Chapter 427 The Young Master's Little Jiaojiao 15
After drowsily drinking the medicine, Tangxi fell asleep again.

When she woke up at noon, Qing He looked at her with a smile on his face.

"Miss, what do you think this is?"

Qing He knelt beside her bed, holding a delicate white jade bottle in her hand, with a bright smile on her face.

"Huh? A white jade bottle."

Tangxi, who woke up after a nap, also had some energy, so he also started talking and laughing with Qinghe.

"No!!" Who knew that Qing He denied it in one bite, "This is the medicine sent by the son of the world, and it is said that if you take one, your wind and cold will be cured."

"what?"

Tangxi was a little dazed, as if she hadn't thought at all that her cousin would really bring her medicine.

"Miss, you know, my son has never delivered medicine to others! Not even the old lady, our yard is the only one."

Qinghe said that at the end, her voice was a little broken, and she was a little excited to see her emotions.

"Um!!"

Tangxi nodded, probably infected by Qinghe, and also a little excited.

But after the excitement was over, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Wait, isn't this delivering medicine?
What's there to be happy about, it's really being led astray by Qing He.

Yuanyang stood aside, seeing the proud appearance of the two of them, couldn't help laughing.

She poured a cup of tea and came over.

"Miss, the pills from Shi Ziye are of course very good. Since they have all been delivered, you can take one now and have a look!"

"exactly!"

Qinghe nodded hurriedly, unscrewed the lid of the porcelain bottle, poured out a medicine, and brought it to Tangxi.

Tangxi took the medicine, drank another half bowl of porridge, lay down and fell asleep again groggy.

I slept until dawn, and after opening my eyes, I was refreshed, and the soft feeling from yesterday was swept away.

she! !Already ready! !

Tangxi was very happy, Qinghe and the others waited for her to put on her clothes, just finished washing, and sat down to have breakfast.

Yuanyang led Yun'an, the servant of Shi Ziye, in to answer.

"Hi miss, our son asked me to ask miss if you were well!"

Yun An asked softly.

"Thank you big cousin for the medicine, it's ready."

Tangxi's voice was crisp and pleasant, Yun An restrained himself and raised his head to look.

However, after hearing Tangxi say that her illness has recovered, she slowly said: "Since this is the case, I don't know if Miss has any experience in making a red bean pastry. If there is no new style, it is also possible to make the one a few days ago." .”

After Yun An bit the bullet and finished speaking, she stood there in embarrassment.

Thinking about my family's son, it seems that it is really a bit...

"it is good!"

Tangxi agreed in one gulp.

"I'll do it later."

Tangxi lowered her eyes, she never thought that her red bean cake strategy was still a success.

"Thank you miss, then I'll go back first."

Yun An thanked him again, then turned around and left.

When he walked outside, Yun An took another long breath.

Ugh!
But Miss's voice is really nice, soft, and reminds me of the red bean cake that Shi Ziye gave me a few days ago.

Soft, with a hint of sweetness.

It's really strange to think about their family's grandson.

On that day, the red bean cake was delivered, and it was obviously given to him to eat, so he only ate one piece, and he asked for it back.

(End of this chapter)

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