The two hundred and sixty-second round

When Li Chunfeng heard the news that Master Pei had returned to Beijing, his previously depressed heart and frowning brows suddenly relaxed.

Qin Ying saw that Senior Brother's attention was really no longer on him, and he was secretly glad for a while.

If he hadn't interrupted him in time, with Li Chunfeng's temperament, he wouldn't have given up if he didn't ask the truth carefully. She didn't know how to prevaricate him, and finally let Li Chunfeng and Hou Junji not deal with each other, then she was recruiting a disaster star for her senior brother. She didn't know that when she was far away in Youzhou, they had already quarreled.

Pei Lin in the distance was hunched on his back and walked slowly on the stone road. When he was in the imperial study, he felt that the emperor's heart was elusive, and he was sitting on pins and needles on Li Shimin's side, and he didn't say much about the exile period, so he found a reason for being unwell. He had already gotten Li Shimin's message, and he knew that his family was about to be reunited, so he didn't want His Majesty to do anything.

Qin Ying saw Pei Lian's figure getting closer and closer, poked Li Chunfeng's arm with her elbow, coughed and said, "You gossip about my private affairs, it's better to think about your marriage in front of you." Your future father-in-law is walking behind, and he doesn't turn around to make a salute? ”

Li Chunfeng was taken aback, Shang Zihu wondered how Qin Ying knew Master Pei, so he heard a voice that was extremely familiar but had not been heard for a long time coming from behind him: "How is the progress of Lord Qin's debriefing?" ”

"Qin doesn't dare to be your adult. It's a mess of generations. I saw Qin Ying walking quickly to meet Pei Lian, holding up his hand that would not be bowed, and said, "Today's teacher is not good, Lord Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites saw me like this and entered the palace, and if I was unhappy, I was demoted to a half-official rank." Although she used a self-deprecating tone, she could still hear her loneliness.

Pei Lin comforted: "You are still young, and the official body of Jiajin is not in a hurry at this time. After speaking, he patted Qin Ying's hand in his sleeve closely.

Li Chunfeng saw these conversations and interactions in his eyes, and was very surprised by the relationship between the little junior sister and Pei Lian, but the future father-in-law was standing by his side, and he couldn't pretend to be transparent just because Qin Ying was talking.

Bowing down to salute Pei Lian, Li Chunfeng glanced at Qin Ying quietly, she took a few steps back in amusement, and let the future son-in-law talk.

And Pei Lin looked at the old man, the light in his eyes flickered, and a thousand words were just choked in his throat.

Qin Ying saw Pei Lin trembling, afraid that his body bones would not be able to support him, so he hurriedly asked Li Chunfeng to hold Pei Lian, walked dozens of steps into the side street, and asked the coachman to pull the car to this side.

After settling Pei Lin in the car, Li Chunfeng and Qin Yingju sat on the side of the car. She lifted the curtain of the car and called the coachman to Xingdao, Li Chunfeng also forgot that she still had to stay in the palace this afternoon to do things, and followed Qin Ying back to her house in a daze.

The car staggered and started, and Pei Xiao fell asleep half-lying.

Li Chunfeng looked at Pei Lian, who was skinny and skinny, and asked Qin Ying worriedly, what illness Master Pei was suffering from.

"Suffering from the poisonous beriberi of the south. Because the patient did not seek medical treatment in time, it was difficult to cure the disease. Qin Ying sighed and said. At the beginning, she diagnosed Pei Lian's pulse, and she didn't dare to diagnose the disease that she had only seen in the book, but when she looked at the lines of his palms and some of his complexions, she could see the leopard in the stool.

After a brief analysis of the symptoms, she told Li Chunfeng about her first encounter with Pei Lian. attracted Li Chunfeng's admiration, and at the same time, he was also afraid that if Qin Ying didn't lend a helping hand to the old man on the road, would he be able to see Master Pei again. Nine times out of ten, the answer is no.

“…… Thank you. He said to Qin Ying sincerely.

Qin Ying replied without thinking: "In the future, we will all be a family, and what kind words will I say." "She originally meant that after her senior brother married the hairpin lady of Pei Lian's family, she and Master Pei would be related to each other.

The two didn't expect that they would really become a messy family in the future.

Xingdaoli and Hengjie are a corner away, and because Qin Ying's house is remote, the car only drove for a while.

Li Chunfeng came to Qin Ying's house for the first time, and when he saw the newly repaired lintel, he couldn't help but sigh with good pomp. He held Pei Lian, who was not very convenient for his legs and feet, and took the time to make fun of her.

Qin Ying smiled helplessly: "When I first started, it was quite bad. She knocked on the door twice, called the little maid to help Li Chunfeng send people into the front yard, and watched the shadows on the ground slowly become shorter, and the sun gradually rose to the top, she walked to Li Chunfeng's side, pulled his sleeve and said, "Senior brother, will you have lunch here later?" ”

He couldn't rest assured that Master Pei was relieved, and nodded when he heard her say this. Although he knew that Qin Ying's medical skills were no worse than those of the Imperial Medical Department, he still had a sense of trepidation in his heart, for fear that he would be forever if he left.

As if seeing through Li Chunfeng's thoughts, Qin Ying pretended to be calm and said, "This is a chronic disease, it won't be fatal so quickly." She deliberately hid the sad afterwords. This chronic disease has been dragging on for an unknown amount of time, and all she can do is try to delay it.

When Mei Sanniang stepped out of the backyard, she saw Qin Ying and Li Chunfeng standing together, and for some reason felt that the two of them were somewhat similar.

If Qin Ying knew what Mei Sanniang was thinking, she would inevitably say, "Can you not be like a brother and sister in the same sect?" "Sometimes after telling a lie for a long time, she can't tell the truth from the fake. But since you have deceived others, you might as well deceive yourself into pretending to do it.

Li Chunfeng saw that the lady with a beautiful face was looking at them, and remembered that it was rumored that Qin Ying had a lady with a golden house to hide a delicate lady, so he hesitated and asked, "Is this ...... Your wife? ”

Qin Ying waved his hand, Senior Brother Xindao deserved to be a future husband and wife with the hairpin lady, and his thinking was so similar. She was afraid that Li Chunfeng would misunderstand it more deeply, so she explained kindly: "No. She lives in my house temporarily. None of the rumors can be believed. For example, Master Pei is temporarily living in my house, is he my Aye? ”

He shook his head again and again. Well, this can't be a casual relationship. However, if someone in the market learns that Pei Lin and Qin Ying live, there will be gossip. When he and the hairpin girl make a marriage, they are really messed up.

Here, Li Chunfeng is infinitely entangled in seniority, and over there, Mei Sanniang asks Qin Ying with her eyes who is coming.

Qin Ying introduced the two parties, and went to the backyard to check Pei Lian's pulse.

Mei Sanniang and Li Chunfeng were a little embarrassed to stand alone in the courtyard. She didn't know that Li Chunfeng was Qin Ying's senior brother, so she gave a salute to Master Li, who had a high official position, and went to the small kitchen to supervise the cook's cooking.

Li Chunfeng himself was also quiet, walked around the nameless grass and trees in the front yard, and went into the backyard to visit his future father-in-law. As soon as he entered the guest room, he saw Qin Ying kneeling at Pei Lian's feet, concentrating on massaging his acupuncture points to dredge the meridians.

For a moment, he felt as if he had messed up with the twenty-four filial piety diagrams. (To be continued.) )