Married Thrice to Salted Fish - Chapter 8

Huantong put Lin Qingyu back into the room and placed it on the soft collapse. Lin Qingyu asked him to take out the medical box from the cabinet and find the medicine for bruises and sprains. Hualu saw Lin Qingyu burst into a cold sweat from the side of the pain, and said anxiously: "Would you like to find a doctor for Young Master?"

Huantong took off Lin Qingyu's shoes and said, "What stupid things are said, my young master is the best doctor."

Lin Qingyu poured the potion into her palm, rubbing the sprained part, and the light fragrance of potion spread in the bedroom.

Hualu said: "Saojun, let me massage it for you? I can massage it for you."

"No need." Lin Qingyu endured the pain, "You go to a basin of well water, soak the kerchief, and I have to apply a cold compress for half an hour after using the medicine."

Lin Qingyu rubbed the wound, suddenly felt that the room was too quiet-where is the person who talks the most?

Lin Qingyu raised his head and saw Lu Wancheng sitting at the table, his expression dark and unhappy.

Thinking that Lu Wancheng almost fell, Lin Qingyu asked him, "Did you have bruises?"

Lu Wancheng shook his head and said, "Is your injury okay?"

"The problem is not big, you can recover after three days of recuperation."

Lu Wancheng smiled: "That's good."

Lin Qingyu said indifferently: "Originally, I only had to raise my sprain for two days, but I fell like that by you..."

Lu Wancheng hid his face in pain: "Stop talking, I was wrong."

In order to make up for his fault, Lu Wancheng generously gave up the wheelchair to Lin Qingyu. However, Lin Qingyu didn't appreciate it. He only let Huantong take care of her, and let Huantong take whatever she needed. When it was really unavoidable to walk, let Huantong help him to walk.

Hualu was waiting for Lu Wancheng to drink the medicine. Lin Qingyu was wearing a white dress. With the help of Huantong, she walked slowly on the table with one hand. Her long hair fell on her shoulders, and her eyebrows were slightly frowning. Feeling pity.

Lu Wancheng asked you you: "Does it look good?"

Hualu nodded honestly: "It looks good! Young Master is injured as if it is not the same as usual."

Lu Wancheng looked at Lin Qingyu and drank the terribly bitter medicine in one go: "This is called'battle against the beauty'."

After nightfall, Lin Qingyu reads on the soft collapse as usual, and the big bed behind the screen sometimes hears the movement of turning over, making him unable to read at ease. Normally at this time, Lu Wancheng had already fallen asleep, and he didn't know what it was today.

Hearing another sigh, Lin Qingyu asked, "Master Xiao Hou is indifferent to fame and fortune, regardless of gain or loss. What can make you frown late at night and sigh?"

After a period of silence, the screen showed Lu Wancheng's figure slowly sitting up, desolate and lonely: "My fucking... can't even hold you?"

Lin Qingyu: "..." Is Lu Wancheng awake at night because of this kind of thing?

Lu Wancheng said quietly, "This is more terrifying than a ghost story."

These words aroused Lin Qingyu's curiosity: "Where do you have confidence, think you can hold me."

Lu Wancheng couldn't understand: "Your waist is so thin, you definitely can't weigh it, so why can't I hold it?"

Lin Qingyu didn't bother to take into account Lu Wancheng's inexplicable self-esteem, and said honestly: "The body you have now walks for a little longer and you will pant three steps and three steps. The strength of the flower dew is stronger than you. Little Houye, a person is worth knowing."

"I'm so angry." Lu Wancheng pounded the bed heavily, "Even Huantong will do, but I can't?"

"Huantong has been working hard for many years, what is your comparison with him."

Lu Wancheng got out of bed with anger, put on fox fur, and walked out from behind the screen: "I am taller than him."

Lin Qingyu put down the book and looked at him: "Master Xiaohou."

"what."

Lin Qingyu vividly imitated Lu Wancheng's tone: "Being a human being, don't compare too much."

Lu Wancheng was speechless for a while, and completely lost the power to refute. Lin Qingyu's mouth couldn't help but curl up with his flat expression.

In fact, Lin Qingyu laughed a lot, but most of the time it was sneer and sneer. It was the first time Lu Wancheng saw him with a smile like this.

Lin Qingyu was half lying on the limp in the not-so-bright light, with the blue silk hanging down on her chest, holding a book in her hand, taking off all precautions and indifference, and quietly watching you smile.

Lu Wancheng suddenly understood what is meant by "beauty in the bone but not in the skin". He couldn't help lowering his voice, for fear of disturbing Lin Qingyu, "Are you still in pain?"

Lin Qingyu's attention returned to the book: "It's okay."

Lu Wancheng sat down beside Ruansu and said, "You are also a patient now. Go to bed and sleep."

Lin Qingyu thought that Lu Wancheng was going to exchange with him, he went to bed, and Lu Wancheng came to sleep softly: "No, you are more sick than me."

Lu Wancheng took it for granted: "So I also sleep in bed."

Lin Qingyu had a fingertip, and simply refused: "No."

"Neither you nor I are good men, what are you afraid of."

Lin Qingyu turned the book calmly: "I'm afraid you will press my hair."

Lu Wancheng never expected that Lin Qingyu would use this excuse to reject him, and couldn't help but smile: "You haven't slept with me, why do you think I will press your hair?"

"Because you sleep poorly."

"Then you try it with me anyway, you'll know if you try."

"Don't try."

"You are too much." Lu Wancheng accused, "You can't mix the me you imagined with the real me..."

Lin Qingyu raised her eyes to look at him, pretending to be cold and stern: "Master Xiaohou, no matter how nonsense you are, I can make you unable to say a word for three days. Do you believe it or not?"

"Believe-why don't you believe it?" Lu Wancheng cursed and went back to the bed to lie down, "You dare to attack the femme fatale of Donggong, you can't do anything."

Lin Qingyu's injury spread to Liang's ears. The Liang sent a maid to greet her, which was a superficial effort. There was also a face-to-face maid who went to the Blue Wind Pavilion and gave Lin Qingyu some plasters, saying that this was the secret recipe passed down by their aunt's ancestors, and it had miraculous effects on sprains.

Lin Qingyu asked: "Your aunt?"

"It's Mian Yuezhai's Aunt Pan," the maid smiled, "Young Master thinks he hasn't seen her yet."

In the high gate of Jingzhong, Nan'anhou's inner house is considered to be less crowded. In addition to his wife, Nan'an Hou also had two or three concubines. Liang's management is good, and his concubines keep themselves safe. Although Lin Qingyu is a young gentleman, he is a man after all. There is a difference between men and women, and unless you celebrate the New Year, you generally don't see these concubines.

Lin Qingyu smelled the ointment, it was indeed a good medicine. But he and Aunt Pan had never known each other and didn't want to owe this favor.

Lin Qingyu was about to refuse, Lu Wancheng walked out of the inner hall and spoke for him: "Leave the medicine, thank you my aunt for us."

Lin Qingyu didn't say anything with others around. After the maid left, without waiting for Lin Qingyu's question, Lu Wancheng said: "Aunt Pan has no bad thoughts, she is cowardly and honest. You can give her some face, and maybe she will go to your camp in the future."

Lin Qingyu asked: "Little Houye never asks about the inner house, how can he know which is good or bad?"

Lu Wancheng said half-truth and half-truth: "Because I, like Dayu's national teacher, can observe the sky at night and predict the future."

Lin Qingyu: "..."

Lin Qingyu has been married to the Houmen for some time, and he knows that although Lu Wancheng looks unreliable, he has never been malicious towards him. There were hundreds of people in Nan'an Hou Mansion, and only Lu Wancheng was barely worthy of his trust. He didn't want to get along with Lu Wancheng calmly, but... Lu Wancheng was only serious for three moments, and he somehow believed that the ill-spoken problem would be corrected when he was able to fix it!

"Then you can watch the sky at night," Lin Qingyu said indifferently, "Don't make trouble with me."

Lu Wancheng just pretended not to hear Lin Qingyu’s order to evict guests, and fiddled with the plaster sent by Aunt Pan, and said, "Do you remember the acupuncture bag that I wanted to give you but was ruthlessly rejected by you? That was sent by Aunt Pan. The wedding gift was sewn by her herself."

Lin Qingyu was a little surprised: "Really."

Pan's repeated goodwill to him, is it really good intentions, or has another plan?

Lin Qingyu was thinking, her ankle was suddenly held by someone and lifted up. He looked at Shang Lu Wancheng's gaze, and said in confusion: "What are you doing?"

"Help you stick the medicine."

Lin Qingyu earned a little, "No need, let go."

Lu Wancheng held his ankle to prevent him from moving, and said with a smile: "You are welcome, I have a good set of stickers, and I promise to help you stick it beautifully."

"Get up and drive." Lin Qingyu only used a seven-point effort, and easily broke free from Lu Wancheng's hands, and helped Huantong to walk away.

Lu Wancheng looked down at his hand, resentful in his eyes, as if he was about to suffocate.

Lin Qingyu's sprain has been healed after three days of recuperation. Lu Wancheng was tired of listening to the thrush singing, and he didn't know where he got a starling. He had nothing to do with the starling. It was very annoying to chirping. Unbearable, Lin Qingyu took Huantong out of the Blue Wind Pavilion, took advantage of the good spring time, found an open space in the garden, and dried the medicine.

Huantong spread out the medicinal materials one by one and asked, "Master, the courtyard of the Blue Wind Pavilion is so big and the sun is enough, why don't we dry it there?"

Lin Qingyu said: "Too noisy, too many birds."

Huantong grinned: "I think it's very funny. Master Hou has been teaching the starling to call'Dr. Lin'." Before the young master refused to let him come to the Hou Mansion, he thought it was difficult to live in the Hou Mansion. After I came, I realized that it was not very happy.

Master Xiaohou is distinguished and has been sick all the time. Any good things in the house are sent to their yard first, and their servants have also been drenched a lot. Little Houye himself is also interesting. Although he is not in good health, he can always find fun for him, which is not bad for his young master. This is already a blessing in misfortune.

The two were basking in medicine, and Huantong saw a girl in a pink skirt coming towards them from a distance, and asked, "Master, who is that?"

Lin Qingyu looked up. Behind the girl was a maid, a maid, who must be the master. In Nan'an Hou Mansion, there is only one master at this age-Miss Hou Mansion, Lu Wancheng's half-sister, Lu Niantao.

Lu Niantao was born with bright eyes and white teeth, and every move showed everyone's demeanor. She came to Lin Qingyu slowly and slowly, leaning slightly and said, "I have seen my sister-in-law."

Liang's daughter, he didn't want to bother. But Lu Niantao is a girl in the end, so it doesn't hurt to show some face in front of her.

Lin Qingyu nodded lightly and said calmly: "Miss Lu Er."

Lu Niantao smiled and said, "Sister-in-law called me to read Tao. She is ashamed. She has always wanted to visit her eldest brother and sister-in-law at Lanfeng Pavilion, but it is a pity that her eldest brother is still sick and seems unwilling to be disturbed by others. I finally got a chance to meet today. Sister-in-law is really mediocre as the following people say-'Lang Yan is unique, there is no other in the world'."

"Miss Lu Er doesn't have to call my sister-in-law like that."

"But... you are my sister-in-law." Lu Niantao thought for a while, "Or, I call you Brother Lin?"

Both of these titles made him respond. Lin Qingyu hesitated for a moment, and decided to take the lesser of the two powers: "Then you should call your sister-in-law."

Lu Niantao said softly: "Yes." She saw the medicinal materials behind Lin Qingyu and asked: "Sister-in-law, is this taking medicine?"

"Um."

Lu Niantao's heart moved: "Could it be for the eldest brother?"

These medicines are all the medicinal materials on his father's prescription. It is extremely difficult to prepare prescriptions, and every medicinal material has strict requirements. It takes at least more than a month from dispensing to finished medicine. He spent so much time and energy on dispensing medicine, but he was just practicing his hands. Of course, it is not impossible for Lu Wancheng to try the medicine for him after the medicine is finished.

Lin Qingyu did not respond, and Lu Niantao acquiesced. "My eldest brother's body has been taken care of by Doctor Zhang since he was a child. It is Dr. Zhang that has the final say on what medicine to take."

Lin Qingyu exhausted his patience: "What do you want to say."

"Sister-in-law, don't get me wrong!" Lu Niantao seemed to be a little apprehensive. "I know that elder sister cares about elder brother and wants his body to get better soon. It's just that elder brother's body is very golden and precious, and it's not sloppy at all. If you want to take medicine to your eldest brother, it’s better to talk to Doctor Zhang first."

Huantong said unhappily: "Second Miss, my young master has not only obtained the true teachings of the master, but also has become a genius doctor outside. In terms of medical skills, that Doctor Zhang may not be as good as him..."

Lin Qingyu faintly felt that something was wrong, and interrupted: "Huantong."

Huantong closed her mouth angrily. Lin Qingyu said again: "This medicine is not for Xiao Hou Ye, the second lady is too worried."

"Not for Big Brother? That's..."

"It's getting late." Lin Qingyu turned a deaf ear, "Huantong, clean up and go back to the Blue Wind Pavilion."

When Lin Qingyu returned to the Blue Wind Pavilion, Lu Wancheng's new favorite starling had already learned how to call people. Lu Wancheng carried it around Lin Qingyu, one person, one bird, one doctor Lin, and Lin Qingyu wanted to poison them.

Lin Qingyu threatened: "If you use your bird to bother me, I will kill it and drink it in soup."

"The fierce Doctor Lin." Lu Wancheng handed the bird cage to Hualu, motioning her to carry it out. "You are so fierce, when I die, which girl would marry you?"

Lin Qingyu said coldly: "You don't have to worry about Master Xiaohou. I will definitely marry a beloved, and bring my wife and belt to the grave for Master Xiaohou during the Qingming Festival."

Lu Wancheng smiled and said: "Then you remember to burn more paper money, I'm afraid I won't have enough money below."

"must."

After agreeing to burn paper at the tomb, Lin Qingyu started talking about business and told Lu Wancheng that he had met Lu Niantao in the garden. "Lu Niantao wanted to see you several times, but he was turned away by you for various reasons. What do you know?"

"Didn't I tell you, I know a lot."

On the table was Lin Qingyu's freshly dried medicinal materials. Lu Wancheng looked at the freshness, grabbed a handful, and was beaten by Lin Qingyu with a palm, yelling, "This is what the'celestial phenomena' told you again?"

"Yes," Lu Wancheng blew the back of his red hand, "the sky said she was not a good person, so ignore her."

Lin Qingyu thoughtfully said, "I see."

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So one day--

Lin Qingyu looked at the person next to the pillow who had fallen asleep, and sighed: As expected, his hair was crushed.