The Lady's Code for Raising Her Husband

"No one has infected me." The sun shone in through the thick window paper. Mrs. Wu'anhou's eyes seemed to flash for a moment, but when she looked carefully, her expression was calm as usual. "I went to Zhuangzi in the countryside at the beginning of the month. It rained heavily on the way. The roof of the carriage was also broken, and I was soaked and miserable. I had no choice but to stay at a farmhouse and borrowed clothes from a family to change. A few days after returning, I discovered that I had contracted this disease."

"It turns out that the infection is caused by close-fitting clothing. This is also true." Ye Yuxiao nodded and asked, "I wonder which family it is from? Please let me know, madam. As a doctor, since I know about this matter, I need to go see him. Take a look to prevent more people from being infected."

"Mrs. Ye is really kind-hearted, but you don't need to go." Mrs. Wu'an Hou said, "After I got sick, I sent someone back to check. It turned out that the person who lent me clothes was a good brothel girl. When I found her, she She has died of illness, and all her belongings have been burned, so she will no longer harm others."

"Madam is careful, it's just right. It's a pity that the brothel girl, if she had met me earlier, she wouldn't have died." Ye Yuxiao sighed, and asked, "Did Madam have sex with anyone before and after she got sick?"

Mrs. Wu'an Hou said: "I am over forty years old, how can I still serve the Marquis? Of course I don't."

Ye Yuxiao glanced at her without leaving any trace, and continued to ask: "Can anyone share your intimate clothes and belongings?"

"I myself contracted the disease from my clothes, so I was careful everywhere. Everything I touched was washed and put away alone, and was never shared with others." Mrs. Wu'anhou's attitude was gentle, as if the tense situation just now had never happened.

"Madam, you did a good job." Ye Yuxiao praised her, "After washing the bedding, sheets and clothes, boil them in boiling water again. You must not sleep with others until the condition is cured."

"Okay, I'll take note of it." Madam Wu Anhou nodded.

"Then I'm leaving. I'll send the maid over tomorrow to give you an injection." Ye Yuxiao buttoned up the medical box and slung it on her shoulder, "Kong Mingzhu is forced to kneel down, but the only condition for me to give you medical treatment is that the consultation fee must be paid." You'll have to pay. I'll give you a price list later and send someone to pick it up."

"That's natural. There's no reason to not pay for medical treatment." Mrs. Wu Anhou spoke softly, as if she was afraid that if she said something inappropriate, she would offend Ye Yuxiao. If you want to hide it, don’t reveal it even to my Marquis."

"Don't worry, since you have become my patient, I will not disclose your condition to anyone." Ye Yuxiao assured her firmly.

"I heard that Mr. Ouyang also knew about this?" Mrs. Wu Anhou was obviously still worried.

"He is tighter than me." Ye Yuxiao said, "Besides, with me here, your illness will be cured soon, so what do you have to worry about?"

That's true, she still has great confidence in Ye Yuxiao's medical skills. The Marquis of Wu'an thanked him and said, "I am still ill, so I won't invite Lord Ouyang in. I also ask Madam Ye to express my disdain for me, and wait for the Marquis to come to have a drink with him another day." "

Ye Yuxiao responded and walked out. Mrs. Wu'anhou hurriedly called people over to send them out of the house.

Not long after, the maid who saw off the guests came back and Mrs. Wu Anhou hurriedly put on her clothes and stood up, letting the two maids support her towards the hanging flower door.

In front of the Chuihua Gate, Kong Mingzhu had already put on her clothes and stood up. She was letting her maid rub her knees and clamoring for a soft sedan to take her back to her room.

"Why are you up?" Mrs. Wu Anhou frowned.

"Mom!" Kong Mingzhu threw herself into her arms, "They are all gone, why am I still kneeling down? I'm not a fool."

"You are a fool!" Mrs. Wu Anhou signaled the maid to push her away, and scolded her with a cold face, "You have already gotten haircut this year, and you are still so restless!"

"At least you're a blessing in disguise and you can hope to be cured, right?" After all, she was her biological daughter, so she wasn't too afraid when she was pushed away. He came over and grabbed her sleeve again.

The illness was resolved, but... Mrs. Wu Anhou was upset and threw away Kong Mingzhu's hand: "Kneel down for me. Ye Yuxiao is certainly hateful, but today even if she doesn't speak, I will still punish her." your."

Kong Mingzhu felt that Mrs. Wu Anhou was really angry, so she took off her clothes without saying a word, and knelt on the green brick floor with a bang.

When Mrs. Wu Anhou heard this sound, she became even more angry: "Are you dissatisfied with me?"

Kong Mingzhu was so aggrieved that she burst into tears: "No matter how bad I am, it's all because of you. The person who went too far today is obviously Ye Yuxiao. You don't deal with her, but you come to punish me."

"How do you know I can't deal with Ye Yuxiao?" Mrs. Wu Anhou spread her hands and looked at the marks poked by long nails in her palms.

Kong Mingzhu raised her teary eyes and looked at her intently for a moment. As if she understood something, she took out her handkerchief and wiped away her tears.

"Do you know that you can't calm down?" Mrs. Wu Anhou pulled off her wide sleeves and covered her hands.

Kong Mingzhu lowered his eyes: "Mom, don't worry, I will keep kneeling until she is satisfied, and I will get it back with interest in a few days."

"This is the daughter I gave birth to." Mrs. Wu Anhou nodded with satisfaction and called the maid, "Go and get a set of thick cotton clothes, let Miss Seven wear it closely, and add knee pads to her legs."

Kong Mingzhu looked up at her in surprise.

Mrs. Wu Anhou twitched her lips: "Ye Yuxiao just asked you to kneel here like Kong Mingyue. Could it be that he opened your clothes to see what you were wearing underneath?"

At this moment, Kong Mingzhu really felt that she was too young, and she quickly took away her hatred for Ye Yuxiao in her heart, and no longer showed any trace of it on her face.

On the carriage back to the hermitage, Ouyang Sheng thought about what had just happened and touched his chin: "No wonder most men don't like to get involved in the affairs of the back house. These women are really difficult to deal with. No matter how big or small things are, they will cause trouble. "

Ye Yuxiao held her chin in her hands, looking at the bubbling tea on the small red clay stove, motionless.

Ouyang Sheng noticed that her reaction was wrong, and then he realized that she was also a woman. The trivial things in his eyes were probably taken to her heart, and he hurriedly said: "Kong Qi is really hateful. When I see her father later, he will definitely be beaten."

Ye Yu turned her head and said, "Don't go, you make me look so incompetent! Do I have to ask you to find her father when I can't even deal with Kong Mingzhu?"

Her brain circuit is really different from that of ordinary women. Ouyang Sheng couldn't help but want to tease her: "Then how can you show that you are capable?"

Unexpectedly, Ye Yuxiao had no intention of joking. She turned back and continued to look at the stove with her chin in her hand.

"What's wrong with you?" Ouyang Sheng stood up from the seat next to the car window and moved over to sit next to her. "Did you have a fight with Mrs. Wu Anhou?"

Ye Yuxiao looked at the boiling tea and frowned: "Today, before you entered the back house of Wu'an Hou Mansion, Kong Mingzhu made rude remarks and used your background as an excuse. It is extremely insulting."

"Are you worried that I will be sad?" Ouyang Sheng took her hands off her face and held them in his palms, "Or are you unable to bear it yourself and want to quit? But Ye Yuxiao, things are different now. I advised you to leave, but you didn’t and now you can’t leave even if you want to.”

Ye Yuxiao held one of his hands, so he propped up his cheek with one hand and tilted his head to look at him: "Do you know what I hate the most?"

"What?"

"I hate the literary style and pretentiousness the most!" Ye Yuxiao pounced on him, pressed on him, and beat him violently, "Can you think clearly with your mind, what did I mean just now! Stop following him I’m here to hurt the Spring and Autumn!”