All Hail Cousin Brother

Chapter 227: If you are not sick, you will get sick

Remember in a second【】

"It's the servant girl's unrestrained speech, which makes the young lady feel uncomfortable." Fen Xiang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that the young lady was worried about the madam.

It's also because she forgot that the madam told her before that she would try to tell the young lady as little as possible about the affairs of the house in the future, so that the young lady would not worry and get in the way.

Yu Jianjia lowered her head. On the snow-white rice paper, there was a ball of ink, which was really dazzling. She crumpled the rice paper into a ball and threw it into the wastebasket.

After laying down a new piece of paper and writing a few words, the running script written by Yu Youyao came to mind again. For some reason, I felt that the small regular script that I was so proud of before was too feminine.

Yu Jianjia frowned lightly: "The day Cousin Zhou first came to the mansion, where did you keep the copybook you gave me? Find it!"

I have to admit that Zhou Linghuai's handwriting is indeed very good, even Yu Youyao's handwriting, which looks like a dog crawling after a short period of time, is now also written with a strong character.

Fennel was taken aback again, and found the post as she said.

Yu Jianjia slowly opened the post, and Zhou Linghuai's one-line script did not show any sharpness, but revealed a spirit of shocking talent and beauty.

She spread the copybook on the desk, re-laid the paper, dipped in the ink, and copied it against the copybook.

She has practiced calligraphy for many years, copying is not difficult for her, a smile gradually appeared on Yu Jianjia's lips, she can do what Yu Youyao can do.

But after writing a hundred characters, Yu Jianjia's nose broke out in a fine sweat, and his writing wrist was sore and limp, and with a flick of his wrist, another large drop of ink dripped down.

She bit her lips lightly, and looked down at the words she wrote.

The characters are very similar to those written by Zhou Linghuai, and there is a feminine air between the feasible characters. There is only vanity, but no strength of character. Compared with Yu Youyao, it is far worse.

Not everyone can practice running script, nor can everyone learn it.

Seeing that Miss was in a bad mood, Fennel subconsciously said: "Miss, Master Zhou Biao is just a cripple who came to beat the autumn wind, a waste, why did you suddenly..."

But it was such a cripple who was not seen by her, who taught Yu Youyao, who was once stupid and useless, into a scholarly girl.

Not only did she beat her in the homeschool, the half-grown child took care of the house, and even her mother was compared to her. Now she has decent calligraphy and is still learning the art of piano...

Yu Jianjia stared at Fennel,

The voice was faint and tender: "Is it because I treat you too indulgently, so I let you speak freely in front of me, and dare to spit out anything?"

Fennel took a breath, and couldn't help the hairs all over her body, as if there was a slippery poisonous snake wrapped around her body, constantly tightening, the young lady's words were like snake letters hissing, swallowing and spitting, With a soft "Pipy" sound, Fennel knelt down on the ground with a "plop": "Miss, it's the servant who speaks without restraint, the servant knows it's wrong, and the servant will never dare again..."

Yu Jianjia's delicate white lips were as soft and charming as a flower, but cold without any warmth: "Get up, let's not be an example!"

Fennel quickly stood up, looked up, the young lady was still the delicate and polite lady before.

Before thinking of her, it was because of her outspokenness that she let the eldest miss clean up and made her feel embarrassed. After being taught a lesson by the eldest miss, she felt a little ashamed.

Young Master Zhou Biao was a cripple who came to beat the autumn wind, but he was still the master after all, and she was not a servant who could criticize her. The young lady was always kind and courteous, and she would definitely be unhappy after hearing this.

Yu Jianjia saw that Fennel was still standing here, and was a little displeased: "Aren't you going down?"

Fen Xiang realized that she was about to leave, but she couldn't help but said: "The old madam is the master, I want the madam to mention Qiuniang as an aunt, and it has spread all over the house..."

Yu Jianjia suddenly tightened his grip, and the old lady gave hibiscus a hair, and made a point of mentioning Qiuniang as her concubine. Obviously she knew that the plan of Niang's head in the house today completely annoyed her mother.

My father is also afraid...

Yu Jianjia suddenly felt out of breath. The word "Yu Youyao" had never been pressed so clearly on her head for a moment, and it was so heavy that she felt an inescapable panic.

Yu Jianjia felt dizzy for a while, and sat down on the chair, his face was as pale as paper.

Fennel was startled, and hurried over: "Miss, miss..."

Yu Jianjia's heart was congested, and her heart palpitations were so strong that her heart ached a little. She panted, "Drug, medicine..."

Fenix ​​immediately understood that Miss was ill, and she was in a panic: "The medicine that Miss took was boiled on the stove every day, and the maidservant immediately ordered someone to bring it."

Fennel called out Artemisia argyi.

Ai Ye hurried into the house, but before she could react, Fennel asked her to bring the medicine. When Ai Ye heard this, she ran very fast, so she dared not delay.

"My maidservant sent someone to find Madam..." Fen Xiang said while pressing the acupoints on the young lady's upper body.

This is the method taught by the doctor who treats the young lady every day. Ten fingers connect to the heart. When the young lady is ill, pressing the acupuncture points can relieve the young lady's illness.

"No need." Yu Jianjia was a little out of breath, but the situation was not too serious, thinking that today was Yu Youyao's birthday, and her mother had suffered from her grandmother again, even her father probably knew about it.

If she was sick at this time, wouldn't it be obvious that she was looking for Yu Youyao's bad luck?

Simply, the medicine prescribed by Dr. Hu Yu is also effective. After taking the medicine and taking a good rest for a while, everything will be fine.

Zhou Linghuai was reading in the study room. The little girl was busy today, and she would not be able to see anyone until the family dinner in the evening. He collected the books in the room and felt that the room was cold, and he was not used to it.

During this time, the little girl would come to Qingquyuan every day

^0^ Remember in a second【】

Accompanying him here is really out of temper.

Shaking his head, Zhou Linghuai put away his distracting thoughts, thinking that the little girl was studying "The Analects of Confucius" recently, so he planned to write a book of notes and send it to her. More time to learn other things, even to have fun.

The little girl is delicate and lazy, but he doesn't want to. She is like a spinning top all day long, and she has no free time.

Zhou Linghuai took a copy of "The Analects of Confucius" from the bookshelf, went back to the desk, picked out a fine brush, and just dipped it in the ink, then wiped his ears, and a smile appeared on his pale lips.

He looked up to the door.

Sure enough, seeing the little girl running into the study with her skirt in hand, he realized in a daze that since the little girl often went to the green garden, he had the habit of not closing the door.

"Cousin, why do you always stay in the study every day, are you bored?" Yu Youyao muttered, snatched the hair from her cousin, put it on the shelf, and closed the door just now. Turned a page of "The Analects of Confucius": "If you are like this, you will get sick even if you are not sick. Cousin is so big, why doesn't he know how to take good care of himself?"

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^

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