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Chapter 43

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"Help me lie down." The Second lady coughed with a bitter smile and slowly lay back down with the help of the maid.

The maid was a little angry. "You've been managing the house and raising Second Langjun for many years. Why did the master only stay for a short while after he came back?"

"He and my sister are very close. It's not suitable for him to stay in my room for a long time. He's already being very lenient by letting me stay where I am now."

The Second lady smiled helplessly. She was at her wit's end back then. If it wasn't for her brother-in-law, she wouldn't have survived until today.

They were sisters, but their fates were different. Even if she told herself not to be jealous and that she should be grateful, she still felt heartbroken sometimes.

Moreover, she had treated Lanting as her own daughter, but this was the end result.

The maid was confused. She had just bought into the manor a few years ago, so she didn't know much about the grudges of the previous generation.

"The inner courtyard of the west side should have received news of the master's return by now, right?"

The Second Madam's illness was rather serious. Although she had reignited her hope of survival, her weakened body still needed time to recover.

The maid thought about it and said, "They should already know. Madam, do you think the master will go to Aunt Die's room tonight?"

It would be a slap in the face to sleep with the concubine on his first night back. Liu She didn't seem like someone who would do such an unreliable thing, but who knew if he would lose control of himself? Moreover, the Second lady was seriously ill and couldn't even sleep with him.

The Second lady didn't think about the maid's worries. She just didn't like the maid's overstepping her authority.

The Second lady glared at the maid. "I've let you do whatever you want. You even dare to comment on the master."

Seeing the maid kneeling down in fear, the Second Madam couldn't swallow the anger in her heart, nor could she spit it out.

She waved her hand and rubbed her eyebrows. She lay on her side and closed her eyes. "Get up. Go kneel outside and think about what you said. The master isn't as merciful as me. If he finds out that you've done something wrong, he'll be sold out of the manor. "

Liu She returned to the main courtyard to wash up and change into clean clothes. He drank some medicine to dispel the cold and reduce the fever. Only then did his feet feel like they were on solid ground.

He had been sitting restlessly in the main hall for a long time. He hadn't read a single word of the bamboo slip in his hand. As the sky darkened, he looked at the door more and more frequently. Where was his usual calm and composed demeanor? Only when he was young and frivolous would he be so agitated.

After a long time, so long that Liu She wondered if his daughter had been infected by her mother's bad habits and could not remember the way back.

When he looked at the door for the 33rd time, someone finally reported, "Master, Second Langjun is waiting outside."

"Quick, quickly call Lanting in." Liu She's breath stagnated. He looked at the bamboo slip in his hand and felt a little uncomfortable. He put it aside and hid it. He was afraid that his daughter would misunderstand and think that he was going to test her when he just came back. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net





That was what Jiang Pengji saw as soon as she entered the room.

A strange man was sitting upright at the head of the table. He was wearing a white robe with dark cloud patterns on his sleeves. A loose black cloak was draped over his shoulders. His fair and slender hands were exposed outside the sleeves, and they hung naturally on his knees. His eyes lit up when he saw her come in.

His long hair was still damp, and his clothes were very clean, which meant that he had washed up not long after he came back. When he saw her, the muscles on his face were a little unnatural. His hands subconsciously moved, showing that he was nervous and uneasy.

Jiang Pengji approached and bowed to him. She looked at Liu She from head to toe.

Although the clothes on her "father" were not shabby, there were obvious wear marks on the collar and cuffs. Some parts even had hair on them. The material seemed to have become fashionable a few years ago, and the size did not fit his current body shape.

According to her understanding of the family's finances, it was obviously impossible for someone at the top of the pyramid to wear such clothes. The most likely reason was that the clothes had a special meaning to him. Even though it was so old, he still refused to throw it away.

His fingernails were very clean and the color was healthy. It seemed that he was very particular about his lifestyle and hygiene.

The ring on his left hand was obviously a wedding ring. Of course, there was no such thing as a wedding ring in this era, but if Liu Lanting's mother was really a woman from another world, then the wedding ring was definitely there. The marks on his finger were very deep, which meant that he did not take it off frequently. The surface of the ring was very smooth and clean, but the lines were a little shallow, which meant that the owner often took care of the ring and rubbed it from time to time.

The smell on his body was very clean. There was no smell of a second person. His recent private life must have been very clean. His sitting posture was standard, but his muscles were a little stiff. His cheeks were a little unnatural, and his breathing rate was abnormal. Is he not feeling well? Is he sick?

Jiang Pengji narrowed her eyes. She had no intention of speaking first. Liu She did not know what to say either.

After a long silence, Liu She suddenly said, "Lanting, come sit next to me. I didn't expect you to be so big after not seeing me for so many years."

He was deliberately trying to find a topic. His voice was too stiff. Jiang Pengji secretly raised her eyebrows. This cheap father of hers was really nervous.

She didn't pay attention to the live-streaming comments. She stood up, walked three steps away from Liu She, and sat down again.

Liu She looked like he wanted to say something, but he did not know where to start. Jiang Pengji could not continue to ignore him.

"Father has just returned from his post and is tired from the long journey. He is showing signs of fever. Have you asked the doctor to take a look?"

Liu She nodded. Because of the heat, his lips were very dry, and there were even some cracks on them.

He stared straight at Jiang Pengji's face. His eyes couldn't get enough of her. His lips moved but he couldn't force out a word. In the end, he couldn't help but raise his hand to stroke her hair. He said slowly, "I've asked the doctor to prescribe medicine. I drank it just now. I'm fine."

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Da Zhuangzhu Furen: "Oh … Host, do you still need a stepmother? Someone who went to college and can do laundry, cook, and play games?"

Cafeteria Dafan Auntie: "This is a desperate world. Didn't they say that the ancient people were ugly? Why is it that the host's family is full of beautiful men and women? Even the host's father is so beautiful that I want to lick him from the top of his head to the bottom of his toes … My sick and weak father!!!"

Zizai Meinnan: "The host's handsome father made me come out. The touching just now made my heart beat wildly!"

Yisheng Wushuiaimiao Miao: "(*/w * *) Host, does your father have mermaid lines and an eight-pack?"

Jiang Pengji glanced at it and her mouth suddenly froze. No matter what era it was, appearance was important.

Host V: "It's a pity. From what I see, he's so skinny under his clothes."

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