Patrol's sweetheart baby

"Come on, eat more. Look at you, you have lost a lot of weight in just two days. If my sister is still there, I don't know how distressed I am when I see it."

Sitting by Tang Xiaotang's bed, Mrs. Du held the medicinal meal in one hand and a porcelain spoon in the other, and carefully cooled the porridge before putting it into Tang Xiaotang's mouth.

Tang Xiaotang was seriously injured and could only lie on his stomach.

This posture is already very awkward, and he is not a six-year-old child, and Du Shi is not his biological mother, sitting by his bed like this, feeding mouthfuls one by one, is enough to make ordinary teenagers overturn the medicinal food, lose their temper and drive away.

Tang Xiaotang opened his mouth with a smile on his face, holding the medicinal food, and said vaguely, "Thank you, mother."

When the maid Qingluan saw it, her eyes were slightly angry.

In terms of superiority and inferiority, my wife is only a palanquin carried by my grandfather, and the first wife of a famous family. Du Shi is just a concubine who has been righted.

Regardless of whether his wife is younger than Mrs. Du, Mrs. Du should respectfully call her Mrs. Sister.

younger sister?

Isn't Mrs. Du afraid of losing his life?

Qingluan feels sorry for her little son, and at this moment, she can only hold back desperately, so as not to accidentally show it on her face.

If she is looked down upon by Mrs. Du, it doesn't matter to her, but if she implicates the young master, her crime will be serious.

"You child, what are you doing so politely with your mother?"

Du Shi smiled kindly, cast a coquettish glance at Tang Xiaotang, then cooled the porridge and put it into his mouth.

Tang Xiaotang opened his mouth cooperatively, but quietly clenched his fist with one hand under the quilt.

Pingting, Du's personal maid, came in from outside, looked at Tang Xiaotang on the bed, and hesitated to speak.

Recently, rumors spread in the mansion, saying that the young master's injury was not caused by falling from a horse at all, but... but because of "offending" that Xie Xunkan from Kyoto, who was beaten with a board.

Mrs. Du knew the cause and effect of Tang Xiaotang's injury, she scolded the servant girl who was gossiping, but sent Pingting to inquire about it on purpose.

Pingting didn't know Du's plan, she just couldn't bear to tell the bad things outside in front of the seriously injured young master, so she was hesitant, she wanted to wait until the madam returned to the room before reporting.

Seeing this, Mrs. Du put down the half-fed medicinal food in her hand, raised her shrewd eyebrows slightly, and reproached, "What are you doing so hesitantly? Why, is there anything else in this family that the young master can't listen to?"

Tang Xiaotang raised her head and looked at Pingting blankly.

Pingting's complexion became even more difficult, "No, ma'am. Slave, this servant definitely didn't mean that."

"Then you just say it. Say what you want to tell me just now in front of the young master. We are all a family. Is there anything I can hear that the young master can't hear?"

Qingluan frowned slightly, Pingting was so hesitant, she glanced at the young master before, indicating that the news she inquired must be related to the young master, and it was definitely not good news.Qingluan wanted Pingting to stop here, so as not to disturb the young master's recovery, but she also understood this matter, and she was afraid that Pingting could not make the decision.

Sure enough, Du's eyes became more severe.

Pingting whispered, "This, this matter is related to the young master..."

Du Shi deliberately put his face aside, and said sharply, "Speak up if you have something to say!"

The Du family has always been very strict in rectifying servants, Pingting instinctively shook her body, she took a deep breath, and told the so-called "interesting anecdotes of the previous dynasty" that Fenglelou had said in the past two days, stripping down the details.

If that's the case, what kind of surname is Xunyan, young master Gu, one can tell that he is alluding to that young master Xie Xunyan.

Someone was deliberately making fun of the young master's affair with that Xie Xunyan.

After hearing this, Mrs. Du first showed a look of shock, then she became very angry, then changed the topic, she lowered her volume, "You said that Xie Xunyan and the present sage will really be, will be... like that relationship?"

Pingting shook her head again and again, "This...this servant doesn't know..."

Qinglian, Du's other maid, is always clever and never misses an opportunity to please her master.

She had already guessed the purpose of the mistress, and she interjected in a timely manner, "This matter has also been heard by slaves. Actually, not only slaves have heard about it, it has spread all over our city in the past two days. Everyone said that, then thank Xun According to the reason why he was able to represent the Holy Lord at such a young age, it was because of his unique grace. Otherwise, why is it not uncommon for a man to marry a man in our Tianqi Kingdom? I like the young master, so just reject it. Why are you so angry? It's clearly..."

Du's complexion changed instantly, and he reprimanded Qinglian loudly, "Enough! Don't talk about it anymore! You are not allowed to mention this kind of thing in the future, and none of you are allowed to talk about things related to that Xie Xunyong. You know Yet?"

Du Shi looked around severely at the maidservants and women around him.

The subordinates are naturally only claiming to be right.

Qinglian also moved very quickly and knelt on the ground to plead guilty.

Mrs. Du took the opportunity to scold her a few words, but they were all innocuous words.

How could Qingluan not know, Du Shi clearly arranged this out on purpose, to mention who is not good, but to mention that Xie Xunyan, who sprinkled salt in the young master's wound, is determined to make the young master hurt even if he is hurt!

The mind is vicious!

Seeing that Du Shifu sat down next to Tang Xiaotang's bed again, she held his hand distressedly, and said with shame in her eyes, "Tang'er, do you blame your mother?"

Du Shi's knife was indeed pierced extremely hard and deeply.

The first time the sinus fell in love, the heart was smashed by the person she loved, and then stabbed to death with a knife.

It turned out that he already had someone he liked in his heart... and he was a real dragon emperor.

No wonder, that person was so furious that day.

He should have laughed at his overreaching from the bottom of his heart, right?

The blood on Tang Xiaotang's face faded, and his lips trembled.

He forced a smile, "Mother didn't mean it, how could the child take offense at mother?"

Du Shi smiled gently, "I'm relieved when you say that. Don't think too much about it. Right now, the most important thing for you is to heal your injuries, you know?"

Tang Xiaotang still smiled, "My son knows."

Du's eyes showed relief, and he patted the back of Tang Xiaotang's hand in relief.

Now that Du's goal has been achieved, he sat in the room for a while, then left with his maid and mother-in-law.

"Bullying people, bullying people too much!"

Qingluan's eyes turned red with anger.

On the other hand, Tang Xiaotang clenched his hands into fists, and comforted Qingluan, "No...don't be angry. We don't, don't be angry. If you are really angry, you will fall into that woman's way. Qingluan, you...you Bring me the medicinal meal. After eating this meal, I still don’t know when I will be able to eat the next meal.”

Tang Xiaotang stuttered slightly.

Not serious, generally short sentences, even slightly longer sentences are fine, only when you are extremely nervous, anxious or angry.

In this situation, Du Shi was obviously annoyed, but he did not forget to comfort the maid Qingluan.

Mrs. Du has always been superficial. On the surface, Tang Xiaotang has never been in short supply of food and clothing. In fact, he often hides it from the people in the house and sends over some unpalatable leftovers.

Today, Mrs. Du prepared this bowl of medicinal food because she wanted to perform the drama of "mother and child love" in front of everyone, and she didn't get this kind of treatment in daily life.

Qingluan already felt sorry for her son, but upon hearing this, she wanted to cry even more.

Not wanting to affect the mood of the little master, she sniffed heavily and echoed, "Yes! We can't follow that woman's way!"

So, Qingluan sat down by the bed, picked up the bowl and spoon, and fed Tang Xiaotang mouthful to eat the rest of the bowl of medicinal food.

"Master, I have your letter."

On this day, it was just getting dark, Xie Jinbai rode back to the post station, and Xiao Zishu greeted him from inside.

Xie Jinbai came early every morning accompanied by his entourage, Xiao Zishu, to inspect the flood control situation of the Chizhang River. Sometimes, even without Xiao Zishu, he rode alone to the mouth of the Chizhang River in the outskirts of the city.

If the river workers repairing the water embankment are too busy, Xie Jinbai and Chizhang River Superintendent Xiao Fengming will personally participate in it.

This forced the local officials, who were used to being lazy and shirking excuses, to become conscientious and come to the outskirts of the city every day to participate in the repair and supervision of the water embankment, so as not to accidentally offend the Xun Xun Press, lost the black gauze hat on his head.

Even Ji Yunfei heard that Xie Jin went to the Chizhang River every day to supervise the repair of the dam and the waterproof embankment on the river bank. Feeling very bored, he went back home disgruntled.

Xie Jinbai got on the horse neatly, and handed over the reins to Xiao Zishu.

Xiao Zishu took over the reins from Xie Jinbai's hands, and it was rare for him to show the joy he should have at his age, "It's a letter from the capital."

Xie Jinbai gave a faint "hmm", and while walking inside, asked, "Aside from letters, is there anything else?"

Xiao Zishu tied up his horse, and quickly followed, "Oh, yes. There is a small porcelain box."

Just looking at the shape, you can't see what it is.

"Give me something."

For the sake of safety, the letter from the capital and the medicine bottle Xiao Zishu are all hidden close to him.

He took out an extremely small oblate cyan flowing cloud pattern porcelain box from his sleeve, and handed it over, "This is it"

Xie Jingbai took it, opened the porcelain cover, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly, after confirming that it was what he wanted, he put it into his sleeve.

"I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

Xie Jingbai turned around and asked.

Just as Xiao Zishu was about to hand over the letter in his arms, he paused when he took the letter, and instinctively replied, "Yes. The food is heating up in the kitchen. Hot water is also prepared for you."

Xie Jinbai is so clean, every time he returns from going out, he has to take a shower and change clothes before ordering him to eat.

Xiao Zishu knew Xie Jinbai's habits well, so he ordered people to prepare everything in advance.

Xie Jingbai nodded and walked upstairs to the room.

Xiao Zishu looked at his master's back with doubts in his eyes.

Master, what happened?

On the way from Kyoto to Chun'an, when the master received a letter from that person, which time did he not order him to fetch the letter immediately and open it for reading?

Why did you only take something this time, but didn't even ask for a letter?

Is it because the body is too tired from supervising the dam?

After Xie Jinbai finished bathing and changing, Xiao Zishu ordered the cook to bring the food into the room.

After eating, Xiao Zishu handed him some tea to rinse his mouth.

Xie Jinbai rinsed his mouth, then wiped his hands with a hot towel, "Where's the letter?"

Xiao Zishu was still wondering if there was some conflict between the master and that person, otherwise why the master was so indifferent to the letter from that person this time.

Hearing that the master finally asked about the letter from that person, he felt relieved.

He immediately smiled and said, "This subordinate has been keeping it next to his body."

Xiao Zishu took out the letter from his arms, and handed it over respectfully with both hands.

Xie Jinbai didn't reach out to pick it up.

Under Xiao Zishu's suspicious gaze, Xie Jinbai walked to the window and pushed it open.

The bamboo shadows outside the window are clear and sparse.

The bright moon was bright, just like the place he could see every night when he looked up in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice in his previous life.

The moon in front of me is the moon in the sky.

This soul is no longer this body soul.

The world is fickle, and Bo Yun is treacherous, nothing more than this.

"Give me the letter."

In fact, the master seems to be a little bit wrong.

Xiao Zishu hesitantly, hesitantly, handed over the letter.

Xie Jinbai took the letter, returned to the table, and put the unopened letter under the flame of the candle.