"What should I do, it's just a shadow puppet show, if Lu Er likes it, let's watch it tomorrow." Shang Jue stroked her head and said lovingly.

Neither of them told the truth, regardless of their tacit intentions, but they both felt that this was for each other's sake.

Lin Qian leaned on Shang Jue's shoulder, and after a while, she fell asleep with peace of mind, the corners of her eyes were shining, and tears fell from time to time.

When he arrived at the gate of the mansion, the thrush lifted the curtain and said, "Valley master, young valley master, we have arrived." ”

Shang Jue put his index finger in front of his thin lips and said, "I'm asleep." ”

The thrush understood, just took the assorted mooncake box from Shang Jue's hand, and went back to the courtyard with Xuan Li first to make the bed for Lin Qian.

Lin Qian was still too thin, Shang Jue didn't feel heavy at all when she hugged her, looking at the daughter in her arms, it seemed like she had returned to her childhood, she fell asleep in swaddling clothes when she was tired of crying.

"Hmm...... I'm so hungry. Lin Qian was woken up hungry in the middle of the night, groggy and looking for something to eat, she saw a box of assorted mooncakes at the bedside, opened the mechanism, and ate it without knowing what flavor she picked, and continued to lie down and sleep when she felt full.

The bamboo sword accompanied by the sunlight was strong, and the thrush entered Lin Qian's house and opened the tent, but saw Lin Qian's face full of rashes, probed her snort, and pushed her awake, "Young Valley Lord, Young Valley Lord, are you okay?" ”

Lin Qian heard the sound of the thrush in a daze, stretched out her hand to wipe it on her hot forehead, and said, "Thrush, what time is it?" ”

The thrush pressed her on the bed and said, "Young Gu Master, you have a rash, the slave will go and ask the pharmacist!" ”

Lin Qian touched her face, which seemed to be swollen with some itchy scars, struggled to get up and went to the dresser, and said, "Hives." ”

I remember that I was woken up from hunger last night, ate mooncakes, opened the assorted mooncake box, found the box with one piece missing, twisted up a piece of mooncake and sniffed it, tasted it in small bites, and immediately spit it out.

Take other flavors of mooncakes, smell them first, then take a small bite, and spit them out if you feel something is wrong.

Xuan Li was fast, and he went to invite the pharmacist, and the thrush invited Shang Jue.

Lin Qian didn't dare to wash her face, so she sat in front of the mirror and looked at herself blankly.

"Lu'er, don't be afraid, Daddy is here." Shang Jue looked at her a little nervously.

"Daddy, someone is trying to harm me!" Lin Qian was sure that this matter would not be done by Shang Jue, but she was not sure who else had a grudge against her and wanted her to be disfigured.

Shang Jue lowered his head to look at her and comforted, "It's okay, it's not very serious." ”

The old man went in and out of Lin Qian's yard twice in three days, which couldn't help but make people think that the young valley master of their Wisteria Valley was a sick seedling.

When Lin Qian saw the pharmacist, she immediately went to his medicine box, took out a pack of silver needles and pricked them into the moon cakes, and said, "Daddy, look, the silver needles are black." ”

Shang Jue immediately ordered to go down and investigate quickly, but Lin Qian stopped him, "Daddy, you don't have to mobilize the people, Lu Er has a plan." ”

The old man and Shang Jue put on scarves and went out of Lin Qian's yard, and asked people to wear scarves to guard the door, and those outside were not allowed to go in, and those inside were not allowed to come out.

In this way, the news that Lin Qian had the plague spread silently.

The medicinal materials were sent to Lin Qian's courtyard in batches, which made people more convinced.

Lin Qian was pounding medicine in the house, and when she was tired, she changed to Xuan Li, and she followed the thrush to learn etiquette, and the general way of saluting was the same, so she could learn a thing or two without Mama Song present.

The thrush took a book and put it on top of Lin Qian's head, and said, "Young Gu Master, when you walked for a while and didn't drop the book, add one, add it to five, and let's change the bowl." ”

Lin Qian said that she couldn't do it, and fell off without taking two steps.

Fortunately, Lin Qian's room was big enough, and she had to take forty or fifty steps to walk back and forth.

"Thrush, is that how you learned it before? Or is it a bun relationship? Why do I always fall off after a few steps? Lin Qian hugged the fallen books with a little complaint.

Thrush took a book from the bookshelf and put it on top of his head, looked ahead and walked, and said, "Our group of slaves and maids are all practicing on the horizontal wood, Young Valley Master, you are just carrying a book on your head, it's very simple!" ”

Lin Qian said enviously, "How did you get there?" ”

Thrush tells her the essence, simply put, to look ahead and not take the book above her head seriously.

Lin Qian walked back and forth several times, but it still didn't work, so she stopped to see how Xuan Li was pounding medicine.

"Xuan Li, you are very talented."

Lin Qian praised him, drank the boiled and cooled decoction, and began to prepare ointment for urticaria, which can be regarded as both internal and external.

"The young valley lord has won the prize." Xuan Li has never taken out a knife since he followed her, like a decoration, wherever he goes, his hands are wrapped in black strips of cloth, and the hands holding the medicine pestle are also thick and hard, and his strength is well controlled, and every blow is even and powerful.

Lin Qian was busy treating hives on her face, and once she calmed down, she wouldn't care about anything else.

There was a little sound from the roof, and Xuan Li held the big knife vigilantly.

The thrush took a snack from the crack in the door and said, "Young Valley Lord, the eldest son of the Prime Minister's family has come to bring you a snack again." ”

Lin Qian didn't pay attention to listening, so she let out an 'oh' and continued with the matter at hand.

Mu Luan is not afraid of death, and he will send a box of exquisite snacks in the morning and afternoon as if he is in the morning and dusk, whether Lin Qian eats it or not, rain or shine.

However, he never went through the front door, and always came to deliver it secretly in person.

Lin Qian's eating is the top priority now, and she believes that Mu Luan will not harm her, so she will always eat some snacks he sends.

If it was sent by someone else, Lin Qian would not touch it even if it was tested to be non-toxic.

The thrush said, "Young Valley Master, the slave maid sees that your face is almost good, when do you plan to go out?" ”

Lin Qian held up the mirror to apply the ointment, and said, "Tonight, you just run out and say that I can't do it." ”

"Why?"

"When a fish takes the bait, it will get bait, and I am undoubtedly the best bait." Lin Qian looked at herself in the mirror, and her skin seemed to be a lot smoother.

Lin Qian put down the mirror, lay down on the bed, and said, "Thrush, everyone who comes, you have to look carefully at the expressions on their faces, remember those who look at the faces of people who are pretentious, they will inevitably show flaws." ”

In the past two days, Lin Qian didn't believe the pharmacist, they were all prescribed by herself, and the medicinal materials were piled up in the warehouse, and they were all about to become a medical hall.

However, he still often asked the old man to ask him, not to let him take the pulse and prescribe medicine, but to teach him to act.

At night, the thrush knocked over the basin, screamed loudly, and cried, "Young Gu Master, it's almost over, go find the pharmacist!" ”

The two people at the door went to find the pharmacist with the thrush, Lin Qianjing lay on the bed, and Xuan Li was ambushed in an invisible place.

According to Lin Qian's instructions, the thrush was really crying with tears, pathos and moving, basically convincing, the old man didn't seem to be there, and the thrush took the pharmacist with the highest medical skills except for the old man, and took him back to the courtyard.

As if to cater to the gloomy atmosphere, there was not even a single candle in the house, and the thrush opened the door to reflect the moonlight, and the pharmacist was familiar with Lin Qian's bed.

"How's the pharmacist?"