lord and beauty

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Tan Qiu's courtyard is named Luoxia Xiaozhu, located in the west of Jiang's Mansion, it is a separate small courtyard, the plaque outside the courtyard is carved with the words Luoxia Xiaozhu, covered with a thick layer of dust, it seems that there is no one there all year round clean.

Tan Qiu led Ruan Yue in, and said casually: "There is a vacant room in the opposite room. You can live there if you want, but the maids also have a centralized dormitory. If you want to live with the maids, you can also move. past."

After saying that, she no longer cared about Ruan Yue, walked to the bed by herself, took off the cloak and threw it away, then sat down in front of the mirror, raised her hand to remove the forehead gauze.

The gauze was tied at the back of the head indiscriminately, and even tied into a tight knot. Tan Qiu failed to untie it several times, and gasped for air when the wound was involved in the movement.

Ruan Yue hurried forward, "Young Master, let me come." After saying that, she carefully took the knotted gauze from Tan Qiu's hand, and carefully unraveled it.

Tan Qiu groaned, stopped moving, and stared at the mirror in a daze.Ruan Yue put the blood-stained gauze aside, picked up the medicine powder and gauze from the makeup mirror, cleaned the wound carefully, and sprinkled the medicine powder on it.

The area around the wound was bruised and purple, and there was a deep red crack in the middle, which seemed to be knocked on some hard object. Just by looking at this appearance, one could tell that there was a lot of blood at that time. It is hard to say whether there will be scars in the future.

It's a pity, Ruan Yue didn't know where to feel regret, if it wasn't for this scar, this appearance would have been much better.

"Hiss—" Tan Qiu suddenly gasped.Ruan Yue was startled, she spilled a lot of powder in her hands, and said quickly, "Did I hurt you? I'm sorry, let me be more careful..."

Tan Qiu waved his hands and said, "Sprinkle less powder, it hurts."

Ruan Yue hurriedly nodded in response, but her movements were much lighter.

As soon as the gauze in this room was changed, the door on the other side was pushed open with a creak, Tan Qiu and Ruan Yue turned their heads together, but saw the little maid who had just scolded Tan Qiu in the main hall, holding a glass of black wine. Huge concoction stood at the door.

The little maid seemed to still be resentful of Tan Qiu's attitude towards her from above the main hall just now. At this moment, a pair of round eyes almost rolled up to the sky, snorted coldly, stepped in, and poured the concoction unceremoniously. On the table, he said in a cold voice: "Your medicine, come to collect the bowl at night."

After all, before Tan Qiu had any reaction, he turned and left, as if staying a little longer would be a torture for her.

Tan Qiu had already realized the strangeness, ignored the little maid, and wanted to get up to get the soup.Ruan Yue quickly pressed Tan Qiu down, turned around and brought the soup.

"I'll just come, my lord, you sit down..." As soon as the words finished, Ruan Yue was taken aback for a moment, either holding on to the bowl of soup or medicine in her hand.

Seeing this, Tan Qiu wanted to reach out to take the soup, intending to drink it directly, but Ruan Yue withdrew her hand and stopped her and said, "This bowl of medicine is already cold, I'll warm it up for you before you drink it."

"No, hot and cold are the same. You can't drink any kind of medicine." Tan Qiu said indifferently.

"But, how can this cold medicine be given to patients?" Ruan Yue came back to her senses after she finished speaking, and after looking around, she found that the room where Tan Qiu lived was too deserted, without a single piece of emerald green ornaments, only one A yellowed and inferior ancient painting hung pitifully on the white wall, and the quilt was only one layer, and it looked very cold, and there was no charcoal brazier in the room.

Where is the treatment that Mrs. Jiang's family should have?

Tan Qiu saw that she didn't speak for a while, guessing that she knew the key to it, so she didn't say much, just took a sip from the medicine bowl, the cold soup added a bit of bitterness, and the moment it entered her stomach, she seemed to have eaten a piece of it raw Like ice, his little face immediately wrinkled.

Ruan Yue was startled, and hurriedly snatched away the medicine bowl, spilling a lot of soup and medicine, "It's not so cold, I'll go to the kitchen to warm it up."

Just as Tan Qiu was about to open his mouth, a bitter taste rushed up from the base of his tongue, and he felt the soup in his stomach rushing up, making him vomit uncontrollably, so he tightly covered his mouth with one hand, and waved the other casually to signal her to go easy.

Seeing this, Ruan Yue hastily left holding the soup.

Tan Qiu hurriedly poured several cups of tea before suppressing the bitter taste down his throat.The first few times he poured it whenever he could, and rarely drank the medicine. After thinking about it, he only drank it when Jiang Beimu fed him when he just woke up.

But at that time, I never felt that this medicine could be so bitter.

Tan Qiu actually didn't intend to drink this medicine, but just wanted to try Ruan Yue's idea. After all, the servants in the mansion treated him with disgust, although he didn't know where this nameless disgust came from. Now that Ruan Yue has seen all this, will she still follow him with peace of mind?

Tan Qiu coughed a few times, sat in front of the mirror with her legs swaying slightly, kicked the table legs once and for all, and looked at the door thoughtfully with her chin resting on one hand.

After a while, footsteps came from far and near outside the door. Tan Qiu propped his chin and looked towards the door. Seeing Ruan Yue's expression of distress, he hesitated holding the medicine bowl.

Seeing the strangeness, Tan Qiu said, "They didn't warm you up, did they?"

Ruan Yue sighed, a little embarrassed: "I asked the cooks, and they all said that there is no room for me to heat the medicine. If you want to wait, you have to wait until the big guys have lunch, but how can this medicine wait so long?" How long? What if the properties of the medicine change..."

Tan Qiu had known such an expression earlier, so Ruan Yue put the soup on the table, pouted her lips and said with a smile: "It's just cold, please help me call the master, just say that my head is starting to hurt again."

Ruan Yue, who has been through the wind and moon for a long time, knew that Tan Qiu was planning to do something when she saw this, so she nodded and walked outside without asking any more questions.

This time, the waiting time was much longer than before. Tan Qiu was lying between the quilts, her body was loosely covered with a cloak, she was lying on her side with her head propped up on one hand, while the other hand was trembling with a strand of blue silk circling around her fingertips, pulling it into a twist. .

After a while, the door was gently pushed open, Tan Qiu looked up, but saw Ruan Yue came back alone, Ruan Yue stood outside the door with an embarrassed expression, looked at Tan Qiu, and didn't know what to say for a while.

This time, Tan Qiu's calm expression was a bit unbearable. He knew that Jiang Beimu was busy, but usually Jiang Beimu would come to visit him whenever he yelled that he had a headache, not to mention that Jiang Beimu had been out for several days this time. , Tan Qiuyi held back for several days, just waiting for Jiang Beimu to come and relieve himself.

Ruan Yue saw that Tan Qiu's delicate face was getting more and more bulging like a puffer fish, and hurriedly said: "Master, he is very concerned, but he has just finished socializing, and there are still many things to deal with in the shop, so he can't get away for the time being... "

Tan Qiu got up angrily, and the cloak fell off his body, revealing his slender and tall figure, and said sullenly, "I really have a headache now."

Seeing Tan Qiu like this, Ruan Yue wanted to laugh but didn't dare. She just felt that for Tan Qiu, only Jiang Beimu could arouse his emotions.

Ruan Yue thought for a moment, stepped forward to close the door, and said carefully: "Since I have followed the young master, I naturally want to solve the problems for the young master. In fact, in my opinion, the master may not be unwilling to come, after all, I was with the young master before. In the mansion, I often see him go out to entertain some business friends, and sometimes he will take me there."

Tan Qiu was still a little angry when he heard the words, and only looked at Ruan Yue probingly with his eyes, Ruan Yue continued knowingly: "Generally, the multi-day entertainment between merchants is mostly to discuss some big things, and there are still many small things to deal with after we leave. Let’s take care of the aftermath, and even though the Jiang family’s business is prosperous, it’s the first time they’ve come to Sifang City.”

"Although Sifang City is a little far from the capital city, because it is located in a rich and prosperous place in the south of the Yangtze River, there are many merchants coming and going, so the chamber of commerce in the city is also complicated. If the Jiang family wants to grow bigger, they must first manage with a few old merchants. The Wang Family Company is one of the big merchants in Sifang City."

"I know all of this." Seeing that Ruan Yue really wanted to help him, Tan Qiu's anger subsided a lot.

Seeing this, Ruan Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "If the mountain doesn't come, I'll be there, and I'll go to the mountain."

"Men, they can't bear the soft fingers."

Ruan Yue stopped talking and didn't say much, Tan Qiu also understood what she meant, he knew that Jiang Beimu was busy, otherwise he wouldn't not come back for a few days, but it happened that today he saw that little maid's rude behavior towards him, This matter can be big or small, just a word from Jiang Beimu...

Speaking of which, Tan Qiu didn't believe that Jiang Beimu didn't know about his situation. After all, almost all the servants in Jiang's mansion spoke honestly about him, and what's more, they hated him unabashedly.

Tan Qiu exhaled lightly, got up and put on the cloak again, passed by the table and took the soup and medicine, walked to the door, and said as he walked: "Then let us find him, anyway, he can't escape."

The more Tan Qiu thought about it, the more excited he was, he wanted to jog along the way, and he didn't even notice that the snow powder falling from the eaves wet his hair.

It's okay to let him drink cold medicine, then let Jiang Beimu feed him with his own hands.

"Young master, slow down, the ground is slippery!" Ruan Yuexiu walked and trotted all the way behind him.

Tan Qiu, as if he had never heard of it, ran skillfully to the Wanqiu Pavilion where Jiang Beimu was. The scenery of the Wanqiu Pavilion and his Luoxia Xiaozhu could be described as completely different.

The white snow in the inner courtyard of Wanqiu Pavilion was swept to the bottom of the wall, and a string of red lanterns were hung on the eaves. There were row upon row of rockeries in the courtyard, and the small spring under the rockery was also carefully broken. A few red carps were lying quietly The corner was motionless.

The anxiety in Tan Qiu's heart was only for a moment, and soon he was relieved. Those servants are all watching people order dishes. Naturally, his courtyard can't compare with Jiang Beimu's courtyard, even if they don't use the snow in the entire Jiangfu The Luoxia Xiaozhu that has accumulated to him has already given him face.

Tan Qiu pursed her lips, holding the porcelain bowl like ice cubes in her cold hands, crossed the cobblestone path, and walked towards the closed courtyard gate.

Suddenly, the door of Jiang Beimu's study creaked softly, and Tan Qiu subconsciously smiled, but saw a slim figure walking out of the room.

Tan Qiu instantly lowered his face.

That slender figure is the maid Mei Xiang. Mei Xiang is wearing a pink satin shirt and skirt. She is tall and beautiful. She has a faint tendency to become bigger in the mansion on weekdays. All the maids and servants are headed by her.

Although Jiang Beimu didn't say it clearly, there is no butler in the mansion. It can be said that Mei Xiang is expected by everyone. After all, he has heard Jiang Beimu mention her casually. Mei Xiang seems to come from a scholarly family. And just like her name, she has the desolation and aloofness like a winter plum.

Isn't this the snow on the branches for the maids and servants from other farming households?

It's just that Tan Qiu doesn't like Mei Xiang.

The reason is also very simple, Mei Xiang also has different thoughts about Jiang Beimu, but Tan Qiu doesn't know whether Mei Xiang is interested in Jiang Beimu, or the position of Mrs. Jiang's family.

In short, to him, it was all the same.

"What are you doing here?" Tan Qiu was like a little hedgehog. The moment he found the enemy, he opened his spines and took the initiative to attack.

A hint of surprise appeared on Mei Xiang's always proud and beautiful face, and then her gaze moved to the black concoction in Tan Qiu's hand.

"Master is going to rest, son, let's go back first, if there is something else, we can come back tomorrow."

In terms of attitude, Mei Xiang was the most annoying to him among all the servants, but there was an uncomfortable arrogance in this politeness.

Tan Qiu faced the difficulties, and replied unceremoniously: "The master intends to rest, isn't this not resting yet?"

After finishing speaking, Tan Qiu took a few steps forward, walked under the eaves, and hummed softly.

Mei Xiangjian talked about Qiu Yu's desire to rush forward, and even reached out to pull without thinking, "Young master, stop messing around, the master is already very tired, and now he needs to take a good rest. If there is anything, young master, you can ask me to deal with it."

"You?" Tan Qiu raised his eyebrows slightly, his willful and flamboyant little face was full of arrogance, "I'm here to ask the master to feed me medicine, can you do it for me?"

Mei Xiang's expression remained motionless, only a trace of impatience appeared in her eyes, which was fleeting, but Tan Qiu saw it in her eyes.

"I can do it for you."

Tan Qiu groaned, and replied naturally: "But I don't want you to feed me."

Mei Xiang's expression moved slightly, but she didn't budge.

Tan Qiu let out a sigh of relief, turned sideways, looked at Mei Xiang's hand tightly clutching her cloak, opened her lips and said angrily, "Are you sure you won't let go?"

Mei Xiang didn't reply, she only clenched the cloak in her hand more and more tightly, her fingertips turned white, as if she wanted to tear the cloth apart.

Tan Qiu raised his chin slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a nasty smile, and then he loosened his hands, and the porcelain bowl fell to the ground and shattered.

The black soup splashed, dyeing Mei Xiang's white satin embroidered shoes, and a strong medicinal smell permeated the air.

Mei Xiang hadn't recovered yet, she was startled when the porcelain bowl shattered and subconsciously let go, and it was this gap that Tan Qiu grabbed.

Wrapped in a cloak, Tan Qiu pushed the door open and rushed in. With just one step, he bumped into a solid and familiar generous chest.

Tan Qiu didn't even want to tightly hug the visitor's waist. Jiang Beimu was wearing an undershirt with the skirt slightly open to reveal a thin and muscular chest. His skin was wheat-colored, and his chest and abdomen were as solid and explosive as a horse's. .

Even in these nine cold winters, Jiang Beimu wore a thin undershirt, still exuding a heat that almost burned Tanqiu's cheeks.

Jiang Beimu was obviously also stunned. Before he could open his mouth, he saw the hairy ball on his chest and said in an aggrieved voice, "Master, I was bullied."