Chapter 348: Mei Dabud
In the house of Zhengyi Courtyard, it is as warm as spring. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The winter in the south is very wet and cold, Zheng Sui has been staying for three years, and she can't adapt to it, she has gone out less in the past, and she has never felt that she likes this house more and more when she goes out for a day today, compared to the smoky fire roasting that burns charcoal pots for heating, she prefers the warmth emanating from this dragon.
This winter is about the most comfortable one since I came to the Southland.
took off the thick and warm fox fur cloak outside, changed into light five-pattern silk shoes, and took off a jacket, and his body suddenly became much lighter.
"Today is a tired day, you drank the medicine, rest early. ā
Huan Yu helped Zheng Sui sit down on the Hu chair, and then took the decoction from Xin Yi's hand, and as early as after the Song disease doctor took Zheng Sui's pulse, he prescribed a fetal pill, and Xin Yi went back to Zhengyi Courtyard to decoct the medicine first.
Zheng Sui tasted the medicine and frowned, "This medicine is not fried by Mr. Song." ā
"You can taste it on the tip of your mouth. Huan Yu smiled and tasted it, not feeling any difference.
Xin Yi on the side replied: "His old man drank wine tonight, and the maid didn't dare to let him guard the stove." ā
Except for the time when he just returned to Xuzhou, Zheng Sui's fetal elephant was a little unstable, and he drank a few doses of fetal pills, and then stabilized, and he never drank much medicine again, after listening to Xin Yi's words, Zheng Sui was a little suspicious, whether he was drunk tonight, so he prescribed medicine to her, obviously he said that she was in good health, and she didn't have to drink these decoctions.
It's just that right now, it's not as good as ever.
Not for anything else, just for the child in the womb, no matter how bitter the medicine is, she will drink it and will not resist, so a bowl of soup and medicine is used for about half an hour, and there is not a drop left.
After Zheng Sui rinsed her mouth with honey water, Huan Yu saw that she was still frowning, and couldn't help laughing: "Wait until tomorrow morning, when he wakes up, let him come and guard the stove for you to decoction." ā
"That's how it should be. The corners of Zheng Sui's mouth rose slightly, and her eyes narrowed into a line with a smile, she knew too well how much Doctor Song hated to keep the stove to boil medicine, since she had boiled medicine once in her illness last time, she preferred to take the decoction he boiled, and every time she prescribed medicine, she asked her to come and boil the medicine herself.
For this, Dr. Song complained a lot.
Huan Yu gently rubbed a handful of hair hanging down from the back of Zheng Sui's head, this was the first time in recent months that he looked at her carefully at such a close distance when she was awake, probably because she was pregnant, the whole person was much richer, her beautiful appearance was like white jade, translucent and flooding, under the bright lights, it was more and more crystal clear, and the streamer poured out.
At this moment, the face is smiling, the corners of the eyebrows are flying, the big round eyes are smart and vivid, and the black eyes are shining with broken light, just like the starry sky on a summer night, which makes people can't help but stop and look up.
Sure enough, he still likes such a Sui.
Such a Sui is his bustle.
Huan Yu stretched out his long arm and hugged Zheng Sui into his arms, "Xixi, we won't quarrel in the future, and we won't be angry anymore, okay?"
Zheng Sui hummed lightly, and suddenly raised his head from Huan Yu's arms, and his tone was a little narrow, "Oh, I forgot, I'm still angry with you." ā
"I hear you, when you say yes. Huan Yu pinched Zheng Sui's face lightly, only to feel that it was as smooth as clotted fat, which made people reluctant to let go of their hands, and they didn't let go, rubbing gently, their eyes were so hot that they couldn't bite a few bites.
Zheng Sui was shocked, she knew too well what the heat in Huan Yu's eyes represented, and she hurriedly stretched out her hand and pushed him, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep." ā
Huan Yu was a little disappointed, but let go of his hand.
Especially when he helped Zheng Sui to get up and looked at her slightly bulging abdomen, he thought that he would bathe in cold water again tonight.
At the beginning, Liu Yuan asked him to move to live in Qinyu Building, which was considered thoughtful.
"You rest first, I'll go to Qingyin Hall. ā
"Don't go. Zheng Sui suddenly turned his head sideways, the smile on his face disappeared, his eyes opened wide, and he stared at Huan Yu.
Huan Yu didn't expect Zheng Sui's reaction to be so intense, he was slightly stunned, and reached out and touched the corner of Zheng Sui's mouth, "Zhu Jian is the maid next to her, and if she disposes of it, she has to talk to her, right?"
Zheng Sui snorted in response, tilted his head, and looked somewhat uncomfortable.
Huan Yu knew that Zheng Sui cared about Li Xue, but he never thought that he would care about it to such an extent, he was somewhat dumbfounded, he was smart in vain, and he never thought that he would make a big mistake in this matter, no wonder before, every time he went to Qingyin Hall, Zheng Sui looked at her face, and became more and more cold.
"Hee-hee, you really don't have to worry too much about her. Huan Yu stretched out his hand to hold Zheng Sui's shoulder, feeling that she was stiff, like a wooden stake, no longer soft, sighed in his heart, lowered his body slightly, and coaxed softly: "Okay, I'm not going over, I'll let Liu Yuan go over, is this okay?"
"Okay," Zheng Sui suddenly threw himself into Huan Yu's arms, and said after a while: "If you don't see her in the future, I won't care about her." ā
The voice was soft and aggrieved.
For a while, Huan Yu only felt that his intestines were knotted a hundred times, and his heart was spinning a thousand times.
At the beginning, he didn't have hatred, but no matter how much hatred he had, he couldn't match the thoughts in his heart.
When memories condense into memories, one day, two days...... A year, two years, after time filtering, only those who have had are left.
When he said goodbye, the familiar smiling face, the smile that had flipped in his mind a thousand times, still made him sink and unwilling to refuse.
In this world, only she can make him so attentive, looking at her, from the age of a child, to the age of a child, and now the peach and plum crops are in full bloom.
Just like spring and autumn, flowering and fruiting, the law of nature.
"I'll promise you, we'll not be angry. ā
She has never been wronged since she was a child, so how could he be willing to wronged her.
Nothing was said overnight.
The next morning, as if there was a tacit understanding, no one mentioned this topic again.
The wind passes without waves, and the water goes without a trace.
"Ah Sui, don't go over today, rest at home. After Huan Yu looked at Zheng Sui getting up, he kept yawning, looking like he was not in good spirits, and couldn't help but persuade.
Zheng Sui shook his head, "No, Ah Gao helped me for a day yesterday, and I have to support her tomorrow." ā
When Huan Yu heard this, he didn't understand her thoughts.
Since he is going to Changshi Uncle Tan's mansion to support the Gao family, then, the banquet in his mansion tomorrow is a must, if he goes to his mansion, if he doesn't participate in the banquet in Taishou's mansion today, it can't be said.
"Thank you. Huan Yu held Zheng Sui's hand tightly, he wanted to use Uncle Tan, Zheng Sui could think of the Gao family for him, he was pleased, you know, when she sent Liu Yuan to teach the Gao family's etiquette, the two of them were still losing their temper.
"No need, I went to Taishou Mansion today, just for the "Ninety-Nine Cold Relief Picture" sent by Mrs. Luo. ā
Huan Yu asked, "What's that?"
"It is said that Jingdi has been popular in the past two years, since the winter solstice, a day to draw a petal of plum blossoms, after nine hundred and eighty-one days, after this plum blossom picture is filled, the winter has gone, nine end of spring, I like the plum blossoms on the picture very much, and I also like this way of drawing petals. ā
"When you mention plum blossoms, I think of the plum trees transplanted in the garden to the west, all of which have already budded......" (To be continued. )