Yellow dog is first to explore, quickly in his mouth, squatting in the corner.

"While it's hot, send it to Miss Qin quickly!" The cook told the old lady outside.

Cui'er raised her voice and said, "wait a minute!" Seeing everyone looking at her in surprise, her eyebrows moved and she said with a smile, "it's too hot. When it's cool, I'll take it myself!"

In this way, everyone will go to busy.

After covering the lid, Huang Gou immediately sat aside. Huang Gou was really hungry. He swallowed the chicken leg three times, five times and two times. After eating, he seemed to feel uncomfortable and barked at random.

Uneasily in the firewood crowded around, dare not go forward.

All of a sudden, she ran out madly. She caught up with her in a hurry. Then she turned around and smelled a bad smell. The yellow dog hung her eyebrows and stayed aside.

She hastily covered her nose, and she was lax. She called people to clean it up.

They frowned and pulled the dog apart. "Did the dog eat something bad? How can it be over? "

When cui'er thought about it, she went back to the kitchen and looked at the chicken soup. She wanted to pour it out. She saw that the soup in the casserole was ready. She changed it and sent it to Qin Yuran's room. "Miss, this is chicken soup for stewing. Please try it!"

Qin Yuran tasted it, twisted her eyebrows and asked, "strange, how can a good soup be so sweet? Are they mistaken? "

Scooped up with a spoon, although there are red dates, but only a few.

"It's not just jujube, miss. The maid also put some sugar!" Cui er said with a smile.

Why? White sugar is very precious. It is wasted in soup. It is usually used as a snack.

"It's nothing, miss. She drinks bitter medicine every day when she is ill. Now Zhuyu's condition is better. Do you take some sugar to make up for it?"

Seeing that she was not as good as before, Qin Yuran put down her spoon and looked at her, "you seem to have something to hide from me."

As soon as she raises her hand, cui'er orders the servants to step down and murmurs in Qin Yuran's ear.

Qin Yuran's face changed greatly and said with hatred: "is it really so?"

"Yes, when passing by, the dog's ears drooped, his brows drooped and his eyes drooped on the ground, and he couldn't even stand up."

There was a slight quarrel outside. Cui'er opened the door and said, "Miss, it's Wang Fuchun who is talking with the girl in the yard!"

"I know. Did she just want to see my jokes? " "The soup is delicious," he said in a loud voice outside

Cui'er doesn't know what she means. She stares at her. Qin Yuran tastes it leisurely.

The noise was getting closer and closer. Wang Fuchun pushed the girl aside, ordered someone to open the door, and stepped in. When she saw Qin Yuran drinking soup, her eyes were filled with pride. She said in a loud voice, "Miss Qin is drinking soup. The soup suits your taste."

"Why don't you smell the sweet bowl

She repeatedly waved her hands, and there was a trace of panic in her manner.

Qin Yujiao's lips were torn with a sneer.

In order to cover up the gaffe just now, Wang Fuchun said with a smile: "isn't this Wang Ye's intention? Is to let you take good care of the body, if I drink, let people laugh greedy, I add a bowl for you, drink the body quickly recover! "

"That's not true. It's just what I want."

In front of her face, Qin Yuran drank two bowls and stroked her stomach contentedly. Suddenly, her brow was tight and her hands were stiff. "Cui'er!"

She ran to Miss Qin Yuran nervously. "Miss, what's the matter?"

"Ouch, ouch, stomachache!" Qin Yuran's brows are tight with pain. Her voice is shaking. Her hand is covering her stomach. She can't move.

Seeing this, Wang Fuchun pretended to care: "what's the matter? Well, why does it hurt? "

"Who knows, I'm afraid the soup is not clean. Ouch, I'll go inside!" Cui'er helps Qin Yuran to the inner room.

Wang Fuchun was about to follow him in. The door was closed and she was stopped outside. She could hear Qin Yuran's loud cry of pain inside.

Qin Yuran is not feeling well. Soon a servant girl reports to beitanghao. He lifts up his robe and comes in a hurry. He asks in a deep voice, "what's wrong with Yuran?"

The servant girls hurriedly retreated to one side and bowed their heads deeply, not daring to speak.

Wang Fuchun was extremely worried. "Lord, Miss Qin doesn't know why. After drinking the soup, she doesn't feel well. Now she's hiding in it. I don't know how to do it!"

She was so anxious that tears fell out of her eyes and looked straight inside with her little feet.

When beitanghao knocks on the door, cui'er opens the door. He immediately pushes in. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Fuchun follows in, but cui'er closes the door immediately.

Bang, from inside bolt, raised hand is about to clap down, inside came the voice of crying pain, beitanghao in the inside, she did not dare to mess, smug with a smile: "on her embarrassed appearance, beitanghao saw, will only hate."Qin Yuran is lying on the bed, constantly crying out for pain. In fact, she is playing with her handkerchief. When she sees someone coming in, she gets up.

Anxious beitanghao stepped forward and held her hand tightly.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing!" For a moment she couldn't help but smile.

Only when cui'er winked at her and pointed to the outside room, she was slightly restrained. When her face was flushed with laughter, she said, "it's nothing. It's just that someone wants to see me uncomfortable, so I'll call her on purpose."

Beitanghao's shoulders drooped slightly and he breathed a sigh of relief, "you!"

"Miss, the king heard that the young lady was not feeling well, so he came in a hurry." Cui'er said with a smile not far away.

She has a trace of guilt, just fun, eyes out of a bit uneasy, "make the king worry!"

"Look at what you said. There's no reason why I don't worry. I'm afraid you'll be ill again all the way."

"Lord, I'm really OK!" At this time, Qin Yuran yelled out loud to the outside room. He said in a knowing voice: "even if it's OK, I need to be treated by a great doctor. If I get sick, I will be distressed!"

Wang Fuchun, who was waiting outside to see Qin Yuran's jokes, looked startled. He stood up, took Xia Yue's hand and asked angrily, "look at her. She looks like a patient. Is that medicine useful?"

Xia Yue was so anxious that she cried. Looking around, no one swore: "Miss, I dare not lie. All the laxatives I bought were poured into her soup."

"Ha ha ha ha!" Inside came the sound of two people's laughter. They were so harmonious that she couldn't be anxious. She glared at the summer moon and left angrily.