Fast Time Travel: The Supporting Role's Counterattack

Chapter 272 The Daughter of the Taiwei 3
Although applying eggs to the face can reduce swelling, but only a little, and the swelling is still quite obvious.

If she had spiritual power, she could directly help him reduce the swelling, but it's a pity that all her spiritual power was spent on mental power, so she could only wrong him.

The eggs that have been applied cannot be eaten. Hua Jinyue put the two eggs that have been applied on a plate, remembering that she met a big yellow dog in the yard when she came, and gave it to eat.

She poured a glass of water and waited for Qin Xiu to wake up while drinking.

After waiting for almost an hour before waking up, Hua Jinyue's stomach growled, she got up and opened the door, "Come on"

The two servant girls guarding the gate of the courtyard ran over to salute, "What's the matter with Ma'am calling your servants?"

"Master and I are hungry, let the kitchen cook!" Hua Jinyue said.

"Yes" one of them ran out of the kitchen and the other was on call.

"It's none of your business." Hua Jinyue waved her hand to let the remaining maids return to their original positions.

Hua Jinyue went back to the room, seeing Qin Xiu's swollen half of his face, she thought it was funny, took out a handkerchief from the dressing table and covered Qin Xiu's face, she couldn't see his face, she felt much better.

Hua Jinyue caught a glimpse of a book on the table by the window in the room, anyway, it is better to read a book if you have nothing to do.

She went over and picked up the book, which had a collection of poems written on it, and sat on the table beside her to read it.

On the white paper on the first page was written "Yueyue Youmeng, ten miles of tenderness". This sentence should have been mentioned by Qin Xiu himself.

Because Yin Qiuyan had read this book before, she didn't read it after Qin Xiu read it. Could it be that this sentence refers to his filthy wife?Or is there another beauty?

According to Qin Xiu's sentimental personality, it is more likely that there is someone else.

Leaving this page aside, the other contents of the book are well written. Among them, her favorite song is "Peach blossoms are flying in March, and duckweed is fluttering in the spring breeze. Go dreaming of beautiful women."

She looked at Wei Ye, the author of the poem was "Wei Ru".

Hearing the name sounded like a woman, when there was a knock on the door outside.

"Ma'am, the kitchen is ready, do you want to serve?"

Hua Jinyue put down the collection of poems in her hand, ran to the bed and put down the curtain, "Come on, my master and I will eat in this room, please keep your voice down when you come in, the master came back late last night, I don't want others to disturb him the rest"

"Yes"

As soon as Hua Jinyue spoke, the maid outside the door lowered her voice and opened the door gently.

The four maids waited on the sidelines after setting up the food, Hua Jinyue was afraid that Qin Xiu would wake up and it would be ugly to wear half of his swollen face.

"Go down! You don't need to wait here anymore," Hua Jinyue said lightly.

Several maids agreed and went out.

Hua Jinyue closed the door after they went out. She saw that there were eight dishes on the table, four meat dishes, three vegetarian dishes, and a bowl of pork rib soup.

The big family is rich, even the breakfast is so rich.

Hua Jinyue glanced in the direction of the bed, and saw that Qin Xiu hadn't woken up yet, and it happened that the table of dishes belonged to her.

Qin Xiu, who was lying on the bed, smelled the aroma of food, his nose moved, and he woke up leisurely.

He only moved a little, and felt the burning pain on the left side of his face, and he couldn't help crying out in pain.

Hua Jinyue paused with her hand holding the vegetables, and saw that Qin Xiu had already sat up, so she reluctantly put down her chopsticks.

She went and drew the curtains and hung them on either side of the bed.

Seeing that it was his wife, Qin Xiu was about to speak, but before he even moved, pain hit his face.

"Hiss" Qin Xiu covered half of his swollen face, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and looked at Hua Jinyue inquiringly, "Furen, what's wrong with the curtain in the nest?"

Because half of her face was swollen, Hua Jinyue couldn't hold back her laughter because her speech was homonymous.

"I'm sorry husband." Hua Jinyue looked like she was in tears, "I... I had a nightmare. You suddenly approached me this morning, which shocked me. I subconsciously..."

Hua Jinyue didn't continue talking, she blamed herself very much, "Hit me!"

Qin Xiu's face froze, he got out of bed and walked to Hua Jinyue's side, "You don't have to blame yourself"

"But..." Hua Jinyue looked at his swollen half of his face, wanted to touch it but dared not touch it, for fear of hurting him, "Your face?"

He stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, and patted her comfortingly, "It's okay, ma'am, you didn't mean it, and I won't blame you."

Hua Jinyue pursed her lips and snickered when Qin Xiu couldn't see it. It was so funny for him to speak like this.

"Husband, you are so kind." Hua Jinyue pushed Qin Xiu away, "The food is ready, let's go eat first, otherwise it will be cold in a while."

Hua Jinyue walked over first, and Qin Xiu sat beside her.

She reached out to pick up a chopstick of meat and put it in Qin Xiu's bowl. He looked at the braised pork in his eyes and felt troubled.

Seeing that he didn't move his chopsticks, Hua Jinyue knew that it was because his mouth was swollen and he couldn't make big movements, so she patted her head angrily, "Look at my brain, my husband, I'll finish the soup for you"

She took an empty bowl and filled it for Qin Xiu, and after passing it to him, she got up and opened the door to let the maid inform the kitchen that a preserved egg and lean meat porridge was being made.

"Madam" Zhuzhu walked into the yard to salute Hua Jinyue.

"You came just in time, you go to the medical center outside to buy some ointment for reducing swelling," Hua Jinyue said.

"Is Madam injured?" Zhuzhu asked worriedly.

"En" Hua Jinyue nodded, "Go and come back quickly"

Zhuzhu hurriedly ran away with a promise.

"Ma'am, you are so caring." Qin Xiu looked at Hua Jinyue dotingly.

Hua Jinyue smiled softly, and sat back to her seat to eat. She glanced at Qin Xiu next to her. Even though half of her face was swollen, she still looked calm and calm. A normal person would have scolded him long ago.

If it's because Yin Qiuyan's father is a Taiwei, then his scheming is really deep.

Qin Xiu and Yin Qiuyan are very affectionate, they are model couples in the entire capital, especially he especially dotes on Yin Qiuyan, everyone knows this.

If she reconciles with Qin Xiu hastily, I'm afraid she will lose her title. In addition, the emperor appreciates him a little, which may affect Yin Qiuyan's father. She has to find a way to ruin his reputation.

For example, if there is a beauty trick, she will wait to catch the adulterer, then she will have an excuse to reconcile with Qin Xiu, his reputation will be ruined, and the two will have nothing to do with each other. Don't blame her for being rude.

After eating, Qin Xiu sat in the innermost room, Hua Jinyue asked his servants to clean up everything on the table, and Zhuzhu came back with the ointment.

"Ma'am, the ointment is back!" Zhuzhu panted, apparently running all the way back.

Hua Jinyue took the ointment, took a hairpin from her head, and handed it to Zhuzhu, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Madam, it's so valuable, I can't take it as a slave." Zhuzhu took a step back in fear.

"I'll take it for you." Hua Jinyue grabbed her and stuffed the hairpin into her hand, "I didn't give you any money to buy the ointment just now. You must have used your own money. This hairpin is worth your hard-earned money."

"No no" Zhuzhu didn't dare to take it, "You can just talk to the steward Wang, and he will reimburse the slave."

Seeing that she was resolutely unwilling to take it, Hua Jinyue took it back, "Then go and rest! You don't need to wait here."

　The scumbag poems written by myself (referring to Wei Ru) are not of high level, please bear with me
　　
　
(End of this chapter)