Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife

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Finally, seven seventy-four forty-nine needles were finished, and the sweat of the fish had soaked the entire bed, and the old lady and the phoenix and the **** were tired and half dead.

When I saw Feng Yu, I let Huang Quan put the silver needle away, and wiped my hand, while at the same time faintly said: "This is really a strange disease, and Auntie will take the needle a little later, I am afraid that the big sister will not wake up in this life. ”

The old lady was afraid after a while, and could not help but rush to Feng Xiaoyuan: "Thanks to me, I called the aunt to come over, and then you asked those quacks, and delayed the fish. You regret it and regret it."

Feng Xiaoyuan felt that this incident was very embarrassing, especially the resentful eyes of Shen Yu after opening his eyes. Like poisonous cockroaches, he wanted to smash Feng Yu to death. Where is a coma who just woke up?

He seemed to understand what he was looking at. He looked at the hands of the squid that had been riddled with holes. He had a chill in the whole person - it was a sick fish, and he and the old lady both had Feng Yu. The awkward way, the pain of the daughter?

Feng Yuying looked at Feng Xiaoyuan's gaze gradually, knowing that he had thought of it, could not help but pick the corner.

This Fengjia is really more and more interesting!

"Feng Yu!" Feng Xiaoyuan glanced at the daughter with a grin, and he couldn't kill her with her own hands. "You are so sad!"

This is a small voice, which is hard to squeeze out of the teeth.

Feng Yu looked at him with a pair of smart eyes, and suddenly he showed a poppy-like charming and poisonous smile. He said, "What about that?"

Yes! so what?

Feng Xiaoyuan, even if he guessed that the fish was sick, could he say it? Does the fish dare to admit it?

The father and the daughter can't do anything but double recognition. The sinking fish smashed forty-nine needles in vain, and on the surface, they had to be grateful to the people who had the needles, which made them think about it.

"Okay." The old lady wiped her face under the help of Zhao Wei, and then said: "Since the fish has been awake, I am relieved." She told the people in the room: "You help Missy." Change the clothes, change the bedding, and let the sweat soak. Bathing will save the province first, so as to avoid the cold."

The people nodded and started to get busy.

The old lady looked at Feng Yuyu again. All eyes were grateful: "It’s really awkward. I didn’t sleep all night. I called you up today, and my grandmother was really unwilling to go."

Feng Yuxi reassured her: "Grandma, don't say so, don't say that the big sister is the next person. As long as the grandmother says a word, the aunt will definitely help."

The old lady felt that she had a face, and even the aunt was good, then took Feng Yu's hand and walked out of the yard together.

When Feng Qiyuan and Shen Yufu and his wife were left, Feng Yuyuan especially wanted to ask if the disease was loaded. But when he saw the color of resentment of Shen Yu, he felt that there was no need to ask again. The answer is yes, but I don't know if the fish is so sick.

Back to Tongshengxuan, Huang Quan’s laughing laughter finally broke out, holding an old tree in the yard and laughing.

Feng Yuxi patiently waited for her to finish laughing, and then she asked: "As for what?"

Huang Quan nodded hard: "It's too much! Miss you are really hurt, if the king knows it will praise you so much."

Feng Yu 珩 珩, loss? This is also called praise? It’s really ingenious to praise people in the royal palace!

The next day, Feng Yu’s sleep fell to noon. When she woke up, Yao was sitting on her couch and sewing a piece of clothes in her hand.

She sat up and blinked. "How is the mother-in-law here? What is it sewing?"

Yao smiled. "You have made a sub-coat for you and Zirui. You can also sew it after a few stitches."

"Isn't it all enough to make clothes in the house? Why do the mothers spend this thing?" She reached out and touched the white cotton fabric, which was very soft, and it was much better than the one sent by the house.

"This is what you choose from outside the Anzheng, and there are not many materials. It is only enough for one of your three children." Yao put down his hand and reached out to touch Feng Yu's hair. "I used to eat in the mountains." It's not good, your hair is always yellow and thin. Now not only does the hair grow well, but it looks like a beautiful woman."

Feng Yuxi heard some words in Yao’s words, staring at her for a while, and said: “The mother has a word to say, it’s not necessary.”

Yao sighed and grabbed her hand: "Auntie, some mothers don't want to ask, but it's really uncomfortable in my heart. If someone asks in the future, I don't know what to say."

"Mother is to ask me when to learn the archery?" She knows that although the hand that was exposed on the palace banquet was not seen by the eyes, it is impossible for the government to chew on the tongue. Yao has always been a serious matter. People, doubts should also be.

She moved out of a general reason: "The Persian teaches."

“Is there a Persian?” Yao asked.

Feng Yu smiled and smiled. "Mother, you have it, you don't believe it. I am your daughter, it will not harm you."

Yao saw that she did not want to say more, can give such a reason, in fact, it is for her to have a reasonable explanation before the future.

She is helpless, but she is no longer pursued. She only said: "I am your mother, I am only looking forward to you."

After sending away Yao, Feng Yuxi had to think a little more.

Yao has already questioned her. Her "Persian" deceived others, but she couldn't deceive her mother who lived in the mountain village with her.

Today, I just ask, if there are more things that I can’t open in the future, I’m afraid that this knot will be bigger and bigger in my heart.

It seems that I have to find a way to open the distance with Yao, send her to Xiaozhou to accompany Zi Rui?

Feng Yuxi was thinking in his heart, but he also understood that this was an urgent matter. There are too many uncertain factors at the moment. First and foremost, she has to guarantee Yao’s peace and leave her under the eyes. This matter remains to be considered.

On the afternoon of the same day, Qingyu brought back a message: "The stepping house is mourning, and now the entire capital city is talking about the funeral of the Shangshu Shangbu."

She just remembered that the palace was killed by her daughter that night, I was afraid that it was the most depressing method of death under the sun.

"Is the funeral going quite big?" She spoke to Qingyu while eating a snack.

Qingyu poured a bowl of tea for her, and nodded back to the road: "Well, it is a member of the second class, not to mention the face of the step, how can it not be arrogant. Yesterday evening, Qibaozhai was bought a piece of glutinous rice. The slaves later sent people to inquire about it, and it was the step family who bought it."

The so-called 蝉, in fact, is an ancient funerary object, placed in the mouth of the living to do the tongue. The glutinous rice is jade-shaped and has a scorpion shape, meaning that the spirit is not dead, and the regeneration is resurrected. Generally, wealthy people are extremely particular about it. Step family members can go to Qibaozhai to buy glutinous rice. It is obvious that the funeral of the adults is very important.

“Is there any movement in the step house?” The person who walks the most outside is Qingyu, and Feng Yuxi is gradually getting used to something to ask about Qingyu, and he will find the Forgotten and Huangquan.

"Qi Baozhai’s buddy heard the two people chatting about buying a sly, as if the step house had sent a letter to the great general who was far away from the border, asking him to come back and mourn."

Feng Yuxi was very interested in this news, and was very satisfied with the performance of the Qibaozhai folks. She told Qingyu: "Give the guys who heard the news two or two silvers as rewards, and you must also make it clear to them. Don't go out and say anything about everything you hear. Except for you and me, anyone who wants to inquire about the news will have to rely on my waist card." She said that she would give her and thoughts before the old lady entered the palace a few days ago. Rong Jia’s waist card was handed to Qing Yu: “You can see this clearly, use it for the time being, and find the right object later. I will change it.”

Qingyu is a very clever gimmick. When Feng Yu said a few words, she made it clear: "Miss this is to cultivate eyeliner. Rest assured, slaves will surely pick up the three shops. At the same time, they will also pay attention to training the right people to fit in. ""

"Now everything is outside you are in Luo, I am very relieved. It is just that the people you have noticed are not just about taking care of the business. Just like the eyeliner you just said, you must also do it seriously. People in this area must pick Those minds are clever, but they can't be surprisingly beautiful. Since they can't look good, they can't be ugly. It's better to be the kind of public face that can't be found in the crowd, so it won't leave too much. Impressions so that they can be reused multiple times."

Qingyu nodded: "The slaves have written down. The slaves mentioned by Miss Miss yesterday are to be added. The slaves are also selected. You can bring a group of people to come and ask the lady to pick them tomorrow afternoon."

"You don't have to pick me up, you can bring good people into the house. I believe in you." She does not want to do everything in her own hands. She always wants to give some people some space for growth, even if the people who are picking up jade are not good enough, even wrong. That is also a growing experience. She cultivated Qing Yu and others, so that one day, even if she was not there, they could hold up a sky for her.

Qing Yu is very grateful and even excited about Feng Yu's trust.

She was not willing to be a regular servant of a waiter. Feng Yuxi used her so much that she could almost fully motivate her potential, let her stand alone and completely find her past confidence.

Such a master, Qing Yu believes that in addition to Feng Yu, this life can not find a second.

The master and the servant also said something for a while, and Qingyu left the government to go. Feng Yu yelled at Huang Quan and told him: "Looking for a way to check the pace, the more news the better."

Huang Quan nodded, but reminded her: "That still has to inquire with the audience, or borrow someone over there to check."

Feng Yu sighed with a sigh: "Go, we have no one at the moment."

Looking at Huang Quan hurried away, Feng Yu could not help but be anxious. In this era of no convenient communication and transportation, how important it is to build a strong information network!

Bu Cong, the man who is said to have some entanglements with her is going back to Beijing. Why did this news make her listen to it?

At the palace banquet that day, she heard about the past and the past, and she was still a wonderful story, even with a bit of gossip.

But now, intuition tells her that Bu Cong’s return to Beijing is only a disaster for Feng Fu or for her Feng Yu.