The night is at the beginning of the day, the red candles are flickering, the remnants of the stars are flickering, and the moonlight is blurred.

Liufu fell into silence, and only Liu Dashao's room was in a bloody and fire-fighting battle.

At the beginning, it is extremely narrow, and only then can it be ........

Liu Dashao muttered a few words, and under the red face and red ears, the bed curtain got up automatically without wind.

When the moonlight gradually set in the west, the sound of roosters came from the room faintly heard Liu Dashao's voice begging for mercy: "Lady, whether you can conceive a baby is God's will, it really has nothing to do with the number of times, let's rest, really, spare me." ”

The beautiful woman's coquettish voice came: "Husband, ........"

The voice is as tender as water, even if it is steel, it will turn into a finger twister: "Lady, for the last time, otherwise you will definitely lose both, can you get up tomorrow?" ”

The rooster crowed twice, and a white light faintly rose from the sky, and it was already five watches: "Lady, what do your nurses teach, husband can swear, whether you can conceive a baby really has nothing to do with the number of times, rest, okay?" ”

Finally everything melted into silence, and the sound of a sound of sleep came from the room.

At the beginning of the rising sun, Ying'er came to the door of Liu Dashao's room as always with the preparation of toiletries: "Young master, get up and wash." ”

knocked on the door a few times and there was no response, Ying'er pushed open the door suspiciously, this is what Liu Mingzhi said, as long as he didn't respond, he must quickly push the door in, Liu Dashao has been kidnapped many times, and he has left a shadow in his heart.

Ying'er walked in lightly with a wooden basin, and was relieved when she heard a cry on the bed, it seems that the young master just slept a little, not taken away, and after putting down the basin, Ying'er planned to pull up the light veil in front of the window.

"Yikes!" Ying'er screamed, and then looked at the clothes scattered on the ground with a red face, which had never happened before.

Sure enough, Ying'er's cry woke up Liu Dashao, who was still sleeping, and opened his sleepy eyes, Liu Dashao yawned: "Is it Ying'er?" How many days is it? ”

"Young master, the sky is bright, the sun is rising, are you okay, young master?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I had a little temper with the young lady yesterday, and I had a fight, but I didn't beat your young lady, ........"

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's okay, you turn around first."

"Oh!"

Liu Dashao looked at the lazy Qi Yun with a smile and leaned close to his ear and said, "Lady, I'll just say it, you definitely won't be able to get up today." ”

Qi Yun glanced at her husband coquettishly, pulled the quilt to wrap her delicate body and continued to sleep.

Stumbling to get dressed, Liu Dashao got up with his shoes on, and threw himself on the ground with a thud, almost knocking on the stool.

Ying'er hurriedly turned around and helped her young master: "Young master, what's wrong with you?" ”

"My foot slipped, it's okay, it's okay."

"Young master, I helped you to do it, didn't you twist your foot?"

"No need to help, no need to help, the young master is fine, Ying'er, from today onwards, the young master has a nickname, quite domineering, nine times a night, the young master is not blowing with you, this is a nickname that has been taken down by historical research and the young master's personal practice, is the young master powerful?"

"The young master is the most powerful, sit down."

"You don't need to help, how is the young master's health, how big is the wind and waves, and the first step of the ocean can be soft? No way! ”

Looking at the stubborn young master, Ying'er had no choice but to let go of the hands that were holding Liu Dashao, and with a plop, Liu Dashao lay on the stool again.

"Young Master!"

"What's that, Ying'er, let's help it, the shoes don't fit."

"Okay, young master, slow down."

As soon as she came out of the somewhat dim screen, Ying'er cried out in surprise: "Young master, your face is so pale." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, how can the young master's face be pale when he is not sick or sick? You must be dazzled. ”

Seeing that the young master didn't believe his words, Ying'er pouted and took out a bronze mirror and put it in front of Liu Dashao: "Young master, look at it yourself." ”

"Ahh In the mirror, Liu Dashao's face was pale, his eye sockets were deep, and his hair was sloppy.

"Is this the young master?" Holding up the bronze mirror in disbelief, Liu Dashao looked incredulous.

"Young master, the person in here is you."

Liu Da Shaoqiang endured the back pain and turned around to look at the position of the bed with a sad expression: "The master said that it has nothing to do with the number of times, it doesn't matter, I thought that the person who practiced martial arts was a little stronger, but you were a pump in your last life?" ”

"Young master, do you want to find a doctor for you?"

"Ying'er, you said that our family has a big business, isn't it very bad to waste, should we be thrifty?"

Ying'er pouted and nodded violently: "The young master is right, it's really not good to waste food." ”

"So, those thousand-year-old ginseng, hundred-year-old ginseng and other piled up in the warehouse, the medicinal effect will definitely get weaker and weaker, how can the young master be the kind of waste that is despised? In this way, you go to the kitchen and instruct the young master to boil half a bowl of ginseng soup to drink, put an end to waste, and start with the young master. ”

"Huh?" Ying'er's mouth opened slightly, and she looked at her young master strangely, didn't the young master hate drinking ginseng soup the most?

"Ah what? Go ahead! ”

"Uh-oh."

"Wait!"

"Young Master?"

"What's that, there are little wolfberries and angelica, and I like red things recently, and I suddenly like it, you say it's wrong."

"Okay, does the young master need anything else?"

"Remember to come back and rub some rouge on the young master and cover your eye sockets."

"Isn't the young master the least fond of rubbing powder? You say that a manly man never smears those things. ”

"Hey, there's no need to waste, the young master said that he wants to save, go ahead."

Half an hour later, Ying'er came back with a wooden plate and a small bowl on it: "Young master, drink soup." ”

"Is it hot?"

"It's cold, the temperature is just right."

"Let's put it down, I'll see if the kitchen has improved." After a long time, the spoon and the porcelain bowl collided with each other: "Ying'er, why don't you feed me, the young lady rewarded the young master's hand yesterday, and she can't use her strength." ”

Ying'er picked up the ginseng soup and carefully fed the young master the soup spoonful by spoonful.

A quarter of an hour later, Liu Dashao patted his chest: "Young master, this body can kill a cow, Ying'er, do you believe it or not?" ”

Ying'er carefully wiped off the water traces for the young master with a handkerchief, and smiled sweetly: "The young master believes everything Ying'er says!" ”

"It's still Ying'er, don't talk about it, wash your face first, the young master eats without washing the unprecedented washing, your young lady has profound skills, and the young master is invincible."

Ying'er wrung out the towel and handed it to Liu Dashao: "The young master wipes his face, and Ying'er goes to wait for the young lady to change her clothes." ”

"Wait." Liu Dashao's face was unnatural and stopped Ying'er: "The young lady is not feeling well today, just send someone to bring breakfast over later." ”

"Got it, young master."

Liu Dashao wiped his face clean, let Ying'er carefully wipe the rouge a few times, and then walked towards the main hall with floating steps, like space dance steps.

As soon as Liu Dashao arrived in the main hall, only Liu Zhian was still sitting and drinking tea, and the others were long gone.

"Your mother left you food, hurry up and eat it, otherwise it will be cold."

Liu Dashao suddenly squeezed on the stool next to Liu Zhi'an and squeezed his eyebrows: "Old man, why discuss something!" ”

Liu Zhian put down the teacup in confusion: "What are you discussing?" ”

Liu Dashao's face was embarrassed, he scratched his ears and cheeks and said, "Is it really that easy to use?" ”

Liu Zhian was stunned for a moment, and slapped the table suddenly: "Bastard, we are father and son, do you have to talk to your father about this kind of problem?" ”

Click, the sound of chopsticks falling to the ground, the corners of Liu Dashao's mouth twitched, it was really retribution, it was unpleasant, this was vaguely familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"What then. My son doesn't mean anything else, isn't this that I've been interested in medicine lately? I just want to use it to study the ingredients, I really don't mean anything else, for the sake of my son who is so studious, or give me some research. ”

Liu Zhi'an looked unnatural and buckled his forehead: "Ahem, cough, cough...... It's gone, feed the dogs. ”

"What's the matter, didn't you say you had some private goods yesterday?"

"Lao Tzu said, feed the dog, get out of the egg after eating."

"Zhi'er, my mother is afraid that the rice will be cold, so I asked the kitchen to cook one for you again." Mrs. Liu walked in with a radiant face and a plate of food with a ruddy face.

Liu Dashao looked at the old man's eyes in surprise, hey, the old man is stronger, is this to add a new ding?

"Ahem, what's that, the old man still has an account book that hasn't been checked, I'll go to the study first, boy, you go to Wen Shu after eating."

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