3717: Silently

Silently

Yun bixue still had doubts in her heart. She wanted to wake up, but she couldn 't. It was as if there was a suction force that kept her by Xie Yuqing and Yan Shuanghua's side.0

Looking at the story between the two, Yun bixue felt as if she had experienced it personally.

Yun bixue's heart was filled with sweetness just by looking at the time Xie Yuqing and Yan Shuanghua spent together.

Because at this moment, Xie Yuqing and Yan Shuanghua were really in love, and they simply liked each other.

At night, when Xie Yuqing was busy in the study, Yan Shuanghua was the only one who had special permission to enter.

"Young master, I learned how to make congee from aunt Wang in the kitchen today. I made this myself. Try it. It can be your supper."

Xie Yuqing glanced sideways and saw that Yan Shuanghua's hand was slightly injured.

He put down the book instantly and grabbed Yan Shuanghua's hand. When he saw the burns and blisters on her hand, his heart skipped a beat."What happened to these wounds?" he asked.

Xie Yuqing's tone was a little cold because she felt bad for Yan Shuanghua.

Yan Shuanghua did not know why, but she felt a little guilty. She wanted to pull her hand back, but Xie Yuqing held on to her tightly."Shuanghua, tell me!"

Looking into Xie Yuqing's eyes, Yan Shuanghua pursed her lips and could only tell him,"I scalded it when I was cooking porridge. It's okay."

Xie Yuqing rubbed her eyebrows."Don't do this kind of thing. Just let the kitchen do it."

"But aren't we together now? I want to do something, but I heard people say behind my back that I don't know anything. "

Xie Yuqing's face turned cold."Who said that?"

"Oh, it's nothing. Hurry up and finish the porridge. It's my first time making it, and it smells really good."

Xie Yuqing looked at the bowl of porridge, but she didn't have much appetite. He had his own diet.

He first took out the first aid kit from the study room and bandaged Yan Shuanghua's hand. Then, he ate the porridge under her urging.

Xie Yuqing took a sip, her hand trembled slightly, and her eyebrows moved slightly.

"How is it? does it taste good?"

Yan Shuanghua blinked her big eyes and looked at Xie Yuqing happily.

Xie Yuqing could only swallow it down. Under Yan Shuanghua's watchful eyes, she finished it very slowly.

"How is it? my cooking skills are not bad, right?"

"Don't cook for a while, your hand injury hasn't healed yet. "

"Alright then!"

After Yan Shuanghua left the study, Xie Yuqing could only drink water non-stop.

After her throat felt better, Xie Yuqing sighed,""This girl, who knows how much salt she put in the porridge!"

Immediately after, Xie Yuqing ordered people to investigate who was gossiping behind her back.

"Young master, this subordinate has found out that the reason why lady Shuanghua went to the back mountain to admire the flowers that day was also because of the servant girl, Lu cui, who had secretly incited her ... There were indeed a few people in the courtyard who had secretly made things up about lady Shuanghua."

A cold light flashed in Xie Yuqing's eyes."Give me the list."

"Yes!"

After Xie Yuqing looked at the list, she said,""It's all settled!"

Xie Yuqing seemed to be as gentle as Jade, but as the young master of the Xie family, his ability and means had always been very strong, and he was even more decisive in dealing with things. Otherwise, the Xie residence would not have been roped in by the Crown Prince, the fourth prince, and others in the Imperial court.

With a few simple words, Xie Yuqing ordered people to deal with the maids who had bad intentions.

Yan Shuanghua only realized later that many of the servants in the courtyard had been replaced and everyone was especially respectful to her.

After that, no one talked about her behind her back.

Although Yan Shuanghua was a little suspicious, she had always been a carefree person and did not take such things to heart.

Yun bixue could clearly see that Xie Yuqing had secretly done a lot for Yan Shuanghua, silently protecting her and letting her live a carefree life.

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