Chapter 22

Lin Qingwu gathered his emotions and whispered, "when he returned to the South courtyard, he told Xiao Lan to keep an eye on Lin Qingqian's every move. If there is something wrong, report it to me immediately."

"Yes, I know."

"Well, there is a good ointment given by my mother in my house. Go back and take it and apply it to yourself."

"I thank you, miss."

……

For the next three days, Lin Qingqian stayed in Liuyuan.

If Lin Qingwu thinks she is strange, she will find someone to observe her. What she has to do is to dispel her doubts.

In the past few days, Lin Qingrou came here with obvious intention to learn Lin Qingqian's massage for the old lady.

Lin Qingqian was not stingy. He taught her everything.

Lin Qingrou learned it and went out of the willow garden with a proud smile. She secretly despised Lin Qingqian as a fool.

Now that she has learned, she will not be able to pay attention to her grandmother in the future.

With a bitter face in spring and summer, he didn't understand Lin Qingqian's leisurely and comfortable way: "how can miss really teach the fourth miss? In front of the old lady in the future, can't you remember miss?"

Not to regard it as right, Lin Qingqian smiled as like as two peas. "No, this is the only one who understands this massage in my family. Four sisters massage to my grandmother, just like mine. My grandmother would never know that I learned from it, but I would even read my good."

With Lin Qingrou's hard work, she can get the old lady's favor without effort. Why not?

Besides, being nice is always a move and will always be hated.

Lin Qingqian picked his eyebrows and asked, "I asked you to make wormwood leaf sachets and medicine bags in autumn and winter, but they are ready?"

"Miss Hui, the wormwood needs one or two days to be completely air dried, and then it can be done according to the miss's instructions."

Lin Qingqian smiled with satisfaction. It is common for elderly people to have poor sleep. In modern times, her mother also can, but after soaking her feet with wormwood leaf medicine bag, it will get better. The sachet can refresh and refresh the brain, which is also good.

Lin Qingqian sat up from the soft collapse, looked out of the cold wind, turned around and asked, "elder brother Changgeng took what you sent to the fence garden these two days?"

"Miss Hui, I took them all. Uncle Gu also said that childe Gu asked him to tell his slave servant, thank you, miss."

Seeing that Lin Qingqian really regarded Gu Changgeng as his brother, he could not call his name in spring and summer. Because he was not the young master of the prime minister's house, he called him childe Gu.

Lin Qingqian chuckled and knew it. Thank you. Gu Bo must have said it without authorization. Gu Changgeng didn't throw things away behind his back. It's good.

"Come on, let's go to the eldest sister's yard and make my lunch unnecessary in autumn and winter."

"Yes, miss."

When they came to Nanyuan, Lin Qingwu greeted them cordially, as if something unpleasant had never happened in jinglanyuan.

In order to dispel Lin Qingwu's doubts, Lin Qingqian tried to imitate the original indulgence and arrogance, and didn't hesitate to say a few words abusing Gu Changgeng.

With that, Lin Qingqian's back was chilly and prayed secretly that these words should not reach Gu Changgeng's ears.

After lunch, Lin Qingqian left with spring and summer.

Zhu Hong came in and saw Lin Qingwu standing in front of the window. She took her cloak and walked over. "Miss, the wind is strong by the window. You are weak. You need to be careful not to catch a cold."

Lin Qingwu put on his cloak and said softly, "what do you think of the three younger sisters today?"

"The maidservant felt... No different from the past. She also relied on the young lady, hated Gu Changgeng, and even..."

"Even what? Go on."

Zhu Hong looked disdainful and said, "it's just as rude and unreasonable. It can't be compared with a lady with elegant temperament."

"Oh, really?"

Today, Lin Qingwu feels that Lin Qingqian has not changed much from the past, but that day in Jinglan garden, Lin Qingqian's words and deeds clearly look like a different person.

……

Hedge garden.

Gu Changgeng is copying calligraphy in the room and writing. His strong and unrestrained handwriting is a bit uninhibited and arrogant.

He was taught by Gu Yun when he was young. Of course, he is like Gu Yun.

Gu Bo brought a cup of tea. He was pleased and sad to see that the young master studied hard. If it weren't for the family accident, he should go to school in the Imperial College.

Gu Changgeng noticed Gu Bo's mood, put down his pen and asked, "Gu Bo has something to say?"

"Oh, by the way, the plum blossoms in the yard are open today. Don't you go out and have a look, young master?"

Gu Changgeng's picturesque eyebrows and eyes frowned, "the plum blossom is open. Why should I go to see it?"

"The young master often stares at the plum blossom tree for a while these days. The old slave thinks the young master is waiting for the plum blossom to bloom."

I don't know what he thought. Gu Changgeng's ears were slightly red and his face was cold. He said, "no! It's Gu Bo who thought more. I just happened to be distracted."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Gu Bo smiled, but Gu Changgeng seemed to see through his mind. His thin lips closed tightly and said, "that's it. There's nothing else. Go down first. I'll concentrate on reading."

"Yes, the old slave retreated first."

Gu Bohe came to the door and went out. Gu Changgeng took the book in his hand and couldn't read a word.

For a moment, he put down his books, walked to the window, opened the window, and saw the plum blossom tree in full bloom.

The plum blossom stands proudly in the cold wind, opening so brightly. The plum blossom is white and red, and its fragrance is refreshing.

Gu Changgeng suddenly flashed Lin Qingqian's figure in his brain. His face suddenly changed. He forced himself to close the window and said to himself, "what did she do? The plum blossom opened. What does it have to do with her?"

……

The next day.

When Lin Qingqian saw that there was no servant girl "passing by" outside the courtyard, he knew that she had dispelled Lin Qingwu's doubts.

The corner of his mouth was slightly raised and shouted to spring and summer: "go, take the osmanthus cake made in autumn and winter yesterday, and let's go to the fence garden."

Outside the fence.

Seeing Lin Qingqian, Gu Bo smiled and said, "the third lady is coming. It's cold outside. Please come in and have a cup of hot tea to warm yourself."

Lin Qingqian's eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles. "OK, I'll go in and disturb brother Changgeng."

"Don't bother, don't bother, the young master said, the three young ladies come and go directly to him."

Gu Changgeng will retort angrily if he hears Gu Bo's words. When did he say this!

Inside, Gu Changgeng sat in front of the case in a black robe, with a cold face. Lin Qingqian felt that the inside was not much warmer than the outside.

He shouted "brother Chang Geng." Gu Changgeng made a cold "um" sentence, then hung his eyes and continued reading, turning a blind eye to hang people aside.

After drinking two cups of hot tea, Lin Qingqian glanced at Gu Changgeng from the corner of his eye. He always had a cold face and didn't even give her a look.

Embarrassed, Lin Qingqian thought of the plum blossom in full bloom and said with a dry smile, "brother Changgeng, the plum blossom in your hospital is just right. I'll pick one for you and put it back in the house. It will look good."

With that, without waiting for Gu Changgeng to answer, he ran out of the room.

If she stayed any longer, she was afraid of freezing to death by the cold air pressure released by Gu Changgeng.