Author: Sigui Beihong

Pushing open the hanging window, a wind mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus blew towards Mo Yunxiao's face.

She closed her eyes gently, took a deep breath, and deeply smelled the fragrance of the flower. The depression of the past few days also disappeared with the wind.

Huan'er came in with face wash and said with a smile: "Girl, the weather is so nice today. If I hadn't made an appointment with Mrs. Li and Zhao Yanei, I really wanted to go to Yanyuan for a walk."

Mo Yunxiao scratched her nose and said with a smile: "Just thinking about it, when will Huan'er grow up!"

As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves, dipped her fingers as slender as a crane's palm into the water and washed her hands briefly. Huan'er also chuckled and gently rubbed Mo Yunxiao's face with a wrung-out hot towel.

Wiped it.

After washing your face, you should brush your teeth. Brushing your teeth is not a hygienic habit for modern people. Toothbrushes have already appeared in the Song Dynasty, and their shape and usage are not much different from those of today.

It's just that the toothpaste at this time was called tooth powder, and it was dipped on the toothbrush like fine salt to wipe the teeth. Although it was not as comfortable as modern toothpaste, the effect was even better.

Just as Mo Yunxiao was brushing her teeth, Miss Wang jumped in and said with a smile: "The Li family's wife is already here!"

"Oh?" Mo Yunxiao was surprised, and then she looked at Huan'er and smiled. She took the water Huan'er handed her and rinsed her mouth, and said, "Wan'er is really impatient."

"It can be seen that the Li family's wife cares about her very much." Huan'er said.

Miss Xiao Wang smiled foolishly and said, "That Zhao Yanei is gentle and polite. If it were me, I would care."

Huan'er made a "tsk" sound and scolded: "Little Guitou, you haven't washed your face when you got up in the morning! Come and wash your face!"

As she said this, she grabbed Miss Wang and washed her face. Xiao Wang naturally struggled, and the two of them became involved.

This kind of drama happens every morning, and Mo Yunxiao is used to it. She puts the towel she wiped her face on next to the basin and goes straight out.

Li Qingzhao was already waiting in the private room. Du Juan specially boiled water and tea for her and made a cup of oolong tea with the pattern of two birds flying together.

When Li Qingzhao saw this tea scene, he laughed and asked, "When will your girl come over?"

"Here we come!" Before he finished speaking, Mo Yunxiao had already walked over in a hurry. Li Qingzhao glanced at her sideways and saw that she was arranging her bun as she walked, obviously coming in a hurry.

Mo Yunxiao nodded to Du Juan and said, "The store still needs a reliable person to take care of it, so you go first."

Du Juan responded, bowed and left.

Du Juan calmly exited and closed the door. During this process, Li Qingzhao always looked at Mo Yunxiao with her cold eyes.

She didn't speak until the door was closed: "Before Defu comes, I want to hear what you have to say."

Mo Yunxiao smiled bitterly and said slowly: "That's exactly what I meant. I thought he would understand the painting I gave to Defu that day. The woman in my painting is not me but you. The little poem I wrote

Your order is also yours. But I didn’t expect that I would be self-defeating..."

"Why do you want to make such a mystery?" Li Qingzhao was also anxious and interrupted her: "If you don't tell me who this woman is, and Defu is a very affectionate and kind person, your mistake will be your secret love.

It’s impossible.”

"Wan'er, this is all my fault." Mo Yunxiao said apologetically: "I didn't specify who the person in the painting was because I was concerned about your reputation."

Li Qingzhao was stunned when she heard this. She suppressed the anger in her heart and slowly figured it out. This was indeed the case.

The social atmosphere in the Song Dynasty was not as open and lively as that in the Tang Dynasty. At this time, Neo-Confucianism was gradually emerging, and women mostly regarded tying their waists and feet as a beauty, and being restrained and restrained was considered appropriate.

If Mo Yunxiao had written Li Qingzhao's name in the painting, he would probably make the Zhao family laugh.

After thinking about this, the anger in Li Qingzhao's heart became even more intense. "You...you are really..." The nameless fire in her heart had nowhere to vent, so she had to pick up the tea bowl and order the tea that had been ordered by two birds. "Gudong"

"Gudong" and drank it all in one gulp.

Mo Yunxiao was stunned. She had never seen anyone drinking tea the same way as drinking alcohol.

She finished the tea, threw the teacup aside, and gasped: "In that case, I will believe you again. When Defu comes, you must make it clear and don't misunderstand him again. If you

It’s done, I’ll put the blame in the past and accept you as a friend. Otherwise, I will never let you off lightly!”

"This is natural." Mo Yunxiao hurriedly placed the tea bowls and said, "Would you like another bowl?"

Li Qingzhao waved his hand irritably, rejecting the offer of more tea. She sat leaning on the couch, and gently opened the skirt of her clothes, revealing a little bit of her snow-white chest.

Mo Yunxiao was even more stunned and said quickly: "Wan'er, your clothes..."

Li Qingzhao lowered his head and said contemptuously: "What are you afraid of? They only allow their men to bare their breasts and let me relax as much as I want."

At this time, there was a knock on the door. "You two girls, Mr. Zhao is here."

Both of them were shocked when they heard this. Li Qingzhao hurriedly adjusted his clothes, and Mo Yunxiao hurriedly responded loudly: "Oh! It's coming!"

But Li Qingzhao was in a hurry and couldn't straighten his clothes, so Mo Yunxiao rushed to help.

"What a damn talent! You can't arrive early or late, but you've arrived at this time!" Li Qingzhao complained while arranging his clothes.

Zhao Mingcheng's voice also came: "If you don't dare to work, madam, I will push the door and go in by myself."

"Ah! He wants to come in by himself!" Li Qingzhao's entire face changed color.

"No, no!" Mo Yunxiao shouted hurriedly: "Don't come in yet, wait for a while!"

Zhao Mingcheng was about to open the door and go in, but he was stunned after hearing this.

In a hurry, Li Qingzhao finally put his clothes in order, and then asked Mo Yunxiao: "What do you think of me? The flowers and rouge on my face?"

Mo Yunxiao smiled and nodded, saying, "She is a beautiful woman."

"Really? You didn't coax me?" Li Qingzhao was a little worried.

Mo Yunxiao covered her mouth and smiled, saying: "Of course."

"Okay, open the door." Li Qingzhao straightened his hair again and said to her as if he was ordering a maid.

Mo Yunxiao didn't feel dissatisfied, so she smiled and opened the door.

She thought silently in her heart: "This misunderstanding can finally be solved. The couple of gods and gods will finally be together."

She opened the door with such a good mood. But the moment she opened the door, she was a little dumbfounded.

Du Juan and Zhao Mingcheng standing outside the door are both correct, but there is also a middle-aged uncle who I don't know who he is.

This uncle also carried a small medicine box and looked like a doctor.

Mo Yunxiao was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, Zhao Mingcheng spoke first: "He Lu, it was presumptuous of me to bring Mr. He here today. However, I have the best of intentions. Mr. He has superb medical skills and is a medley of hundreds of people.

Three generations have been doctors in my family."

"This..." Mo Yunxiao showed a confused look and said, "Is this Mr. He?"

"Exactly the villain," the middle-aged uncle said.

Mo Yunxiao had no choice but to invite them in, and then asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Mingcheng glanced at Li Qingzhao, who seemed hesitant to speak. Mr. He calmly put down the medicine box and admired the meticulous paintings on the wall.

Li Qingzhao also showed a slightly puzzled look, but he was afraid that the question would directly damage his ladylike image, so he could only say calmly: "Defu, you brought a doctor here to treat the slave's illness?"

Zhao Mingcheng was also surprised. He caught up a few steps and asked, "What are the symptoms of Mrs. Li's wife?"

Li Qingzhao smiled shyly and thought to himself: "It seems that you really do have a crush on me." With this idea in mind, he became bold.

She tilted her body slightly and leaned gently towards Zhao Mingcheng. Zhao Mingcheng also hurriedly supported her. She grabbed Zhao Mingcheng's hand and said, "Defu, you hurt me that day by the Bianhe River.

Heartbroken."

Zhao Mingcheng glanced at Mo Yunxiao behind him, who was suppressing a smile, and said, "That's why I came here today. I was rude that day, and I shouldn't have said such things."

Li Qingzhao raised his eyes to look at him and said angrily: "You still have a conscience, my illness is just a heart disease. I don't want a doctor to treat my illness, as long as you come to see me, it will be cured."

Her hands were hot, and the billowing heat was conveyed to Zhao Mingcheng through her hands.

Zhao Mingcheng was afraid that Mo Yunxiao would misunderstand (actually he misunderstood), so he hurriedly helped Li Qingzhao up and sat up, and said, "Madam of the Li family, I am here today to apologize to you, and also for the sake of the Mo family."

"Oh?" Li Qingzhao and Mo Yunxiao looked at each other.

Mo Yunxiao's face became even more nervous, and she hurriedly said: "I asked Zhao Yanei to come here, but there was only one thing to do. In fact, that day..."

"Miss Mo!" Zhao Mingcheng also interrupted her and said, "I only have one thing to tell you."

Mo Yunxiao and Li Qingzhao looked at each other, and after receiving a nod of approval from the other party, they asked tentatively: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Mingcheng hesitated. He turned to Li Qingzhao and said, "I'd like to ask Madam Li for your convenience. I have a few words to say to Miss Mo."

After hearing this, Li Qingzhao's eyes were as big as walnuts.

Mo Yunxiao was afraid that she would misunderstand again, so she hurriedly said: "No, no, no! If you have any questions, just tell me. Wan'er is my close friend, and there is nothing she can't listen to."

One of Mo Yunxiao and Li Qingzhao looked nervous, and the other had an angry face. They both looked at Zhao Mingcheng.

Zhao Mingcheng paused for a moment and said, "I brought my doctor here specifically to see Miss Mo."

"Me?" Mo Yunxiao was shocked, but also found it very funny. She said in a dumbfounded voice, "What's wrong with me?"

Zhao Mingcheng still had a serious look on his face and said, "He Lu, don't hide anything from me. That day I met your female brother, Miss Yunxiang, and she told me everything."

Mo Yunxiao's eyes widened and she asked, "What did she tell you?"

"You have amnesia." Zhao Mingcheng blurted out these words, and Li Qingzhao and she both said "Ah!"

Mo Yunxiao couldn't laugh or cry, so she had to explain: "Zhao Yanei, I'm not sick, please don't..."

"Mo Yunxiao!" Li Qingzhao suddenly roared, frightening both of them.
To be continued...