"I'm not!" Kong Wenjie hurriedly shook his head. He wanted to explain to Fang Chengyin that he had never thought of this. But he was really tongue-tied. Facing Fang Chengyin's wet eyes, he couldn't say anything. He just opened his mouth awkwardly.
"Whether you know it or not, I don't care what you think." Fang Chengyin's eyes dimmed, and she turned her face back and said silently to the floral pillow. "Don't worry, I won't order you around anymore from now on. You don't need to avoid me like the plague. I don't like anything else, but I love my face the most. I've already tasted the shamelessness of being shameless for that sour scholar. I won't make the same mistake again."
Kong Wenjie felt heartbroken when he heard her say that. He hurriedly said, "I really..."
"Guard Kong, when will the person sent by Ningguta to pick me up arrive?" Fang Chengyin suddenly interrupted Kong Wenjie before he could finish.
Kong Wenjie had no choice but to answer honestly: "Miss, I think it will arrive tomorrow."
"Thank you for taking care of me these past few days." Fang Chengyin said calmly, "Don't worry, I won't bother you anymore starting tomorrow."
Kong Wenjie wanted to say something else, but he really didn't know where to start. He knew why Fang Chengyin was angry, but even he couldn't explain why he shook off Fang Chengyin's hand that day, so how could he just say "I'm sorry" and get away with it?
His Adam's apple moved up and down, but in the end he couldn't utter a word. He just stood motionless in front of the bed with the bowl of medicine in his hand.
"You go out," Fang Chengyin knew he was looking at her, and she became more and more irritated and upset. Without waiting for Kong Wenjie to speak, she hurriedly said, "I will take the medicine, you go."
"Yes," Kong Wenjie said solemnly, placing the medicine bowl on the small table beside the bed. He then looked at Fang Chengyin, who was facing him with the back of her head, and said, "I'm right next door. If the young lady has any instructions, just call me."
Fang Chengyin ignored him. He stood there awkwardly for a while before bowing and walking out.
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The sixth day of the sixth month in the thirty-third year of Jiasheng
Ningguta.
Nanshan Villa.
In the Great Zhou Dynasty, there is a custom of bringing daughters back home on June 6th. Grandma Chen originally wanted to take Mei Ya back to give her a good meal and then send her back, but Pang Yi had said in advance that he would bring Xiao An here today to discuss the matter of purchasing a house with Zhong Mingwei, Mei Ya and the others, so Mei Ya did not go to Grandma Chen's place.
This was not the first time that Xiao An came here, so she was not as nervous as last time. She followed Pang Yi into the Nanshan Villa, chatting and laughing. However, she did not see Zhong Mingwei and Mei Ya. She only saw Gu Changlin sitting under the shade of a tree to cool off. There was a pot of Biluochun tea brewing on the small table next to him, and he fanned himself with a cattail leaf fan from time to time. He looked so comfortable.
"Mr. Gu, where are the master and the mistress?" Pang Yi walked over and asked Gu Changlin.
Gu Changlin glanced at Xiao An who was standing in the corridor, and then looked at Pang Yi, looking back and forth on his face for a few times, and finally said helplessly and sadly: "The taste of young girls nowadays is really not very good. They either fall for old cripples or young men who have not eaten enough walnuts. Oh! It's really a pity!"
The corners of Pang Yi's mouth twitched: "...Get up, this is the recliner that Madam bought for me, and now you're fighting with me for it every day!"
"Who made him lame and couldn't rob me? Humph, he deserves it." Gu Changlin took a sip of tea leisurely, and then began to hum again, "The peach blossoms in March are blooming, and my dear, you haven't come back yet. I untied my scented belt and my pouch is exposed..."
"Shut up!" Pang Yi was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he turned around angrily and walked towards Xiao An again, saying, "Let's go look in the garden. The master and the mistress may be admiring the flowers in the back."
At this time of year, the green branches and leaves in the small garden were full of colorful flowers and were very beautiful. When renovating the courtyard, Zhong Mingwei specifically instructed the flower master to ensure that the flowers could be seen all year round.
"Oh," Xiao An looked at Gu Changlin from a distance, then followed Pang Yi into the Crescent Moon Gate, and asked curiously, "Is Mr. Gu's medical skills really as superb as the rumors say?"
"His medical skills are impeccable, but..." At this point, Pang Yi snorted, "He is too disrespectful to his elders. I have never seen an old man as dishonest as him."
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