In March, spring is stunning. Although it is a little cold in spring, there are still small green buds that can't wait to bloom quietly on the branches.

After the plague, Wen Yiheng suddenly became idle, and he didn't have to go out for a few hours a day to run to the city.

Su Jiudong was finally free, and he was able to calm down and study the Bailuo skirt poison planted by Wen Yiheng.

"Did you feel anything other than pain in your body during the poison? For example, a certain acupuncture point hurts more severely?

Is there a more intense sensation every time you have a poison attack than the last time? Or is it something less?"

Su Jiudong sat cross-legged on the bed holding the pharmacopoeia and flipped through the ancient herbal varieties, and Wen Yiheng made tea on the square table next to him.

Wen Yiheng is skillful in making tea, the heat is steaming, and the tea is full of meaning, as if this is not a mountain hut, but a tea room full of Zen.

After the last plague, Wen Yiheng sent a prescription to the government, and Lord Zhizhou wanted to send Wen Yiheng a set of peacock tea sets as a thank you gift, but Wen Yiheng refused, casually saying that he was only used to using his old tea sets.

Zhizhou inquired around, and sent a pair of the same mahogany tea set commonly used by Wen Yiheng, which is to make a pot of tea every day to enjoy comfortably.

Collecting a set of mahogany tea sets is time-consuming, laborious and costly, and Zhizhou only bribes Wen Yiheng, and there is a way to upgrade in the future.

And Wen Yiheng only regarded this as evidence of Lord Zhizhou's bribery, and the two had their own calculations in their hearts, and the two smiled very comfortably at each other when they gave and received gifts.

"Every time I had a poison attack, I did feel worse and more painful than the last time. But knowing that you are by my side, I don't have so much pain. Husband and wife support each other, which is the most rare. ”

Wen Yiheng didn't look at Su Jiudong either, his attention was still on making tea, and his hand was up and down, as if the person who casually said the ambiguous sentence just now was not him.

Su Jiudong was still not used to Wen Yiheng's confession casually, so he had to pretend not to hear it, lowered his head and slowly stepped into the book with his little face.

There was an awkward aura in the air, and both of them restrained themselves from speaking, as if they were engaged in a silent contest, and whoever spoke first would lose.

"I'm guessing you're not just Xiucai's grandson." Su Jiudong finally chose to break the silence, "Although scholars may be able to order tea-making skills, poor Xiucai's family can't afford to enjoy such a precious tea set. ”

Mahogany is so valuable in modern society, and the price in ancient times was even more frighteningly high.

Wen Yiheng even often used tea sets are mahogany, so you can imagine how rich his family is, and what kind of talent and grandson are just a disguise.

"You always like to figure out my thoughts, but you can't guess every time, but this time you guessed correctly. I am indeed not the grandson of Lao Xiucai, that is just a trick by the people in the village. "Wen Yiheng, this is deliberately knocking Su Jiudong.

Wen Yiheng hid something from Su Jiudong, and Su Jiudong naturally refused to be honest with Wen Yiheng, and only secretly speculated what Wen Yiheng would do when something happened, but he never refused to ask him directly.

Wen Yiheng did not hide it, and admitted calmly: "I am from the capital, and I can barely be regarded as a child of an official family...... It's not surprising that the children of the official family use mahogany to make tea sets, right? ”

Children of official families? Hum......

Su Jiudong understood that Wen Yiheng was releasing smoke bombs.

The capital is full of wealth, how many children of official families are there? Any one of them on the street could be the child of a court official.

Wen Yiheng deliberately said vaguely, still distrusting her and having reservations about her.

"Since you are from the capital, why did you come to this small mountain village from thousands of miles away?"

And why would you ask for nothing to help me solve these bad things?

Is it really just an old friend I met from childhood? Su Jiudong thinks that she may not unreservedly pull out a knife to help her friends who she just met in childhood.

"Of course I'm here for something important. For the most important thing in my life. Wen Yiheng's expression suddenly became serious, and his eyes were no longer so ethereal and ethereal.

Su Jiudong knew him well with this, and every time he talked about something he was interested in or liked, his eyes were always brighter, and the vast stars in his eyes were twinkling, which was fascinating.

"Seeing that you are so mysterious, are you going to tell me?" Su Jiudong was ready to start talking.

As soon as he was about to go to the battlefield, he was quickly cut off by Wen Yiheng, and he could only return with hatred and defeat.

"It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's that the time hasn't come. When the time comes, you won't need me to tell you, you'll feel it. Wen Yiheng began to play dumb riddles again in the clouds and mountains and fog covers, hanging Su Jiudong's appetite.

"If you don't say it, I won't help you heal the Bailuo skirt poison anymore." Su Jiudong played the rogue trick of "if you don't tell me, I won't play with you".

As soon as the words fell, Wen Yiheng clutched his chest and cried out in pain, the mahogany teacup in his hand fell to the ground, the tea was sprinkled on the ground, and the fragrance of tea filled the house.

"Wen Yiheng!" Su Jiudong threw down the ancient books and rushed to Wen Yiheng's side, helped him to lie on the bed, wiped the thin sweat on his forehead for him with one hand, and checked his pulse with the other.

The pulse is smooth and smooth, smooth as a fish bead, not like the dull and tight at the onset of the disease......

Wen Yiheng suddenly opened his eyes at this time, grabbed Su Jiudong's hand, wrapped her beautiful white little hand with both hands, and looked moved, but said something that made Su Jiudong angry: "I know you won't stand idly by, you can't bear to let me hurt." ”

"You lied to me!" Su Jiudong shook off Wen Yiheng, his expression was solemn and serious, and his tone was three points more solemn than usual: "Can this kind of wolf joke be made easily?"

If the next episode is real, but I mistakenly think that you are joking again and ignore you, then how should you deal with yourself? You just rely on me as a healer, and I dare not ignore you. ”

"Healer? You say you're a healer, but you only treat me as a patient? Wen Yiheng grabbed Su Jiudong's hand back and held it tightly to prevent her from having the possibility of escaping.

Su Jiudong didn't dare to look at Wen Yiheng's eyes, he just wanted to escape from the embarrassing place quickly, and choked back without words: "I was originally a doctor, and doctors care about patients, and they are curious about all medicinal materials and poisons.

Bringing you home,It's just that I'm interested in the poison of the Bailuo skirt on your body.,I want to try if I have the strength to detoxify.,Don't be sentimental.,Think I have other thoughts about you.。。 ”

Maybe you don't have other thoughts about me, but in the past five years, I have been thinking about you in other ways. Wen Yiheng whispered bitterly in his heart.

Wen Yiheng was silent, staring at Su Jiudong tightly, as if he wanted to make a hole in her beautiful and fair face.

Su Jiudong couldn't break free of Wen Yiheng's hand, the two were deadlocked, and even Su Tingan suddenly ran into the house without moving.

"Daddy and Auntie are playing games again? Why don't you play with An'er? ”

Su Ting'an's fleshy little body flew over and slammed Su Jiudong into his arms, "Daddy, An'er is hungry, I want to eat something delicious, Daddy will take A-Niang and An'er into the city to buy Poria cakes." ”

Su Jiudong's hand was held by Wen Yiheng, and he couldn't catch Su Ting'an, who was rushing in, and his chest was slammed into a muffled sound of "dong".

Su Jiudong frowned suddenly, but he couldn't rub his aching chest.

Wen Yiheng saw that she was in severe pain, and knew that Su Ting'an's collision was like a calf, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand to help her rub it, but the position was really reverie, so he could only give up.

"An'er, Daddy and Auntie are not playing, they are doing important things."

Wen Yiheng changed to holding Su Jiudong's hand with one hand, and gently pushed Su Tingan with the other, wanting to push him away.

Su Jiudong's words scratched in his heart, if he didn't explain it clearly today, he would never allow Su Jiudong to step out of the door.

"Daddy is bad!" Wen Yiheng rarely refuses Su Ting'an's request, and almost spoils himself and lets it go, but on the side of today's attitude, Su Tingan also played a little temper and ran and jumped out of the house.

Wen Yiheng was just about to open his mouth to interrogate Su Jiudong, when Su Ting'an's young and immature voice sounded outside the house, and he could only hear him say to Liu Yunniang angrily: "Grandma, Daddy and Auntie have important things to do in the house, Daddy kicked me out, don't go in!" Daddy is bad! ”

"An'er? What are you talking about? Liu Yunniang was stunned in place with the hot water, and she couldn't digest the meaning of Su Ting'an's words.

Su Ting'an shouted loudly for fear that the world would not be chaotic: "Daddy is bullying Auntie in the back room!" hugged A-Niang and didn't let her go, and drove An'er away! Daddy has gone bad! ”

"An'er!" Liu Yunniang didn't dare to think deeply about the meaning behind the "bullying", so she quickly covered Su Ting'an's noisy little mouth, and picked him up with a smile and went to the west room to stay with Ah Rong.

Su Ting'an quickly played with Ah Rong, but Liu Yunniang's thoughts drifted outside the house.

Liu Yunniang thought that if Su Jiudong was so Wen Yiheng was really doing "important things" as Su Tingan said, she couldn't let children see what they shouldn't see.

Liu Yunniang became more and more angry the more she thought about it, rushed to the door of Wen Yiheng's house, stared at the door with resentment, and did not dare to knock on the door in a contradictory way.

On the one hand, he resented Wen Yiheng, a well-dressed beast, for daring to commit murder during the day, and on the other hand, he was a little excited that these two people could succeed.

Liu Yunniang takes a fancy to Wen Yiheng's personality, and her mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, how to look at it.

Su Jiudong is straightforward on the outside, and Wen Yiheng is gentle and inward, the two complement each other in personality and appearance, no matter how you look at it, they are a combination of heaven.

However, whenever Wen Yiheng said something, Su Jiudong refused to admit his intentions, and after getting along for so many days, there seemed to be no progress between the two.

Liu Yunniang listened carefully outside the house for a while, but she didn't hear her expectant and scared movements, only heard her heart beating more and more violently. Could it be that the clouds and rain have stopped Mingjin and withdrawn his troops?

Is this a little too fast?

Liu Yunniang leaned over to listen again, and there was the sound of broken teacups in the inner room, and there was a rush of footsteps.

The door was suddenly opened, and Su Jiudong rushed out of Wen Yiheng's room in anger but neatly dressed, and rushed back to her own room.

Wen Yiheng chased him out, also neatly dressed, and when he saw the stunned Liu Yunniang outside the door, he nodded at Liu Yunniang steadily, his eyes locked on Su Jiudong's door, and he took a good time to be the "wife stone".

"You two...... What's going on? Liu Yunniang asked quietly.