Chapter 7: Young Master is sick

Taobao was yelled silently by Han Fei, pretending to be dead, Han Fei took a sip and ignored the cheating system.
But she didn't want to touch these pastries anymore, she wanted to leave them, but then she thought that the second lady must have sent someone to stare at them. If they didn't move anything, she would definitely be suspicious.
Han Fei said to Chun Hong, who was still looking at the cakes, "Put these up and find a chance to lose it."
Chunhong didn't understand: "Why, miss, you liked to eat these before! You still can't eat them normally!"
Chunhong felt that she was wasting eating, and Han Fei had to explain: "Do you think I am so fat because of what? It's these things, the second lady will not be so kind, so I will deal with it quickly, and I won’t use snacks every month. Keep it for me."
Chun Hong was shocked, and even more nervous than Han Fei pushed the cakes away from the plate, and said, "What should we do, young lady? These two ladies are really bad!"
Han Fei squinted her eyes, deepened laziness, and said, "Yes, since I came here, this second lady always finds fault with me. It's always wrong not to return."
Chunhong was stunned for a moment, and said, "The young lady..."
Han Fei got up, and the flesh on her body swayed. This dispelled more than half of her original heroic ambition, so she said frustratedly: "Daddy is back, isn't it?"
Chun Hong nodded: "Master is at the incense courtyard."
Han Fei recalled it and thought contemptuously that Xiangyuan was the residence of the second lady. If he wanted to learn the name of the scholar Yaju, he took the Xiangyuan. If he didn't know it, he thought it was those fireworks venues.
Chunhong continued: "Miss is going to find the master?"
Han Fei said absentmindedly, "Well, brush up on your favorability."
Chunhong: "What?"
Han Fei poked the system directly in his head, "Hey, will I still get rewards for checking my favorability?"
The system protested: "Please call me Taobao! The host has a good attitude in actively completing the task. As long as the target person's emotional value becomes a positive number, there will be unexpected surprises!"
Han Fei's fighting spirit improved a little, and she went to the incense courtyard arrogantly, but before she got there, she saw the people under the servant girls rushing in hurriedly.
This made Han Fei a little puzzled, and she reached out and grabbed a certain girl who was running. The strong inertia and strength made that girl almost rush to the street.
Han Fei's strength is terrifying. This is the only advantage she has discovered so far. She shook the maid and said, "Returned, what happened? You ran so anxiously."
The maid realized that it was Missy, and shouted weakly, "Big, Missy."
"Just tell me what happened?"
The maid quietly hid the contempt in her eyes, and said unwillingly: "Little young master is seriously ill."
Han Fei touched her chin, remembering who the young master was, that was the son of the second wife, and it was because of this son that the second wife had her current status.
However, the young master didn’t know whether his life was good or not. He was born in a wealthy family, but he did not have a healthy body. He was lying in bed almost all the time. Now he seems to be only eight years old. Two years old.
Han Fei let go, and the maid ran away immediately, as if avoiding a plague god. This made Han Fei a little speechless, and turned to Chunhong and said: "Why are they always afraid to avoid me? Speaking of, I It seems that nothing was done wrong."
Chunhong glanced at the young lady cautiously, but did not dare to speak.
Han Fei did not delve into it, but walked towards the incense courtyard.
It didn't take long before I heard a piercing cry. Many people crowded in a room, and the cry came from inside.
Relying on his body shape, Han Fei directly swiped his hands, stupefied to make a sufficiently spacious road for the crowded people.
After squeezing in, you can see the second lady crying too hard to lie on the bedside, and the prime minister's father also stood aside with grief and sighed, and her beautiful sister was even more silently wiping tears with the rain.
Han Fei frowned quickly, some of which choked.
The first autumn season is not too cold and very pleasant, but a charcoal fire started early in the house. The doors and windows were closed, making the house a confined space. All kinds of medicinal smells were flooded together and completely out of circulation. .
With so many people crowded, the only doorway was blocked, and there was crying and noisy inside. How could it be a mess!
Han Fei couldn't bear to stay in it for a while, let alone the little guy who was still lying on the bed!
Han Fei, who didn't want to be nosy, heard a familiar voice again.
"Ding-Trigger the mission, save the Korean document, the mission rewards 20 stars, please come on!"
She knew it!