Chapter 80: You Haven't Grown a Beard Yet

An Sheng was stunned, and suddenly understood, Yu Jingyun already knew about his relationship with him, but he didn't know, where did he start with the fall of Gonggong Wen?

"An Sheng borrowed the prestige of the prince, and his life was at stake, and he was helpless for a while, so he had no other intentions, and he didn't say anything about crossing the river and demolishing the bridge."

"In that case, why are you suddenly in such a hurry to pay me back?"

"As soon as the prince saw An Sheng, he made sarcastic remarks, it can be seen that you have a complaint about my behavior on the street that day, An Sheng naturally does not dare to expect extravagance, if that sister-in-law really has any accidents, An Sheng boarded your Houmen mansion, you will really treat her as promised in full view of everyone that day, treat her well. In this case, it is better to return this jade plate to you at this time, so as to save you trouble in the future. ”

An Sheng explained without humility or arrogance.

"Are you insinuating that I'm a fame-seeker?" Yu Jingyun snorted coldly in dissatisfaction, his eyes narrowed suddenly, and his cold gaze was squeezed into a sharp sword: "If there is a teacher, there must be a disciple, obviously you are in a loss, and you are still living and saying such righteous words, as if I am wrong to Yu someone." If you don't admit my affection, you still denounce me? ”

An Sheng clenched his fists and straightened his spine, forcing him to be calm, thinking that what Yu Jingyun said was right, it was he who helped him escape, bit his lower lip, and then blessed: "Yu Shizi's kindness, An Sheng should remember it from the bottom of his heart, and repay it another day." ”

"How do you repay the spring?"

Yu Jingyun pressed forward step by step, gently tugging the corners of his lips, but what exuded was a terrifying coldness.

An Sheng couldn't help but take two steps back.

If Yu Shizi wants to ask for a reward, An Sheng can help you dredge the meridians, invigorate blood and eliminate stasis, and strengthen the body, which is better than any panacea in this world."

Leng Nanxian walked out of the house, looked at the two, and spoke indifferently, rescuing An Sheng's predicament.

An Sheng couldn't help but lower his eyes and purse his lips and smile, and the warm wind was warm, and the wind was in full bloom. When I raised my eyes again, it was like two dazzling warm suns jumping in my eyes.

With that smile, Yu Jingyun only felt that the bad luck in his stomach had dissipated a lot for no reason, as if he had seen the sun through the clouds, and he even became cheerful.

"A girl with a pair of fragrant hands holding needles is embroidered and painted red, but you are partial to learn this bloody acupuncture technique, which is really confused. If someone is not blessed, the cold doctor will keep it for himself, and it will not be in vain to teach your own careful teaching. ”

He walked straight around Ansheng and strutted with his head held high.

"This jade brand ......"

"What I sent out by Yu Jingyun has absolutely no reason to take it back."

Leng Nanxian smiled slightly, and ordered Qianzhou on the side: "Qianzhou, take a recipe for liver fire and hand it to the guards at the door." Also, tell them to send two rosewood Taishi chairs as soon as possible, the old rules, the best quality. ”

Yu Jingyun didn't reply: "No, send six, I will come often in the future, so as not to send trouble one by one." ”

Leng Nanxian was so angry that he couldn't pay for his life, and added: "Then you have to remember the rules of my medicine house, the clinic will only be opened every 369, please be early if you are sick." ”

Yu Jingyun had already walked to the door, and with a wave of his hand, a few thin bamboos planted at the door were broken at the waist, and after groaning and groaning twice, the stumps and broken leaves fell to the ground, and the two hens that ran out of the courtyard flew up.

An Sheng was dumbfounded.

This Yu Shizi is really sick.

The brocade-clothed guards at the door withdrew like flowing water, and Yu Jingyun walked out of the gate of the medicine house, got on his horse and whipped his whip, and immediately left in high spirits.

Qianzhou muttered quietly: "This prince's temper is getting bigger and bigger. ”

Leng Nanxian stood at the door with his hands in his hands, and said indifferently: "The pride of the sky, it is reasonable to grow up being praised and touted, and to have a big temper. ”

An Sheng twisted his face and asked Leng Nanxian suspiciously, "Master, what is he doing here?" But because of the futile incident, it annoyed him? ”

Leng Nanxian rolled up his sleeves and said indifferently: "You are too worried." He was just very ill and came to see him. ”

An Sheng will be suspicious: "Then what happened to Gonggong Wen that he just mentioned?" ”

Leng Nanxian turned around and went back to the house, only throwing a word to An Sheng: "I don't know." ”

An Sheng chased in heavily: "He said that Gonggong Wen is now down, is it true that you say it?" ”

"If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, Wen Qing has done all the bad things over the years, and there is nothing unusual about receiving retribution."

An Sheng suddenly realized, no wonder the Xue family suddenly became abnormal to himself a few days ago, it is hard to guarantee that it is not a mistake to think that Wen Qing's downfall is his own doing. is such a coincidence, but he let himself pick up the cheap for nothing. So it's a bit complacent.

"It's just great, if Gonggong Wen can't make waves, then the Dragon Boat Festival will be safe and sound, and I don't have to worry about it...... Master seems to have known about this news for a long time? Otherwise, why were you so confident a few days ago? ”

Leng Nanxian leaned over and picked up a pen wash that fell on the ground, and shook his head: "You look too highly at your master and me, I don't leave the house, and I live in seclusion, and I don't hear anything outside the window, where do you have this ability?" ”

An Sheng thought about it and felt that it was too, his eyebrows were full of joy, and he smiled crookedly.

"I seem to have had a lot of luck lately, and fortune should be coming."

"Really?" Leng Nanxian glanced at her coldly: "Take this pile of messy 'wealth' on the ground to Sister-in-law Feng's kitchen, and your firewood luck will be better." ”

"Huh?" An Sheng glanced worriedly at the chairs scattered on the ground, this chair was a fine red sandalwood, hundreds of years of maturity, the selection of materials and thick, all heavy as iron, but a hard work.

And when it is used to cook rice, it is really a heavenly thing.

Leng Nanxian glanced at her dissatisfiedly: "How have you seen how fat you have become in the past few days?" Don't want to do more? The limbs are not diligent, and the grains are not divided. ”

"Where did I get fat? Sister-in-law Feng said that I was too thin. An Sheng muttered unconvinced.

Leng Nanxian looked at her with some amusement: "Compared with Sister-in-law Feng, you are indeed much thinner. ”

An Sheng was ridiculed for being fat, and he was quite unconvinced, so he retracted his stomach and pinched his thin waist with his hands: "Compared with anyone, I'm not fat!" ”

As soon as Leng Nanxian raised her hand, she finally couldn't help pinching her face, fulfilling her impulses in the past few days. There is no water, and it seems to be different from what I imagined. But the tentacles are slippery, like egg whites, slippery, soft, and a little lovely.

"You look in the bronze mirror and look at your face, which was not the size of a palm, but now it is round."

An Sheng's face, as Leng Nanxian put down his hand, immediately "soared" red, as if the morning sun suddenly broke free from the shackles of dawn, and in the blink of an eye, the eastern sky was rendered red, and with it, there was an inexplicable heat.

Leng Nanxian's fingertips were a little calloused, slightly rough, and Ansheng's heart began to become flustered, she pretended to be angry and bent down, hurriedly began to clean up the messy firewood on the ground, and pouted childishly: "From then on, I will only eat vegetarian." ”

Leng Nanxian saw that she was angry, a little funny, and deliberately teased: "The childishness has not been taken off, and there is naturally baby fat on the face." Even if you are so hungry and emaciated, there is not much flesh on your face. It's better to work more, and when it's mature, it's naturally different. ”

An Sheng picked up a few chair legs on the ground, hugged them in his arms, and muttered in a low voice: "I haven't grown a beard yet, so I am old-fashioned and naΓ―ve." ”

Her voice was small, as thin as a gnat, and Leng Nanxian turned around: "Huh? Muttering something? ”

An Sheng turned his back to him and shrugged quietly: "No, I didn't say anything, just said that I should be diligent in the future." ”

Leng Nanxian curled the corners of her lips funny, this little girl is no longer in awe of herself now, and she dares to whisper bad things about herself.

Don't you know that his ears are naturally sensitive, and they are different from ordinary people.

"The day after tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the medicine house will rest for a day."

"Huh?" An Sheng, who was about to go out, suddenly paused with a sad face: "However, I want to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with you, Master." ”

"Aren't we all together every day?" Leng Nanxian said indifferently.

"But the Mid-Autumn Festival is different, there is a moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, the best scene of the year!" An Sheng said seriously: "In such a situation, you should live with the best people." ”

Leng Nanxian snorted softly: "I don't want to go back to the Xia family, I still have to say it so fresh and refined." The Mid-Autumn Festival is naturally about reuniting with your family. ”

An Sheng wanted to say something more, but he died down again. Master is right, the Mid-Autumn Festival should naturally be spent with the family, and the Master should also have his own family, so how can he stay with a dead face?

Disappointed, she bit her lower lip gloomily, let out a disappointed "um", and went out with the log.

Leng Nanxian stood in place, pondered for a moment, and then reached out and touched his smooth chin, thoughtful.