Ming Zheng groggy had a dream, dreaming of the first half of his life, after completing nine years of compulsory education, and then a twelve-year education, at that time I was ignorant, unwell, always serious and minor illnesses, although it was a minor illness, but also getting drowsy, thinking that it should also be weak.

It doesn't seem to be serious, but it's always three days to run to the hospital, the doctor's words can be big or small, talking about three or five days of major illness, and the healers are counted in years, and those with minor illnesses or more are also dozens of time, plus many problems in menstruation, and now the time to be free every month is only seven or eight days, which is an indescribable hurdle.

Ming Zheng smelled a strange smell in his nose, as if it was the fragrance of a certain drug, and when he opened his eyes, he couldn't tell where he was for a moment, as if time had not walked, but stopped at a leisurely time in the shade of the green trees in the afternoon.

However, when Ming Zheng completely opened her eyes and listened to the panicked sound in her ears, which made her ears buzz and hurt, she saw seven or eight witch doctors waiting in front of her, and the mixed thoughts flowed back into her mind in an instant, and she couldn't help but shudder deeply.

Ming Zheng looked at the walnut-colored coffee table carved with a deep texture, the carvings of the partition were antique, and the wood all over the room made her come back to her senses all of a sudden, and couldn't help muttering, where is this?

No, she wore it again.

But after taking a closer look, I always feel that this place is very familiar. Besides, she still has small arms and legs, her body is weak, her eyes are dark, and even walking is very difficult, and she is the same as before, which makes her dispel strange thoughts again.

I looked and looked, and finally saw a familiar head in the crowd, the witch doctor Yuheng. She looked at Yu Heng directly, twisted the hem of her clothes, and asked in a low voice. "Where is this?"

Yu Heng saw that the little young master still recognized him, and a smile tugged at his face. "This is the young master's hall, there are few people on weekdays, so it is convenient for the young master to recuperate. ”

Seeing that Yuheng's tone was a lot more submissive, Ming Zheng was stunned for a moment.

"In the future, the little young master's food and clothing will be taken care of by me. Yu Heng said, the texture left by the years in the corners of his eyes, he smiled slightly, his eyebrows were charitable, very gentle, and people couldn't help but feel close.

Mingzheng: "........." If she remembers correctly, this is the Sanssouci Palace. She really didn't expect that Pei Zhenliu really didn't shy away from getting her into the Sanssouci Palace.

Although I don't know what Pei Zhuliu's brain circuit is, his attitude also shows everyone that he recognizes Mingzheng. It's no wonder that many people in the Demon Hall who see the wind and rudder are deliberately close to and flatter.

This truth is like the emperor in the palace who is close to whomever he is close to, the limelight will turn in whichever way.

Ming Zheng didn't know whether to rejoice in the blessing of misfortune, or to tremble for the good times he would have with Pei Zhuliu in his future life.

Yu Heng pricked Ming Zheng with two needles in his hand, and after putting some blood, he brought up a bowl of medicine and a bowl of porridge separately, and that night it was going to be a black paste made into a ball, like the legendary dog skin paste sticking together, then it was really clear soup and vegetarian water, and there were a few grains of scarce rice floating in the turbid rice water, which looked a little bitter.

Ming Zheng pricked his own hand with a needle, glanced at Yu Heng with a smile on his face, and finally turned his gaze to the bowl of black medicine.

For some reason, Yu Heng's posture of taking medicine was very similar to the poisonous apple that the queen gave to Snow White.........

Ming Zheng was terrified in his heart, he didn't cry or make trouble on his face, and after drinking the medicine with an expressionless face, he spooned a few grains of thin rice into his mouth one by one. Yu Heng looked at Ming Zheng so well-behaved and sensible, and rewarded her with a look of pity.

When it was time to take a nap in the afternoon, Ming Zheng swayed his feet, and always felt very hungry when he sat on the floor, and especially wanted to eat spicy hot skewers, boiled beef in sour soup, sauerkraut fish, spicy chicken legs, fried squid, sizzling duck intestines, stewed chicken soup with mushrooms, lobster dipping in sauce, and roast pigeon.........

Add a little garlic to the spicy tang, add a little chili pepper to the skewers, and put a little beef sauce. Add a little parsley. One vegetarian, one meat and one soup. There is also a soup mixed with a little rice. Thinking like this, Mingzheng became even hungrier. She almost felt her soul out of her body, floating in the air, and she could hear her stomach rumbling.

Ming Zheng's small arms and legs went to serve a bowl of tea to satisfy his hunger.

I just thought about it and survived the night, but at night my stomach was very hungry, hungry, and it was always difficult to swallow the white water or the smell of medicine in my mouth. When Yuheng came again, Ming Zheng frowned as if he was asleep, and his whole body was facing away from everyone, but he didn't want to use medicine.

The more hungry and thirsty I became, the more my thoughts became more and more complicated, thinking of something delicious. Thinking about it, saliva secretion became more and more diligent.

Yu Heng didn't know what Ming Zheng was thinking sullenly, so he told him, looked at Ming Zheng, shook his head and left.

Ming Zheng pretended to be asleep and really fell asleep unconsciously, and then when he woke up, there was no one in front of the bed.

Ming Zheng got up a little dazed, and the people serving at the door heard the movement and hurriedly came in to serve.

Ming Zheng sat on the collapse with a pale face, his expression was lost, and the small one, with a pitiful appearance, was pitiful. When they saw this, they thought that Ming Zheng wanted to see the young master, and he didn't think about the tea and didn't swallow it.

So Ah San, who was left by the young master to take care of Ming Mingzheng, spoke up and persuaded: The young master has just left, and it is too late today, and he should come tomorrow. ”

Mingzheng looked at Ah Sang in a daze, obviously getting along in the past few days, Ah Sang was familiar in Ming Zheng's eyes.

Ming Zheng sighed lowly, the people who waited in front of the big people were a little different, and they were used to talking.

Obviously he didn't come, or just came to take a look, Ah Sang said that the young master had been waiting anxiously all day......

Finally, the young master happened to rush back to rest, and Ah Sang said that he cared for him in every way, but unfortunately the young master had just left when she woke up......

The young master just passed by here, or obviously just mentioned it casually, and Ah Sang was going to say that he was worried about his stomach and talked about it all day long.........

Moreover, it was clear that everyone was just doing their own thing, doing their own thing, and was not affected, but Ah Sang said: Everyone is worried about her, and it is difficult to swallow the wine and meat......

Besides, Ming Zheng knows Pei Zhenliu's character. So even if this is the Sanssouci Palace, presumably in Pei Zhenliu's heart, he just put an extra ornament in the hall.

Mingzheng is like a mirror in her heart, but everyone loves to listen to good words, and she loves to listen to them too.

However, as an ornament, it is also placed closer to Pei Zhenliu.

Ming Zheng used to be a benevolent writer, writing about the sick and delicate.

So Pei Zhenliu doesn't like anything, but he doesn't use words such as killing people when he sees them, moody and so on. It's just that this plot collapsed, and Ming Zheng didn't know if Pei Zhenliu's personality had also changed greatly. But Ming Zheng looked at Pei Zhenliu left and right, which can be regarded as a normal person, and can even be regarded as gentle and polite.

If Ming Zheng met an inexplicable person who came to confess her relatives and had an extra daughter out of thin air, she would also be extremely embarrassed, how could she be as good-tempered as Pei Zhenliu, so she should be grateful, but it didn't prevent her from looking at the clear soup and white water and still couldn't eat......

This scene, however, in Ah San's eyes, was that Ming Zheng thought about the young master for several days in a row, and he couldn't eat.

So when it was time to eat in the evening, Ah Sang mentioned a few more words with Pei Zhenliu. Pei Zhenliu's eyebrows sank, and he glanced at Ah Sang coldly, noncommittal. Ah Shang smiled sarcastically on his face.

"Then I'm going to see her. For a long time, Pei Zhenliu opened his mouth casually.

"You're really going to see it. Ah Shang was stunned for a moment, and thought in his heart, the young master actually said this, it must not be because of Ah San's words to see the Ming Zheng, but because the young master originally wanted to see the Ming Zheng, otherwise who could influence the young master's mind.

It's just that Ah Shang is even more dissatisfied with this little guy of unknown origin in his heart, Ah Shang is close to the young master, even if he goes to the Buddha country, he is inseparable from the young master, Ah Shang is most aware of the young master's character, and feels that the young master of his family has done a big wrong, and he is a little resentful. Ahsan was smiling and pandering.

Ming Zheng didn't expect that when she woke up, she opened her eyes and saw Pei Zhenliu sitting there, she was really scared to the point of cold sweat on her head, and thought it was a dream several times.

Pei Zhenliu was holding a book in his hand, his five fingers were together, his eyes were drooping, and his long eyelashes were black and dense, like crow feathers.

When you look closely, it is as glamorous as a Chinese painting focusing on gongbi, and the beautiful face is like the bright moon in the sky.

Ming Zheng crossed Pei Zhenliu and looked out of the window, the light slanted into the window, and through the window lattice, you could vaguely see the flowers falling outside.

She didn't know whether to wonder if it was blooming outside at this time, or whether she should wonder if Pei Zhenliu appeared on the edge of her collapse at this time.

Ming Zheng was panicked in his heart, always thinking about whether Pei Zhenliu would think about killing himself secretly.

But if you want to kill her, you don't have to bother trying to save her. Ming Zheng thought about it again, did he want to ask something from his mouth, but he really didn't know anything, and was thinking about what to say, Pei Zhenliu raised his eyes lightly, and met Ming Zheng's eyes.

Pei Zhenliu rarely smiled at Ming Zheng, "Are you better?" ”

Ming Zheng felt a little strange, and couldn't help but look at him twice, then lowered his head and opened his mouth. "It's better. ”

I really didn't know what to say, but when I met Pei Zhenliu's rare gentle gaze, the Ming Zheng ghost blurted out, "Dad!"

Pei Zhenliu frowned, as if he didn't understand what it meant, so Ming Zheng saw that this was not good, and he relieved his tone again, and took the initiative to explain, "What does Daddy mean." ”

Ming Zheng sneered. "Our dialect over there. ”

Pei Zhenliu frowned, and then he was relieved, looking like a very good talker. It's like Pei Zhenliu's smooth life.