Instantly, this smell filled the tip of my nose.

When Yuchun saw her frowning, she smiled and said, "Don't worry, girl, it's made from brown sugar and it's not bitter."

After saying that, he fed her a sip with a spoon. Seeing that she didn't resist, he fed her another spoonful, and soon the whole cup of soup was finished.

The brown sugar ginger water was indeed effective. Xu Miaoyin no longer felt cold in her lower abdomen, and her whole body relaxed. Then she felt sleepy, and she lay down and fell asleep.

Fang Shuhuai was in the study dealing with the memorial from Yu Jing, when Uncle Song came to the study.

With a troubled expression on his face, the person the lady was looking for could not be found, so he could only come to seek advice from his master.

Then he spoke hesitantly, "Master, the lady asked for Mr. Six Arts... This, no one in the film team is good at this. Look at this..."

Fang Shuhuai already had a candidate, so he said without raising his head: "I will make arrangements. You can go back to Madam."

Hearing this, Uncle Song boldly asked again, "I don't know when I can come. Madam has been urging me."

After speaking, he secretly glanced at the person looking up, and saw his master glance at him.

Fang Shuhuai's heartless and emotionless look made Uncle Song feel frightened in his heart, and he quickly lowered his eyes again.

"I just said it can be arranged in these two days."

Uncle Song hurriedly responded, walked out of the study, and wiped the invisible sweat from his forehead.

The master's pressure is getting stronger!

"Uncle Song, what's wrong with you?" Qin Zhan originally came to the study to report something, but he saw Uncle Song wiping his forehead as he walked.

When Uncle Song heard the sound, he looked up and saw that it was Qin Zhan, and whispered: "I was scared by the master."

I saw him covering his mouth and coughing, thinking he was suppressing his laughter. This kid could laugh whenever he wanted, no matter how he covered his mouth. I was about to scold him, but I saw him cupping his fists and calling "Master".

Uncle Song suddenly felt a chill on his back. He saw Fang Shuhuai walking past the two of them. The wind picked up a piece of his clothes and headed towards the door.

Qin Zhan glanced at Uncle Song, then turned around and followed him.

Uncle Song gritted his teeth, this kid was so unreasonable, and he didn't even remind him.

The two embankments are full of flowers and willows, all along the water, and all the way up are the terraces and the mountains.

At night, the city of Yangzhou becomes more and more romantic, especially around Slender West Lake, where there are many brothels and pavilions built along the water. If you feel like it, you can sit on a boat and listen to a ditty, which is both entertainment and a bit more elegant.

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At this time, Chen Fengling was renting a boat, lying on the lounge chair in the small room, holding a bottle of wine in her hand, crossing her legs, closing her eyes, humming softly to the singer's music, and enjoying the night breeze outside the window.

Come and feel the coolness.

With a "boom", the boat docked at the lake, and Fang Shuhuai took Qin Zhan on board.

Chen Fengling was humming a tune leisurely, but suddenly she didn't hear the sound. When she opened her eyes, she saw Fang Shuhuai sitting opposite her, looking at her indifferently.

Qin Zhan invited the singer out and closed the door of the small room.

Chen Fengling retracted her legs and sat upright.

Fang Shuhuai didn't pay attention to his sudden restraint, and hummed: "You know how to enjoy it, and you are worthy of your reputation as a playboy."

Chen Fengling smiled awkwardly at him and asked, "How did you find this place? But is there something urgent?"

I poured him a cup of tea.

Fang Shuhuai glanced at the tea cup, but didn't touch it. His tone was a little careless, "It's not an urgent matter."

"In two days, you pack up and move to the Xu Mansion. It's just a matter of time and you put away these wild things of yours."

Chen Fengling was a little surprised when she heard this. Has this person changed his gender?

Every time he came to Yangzhou before, Fang Shuhuai would not let him stay in the Xu Mansion, saying that it would not be conducive to Xu Miaoyin's recovery. Why was he willing now?

If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. He asked hesitantly: "What are you going to do?"

Seeing his suspicious eyes, Fang Shuhuai knew that his belly must be in the calf area, so he didn't talk in circles with him and said directly: "My wife wants to hire a Six Arts Master for Xu Jiaoyue. I will look for you and you will be the most suitable one."

Chen Fengling breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was planning something again, but when he heard that he was asked to teach the Six Arts, he became proud.

The Chen family has a century-old scholarly family, and the six arts are all basic skills, so it is no problem for him to teach them.

It's just that it's not appropriate for a man to teach a young lady...

"It's not appropriate for a man to teach me!"

Fang Shuhuai sighed secretly. If he didn't want to arouse Xu Miaoyin's suspicion anymore, he wouldn't want to get involved with people or things that were not conducive to her recovery.

Now I can only follow her in everything.

And her memory seems to be recovering soon, and he doesn't want her to be stimulated anymore.

"It's just an acting, you don't have to take it seriously. I just let you go to reassure her. It seems that she is beginning to suspect that this sister of hers is fake."

Although she didn't tell him that night, he could still guess something from her avoidant eyes.

"Have you ever thought about it, it's actually good to continue to lie like this. You no longer have family feuds between you and spend your life in a muddle. It's a relief for both her and you."

Chen Fengling shook the wine glass in her hand and said slowly and seriously.

Fang Shuhuai looked out the window at the Slender West Lake. In the night, a few lights floated on the lake, and the lingering sound spread to everyone's ears with the night wind.

Of course he has thought about it!

It would be great if she could always be like this, without the painful memory of family destruction and death, and enjoy the prosperity and beauty brought by this prosperous country with him.

However, he knew that even during the three years when she was crazy, she always remembered the family feud, let alone now?

He understood that she had never been a dodder flower, she had always been an arbor.

She wants to be a tree that can protect her loved ones from wind and rain.

The flowers and willows on both sides of the bank are all close to the water, and all the way from the towers to the mountains - written by Liu Chunchi in the Qing Dynasty
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