The Salted Fish Concubine of the Qing Dynasty

191-195

Chapter 191

Why is Li Huairen here?

The fourth master frowned. Did something happen on the farm?

His heart sank. The anger he had just felt because of Wu Ya's words turned into worry. "But is there any difficulty on the farm?"

Li Huairen pondered over the message his apprentice had just revealed. However, the time was too short. He had not figured out what was going on with Wu Ya. He could only stare at the ground and answer politely, "Master Geng is fine, and the young masters are fine too. There is no difficulty."

The fourth master habitually touched his wrist, but found nothing. He then remembered that he had just thrown away the Buddhist beads. He could only sit behind the desk and tap the table with his knuckles, "Then why are you here?"

Li Huairen was about to speak when he noticed a breeze blowing from the door. He also caught a glimpse of a pair of shoes decorated with off-white pearls and jade beads.

He recognized this pair of lake-colored satin embroidered lotus pattern inlaid with pearls and ingots. The embroiderer in the mansion spent three months to get such a pair.

The rice beads and jade on it were good things he found from the master's storehouse by himself-the large piece of bean green jade was originally used as jewelry and was also very good, but it was made into beads and inlaid on the shoes.

The person who came was Geng Qingning.

She walked around the yard for a whole circle, but she didn't find Ning Chuge, nor did she find any of the people who accompanied Er Gege every day.

She had no choice but to go back and forth to look for Si Ye, but she felt guilty after all. After all, she came here on impulse and didn't get his permission.

Therefore, when she saw him, she only dared to stand by the door and stick her head out to greet him, "Hi~?!"

This hi was very guilty at first, but then it became a tone.

Si Ye was always neat and tidy, with his buttons always tied to the top, and his clothes were not allowed to have a wrinkle. It was common for him to change three sets of clothes a day.

But at this moment, the person sitting behind the desk was half covered with a robe, with fine cotton cloth tied on his chest and arms, and it was still bright red.

Geng Qingning didn't care about her guilty conscience. She held the swaddling clothes in front of her chest with one hand and the hem of her cheongsam with the other. She hurried into the house and asked without even catching her breath, "What happened to you? How did you get hurt? How is Ning Chuge?"

The fourth master was extremely surprised. His eyes flickered and dimmed, and finally focused on the strange-looking swaddling clothes wrapped in her arms.

He didn't care about answering her series of questions, and just stretched his head to look at the swaddling clothes.

As expected, he saw a little face sleeping soundly inside.

It was Xiaowu.

What a courage!

The chair behind him was knocked over by the huge force, making a loud noise. The fourth master stood up, and the injured arm was even shaking slightly because of anger.

"Nonsense", his face was completely dark, and he didn't know whether he was worried or scared, "Geng, you are really too nonsense."

He rarely called her like this, and it was obvious that he was really angry.