Chapter Fifty-Eight: An Ling and Longyang

"He can't drink." Sima Cheng, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

Yang Meiniang turned her head and glanced at Sima Cheng indifferently, only to see that the "wood" was still not squinting and concentrating on eating. Yang Meiniang ignored him, poured a glass of wine for Yi Xue, and then said to Sima Cheng:

"It's his business whether the little boy drinks or not, and whether he pours the wine or not is my business, and I said, don't take a sip of 'Miss Yang', you have to call me 'Mei Niang'."

Sima Cheng saw that Yi Xue didn't speak, looked at Yi Xue sideways, noticed Yi Xue's abnormality, and couldn't help frowning slightly, so he put down his chopsticks.

Seeing the wine cup in front of her, she approached and sniffed it curiously, she couldn't help frowning, she didn't like it very much, she shook her head, and when she raised her head again, the sound in the room stopped abruptly.

Yi Xue, she actually had a nosebleed......

Yi Xue herself naturally didn't notice it, at this moment she was half-squinting, sleepy-eyed, her skin as white as clotted fat was oozing red, and she tilted her head innocently, looking at the two people staring at her suspiciously, Sima Cheng's face was slightly stunned, and Yang Meiniang covered her mouth in surprise, in the eyes of outsiders, Yi Xue looked like a high fever.

Sima Cheng leaned forward, shook Yi Xue's body lightly, and asked anxiously:

"Temple...... Tao Gongzi, are you alright? ”

Yang Meiniang also came back to her senses, and then left a sentence, "I'll go and fetch a basin of water." He trotted out of the room.

Sima Cheng's sudden approach, the unique smell of his body penetrated into Yi Xue's nasal cavity, she actually felt that the heat in her body had been relieved, and a cool breath made her feel very comfortable.

Sima Cheng saw her suddenly smile, and it happened to match the cheeks that seemed to have been wiped with rouge, at this moment, Sima Cheng actually had a moment of trance.

Sima Cheng reached out to touch Yi Xue's forehead, the moment she touched it, Yi Xue couldn't help but tremble, and suddenly felt that there were small insects crawling in her body, which made her heart itch, and she couldn't help but break free of Sima Cheng's hand, and her mouth made a whimpering sound of "woo-", as a result, Yi Xue writhed so hard that she was about to fall off the food stool.

Sima Cheng immediately stepped forward and knelt down on one knee to support her.

Sima Cheng looked at Yi Xue's strange appearance, his mind quickly flashed the events of this day, his eyes were sharp and profound, suddenly, he shifted his gaze to the table in front of him, he understood, Yang Meiniang would definitely not be poisoned, could it be that they were discovered?

Sima Cheng's eyes couldn't help but become dark and cold, and his gaze seemed to shoot out a cold star.

At this time, Yang Meiniang appeared at the door with cold water and a handkerchief, Sima Cheng was afraid that Yixue would fall, so he didn't let go, so Yang Meiniang pushed the door and entered.

Yang Meiniang quickly wrung the handkerchief, and was about to clean up the blood stains on her face for Yi Xue, but as soon as Yang Meiniang approached, Yi Xue couldn't help frowning, I don't know if it was the rouge gouache smell on her body or what, as soon as Yang Meiniang stretched out her hand, Yi Xue avoided her, and her body began to be dishonest, and several attempts ended in failure.

Yi Xue's body writhed around, Sima Cheng couldn't support her, at this moment Sima Cheng also lost patience, and glanced at Yang Meiniang with a little dissatisfaction, Yang Meiniang felt inexplicable, depressed, stood up, threw the handkerchief to Sima Cheng, and said:

"You can come, you can come!"

Yang Meiniang estimated that Sima Cheng couldn't do this kind of thing, her hands were crossed in front of her chest, and she was about to watch a good show, and Yang Meiniang was together, Yi Xue quieted down, and her expression eased a little, Sima Cheng saw that Yi Xue was no longer shaking, and supported Yi Xue's head with one hand, picked up the handkerchief with the other hand, and gently and meticulously helped her clean up the bloodstains.

Yang Meiniang was stunned there, as if she couldn't believe what she saw, and then she had to honestly wash Sima Cheng's handkerchief, and Sima Cheng wiped her face for Yi Xue with cold water, and Yi Xue's hot cheeks were slightly eased.

Yang Meiniang was turning around to pack up her handkerchief, and Sima Cheng's faint voice sounded from behind her:

"Is there anything special about today's food?"

Yang Meiniang was stunned for a moment, turned her head, and saw Sima Cheng's deep eyes and indifferent eyes, it was the first time she saw Sima Cheng's appearance, she couldn't help but shudder, and after putting the veil up, she turned around and said with a sneer:

"Childe, why do you suspect me, it's not me, the little boy is so cute, I am reluctant to poison him~"

Sima Cheng didn't speak, still looking at her coldly. Yang Meiniang couldn't help but glance at the rest of the food on the table, thoughtfully, she tapped her head with her fingers, paced back and forth, and suddenly stopped in front of the dining table, pointed to a plate of dishes, looked embarrassed, and whispered:

"No...... It would be, because this ...... Let's ......."

Sima Cheng's gaze followed the direction of Yang Meiniang's finger, and finally fell on the plate of money and meat, paused, then raised his head, looked at her suspiciously, and said:

"Isn't this just ordinary braised pork tendons?"

Yang Meiniang smiled embarrassedly, shook her head and said:

"Uh...... This is not an ordinary braised pork, isn't it...... Nobukomi, you can try it again. Yang Meiniang quickly handed him the chopsticks.

Sima Cheng glanced at Yi Xue in front of her again, she was now half-squinting, and there was no blood coming out of her nose, but her body seemed to be boneless and weak, and she could only sit on the food stool with his support. So Sima Cheng leaned Yi Xue's head on himself, and at this time, Yi Xue was also very obedient and obediently let him fiddle.

Yi Xue looked in a trance, she didn't understand why Sima Cheng had such a refreshing smell on his body, and as long as he was close to Sima Cheng, the itching on his body was not so uncomfortable.

Sima Cheng got up cautiously, but as soon as he stood still, Yi Xue unconsciously hugged Sima Cheng's legs, and hugged them tightly, hoping to absorb a little more of his taste.

Sima Cheng was slightly startled, his face was a little pale, Cheng took the chopsticks handed over by Yang Meiniang, picked up a piece of money meat and ate it, chewed it carefully, according to the taste, he felt that this was ordinary braised meat and hoof tendons, and then he picked up another piece, carefully observed the appearance of the money meat, and found that the edges of the meat slices were unconventional, and the shape was round, and there was a small eye in it, and then he flicked the remaining meat on the plate, and found that it was the case without exception.

"What kind of meat is this?" Sima Cheng asked.

Yang Meiniang was a little shy, and replied curtly:

"Bullwhip ......"

Sima Cheng's thin lips moved slightly, and his eyes were as deep as a pool of stagnant water.

Yang Meiniang was a little flustered, and hurriedly explained:

"Maybe it's just too much to make up, that's why it's ......"

Sima Cheng squinted slightly, glanced at the food on the table, and asked:

"What about this wine? He just smelled the wine before ......"

"Uh...... This is deer antler wine. Yang Meiniang's face was embarrassed.

Sima Cheng raised his chin slightly, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Yang Meiniang with a torch in his eyes, Yang Meiniang shrugged her shoulders and said in a low voice:

"It has the effect of tonifying the kidney and helping yang."

"Huh?" In a raised tone, Sima Cheng clasped his hands in front of his chest, looking high, as if he was examining a low-level soldier in the army, waiting for Yang Meiniang to continue to "confess".

"Also...... There is also this soup, stewed with an old hen and a herb called fairy spleen, and the fairy spleen is also ...... It has the effect of nourishing the kidney and helping yang......" Yang Meiniang swallowed, tilted her head, unwilling to look at Sima Cheng, and her voice became smaller and smaller, "...... Soup at noon...... also put the fairy spleen. ”