The doctor looked at the direction in which the two left, sighed and wrote the prescription, instructed Ah Cheng, who was in tears on the side, a few words, and left with the medicine box on his back.

A bowl of thick black soup was quickly boiled and hurriedly delivered, but Yu Jixi's eyes were closed tightly and he was still in a coma.

Ah Cheng fed a few spoonfuls in a row, and they all slipped down the corners of Yu Jixi's lips.

Jiang Yandai couldn't stand it anymore, and reached out to dodge the medicine bowl in Ah Cheng's hand.

Ah Cheng screamed, "What are you doing!"

Jiang Yandai rolled her eyes: "You can't feed it, I'll feed it!"

Ah Cheng was extremely angry, but he didn't dare to shout loudly, so he could only roar: "What are you going to do if you can't feed it!"

When is this? His son-in-law is sick and dying, and this woman is still messing around here?

Jiang Yandai no longer paid attention to Ah Cheng, raised her head and poured a bowl of medicinal juice directly into her mouth.

Ah Cheng suddenly understood what Jiang Yandai was going to do, and stretched out his hand to stop: "No!" Let me! ”

How did you come? Do I spit it out?

Jiang Yandai puffed out her cheeks, and her head was suddenly full of black lines.

She didn't bother with Ah Cheng, and she couldn't deal with Ah Cheng to be precise.

The bitter taste spread between Jiang Yandai's lips and teeth, making her almost want to gag, trying to hold back the feeling of vomiting, and leaned over to press Yu Jixi's lips.

The tip of her tongue was on the edge of her teeth, and little by little the liquid was poured into his mouth.

Ah Cheng covered his mouth and widened his eyes in shock, his son-in-law, was been, was slighted by this female hooligan?

Ah Cheng hid his face and cried.

Childe, I'm sorry for you!

Weiying in the dark was also startled, and hurriedly covered his eyes and silently recited: Don't look at indecent things, don't look at indecent things!

Yu Jixi stiffened, his throat rolled slightly, his lips and teeth intertwined, and he had no intention of swallowing the bitter medicinal juice one after another.

What swirled in my brain was the soft touch, and I didn't feel that the medicinal juice was bitter and hard to swallow.

The last gulp of the liquid was swallowed into the throat, and the soft lips gently left.

Jiang Yandai took a handkerchief and soaked it and wrung it out, and carefully wiped Yu Jixi's face.

I don't know why, she suddenly said for no reason: "You must get better, I will protect you in the future."

Yu Jixi's heart couldn't help but tremble violently.

The heart in his chest, the ice that covered his head slowly cracked, melted, and began to beat heavily, fresh, soft, beating.

His fingertips couldn't help but tremble slightly, his thoughts became heavier and heavier, and under mixed feelings, he really couldn't tell what it was like, and it was quite difficult to say.

Jiang Yandai finished wiping it carefully, threw the handkerchief on the table, and gently wiped the undried water stains at the corners of his mouth.

Yu Jixi's face was pale, bloodless, but his clear appearance had not been reduced in the slightest, as if he was about to return to the palace by the wind, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows still had a clear and moist dissolved Chunhui soaked in the wind.

Jiang Yandai's fingertips were on the corners of Yu Jixi's eyebrows, and her heart was full of distress, which was quite sour.

When she read the book, she pitied this sincere young man who was as jade-like as frost, hot-blooded, innocent, innocent, and talented, but his fate was ill-fated, and his life experience was also confused.

He lost his mother at an early age and his father at a young age, although he enjoyed wealth and wealth, he had a turbulent life and was riddled with diseases.

There is only one person in his heart, which is His Royal Highness the county lord of Jiang Country, who respects the gods as a faith, so that he takes the poison, supports the building with his sick and weak body, bears the burden with all his might, and does his best to protect the safety of that person.

But in the end, the Long March has returned, the Si people have passed away, this young man lost his faith in the long yellow sand, his eyes were full of sadness and sadness, he didn't care about it, knew that it was a trap, and he was willing to go thousands of miles to take this fire and die, and finally returned to the cold river.

But in fact, this young general was only nineteen years old until his death, and he had not yet performed the crown salute......

It is difficult to say that there is only love in the world, and it is probably a sentence: this love can be recalled, but it was already lost at that time.

If it weren't for the long time that followed, this long road of human growth, where would a person belong?

The sentence in the comment: Even if His Royal Highness has betrayed her faith, the young man will always be loyal to her.

Jiang Yandai, who was secretly reading a novel in the dormitory, made her pillow wet with tears.

But until death, the county lord of Zhaoyang never had any pity for this young man, and he didn't even know that there was such a young man who loved her deeply.

But at that time, the county lord of Chaoyang also had someone she loved deeply, she just didn't love Jixi, how could she say that she was wrong? That doesn't make sense.

Jiang Yandai was about to withdraw her hand, but she felt that there was a gurgling water in front of her, and the fog was misty.

Ah Cheng saw that there were tears in Jiang Yandai's eyes, thinking that she was too worried, and couldn't help but feel a little sour, but his tone softened a little, and he called: "That, girl......"

Jiang Yandai wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and stood up, "Your son-in-law will be fine." ”

Ah Cheng's throat suddenly stopped, he just wanted to comfort Jiang Yandai, why was he comforted?

There was a drop of crystal water on the back of Yu Jixi's hand, which slid down his knuckles and sank into the futon, and his fingertips trembled as if they were burned.

Jiang Yandai opened her mouth and said, "You go and rest first, I'll guard first, and we'll come in turn."

Ah Cheng just wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he felt justified, and he didn't fight Jiang Yandai, nodded and left with Yu Jixi's wet clothes.

Jiang Yandai sat in a moving chair, and after a while, she reached out to probe his forehead, but she was also busy.

When Mo Yue was approaching the morning glow, Ah Cheng came in with a bowl of stewed extremely glutinous porridge.

Jiang Yandai was a little difficult to take the porridge, in case Yu Jixi couldn't drink this porridge, she couldn't chew it and feed it to him, right?

Ah Cheng hugged his arms and looked puzzled: "Why don't you feed it yet?"

Jiang Yandai pursed her lips and said, "That's it, what are you urging!"

Scoop up a spoonful of porridge, blow it lightly, use the spoon to push the back against Yu Jixi's lips and teeth, and slowly pour the porridge into her mouth.

But this time, I drank it unexpectedly, and the porridge was stewed, and it didn't take much effort to chew it, and it was swallowed directly.

Jiang Yandai can be regarded as relieved, but it's okay.

Otherwise, she will molest the little sheep.

But why can't the medicine be drunk and the porridge can be fed? Could it be that the medicine is too bitter?

Unlike the quiet in Yu Xi's room, Lin Erniang's room was full of debris, as if she had just been robbed.

The maids stayed away against the wall, their legs trembling.

Lin Erniang threw out another teacup, and the "poof" was broken into several pieces in the mess, and the maid dodged again and again, not daring to speak.

Lin Erniang's eyes were full of poisonous light, and she almost gritted her teeth: "One son is sick and dying, do you want another son to be buried with him?" He knew that Li Yanran was ugly, and insisted on asking Ping'er to marry, but now he still wants Ping'er's life? ”

Mama approached and patiently persuaded: "Madame, this matter is the second son's fault, that is, what to fight for, the top priority, should also be close to the second son, just now the second son was beaten and knelt in the ancestral hall......"

Lin Erniang pushed Mama away, but she was still furious, and said more and more resentfully: "Isn't it possible to let that sick seedling ride on my head as a blessing?" The old one died, and the little one came to look for me Ping'er's bad luck and hurt Ping'er like this, why didn't he die with his sick ghost? I knew that today, I should have taken an extra medicine and poisoned him directly! ”

Mama couldn't help but stop her: "Madam!"

In the middle of it, Lin Erniang didn't know what she thought, and suddenly stopped talking.

After a while, she held on to the table, sat down slowly, and said, "Master Hou is going to accept newcomers."

Mama thought and said: "The Hou Mansion has few people, and it is naturally necessary to accept it, I heard that preparations have been made, and now that the eldest prince is in such a situation, there is no one to handle it, so he has to delay it."

Lin Erniang's eyes, which were once like autumn water, were faintly glowing with poisonous light at the moment, like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, and slowly stretched her lips and smiled: "Prepare medicine, take more Ping'er favorite food, and ...... more."

Lin Erniang motioned for Mama to approach, whispered for a while, Mama was stunned when she heard the words, and then woke up and said yes again and again.