Mo Rongyan sighed softly, hugged Su Ruotang into his arms, and held her tightly.
Smelling the scent of crabapple that belongs only to her, her heart is full of love, "Silly girl."
Su Ruotang listened to his strong heartbeat, her voice light but firm, "Ayan, where you are, Begonia can bloom delicately."
Mo Ronyan's eyes were full of heartache, he hugged her and closed his eyes slowly, "How could Mo be so virtuous and worthy of being treated like this by his wife?"
Su Ruotang closed her eyes, the familiar and refreshing scent of cedar lingering in her breath.
She raised the corners of her lips and gradually fell asleep.
About an hour later, there was a knock on the door.
Quan Hongying's cold voice came: "Third Princess, are you up?"
Su Ruotang's long eyelashes trembled. Before she could open her eyes, the man's hoarse tone came to her ears, "It's still early to sleep a little longer."
Su Ruotang held his neck hard, found a more comfortable position in his arms, and fell into Zhou Gong's call again.
Quan Hongying waited for a moment, but there was no movement in the room.
His face turned livid and he turned to leave.
Xing Nanye was dehydrated due to diarrhea and leaned on the couch in a daze.
The soft fox eyes were flushed.
His face was pale, but it added a sickly beauty to him, making him pitiful.
Hearing footsteps, he looked towards the outhouse with hazy eyes.
Is she here?
However, when he saw the figure that turned into the inner room clearly, the light in Xing Nanye's eyes suddenly went out.
The color of his eyes has all returned to darkness.
He closed his eyes drowsily and let his body slide down.
Quan Hongying stepped forward quickly, supported him as he almost fell off the bed, and asked the doctor in the room urgently, "How is Ye'er?"
The doctor's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he carefully considered his words, "This young master seems to have just recovered from internal injuries, and his body is relatively weak."
"The diarrhea this time is serious, I might hurt my body..."
"This villain is not good at medical skills, so I ask you to hire someone who is skilled."
Quan Hongying supported his unconscious nephew, his face so dark that it was almost dripping with water.
The doctor is already the doctor of the city lord's palace, and his medical skills are already the best in Jingzhou City.
In fact, Ah Fu's medical skills are better than his.
But Ye'er's diarrhea came out of nowhere, and neither he nor Ah Fu could diagnose the cause.
Acupuncture, no use.
Take the medicine and vomit it all.
The prescription given by the city lord's doctor only extended the duration of diarrhea.
Ah Fu bit his lower lip, turned around and walked out, "I will go and beg Miss Su."
As soon as he took two steps, Quan Hongying stopped him coldly, "Stop!"
Ah Fu stopped, biting his lower lip with red eyes.
Quan Hongying gently helped Xing Nan Ye lie down, with no emotion in his voice, "She found out that Ye'er drugged his husband. This is her revenge."
Violence will be repaid with cruelty and ruthlessness.
Only such a woman would not be a drag on Ye'er.
She wouldn't really let anything happen to Ye'er.
Just a lesson.
He looked coldly at the doctor: "Prescribe some medicine."
The doctor trembled: "Sir..."
"Whether it is cured well or not, you are not guilty."
Along with Quan Hongying's emotionless voice, a golden leaf fell in front of the doctor.
The doctor's cold sweat broke out even more.
He picked up the gold leaf with trembling fear and placed it respectfully on the bedside table.
I racked my brains and scratched my head to figure out the prescription.
The door opened and closed, and the room was heavy with drugs.
"Hey, what's going on? Your eyes are as red as a rabbit." When Ah Fu came out with the prescription for the fifth time, a chuckle came.
Ah Fu looked up.
Su Ruotang was wearing a lavender gradient embroidered long dress, leaning lazily against the door.
In his hand, he held a few melon seeds.
Her pretty little face was full of smiles.
When Ah Fu saw her, he became very angry and said, "It's not all your fault. My young master was almost tortured to death by you!"
Su Ruotang cracked the melon seeds and asked perfunctorily: "What's wrong with Xing Nanye?"
Ah Fu's face became even more angry: "You asked knowingly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked past Su Ruotang angrily, his steps deliberately heavy.
Su Ruotang accurately threw the melon seed shells into the flower pot, clapped her hands, and asked Mo Ronyan with a smile, "Ayan, did the boar from which family just break out of the pig pen?"
Mo Ronyan flicked her forehead lovingly, glanced at Quan Hongying's figure, and smiled softly, "The one next door."
Quan·Hongying, the pig farmer next door: “…”
He looked at Su Ruotang coldly: "Conditions."
Su Ruotang understood the two words "headless and tailless".
She laughed so hard she said, "What can you give me?"
Quan Hongying looked at her steadily: "What do you want?"
"Cold Gu." Su Ruotang lightly opened her red lips and uttered two words silently.
Quan Hongying understood the shape of her lips, his eyebrows suddenly sank, and he refused without hesitation, "No way."
Not to mention that the cold Gu has been lost.
Even if it is not lost, it is still a treasure from the stars and the underworld. Except for the king who is qualified to raise it, not even the eldest princess has the right to see it.
She, a little Dongqi Third Prince Concubine, was not qualified to see the cold Gu.
Su Ruotang seemed aggrieved and settled for the next best thing, "What about Linglong Dan?"
Quan Hongying choked.
His domineering and cold expression cracked slightly: "Why don't you go to heaven?"
Su Ruotang raised his eyes: "Those who can ascend to heaven are all birds. Which category does Mr. Quan belong to?"
Quan Hongying's face turned livid and he snorted coldly, "Sharp teeth and sharp mouth."
"My poison skills are better."
The implication——
No one can detoxify Xing Nanye except me.
As the next heir to the Quan family, Quan Hongying has been surrounded by people who flatter him since he was a child.
No one has ever dared to challenge him like this.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger and murderous intent in his heart, and turned sideways, "I can't make the decision. Maybe the one inside can make the decision."
Ye'er is the most promising person to raise Gu butterflies.
The king of the country is also very fond of him.
My sister has never been inside the imperial mausoleum where Ling Long Gu is kept, but Ye'er has been there three times with the king.
Su Ruotang's long eyelashes blinked, covering the emotions in her eyes.
She tilted her head and looked at Quan Hongying: "Maybe?"
Quan Hongying gritted his teeth: "Okay."
The top priority is to stop Ye'er's diarrhea first.
If this continues, people will not die, but half of their lives will be lost.
Returning to the crisis-ridden palace, I don’t know why I died.
Su Ruotang raised his eyebrows: "How can I believe it?"
Quan Hongying clenched his hands behind him.
He stared at Su Ruotang coldly.
Su Ruotang's clear black and white eyes sparkled with a cunning luster as she looked at him.
"Sir, the young master has diarrhea again. Seeing the blood, there is really nothing I can do." The two looked at each other with murderous intent, but were interrupted by the anxious and broken voice of the doctor.
Quan Hongying's pupils narrowed and he said solemnly, "It's no good for me to lie to you, but whether Ye'er is willing or not depends on him."
He sighed secretly in his mind.
With his nephew's worthless appearance.
I was afraid that he would secretly take her to the imperial mausoleum.
Quan Hongying pinched his eyebrows with a headache.
After returning to Xingming, he had to let his father plan and take care of the people in the imperial mausoleum.
His sister had been famous all her life, so why did she give birth to such a love-minded son?
