After finishing a bowl of porridge, the group sat and rested in the room for a while before starting to feed the medicine again after about fifteen minutes.
During this time, Wenzhu asked about everyone's dietary restrictions and preferences before finally looking steadily at Su Qinghe.
"If the head of the family feels good about it tomorrow, Wenzhu can make it for you whenever you want to drink it. However, I'm afraid I won't be able to be by Lin Langjun's side to take care of him all the time..."
He spoke softly, his face full of obedience, and when he talked about not being able to take care of Lin Xi, he even showed a hint of self-reproach.
Upon hearing that he was concerned about her situation, Lin Xi quickly spoke up:
“I don’t need anyone to wait on me. I can take care of myself. I don’t need someone to accompany me all the time. If my wife or Brother Yuan wants to drink the porridge you made, you can just go directly to him.”
Hearing Lin Xi say this, Wen Zhu curled her lips and stared at Su Qinghe, waiting for her to speak.
"Let's talk about it another time!"
Su Qinghe's heart was not greatly stirred. She simply said something and then lowered her head to tease Ji Qingyu in her arms.
Seeing that she still didn't seem interested and instead kept her attention on a sickly person, Wenzhu secretly glared at Ji Qingyu, who was pinching her nose and drinking her medicine.
She's just got a pretty face.
They both have fevers, and the head of the family is so close to him, isn't he afraid of getting infected!
Just as he was inwardly resenting Ji Qingyu for stealing his great opportunity to shine, he looked up again and met Ji Yuan's eyes.
He was startled and hurriedly lowered his head, hiding the hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.
Just now, the look in his eyes clearly showed inquiry, as well as an aura that he himself couldn't quite describe.
She only needed to glance at him to feel as if he had seen through her little thoughts.
Wenzhu silently stepped back behind Lin Xi, trying to avoid Ji Yuan's gaze.
That young master Ji doesn't seem as simple and easy to talk to as young master Lin, so it's best not to attract his attention too much.
He glanced warily at Ji Yuan, who had already turned away to continue feeding him the medicine, and secretly rejoiced that he had been with Lin Xi that night.
If he chooses me, I'm afraid I won't have a chance...
Inside the room, the group chatted casually. Ji Qingyu had finished her medicine long ago and was now lying on Su Qinghe's body, feeling dizzy and listening to their conversation. She would occasionally chime in, but soon fell silent.
Lunch had already been moved to Ji Qingyu's room.
Ji Yuan and Lin Xi sat down, and Wen Zhu and Mu Dong served them food.
Su Qinghe was kept by Ji Qingyu, waiting for the two men to turn around and feed her every now and then. With the two of them going back and forth, she ate quite a bit.
After finishing their meal, the two returned to their room. Although they had gotten up late that morning, they were still feeling sleepy at this hour, so they decided not to disturb Su Qinghe and Ji Qingyu's precious time together.
Su Qinghe didn't say anything, but Ji Yuan pulled Lin Xi aside before leaving and gave him a long talk about how to manage subordinates, hoping that he would get used to being served as soon as possible.
As he spoke, he glanced intentionally or unintentionally at Wenzhu behind Lin Xi.
Seeing that he kept his head down, she secretly reminded him to stay true to his place, and then took Mu Dong back to her own courtyard—Qu Shui Xuan.
That was also the original name of this courtyard.
"Mu Dong, if Wen Zhu tries to talk to you in the future and asks about things here, just make up some excuses and don't try to be too friendly with her."
After tidying up, Ji Yuan sat down on the bed and looked up to instruct Mu Dong, who was carefully tidying his outer robe.
Mu Dong paused for a moment, then respectfully replied, and continued tidying up.
Although I don’t know what happened to Wenzhu, he is Lin Langjun’s servant. Perhaps this is the kind of competition for favor in a big mansion!
Although after several days of observation, the three husbands of the head of the family seemed to get along very well, who knew what their relationship was really like behind the scenes?
Perhaps Ji Langjun was afraid that Lin Langjun would find out some news about him!
Mu Dong thought this way, but his heart was not much turmoil. He was just a servant, and he only needed to serve his master well. He didn't need to worry about anything else.
Looking at the steady and sensible Mu Dong, Ji Yuan was quite satisfied.
Whether or not he really is as he appears, at least after serving him for the past few days, he hasn't seen any bad intentions in him. He's also serious and reliable in his work, making him easy to take care of and someone he can trust.
...
Su Qinghe was still holding Ji Qingyu, but she was now lying on her back instead of sitting.
With the hot water bottle, she no longer used her internal energy; she simply wrapped her arms around his waist.
The person in my arms coughed every now and then, the medicine was taking effect, and sometimes they felt hot and had to lift the blanket, and they were sweating a little.
Su Qinghe was afraid that he would catch a cold again, so she kept a close eye on his movements.
If you ask her why she didn't leave, it's obviously to make up for her mistake last night.
Ji Qingyu went out early this morning and was exposed to the cold wind. When she came back, she caught a cold and developed a fever because she didn't have a hand warmer.
She already harbored a lot of resentment. If she didn't spend more time with him when he was feeling unwell, given his petty nature, he would hold a grudge against her for half a month.
On the first day of the new year, without having to visit relatives or busy with ancestral worship, Su Qinghe lay on the bed and did nothing.
Yesterday, she gave all the staff at Shili Xiang a day off, instructing them not to reopen for business until the fourth day of the Lunar New Year.
All the hired helpers went home, and the people Wang Lin and others who were bought were instructed to live on the third floor after Su Qinghe moved out.
Now, both the fragrant garden and the courtyard were very quiet until night fell, when fireworks burst into the sky again.
The group then gathered in the back hall, where they enjoyed the view and had their dinner.
Su Qinghe had the fireworks she had bought before the New Year brought out and lined up in a row, circling the lake.
He ordered a dozen servants to light the fire together, and dozens or even hundreds of fire trees shot into the sky in an instant, illuminating the entire center of the lake.
From a distance, the entire mansion appeared to be enveloped in fireworks, with crackling sounds echoing through the sky for a long time before dissipating.
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