Zheng Quqi glared, too much, how could he curse himself like this?

Seeing his beloved bird, no, it was the bird who had more affection for him, but he ruthlessly drove him away, leaving her the one who planned to anger him?

Anyway, he is sometimes quite ruthless with himself.

Don't let go of yourself, and don't let go of her.

Zheng Quqi saw that he couldn't leave, so he immediately straightened his attitude: "I originally sent you medicine, but it can be seen that you don't seem to be so serious...... Ay? What happened to you? ”

She was just halfway through this, but she saw Yu Wensheng propping up his palm on the windowsill, lowering his neck, looking unsteady and extremely uncomfortable.

He kept it like this for a while, and then said in a low voice: "It's okay, it's just that Fang Cai suddenly felt a little dizzy......"

"Why are you suddenly dizzy?" Zheng Quqi was puzzled.

Seeing that she didn't seem to believe it, Yu Wensheng coldly lifted his thin and soft eyelids, his pale white lips were slightly curved, and he laughed at himself: "Am I going to lie to you?" ”

Also, what did he lie to her about?

Like, it's not good.

Zheng Quqi couldn't think of a reason why he did this deliberately, so he smiled apologetically and stepped forward to help him sit on the edge of the bed.

"You seem to be a little hot?" She was startled, subconsciously reached out and touched his forehead, and found that the temperature was not quite right: "Have you not had a fever in the past few days?" ”

Yu Wensheng's forehead was against her palm, and the temperature that was neither hot nor cold made him very comfortable.

He narrowed his eyes slightly like a sound black cat, soft and shining, and it was very easy for people to let go of their defenses.

"What is fever?"

"It's just, it's your fever that hasn't gotten better?" The alarm bell was ringing in her heart, and as soon as he approached, she withdrew her hand.

Yu Wensheng raised his eyes: "I don't know, maybe it's getting better, maybe it's not getting better." ”

When Zheng Quqi heard it, he was really convinced, every time he was unwell, was he so willful?

"I have medicine here, I'll soak it for you to drink first, and if it doesn't get better at night, I'll take the medicine powder and water to wipe your body."

He asked slowly, "Do you have medicine?" So where did this medicine come from? ”

Zheng Quqi was a little squeaky when he asked.

"If you prepared the medicine for me early in the morning, why did you wait until now to take it out?" He continued to be aggressive.

Zheng Quqi said, you listen to my quibbles: "I...... Before, I thought you were going to be fine, and you took the medicine just in case. ”

Yu Wensheng laughed, there was a lot of disappointment and loss in that laughter, and he asked: "Zheng Quqi, do you still think I am your husband?" ”

Zheng Quqi is now a big man with two heads, she thought to herself, whether she recognizes that the two of them are already nominal husband and wife, and this matter can't be faked.

Some people say that a sick woman is sentimental, and she thinks that a sick man is not far behind.

"If I don't admit it, I won't think about getting medicine for you."

"But you took the medicine, but you didn't give it to me."

"I—I'm not going to give it to you now?"

"So, I ask you, why is it only given now?"

Zheng Quqi was speechless.

She, she thought, whatever she said now was wrong anyway, so she just shut up and forget it, so that he would have to have a fever and have to fight with her.

"Don't discuss these things now, I'll go to the inn room to boil water for you to make medicinal tea, and you wait for me in the room."

With that, she got up.

"I'm not thirsty."

With a word, he told her to leave at a fixed pace, and she turned her head and said patiently: "This is medicine, not water, and you have to drink it even if you are not thirsty." ”

But Yu Wensheng had a temper tantrum, and he smiled hypocritically and said gently and considerately: "Anyway, I haven't drunk medicine for so many days, and I haven't died, so I don't have to trouble you too much." ”

The last time Zheng Quqi was so speechless was the last time.

“…… I admit that I have been patronizing and worrying about the Jichun Craftsman Association these days, ignoring your physical condition, not caring enough about you, you are sick now, I will take the responsibility of a wife and take good care of you, is it okay? She also asked with a hypocritical and gentle smile.

Yu Wensheng's smile turned thicker, covered his mouth and carved lightly, and said, "Yes, if Mrs. has a heart, then it will trouble Mrs." ”

"No trouble, no trouble."

She raised a virtuous smile, but as soon as she went out the door, the smile fell heavily.

What happened to Yu Wensheng?

always feels that his every move, word and deed at the moment is too suspicious, unlike him in normal times, but with her head, he can't guess what he wants to do.

When she came to the kitchen of the inn, she casually found an excuse, borrowed a stove and a pot from the kitchen people, and boiled a pot of boiling water to soak the herbs.

In view of Yu Wensheng's special and noble status, it is best not to eat these things in the hands of outsiders, in case the assassins take advantage of these people.

The packet of herbs given to her by the military doctor is burned, and after only a few minutes of brewing with boiling water, it will give off a strong smell of Chinese medicine, and the water will turn dark brown.

After brewing, Zheng Quqi suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to ask the military doctor, how to take this?

If you drink it as tea, you still drink it three times a day? Will there be any bad effects on drinking too much?

Otherwise, she thought, let's drink a small amount of it first and see how it reacts.

When he brought the medicinal tea upstairs, he met Fu Rong on the way, and there was no one around, so he nodded to her and said, "Madam, if you are free at night, my subordinates will change a new one for you that can be worn for a long time." ”

Zheng Quqi thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll go over to your place at night." ”

The two talked about business, and Fu Rong looked at the thing she was holding in her hand: "Madam, what is this?" ”

I smelled a bitter smell of Chinese medicine from a distance.

Zheng Quqi said: "Your general is sick, I grabbed some medicinal tea for him, and now it is brewed and served to him, speaking of which, didn't you notice where he was uncomfortable all the way?" ”

Fu Rong was stunned: "No, ......"

Seeing that he really didn't know, Zheng Quqi only pretended to be good at Yu Wensheng's superficial skills, and didn't let anyone notice his condition.

"Forget it, then I'll go up first."

After the others left, Fu Rong happened to meet Wang Zebang, although the two of them don't talk speculatively for more than half a sentence on weekdays, but at this moment he was suspicious, so he called him and asked: "Zebang, is our general uncomfortable?" Along the way, isn't it normal for me to look at everything? ”

Wang Zebang stopped, frowned, and asked, "Who did you listen to this?" ”

Fu Rong immediately said: "Madam, she also grabbed medicinal tea for the general to drink." ”

When Wang Zebang heard this, he probably reacted to what was going on: "...... I know, the general is fine, even if there is something, he is just uncomfortable, and now that his wife takes care of him personally, it is estimated that he will be comfortable. ”

After listening to this, Fu Rong seemed to understand and said: "Is that so?" The general is also quite hypocritical...... No, it's quite dependent on Madame. ”

Wang Zebang heard him say this kind of thing this time, but his face did not show any particularly uncomfortable look.

Fu Rong thought he would be furious: "What's wrong with you, why are you so calm?" ”

His startled appearance made Wang Zebang incomprehensible.

"What's wrong with me?"

Fu Rong was surprised: "What's wrong?" If it were you on weekdays, as soon as you heard that the general's wife brought medicinal tea to the general, you would definitely run up immediately to take over, you don't trust your wife to take care of the general, but now, you have no reaction when you hear this, indifferent? Wang Zebang, you've changed. ”

Wang Zebang didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he just said calmly: "The general and the general's wife, they are two husbands and wives, we are subordinates, we must remember our identities, and don't get involved in things that shouldn't be involved." ”

"You've finally figured it out, you." Fu Rong blinked.

Wang Zebang squinted at him: "What about you?" You seem to have a different attitude from before, and you have figured it out? ”

Fu Rongcai didn't accept his ridicule, he said mysteriously: "Because I found something ......"

Generally, the purpose of breaking a sentence like this is to lead others to ask questions.

"What's the matter?" Wang Zebang really asked.

Fu Rong raised his eyebrows: "That's ...... I can't tell you right now, but I'll go to the dock to see if our 'goods' have arrived. ”

Wang Zebang glanced at him angrily, but when he was leaving, he still advised: "Be careful on the road." ”

"I know, my biggest skill is to be cautious."

——

The third floor of the Jinxing Inn is generally not for sale, because it is specially reserved for the owner to be exclusive.

In a room facing the main street, there is a man standing by the window, taking in all the things that have happened before.

His expression changed from disdain and surprise at the beginning to surprise at the end, and after a series of mood changes, he could no longer resist and happily planned to go down and make friends with that Ye country craftsman.

But I didn't want to, and at this time, a man with terrifying skills appeared out of nowhere and destroyed their relief doorpost.

He was so angry that he slapped his palm on the desk on the spot—and then he held his hand and jumped to his feet in pain.

Damn it, this goddamn table is so hard! It hurts him to death!

The shopkeeper hurried up, but when he saw his own owner, he was so angry that his face turned red, so he hurriedly nodded and said: "Owner, that person doesn't look simple, he broke the doorpost with one palm, it can be seen that his martial arts attainments are amazing, and we can't do it easily for the time being." ”

"Find out where it came from?" The proprietor asked coldly.

The shopkeeper wiped the sweat that ran out in a hurry, and shook his head: "I can't find out, the other party is all some people with tight mouths, and they can't pry any valuable information at all, I only know that they are from Ye Guo, but look at their style, they are either officials or Jianghu sects, in short, they don't look like ordinary people." ”

The proprietor was impatient to listen to that person's affairs, and continued to investigate if he couldn't find out, he asked: "That Ye craftsman is also here to join the Jichun Craftsman Union?" ”

"That's right, he's got all the wooden tools with him."

"You say, is there a chance that he will be shortlisted?"

"This ...... It's a little hard to say, but all those who participate in the Jichun Craftsman Union are not ordinary craftsmen, and the kung fu is all amazing, so it is difficult to judge the small ones just by his hand carving. ”

The proprietor waved his hand: "No, no, anyway, I don't expect our broken inn to be able to live a finalist of the Jichun Craftsman Union, but you said that if we ask her to help our inn and redesign a dazzling façade, you say, will it be like a cloud?" ”

"It's possible, this Ye craftsman is not only outstanding, but also quite thoughtful."

"I think so, his carving is both creative and innovative, and he is indeed a little better than me, and I would love to meet him in person."

The shopkeeper asked, "Do you need to arrange a small one?" ”

The proprietor raised his head arrogantly: "No need, I'll go to see her myself." ”

——

Zheng Quqi brought the medicinal tea, but when she went back, she saw that Yu Wensheng was asleep, she put the medicinal tea on the table, and wanted to leave, but she was afraid that he was pretending to be asleep, and she would have a yin and yang anger again in a while.

So she sat down at the table and waited.

Suddenly, she saw a slender piece of paper on the table, curled up, and she guessed that it was a secret letter from the bird earlier.

She glanced at Yu Wensheng and then at the letter, but she didn't move.

I mainly think that this secret letter is so clearly placed here, how can it feel like a trap for tempting crimes?

However, she didn't move, but a gust of wind blew the thin paper over, and then she, with excellent dynamic vision, could see what was written clearly at a glance, even if it was unintentional.

"The coup d'état between the DPRK and China, seeking victory in the face of danger, please give instructions."

What do you mean?

Korea-China coup, which country's Korea-China coup? Ye country or another country?

Win in the face of danger......

Win in the face of danger......

"What are you thinking, looking so serious and panicked?"

A moving magnetic voice approached behind her, and as soon as Zheng Quqi turned around, he met Yu Wensheng, who got up and came behind her at some point.

She licked her lips nervously and said, "I...... I accidentally saw your letters, and I swear, I really didn't mean to read it, it was the wind that blew ......"

"Just look at it, I don't have anything to hide from you." Yu Wensheng interrupted her.

“…… Oh. ”

"What is this?"

He gestured with his eyes to the medicinal tea she had placed on the table.

"This is a medicinal tea for you to drink, and now the temperature is about the same, you hurry up and drink a bowl."

He didn't refuse, he took a sip when he picked it up: "It's so bitter." ”

"Then you can eat a candy."

"But my hands are inconvenient, you can help me take one out."

He spread his hand, revealing the bag of sugar hanging from his waist.

Zheng Quqi saw that he was holding a bowl in one hand, and it was indeed inconvenient to untie it, so he stepped forward to untie the sugar bag and poured out a piece of sugar, and was about to hand it to him, but when he saw him bend down, he gently took the sugar in his mouth and also took a small piece of sensitive fingertips from her.

"With sugar, it's really not bitter."

Zheng Quqi froze, staring straight at him for a while, not knowing how to react.

Was he flirting with her?

However, the scene seemed so familiar, and some images of her drunken life flashed through her mind.

"Because, this is punishment, you have to feed me."

Her face suddenly turned red.

Help, why are the other pictures blurry, but it reminds her of this scene!

"What are you thinking? Do you know what you look like right now, and it's particularly fascinating? Yu Wensheng was holding sugar, and even his smile seemed to be stained with a layer of frosty white sugar.

Zheng Quqi looked at him.

She felt that he was not a fever, but a complaint!

"Aren't you feeling bad? Don't get dizzy? Then I'm ......"

"I feel a little cold," he said. ”

"Then you hurry up and go to the bed and lie down, the quilt won't be cold."

"But the bed is cold."

Zheng Quqi gasped, he wanted her to do such a thing as warming the bed? Don't!

At night, Zheng Quqi, who was lying inside, pulled the big quilt tightly and was already asleep, while Yu Wensheng, who was lying outside, was not sleepy, he tried to reach out and gently rubbed her soft and warm cheeks.

At this moment, he suddenly sensed something, got up and walked to the window, and saw a figure standing there quietly on the street diagonally below.

(End of chapter)