"That girl is called Zhong Xiaoying, she’s pretty and hardworking, a good girl."
"Indeed, she’s a good girl," Zhao Minghua said. "Qingsheng twisted his ankle at just the right ti."
It feels like twisting an ankle once and getting a wife.
"You noticed too?"
"Didn’t just notice, I saw it," Zhao Minghua laughed. "She’s been personally tending to him with care, brewing and applying dicine."
The treatnt is really good.
"Let Qingsheng be good to Xiao Ying, otherwise, don’t bother her."
"Don’t worry, that kid is straightforward, not spiteful," Zhao Minghua said. "If he has ill intentions, I’ll break his leg."
"Then break his right leg. If both legs are broken, I’m not going to treat him,"
Chun Nuan replied with a laugh, Zhao Minghua also laughed, feeling like they are quite bad themselves.
Qingsheng didn’t know that his master and young mistress were discussing the possibility of breaking his legs.
But he certainly won’t give them the chance.
"Xiao Ying, when my foot heals, I’m going back to town."
"Huh?"
Zhong Xiaoying was startled, then realized that it was natural to go back to town once his foot healed.
"I’ll go back and tell my mother, ask her to find a matchmaker to propose."
Zhong Xiaoying’s face imdiately flushed red.
Her heart raced as she stealthily glanced at Qingsheng, who was looking at her too.
"I’ll marry you, be my wife, alright?"
Zhong Xiaoying pursed her lips, feeling too shy to say yes.
Wait, mom said girls should be more reserved, she shouldn’t say yes.
"Marriage is a serious matter requiring the consent of parents and the words of a matchmaker. I listen to my father and mother," Zhong Xiaoying said, blushing. "Moreover, our family is part of the young mistress’s entourage, the marriage needs her approval."
"The young mistress is always kind to the servants, she’ll surely be supportive," Qingsheng eagerly said. "I’ll go ask for the master and young mistress’s blessing now."
He started to hobble out.
"Don’t rush," Zhong Xiaoying hurriedly stopped him, "You just applied the dicine, it’ll fall off."
As soon as she said it, the dicine on his left foot fell off.
"Sorry, sorry..."
Qingsheng was very embarrassed.
Bent down to pick up the dicine from the ground.
"Quickly, get back on the bed, this dicine is ruined, I’ll prepare a new one to apply."
Ugh, just realized, why is this person so impulsive?
Zhong Xiaoying fetched the dicine and helped him apply it again, making Qingsheng feel quite embarrassed.
"Now take good care of yourself, if you ss it up again, I won’t help you anymore."
"Okay, listening to you, I’ll definitely take good care of it."
Qingsheng chuckled, like a happy fool.
Well, he finally understood the aning of the smile his master had when looking at the young mistress years ago.
His heart felt sweet, looking at the girl he liked was better than anything else.
"Why are you looking at my face? Is there dirt on it?"
Zhong Xiaoying was flustered under his gaze, unsure where to place her hands.
"No, you’re just very beautiful."
"You..." Zhong Xiaoying blushed, "I don’t want to talk to you; I’m leaving now."
Ah, this person’s words were really too sweet, making her shy.
Watching Zhong Xiaoying run away, Qingsheng regretted that his mouth had scared her off.
Speaking of which, he really needed to ask the master and young mistress.
The timing of his injury was really not ideal.
By dinner ti, Zhong Xiaoying ca again to bring him food.
"My mom made hoof soup, she said to nourish where you’re hurt, so drink more pig’s trotters soup."
"Thanks, mom."
Qingsheng blurted out.
"What are you talking about?" Zhong Xiaoying was startled, almost dropped the bowl.
"Hehe, eventually I’ll have to change how I address her, I just said it a bit early."
"How can you be like this?" Zhong Xiaoying thought and was genuinely angry: "Drink it yourself, I’m not helping you anymore."
After saying that, she turned and ran away.
Oh?
Did I say sothing wrong?
Qingsheng thought back carefully, alright, it was his mouth that had gotten him in trouble again.
"Smack, smack," he slapped his mouth lightly, "for having a loose mouth and scaring her off?"
"Yeah, you were a bit too loose with your words."
Zhao Minghua entered: "Such a waste that you’ve been by my side for so many years and haven’t learned any cleverness."
"Master, I..."
No way, did the master see my embarrassnt?
"She is truly sincere with you, you however, look at you...?"
"Master, I’m sincere too, I just..."
"Just foolish, babbling in front of the girl. Changing the way you address her requires a fee, you just changed it like that; it’s disrespectful to the girl," Zhao Minghua saw the whole thing, leaving him exasperated with Qingsheng.
How did he employ soone so brainless?
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