I am not a lucky star through time travel

Lin Qiao turned around and closed the door, and then heard the young man Balabala talk about a lot of taboos about the young master's life, don't talk about anything, don't enter the young master's study, don't get rouge and powder on your body, do whatever the young master tells you to do... …

According to what the boy said, all he had to do was take care of the patients. Lin Qiao breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he wasn't asked to warm the bed. He was a straight man, not a child molester.

The boy finally said, "Go take a bath first, look at your face, it looks like a monkey's butt, the young master hates people who are neither male nor female."

He hates it too!But he didn't do it!Lin Qiao reluctantly followed the boy into the small room behind the side room.

The decoration in the room is good, with calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, a pot of lush bamboo on the high table, a round table in the middle of the room, a dressing table against the wall, a bronze mirror on the table, and a An Arhat bed.

The young man pointed to a large screen behind the Arhat bed and said, "The bathing and bathing are all in it, and it needs to be cleaned immediately after use. The young master hates the smell the most."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Lin Qiao's clothes again, "I'll get you some clothes, and after I take a shower, I'll wait on the young master."

After the boy went out, Lin Qiao quickly sat down on the stool by the round table. He hadn't eaten for two days, and his legs and feet were weak.

Seeing the tea set on the table, he immediately poured another glass of water, raised his head, and drank it in one gulp.

What's the matter?What crime did he do, how did he become a concubine after getting worse and worse?Also, how can he return to modern times?

After drinking the water, he pounced on the pot of bamboo again. The poor man hadn't been in the mountains for almost two days, and he hadn't been in contact with green plants.

He is like a drug addict now, and he feels uncomfortable after not seeing these for a day.Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to feel better. Although he was still very hungry, his limbs were no longer so weak.

Lin Qiao was still holding the pot of bamboo, the door was pushed open with a creak, and a few servants came in with a steaming bucket.

They didn't look at Lin Qiao either, they entered behind the screen, poured the water and went out.Lin Qiao loosened the flowerpot and took a shower inside the screen, but he couldn't bear the smell of powder all over his body.

The things behind this screen are similar to the new house of Chu's second son. There is a big wooden basin, a barrel, and a wooden frame. There are two floors above and below, with a wooden basin on each side.

After taking a shower, Lin Qiao wiped off the water on his body with a large handkerchief hanging on the wooden frame, and looked outside. Sure enough, there was a stool outside the screen with a set of crescent white clothes on it.

This boy is not bad!She didn't laugh at him, but gave him clothes.

After getting dressed, Lin Qiao dried her hair with a handkerchief.After a while, the boy came in again, looked him up and down for a while, but didn't say anything, just looked at his hair.

Lin Qiao quickly tied up his wet hair, the boy nodded, turned around and walked towards the wall next to him, pushed it with his hand, it turned out to be a door, the boy stepped over, and then turned his head to motion for Lin Qiao to follow.

Lin Qiao followed into a large and warm room. The decoration inside was much better than the small inner room just now. There were thick black lacquered furniture, and a few pots of wintersweet were placed on the low table by the window. The room adds a lot of color.

A maidservant with a round face was holding a tray in her hand, bowing her head and standing beside a big canopy bed hung with a sky blue bed curtain.

The young man picked up the medicine on the tray, motioned the maid to go out, and handed the medicine bowl to Lin Qiao, motioning him to come forward.

Lin Qiao took the medicine bowl and walked to the bed, and heard the young man whisper through the bed curtain, "Master, it's time to drink the medicine."

It took a while to hear a rustling sound from the bed. The boy gently hung up the bed curtain and stuffed a pillow under the back of the person on the bed.

Only then did Lin Qiao see what that young master looked like. He was about 20 years old, with a long face, thick eyebrows, big eyes and a high nose, but he was too thin, and his face was still red. Seeing how he had to be supported when he sat up, he must be very sick. light.

He was still staring at the young master, but the young man coughed lightly, and then he turned his eyes away and stopped staring at him.

The boy glanced at the medicine bowl in his hand, then nodded the young master with his chin.

Lin Qiao hurried forward and handed over the medicine bowl. The young man finally changed his face, opened his mouth and spoke silently. Looking at the shape of his mouth, he should be talking about feeding medicine. Only then did Lin Qiao figure it out. On the edge of the bed, he used a spoon to stir the black soup medicine in the bowl, and felt that it should not be hot, so he took a spoonful and slowly put it to the young master's mouth.

The young master didn't look at him, opened his mouth slightly, drank the medicine slowly, and didn't make a sound, this kind of upbringing is worthy of the young master.

After feeding a bowl of medicine for about a quarter of an hour, when the young master finished his last sip, the young man held another tray and handed it to Lin Qiao.

There is a cup of tea and a hot handkerchief on it. Now Lin Qiao no longer needs the reminder from the boy, but also knows that he is going to rinse and wipe the young master's mouth.

After Lin Qiao finished all this, he helped the boy to lay down Young Master Yan and put down the bed curtain, and then they returned to the small room just now.

The young man said with no expression, "Although he is still a little fussy, it is already good. Remember, try not to talk in the future, let alone make any noise. At night, you should sleep on the footsteps next to the young master's bed with the quilt in your arms. Snoring, don't toss and turn to disturb the young master, don't sleep too hard, the young master needs to wake up soon."

Has he really become a servant boy?Lin Qiao sighed, hugged the quilt and followed the boy into the main room, made a bed on the footrest and lay down.

The young man extinguished the candles in the room one by one with an iron chisel, leaving only one beside the bed at last, and then he left the room, but he did not walk through the door leading to the small inner room just now, but through another door. A door with a curtain.

Feeling her hungry stomach, Lin Qiao only hoped that Young Master Yan could sleep until dawn and not torment him to get up. He is really upset and hungry, how can he go back?

On the second morning, Lin Qiao was woken up by someone kicking him. Although he was not kicked hard, the person who kicked him was obviously in a bad mood and stared at him angrily.

After a while, Lin Qiao remembered where he was, then sighed, turned over and got up, rolled up the quilt, hugged him in his arms, and followed the boy into the small room.

The young man closed the door, lowered his voice, and said displeasedly, "You slept soundly. Last night, the young master woke up at night and woke me up, but you couldn't even wake him up."

Lin Qiao stroked his rumbling stomach and smiled mischievously. He really had never done anything to serve people.

The young man probably heard the sound of his stomach, so he didn't continue to talk about him, but told him to wash up quickly, and to serve the young master to eat breakfast and drink medicine later.

Lin Qiao asked with a smile, "What's your name, little brother?"

The young man said lightly, "You can just call me Mingjian. After the young master drinks the medicine, someone will bring you something to eat."

Aren't ordinary young masters doing ink research, hoeing medicine and so on for the boys?Famous sword!Is this young master Chongwu?

After Lin Qiao washed up, she went to wait by the bed in the middle.After a while there was a rustling sound on the bed, Ming Jian hung up the bed curtain, and asked softly, "Master, did you sleep well?"

Young Master Yan nodded, and Ming Jian asked again, "Is your health better?"

That young master Yan didn't respond now, he neither nodded nor shook his head, just leaned weakly on the pillow.

At this time, three servant girls came in, one was carrying water, another was carrying tea, and the third was carrying a spittoon.

Under Mingjian's gesture, Lin Qiao twisted the hot handkerchief and wiped the young master's face. He tried to wipe as gently as possible, for fear of accidentally wiping the sick young master to death.

Afterwards, he took the teacup from the maidservant's hand, opened the lid, and found that there was clear water in it, thinking that this early in the morning, he probably didn't need to drink water, but to rinse his mouth, so he brought the cup to the young master's mouth again.

That young master Yan took a sip of clear water and gurgled a few times in his mouth, another maid stepped forward, Lin Qiao took the spittoon, moved closer to the young master so that he could spit in the mouthwash, and then gave it to him again Wipe your mouth and hands.

After finishing all this, another servant brought breakfast. Lin Qiao was carrying a bowl of thick and fragrant rice porridge with red dates and lotus seeds. His saliva was about to flow out. He hadn't eaten for several days. A bowl of porridge, but in his eyes, this is simply a delicacy in the world!It's a pity that it wasn't for him to drink, so I had to hold back my saliva and slowly feed the young master spoonful by spoonful.

After feeding the porridge, wiping the young master's mouth and hands, helping him to lie down, putting down the bed curtain and returning to the small room, Lin Qiao dared to breathe loudly.

With this young master's sick look, isn't he going to die soon?Can't die!If he died, his little concubine would probably have no way out.According to the woman, Yan Mansion bought him because he was a lucky star and could save the young master's life.If young master Yan died, maybe the Yan family would let him be buried in a fit of anger.

After a while, a servant brought in breakfast. It was also a bowl of porridge, but it was just plain white rice porridge, plus a small plate of dried pickles.

Although simple, but for Lin Qiao who has been hungry for several days, this is already very good.

Lin Qiao finished a bowl of porridge in two sips.In fact, he is still very hungry and wants to drink, but he also knows that this is not at his home, and he can take as much as he sends.

I had no choice but to pick a pickle and eat it dry. After chewing it a few times, I spit it out. Nima, how much salt did you put in it?Almost killed him.Isn't the salt here very expensive?Why are you so willing to put salt?

Not long after the servant took away the plate, another servant girl came over and said in a cold tone, "Madam let you go."

lady?Call him over?do what?Lin Qiao racked his brains and thought for a while, he probably wanted to hit him!It's not always like this on TV. The headed wife sets the rules for the new daughter-in-law. Although he is just a concubine, he still wants to beat him!

Lin Qiao tidied up her clothes and followed the maid out of the house.It was night when he came yesterday, so he didn't see what the surroundings looked like.