Rise From the Humble

In the feudal era, men and women were not close to each other, and they had to avoid suspicion. What's more, it's late at night, and sister-in-law is the most likely to be exposed to pornographic news, such as "sister-in-law, half wife", "sister-in-law's butt and balls, there are Folk proverbs such as "Half the brother-in-law" are often heard, so naturally we should pay attention to avoid suspicion. Of course, the most important thing is that Zhu Ping'an is eager to return home and can't wait to see Li Shu. So Zhu Pingan just nodded and said "It's me", then turned and walked into the Jingxiang Garden.

"Then, that's Uncle Wuwu???" Jinque opened his mouth, stared blankly at Zhu Pingan's back as he disappeared into the Jingxiang Garden, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"It seems so." Yin Ge nodded blankly, as if his whole body had been struck by lightning.

After the two girls finished speaking, they looked at each other and further confirmed their opinions from each other's expressions. Then their four eyes opened wider and wider, "Ah, the fifth uncle was released from prison so soon?!"

This lady is naturally beautiful, but he didn’t even look at me. Hey, he’s in a hurry to be reincarnated. I’m not a hundred times prettier than that sick cat!

Seeing Zhu Ping'an, the sixth lady just nodded and hurriedly entered the Jingxiang Garden without even looking at herself. She almost broke the handkerchief in her hand.

"Get out of jail, get out of jail, what's all the fuss about!"

The sixth lady had a gloomy face, glared at the two girls angrily, grabbed a handful of handkerchiefs with her little hands, stamped her feet vigorously, bit her teeth and slapped the two girls in the face, then walked away with a swish of her waist. .

Miss, you were more surprised than us just now. Jinque and Yinge hid their words in their hearts and hurriedly chased after her.

"The soup smells so strong?"

He didn't notice the smell of the soup at first, but when Zhu Ping'an entered the gate of Jingxiang Garden, a strong smell of the soup hit his face, and it was hard not to notice.

"Who is sick?"

Boiling Chinese medicine means that someone is sick. Thinking of this, Zhu Ping'an's heart tightened, and his steps speeded up a little.

Walking into the courtyard, Zhu Pingan saw the little maid Hua'er coming out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of steamed buns.

"Hua'er, who is this soup for?" Zhu Ping'an hurriedly stepped forward and asked, his heart already in his throat.

"Uncle, this soup is for the young lady." Hua'er, the little maid of Baozi, nodded her head and replied when she heard Zhu Ping'an asked. After she finished answering, she felt something was wrong, looked at herself, and She looked at the decoction and then at Zhu Pingan, and then she reacted. She screamed out excitedly and almost spilled the decoction in her hand. Unfortunately, Li Shu always ranked first in Hua'er's heart. Hua'er regarded the soup as life, so he didn't spill it. However, he was so excited that he couldn't speak incoherently, "Ah, uncle. It's uncle!!! Uncle, are you back?!"

"It's for Sister Li!"

When Zhu Ping'an heard that Hua'er said that the soup was for Li Shu, his heart in his throat almost jumped out of his throat, his face suddenly turned pale, and his palms became sweaty with fear. Without saying a word, he walked over. Running towards the bedroom, when the fast little maid Hua'er of Baozi came to her senses, all she saw was Zhu Ping'an's back disappearing into the room.

"Uncle, wait for me..." Hua'er, Baozi's little maid, held the decoction in her hands and started running to catch up without even catching up.

In midsummer, the nights are slightly cool. Before going to bed, people usually open the windows to let in the wind and cool down the heat in the house. However, the doors and windows of the master bedroom in Jingxiang Garden are closed, and a plum red felt curtain is hung at the door, lest there be a little The wind came in, making the temperature inside the master bedroom several degrees higher than outside, and even the smell of the soup was much stronger than outside.

In the master bedroom.

Li Shu was half-lying on a six-poster bed with huanghuali clusters and cloud patterns, horseshoe legs, with plum blossom embroidered pillows behind her. The bed curtains were half-draped with blue and gold rims, and the bed was covered with mats, pillows and other cool things. They have all been removed, and there is an extra mattress than before, a double mandarin duck quilt, and a pine flower-colored butterfly embroidered quilt on top of the white pajamas.

Li Shu's usually rosy and charming face was now a little sickly pale, and she looked like the sickly beauty Sister Lin.

Qin'er knelt down in front of the bed and gently rubbed Li Shu's shoulders with her small hands. There were three girls waiting in the room.

"Miss, the soup is almost ready. If you eat this today, you can ask Dr. Zhang for a follow-up visit tomorrow." Qin'er gently rubbed Li Shu's shoulders while whispering.

"The medicine prescribed by Uncle Zhang is bitter and unpleasant... I really don't want to drink it..." Li Shu frowned when she heard that she was going to take the medicine.

"Miss, good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease. Even if you don't do it for yourself, you have to do it for..." Qin'er advised.

Just when Qin'er was persuading Li Shu, the curtain of the master bedroom was opened, and Zhu Pingan strode in.

"That girl is frizzy. Don't you know that young lady can't be exposed to wind? If it affects young lady's recovery, please be careful..."

When Qin'er heard the noise, she turned around angrily, ready to see which girl was so careless and wanted to give her a lesson. She had told her so many times that she couldn't be exposed to the wind, yet she still opened the door so wide. .

As soon as Qin'er turned her head, she saw Zhu Pingan striding over with a worried look on his face. She was stunned for a moment, then immediately recognized Zhu Pingan, and then she was stunned, and her words were stuck in her mouth.

"Sister Li, why are you sick? What's wrong with you? Is it serious?" Zhu Ping'an was anxious and worried. As soon as he entered the door, he went straight to Li Shu and squeezed Qin'er who was kneeling on the bed to rub Li Shu's shoulders. aside.

Li Shu was facing the bedroom door. She saw Zhu Pingan at the first moment. Although Zhu Pingan had a stubble and shabby clothes, Zhu Pingan just opened the door curtain. Before anyone came in, Li Shu recognized Zhu Pingan at a glance. Safety.

"Brother Zhu."

Seeing Zhu Ping'an return safely, Li Shu's sickly pale pretty face couldn't help but add a touch of color.

"Brother Zhu, why are you like this? You have lost weight...Brother Zhu, you have suffered in prison..."

Li Shu looked at the sad stubble on Zhu Pingan's face and the shabby clothes on his body, and tears suddenly flowed down. He stretched out his small hand to touch Zhu Pingan's rough face, and the tears on Li Shu's pretty face became even more intense.

"I'm fine, I haven't suffered at all. I ate well in prison, slept well, and lived a very nourishing life. Really, I can't bear to let the Holy One release me so early." Zhu Ping An held Li Shu's little hand and comforted Li Shu with a smile on his face.

"you're lying."

Li Shu burst into tears and laughed, crying in anger.