Chapter 1882 My Little Wife Is Sick 2

But her parents were loving and doting on the original owner, so that the original owner, a little girl who was said to not live to be ten years old, managed to live to the age of sixteen.

Moreover, the original owner's father was quite honest. Although his official position was not high, he had a good reputation among the people.

The original owner was engaged in a marriage before she was born.

The other party's father was a childhood playmate of the original owner's father, and he was now a well-known wealthy businessman in Jiangwan District.

The target of her mission in this plane is this fiancé she has never met before, Lu Shaochen.

Lu Shaochen was sent to study when he was a child. A gentleman once praised him that if he became an official in the imperial court, he would definitely worship the Prime Minister Shaoqing.

Lu Shaochen's father originally wanted Lu Shaochen to take the exam for fame, but Lu Shaochen saw the intercourse of interests in the officialdom, and finally had no idea of ​​taking the exam for fame. Instead, he returned home and inherited the family business, becoming a well-known businessman.

He was only in his early twenties at the moment, and he was six years older than the original owner.

The original owner was sixteen years old and had hair extensions, so logically he should get married at this time, but after all, it was a baby marriage that was decided upon when he was a child, and what kind of figure his daughter was, the Chu family understood it and did not mention it again at all.

After sorting out all the information, Chu Ci raised his hand, looked at his hand, and felt the powerlessness that came over him just by raising his hand, and sighed quietly.

I feel so tired just by moving. How can I play with planes like this?

Chu Ci puffed up her cheeks and slowly wanted to turn over.

Finally, the people next to him were awakened.

"Miss?"

The man's sleepy voice came, and then he straightened up, first tucked Chu Ci's quilt, then raised his hand, touched Chu Ci's forehead, and let out a long sigh of relief, "That's great. Miss, the fever has gone down."

This is the original owner's personal maid named Qingbi.

Chu's father was just a magistrate, and he was a very honest official. He didn't do those luxurious things at all. He didn't have many servants serving in the house, and Chu Ci was the only maid who was close to him.

Chu Ci nodded, responded slowly, turned over finally, pressed her chin on the pillow, and sighed softly.

"Miss, do you still feel uncomfortable now?" Qingbi whispered while helping Chu Ci move.

In the silence of the night, Chu Ci's soft little voice finally sounded, slowly, "Qingbi, I want to drink water."

"Okay, miss, please wait a moment."

Qingbi stood up and seemed to light an oil lamp next to the bed.

The surrounding area became much brighter for an instant, but it was only a small cluster of flames, which could barely illuminate the surrounding things.

Antique rooms with various elegant and simple furnishings.

Chu Ci's eyes turned around. Qingbi had already brought the water, carefully helped Chu Ci up and let Chu Ci drink it.

As he said, "Madam just came to see the young lady and went to bed again. Thank God, the fever has finally gone away."

Autumn has arrived, the temperature is a bit cold, and the Jiangwan area has been cooling down continuously during this period. This kind of cooling made Chu Ci quite uncomfortable. He quickly contracted the cold and was bedridden again. He has been there for several days. .

Even the doctor was a little helpless, because he didn't dare to use strong medicine because of Chu Ci's health, so he only dared to adjust it slowly. Fortunately, the fever finally subsided.