Hearing this, Old Man Sun raised his leg doubtfully.
Immediately, he said in surprise: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it really doesn't hurt anymore! Little lady, you are a miracle doctor!"
When Aunt Sun heard this, she immediately looked apologetic and said, "Little lady, I didn't expect you to be so powerful. You were just an old woman. I misunderstood you, but I'm really sorry!"
"It's okay, it's just a little effort. I would like to thank you auntie for giving us a place to stay. Excuse me, where is the kitchen? I want to make some medicine."
Aunt Sun slapped her thigh and said, "I almost forgot, my dear, your husband is still injured and unconscious, so we can't delay. Come, the kitchen is over here. If you need anything, just tell me!"
The kitchen was built with thatch, and the earthen stove was very crude. Even the medicine jars were in tatters, but they were barely usable.
After Yan Mingzhu washed the herbs, she put them into medicine jars and put them on the fire rack to fry.
In order to control the heat, she moved a small bench, held a cattail leaf fan in one hand, and held her chin in the other hand, fanning from time to time to ensure that the flames would not go out.
"elder sister."
Yan Mingzhu was thinking about something when she suddenly heard a childish voice.
Turning around, she saw Nuonuo lying at the door, her little head exposed, staring at her eagerly.
"Nuo Nuo, what's wrong?"
The little baby ran over and said, "Sister, I'm so hungry."
As he spoke, he touched his flat belly with his little hands.
Yan Mingzhu was amused by her little expression, and Qi Jue suddenly fainted. After all the trouble, she actually forgot about eating.
I looked around to see if there was anything to eat, and saw a few sweet potatoes in a basket.
"Sister, would you like to bake some fragrant sweet potatoes for you?"
Nuo Nuo nodded vigorously, moved a small bench, and sat next to Yan Mingzhu, "Sister, are you making medicine for big brother? Nuo Nuo will cook it with you!"
In fact, the ultimate goal is to eat sweet potatoes as soon as possible, right?
Yan Mingzhu did not expose the little baby's little thoughts, put the sweet potatoes into the fire, and the big one and the little one stayed by the fire.
When the sweet potatoes were roasted, Yan Mingzhu picked them out, dusted them off, picked a big one, and changed hands while peeling them.
Because the newly roasted sweet potatoes were so hot, Yan Mingzhu touched her ears and wrapped the bottom of the sweet potatoes with a handkerchief to make sure they were not too hot before handing them to Nuo Nuo.
"Eat it in small bites, or it will burn your mouth."
Nuo Nuo nodded obediently, holding the sweet potato in her small hands, biting it obediently, her big eyes narrowed into crescent moons, "It's delicious, so sweet!"
"Eat slowly, there are several more, all yours."
But Nuo Nuo shook her head, "This is for my sister, this is for my eldest brother, and the rest is for the grandma and grandpa outside. Nuo Nuo is a child, and she will be full after eating one!"
This child is really well-behaved and sensible, and he can't help but remind Yan Mingzhu of his eldest nephew.
When she was still alive in her previous life, her eldest nephew Ming Xingjian was still a pink and tender baby, more sensible and obedient than other children of the same age.
If she had not been killed, she could have watched her two nephews and one niece grow up. What a happy thing it would be!
Thinking of this, Yan Mingzhu looked at Nuo Nuo with even more affection.
"Ahem."
Just at this time, she suddenly heard a slight cough. Yan Mingzhu looked up and saw Qi Jue standing at the door without knowing it.
It's just that he is weak now, so he is half leaning on the door frame, his figure is lazy, but the eyes looking at her are not as cold as usual, but with a little bit of warmth.
"Don't you have a share in this king?"
Yan Mingzhu put down the cattail leaf fan and stood up, "Your Highness, why are you up? You suffered internal injuries and cannot move around casually."
"I woke up and didn't see you, so I came here to have a look."
Listening to this, why does it feel like the child can't find his mother after he wakes up?
Yan Mingzhu held his hand, asked him to sit down on the small bench, and then handed him another sweet potato.
"Now, since Your Highness wants to eat it so much, I'll give you one."
But Qi Jue didn't answer, and her tone sounded a little aggrieved: "The sweet potatoes you gave her were peeled."
Yan Mingzhu: "?"
After being stunned for two seconds, Yan Mingzhu finally understood. She couldn't laugh or cry for a moment, "Your Highness, are you a child?"
Qi Jue said seriously and matter-of-factly: "This king is injured."
Therefore, it is natural that he should receive special care, even more special than this little baby.
Of course, the superior King Dingbei will never admit that he is jealous of a little kid.
"How come I didn't realize before that His Majesty, the dignified King Dingbei, is actually a scoundrel?"
Although he said this, he took the sweet potato in his hand, peeled off the skin one by one, revealing the yellow and orange flesh of the sweet potato, and then handed it to Qi Jue.
"It's ready to eat, big kid."
Qi Jue was amused by Yan Mingzhu's bold name. He stretched out a slender jade-like finger and gently poked her between the eyebrows.
"You are so brave. No one has ever dared to call me that."
Yan Mingzhu blinked, "Can't I call you that?"
In fact, Yan Mingzhu just asked casually and didn't take it seriously. When she was about to get up, she heard Qi Jue answer calmly: "Okay."
After a pause, he added: "I only give you this privilege."
The man's gaze was so deep and tender that it made Yan Mingzhu unable to look directly.
Nuo Nuo was holding a half-eaten sweet potato, squatting next to her, looking at Yan Mingzhu, then at Qi Jue, picking at her little face strangely.
The expressions of the elder sister and the eldest brother are so strange. Why are they staring at each other? This look... is like a sweet potato that can be pulled into strips?
Just at this time, the medicine was ready.
Yan Mingzhu stood up to pour the medicine, then turned around and handed it to Qi Jue, "Your Highness, this good medicine is bitter, so drink it all."
She was allowed to call him a big kid, but she talked to him in a coaxing tone and said he was addicted.
Qi Jue took it and was drinking the medicine when Aunt Sun came over.
"Hey, little lady, your husband is awake? As soon as he wakes up, he can't wait to come to you. The relationship between husband and wife is very deep!"
Yan Mingzhu had a premonition of something bad the moment she saw Aunt Sun appear, and wanted to stop her from speaking, but obviously her movements were not as fast as Aunt Sun's mouth.
After Qi Jue heard the word husband, he choked on the medicine.
"Ahem..."
Yan Mingzhu felt a little guilty and went to pat him on the back, whispering in his ear: "Your Highness, this is a misunderstanding. I was afraid that others would be suspicious, so I made up a random story. If you think it's inappropriate,
I can make it clear to my aunt..."
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qi Jue: "I think there is nothing wrong with this, madam."