The heroine falls in love with scum [Quick Transmigration]

"My lord, may I come in?"

Lin Qingyan, who was sitting on the bed, looked outside the door. It was a familiar little maid, like the one who cleaned up the room when she left.

"Ah."

After receiving Lin Qingyan's approval, the maid walked in with a bowl of warm millet porridge in her hand.

Lin Qingyan saw the maid walking towards the bed, and stopped her, "Just put it on the table."

Lin Qingyan got off the bed, walked over and stood with his hands on the table, lowered his head and smelled the gas floating up from the bowl, his stomach growled, and he couldn't help sighing: "It smells so good."

The maid at the side couldn't help revealing: "Of course, the second lady ordered the people in the kitchen to make it herself, and let me see with my own eyes that the son finished drinking before leaving."

Lin Qingyan raised her right hand, pinched the handle of the white porcelain spoon in the bowl with two fingers and stirred it up and down a few times, "I'm interested, thank you Miss Er for me."

Zhou Yan was able to do this for her, Lin Qingyan thought, the cost was worth it, and he only hoped that it wasn't a maid who was working as a peacemaker.

After the maid nodded in agreement, she glanced at the bowl on the table and reminded, "My lord, the porridge is getting cold."

The maid stretched out her hand to carry the bowl, which meant to feed Lin Qingyan to drink spoonful by spoonful.

Lin Qingyan said that she was not so weak that she needed someone to serve her.

Lin Qingyan picked up the bowl first, "It's okay, I can come by myself."

Lin Qingyan drank a few sips, recalled the messy white cloth wrapped around his forehead, and asked, "Miss, do you know who bandaged my wound?"

"I don't know."

Lin Qingyan put down the bowl, raised her hand and touched her forehead, "Is there a doctor coming to the mansion today?"

"No, but I heard..."

The maid blurted out a few words, then stopped.

Lin Qingyan put down the spoon, and the handle of the spoon touched the rim of the bowl, making a crisp sound, which made the girl's hands and feet tremble slightly in fright.Lin Qingyan signaled softly, "It's not the Zhou family's secret, so what can't be said, girl, do you think I'll spread it everywhere?"

"Master's wife found out about the young master's injury. She wanted to invite the doctor, but she was stopped by the second lady halfway, saying that she could solve it by herself."

The maid said it honestly, if she was not afraid that the young master would blame the second lady for this, why would she hesitate so much.

"That's right. What are you afraid of? Your Second Miss is doing the right thing. My little wound is not worth hiring a doctor."

Lin Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, thanks to Zhou Yan, if she really invited the doctor, she might not be able to cover her identity.

Lin Qingyan drank the remaining rice porridge in one gulp, and the maid returned the empty bowl and left.

Lin Qingyan stood up, thinking that she was going back to bed to rest, when she spotted something lying on the ground beside the bed, she approached and picked it up, it was a blood-stained handkerchief.

Lin Qingyan got an idea, clutched the handkerchief tightly and walked out of the room.

The sky was a little dark, it was already after dinner, Lin Qingyan ignored it completely, and strode towards Zhou Yan's residence.

Lin Qingyan thought secretly while walking, if there was no light in Zhou Yan's room, she would turn around and go back, and the matter of returning the handkerchief will be discussed tomorrow.

Lin Qingyan stood upright where the forehead was injured, and the room facing him was lit with dancing candles, but Lin Qingyan was sure that Zhou Yan was not in the room.

When approaching Zhou Yan's residence, Lin Qingyan saw a figure on the corresponding roof, took a closer look, and confirmed his guess that this person was Zhou Yan.

The second young lady of the Zhou family is on the roof, isn't there a maid to persuade this dangerous behavior?

It really is true that the nine sons of a dragon are different, if Zhou Muyan is a gentle and quiet person, she would never do such an act, the second young lady of the Zhou family is bolder than ordinary girls.

Zhou Yan, who was sitting on the ridge of the roof, asked first, "What are you doing here!"

Thinking of Lin Qingyan's injury, Zhou Yan immediately stood up and wanted to turn around to sit, not wanting to see Lin Qingyan.

"Be careful."

Lin Qingyan was worried about speaking out, and focused on Zhou Yan's every move.

"Mind your own business." Zhou Yan sat down straight and turned his back to Lin Qingyan, and immediately replied stiffly, "Don't even think about apologizing."

Lin Qingyan, who was at the bottom, took a step forward, no matter whether Zhou Yan could see it or not, he raised the handkerchief in his hand to show his intention, "I'm here to return this thing, and I should apologize to you, please don't let go of what I said. In my heart, I have to blame myself for this injury."

At this time, Zhou Yan hadn't had the urge to throw the teacup back then. It was her fault that Lin Qingyan was injured, but who told Lin Qingyan to say that it was her sister's fault, and she personally bandaged Lin Qingyan's wound for this matter, and ordered the maid to deliver rice porridge.

Lin Qingyan bent down and put the folded Fangzheng handkerchief on the stone steps in front of the door, looked up at the silent Zhou Yan, turned around and walked away.

"Stop, who told you to go!"

Lin Qingyan stopped in her tracks, the upturned corners of her mouth disappeared when she turned around, and asked with a serious face, "If I don't want to go, why don't I stand on the deserted ground and accompany you?"

Zhou Yan didn't respond, he hesitated for a moment, and pointed to the square wooden stick on the right foot that was not the length of the palm protruding from the eaves.

Lin Qingyan was very clear, and easily walked around to the back of the house. A thick, straight, and seemingly sturdy wooden ladder was placed diagonally at the place Zhou Yan pointed at. Lin Qingyan held both ends of the ladder with both hands, and lay down on the ladder with his whole body , climbing up step by step on the beam.

Zhou Yan lowered his head slightly, and Lin Qingyan's clumsy and slowly approaching the eaves came into view.

"coward."

Zhou Yan scolded in a low voice, but moved his body to the left, leaving enough room for Lin Qingyan.

Lin Qingyan got on the roof safely, and sat side by side with Zhou Yan, with a little distance between them.

The night was quiet, and the silence between the two echoed without breaking the atmosphere of silence.

Zhou Yan hung his head, put his hands on his thighs, and fiddled with his fingers repeatedly.Lin Qingyan on the side propped his hands on the main beam, turning his head to gaze at Zhou Yan from time to time, admiring the beautiful scenery above.

"sorry."

"Ok?"

Lin Qingyan suspected that there was something wrong with her ears, and she couldn't hear Zhou Yan's sudden words clearly.

"I said, I accept your apology."

Zhou Yan pursed his lips tightly, "...I'm sorry, I shouldn't hit you with a teacup."

Zhou Yan's eye sockets became a little moist, and he lost his so-called momentum when he stared at Lin Qingyan.

Lin Qingyan looked at her like this, as if he had bullied her.

Lin Qingyan had no choice but to comfort her, "It's okay, it's all over, why mention it?"

"You're fine, but I'm busy. My sister has left and doesn't want me anymore."

Zhou Yan lowered his head and lay on his knees, sobbing in his slightly hoarse rebuttal, "Father and mother even forbid me to go out of the house to look for it, saying that if I lose it again, they will not survive."

Lin Qingyan raised his left hand to Zhou Yan's back, wanting to comfort him, but finally retracted the hand that was about to stick to Zhou Yan's back.

"It may not be good to stay, and it may not be bad to leave. Besides, you have uncle and aunt Zhou, and me. I will not leave either."

Zhou Yan muttered "liar".

Lin Qingyan looked up at the stars that seemed to be within reach, smiled lowly and did not refute.