Mansion, the days have been much better compared to the border.

Or rather, he's used to it.

The attitude of this "first-mother" has never been in his consideration, but he is getting older and has a lot of his own considerations and plans, so he has to get close to her.

Now, she even offered to treat his foot injury.

Xue Tingzhi blinked, and after a long time, she forcibly suppressed some things that had risen in her heart: after all, the possibility of her suspicion of this son-in-law is greater than the possibility of caring about him, isn't it?

Xue Tingzhi bowed and said, "Tingzhi thanked his mother for Lin'an."

It's still too polite to speak.

He seemed moved and a little complicated.

However, it doesn't seem to be at all guilty.

Lu Jinxi saw all this in his eyes, and knew that Lin'an was still ill, so he didn't waste his time, so he just said, "Let's go."

"Yes."

Xue Tingzhi was about to retreat with a lantern.

After saluting Lu Jinxi, he turned around.

He has an aura of stature, but is thin, stepping on the junction of youthful youth and maturity, his temperament is extremely strange, and he only feels that he has a bit of tolerance.

It's just that when I walk, my body shakes a little.

The slight lameness on his left foot was the only imperfection in him.

Lu Jinxi stood there, wearing a thick mink cloak, and his eyes gradually became cold as he saw his figure drifting away from the road.

It's so late, coming back from outside...

I hope it is indeed Lin'an sickness.

With this thought in her heart, she clings to the one that had opened most of the Begonia, re-entered the door, and when she went to call Qingque up, she sent a few sharp-eyed and steady girls to Xue Tingzhi's side.

"Crack."

The door closed with a slight rattling.

Xue Tingzhi, who was at the end of the passage, heard it, and his footsteps stopped.

He couldn't help but look back, but he couldn't see the East Courtyard, nor Haitang, nor Lu Jinxi's figure. There was only a lonely passage.

There were high walls on both sides, and he stood in the middle.

The light of the lantern is a little dim.

There seemed to be a dark, slightly cold fragrance in the air, lingering around him, and he remembered the dewy Begonia Lu Jinxi was holding in his hand.

A half-open one.

Is it the fragrance of Begonia?

This thought flashed through his mind in a trance, but when he turned around, he vaguely remembered: Haitang has no fragrance.

He said "it's not an example" and "just pretend that it didn't happen", but in action he has to send a few maids to his side, and he will go to invite ghosts in the morning...

Believe it or not?

This mother-in-law is also somewhat interesting.

Xue Tingzhi watched for a while, and the smile on his lips took on a bit of coldness.

He walked away silently, the lameness after the injection, and a slight fever and tingling, reminding him all the time:

That one, the blood-stained night with a broken hamstring...

Shuangyue shone upon him, as well as thousands of households in the capital.

In the Huisheng Hall in the east of the outer city, the lights are still on, and most of the apprentices have already fallen asleep.

There is only ghost hand Zhang in the lobby.

He frowned tightly, sighed deeply, cleaned the used silver needles one by one, and baked them on the fire before putting them in the needle bag.

His apprentice Ji Wuwei was cleaning up in the hall and hung a lantern outside, in case people who came to the emergency room late at night could not see the way, and then turned around and closed the open doors.

Hearing this sigh, he glanced back and said strangely, "Master, what's wrong with you? You went to the doctor at night, did you encounter any incurable diseases?"

Guishou Zhang rubbed his eyebrows, only to feel tired.

He took the needle bag and put it down, took another pen, and was about to record the situation of Xue Tingzhi's acupuncture today, only to reply: "Incurable diseases are everywhere, and in a lifetime of medicine, there will always be a few cases. Don't worry so much, kid, just close the door."

"Oh."

Ji Wuwei stuck out his tongue and pulled the door handle with both hands, about to close the last door.

Who would have thought that at the moment when there was the last slap left between the two doors—

"Hold on."

It is an elegant voice, a little deep, like a mellow wine.

At that moment, Ji Wuwei seemed to smell the aroma of wine.

Almost at the same time, a slender, jade-like hand reached out and placed it next to the door that was about to close.

It doesn't seem to be very forceful, but there is a certainty.

Ji Wuwei was taken aback and did not dare to close the door for a while.

The outstretched hand exerted a little force, and there was a foot-long slit in the door leaf. A tall and elegant figure, a handsome face with a smile, a crane cloak with dark bamboo leaves, could vaguely see a Horn.

"Gu, Young Master Gu?"

Ji Wuwei recognized him and was immediately surprised.

Gu Juefei was outside the door and laughed: "Are you going to close it? Is your master there?"

The ghost hand Zhang, who was still recording the medical case in the hall, heard this voice and was almost scared out of his body!

In an instant, his complexion changed greatly, and he shrunk to the bottom of the counter, shouting: "No! I'm sleeping!"

Hmph, this old guy, he has to pretend!

Gu Juefei didn't seem to laugh, just patted Ji Wuwei on the shoulder and said, "Come on, let me go, I have something to say to your master tonight."

"Wang Bagaozi, you are not a good thing just like your father!"

Guishou Zhang was already angry and cursing.

"I'm thinking of your love for disaster relief in the past, and the prescription was given to you. What do you want? Get out now! I don't have anything to say to you!"

"prescription?"

Does he still have a face to give a prescription?

Gu Juefei laughed.

At this time, Ji Wuwei had foolishly gave way.

Obviously, he didn't understand, why during the day, the master was still friendly to the eldest son of Gu, but at night, he turned his face and didn't recognize him?

Gu Juefei was quite clear about this.

He didn't come empty-handed, with a wine jar in his right hand. The faint aroma of wine came from inside.

Inside the counter, Guishou Zhang has shrunk his entire body.

Gu Juefei walked all the way and saw the unfinished medical record at a glance. Zhaohai Point, Kunlun Point, etc., are all points near the ankle. Is this treating people's legs and feet?

Obviously not for Gu Chengqian.

That old fool is knee pain.

Gu Juefei frowned slightly, glanced at the old medical case book that had been there for some years, and then turned his eyes to the counter.

On his face, there was a genial smile like a spring breeze.

He remembered the "wonderful" day when he came down the mountain, and the feeling of drinking in Xingfangzhai just now came up a little.

"despair."

The wine jar was placed on the counter with a crisp sound.

The ghost hand Zhang hidden below heard it immediately, and shuddered with fright.

However, in the next moment, his nose that was better than a dog smelled the fragrance, and his eyes lit up in an instant, and he was very pleasantly surprised: "Baiyuntan, Prajna wine! At least ten years of aging... "

He rushed out without hesitation, and saw Gu Juefei standing in front of him at a glance.

But at this moment, he didn't feel that Gu Taishi's son was abominable at all. Looking after Gu Juefei was like looking at an immortal in the sky, very kind.

Even the smile on his face is brighter than the spring flowers and autumn moon.

Two wrinkled hands, as if being pulled by invisible spider silk, consciously embraced the jar in his arms.

"Oh, eldest son, you are too polite, isn't it just a prescription for legs? You actually gave me such a thank you for the labor. I laughed at the old man, and accepted it..."

"laugh…"

Gu Juefei finally laughed angrily: "It seems that this wine is really to your taste. Then let's sit down, have a drink, and calculate yesterday's account."