Different from what other people gave him, when he stayed with An Jiu, he didn't feel any rejection towards An Jiu, which is a good sign.
"Master, this is not..."
"Anjiu, you have to be obedient." Xia Qingan said expressionlessly.
"Yes, master." It felt like the master was not angry, but An Jiu still agreed, and the master's words could not be refuted.
After achieving her goal, Xia Qing'an went to have lunch with a expressionless face but an extremely happy heart, and An Jiu also hid in the dark.
family dinner
A few days later, Xia Qing'an also got used to the current life. After breakfast every day, she would go for a stroll in the small bamboo forest, and sometimes she would play the piano there when she felt the mood.
After visiting the small bamboo forest, I went back to the study to read. Most of the books on the small bookshelf were about medicine. After reading a few pages a few days ago, Xia Qing'an became interested in Chinese medicine.
Xia Qing'an guessed that the original owner was probably interested in Chinese medicine, the bookshelves were full of books on that subject, and there were some Chinese medicines grown in the yard.
Xia Qing'an would go to see it when she was free, and Qiu Shui usually did watering and taking care of it.
At noon, Dong Xue would come to remind him to eat, but after a few days, this work was handed over to An Jiu.
In the beginning, Xia Qingan's embarrassment towards him was seen by An Jiu, and his heart was broken. However, the more times he did it, the thicker his skin became... Ah no, he was used to it.
Anyway, I have been watched so many times by An Jiu, and it is not a big deal to add a few more times. So Xia Qing'an completely gave up treatment in front of An Jiu.
Obviously, in front of An Jiu, Xia Qing'an's calm face had a not-so-calm heart.
After lunch, Xia Qing'an wandered around the Green Bamboo Courtyard to digest food, and then went back to the study to continue reading.
In the evening, after taking a bath, having a meal and eliminating food, I lie down on the bed and go to sleep. There was no nightlife in ancient times, so people went to bed very early.
If there is anything to say, it means that the man went to drink flower wine. In layman's terms, he went to the brothel to find a woman.
But this kind of life is still too far away from Xia Qing'an.
So Xia Qing'an's day passed like that, and then repeated the next day. Anjiu has mastered the master's regular life in a few days, and sometimes he thinks boredly that he should be the most leisurely one among all the dark guards, and the one in the safest environment.
His force value was above average in the dark guard camp. When he was assigned, he thought that he would not survive that long, but he never thought that his master's life was not in any danger.
An Jiu stood not far behind his master, trying to weaken his sense of existence, with his head slightly lowered.
"Patter~"
Xia Qing'an lay half of her body on the table regardless of her image.
"Well… "
However, it wasn't his modern soft table after all, his jaw hit with a slap, and his eyes immediately turned red.
"Owner… "
"Hmm... It's okay, can we have lunch now?"
Xia Qing'an rubbed her chin with one hand, stood up while supporting the table with the other, she was too careless, and showed such a stupid look again, the image of being the master was almost lost by him, but fortunately his expression was preserved, Xia Qing'an was expressionless thought.
"Master, there is still a quarter of an hour to eat."
An Jiu glanced at the master who rubbed his chin expressionlessly with reddish eyes, bowed his head and said respectfully.
"=_=...then you go to Dongxue and get me some snack mats to cushion my stomach."
Xia Qing'an, who had no appetite this morning and only drank a bowl of porridge, was hungry now, so he didn't need to use 'extraordinary means', he was so hungry that he came back to his senses.
An Jiu answered and disappeared from Xia Qingan's eyes in an instant, and reappeared a few seconds later with an extra plate of medicine cake in his hand.
The Chinese medicine materials in the medicine cake come from the Chinese medicine in the yard. The Chinese medicine used to make the medicine cake is good for the body and has a sweet taste.
"Hmm... It's really fast." Xia Qing'an muttered.
After eating a few pieces, Xia Qingan stopped eating, there were almost four or five pieces left on the plate.
"An Jiu, eat it up, don't waste it."
Xia Qing'an moved the medicine cake to the left so that he could get it more easily, then picked up the book and continued to read.
An Jiu watched the master continue to read the book, and swallowed back what he was about to say. Picking up the plate of dim sum, he glanced at the owner, feeling a bit embarrassed, but he still obeyed the master's order and ate up all the dim sum.
Xia Qing'an lived a leisurely life for half a month, however, maybe some people couldn't stand it anymore.
Xia Qingan sat on the stone bench in the small bamboo forest, playing the piano calmly, while An Jiu stood a few steps behind him.
Anjiu's ears moved slightly, she turned her head to look in the direction of the cobblestone path, and then turned her head. The movement was completed in an instant, so fast that it was hard to see clearly.
Soon, Qiu Shui's figure appeared, and his pace was a little hasty.
"Seventh Young Master, there is a family dinner tonight."
Seeing that his young master was playing the piano, Qiu Shui didn't show any tendency to stop. After struggling a little, he felt that the news was quite important, so he spoke out.
Fortunately, after half a month of 'training', Xia Qing'an did not indulge in something as soon as she did it.
"Ok."
Xia Qing'an stopped, put her hands on the strings, and looked up at Qiushui.
"Then... does the young master need to change clothes now?"
"Let's go."
Xia Qing'an nodded, got up and followed Qiu Shui, An Jiu picked up the piano and followed behind the master, the distance between the two was only one step.
Xia Qing'an changed into light blue clothes, the fabric was better than usual, and Chun Yu also took care of her hair.
"Seventh Young Master looks much better than usual in this dress."
Chun Yu smiled lightly, and the young master's demeanor changed a lot.
"En." Xia Qing'an responded casually, he didn't have the time to think about whether he was good-looking or not.
"Master, it's getting late, let's go early."
"Well, lead the way."
No matter how much Xia Qing'an didn't want to go, in the end he followed Chun Shui and walked slowly towards the hall.
The closer he got there, the more servants there were, Xia Qing'an's face became paler, and the clenched hands under the sleeves trembled slightly.
But Xia Qing'an still tried her best to maintain a calm expression, raised her head and chest, and tried her best to show the aura of a wealthy and noble son.
For the sake of face, even the illegitimate children of the family have to learn aristocratic etiquette, but because of his autism, he hates contact with people, so the learning time is longer than others.
"Seventh Young Master, why is your face so pale, are you feeling unwell?"
Chun Yu originally turned around to see if the young master was behind, but unexpectedly saw the young master's face so pale.
"It's okay, you should be able to slow down in the hall, let's go."
Xia Qing'an said expressionlessly, adjusting her emotions while walking.
There must be many such situations in the future, and I have to get used to it from now on. This is not modern, and I don't have the capital to be "willful".
Xia Qing'an clenched her trembling hands tightly and continued to walk forward.
An Jiu followed the master in the dark, staring at the master's pale face and slightly trembling hands in the sleeves, his mouth was pursed into a straight line, and his eyes were dark.
Along the way, Xia Qing'an passed by many servants, they all walked past expressionlessly, as if he, the Seventh Young Master, did not exist, and a few of them stopped to greet him respectfully.
Sure enough, he is a bastard with a low sense of existence.
When we came to the hall, the seats were almost full, only the prince, concubine and two brothers in the main seat were not there.
Xia Qing'an followed Chun Yu to her seat, which was farther away from the main seat. When Xia Qing'an appeared, only a few people glanced at him and then turned to talk to others.
Seeing this, Xia Qing'an secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it was best that no one noticed him.
"Seventh brother, why is your face so pale?"
Xia Qing'an turned her head to look at him, shook her head and said softly, "It's okay."
Seeing this, the man felt bored, curled his lips and turned to the other side to tease his nerdy second brother.
That man was Xia Qing'an's sixth brother, the son of a concubine, but his status was higher than the son of a concubine.
His sixth brother is a famous romantic son, he had several concubines at a young age, unlike the original body who didn't have any.
Xia Qingan sat on her seat with her head slightly lowered, not looking at anyone. After waiting for more than ten minutes, the people finally came.
After they moved their chopsticks, Xia Qing'an also picked up the chopsticks and began to eat. During family banquets, Xia Qing'an was used to only eating the nearest few dishes placed in front of him, leaving the rest of the dishes motionless.
Fortunately, in front of him, there is one meat and one vegetable, and it is not a dish he dislikes.
Xia Qing'an lowered her head to eat in an unhurried and unhurried manner, and at the same time, she paid attention to what they said from time to time, in case she didn't know if she asked herself later.
It's not that he is narcissistic, but that there is a contingency in everything. Fortunately, until the end of the meal, there is no topic of his own.
Xia Qing'an was truly relieved when he and Chunyu walked all the way to the gate of the Green Bamboo Courtyard, and let Chunyu go back first. It was not dark yet, Xia Qing'an asked An Jiu to come out to accompany her to stroll around the courtyard.
With An Jiu by her side, Xia Qing'an felt a lot more at ease. Xia Qing'an couldn't think of a reason for her dependence on An Jiu, so she simply didn't think about it.
Anyway, An Jiu, as his dark guard, will always be by his side, so let's rely on him.
Wronged
Half a month had passed since that family banquet, Xia Qing'an gradually relaxed from the worries at the beginning, and spent every day in a normal way.
Xia Qing'an also quite likes this kind of life, it would be better if his identity is not so complicated.
The bamboo forest is quiet and quiet, occasionally there is a breeze blowing, and the bamboo leaves are sandy.
There is a rustling sound, and there is a faint fragrance of cool bamboo in the breath.
The sound of the piano from a distance calms the impetuous heart of the listener, and the soothing effect is surprisingly good.
The closer you get, the clearer you can hear, Xia Hongxuan smiled and said, "What's in front?"
Xia Hongxuan came to Prince Jing's Mansion once or twice, but he had never been here before. He suddenly heard the soothing sound of the piano, and he couldn't help being a little interested.
This piano skill is comparable to that of the imperial palace, maybe even slightly better.
"It should be the small bamboo forest in Qingzhuyuan