You Treat Me As If I Have A Sickness

Setting the flag too early is not a good thing.

I wish all my composure, when I saw Meng Zhengrong's face, it was all broken into dregs.

It is no exaggeration to say that in this world, making a wish can leave no one in the eyes, except for her master, in the eyes of many people, the subordinate is the subordinate, even if there are more rights, it is a slave in plain terms. But for making a wish, she really didn't care about the imperial concubine or the new prince. In her heart, there was only one master.

She can guarantee that after the emperor's death, she is one of the few people who truly grieves for him.

No matter how much he admired in his heart, the emperor was indeed dead. It was really hard to control the wish looking at the face in front of him that looked exactly like the master.

"The emperor, have you also passed through?" Wishing now has no idea of ​​analyzing the current situation. She knelt on the ground, moved a few steps towards Meng Zhengrong, and was at his feet, raising her head to look at him, and soon The earth moved his eyes away, not looking directly at the face of the emperor.

Meng Zhengrong looked down at the wish for him to kneel down, and his brain, which had always been clearly organized and thoughtful, crashed very rarely.

What is she saying?

What are you calling him?

Meng Zhengrong was stunned. She didn't know what to say. He made a wish. He completely regarded Meng Zhengrong as his master. The master didn't speak, so she didn't dare to say anything.

The atmosphere was awkward and stagnant for a while.

"Wish, what's wrong with you?" Meng Zhengrong asked in a deep voice for a long time.

Wishing had long ago raised his ears, raised his head when he heard the words, then quickly lowered his head, blinked, and saw Meng Zhengrong's leather shoes, his reason finally slowly returned.

Are you sick? Meng Zhengrong wanted to ask something like this, but thought that the woman in front of him was the wife he was marrying, who had already entered his household register. Did he feel embarrassed to embarrass her? In fact, what he really wanted to ask was, are you Chinese Evil.

The courage to make a wish is big and big. She has never been timid to other people. At this moment, she has exhausted her life's courage, she slowly raised her head, and tentatively said: "Meng Zhengrong?"

Meng Zhengrong breathed a sigh of relief and bent down to help her up, "What's wrong with you? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Although there is no relationship between the husband and wife, they are married after all, and the two are married again. Although Meng Zhengrong is not good at caring for people other than his family, he is still willing to try to treat the wish as his family.

An unprecedented regret arises in the heart of making a wish.

This era is so good, if the emperor is really alive, it would be great.

She glanced at Meng Zhengrong. It may be due to the long-term servility, or the deep respect for the emperor. She quickly turned her head away, her voice lowered unconsciously, and even became respectful, "Back... uh , No, there is nothing uncomfortable."

Almost subconsciously came back to the emperor's words.

Meng Zhengrong looked at her suspiciously, "Then what were you doing just now?"

Kneeling down to him again, and calling him the emperor, how weird.

She had always made a wish to answer any tricky questions, and she was stuck at the moment. She didn't know what reason to use to explain her behavior that seemed like a ill just now.

Wishing my mind quickly, I suddenly thought that the original owner has a girlfriend. I have been calling her these days and mentioned the audition several times. She probably understands that this girlfriend of the original owner is those people on TV. , Acting in the lives of others, she can figure out the meaning of the audition from the words her girlfriend said, which seems to be the process of acting.

"Yu Yu said last time that he wanted me to audition..."

She only said this sentence, hoping that Meng Zhengrong could understand her meaning.

Even if Meng Zhengrong didn’t care about his wife anymore, he knew who his wife’s best friend was. He immediately understood, but he couldn’t help saying, “Do you want to act?”

Speaking from the heart, Meng Zhengrong doesn’t want his wife to go to the entertainment industry at all. Even if it’s just the nature of playing tickets, big families have the pride of big families. It’s not that they look down on the profession of actor star, but that This circle is too messy, I don't want my wife to go in the muddy water.

Although it is an interrogative sentence, making a wish still sounds disapproving.

She couldn't ignore what Meng Zhengrong said, after all, she was facing the face of the master, let alone ignoring it, she didn't dare to disobey one at all.

Wish hurriedly shook his head, and said very seriously: "No, I don't want to."

Meng Zhengrong's complexion looked a lot better, and he looked down at the wish and found that she had been hanging her head all the time, with doubts in her heart.

Although he didn't deal with Wish much before marriage, he still knows the general character of this person. As the eldest lady of the Xu family, she grew up with thousands of pets. Wishing has what a girl of her age should have. Vanity and pride are self-willed, but overall, people are not bad, even a little naive, what's wrong with her now? How does it feel like a different person?

But normal people don't think about borrowing a corpse to resurrect through time and space. Meng Zhengrong happens to be a normal person. He only thinks if something happened, so she is different from before.

"I have wronged you during this period of time. Don't worry, I won't go on a business trip for a long time." Saying this is already the limit of Meng Zhengrong.

Wishing looked at him boldly, and suddenly felt that his legs were soft again.

"Yes."

Meng Zhengrong was originally not good at dealing with women, and at the moment he didn't know what to say.

Wishing glanced at him again, and asked respectfully and caringly from the bottom of my heart: "Have you eaten?"

When I said this, I wanted to make a wish.

Meng Zhengrong frowned, "You?"

What is going on with wishing?

"Have you eaten?" Wishing quickly corrected.

Fortunately, Meng Zhengrong was not here because she was entangled with her slip of the tongue. He said in favor, "I ate some on the plane, you should have eaten too?"

"I've eaten it." Wishing asked with concern: "Then, do you want me to put some hot water in and take a bath?"

Looking at this face, it is difficult for her to withdraw from her previous identity. In fact, if she can, she is really willing to serve her master all the time, of course she wants to serve her alive.

Although she still didn't know the situation, she couldn't help but regard the person in front of her as her master.

Meng Zhengrong looked at the wish for several times. When did this man become so sensible?

Is it possible that you feel that you have been at a loss for half a month after living in your natal house?

He really wanted to tell her that this matter was not a big deal, and no one would care about it.

With a low eyebrow and pleasing wish, Meng Zhengrong had a strange feeling in his heart. Could it be that during his absence, did she feel wronged?

Otherwise, how could the good-natured lady be like this?

It seems that in addition to dealing with official affairs tomorrow, someone will have to find out what happened to her during this time.

Meng Zhengrong remained silent, and made a wish again and asked: "Should we put in hot water first? Or let the kitchen prepare something for you... Uh, your favorite food for supper?"

"You don't need to prepare for a late night snack. I want to take a bath first." I have been sitting for more than ten hours just by flying. Although it is first-class, I still feel tired after being in the plane for so long.

The wish was answered, "Okay, I'm going to put hot water now."

These days, she has been observing the every move of the servant Xu Zhai, and she is also secretly experimenting. At present, she has learned some basic life skills. Putting hot water in the bathtub is not difficult for her.

After saying this, he raised his leg to walk to the bathroom when he made a wish, and Meng Zhengrong reached out and held her hand.

Wishing for a spirit, the body instinct has an indescribable weird feeling.

It was not the original owner who did to Meng Zhengrong, but she did to the emperor.

The emperor is the master and the heaven. How can they have such physical contact?

Fortunately, the wish didn't show up. He just took the opportunity to break free, then stepped aside, looked at Meng Zhengrong, and didn't understand what he was going to do.

Meng Zhengrong held a bag in his hand and handed it to her. In fact, he was still very embarrassed. After all, this was the first time she gave her a gift. He always felt strange, but his expression was still very serious, and he whispered. : "The work schedule was too tight this time. I didn't bring you any good gifts, so I brought you a bag."

Wishing looked at the bag, then looked at Meng Zhengrong, her legs were soft again, but fortunately she was still sane, she held it up, and took the gift with her hands trembling slightly.

His attitude was extremely pious, so he had to burn incense and bathe first.

Seeing her like this, Meng Zhengrong thought she liked it, and was satisfied. The assistant said that women like bags most because they can cure all diseases.

"You don't need to put hot water for me, I'll do it myself." Meng Zhengrong walked to the bathroom after saying this.

Until the bathroom door was closed, I made a wish and dragged my legs to the bed and sat down. I just wanted to exhale. When I looked up, I saw the wedding photos hanging on the wall. My eyes stayed on Meng Zhengrong’s face. Slowly move down, watching his hand is on the waist of the original owner, almost faint again.