"You've caught the cold, and it's midnight again. If you have anything to say, we can wait until after dinner." Chu Nanfeng wiped the corners of her mouth and brought a spoonful of porridge to her lips again.
This time Lin Qingge didn't refuse, he opened his mouth and swallowed.
After eating the warm porridge, I no longer feel empty inside, nor do I feel that I have been abandoned by the whole world.
When a bowl of medicinal soup that smelled bitter was delivered to her, she frowned: "It's just a simple cold. I don't need to take medicine."
"I don't understand your medical names, but taking medicine when you are sick is a matter of course. You are a doctor, so you shouldn't understand." His voice was slightly cold, with a hint of admonishment.
"For ordinary diseases, it is best to rely on the body's ability to heal itself. Always taking medication will cause the body to overreact."
"No always, take medicine."
Chu Nanfeng handed the medicine bowl to Lin Qingge. A bowl of dark medicinal soup swayed in front of her, and with the bitter smell floating in the air, her face wrinkled.
It's better to be modern. Cold medicines are either sugar-coated or in capsules. Taking a few pills is nothing.
How can I drink this medicinal soup that is so intolerable in color and taste?
But as soon as she raised her eyes, she met Chu Nanfeng's eyes that would never allow any compromise.
She gritted her teeth and took the medicine bowl, pinched her nose and poured it into her mouth.
The bitter taste, as expected, spreads in the mouth and hits the base of the tongue.
Forget it, there was still an unspeakable feeling running up her mouth and nose, making her unable to suppress the turbulent feeling in her stomach.
The medicinal liquid in her mouth was choked in her throat before she could swallow it. Lin Qingge began to cough violently. The brown medicinal liquid flowed down the corners of her mouth, fell on the quilt, and splashed on Chu Nanfeng's sleeves.
In the end, he didn't care at all. He quickly put down the medicine bowl in his hand and raised his hand to pat her back gently: "Why are you acting like a child? You can choke even if you drink medicine?"
The voice was as cold as before, but it made her feel doting.
After the coughing ended, she sniffed, looked at the mess in front of her, and looked at him with eyes that were red from coughing: "It's too bitter."
Chu Nanfeng obviously opened his mouth to say something, but still swallowed the words that reached his lips. In the end, he just asked Luo Hong to help Lin Qingge change the dirty clothes and bedding, and then walked out.
Lin Qingge was like a child who had made a mistake, cooperating with Luo Hong's actions honestly, but his face was full of displeasure.
"Young madam, do you want the general to accompany you?" After Luo Hong put away the bedding, she came up to Lin Qingge and winked.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" She asked in a low tone after being exposed.
"If not, why do you look so unhappy?"
“Who can still be happy when they are sick?”
"I think you are very happy when the general feeds you porridge."
Did you see it?
Lin Qingge instinctively touched his face. The temperature was obviously much higher than usual, but other than that, there seemed to be nothing unusual.
"Aiya, young lady, your expression at that time was full of shyness, I couldn't tell."
Luo Hong's joke made Lin Qingge's face, which was already flushed due to fever, seem to turn even redder: "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll slap you in the mouth."
"Oh, I'm afraid. I'd better help you to see where the general has gone. Otherwise, you will definitely vent your dissatisfaction on me for not being able to see the general!"
Luo Hong smiled and ran out of the room. Lin Qingge was sitting on the bed, thinking back to how Chu Nanfeng fed her porridge just now, but her mood was indescribably complicated.
Luo Hong walked out of the house and just walked around the corridor when she saw Luo Qing saluting Chu Nanfeng...
Thinking of worrying about Lin Qingge's safety, the two sisters ignored Chu Nanfeng's order and left. Her expression changed and she rushed over and stood in front of Luo Hong: "The general is a hero, he shouldn't do little things behind his back, right? I'm worried about the young madam. Safety, I am the one who insists on rescuing the young lady. If the general doesn't like it, he should come to me instead of dealing with my sister secretly!"
During the whole process, Chu Nanfeng did not show any unusual expression on his face, but Luo Qing kept tugging on Luo Hong's sleeve.
But at this time, Luo Hong was completely overcome with emotion. She had already imagined the eighteen torture tools that Chu Nanfeng had prepared for Luo Qing. Her eyes became as sharp as a little lion's, as if she would pounce on Chu Nanfeng at any time.
"General, don't blame me..."
Just after Luo Qing said four words, he was interrupted by Chu Nanfeng raising his hand. He looked at Luo Hong and said: "I can clearly see the loyalty of you two to Qing Ge. With you by her side, I am very happy." rest assured."
Luo Hong: "..."
How come things are completely different from what she thought?
She was still in a daze, but she had already been kicked by her sister: "Why don't you quickly thank the general for your magnanimity and not arguing with you!"
Luo Hong was a little unable to react, but she was very obedient and immediately bowed to Chu Nanfeng and saluted.
But her mind really didn't turn around, so she couldn't help but say another sentence in the end: "General, you'd better be nice to the young lady. If you don't save her, you won't let us go, she will be sad."
Even after being kicked in the back, she still spoke seriously regardless.
Chu Nanfeng looked back at the room, pursed her thin lips slightly, and said quietly: "Bake the medicine again according to the prescription written by Imperial Physician Yu, and remember to prepare the candied fruits."
"The young lady drank so much that she vomited..."
This time, before Luo Hong could finish her words, Luo Qing covered her mouth: "The general specifically asked Imperial Physician Yu to re-prescribe the prescription, adding a lot of licorice-like sweets to it. In addition, the general also specially ordered to prepare candied fruit for The young lady has a sweet mouth."
Why?
Luo Hong blinked her eyes, looked at Chu Nanfeng who had turned to leave, and couldn't help but said: "Sister, what do you mean, the general actually cares about the young lady in his heart?"
"You're a pig and you can't tell."
"Then what happened during the day?"
"Think for yourself."
…
Chu Nanfeng re-entered the room. Lin Qingge was sitting on the bed, with his legs bent, his hands wrapped around his legs, and his face buried in his knees.
The whole person looked like a small ball, very pitiful.
His eyes were cold, and his mind flashed back to her glance back when Lin Zheng took her away. And her questioning, everything made him discover that small details that he never noticed at ordinary times entered his brain silently, making him unable to forget even if he wanted to.
When did it start?
Did she bandage his wounds many years ago, or did she marry into the Chu family and become his bride?
Step by step, he walked to the bedside and placed his hand on Lin Qingge's shoulder: "I just wanted to help you when we first met and when we were planning every step of the way. But it was the time when you married into the house that made me want to I will keep you here. No matter who you are, you are the mistress of my general’s residence.”
