Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

Lu Ziqing went back into the room and saw Eunuch Yuan lying there groaning in pain. He glanced at the door and asked in a dragging voice.

"Doctor Lu, do you have any other instructions?"

Lu Ziqing said, "I just saw an old friend here, and I want to ask Eunuch Yuan for a favor."

There was no clue on Eunuch Yuan's face. Those working in the laundry department were all lowly people, or they were demoted and punished palace maids and firemen.

That old friend was either a true friend or an enemy, so he agreed without a second thought, "Doctor Lu, please do as you wish."

There was a cry in the empty yard on the side of the outer courtyard. Lu Ziqing quietly went over and stood by the wall. He saw Hongxiu standing in the corridor, reaching out to pinch the arm of the little palace maid who had just been asked for directions.

"I asked you to wash clothes but you were distracted and even tore the master's clothes. Do you want to be beaten again?"

"I didn't tear the clothes. I wonder which of them wanted to frame me." The little maid rubbed her arms and said, "Also, why do I wash so much more clothes than them?"

"Hey, you've even learned to talk back?" Hongxiu pinched the maid again, but she dodged. "Tell Aunt Luo about it then, and see how she handles you."

"Miss Hongxiu hasn't changed at all, has she?" Lu Ziqing walked over from the corridor.

Hongxiu turned around upon hearing the voice, and the palace maid also turned around and looked over. When she saw Lu Ziqing, a hint of smile seemed to appear on her face again.

"It's you." Hongxiu was surprised at first, then angry. "What are you doing here?"

Lu Ziqing placed his umbrella beside the wall, glanced at the palace maid, then looked at Hongxiu, and answered the question irrelevantly.

"I can't stay in Zhaoqing Palace any longer. I come to the laundry bureau and still act so arrogantly."

The mention of this Hongxiu made her hate him. She took two steps closer and stared at Lu Ziqing, "This is all thanks to you. I didn't expect that someone with such status could turn things around."

Lu Ziqing glared at her, "There are so many things you can't imagine. I came here today on a serious matter, to see your eunuch Yuan. Now that I see you, I remember one more thing."

Hongxiu's heart tightened, and she had a bad feeling. She stepped back a little and asked calmly, "What do you want to do?"

"What can I do in broad daylight?" Lu Ziqing approached her, "I just have something to return to you, young lady."

"Don't mess around." Hongxiu stepped back timidly. "This is the laundry department. Eunuch Yuan is in the next yard."

Lu Ziqing slowly moved forward, pushing Hongxiu back to the corner step by step, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

"Crack! Crack!"

Two slaps landed on Hongxiu's face, just like the two slaps she had given Lu Ziqing, strong and loud, leaving finger marks on both sides of her face.

She covered her face and glanced at the side. The little palace maid had a look of surprise on her face and was glaring at Lu Ziqing fiercely.

"Miss, do you still remember these two slaps? I'll return them to you today." Lu Ziqing shook his sleeves and withdrew his hands.

Hongxiu glared at him and said, "Even if I'm a maid in the laundry department and I've done nothing wrong, how dare you, a member of the Imperial Hospital, hit me so casually?"

"What? Are you going to report me?" Lu Ziqing said calmly and disdainfully. "Are you going to Eunuch Yuan's place, or where else? This little palace maid made rude remarks and slandered an official of the imperial court. How many lashes do you think she'll receive?"

"you……"

Hongxiu was so angry that her eyes widened, she felt resentful and aggrieved, and left with resentment.

Lu Ziqing turned around, picked up the umbrella next to the little palace maid and was about to leave when she suddenly said, "Thank you."

Lu Ziqing glanced at her sideways, nodded slightly and left.

In the alley on the north side of Fucaifang, Lang Si stood in front of a door with an umbrella. He straightened his collar, smelled his body, and said something to himself.

"Well, luckily I changed my clothes yesterday, so they don't smell bad."

He knocked on the door only after he was ready. After a while, the door opened.

Standing inside was a young woman with her hair tied up in a bun, wearing a pearl hairpin, and wearing a light blue and white cross-collared short jacket and skirt with a shoulder strap hanging around her neck.

Lang Si was stunned at the first sight. Before he could say anything, someone inside greeted him with a smile.

"Brother is here, come in quickly."

Lang Si walked into the room in a daze. An Yue took his umbrella, folded it, shook off the water, brought it into the house, and hung it in the bamboo basket on the kitchen platform.

After that, he walked through the hall to the dining room and prepared to pour water for the guests. Lang Si immediately took the teapot.

"I can do it myself, there's no need to be so polite, Junior Sister."

An Yue smiled and went to the kitchen, and Lang Si followed her.

"I should treat you to a meal when you come back, but instead I ask you to treat me."

"Brother, what are you talking about? It's the same if you treat me or I treat you."

An Yue stood by the counter with a smile on her face. She skillfully put the meat filling on the dough and made a dumpling.

"You don't cook, so it's more convenient for you to come to my place."

An Yue looked gentle and dignified in women's clothing, and spoke as fluently and boldly as when she was dressed as a man. Lang Si stood in front of the table holding a teacup and watched for a while.

He smiled cheekily, put down his teacup, washed his hands and came over to make dumplings together.

"Junior sister is right. I am not good at this. But if you teach me in the future, I can learn."

After these words were spoken abruptly, both of them paused and looked at each other. An Yue smiled and lowered her head.

"Brother, if you want to learn, I'm happy to be your master."

Lang Si looked at her shy face and his heart skipped a beat. He said softly.

"Junior sister used to prepare food and clothes for me. From now on, I want to do these things for you too. Simple porridge and vegetables, simple meals, just wish to be with you."

An Yue didn't look up, but buried her face even lower, repeatedly pinching the wrapped dumpling in her hand without saying a word.

"Junior sister?"

Lang Si panicked and subconsciously realized that he had said the wrong thing. He immediately put down the dumplings and reached out to touch her shoulder.

An Yue moved away for a moment and turned her face away. Lang Si became even more panicked and simply walked around in front of her, but she still tried to avoid him.

Lang Si simply held An Yue's shoulders to prevent her from moving. Her face was still tilted, but he could see clearly that there were traces of tears on her face.

A sudden feeling of guilt rose in his heart. At this moment, Lang Si understood his junior sister's emotions. He no longer wanted the politeness they had in the past.

He held An Yue in his arms domineeringly, as if she belonged to him, and held her head with his hands.

"It's my fault. I've let you down for so many years. I'm just a jerk who doesn't know how to be gentle with women. I'll make it up to you in the future, okay?"

An Yue sank into the strange yet familiar warmth and shed silent tears, as if she wanted to wash away the grievances and heartaches of waiting in vain for all these years.

She was a woman of strong and resolute character. Except for crying when her mother died, she had never cried in her life, not even when she was injured while escorting a caravan.

Now I cry again for a man.

Lang Si couldn't stand seeing women cry, especially his junior sister. It was the first time he saw someone crying uncontrollably. He panicked and patted her back gently.

"Junior sister, can you hit me? As long as you stop crying, I'll do anything. I'll agree to anything, okay?"

An Yue listened to the clumsy comfort and felt both amused and sad, yet also felt it was sweet like a dream.

After crying before, she felt better, but she didn't want to stop crying and yawning, so she tried her best to hold it back.

After enduring for a while, there was still no improvement. The next moment, something warm and soft touched my lips.

An Yue's heart seemed to skip a beat, and she looked at Lang Si in shock. The yawning sound of her crying miraculously stopped.

The unique scent of a man lingered between An Yue's lips, teeth and nose. She began to feel dizzy and her body inexplicably went limp.

Lang Si hugged her waist tightly, his body warmed up, and his lips moved gently, carefully and gently soothing the scarred little white rabbit in his arms.

It seemed that only by doing this could his junior sister get better, and so could he himself.

Lang Si was so excited that he kissed her out of control. It was not until this moment that he seemed to understand what was going on.

He said in his heart: "Fuck the delay, what I want is to be with you for the rest of my life and to be your equal."