God's plan to save

Chapter 43

The movement in the front hall attracted the attention of Mrs. Feng, who had been secretly keeping an eye on the situation here. Some plump bodies wanted to secretly report to the second lady, but it was too late. Under Zhao Shu's cold and serious gaze, she could only shrink back, Quickly ran over.

What a crime, Mrs. Feng was annoyed as she walked quickly to the front hall. She received a message, only saying that she would educate Miss Seven a little bit. She did not ignite the charcoal fire in the hall. When do you need to bring Miss Seven in? , It is not up to her to decide.

But today she is the cannon fodder.

Originally, it was hoped that the second lady would be happy and that she would be rewarded with some wine money.

In just a few short steps, Mrs. Feng walked extremely hard, and now she only hopes that she will not be punished by the board and sent out of the Hou Mansion.

"Second master is back? Ma'am is in the room..." Mrs. Feng wished she could slap herself after saying this, why mention Madam when she has nothing to do.

Zhao Shu's jade-like face lost the warmth of the spring breeze in his death: "Go get some charcoal fire."

Mrs. Feng twisted her fat body and ran towards the veranda, her movements were quite agile.She didn't care about anything at the moment, went back to her servant's room, took the brazier in the room, and ran out.

"Second Master, what do you think?" In the bitter cold wind, Mrs. Feng was sweating all over after walking these few steps.

The movement in the front hall was finally noticed by the people in the main room. The curtain was opened a small gap, and a tall and straight figure could be seen vaguely.

"Is the master back, or is Duan'er here?" The second wife, Mrs. Xu, was pulling Zhao Wen to choose clothes and jewelry.

The little maid came up to him, a little apprehensive: "It seems, it seems that the second master is back and is in the front hall."

Xu put down the pearl string in his hand, his round face was a little thoughtful, his eyes flickered slightly, and he helped the golden hairpin on his head after a while: "You and He Xiang go and have a look first."

He Xiang took this second-class maid around the veranda, turned the corner, and saw the second master, who was as clear as autumn water, bent over and squatting at Miss Seven's feet.

"Miss Seven, is this?" He Xiang stepped forward quickly, not caring about avoiding the male master: "Second Master, it just snowed yesterday, and it's cold in the hall, and there are servants here, why don't you Go inside to warm up first?"

The brazier was placed at Yan Xiaoqi's feet. It was too close, and the roasted legs were burning hot. It was too far away, and the ice under the feet could not be melted at all. Zhao Shu, a literati, was sweating all over at this moment.

He stood up, straightened the hem of his clothes, and took a few steps to the side: "You two come here, first dry Xiaoqi's skirt and shoes."

Zhao Shu moved away, only then did He Xiang see Yan Xiaoqi's distressed appearance, and secretly screamed inwardly.

But no matter where, there has always been a male master before there will be a female master. Even if she is the second wife's personal maid, she will carry a bit of dignity wherever she goes, but she is a slave after all. Not only must she not listen to what the male master says, but Also be careful to finish.

She pulled Liu'er, and the two of them leaned down and were busy at Yan Xiaoqi's feet, but they couldn't hold things like charcoal fire in their hands, and it was very troublesome to burn them. When the foot was raised, half an hour had passed.

The soles of her shoes were still wet.

During this time, the Xu family sent people to check on the situation, but Zhao Shu kept them in the hall.

Yan Xiaoqi moved his legs and feet which were a little sore, numb and swollen, feeling a bit depressed in his heart, he was finally freed from the confinement, and this time he was afraid that he was going to be really sick.

"Go back to the yard first, it's so cold, don't get sick anymore."

There was finally a trace of warmth in Zhao Shu's gaze when he looked at her, which reassured Yan Xiaoqi a little, and at the same time gave him a trace of confidence.

"Father, I, I'd better go back after paying my respects to my mother. I've been waiting for so long. It's not too late."

"Alright, then you can go with Weifu." Zhao Shu glanced over Yan Xiaoqi's slightly drooping head, turned around and walked towards the main room, still being considerate of Yan Xiaoqi's situation, walking very slowly.

Every time Yan Xiaoqi took a step, it was as if countless embroidery needles were pierced on the soles of the feet, and the pain was transmitted directly to the heart along the blood vessels and meridians.

After a few short steps, when she walked to the front door of the main room, she was already covered in pain and sweating profusely, and the pretty face that had bullied Shuang Saixue was pale and lost a trace of blood.

Facing Zhao Shu's concerned gaze, Yan Xiaoqi raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief, and straightened the corner of his clothes. Then he forced out an ugly smile, and nodded to Daddy.

Inside the room, smokeless silk charcoal was burning in the braziers at the four corners, and the room was so warm that there was no trace of coldness.When Zhao Shu entered the room, he saw that Mrs. Xu and Zhao Wen had finished picking out the clothes and jewelry before they had time to put them away.

"Come in and say hello to your mother." Zhao Shu's eyes were slightly cold, and he walked straight over and sat on the main seat.

After Yan Xiaoqi entered the room, these few steps were even more difficult. She had just been completely frozen outside, and the room was too warm. The stimulation of the cold and the heat made her whole body feel itchy and painful.

"Nuan Nuan greets mother."

Please An's movements were completely deformed, but Xu couldn't care about it at all at this moment, she finally knew where the weirdness in her heart came from, and twisted the handkerchief fiercely with the hand hidden in the armhole.

"You girl, didn't you tell you to go back first? Are you?"

Hit it up!
Yan Xiaoqi only felt that she didn't take her brains out when she went out today, and she felt aggrieved and depressed. She lowered her head, her slender body was slightly embarrassed, but she had already said all kinds of unspeakable things without saying a word.

Xu's teeth itch with hatred, why did this damn girl change her routine?What a tacit agreement!It's a tacit agreement!

Zhao Shu picked up the teacup that was handed over just now, and flipped off the tea powder with the lid: "Please go back early after you're done, remember to go to the kitchen and order some soup to dispel the cold."

Yan Xiaoqi blushed, and when he turned to leave, he suddenly thought of that boring month, and turned back again, looking pitifully at Zhao Shu with big eyes.

"Father, recuperating from illness is too boring. Can you find some books for your daughter to pass the time?"

"Healing?" Zhao Shu was puzzled. Although he didn't care about the affairs in the backyard, he still knew whether any of the people related to him had been sick and invited a doctor to the house.

Looking at Xu's slightly changed face from the corner of the eye, Yan Xiaoqi lowered his eyes again, it's over, and offended his aunt again inadvertently, so let's just do nothing!
"Daughter, it's just time for my daughter to recuperate from illness."

They are all Linglong's sweethearts, Zhao Shu knew what he wanted to say, so he just rubbed his forehead: "Go back, I will send someone to send it to you tomorrow."

"Have someone prepare a soft cap for Xiaoqi." With these words, he raised his eyes to Xu Shi.

No matter how angry Xu felt, she had to suppress it all, and waved her hand towards the maid behind her.

After going out the door, Luping and Xiangling were already waiting outside the door. When they saw her coming out, they hurried forward and surrounded her with a cloak, and helped her move towards the courtyard door a little bit.

(End of this chapter)