Chapter Ninety-One: Life of Recuperation
It was rainy again, and the rain seemed to have no end, He Zengkuan took the bamboo umbrella and put it under the eaves, and when he turned around, he saw Lin Qingqing standing in the door and looking at him with a smile.
"It's windy outside, and you don't want your legs, do you?" After a few days of getting along, he actually liked this simple-hearted girl more and more, and hugged the medicine box and drove her into the house.
Lin Qingqing shrunk his neck aggrievedly and gave him the place, "Only when you come, I can open the door to see, you come and go freely, but you forget that I am a canary." ”
It is inconvenient to say much about the royal affairs, and He Zengkuan, who works in the hospital, could not know this truth.
He turned around and put the medicine box on the table, still glaring at Lin Qingqing fiercely, "Ambition is ambition, don't make those excuses." ”
After speaking, he sighed silently, softened his tone and said: "It's been raining recently, and when the sky clears, my Royal Highness Yang Liu will let you go out for a walk." ”
"There won't be a sunny time." Lin Qingqing looked at the sky outside thoughtfully, "As soon as autumn passes, it will be a long winter, how can there be a sunny time." ”
Of course, He Zengkuan would not simply think that what she said was really sunny weather, but opened the medicine box with only his eyes, nose and nose, "Sit on the stool, I will diagnose your pulse." ”
Lin Qingqing opened his mouth, revealing a playful smile, and sat on the chair obediently, letting his three fingers pinch his wrist, and smiling from time to time.
"Still laughing! Still laughing! He Zeng's gray beard jumped angrily, and even the wrinkles on his face were a little obvious.
After that, he pushed her hand far away, "Your illness is no longer serious, although the root of the disease has not been cleared, but with time to recuperate, there will be no major problems." ”
Lin Qingqing twisted his wrist indifferently, took a big red apple and handed it to him, "Do you want to eat it?" The new picks were delivered from the outskirts of the city this morning, and they were crispy. ”
Seeing that he didn't answer, he withdrew his hand with a pout, took a big bite from himself, and said with a smile: "I said that I have eaten Ma Ma Xiang recently, and I have slept Ma Ma Sweet, it turns out that my illness is about to be cured." ”
"You!" He Zeng flicked his long sleeves angrily, "Self-deception!" Sleep well, huh? What is the black pitch under the eyelids? What is the smell of eating? Yellow tongue coating! Accumulate food on fire! Are you really a doctor for nothing? ”
Lin Qingqing hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, "Isn't it hard for you to run back and forth every day, I just changed places, recognized the bed, and delayed a few days." ”
He Zengkuan sneered, "Okay, okay, you continue to make it up, I said that your physical illness is no longer serious, but I didn't say that your heart disease was cured, and now you are still looking for tricks to deceive me!" ”
"Don't dare, who doesn't know that your Dr. Zheng is a wonderful rejuvenation." Lin Qingqing's heart was weak, and he hurriedly raised his hands to surrender.
He Zengkuan shook his head helplessly, "Heart disease still needs heart medicine, but I can't ask about the things in your heart, only you can untie the knot." ”
Lin Qingqing still smiled brightly, and nodded again and again, "No problem, make sure to complete the task!" ”
Anxiously holding his forehead, He Zengkuan picked up the medicine box and walked outside the house, whispering as he walked: "What a sin, maintaining it to this age, but letting a little girl break her skills, a big taboo, a big taboo." ”
Lin Qingqing looked at his back and smiled happily, thinking about simply asking Zhao Qi another day to calculate the name of the Great Demon King of the Taihe Mixed World.
The big-eyed maid was holding a chestnut, and she happened to meet He Zengkuan, and saw Lin Qingqing with a smug face.
She laughed and said, "Girl, are you making fun of Mr. Zheng again?" ”
Turning to look at the back of shaking his head again and again, "Doctor Zheng is well-maintained, this matter is well-known among the mothers in the palace, and there is one that flows into the people and is called thunder and steady, as stable as a rock, and it is not possible to be in a hurry about anything, and you must treat it calmly, but I didn't expect him to be a monk but he planted a heel in you." ”
Lin Qingqing picked up a hairy chestnut, peeled it and quickly stuffed it into his mouth, and replied intermittently, "He's ...... I agree...... The thousand-year-old turtle is the king of ten thousand years...... One is more stable than the other, if only they could have their spirit......"
Before she finished speaking, the big-eyed maid hurriedly covered her mouth, glanced out of the door, and whispered: "Doctor Zheng hasn't left yet, dare to compare him with the turtle and Wang Ba, and carefully when he hears it, he will turn around and prick you with a silver needle." ”
Lin Qingqing suddenly retracted, staring at the clever eyes and turning around, "Fortunately, there are you, his needle, wow, it can be three or four inches long, but you can't pierce me." ”
The big-eyed maid smiled helplessly and stood aside to pour copper soup on the woman.
She instantly put away the smile on her face and became lifeless like a sculpture.
On the second day of entering the palace, Bai Zhiyu sent a big-eyed maid and a few maids in the inner courtyard, all of whom could talk to her on weekdays, and Pai Gow also played well.
In front of Zhao Kuangyan, she asked him: "Didn't you once say that you would take me away, the fireworks in March in the south of the Yangtze River, the wild sand dancing in the north, the ice and snow in the extreme north, I suddenly wanted to see it." ”
He only smiled gently, "When you really want to go, I will definitely take you there." ”
"I want to go now!" She stubbornly raised her little face and regarded Zhao Kuangyan's embarrassed face as nothing.
"Lin Qingqing." Bai Zhiyu glanced at Zhao Kuangyan, turned his head and fixed his gaze on her, "Don't let me do what I regret, otherwise my efforts over the years will be in vain." ”
Saying that, he breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm afraid that you're bored, so I asked a few people to take care of you, and you can still play pai gow when you're fine, don't wronged yourself." ”
This is how the round-faced girl was sent to the Seven Princes' Mansion, and there was also a little guy who played pai gow together on the Shangyuan Festival.
As soon as he came, he shouted, "Childe is not here this time, Miss Lin has to prepare her purse." ”
The big-eyed maid quarreled with him, "The son is not here, and I am still letting go, let's join forces to beat you, are you still afraid of you." ”
The two of them looked cautiously in the direction of Lin Qingqing as they spoke, as if they were speculating on her thoughts, and desperately thinking of things that could make her happy.
"Girl, girl, what do you want?" The big-eyed maid held the copper soup woman and called her softly.
Lin Qingqing came back to his senses, and hurriedly pulled out a little smile, "It's nothing, it's just that I haven't played pai gow for a while, and my hands are still a little itchy." ”
"What's so difficult about this, the people from the Li Mansion are waiting for you to open this mouth." The big-eyed maid smiled and stuffed the soup woman into her hand, "You try this thing first, the son ordered someone to fight a few days ago, and as soon as it is good, I will send it to let me stare at the girl." ”
"It's not winter yet, and I'm not a glass doll." Lin Qingqing held it in his hand and opened the brocade bag to take a closer look.
Sure enough, it was a customized version, with a shiny brass side carved with a famous woman opening half a window, leaning sideways on the windowsill, her eyebrows rolling.
On the one hand, a man is painted holding a quilt in his hand, holding a small object in one hand, his expression is flying, his mouth is wide open, and he seems to be talking hard.
She sneered, her hands tightened slightly, "It's really embarrassing for him, he wants to do these gadgets, isn't he busy with official business?" ”