What do she have to regret? This is not her sweetheart! She gently curled her lips and woke up from the chaos with an attitude of not being concerned about her.

The top of the brocade bed tent was embroidered with flowers and wealth. The incense in the room was mixed with the fragrance of medicine. You could tell at a glance that the Xiao family was not weak. He moved gently and found that his hand was being pulled by someone.

"Master is awake?" Someone whispered: "Is it better?"

Gentle blinking, looking at her, she saw a woman frowning slightly, looking at her with a worried look. She looked like a maid, but her temperament was as gentle as orchid, which was different from an ordinary maid.

After that, Du Wenrou told her the main character, but she didn't tell her who this was.

Gentle closed her eyes, immediately pretended to be stupid, and murmured with pain: "Who am I? Where am I?"

"Master?" The maid was a little nervous: "What's wrong with you?"

Gentle opened her eyes and looked at her blankly: "Who are you?"

"Oh no, isn't it a mess?" A little anxious, the maid even tightened her hand: "Master, I am Shufang. Do you still remember the name you gave me?"

Sparse and sparse stones and orchids are fragrant. Du Wenrou looks quite culturally profound? Wenrou purses her lips, her eyes gradually become clear, and she sighs deeply: "I almost forgot this mortal world."

"Master..." Shufang frowned, with tears faintly in her eyes: "Why are you doing this?"

She also wanted to ask Du Wenrou why she was so hard. If she wanted to leave Xiao Jingtang, wouldn’t she just take a few steps? What can I do if I can’t live without it? At worst, I can just be justified and ask him for a divorce letter, so that everyone can get together and part.

Thinking of this, Wenrou asked: "Where is the awesome?"

Shufang pursed her lips and lowered her eyes and replied: "I have been kneeling in the lobby all night. My wife just sent someone to ask, saying that if you wake up, let me go and tell me."

"Did you know?"

"No." Shufang felt displeasure on her face, but she didn't say a lot. She didn't like Xiao Jingtang anymore. She was also a young master, and she was just a maid.

This girl is very fond of her appetite! Gentle can't help but want to give her a thumbs up, it's great!

"Then let's clean up and go over and take a look." Wenrou learned the ancient accent and held her up and was about to get out of bed.

"Master." Shufang reached out to support her and whispered: "It's not hard to go slower. The second young master is really too much. Kneeling on two days will not relieve your injuries."

"It's because he can't even kneel down, so I want to go over." Wenrou narrowed her eyes and smiled, like a sinister fox.

Shu Fang was stunned and looked at her in surprise.

It was already bright outside. Wenrou didn't care about Shufang's gaze. She reached out and touched her forehead. She felt that the fever had subsided and she was energetic. She got out of bed and said, "Prepare me to dress up."

"……yes."

He helped her to sit down in front of the dressing table. Shufang was about to take the rouge when she saw her master's eyes as if he had never seen the world before. He looked at the gold and silver jewelry on the table.

Damn, the real gold-faced head and face! I gently wiped the corner of my mouth.

She used to like to collect ancient hair accessories and often stared at the heads and faces in TV series, but the ones in front of her are really much heavier than those made by modern people, and they are more ancient, including gold wrapping jade, jade carving phoenix, dignified and grand. There are three golden hairpins with red agate as the head, and all kinds of golden silk hanging foreheads and flower ornaments are available.

Du Wenrou has lived a good life!

"Master...want to wear these today?" Shu Fang asked.

Gentle nodded repeatedly: "Try it for me."

The little girl has a dream of costumes in her heart, but her hair is not long in modern times, and she can't even get the mountain-like bun in the TV series.

However, Du Wenrou's hair can.

Shufang's hands were very clever. As his fingers flew, Gentle saw himself in the bronze mirror with a flying fairy bun on his head.

"Don't use gold, use silver, just wear this hairpin." Gentle pointed to the slightly old-looking golden hairpin on the counter.

Shufang was a little surprised, but she still responded, her eyes full of praise: "Master, finally, I don't have to worry about my servants."

He looked at her from the mirror with a gentle smile, without saying a word.

Du Wenrou is not a shortage of money. She has so many unique styles of gold and silver jewelry and she still has such a simple and heavy gold hairpin. This gold hairpin is probably not related to the wife who supports her.

She was going to make it difficult for Xiao Jingtang to have a hard time, so she must have to hug her wife's thighs.

Mrs. Xiao is a very beautiful woman. Although she should be over forty years old, she is well maintained. She goes to bed early and gets up early to drink bird's nest every day. Her skin is particularly smooth, which makes people respect and delight.

However, today, Mrs. Xiao was covered in black now, and she looked five years older in anger. Her eyes were full of anger and she was still scolding her own son who was kneeling in the lobby.

"What is the reason why you hate Rou'er so much? Rou'er is heartbroken. She has never felt sorry for you in a year. What kind of bastards are you doing?!"

Xiao Jingtang knelt silently, his eyes hanging down, silently.

Mrs. Xiao was about to be angry and picked up the teacup and smashed it down, but she couldn't bear to let it go, so she could only cover her heart and pant.

"Mother."

Gentle was wearing a half-old plain brocade peony skirt, holding Shufang's hand and stepped into the lobby anxiously.

Seeing her coming, Mrs. Xiao's face calmed down a lot. She quickly waved her to sit next to her, and pulled her to take a closer look.

"My poor Rou'er, her little face is still white. What are you doing here? I will teach him a good lesson for you!"

Xiao Jingtang glanced at him without any reaction, sighed gently, and said to Mrs. Xiao: "Mom knows that Rouer can't bear it, why should she teach Jiao a lesson?"

Mrs. Xiao felt both distressed and guilty when she said this, and gently patted her hand and said, "I really don't know how many lifetimes of blessing this kid has cultivated to marry a good wife like you. I still don't know how much cherishing her! Tell me about what happened last night? Why did you come back with a fever?"

It turns out that Mrs. Xiao didn't know that they were back from Langlin? Wenrou raised her eyebrows and looked at the butler with her head hanging down, thinking that these people were really protecting Xiao Jingtang. In addition, Du Wenrou, who was not good at being bullied, would not say anything. Then Xiao Jingtang could simply treat her whatever she wanted without restraint.

What a fool. A woman who is tolerant and devoted has never ended well since ancient times. Men are not animals that can be grateful!

Taking a deep breath, gentle tears flowed down, biting their lips, and the face was surging.
Chapter completed!