In the side hall of the courtyard, Chu Lian was about to lie down under the wait of Wenqing.
She felt very tired all day today, and was "surprised" by He Changdi again in the evening, and her spirit was tense. When she relaxed, her fatigue doubled.
Just as I lay down, I heard Chunlei's voice, and then I heard the sound of raindrops "crashing" outside like a basin of water pouring.
Chu Lian was slightly taken aback, her almond eyes flickered, and she pulled up the quilt to cover her ears, trying to block out the annoying sound of rain.
Wen Qing stood aside, hesitating to speak, they had just received the news that the third young master had come and waited outside the courtyard.
It seems that King Wei and Princess Wei did not intend to hide He Changdi's actions from Chu Lian.
But it was Chu Lian who made the decision. Even if Wenqing was worried about the safety of the male master, it was not easy to say anything as a slave at this time.
Chu Lian stretched out her slender arms and waved at Wenqing, and said in a muffled voice, "I've been tired all day today, you should go and rest too."
Wen Qing sighed in his heart, thinking that the third mistress and the third young master had really quarreled this time, even to this extent, there was still a knot between the two of them.
"The servant girl went down first, and the servant girl was resting on the long couch outside. If the third mistress has anything to do, just change the servant girl."
After Wen Wenqing's footsteps disappeared from the inner room, Chu Lian pulled down the brocade quilt that covered half of his face.
Looking at the sky-blue tent roof after the rain, his mind was so empty.
He forced himself to close his eyes, but the sound of the thunderstorm outside fell on his ears as if it could penetrate, and then turned into a heavy hammer to hit his heart.
Chu Lian couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, thinking about what the maid had just reported.
"Reporting to Mr. Xiang, Marquis Anyuan came and said he wanted to find Mr. Xiang, but the concubine ordered someone to block him outside the courtyard. The guards persuaded him, but Marquis Anyuan didn't seem to intend to leave, and he has been guarding for half an hour. Do you have any questions?" What order?"
It's just that Chu Lian never expected that it would rain and thunder tonight, and it was pouring rain.
Can He Sanlang, a snake spirit, just stay at the gate of the courtyard foolishly
Except for the eaves in front of the gate, there is no shelter from the wind and rain at the entrance of the courtyard.
Could he have been caught in the rain
Although it is already late spring and early summer is coming soon, it is still easy to get sick after being drenched by such rain.
Even with the presence of Miracle Doctor Miao, the Great Wu Dynasty was not modern, there were not so many advanced medical equipment, and even the smallest flu could sometimes kill a person.
Chu Lian was thinking wildly, the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became.
The maid said that Yue Yue was there too, that guy wouldn't just watch his master get wet in the rain, would he
Tomorrow morning, He Sanlang is still going to work with Emperor Taiping...
After another quarter of an hour, Chu Lian finally couldn't bear it and sat up. She listened to the sound of the rain outside, praying that the rain would get smaller soon, but God was blind at this time, and the thunderstorm outside not only didn't get smaller On the contrary, the voice is getting louder.
Finally, Chu Lian couldn't sit still, and called out to ask Qing, who was resting outside.
Wenqing came in soon, and seeing that she was neat and tidy, she hadn't rested at all.
Chu Lian rubbed the corners of the quilt with both hands, took a deep breath, and ordered: "Go to the gate of the courtyard to see if he has left."
Wen Qing's eyes lit up, he quickly said "Hey", blessed Chu Lian, and immediately went out to do some business.
Seeing the back of the girl who couldn't wait, Chu Lian sighed slightly, she might be reluctant to part with them even if they had arrived long ago.
Forget it, she couldn't bear to watch He Changdi suffer.
At the gate of the courtyard, Zhuo He Saburo, who was originally Ying Wuqing, had already turned into a drowned chicken.
His temple hair was wet by the rain and stuck to the sides of his cheeks, and the bean-sized rainwater slid down the lines of his resolute face, and finally dripped from his chin and nose.
He reached out and wiped the rainwater from his face. In the heavy rain, his face was stiff, but his back stood straighter.
Even the two guards guarding the gate couldn't bear it.
"Master Hou, come here to hide from the rain. The spring rain is cold, and you will get sick if you get wet too much."
He Changdi was unmoved at all, as if the two guards guarding the door did not exist.
The two guards had no choice but to secretly let people in to report.
But who would have thought that the boy who came back to spread the news said that he would go with Marquis Anyuan, as long as Jinyi Township Lord didn't speak, it would have nothing to do with them even if he drenched all night.
The two guards looked at each other, and finally could only shut up.
Holding two umbrellas at the side, he was in a hurry, and he was soaked through. He persuaded the third young master many times to get an umbrella or go back first, but He Changdi was as unmoved as a stone statue.
More and more like a fool, holding an umbrella but not opening it, and can only stand at the door with his "crazy" master.
If it wasn't for the guards here not letting him in, he would have rushed in and cried in front of the third grandma.
When he was getting more and more dazed, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a familiar figure in the yard.
He suddenly raised his head, and met Wen Qing's gaze.
Then his eyes lit up, and he waved desperately at Wen Qing in the courtyard like an idiot, and smiled showing his big white teeth.
Wenqing was serving by the third grandma's side. She appeared here at this time, she could only obey the third grandma's order.
It seems that the rain was not in vain for the third young master, and they had to guard until the clouds opened and the moon was bright.
It's really not easy.
Wen Qing glared at him, then his eyes fell on He Changdi, looked him up and down, and then turned around and left quickly.
Lai Yue came closer to He Changdi, grinning and said sweetly: "Third young master, have you looked at the person from just now? You are asking Qing."
He Changdi glanced at him coldly, and Lai Yue immediately suppressed the smile on his face, and shut his mouth embarrassingly.
Wenqing told Chu Lian everything about his master's situation.
Chu Lian sat on the bed with her hair dazed, and the dim light shone on her side face, making her little face even paler.
After not getting an answer for a while, Wenqing had to ask again, "Third Grandma, what should I do?"
Chu Lian seemed to sigh slightly, "Take him to the next room and ask Wenlan to send him clean clothes. Okay, I'm asleep, so don't come in and disturb me if you have nothing to do."
Wenqing was overjoyed. Although the young couple had conflicts this time, most of the reason was the third young master, and she was also very upset about the third grandma, but no matter what, the Dawu Dynasty was still dominated by men.
If the relationship between the husband and wife is really affected, Chu Lian, who is a woman, will always suffer in the end.
Wenqing personally went to pass Chu Lian's words to the third young master.
This time He Changdi obediently entered the yard, and changed into dry clothes in the wing room next to Chu Lian.
He wanted to go and see Chu Lian, but was told by Wenlan that the third grandma had already fallen asleep.
On the other side, a lamp was still on in Duanjia Princess's room.
A maid beside her was reporting something in a low voice.
After listening, Princess Duanjia curled her lips and waved the maid to go down.
When she was the only one left in the room, a tall figure suddenly appeared behind the screen.
He Changjue went to the table and sat down, "The third brother and the third sibling have always had a good relationship, why did they suddenly have a conflict?"
Princess Duanjia rolled her eyes without any image, "If you want me to say that your brother's heart is like a sieve, and he was soaked in the rain, obviously on purpose, Chu Liu, a fool, must be coaxed It's over."
He Changjue coughed twice in embarrassment, "Sanlang is not as miserable as you said, he just cares about his third sibling."
"Bah! Is there anyone who misses someone like him? Is he blind or something, and he is so close to that stinky girl Le Yao."
He Changjue was speechless with a stiff face.
Princess Duanjia suddenly turned her face away, stared at He Changjue, stretched out her slender index finger and pointed at the man's forehead, "If you dare to make trouble with me like this in the future, I will just make peace with you!"
He Changjue's face turned dark immediately.
Early the next day, the spring hunting team would pack up and return to Shengjing.
Because He Changdi was going to accompany Emperor Taiping, he got up before dawn.
When he left, he stood by Chu Lian's window for a quarter of an hour, and finally left with a suppressed cough.
By the time Chu Lian woke up, He Changdi was already gone.
She resisted asking about He Changdi's situation.
However, her complexion improved a lot after a night of rest.
After packing up and getting into the carriage, after half an hour on the way back to Beijing, someone knocked on the window of the carriage.
Wen Lan lifted the curtain of the car and greeted her with a smile when she saw the people outside the carriage, "General Sima is well, are you here to look for our third grandma?"
Sima Hui sat on a snow-white steed, dressed in military attire, she nodded with a smile to Wen Lan.
After a while, Wenqing Wenlan got out of the carriage and rode on horses, leaving the space in the carriage for Chu Lian and Sima Hui.
As soon as Sima Hui got into the carriage, she took a good look at the spacious and comfortable carriage, reached out and touched the decoration inside the carriage, and then joked: "Imperial imperial construction, if you don't know, you may think that the carriage is a princess and a prince." Woolen cloth!"
Chu Lian gave her an angry look, "This is a horse bestowed by the Holy Majesty himself, of course it was made by the emperor."
Sima Hui laughed, "You don't know that, Xiao Bojian doesn't get such a good treatment."
"Sister Hui, did you come here just to make fun of me?"
"Okay, okay, I won't joke with you anymore."
Seeing that Sima Hui's expression became serious, Chu Lian also suppressed the smile on her face. She opened her clear eyes and frowned slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"
Sima Hui sat aside with her, and coughed a few times unnaturally, "Lian'er, what's going on with you and He Sanlang?"
Chu Lian: ...
Now Chu Lian really wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in. Why did everyone around them know about the messy things about the young couple.
Except for Sima Hui having a meal in her tent in the paddock on the first day, she was with the military generals at the side of Emperor Taiping afterwards, and the two had never met each other, so Sima Hui knew.
The corner of Chu Lian's mouth twitched slightly, and suddenly thought of a possibility, "What did the Fourth Highness say to my sister?"
The best friend of He Changdi's snake spirit disease is King Jin. If he speaks his mind to others, King Jin is the best candidate.