Chapter 92 has its own measure
"Madam, I have always done things for a reason." The pair of different eyes of the Stygian Beilin stared at me with a very serious expression.
"Those who are missing, they?" I looked at him, and I couldn't read anything from his expression and the look in his eyes, and I didn't know what was going on in his mind at the moment.
"They have their own place to go, ma'am, and you don't have to worry about it." Beilin had a calm face, already displeased.
"Husband, you shouldn't kill those people who have no grievances with you, right?" My lips quivered, and I spoke.
When he heard my question, his eyes sank, and he directly stretched out his hand, poured himself a cup of tea, and then drank it silently.
As soon as I saw his reaction, I stood up and sat down beside him.
"Husband? You wouldn't really hurt them? I stared at Stygian's face.
Ming Beilin put down the cup and looked at me sideways: "Madam, I do things in my own way. ”
"Last night, and the night before, you went to the back mountain, right?" I simply spread the conversation away: "This morning, I saw blood stains on your robe. ”
I thought that if I said this, I would immediately explain it to me.
But there was not much turmoil on Beilin's face.
"Husband, what are you doing?" I grabbed his arm: "Didn't you and I say that we should be honest in the future?" ”
"Madam, I will be honest with you, but now is not the time, after the matter is completed, this Shenjun will make it clear to you in 1510." Beilin said, holding my wrist with his backhand: "Madam, why are your hands so hot?" ”
He suddenly sensed my abnormality, and quickly raised his hand and put it on my forehead again.
"Are you having a fever?" With that, he helped me up: "Come and lie down on the bed, and I'll go buy some hot herbs for you." ”
"No need, I've already drunk the decoction, tomorrow, it should be fine." I hurriedly tugged at the sleeve of the underworld's coat to prevent him from leaving.
He helped me to the bed, took off my coat and covered me with a thick bedding, and went to pour me hot water.
"I'm fine." I still pulled him tightly and let him sit on the edge of the bed: "Floating Lobby, today, another person is missing?" ”
"Sleep, you don't need to worry about the rest, you know the character of this god." When he said this, I was told not to ask questions.
But although I know his character, no matter how I think about it, it makes me feel uneasy.
He tucked the futon for me, and then gently patted the back of my hand: "If your body collapses, this god monarch will have to be distracted to take care of you, so take a good rest." ”
Ming Beilin coaxed me very gently, and I saw that he really didn't want to say, and he was helpless.
When he saw that I was no longer asking, he went and poured me hot water, let me drink it, and then lay down on my side, but instead of holding me as usual, he wanted me to sweat and let out the heat in my body, and I would be cured.
I turned to the side and looked at the side of the face, but I didn't fall asleep all night.
The next morning, after Ming Beilin left, I closed my eyes and fell asleep in a daze.
It's just that I overestimated my body, I had a headache and brain fever, and I would soon get better by drinking some herbs, but I had a terrible fever, and the scared rat Gui went directly to the doctor.
This doctor, surnamed Sun, is white and pure, and he is very young, and the prescription he prescribed for me is exactly the same as the one I asked to catch for me yesterday.
Rat Gui looked at Fang Zi and was stunned, so I motioned to Rat Gui to grab the medicine again.
When Dr. Sun left, he also told me to be careful and not blow the night wind again, otherwise the illness would become more and more serious.
"Thank you, doctor." I thought that it must have been when I was sitting behind the door the night before waiting for the North Weather to come back, and I was suffering from the wind, so my illness became more and more serious.
After Dr. Sun left, I began to fall asleep.
It's just that I haven't slept steadily, and for a while I dreamed that Mingbeilin was covered in blood and was killing people, and for a while I dreamed that the master suddenly woke up and asked me to leave here, and the woman in the Mengpo Bridge and Mengpo Village, she was calling my name.
I was so tired, so tired, I don't know how long I slept.
From time to time, I can feel a warm liquid flowing into my mouth, which is bitter and astringent.
And a pair of cold hands on my forehead.
"Ma'am? Madam? ”
He was calling me, and I could hear his voice, but I didn't have the strength to answer him.
The heat on my body began to subside slowly, and someone was wiping my body over and over again, and I felt as if I was a little lighter and had some strength in my body.
So, my eyelids trembled for a long time, and I finally opened my eyes with difficulty.
As soon as I opened my eyes, the flickering candle light came into my eyes, and I tried to move, but I found that one of my hands was being held tightly.
When I looked down, I found that Ming Beilin was lying on the edge of the bed.
"Husband?" I opened my mouth and whispered to him.
At this moment, my mouth is full of bitter medicinal taste, and my throat is also sour.
He was lying on his stomach, as if he was asleep, but when I called him so lightly, he immediately opened his eyes and looked at me.
"Ma'am? Are you awake? There was tiredness in his eyes.
"How long have I slept here?" I felt like my body was stiff.
"It's been three days, and you're going to scare me to death." Ming Beilin said, putting his fingertips on my wrist and giving me a pulse: "Well, it's much better today, I'll go and warm the porridge for you." ”
When he had said that, he got up, took up the porridge on the round table, and went out of the house.
I raised my hand, rubbed my eyes, and muttered, "Three days? I've been sleeping for three days? ”
When Ming Beilin entered the house again, the porridge in his hand was already steaming.
I had no appetite, but I couldn't resist him, so I could barely take a few sips.
"In the future, take a good rest, and don't run around the house, your illness makes your husband very worried." He set the porridge bowl aside and looked at me with anxious eyes.
"It's just a minor illness." As I spoke, I was about to get up, but I immediately reached out and held me down.
"Where are you going?" He stared at me nervously.
"Me?" I wanted to relieve myself, but I don't know how many decoctions they poured on me, and I felt like my stomach was watery.
"Come!" When Ming Beilin saw my expression, he immediately understood, and took out a night pot directly from under the bed: "There's nothing to be ashamed of, haven't you taken care of your husband these days?" ”
He looked very calm, and, after speaking, he raised his hand to untie the belt of his bedgown for me, I hurriedly pressed his hand, thinking that Ming Beilin is a person who loves cleanliness very much, but in the past three days, he has done these things for me?
My heart was touched and shy.
"I'll come on my own, you, you, go out first." When I saw him staring straight at me, I could only turn my face slightly and say to him.