In the afternoon, Qingshan took out the space and reset the medicinal material warehouse.
Nuantan is not going back yet, the underground structure has been filled with sand.
He originally thought it would take a few days before the elders came to find him. The sand was soft and easy to sink, making it difficult to move even an inch and beyond human reach.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he released the medicinal materials storehouse, he heard voices coming from a distance.
"Your Highness! Your Highness!"
"Linglong~Linglong~"
Qingshan turned around and saw a group of people rushing over. They quickly released Linglong from the space. The two of them stood in the medicinal material warehouse and looked out.
Linglong blinked, grabbed a handful of sand from the ground, swung it towards herself, and then towards Qingshan.
Qingshan's eyes widened: "Why is this?"
"It's not miserable at all. It doesn't match the appearance of surviving a strong sandstorm."
Qingshan said: "My wife is still thoughtful."
Linglong shouted excitedly towards the group of people: "Uncle! Uncle Yao Wang!"
As he got closer, he saw that the feet of these dozen or so people were wearing wide wooden boards with hemp ropes tied around their legs. They were also dragging behind them a large wooden box without a lid, which could hold things, with four thick hemp ropes separated from it. rope. What is this being transported?
Seeing that the two of them were okay, the uncle's heart finally fell back to its original position: "It's okay if it's okay! It's okay if it's okay!"
The uncle and King Yao looked at each other and wiped the sweat off their heads: "Ruyi said, nothing will happen to you. She made sand shoes and asked us to wear them to pick you up."
It turns out that thing is called a sand shoe. Linglong pointed to the wooden box: "Are you taking some precious treasure with you?"
The uncle chuckled: "It's true." He pointed to the wooden box: "This is prepared for you."
Linglong paused... and asked her... to sit in the box?
She wrinkled her face and looked at Qingshan aggrievedly. Qingshan suppressed his laughter and said to himself that it was similar to his way of soaking the princess in a big iron pot.
The Medicine King selected some medicinal materials, packed them in packages, tied them with ropes and ordered people to drag them.
Qingshan spread a layer of quilt in the big box, picked up Linglong and put it into the wooden box. Linglong, a small one, sat in the wooden box, well-behaved and funny, but miserable, as if she was being dragged away to be sold.
Qingshan suppressed his laughter, and his uncle gave Qingshan a pair of oversized sand shoes. He tried them on and found that they were indeed heavy and wide, and the exquisite shoes must not be able to wear them. It’s really impossible not to sit in a box.
The group of people took turns dragging the wooden box. Qingshan took off his gauze and covered Linglong's head, fearing that the scorching sun would be too harsh and burn her.
After trudging for an hour, the group returned to Fanhua Mansion.
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The aunt and nephew felt relieved after meeting each other.
Linglong said: "I know that my aunt and uncle will take it calmly."
Auntie smiled lightly: "Auntie also knows that you and Qingshan will be safe."
Everyone's calves were worn out by the ropes tied up with the sand shoes. Several young apprentices under the King of Medicine were carrying medicine boxes in the corridor to apply medicine to this group of people.
The aunt took the ointment and dragged the uncle into the inner room.
Linglong asked: "Why doesn't aunt let the apprentices apply medicine to uncle?"
Yao Wang chuckled and shook his head: "She? Can she be willing to let her beloved be touched by others?"
Qian Mo hurried over and saluted Linglong first: "I have met His Highness! Your Highness is a blessed person, so I knew everything would be fine." After saying a few polite words, he went to give medicine to the King of Medicine.
Linglong took a look and saw that it was the daughter-in-law who applied the medicine to her husband. She also went to Aunt Qianmo's small box to get ointment and gauze, and pushed up Qingshan's trousers.
At first glance, nothing happened...
Not even a red mark at all.
She was so angry that she slapped Qingshan's calf. She can't be a good wife who is virtuous and capable of bandaging, because Qingshan's copper skin and iron bones are holding her back! snort! But then I thought about it, wouldn’t it be better not to be injured? Linglong felt comfortable again and rubbed Qingshan's calves.
Qingshan saw her little thoughts and couldn't laugh or cry.
He pulled up Linglong who was squatting beside her legs and whispered in her ear: "Daughter-in-law, your legs are fine. Your mouth is a little dry. How about you moisturize it?"
Linglong grabbed Qingshan's ears and smeared the ointment all over his lips. Qingshan pouted, his lips were shiny and cool, and he pointedly said: "Daughter-in-law, it really works!"
Linglong giggled at his amusement, took out the silk handkerchief and wiped off the ointment, then raised the tea cup to her mouth. Qingshan drank the tea in one gulp: "Good tea! Refreshing!"
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After everyone was given the medicine, they dispersed. Qian Mo personally took people to prepare delicious food for Linglong.
Yao Wang calmed down and felt Linglong's pulse.
"Hiss, I didn't expect that even after delaying the medicinal bath, it didn't get worse."
Qingshan and Linglong looked at each other. It seemed that Qingshan's choice of medicinal materials was correct.
Naturally, Qingshan’s space secret could not be exposed, so he asked: “There is no longer Nuantan, is there any alternative?”
The King of Medicine sighed, "The best choice is definitely Nuantan. The natural hot spring is a quiet pool, absorbing the vast energy of heaven and earth, which can stimulate the medicinal properties to the greatest extent. If it is replaced by a hot bath, the effectiveness will be reduced by 40%. It is better than nothing. From today on, I will use hot water. Take a medicinal bath."
Qingshan nodded.
The Medicine King prepared bags of medicine. Qingshan was carried to the small courtyard dedicated to Linglong and placed in the bathroom.
Pretend to take a shower every day, just lock the bathroom door and enter the space to soak in the warm pool.
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At dinner, Qingshan finally saw more extravagant dishes than Emperor Sheng's... The table was wide and long, with one table covering four tables. There are sixty-six dishes on it...
Even the Medicine King didn't come to the table.
Aunt and his wife and Linglong and his wife took their seats.
Four people, sixty-six dishes during a sandstorm? Qingshan was shocked...
Ruyi said calmly: "I've been taking a medicinal bath carefully these past few days. Those elixirs will be here soon."
Qingshan looked at Aunt Ruyi: "Will it be delayed due to the sandstorm?"
Ruyi nodded: "You can't make too many mistakes."
In Qingshan, we saw shrimps, crabs and shellfish that are rare in inland areas. There are many kinds of them. My uncle didn’t eat anything. He kept peeling off the shells of shrimps, crabs and shells, and neatly trimmed the tender meat. Put them all on the plate. The technique is skillful and clean.
Qingshan is a mountain person who has never eaten these things, so he still wants to observe how his uncle eats. Why doesn't he eat? What kind of addiction is it to peeling shells all the time?
The next second, I saw my uncle exchange his plate with that of the aunt next to him. Auntie has a plate full of seafood and meat.
She lazily picked up the shrimp meat with her chopsticks and put it into her mouth. She had become accustomed to it.
Qingshan took a look, oh, I have been studying for a long time...are you waiting here? A sure kill!
He picked up a few shrimps and hurriedly peeled them open with his big, clumsy hands. He was so anxious that the shrimp meat was deformed. He arranged the tender meat and insisted on peeling five or six shrimps. He exchanged plates with Linglong and picked up the big shrimps himself. The fish is big and meaty, and you eat it with a big mouthful.
Looking up again, the plate in front of my uncle was once again filled with tender meat. My aunt had eaten less than half of her plate, and my uncle and aunt exchanged plates again.
Auntie still ate slowly.
Qingshan took a look, this is okay?
too professional!
This... is simply an example of doting on your wife! An example of a husband!
He lowered his head and looked at the plate with leftover soup in front of him. He was wondering whether he should lick the plate clean, peel off the tender meat and put it on the plate or exchange it with Linglong?
He glanced at Linglong, who immediately covered her plate in alertness.
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After the meal, my uncle spent the first half of the meal feeding his beloved wife.
During the second half of the meal, my aunt kept picking up vegetables for my uncle, piling up a mountain on his plate.
When the uncle saw that there was no more food left in the pile, he lowered his head to eat and looked up at his beloved wife from time to time.
Linglong followed suit, moved the empty porcelain basin on the table, and put a bowl of vegetables for Qingshan.
Auntie frowned, what is this child doing? That basin is a scrap basin used to hold crab shells...
You made such a big pot, and you came here to stir up pig food?
The next second, I saw Qingshan take it with a smile on his face, and pull it into his stomach with a roar.
My aunt and uncle were stunned to see...
"Slow down...slow down...drink some soup, go smoothly..."
Linglong looked proud: "Qingshan has a big appetite, and he was still embarrassed when he first came in front of the elders... He can eat two of these bowls."
My aunt opened her mouth wide: "Uh... ah... so good, so good."
The uncle swallowed the food in his mouth and sighed, no wonder everyone's legs were bruised. Only Qingshan was not injured at all. He had eaten all the food in the right place. He really is a hero! He also accompanied me and ate a lot.
