Happy Marriage

An Sheng was stunned, and suddenly realized that Yu Jingyun already knew about his relationship with him, but he didn't know, where did Eunuch Wen's downfall come from?

"An Sheng's use of the prestige of the prince is also at stake. He was desperate and helpless at the moment, and he had absolutely no other intentions, and he did not say that he would cross the river and demolish the bridge."

"If that's the case, why are you suddenly so eager to pay me back?"

"When the eldest son saw An Sheng, he made a sarcastic remark. It can be seen that you had something to say about my behavior on the street that day, and An Sheng naturally did not dare to hope. If there is something wrong with that eldest sister-in-law, An Sheng will board your Houmen mansion. , you will treat her as kindly as you promised in the eyes of the public that day. In this case, why don't you return this jade card to you at this time to save trouble in the future."

An Sheng explained humbly.

"Are you insinuating that I am a person who seeks fame?" Yu Jingyun snorted in dissatisfaction, his eyes narrowed suddenly, and his cold eyes were squeezed into a sharp sword: "If there is a teacher, there must be a teacher. Disciple, it's obvious that you are wrong, but you are still saying such righteous words, as if I am wronging someone. It's just that you don't accept my feelings, and you still denounce me? "

An Sheng clenched his fists and straightened his spine, forcing his composure, thinking about what Yu Jingyun said was right, it was him who helped him escape, bit his lower lip, and then pointed at his blessed body: "Yu Shizi's kindness , An Sheng should keep his heart in mind, and the spring will spring up in return."

"How to repay the fountain?"

Yu Jingyun pressed step by step, gently twitching the corners of his lips, but a terrifying coldness emanated from him.

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

"An Sheng has nothing in his body, but his first-hand acupuncture and moxibustion has won my true heritage. If Shizi Yu wants to ask for a reward, An Sheng can help you clear the meridians, activate blood and remove blood stasis, and strengthen your body, which is better than any panacea in this world."

Leng Nanxian came out of the room, looked at the two of them, and spoke indifferently, saving An Sheng's predicament.

An Sheng couldn't help but lowered his eyes and pursed his lips and smiled, warm and windy, and the beauty was beginning to bloom. When he raised his eyes again, it was like two dazzling warm suns jumping in his eyes.

With that smile, Yu Jingyun only felt that his unlucky stomach had dissipated a lot for no reason. It was like seeing the sun in the clouds, but he also became cheerful.

"Girls have a pair of fragrant needles that are embroidered and painted red, but you are so confused to learn this blood-seeing acupuncture technique. Yu someone has no luck, so let the genius doctor keep it for yourself, it's not a waste of your own. Teach carefully."

He went straight around An Sheng and strode with his head held high.

"This jade card"

"There is absolutely no reason for me to take back what Yu Jingyun sent out."

Leng Nanxian smiled slightly and instructed Qianzhou, who was beside him: "Qianzhou, take a recipe for anger and give it to the guards at the door. Also, tell them to send two red sandalwood grandmaster chairs over as soon as possible, old rules and top grades."

Yu Jingyun didn't turn his head back: "No, send six, I will come here often in the future, so as to avoid the trouble of sending each and every time."

Leng Nanxian was so angry that he didn't pay for his life, and added: "Then you must remember the rules of my medicine house. The clinic will only open on March 69, and if you are sick, please come early."

Yu Jingyun had already walked to the door, and he waved his hand again. A few thin bamboos planted at the door broke apart at the waist. After moaning and moaning twice, the broken branches and broken leaves just fell to the ground, and he was so shocked that they sneaked out of the courtyard. The two hens fluttered into the air.

An Sheng was dumbfounded.

This Yu Shizi was really sick.

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

Qianzhou murmured in a low voice, "This prince's temper is getting worse."

Leng Nanxian stood at the door with his hands folded, and said indifferently, "Heaven's favored son, he was flattered and touted to grow up, and his temper is reasonable."

An Sheng turned his face and asked Leng Nanxian suspiciously, "Master, what is he doing here? But because of his apprentice, he annoyed him?"

Leng Nanxian rolled up his sleeves and said indifferently, "You're worrying too much. He's just very sick, so he came to see a doctor."

An Sheng was suspicious: "Then what happened to the Eunuch Wen he mentioned just now?"

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

An Sheng chased after him: "He said that Eunuch Wen is now in a state of despair, do you think it's true?"

"A lot of injustice will lead to suicide. Wen Qing has done all the bad things in these years, and it is not surprising that he is punished."

It was only then that An Sheng came to a realization. No wonder the Xue family suddenly became abnormal to him a few days ago. It is impossible to guarantee that he did not mistakenly think that Wen Qing's downfall was his own doing. It's a coincidence that he made himself a bargain. So quite complacent.

"It's great. If Eunuch 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 the news a long time ago? Otherwise, why were you so confident a few days ago?"

Leng Nanxian leaned over to pick up a pen wash that had fallen on the ground, and shook his head: "You look too high on your master and me, I don't stay at home, and I hide from the world, and I don't hear things outside the window. ?"

An Sheng thought about it and thought so too, his brows and eyes were full of joy, and his brows and eyes were crooked with a smile.

"I seem to have had good luck recently, and fortune should be coming."

"Really?" Leng Nanxian gave her a cold look: "Take this mess of 'wealth' on the ground to Mrs. Feng's kitchen, your firewood will be better."

"Ah?" An Sheng glanced worriedly at the chairs scattered on the ground. This chair was made of high-quality red sandalwood. It has been matured for hundreds of years.

And to use it to cook rice, it's really a violent thing.

Leng Nanxian gave her a dissatisfied look: "In the past few days, look at how fat you have become? Don't you do more work? The limbs are not diligent, and the grains are not divided."

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

Leng Nanxian looked at her amusingly: "Compared to Sister Feng, you are indeed much thinner."

An Sheng was teased that he was fat, and he was quite dissatisfied. He retracted his stomach and pinched his slender waist: "Compared to anyone, I'm not fat!"

Leng Nanxian raised his hand and finally couldn't help pinching her face, fulfilling his impulse 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 really addicting.

"Look at the bronze mirror and look at your face. It wasn't the size of a palm at first, but it's round now."

An Sheng's face, as Leng Nanxian put down his hand, immediately turned red, as if Chaoyang suddenly broke free from the shackles of dawn, and in the blink of an eye, the eastern sky was rendered red, with a burst of inexplicable. Burn hot.

Leng Nanxian's fingertips were slightly calloused and slightly rough, and An Sheng's heart began to become flustered. She pretended to be indignant and bent down, hurriedly began to clean up the mess on the ground, and pouted her lips childishly: " After that, I'll just be vegetarian."

Seeing her angry, Leng Nanxian was a little amused, and deliberately teased: "You still have baby fat on your face. Even if you are hungry and skinny, you will have a lot of flesh on your face. You should work more and mature. Well, of course it will be different.”

An Sheng picked up the legs of a few chairs on the ground, hugged them in his arms, and whispered, "I haven't grown a beard yet, so old-fashioned thinks I'm naive."

She spoke in a low voice, as thin as a gnat, and Leng Nanxian turned around: "Huh? What are you muttering about?"

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

Leng Nanxian raised the corners of his lips amusingly, this little girl no longer fears herself, and even dares to whisper ill of herself.

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

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

"Ah?" An Sheng, who was about to go out, suddenly stopped his steps with a sad face: "But, I want to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with Master and you."

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

"But the Mid-Autumn Festival is different. The Mid-Autumn Festival has the moon, the best time of the year!" An Sheng said solemnly: "In such a situation, it should be spent with the best people."

Leng Nanxian snorted softly: "I don't want to go back to Xia's house, but I have to say it so fresh and refined. Naturally, the Mid-Autumn Festival is to be reunited with my family."

An Sheng wanted to say something else, but died again. Master is right, the Mid-Autumn Festival should be spent with the family, and the master should have his own family.

She was a little disappointed, bit her lower lip sadly, gave a disappointed "um", and went out holding the wood.

Leng Nanxian stood on the spot, thought for a moment, then reached out and touched his smooth chin, thoughtfully.