Ling Qingxuan looked at it for a while, confirmed that the old lady would not touch that thing again, and turned to leave.

"The scholar's wife didn't expect that she kindly took a concubine for her husband, but was calculated by the concubine's room... and ended up in a miserable end."

After the maid read out the last few paragraphs of the book, the old lady put on her crutches, "This book is good, keep it, and send it to the second young master another day."

The maid said hesitantly, "But Second Young Master, you shouldn't be interested in this book of folk words."

The old lady Ming shrewdly said: "He is not interested, but his little servant will definitely be interested in watching it. After reading it, just mention a few important points in Ming Che's ear, don't be merciless, it is risky to take a concubine, or hold I have a daughter-in-law's insurance."

The maids covered their mouths and snickered, saying that the old lady was really far-sighted, so she asked the old lady to pick out a few storybooks to give to Mingche together.

[Host, if you want to be obedient, I have a lot of this set of tricks. It’s not good to eavesdrop here. Let’s go back and rest. 】

What Ling Qingxuan listened to was not a book of words, but youth.

This old lady is really interesting.

The little girl left after a while.

Back in the small courtyard, before she swaggered two steps, she was stopped by A Chi, who was holding a medicine bottle.

"Xia Ling, where have you been so late?"

Although Xia Ling has been doing well recently, he has always been wary of her.

The girl's family is not only so good in kung fu, but also wears night clothes in the middle of the night, and at first glance, she is not doing serious things.

A Chi was shocked: "Could it be that you have other concubines!"

The first ball.

Ling Qingxuan didn't even look at him, she opened the door and went in directly.

A Chi chased after him, "Hey, Xia Ling, wait, I'm joking, this is the medicine the young master ordered to give you."

Several small bottles were stuffed into Aya Qingxuan's hands.

"Promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, no poison, you can't see it, you have gained the trust of the young master so quickly."

The little girl's tone was flat, "It's quite slow."

"Hey, tell me, what are you doing? How about I help you keep it a secret? Is there a handsome young master from my family?"

'boom! ’

The door slammed shut, almost flattening his face.

"Tsk, it's mysterious." Achi touched his nose, the playful tone disappeared, he put his ear against the door, and didn't hear any strange movement before leaving.

...

The hot and dry breath lingered.

Ming Che was a little breathless, he pushed aside the quilt and half sat up.

Wiping away the fine sweat on his forehead and putting his hands on the quilt, his mindless eyes were filled with surprise.

"How could..." The slightly hoarse voice in the morning was like the washed gravel on the beach.

The man's handsome and fair face had an unusual blush. He touched the edge of the bed, got out of bed, opened the window, found his cabinet, took out new clothes and put on his lips.

"Master, Master, are you up yet?"

A Chi's questioning came from inside and outside the room, and Ming Che responded casually: "I'm up, come in later."

"Ok~"

The changed clothes were hidden, and A Chi came in, as if to see Ming Che, a gentleman sitting at the table.

"Master, why is your face so red?" Ah Chi saw the wide open window and said, "Could it be that I forgot to close the window yesterday, Master, are you feeling unwell?"

"...the body is fine."

"That's good." A Chi brought in the wash.

"The old lady said that you and Xia Ling will come over in the morning, saying that she has something to ask."

Ming Che put his hand on his face, and felt the temperature drop on his face, he nodded slightly, "She, is she up?"

When it comes to Xia Ling, Achi has something to say.

"She woke up early. She was drinking tea and reading in the yard. I didn't see her having any other interests. She looked like an old lady."

No, not even the old lady, the old lady Ming has many hobbies.

A Chi continued: "And when I went to deliver the medicine last night, she actually came back wearing a night clothes. I don't know where she went."

Ming Che frowned slightly, but said nothing.

A Chi said a few words, and Ming Che was sorted out.

"Achi, do you want to shave my stubble?"

A Chi was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head to take a closer look, "Young master, you are too shallow, as if there is none, I don't think you need to shave."

Bright:  …

When the two went out, Ling Qingxuan put down the book, walked to Ming Che's side, and held his hand very naturally.

As soon as the cold skin touched, Ming Che remembered the shower last night and what happened in the dream.

He withdrew his hand like a frightened bird, and his breath became unstable.

"What's wrong, uncomfortable?" Ling Qingxuan put her hand on his forehead, "It's a little hot, it's not a big problem."

This time Mingche did not retreat, otherwise it would be too strange.

He squeezed the active cells in his heart, and replied in a deep voice, "No problem."

The little girl held him casually and took him to the old lady.

Along the way, the clear heart has not been stable, and even the road that usually remembers being overcooked, almost fell frequently.

Fortunately, Aya Qingxuan was very stable and didn't give him a chance to fall on him.

zz sighed while supporting Mao, and the good opportunity just flew away.

"What's the smell?" The little girl suddenly asked such a question on the way, leaning on Ming Che and smelling it, the man leaned back and almost fell into the pond next to him.

"What, what?" Ming Che felt a little guilty.

"Oh, it's fragrant powder." Ling Qingxuan touched her nose, "What are you doing with the things you usually do, are you sending off the girl?"

Ming Che heaved a sigh of relief and mentioned it again, "It's all for Ah Chi."

"You send a man?"

This matter is unclear, Mingche simply ignores her.

When the old lady Ming said a few words of greetings, the old lady asked someone to bring the basket.

"The maid said, you specially gave it to me yesterday, take a look."

Ling Qingxuan shook her head, "It was the maid who brought it here under the guise of my name."

The old lady said clearly: "I'll just say, how can you make these gadgets for me so ingeniously."

Aya Qingxuan's face was expressionless.

Why is this seat unlucky? When you cut someone, you have to cut it right.

[...] Host, it seems that this cannot be confused with ingenuity.

Hearing the word gadget, Ming Che subconsciously touched his wrist.

"Xia Ling, take a drug test."

Mingche said that he was not soft-hearted at all, and used her as Achi.

Ling Qingxuan knew that it was poisonous without any test.

But with so many people watching, she looked seriously in casual clothes.

"Well, poisonous."

The face of the maid next to him with the basket changed, and her hands were shaking.

"Calm down, the basket is not poisonous, don't shake."

Ling Qingxuan's comfort obviously had no effect, and the maid was still very scared.

The old lady was holding a cane, "She wants to get rid of me."

Ling Qingxuan raised her hand, "Do you want me to help?"

"Huh?" The old lady didn't understand what she said.

The little girl looked serious, "Help you get rid of... uh!"

She, her waist, was pinched by Mingche!