Lin Yijia had a sweet dream.

It was as beautiful as real, and she kept thinking about it and refused to wake up.

She dreamed that she was back ten years ago. Back ten years ago, she was only twelve years old, and her father and mother were still so young and beautiful!

Lin Yijia did not dare to indulge in her sweet dreams, so she tried her best to wake herself up.

Finally, Lin Yijia opened her eyes again.

The dark red carriage carriage was still there before the eyes, the smooth and soft sable skin was still the beautiful touch under the hands, and the bitter and heavy smell of medicine was still on the tip of the nose... but it made Lin Yijia want to laugh.

Tears kept flowing, and kept flowing...but the smile at the corner of his mouth became bigger and bigger.

Lin Yijia grabbed the brocade quilt and covered her head, laughing softly.

It turned out that she was not dreaming.

She was really still ten years ago, really only twelve years old.

Perhaps those ten years in her memory, the shock and pain when Lin's family collapsed, and the sheer pain that Qin Mingyuan brought her from the bowl of soup, were all just dreams?

Lin Yijia couldn't tell clearly and didn't want to figure it out.

She only knew that everything happening now, at this moment, was real.

This is very good, excellent, and the best.

"Miss? Miss!"

Hearing this trembling voice that was about to cry in panic, Lin Yijia wiped away her tears on the brocade quilt, revealed her head again, and unexpectedly saw the panicked Lan Yu.

At this time, Lan Yu was thinner and smaller than Lan Tian, ​​and her skin color was bloodless white, just like a bean sprout.

Lin Yijia smiled slightly, sat up, and said to Lan Yu: "Find me a mirror."

——This Lan Yu didn’t even know how to help her... She must have been extremely scared when she saw herself like that just now... She has always been timid, and she is still timid ten years later, but she has learned to be tight by then.

Keep a tight face to prevent others from seeing that you are scared...

Lan Yu, on the other hand, expressed her admiration and said hesitantly: "Miss... you are not very good at looking at yourself in the mirror. Besides, I, no, I don't know where there is a mirror..."

Lin Yijia heard this and subconsciously touched her face... At this time, Lan Tian came in from the outside and shouted hurriedly: "You can't touch!"

Seeing that one of Lin Yijia's hands was still on her face, Lan Tian hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, and said quickly: "Miss, you must be patient! The master has found good medicine for you, and you won't be able to see it for another two days at most."

That’s fine! Just bear with it!”

Before, Lin Yijia was in agitated mood and didn't pay attention. At this time, after Lan Tian mentioned it, Lin Yijia felt that there were strands of itching coming out of her face and body. It was really uncomfortable... Lin Yijia fingertips

He touched his cheek lightly, then put down his hand and looked at it——

A pair of hands, the skin on the two exposed arms that can be seen, is all covered with herpes, a small part looks like a new one, most of it is festering, and yellow pus is still oozing out.

When it comes out, it looks like unboiled red bean porridge, ugly and disgusting.

No wonder Lan Yu made an excuse not to find a mirror for herself... I'm afraid that anyone who sees her like this will be frightened, let alone a pretty young lady like her who loves to laugh and be pretty...

Lin Yijia closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths.

At this moment, of course she doesn't care about this. Compared with the unreal pain and despair before, what is this ugly appearance now? It's just a symptom of chickenpox.

, it will get better soon and is not worth fearing.

The reason why she took a deep breath was that she was really afraid that she would burst out laughing - the faces of her father and mother, the looks on Lan Tian and Lan Yu's faces, the unsightly things about herself... all told her that at this moment, she was...

It was ten years ago when her father had finished his term as the governor of Guangzhou Prefecture and returned to Beijing to report on his duties; it was also the time when she, Lin Yijia, was twelve years old and unfortunately contracted chickenpox on her way back to Beijing and faced life and death.

Twelve years old!

It’s the best time! There’s still time for everything!

Twelve years old... Lin Yijia moved her arms, curled up the corners of her mouth and muttered: "It's so ugly. Please wipe me again."

"Yes. I'll be ready now, slave." Lan Tian responded and touched Lan Yu, who was still in a daze.

The two people immediately became busy.

Don’t they all say that our ladies are the most delicate, crybaby, and difficult to take care of? Especially when they are sick, and this kind of disease? Lan Tian remembers the time when she had chickenpox, and how uncomfortable it was. She can’t help but shiver when she thinks about it...

...However, it’s great that the little master is so calm. He wants to do so much. Lan Tian calmed down and made the movements of his hands more gentle.

The car was moving extremely slowly.

The carriage was carefully built by the Lin family at a huge expense. It was said that it was based on the original design of the Lin family. The materials used were also very sophisticated. It was difficult to feel too much bumps. The road conditions seemed to be good at the moment. Lin Yijia saw that Lan

Tian Duan put it in the copper basin in front of her. The water lines were very shallow.

The water was scalding hot water mixed with cooled boiling water, making it a bit hot but still bearable. The soft thick cotton cloth was soaked, the excess water was squeezed out, and it was unfolded again.

Then he gently applied it on Lin Yijia's face.

Starting from the forehead, dip the face twice a little bit at a time, and then the front and back of the neck. After just wiping such a small area, the water cannot be used. Sapphire immediately replaced the mixed water with new water... over and over again,

In this first wipe, I changed the water seven or eight times.

Then, wipe it a second time.

Lin Yijia was not wearing any hair at the moment.

She no longer lay on the bed, but stood up, holding the handrail firmly with one hand and standing steadily.

The hot handkerchief is an extremely comfortable ironing post, and as the water vapor dries the hair, the skin exposed to the air can't help but feel chilly. Although there is a charcoal fire in the carriage to warm the foreheads of the two little girls who are busy attentively.

See sweat.

After wiping her whole body for the third time, twenty-two-year-old Lin Yijia had completely transformed into the twelve-year-old Lin Yijia. The newly applied ointment had a cooling effect that could penetrate into the skin, calming the itch.

The sable mattress on the bed was replaced with clean muslin. Lin Yijia also put on a clean and spacious muslin robe.

"I still don't know what your two names are, are you new here..." Lin Yijia lay half on the sable mattress, showing the smile she had when she was twelve years old, cute and bright.

"My servant is Tian Niu, she is my sister Yu Yatou... The master said that when the young lady wakes up, he will give us names." Lan Tian and Lan Yu knelt down.

Sure enough... Lin Yijia's lips curled up slightly: "The maids around me all start with the character blue. From now on, one of you is Lan Tian and the other is Lan Yu..."

Lantian Lanyu was overjoyed when she heard this and thanked her repeatedly. Lin Yijia responded with a smile, her eyes sliding over their faces that were pretty but full of vitality. She thought: From here on, she, Lin Yijia, will become a brand new person again.

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