The Soft and Adorable Host was Picked Up by the Yandere Bigshot

The scholar family really treats Bai Sang well, she can see it.

"Mother, it's because I didn't have thick clothes on the road, so I accidentally caught the wind and cold." Bai Sang was still very embarrassed.

"So wear more in the future, don't wear so little every time just to look good."

"good."

Bai Sang is very concerned about her own life.

In ancient times, a cold could kill a person.

Now that I am not a queen, I don't have so many precious medicinal materials to eat.

Shumu led her back to the house, and Bai Sang told all about Xianggong.

Speaking of Xianggong's apprenticeship, sir is very good.

"Alright, alright, Zhengqing's apprenticeship, I will go to Fucheng with you next month, and pay a good visit."

Bai Sang nodded, and told the situation of the teacher's family.

The scribe heard the voice and disappeared.

It took a while to sigh, but didn't say anything.

"Mother, we'd better go next month. This gentleman and his wife will return to the capital next month, or we won't see each other for a long time."

"Mother knows, discuss it with your father tonight."

After Bai Sang explained everything, she returned to the room.

Looking familiar with the furnishings in the house, I miss it a bit.

She could see her husband again next month, and she calmed down a little.

later days.

Resume the life of the previous few days.

Bai Sang is good at accounting now, and has gone from carving wooden hairpins to being fully responsible for the bills of the two shops.

It was also the accountant who suddenly had something to do at home, so he resigned and left.

I can't find it for a while, so she can only play.

The days passed by in a blink of an eye.

It's time to go to Fucheng again.

But an accident happened.

Bai Sang suffered from the wind and cold, and fell ill directly on the bed.

The mother of the book and the father of the book plan, she should not go.

How could Bai Sang agree.

But I don't know why, such a small cold made her fall ill for three or four days, and she didn't recover, but her head was not so dizzy.

Thinking that even if I insisted on going to Fucheng, my condition might be serious.

He reluctantly agrees not to go to Fucheng.

Because she didn't go, Shumu went with her.

The two shops in the family were all handed over to Bai Sang.

Usually just look at the bill.

Will be back soon anyway.

With such trust, Bai Sang certainly took it very seriously.

Just as she was waiting for her mother to come back, she thought that her husband would write a letter to herself, right?

I didn't go to Fucheng, so I will definitely write a letter to myself.

With this good wish.

Six days later.

Bai Sang watched the carriage come back, she was almost recovered from her illness now.

Thinking that Xianggong would bring him a letter, he greeted him with a very happy face.

"Father, mother, you are back."

The father of the book and the mother of the book got out of the car one after the other.

Seeing Bai Sang, Shumu frowned: "The wind is so strong, you are still standing here to pick me up, what if you catch the wind and cold again?"

"Mother, I'm already well, and I'm wearing a lot of clothes." Bai Sang looked at Shumu's hand.

At this time, the mother of the book was holding a package in her hand, and it seemed that there were some things in it.

His expression became a little excited.

The husband must have sent something to himself.

The secretary saw what she was thinking, and smiled: "Zhengqing, Jiaojiao is in a hurry, why don't you come down?"

"Huh?" Hearing these words, Bai Sang looked at the carriage in disbelief.

Could it be...

At this time, the curtain of the car was lifted, and a young man walked out, with a cool breeze and bright moon, Zhilan Yushu.

"Msanggong!" Bai Sang called out.

She came to the car excitedly and wanted to step on the small stool to get into the car.

"My lady." Shu Zhengqing smiled all over his face.