Du Zhongqing's expression changed.

The embarrassment on his face, which he was not good at pretending, exposed his innermost feelings.

"No, no. The valuable things at home have been sold off a long time ago, and there is nothing left. It's just that... I don't dare to trouble Mrs. Zhang."

"No trouble. I don't have much else, I just have a lot of free time." Xin Yi glanced at Fu Jiuqu's cold face and smiled lightly: "Then it's settled. Shopkeeper Du doesn't need to be nervous. I just have an appointment this afternoon.

It couldn’t be more convenient for craftsmen to come and renovate the house.”

Du Zhongqing hesitated again and again.

He kept looking at his yard, but finally had nothing to say, so he bowed and thanked her.

"Then Mrs. Zhang will be busy."

Then he bowed to Fu Jiuqu and said, "Thank you, your Majesty."

Du Zhongqing said goodbye and left. After a while, a young man who looked like a servant was sent, saying that he was here to help Mrs. Zhang repair the wall, but his intention was obvious.

"There is no three hundred taels of silver here." Sitting back in the inner room, Fu Jiuqu held a tea cup and smiled lazily, "This Du Zhongqing is a bit interesting."

Xin Yi was looking for some medicinal tea pieces. Hearing this, his brows moved slightly but he made no sound.

Lying on the chair opposite Fu Jiuqu was Cao Yi.

Zhou Daozi had just examined his waist injury, massaged it, and applied blood-activating topical ointment, but he was still unable to move.

After hearing Fu Jiuqu's words, Cao Yi glanced sideways.

"In the eyes of the king, everyone is a thief."

Fu Jiuqu's cold face turned slightly to one side, half-smiling.

"Master Cao, is this self-awareness?"

Cao Yi wanted to glare at him, but he felt pain when he twisted his neck. His face was twisted in pain, and he could do nothing. He could only press his lips tightly and say nothing.

Xin Yi glanced over and wanted to laugh, but didn't dare.

Cao Yi is a noble gentleman, and a villain like Fu Jiuqu probably has a hundred ways to deal with a noble gentleman.

He could really make Cao Yi so angry that he vomited blood without any expression.

Being the same victim of Fu Jiuqu's words, Xin Yi felt a little more sympathetic to Cao Yi and handed the brewed medicinal tea to Cao Yi's hand.

"Tea that relaxes muscles and activates collaterals has the effects of promoting blood circulation, removing blood stasis, and relieving pain. It is very good for Mr. Cao's waist."

Cao Yi: "Thank you madam."

Seeing that his hands were shaking, Xin Yi quickly held the tea cup and said, "Be careful of the heat."

Hearing the concern revealed in his words, Cao Yi looked at her gratefully, as if he wanted to imprint her appearance in his mind, and stared at her for a long time. Her eyes and smile were as warm as ever.

"Thank you."

After speaking hoarsely, he slowly raised his hand.

Xin Yi held the cup and helped him drink it.

The very bitter medicine seemed to be poured into his heart from his mouth. Cao Yi did not dare to raise his eyes or look at Xin Yi. He swallowed it in small sips, coveting this short time...

"Sun Huai." Fu Jiuqu's faint voice came with a slight smile, "Master Cao is injured like this, why are you still standing here? Why don't you go help quickly?"

Sun Huai looked at his master's expression and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Yes."

Xin Yi was startled and saw that Cao Yi stopped swallowing and his breathing was obviously rapid. She knew that he was angry, but she didn't know what to say.

In fact, no matter whether the person in front of her was Cao Yi or not, she would still do this thing. This was just based on the habit of a medical worker. But when Sun Huai came over, she still gave way silently.

Sitting back next to the window, Xin Yi saw Fu Jiuqu's eyes turned cold and thought for a moment before answering his previous question.

"The prince also doubts Du Zhongqing?"

"Yeah." Fu Jiuqu lazily drank from the cup.

Several people were in the same room, but the Prince of Guangling County was the only one who was lazy and comfortable, as if he was indifferent to everything, but also seemed to have everything under control.

"I want to check him out."

Xin Yi's breath tightened and he couldn't help but look happy, "That's really great."

Seeing Fu Jiuqu's piercing eyes, which contained puzzlements, she smiled and grafted the "fox demon plot" she brought from the game onto Li Dazui's rumors, as if it were a script.

After finishing speaking, he smiled lightly and said:

"Although the rumors are not true, what if they are? Maybe this poor woman can be saved."

Cao Yi looked at her with soft eyes, "Ms. Zhang is kind-hearted."

Fu Jiuqu snorted coldly, "Poor people must be hateful. If it is true, this woman killed innocent people for revenge, she should also be held guilty..."

Sun Huai coughed lightly: "Master..."

As a bystander, Sun Huai had already seen through this matter. His master had done a lot for Madam Zhang, but the bad thing was that he had a mouth, and he couldn't even speak sweet words to coax the young lady.

Mr. Cao said this, and he went to attack people.

Sun Huai wanted to remind him, but Fu Jiuqu looked at him coldly.

"What's the matter?"

Sun Huai smiled awkwardly, feeling bitter in his heart. Just as he was trying to find some excuse to get over it, Xiang Ling came in to report.

"Sister, the craftsman is here."

Sun Huaihe breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Fu Jiuqu, but Fu Jiuqu glared at him fiercely.

…

When Xin Yi went out, he saw the waiter leading two men who looked like craftsmen. Xin Yi asked them to sit down in a side room of the medicine hall. He went back to the house and brought his sketches and spread them out in front of them.

"Let's see if this design is feasible?"

The two craftsmen glanced at each other, picked it up, looked at it, and then looked at Xin Yi.

"Who painted this?"

"It's me." Xin Yi smiled.

The craftsman's eyes were a little contemptuous.

"My lady is really out of her mind."

"Really? Please feel free to correct me."

"Look at what you drew, what is this?" Seeing Xin Yi's humbly asking for advice, the craftsman frowned and curled his lips, "Don't say that the houses in Bianjing City have never been built like this, just say that the lady is like this

It’s not feasible to build the house two more floors.”

Another said, "The tallest building in Jinzhuang next door is only three floors. According to the height drawn by the lady, it is probably much higher than Jinzhuang when built. First, the stability of the house is not good, and it consumes labor and money.

The second is to suppress other people's feng shui, which can easily lead to trouble."

Xin Yi pursed his lips and smiled slightly.

"Just tell me, can you two make it?"

The two craftsmen looked at each other again, frowned slightly, and then shook their heads together.

"Young lady, you should find someone else. Even if you can build this house, it will take an incredible amount of time and money..."

At present, the materials used to build the house are not only bricks and stones, but also wood. Xinyi has considered the issue of stability, but she is not a student of architecture. She just made the plan and believes that this kind of problem of architectural balance and stability should be solved by craftsmen.

, after all, from the Sui and Tang Dynasties to the Northern Song Dynasty, there were many construction engineering experts in history.

Who would have expected that people would reject it as soon as they saw the drawings.

This design took Xin Yi nearly ten days, integrating all her fantasies about ancient houses, and adding some modern styles. It might be a bit special for the craftsman, but she never expected that the craftsman would say

Can't be made.

She was a little disappointed when her enthusiasm was poured out, but she still gently asked two craftsmen to see the containment and paid a deposit for repairs.

After finishing these things and going back, Fu Jiuqu has already left.

He must have left quietly through the side door, without saying goodbye to Xin Yi, as if he treated the pharmacy as his own home, and could come and leave as he pleased.

Cao Yi's eldest follower Zheng Liu also got the news and came over. He brought a small sedan chair and two attendants. While he was angry about the suffering of his master, he also had no good feelings towards Xin Yi.

"Why did you refuse to listen to the eldest lady and ran out in good condition? What kind of crime did you suffer..."

"I'm fine." Cao Yi didn't mention anything about the fight with Fu Jiuqu. He looked at Zheng Liu indifferently, and then looked at Xin Yi with gentle eyes.

"I have caused trouble to my wife again today. I really feel guilty."

"You're welcome, Mr. Cao." Xin Yi was thinking about building a house and couldn't see Zheng Liu's reproach at all. He turned around and packed some medicinal tea pieces from the cabinet and handed them over.

"Twice a day, soak it in water. Let the adults drink two cups."

Zheng Liu didn't want to take it, but when Cao Yi signaled, he lowered his head and took it, saying unhappily.

"Mrs. Zhang, please don't let us adults suffer a little. We, the servants, will be thankful to God."

Xin Yi was startled, raised his eyelids, and chuckled.
To be continued...