Qingluan didn't know anything about what happened in the Xia family.

The people in the Weiyuan Hou Mansion were very efficient, and it took only three days to restore the hot spring village to its full potential, and Wei Xin'er and the two aunts in the palace also resumed teaching. Perhaps everyone had shared the same hardships,

The two aunts were more friendly to Wei Xin'er than before. They had been immersed in the palace for most of their lives, and they knew all about the twists and turns in the harem, so while teaching Wei Xin'er the rules,

It was more about teaching her how to survive in the harem.

In order to give Wei Xin'er more time to study, Qingluan gave Wei Xin'er all the time in the morning. In this way, Qingluan was free all day, but because of a shameless person

With the living treasure here, she won't be idle for long.

In the morning, Qingluan had just finished his breakfast when he heard Xia Zhi coming in and saying, "The little fan is here."

Qingluan thought of that naughty boy, and felt helpless in her heart. Shangguan Jue was an unreliable master, but this little fan was an even more unreliable slave than his master. She remembered the first time Shangguan Jue was injured.

On the second day, Xiao Fanzi came to the hot spring village. When he saw the injured Shangguan Jue lying on the bed, he immediately cried as if his parents had died.

Shangguan Jue, who was sleeping soundly, woke up from crying. He slapped her away, and then the cry that sounded like a demonic sound piercing the brain stopped.

Later, Xiao Fanzi had to stay in the hot spring village to take care of Shangguan Jue. Qingluan had no objection to this. After all, he was Shangguan Jue's personal servant. It was easier for Shangguan Jue to use his own people, but she didn't expect that her own

His good intentions brought him a pair of precious masters and servants.

"Let him come in." Qingluan waved his hand. If he didn't let that kid come in, he could spend the whole day outside the yard.

Xia Zhi said yes with a bitter look on her face. When the little fan at the door heard Da Qingluan calling him to come in, her face and eyes suddenly lost their smile, "Sister Xia Zhi, thank you for your hard work." The little fan's mouth was very sweet, Qingluan

Whether there is a big maid or a little maid around you, you will be happy when you scream like sister.

Xiao Fanzi's face was the kind of baby face that could easily deceive people, with two dimples on her face when she smiled. After a long time, Xia Zhi realized that the person in front of her who always called her Xia Zhi's sister was actually three years older than her.

Xia Zhi led Little Fan into the house. Qingluan glanced at Little Fan who was smiling happily, and asked helplessly: "Tell me, what does he want to eat this time?"

Little Fanzi looked stupid like "How do you know that?" and then he suddenly realized: "Miss Wei really understands our father. He is not just a foodie at heart. The food produced by Miss Pian's Zhuangzi is very delicious. This slave looks at our family."

My father is a little too happy to miss Shu."

If Shangguan Jue were here, he would definitely slap this kid away. He secretly demolished him where he couldn't see him. Doesn't he deserve a beating?

Qingluan couldn't help but rub his forehead, he really didn't understand how Shangguan Jue could choose such a loser as his personal servant.

"Tell me the important point." Seeing him talking endlessly, Qingluan couldn't help but interrupt him.

The noisy sound of the little fan suddenly stopped, he rolled his big round eyes, and then said: "I want to eat the fish soup from the day before yesterday."

Qingluan nodded and said, "You should go back first. I will send it to him when it is done."

The little fan then left happily.

Qingluan tidied up and changed into clothes that were easier to work with. Although Qingluan was the eldest daughter of Weiyuan Marquis Mansion in her previous life, she learned good cooking skills for Lin Zixuan, just because Lin Zixuan's mother at that time,

Her mother-in-law liked to eat the food she cooked, so she worked hard and thought hard every day about what to do for her.

But later she found out that it was not because Mother Lin admired his craftsmanship, but because it was a way to torment her. Watching the eldest daughter of the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion wash her hands and make soup for her mother-in-law, Mother Lin

I feel a sense of accomplishment in my heart.

She asked herself that she had treated everyone sincerely since the day she married into the Lin family, but all she got in return were false smiles.

Later she realized that it was not that she was bad, but that the Lin family had a deep inferiority complex. They were the kind of people who hoped that their sons could cling to the powerful and marry the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion to bring them a brighter future.

, but in their hearts they don’t want to be overshadowed by this wealthy daughter-in-law, so they smile on the surface, but secretly they keep tormenting her.

At that time, I was really ridiculous. I swallowed all the grievances because of Lin Zixuan. Whenever my sister-in-law came to visit her, I always put on a happy feeling. But whether I was happy or not was really only in my heart.

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"Girl, aren't you going to the kitchen?" Xia Zhi asked Qingluan suddenly when he saw him.

Qingluan suddenly came back to his senses, smiled and shook his head, those things were in the past.

The two masters and servants went to the kitchen, and Xia Zhi couldn't help but say: "Girl, that prince's tongue is really good. Every time he asks for a dish cooked by you, he will ask the little fan to come over and order it again the next day."

Qingluan thought about it, and it was true, because Shangguan Jue was injured because of him, so Qingluan was particularly attentive to his food. There were also several dishes that she made by herself, but all the dishes she made by herself, the second

Ri Xiaozi will definitely ask to make it again. Is it possible that he can really show off his own craftsmanship?

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When the little fan came out of Qingluan's place, he was in a good mood and turned back humming a little tune.

As soon as Shangguan Jue heard his voice in the room, he yelled: "Get out of here." 13acv.

Xiao Fan ran in quickly and saw Shangguan Jue sitting by the bed with a stinky face. He said with a smile: "Sir, I see how angry you are when you yell at people. I'm afraid this injury will heal soon?"

Shangguan Jue raised his hand and smashed the tea cup on one side. He stretched out his hand to fish it out, and the tea cup fell steadily into his palm. He said in a hurry: "Master, don't be angry. This fall

It doesn't matter if you got something, it would be bad if Miss Wei misunderstands that you have a bad temper.

Shangguan Jue put a stern face on his face and put the teapot back to its place. This misunderstanding was not just a wound in his heart. The unscrupulous senior brother wanted to tease him before leaving. Miss Wei didn't know if she was hurt by it.

Under the influence of Murong Yuhong's words, I almost rarely come to this courtyard, that is, every day

The food of the day was just sent over. He really wanted to slap Murong Yuran. He couldn't be proud of him. Now that he has lived in this hot spring village, he is not far away from the main courtyard where Qingluan lives.

It was far away, but he still couldn't see anyone, which made his heart and lungs hurt.

"Master, just tell Miss Wei that Murong is a young master and not a girl." Xiao Fanzi sat down on the stool and cracked melon seeds. He was also very bored in this yard, and I could already get up.

, but he still pretends to be so weak that even a slave like him despises him. How is this a way to chase girls? This is obviously self-torture.

Shangguan Jue's face turned even darker when he heard this: "You think I don't want to, so I have to see her in person."

The little fan said: "Sir, I think this Miss Wei is pretty good to you. She is even willing to cook for you herself. She must be grateful to you deep down in her heart."

Shangguan Jue's face lit up slightly after hearing this. He has always had a good tongue. Ever since the dishes delivered from the kitchen were made by two people, he asked Little Fan to find out. This inquiry made him feel happy. It turned out that

The other dishes were made by Qingluan, and then he asked Little Fan to start ordering dishes over and over again. He always felt that no matter what dish was made by Qingluan, it would taste particularly good.

"Sir, if you said that your wound suddenly worsened, Miss Wei would have to come over and look at your hand if she is worried about it. Then you can take the opportunity to explain to me, okay?" The little fan came closer to Shangguan Jue and gave him a hand.

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Shangguan Jue thought for a moment and murmured: "Is the wound getting worse?"

After a while, Shangguan Jue's face suddenly turned red and his whole body felt hot. He repeatedly said to Little Fan: "Little Fan, go and fetch Miss Wei quickly. My wound seems to be healed."

Seeing that his forehead was sweating and his skin was red and bleeding, Xiao Fanzi patted Shangguan Jue's shoulder and said, "Master, please restrain yourself. The temperature on your body right now will make the doctor think you are about to die."

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Shangguan Jue glared at Little Fanzi fiercely, but he still calmed down the internal energy flowing in his body. Then Little Fanzi ran out of the door.

Qingluan was preparing fish in the kitchen when he saw Little Fan running in panting and saying: "Miss Wei, it's not good. I think our father's wound seems to have worsened. When he went back just now, he seemed to have a fever. This is terrible."

What should I do?”

Qingluan couldn't help being shocked when he heard this. He didn't even have time to change his clothes and said, "Don't panic yet. I'll go see him. Xia Zhi, go and invite Doctor Zhou over."

Because many people in the hot spring village were injured, Wei Che directly invited the doctor from Beijing who was best at treating injuries.

Xia Zhi responded and went to Dr. Zhou's courtyard, while Qingluan and Little Fan went straight to the courtyard where Shangguan Jue lived.

When Little Fan saw that he had invited Qingluan into the courtyard as soon as he came out, he couldn't help but make a victory gesture to himself in his heart.

Qingluan entered Shangguan Jue's room and saw him lying on the bed, his eyes closed tightly, his face flushed red, and thin beads of sweat coming out of his forehead. Qingluan was so anxious that he didn't care about the gender.

He stepped forward to hold Shangguan Jue's hand and asked repeatedly: "Shangguan Jue, Shangguan Jue, how are you?"

Shangguan Jue seemed to have heard her voice and reluctantly opened his eyes. Qingluan came from the kitchen and was wearing a lake-colored double-breasted coat. There was no hairpin on his head.

No, only a piece of blue cloth was used to wrap up his hair. The extremely simple dress made Shangguan Jue feel a palpitation in his heart.

Little Fanzi on the side saw his father staring blankly at Miss Wei, and couldn't help but secretly thought, this man usually seems quite smart, but why did he act like a fool when he met Miss Wei? Little Fanzi was worried that he continued to stare like this.

Seeing that this would arouse Qingluan's suspicion, Qingluan hurriedly said: "Master, don't worry. Something is going to happen to you. What should I do with the little fan?"

Only then did Shangguan Jue react suddenly, opened his mouth, and squirmed in a low voice: "I feel uncomfortable."

Qingluan didn't notice anything strange about the master and servant, so he stretched out his hand to touch Shangguan Jue's forehead, and when he touched a hot spot, he was shocked. He quickly ordered the little fan: "Quick, get cold water in.

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The little fan immediately responded and left.

Qingluan took out the handkerchief and wiped Shangguan Jue's sweat. Shangguan Jue felt all the blood rushing to his face, and his face turned even redder. Qingluan was worried and subconsciously held his hand to comfort him: "It's okay.

Yes, the doctor will be here soon, just wait."

Her hands were really small, soft and smooth, like a feather gently crossing her heart. Shangguan Jue felt happy in her heart, but she still pretended to have a look of pain on her face, backhand.

Holding Qingluan's little hand, he groaned in pain: "Am I going to die?"

Qingluan immediately glared at him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? You won't die, you will be fine."

After several meetings, Qingluan gave Shangguan Jue the most glares like this, but today's glare made Shangguan Jue's heart so sweet that he wished she could stare at her a few more times.

Little Fan came in with a basin of cold water. Qingluan stood up and twisted a clean handkerchief, and then carefully put the handkerchief on Shangguan Jue's forehead, not forgetting to comfort him. Little Fan looked at his Ye Le from behind.

He couldn't find Bei's appearance on the ground, and he felt a lot of contempt in his heart.

However, such a beautiful time is always short-lived. After a while, Xia Zhi rushed over with Dr. Zhou. Qingluan quickly gave up his seat, and the soft touch on his palm was suddenly replaced by a rough one.

Hands, Shangguan Jue felt extremely disappointed.
To be continued...