Throwing the handkerchief on the small dressing table on the verandah, Cheng Xunxun breathed a sigh of relief. When he turned his eyes, he caught sight of the bright eyes of the girl next to him and smiled immediately.

"Why, are you still so energetic now?"

Yu Zhu closed his eyes for a moment and huddled under the quilt.

Cheng Xunxun laughed, stood up and turned off the light, and the room suddenly fell into darkness.

He habitually put his hand on Yu Zhu's belly. Just as he was about to close his eyes, he suddenly felt the person beside him move slightly, and then a soft hand stretched out and touched around, "Hey, you use

A cold shower?"

There was still a trace of abnormal coolness on the strong body that still had moisture.

Cheng Xunxun quickly dragged her hand out of his collar, with a tightness that could not be concealed in his voice, "It doesn't matter, the weather has warmed up."

Yu Zhu didn't give up, nuzzling the crook of his neck like a cat, "...are you... feeling uncomfortable?"

The other little hand started lighting fires here and there in a very dishonest way, and gradually reached down.

Cheng Xunxun took a breath, and the desire that had finally calmed down started to roar again, sparking a little spark in his eyes as dark as night.

"Don't make trouble."

Yuzhu calmed down. She felt that she was at a critical intersection. There were two ways in front of her. One was to pretend not to know. Anyway, it was absolutely impossible for her to become a concubine for him, so just fool him like this.

Let's live it up; or... try again.

She is only a little old now, and her life is still very long. It is too miserable to shrink into a shell for no reason. Besides, is she someone who gives up so easily?

After making up his mind, Yu Zhu's small universe began to burn blazingly again. He gritted his teeth, moved his hand quickly down, and grabbed a certain burning place.

Although I have never done this before, it does not mean that I have never heard of it. In my previous life, there was a weirdo in the dormitory who shared her experience in detail during a sleep-talking session. It doesn’t seem to be very difficult...

Yuzhu swallowed, but his hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.

This size——

Cheng Xunxun groaned, and his body suddenly tensed up. His broad palm grabbed her hand like burning iron, but did not pull away.

Yu Zhu fumbled to prop up half of his body and whispered in his ear, "You went to Qiu Wen's room today."

After thinking about it, it was better to say it out loud. She knew everything about what was going on in the yard, and Cheng Xunxun knew it, so pretending to be dumbfounded only made her suffer.

"I feel bad..." He didn't act or cry, but the faint sadness in his voice was like a feather, floating gently, but never falling to the ground.

The clear meaning is - I love you and regard you as my god, but I can't stop you from going to another woman openly, and you can only feel uncomfortable in your heart...

The tears wet the side of Cheng Xunxun's neck and penetrated into his heart.

Yu Zhu is not pretending to be a full-fledged person, but she does feel uncomfortable.

Is it easy for her? She managed to survive in this dynasty where mistresses and mistresses were legalized and encouraged by the state. She had a lot of bad luck, got married blindly and met a good man, but in the end it was rare to be together for the rest of her life.

It's not that she overthinks it, she actually knows her yard best. Although Qiu Wen is still Cheng Xunxun's roommate, it has been strictly guarded for a long time. Without her permission, who would be brave enough to spread the news for her?

So there is only one possibility: Cheng Xunxun went to find her by himself.

Why, it’s really easy to guess...

"Good boy, don't cry..." Cheng Xunxun was a little frustrated, why did the servant say everything to Yu Zhu.

Not caring about the ferocious woman below, she held Yu Zhu in her arms and comforted her carefully, "Why are you crying... I didn't touch her."

He did have some needs, but he didn't necessarily have to go to bed with a woman to vent his needs, but he couldn't bear to let the little girl in his arms, who was as good as a cat, do these things.

When Yu Zhu heard this, he felt a little relieved. In this world, you can't be too demanding. At least the bottom line has been kept.

…

Early the next morning, when she opened her eyes in a daze, she was faced with a pair of bottomless black eyes, which were filled with faint light, as if they were about to swallow her in one gulp.

Although Yu Zhu looked innocent, he still felt his cheeks burning, and his legs curled up into the quilt, like a small pointed rice dumpling.

A smile flashed in Cheng Xunxun's eyes, and he dug her out of the quilt, "I'm sorry now. Why were you so brave last night? Humph."

Looking at the gorgeous and smooth skin on her neck and her delicate white and tender cheeks, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the bright red mouth. It was slightly red and swollen, but it looked so clear and lovely.

He couldn't help but hold her in his arms and kiss her a few times. His slender fingers slowly stroked the ambiguous red mark on her chest, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "Get up and have breakfast, eh?"

Yuzhu was shy for a while and then put it behind him, wasn't it just... hmm, what's the matter.

The maids served porridge, various snacks and side dishes. After the two of them finished eating, they went to Siqian Hall together.

Xie didn't even get up yet.

Mother Yang hurriedly opened the curtain and came out. She knelt down and saluted before saying, "Second Master, Second Madam, the old lady has a headache and is still resting. You'd better go back first."

The smile on Cheng Xunxun's face slowly faded, and he said in a deep voice, "Has the imperial doctor seen it?"

There was unconcealed worry in Yang Ma**'s voice, "No, the old lady is still asleep. The eldest young master and eldest mistress came just now and persuaded me to go back."

"Where's father?"

"My husband stayed at Aunt Chen's place last night..." Yang's mother lowered her head and held her sleeves tightly with her hands.

An angry look suddenly appeared on Cheng Xunxun's brows, and he ordered in a cold voice, "First, take my name card and ask Dr. Li, and ask Deng De to find a boy who is good at riding horses, and hurry up."

Mother Yang nodded repeatedly, walked to the door and was called back.

"Send someone to deliver a message to eldest brother. If there's nothing important, come back quickly." He knew best: Ms. Xie has a very strong temper. If she hadn't really been unable to hold on any longer, she would definitely not be bedridden.

Mother Yang quickly bowed in agreement and hurried out.

Not long after, Dr. Li trotted in panting. He was still wiping his sweat with a relaxed look on his face as he entered, laughing at himself, "This old man's bones are about to fall apart."

But when she came out, her expression was solemn, with a faint look of embarrassment, but she was secretly complaining in her heart. She originally thought that the old lady was old and felt unwell. She could get a large reward for running errands, but she didn't know that it would be such a troublesome thing at the stall.

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"Master Cheng, could you please take a moment to speak?" He twirled the sparse mustache under his chin again and again before making up his mind.

Cheng Xunxun paused for a moment, without revealing his face, and gently stretched his forearms, "Please come this way."

"...The old lady's condition is a little bad." After leaving the house where the maids were busy going back and forth, Dr. Li talked nonsense with Cheng Xunxun, "...the meridians are dry, the tendons are contracted, the limbs are contracted, and the limbs are bent.

No stretching, numbness and no benevolence; excess dampness in the internal organs, resulting in turbidity, blocking the clear path, confusion and confusion... Liver yang is violently expanded, yang transforms into wind, and qi and blood are reversed, leading to excess and deficiency in the upper and lower parts."

"It's quite dangerous. With my meager strength, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble Master Yi Zheng..."

To be able to make even the euphemistically tactful imperial physician say something sinister... Cheng Xunxun frowned.

Dr. Li considered leaving a prescription and left without taking any "drink money".

Cheng Xunxun came back after seeing the people off, told Yu Zhu about the situation, and added at the end, "I also need to ask the imperial doctor to come over." Then he went out to make arrangements.

Yu Zhu couldn't believe it. She took herself out well yesterday, but why did she become so sick?

Walking into the inner room, Ms. Xie on the bed looked like she had never seen before. All the coldness and indifference had gone away, and she looked as thin as an ordinary old man, old, haggard, and thin...

Yang's mother had come back and was standing by the bed wiping her tears. When she saw Yu Zhu come in, she hurriedly came over to help her.

"Mother Yang, don't worry about me... first tell me in detail what the situation is like."

"Yes... the old lady went to bed early last night. She had a severe headache in the middle of the night. The servant got up and helped her pour a cup of soothing tea to eat. She also rubbed her head for half an hour. After seeing that the old lady was sleeping peacefully, the servant left.

"Yes." Mother Yang shed tears when she looked at Mr. Xie's sleepy face, and she kept blaming herself for not realizing it earlier.

Yu Zhu patted her hand and advised, "Mom, please stop blaming yourself. You have been serving the old lady for a long time, and you are in her best interest. Now a lot of detailed work depends on you."

Asking Mama Yang to cheer up, Yu Zhu didn't plan to leave, so she stayed in the house to take care of her.

After a while, Yuzhu, the eldest maid in Xie's house, came in holding a small tea tray. Inside was a white porcelain tureen, exuding a strong medicinal smell.

Yuzhu stepped forward to pick it up, and sat by the bed to give Xie some medicine. However, Xie clenched her teeth and couldn't feed her. While she was in a hurry, she heard something moving outside.

Then the curtain was opened, and the old man walked in, followed closely by Ji and Cheng Siyi.

Yu Zhu hurriedly handed the medicine bowl to Yang's mother, stood up and curtsied.

"What's going on?" The old man's face was livid, and he glanced at Yang's mother fiercely, "This is how you serve the master."

Mother Yang lowered her head and remained silent, without saying a word in defense. She covered her mouth and choked again.

Yu Zhu lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the sarcasm in his eyes. According to the imperial doctor, the internal organs, qi and blood are not running normally, which is the root cause of the disease caused by long-term worry, anger or excessive fatigue... Who is really to blame?

?

"Where is your father?" After scolding Yang's mother, he asked Cheng Siyi.

Cheng Siyi instinctively shrank and said, "Father had something to do last night and did not return home."

The old man became angry when he saw him like this, but because his wife was seriously ill, he restrained himself from getting angry and asked about her illness.

Yu Zhu reported carefully, not wanting to say more than a word, and then stood aside and thought hard about how to feed the medicine.

The old man's eyes touched Xie's sallow and haggard face, he was startled, and involuntarily took two steps towards the bed.

"This...this..."
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