Yi Xin as a concubine

But when you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. The pit has been dug, and there is no other way except to fill it up yourself.

He glanced at the two men in the room vaguely, and imagined the possibility of asking them to wipe the wine off the women to cool them down. However, with just one glance, the master and servant seemed to be irritated by something and disappeared in a flash.

Xin Baoer stood there and took a deep breath, suppressing the national essence that wanted to burst out, "Well, she is a nobody, no one can afford to offend her."

She turned around and ran to Wei Yu crying for help. She was really out of strength and felt sleepy and tired.

Fortunately, her two friends felt sorry for her and came to help her despite their injuries. She asked the two of them to wipe the girls' skin to cool them down, while she ran to the kitchen to "boil medicine".

In the kitchen, Mrs. Wang was preparing ingredients for lunch. There was nothing she could do. There were too many people and she didn't dare to really expect her masters to help her with the work. She could only sacrifice her own rest time.

Xin Baoer greeted Wang Po politely, asked where the onions and ginger were, and then started busying herself.

Mrs. Wang didn't care about her and gave her whatever she wanted. She was an old widow, and if she hadn't been taken care of and watched over by others over the years, she would have died like those old friends without anyone noticing.

Xin Baoer also felt that this Mrs. Wang was a sensible person. She was not like those bullying dogs in novels who always made things difficult for the newcomers. She did not have high demands on the indigenous residents here, as long as they did not make things difficult for her.

Finally, I cooked a pot of scallion, ginger and brown sugar water. I found eight large bowls and filled them up. I planned to bring them over all at once, but after trying, I gave up.

Can't lift it.

"Young madam, let me take it to you, otherwise you will get burned." Mrs. Wang felt a little reluctant to see this. The girl was thin and weak, and it was obvious that she was not in good health.

Xin Baoer was a little embarrassed, but she didn't refuse. She still said, "Thank you, mother-in-law. I'll come to help you make lunch when I'm done."

Mrs. Wang smiled but didn't respond. She probably thought Xin Baoer was just being polite.

Xin Baoer didn't care about her reaction. She thought that she had to take care of those seriously injured soldiers as soon as possible before going over to help. It is better to do than to say, and it would be more convincing if she greeted the cook well. That would bring many benefits.

Putting the bowl down, Mrs. Wang didn't even look around the room, she straightened herself up and left.

"Why is she in such a hurry?" Zhao Xian was injured and couldn't move much, so she sat between two female injured soldiers, wiping one and then the other. When she saw someone coming in, she was about to say hello, but the person left in a hurry, even though she was always talkative.

"They are busy, there are so many mouths to feed." Xin Baoer put down the bowl she was holding and said with a smile.

The three half-crippled men worked together and took a lot of effort to feed the bowls of black "medicine soup" to the people.

Xin Baoer pulled the two of them to sit down and rest, and pushed two bowls of tea to them, signaling them with her eyes to drink. Then she picked up a bowl and started drinking it in small sips.

"Baoer, are you injured too?" Wei Yu asked in surprise.

"Ah, where are you hurt? Let me see." Zhao Xian immediately became nervous, but she was thinking in her heart what kind of knife was she blocking and how could she get hurt.

"You try it first." Xin Baoer smiled mysteriously, lowered her head and took another sip.

The two of them took a sip doubtfully. Sweet?

"Isn't this medicine?" Zhao Xian immediately exclaimed.

"Little ancestor, please keep your voice down, everyone can hear it." Xin Baoer immediately crossed over the table and covered Zhao Xian's mouth.

"No, can this cure the disease?"

"Then what can I do? The Second Master asked me to think of a solution, but I'm not a doctor, so how can I prescribe medicine? This can be considered a modified version of a folk remedy." Xin Bao shrugged helplessly and explained aggrievedly.

Xin Baoer had indeed read a few medical books, but she didn't know any herbs. In her previous life, she rarely went out. She only went back to her grandmother's house in the countryside when she was a child and learned about a few wild vegetables from her grandparents.

Besides, can you take that medicine casually? It can kill people if you don't take it right. So she remembered that she had seen a folk remedy of using scallion water to reduce fever in some novel before, so she decided to give it a try!

But she was also greedy, thinking that she didn't cover herself with a blanket last night and might catch a cold. Xian'er and the others also needed blood replenishment, so she added some shredded ginger and brown sugar.

They are all ingredients, they won’t get bad if you don’t eat them well!

So a bowl of "fever-reducing medicine" came out of the pot.

"You're really amazing! Let's rub them a few more times." Zhao Xian drank the ginger and sugar water in the bowl in a few gulps, and started to work again. She couldn't let Baoer kill someone.

Seeing this, Wei Yu also stood up and went to help.

Xin Baoer didn't care about them. It wasn't a hard job and it couldn't hurt them. Mainly, she didn't have the energy to care about them.

After drinking a bowl of warm ginger and sugar water, all the fatigue accumulated throughout the night disappeared, and soon I fell asleep on the table in a daze.

Seeing this, Wei Yu and Zhao Xian slowed down their movements. Both of them were injured and couldn't move her position, so they took a quilt to cover her and continued to do their work in silence.

The atmosphere here is quiet and warm.

There was indeed some tension in the study.

"Xiang Qing, we are still husband and wife. What's wrong with you now? Are you not feeling well?" Chu Xingchen did not blame her at the beginning, but asked as calmly as possible.

"What's wrong with me? Is there anything wrong with my behavior? Isn't this how a wife should treat a concubine that someone else has inserted into her husband's home? Do you have to greet her with a smile and be considerate of her in everything?"

Xiang Qing's tone was very aggressive, as if she had taken gunpowder, and her beautiful face was distorted by anger.

"What are you talking about? You know this is not my intention. It's just a coincidence. Besides, we are not~"

Chu Xingchen almost said something without thinking and quickly stopped talking, but he didn't expect Xiang Qing to seize on his unspoken words and keep pestering him.

"Nothing? Just tell me, you are my husband now, and you are flirting with others, hugging and even having sex with them~"

"What nonsense!" Chu Xingchen had to interrupt her as she spoke more and more inappropriately.

"I'm talking nonsense. Isn't there someone here that your grandpa found for you? Do you have to wait until you have sex and have a baby before I can tell you?"

"You...you are simply unreasonable."

"I can't understand you. You are my husband now, Xiaobao's father, but you never enter my room, but you sleep with other women and even have children with them. We live in the same yard and see each other every day. Xiaobao calls you daddy, so what do you want him to think? Oh, I see. You plan to ignore us when you have your own children, right? No, no, I don't agree. I won't agree!"

Xiang Qing seemed to be trapped in some kind of vicious circle, shouting and yelling non-stop, frightening Bijun who was guarding outside the door so much that she no longer cared about the rules and pushed the door open and walked in.

Just then, he saw Chu Xingchen knock someone unconscious with a single blow of his hand, and he was so frightened that he almost screamed.

"Take your master back!" Chu Xingchen felt very tired, and tiredly pushed the person who fell in his arms into Bijun's arms.

Bijun had never seen such a male master before, and she was so scared that she didn't dare to say a word and helped everyone to walk out.

"Bijun, when she wakes up, try to persuade her. You are the only one who can say a few words from your heart to her."

Chu Xingchen still couldn't bear it. Having lived together for so many years, how could he not know her suffering? But what was fake could never be real.

"Master, Madam..." Bijun hesitated and wanted to say a few good words for her master.

"I know. Go down and take good care of her."

"Yes." Seeing that the person had turned around, Bijun didn't know what to say. She could only help the person and carefully send him back to the room.

After the people left, Chu Xingchen was absent-minded for a while, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

After a long time, he stood up and walked out. As soon as he walked out of the study, he involuntarily walked towards the door of the wounded. There was still some expectation in his heart, but Chu Xingchen himself did not notice it.

"Second Master."

Wei Yu and Zhao Xiangang wiped the wine for the five patients again, and felt relieved when they felt that their foreheads were no longer so hot. When they saw the man coming in, they greeted him quietly, but looked carefully at the table, for fear of disturbing the little man sleeping there.