Chapter 487: Do You Believe It?

Yang Ling arrived in the backyard alone, stood outside Rong He's door, and said in a clear voice: "How is Rong Nushi's body?" Do you need Yang Ling to ask a doctor for Rong Nushi? We have a doctor here, a holy hand in medicine, and his reputation is very good. ”

Rong You's somewhat hoarse voice came from inside: "No need, thank you Young Master Yang." There is a doctor girl here, and a little wind chill is not a problem. ”

"That'...... If Rong Nushi needs any medicinal materials, even if he asks Zhang Yinu to come to Yang Ling to ask for it, Yang Ling will definitely do his best to buy it back. ”

"Good. Thanks a lot. ”

"Rong Nushi doesn't have to be polite, I'll have someone bring the food over in a while, if Rong Nushi has anything in particular, tell Yang Ling."

"Not really."

"No matter when, as long as there is a need, just ask the maid to go to the front and say it."

"Okay, thank you." Rong He has been thanking him, and he seems very polite and gentle.

The corners of Yang Ling's mouth were faintly cold, but his tone was gentle, and he said, "Then Rong Nushi will rest first, and Yang Ling will retire." ”

Bowing to the closed door, Yang Ling turned around and left the backyard.

The moment he turned around, there was a cold look in his eyebrows.

Back in the main hall room, Ah Wu happened to set up the wine and food, Mu Nanyun sat on the guest seat, did not move the chopsticks, but held the wine glass, and drank lightly on the edge of the porcelain white cup on the edge of his lips. Some people do this action to show off the wind. The flow is elegant, such as the prince, but when Mu Nanyun does this action, there are only the first two words left, wind. Flow.

Yang Ling came in, Ah Wu hurriedly stepped forward to help him take off his clothes, he sat in the master's position, Mu Nanyun touched the wine jug and poured wine into the white porcelain cup in front of him.

"Isn't the big palace maid okay yet?" Mu Nanyun asked idly.

"Illness comes like a mountain, illness goes like a thread, even if there is a panacea, it is impossible to cure a person's wind and cold in a moment, right?"

Yang Ling picked up the wine that Mu Nanyun poured for him, and saluted it towards Mu Nanyun, which was regarded as a greeting, and lowered his head and took a sip.

Mu Nanyun's eyes flashed. Sick like a thread? That's right. That must be a disease first. However, it is also amazing that there is a medicine in this world that makes people feel like they are infected with wind and cold after taking it.

Pretended to sigh and said, "It looks like the New Year is coming soon, even if you hurry up, you may not be able to get to Kyoto, is it possible, do you want to keep her here for the New Year?" ”

"It's nothing to add a pair of chopsticks and a bowl."

"Is it to add a pair of chopsticks?" Mu Nanyun glanced outside.

The meaning is obvious: there are more than 100 followers outside, don't you have to take care of the food?

Yang Ling also looked out of the door, and said with a little distress: "This bit of food is still available." ”

In the backyard, the guards entered Rong You's room and reported in a low voice: "My lord, they are talking about the guards' food, it seems that Yang Ling is very distressed about food, lest the guards eat more food after living for a long time." ”

The curtain is a little confused, rubbing. With a painful brain, he sneezed, and after a long time, he ordered: "Probe again." ”

The guards went down. The little maid sat on the edge of the bed with the medicine in her hand and said, "My lord, the slave will feed you the medicine." ”

Another little maid came over and raised the curtain and muttered, "The ghost weather here is as cold as an ice mound, and I don't know how the people here survive." ”

His face was flushed. Red, her eyes were full of tiredness, Doctor Zhang hurriedly took a cushion for her to lean on, helped her sit up, and asked with concern, "My lord, how are you feeling now?" ”

"You give me Jumpa first."

Doctor Zhang hurriedly took Juanpa and handed it to Rong He, Rong He blew his nose, threw Juanpa on the tray on the small table in front of the bed, coughed twice, and then said, "What do you say I can do?" You can't cure a small wind chill, what use do you want? ”

Zhang Yinu's face turned pale with fright, and she hurriedly knelt down on her knees and said, "Your Excellency, stop your anger." As the saying goes, illness comes like a mountain, illness goes like a thread, and even if the small one has great talent, it is impossible to cure this wind and cold overnight. I also begged the adults to give me some time. ”

The little maid stepped forward and picked her up, her face seemed to be very soft, but her tone was very gloomy: "Doctor Zhang, hurry up, with this kneeling effort, it is better to hurry up and study the wind and cold formula." You can afford it, but we can't afford it, and it's about to be the New Year, and the adults are still in a hurry to return to Beijing to recover their lives. Sick bed, but how is it good? ”

Zhang Yinu stumbled, her legs were so weak that she almost fell down again, and finally stood firm, and said boldly: "Adults drink the medicine first, the small ones add forsythia, big green leaves, banyan root, rehmannia root, earth bone bark, white myrtle, peppermint, patchouli, gypsum and other medicinal materials, all of which are good medicines for dispelling wind and relieving the surface, adults drink it, and the condition will be relieved." ”

The little maid said impatiently: "Who listens to you carrying the prescription?" What you said, we don't understand, horizontal and vertical, it is a good medicine that can cure the wind and cold of adults. You go down first. ”

The doctor was trembling and quickly hid.

The little maid on the edge of the bed scooped a spoonful of medicine, put it on her lips and tested the temperature, "My lord, it's not hot anymore, you can drink it, you can get better after drinking the medicine." ”

The little maid handed the spoon to Rong He's mouth, Rong He took a sip, and frowned: "Why does it smell so bad?" ”

"My lord, good medicine is good for disease, you drink the medicine, and eat another candied fruit, it will be better."

"Give me a drink."

"Huh?" The little maid's mind was dazed, and she didn't understand Rong He's words for a while.

Rong and Shen said: "I said, use. Give me a drink with your mouth! ”

The little girl's hand slipped and almost hit the medicine bowl. I tried hard to settle down, thinking in my heart, could it be that Rong Nushi was tormented by illness and broke her brain?

The little maid, who was more pungent, glanced at the little maid on the edge of the bed and said, "I'll come." You go and see if dinner is ready. The people of the Yang family are too rude, and they can't even supply food in time, I see, Ming'er has to teach them a lesson. ”

The timid little maid handed the medicine bowl to the spicy one and hurried out.

This one sat on the edge of the bed with the medicine bowl, held Rong You's shoulder with one hand, and smiled gently: "My lord, this kind of thing, it's still a slave and a maid, Mei'er is clumsy, how can a slave or maid do it well." ”

Rong He's red eyes were lazy, and there was a faint evil charm, "You are more interesting than her." ”

The little girl pursed her lips and smiled, drank a big mouthful of medicine, endured the bitter taste of the medicinal soup, supported the back of Rong He's head with one hand, stuck to her lips, pried it open, and slowly pushed the medicinal juice into Rong You's mouth.

So repeatedly, a bowl of medicine was exhausted, the little girl put the medicine bowl on the small table, pulled out a silk handkerchief from her sleeve, wiped the corners of her mouth for Rong You, Rong He stared at her, and suddenly clasped her neck with her backhand, covered her lips, a deep kiss, and after a while, let go of the little girl, and smiled evilly, "Aren't you afraid that I will give you a sick breath?" ”

The little maid pursed her lips and smiled, "That's the slave's honor." can have the same illness as the big man's life, Song Yu is willing. ”

"Songyu. I just found out today that your name is quite nice. Okay, put the medicine bowl away, it smells weird. ”

"Yes. Adults rest first. ”

The little maid named Songyu took the medicine bowl and was already stained. The filthy handkerchief went out, and when she came back, Mei'er was carrying a food box, and Song Yu took it, "Okay, I'll come, you go and clean up the clothes for the adults to wear tomorrow." ”

Mei'er timidly: "Yes." ”

Song Yu carried the food box into the house, wiped the small table clean, picked up the dinner, and said, "The people of the Yang family still have a little brain, and they know how to make something light." Is that the meal at noon something that people can eat? ”

"Huh?" Smile and raise eyebrows.

"Ahem, I said the wrong thing, how can that coarse meal be eaten by someone as valuable as an adult? My lord, I'll feed you porridge. ”

"Hmm." Rong and lazy responded, and Song Yu hurriedly served porridge and vegetables.

After a while, the guard knocked on the door outside, and Song Yu hurriedly left the bed, stood up straight, and looked respectful, "Come in." ”

The guard entered the door and bowed, "My lord, I have been drinking in front, and both of them seem to be a little drunk." Words are nothing more than leading troops to fight on the battlefield, and nothing else. ”

"What time is it?" Rong He's nasal voice was very strong, and his tone was a little gloomy.

"It's already time to cross."

"What is Qu Xiaobai doing?"

"In the house, I didn't come out all the time, and the food was brought in by the maid. In the middle, the maid went to the hall to find Yang Ling once, and told Yang Ling to drink less and not to be greedy. ”

"Does Yang Ling usually like to drink?"

"There is actually very little news about Yang Ling that we can find. The villagers of Yangshutun Village, where Yang Ling lives, have all moved away, and there are only three or two families left, and his subordinates have personally visited those families, and they all say that Yang Ling has been stupid since he was a child, but he has great strength and is very arrogant. ”

Rong He sneered: "Silly? Truculent? Songyu, do you think that kid is such a person? ”

Song Yu's eyes rolled and said, "I see, I'm not stupid, I'm not arrogant, it's just a little rude." ”

Rong He snorted, "Jin Lin, you checked, do you believe it yourself?" ”

"Your Excellency, let your subordinates return. According to the two families, Yang Ling only began to get better at the beginning of this year, and it was his wife Qu Xiaobai who cured his stupid illness by treating him with medical advice. After that, the two started to do business, and they also got acquainted with General Mu Xiao, who cherished his talents and always treated the young couple of the Yang family well. ”

Rong He frowned, thoughtfully, and after a while, he said: "In other words, Yang Ling's career is related to Mu Nanyun." But...... Do you think that with pure brute force, you can defeat Arochu? I heard that Aroqiu is nine feet tall, with infinite strength, and extremely high martial arts, Yang Ling's strength, even if he can surpass Aroqiu, without martial arts, he still has to be beaten by Aroqiu? ”

"My subordinates also know that there must be something wrong with this. The two families left here, one is Yang Ling's uncle, named Yang Zhuzi, and the other is Qu Xiaobai's brother-in-law, named Yang Erpeng. They are all relatives of their family, and how much water is in the words, it is conceivable that their subordinates will check it again. ”

"Then let's go."

Rong and his eyes revealed a ruthless and deep depth.