idle mistress

Chapter 11 Got a Fever
This slave is really extremely stupid, how can you really go in if the master lets you in?He also carelessly climbed onto the reclining chair exclusive to the master, without taking off his shoes.

It's really a birthday boy who hanged himself... I think I have a long life!
You must know that the master is the person who loves cleanliness the most, and the straw sandals are dirty and torn.

Chang Geng stood bowed as if facing an enemy, waiting for his master to get angry, but the man standing in front of the house smiled instead of angry, flicking his sleeves, with a faint smile in the corner of his eyes, he turned and walked along the bluestone road without looking back. gone.

As soon as he left, Chang Geng, who was standing in the yard, didn't dare to stay for a moment, and ran out of the yard with a broom, rolling and crawling.

Zhao Yan rode his horse and inspected the ancient Huangshan Mountain, discussed the progress of the project with the craftsmen, and quickly forgot about the beetles sleeping in his room.

Not long after, an old friend came to look for him. Before dark, the two drove out of the mountain and found a wine shop at the foot of the mountain to talk at night by candlelight, and they didn't return until dawn the next day.

He took Wei Xun into the courtyard with the support of two servants, halfway along, a steward stepped forward and invited him into the front hall.

There were three people standing in the hall, on the left and right were guards holding swords, and in the center was a man standing with his back to the door with a cane in one hand.

The man was tall and slender, standing upright, but it was still obvious at a glance that he was an elder who had passed his life.

Seeing him, Zhao Yan was taken aback for a moment, then quickly stepped forward and called out to him: "Father."

The middle-aged man turned around when he heard the voice, before seeing Zhao Yan's face clearly, he raised his crutch and greeted him.

Zhao Yansheng was beaten, and looked at his father with a puzzled expression.

"Your Majesty!"

He knelt down slowly.

The middle-aged man looked down at him, gritted his teeth and asked, "I heard how many prisoners escaped?"

Zhao Yan gritted his teeth and replied, "Yes."

As soon as the voice fell, a slap came down, the slap was quite strong, Zhao Yan was slapped to the side of the head, and a clear slap was printed on one side of his face, but he insisted on not making a sound.

"How many times have I warned you to proceed with caution, do you have ears?"

"Father, don't worry, I've sent people to hunt him down, and I'm sure I'll catch him back."

"You'd better do what you say, these are all..."

Speaking of this, the elder stopped suddenly, looked around vigilantly, and didn't say any more.

"If a few people can't stand it, what big things can you do? I warn you, if you mess with me again, I will cripple you." While speaking, he kicked him down.

Zhao Yan knelt on the ground, although he lowered his head, he was not convinced.

The elder didn't speak any more, and strode out with difficulty, step by step, leaning on his crutches.

Zhao Yan knelt there, motionless like a rock.

It wasn't until the three of them left that an elderly servant hurried over. Seeing the scene in front of him, he immediately understood and quickly stepped forward to help him up.

Zhao Yan shook his face and pushed the people away, and rushed out angrily.Seeing this, the two guards outside hurriedly followed.

Pushing open the door of the main house, Zhao Yan saw the person on the reclining chair at a glance, sleeping comfortably.

Seven or eight hours have passed since the time of Mao yesterday. Are these people pigs?A pair of tattered and dirty straw sandals magnified infinitely in his eyes.

At this moment, he only felt that sleeping with his predecessors was extremely annoying.

Without further ado, Zhao Yan strode forward and kicked the entire imperial concubine chair over with one kick. The sleepy man rolled to the ground, and the back of his head hit the ground heavily, making a loud noise; this sound, It's heartbreaking to hear.

Xu Weiqiu felt the pain and sat up with his head supported.

Seeing her flushed face, Zhao Yan felt even more unhappy, and couldn't help but gritted his teeth and asked, "Is it comfortable to sleep with me?"

Xu Weiqiu just felt dizzy, and she still couldn't figure out the situation, she looked up at the person in front of her in a dazed expression, and seeing the man in front of her looked fierce, she couldn't help but asked back with a puzzled face: "It wasn't you who asked me to come in to sleep. Is it?"

While speaking, she turned her eyes to look around, and the next moment, she suddenly woke up.When she recognized who was talking to her, she trembled with fright.

"stand up!"

The other party gave an order.

Xu Weiqiu quickly got up on the ground with hands and feet.

The voice was very gloomy and cold, and she screamed in her heart that something was wrong, but she still persisted, not daring to show her timidity.

"Dog slave!"

However, before he could stand still, Zhao Yan kicked him. He had practiced before, and this kick was quite powerful. After receiving his kick, Xu Weiqiu groaned and fell to the ground.

"Get up." Zhao Yan was still not relieved, walked over and kicked him in the back several times, but after being hit by him two or three times, the person who fell on the ground still did not respond at all.

"Why, you dare to pretend to be dead here, believe it or not, I'll have someone carry you out and bury you alive."

Zhao Yan kicked again, but this time, the strength under his feet was reduced a lot.But the guy still lay there motionless.

Zhao Yan gave a look, and the servant behind him quickly stepped forward, turned the person lying on the ground over, put his hand to his nose, and while he was still breathing, he touched his forehead with his hand, only to get burned.

He raised his head and reported to Zhao Yan: "My lord, this fellow has hot forehead and cold hands. I'm afraid he has a fever."

Hearing this, Zhao Yan frowned: "Get out."

The servant cautiously asked for instructions: "Where should the little one take him?"

Zhao Yan waved his hands without worry: "Whatever."

One of the servants quickly picked up the person who had fallen on the ground and dragged him outside; the other moved swiftly forward to tidy up the chaise longue that had fallen on the ground.

Zhao Yan glanced at it, and saw that the person being held up had completely lost consciousness, with his head drooping like a puppet with broken strings being manipulated around.

Somehow, the anger in his heart was extinguished at once, and at the end, he added: "Find a doctor and show him."

Hearing this, the famous family member Ding was stunned for a moment, and replied after a while: "Yes!"
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Three days later, when Chang Geng saw Xu Weiqiu appearing in front of his eyes, he was so shocked that he almost couldn't hold the broom in his hand steadily.

This kid dared to sleep on the master's reclining chair carelessly, he thought the master had already chopped up people and fed them to the dogs.

When the man passed by him, he smiled at him.Although his clothes were tattered, he was much more pleasing to the eye than Zhao Cai, who looked down on people with a dog's eyes.

Seeing him standing in front of the main house hesitating for a while, Fang mustered up the courage to step into the house, Chang Geng couldn't help praying for him silently in his heart.

"My lord, I heard that you are looking for me."

Xu Weiqiu imitated the appearance of those slaves on TV, with his head drooped, his waist slightly bent, and his hands hanging down neatly on his sides.

(End of this chapter)