Happy Marriage

An Sheng was immediately annoyed: "No wonder Master is not happy every time he sees this big persimmon. It is clear that they are asking for Master, why are they so unreasonable?"

"Big persimmon?"

An Sheng snorted towards the door, secretly slandering in his heart. He just lost his temper at himself two days ago, and today he came over with a new teacher.

Qianzhou bared his teeth happily: "They treat the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and they are afraid that the son will not treat him. Where is my son who is the kind of person who does not distinguish between public and private?"

An Sheng snorted: "Thanks to the big persimmon, auspicious person and heaven, I can come back to life when I meet Master."

Qianzhou nodded: "Young master has been restless, cleaning up the wounds of Shizi Yu, healing the arrow wounds, and detoxifying his wounds with all his strength. He stood in front of his couch for more than ten hours, all the while concentrating, his eyes were sore. Now, all the white clothes are soaked, and they are tightly attached to the body, and the whole person is like being fished out of the water.

I am sure that if there was no willpower to support him at that time, the young master would have collapsed. "

"Ah?" An Sheng didn't know that the treatment process was so difficult, and he couldn't help but feel a little distressed, not only for Yu Jingyun, who was at stake and suffering a serious crime, but also for Leng Nanxian, who was working day and night to treat him.

"At that time, Shizi Yu's heart was about to stop, and the Marquis of Dingguo also came, and now the concubine is also coming out of the palace. Everyone thought that Shizi Yu was afraid that he would not be able to return to the sky, and there was a sound of mourning outside the medicine house. My son just said indifferently. After two words, there was a dead silence inside and out."

"What word?" An Sheng couldn't wait to ask, feeling as if he was hearing about a book, and his heart also hung up.

Qianzhou tried his best to imitate Leng Nanxian's cold demeanor, frowning and spit out two words: "Shut up!"

"Ah?" This time, An Sheng was even more surprised. After all, what Leng Nanxian was facing at the time was not someone else, but the concubine, the concubine, who held the power of life and death.

Qianzhou smiled proudly: "That imposing manner is like a young general commanding Ruoding, so don't be too majestic."

An Shengxiang followed, and felt honored: "Master is too domineering, it should be like this, let those people dare to be arrogant again!"

"Those lieutenants are also real men. When my son was exhausted and announced that the detoxification was successful and Yu Shizi was out of danger, the guards outside the door immediately knelt on the ground and gave the son a big salute. Then he threatened him with a knife earlier. Master's lieutenants also wept with joy, they made a special trip to plead guilty, and flogged each other in front of the son to apologize to the son."

From the conversation between the two, An Sheng had vaguely known that Leng Nanxian had once saved Yu Jingyun's life, but he didn't expect that there would be such a background.

Qianzhou was just a few words that were understated, and An Sheng could already feel that Yu Jingyun's generals and soldiers were kind to him. She felt that Yu Jingyun's majesty and majesty could make so many brocade-clothed guards worry about him, so it was obvious that he was a heroic figure with thousands of loyalty and loyalty.

And my master is even more majestic. The real Mount Tai collapses before the front and does not act in the way. No matter who it is, no matter how skilled the medical skills are, when encountering such a battle, the knife is on the neck, life and death are on the line, I am afraid that the body will be paralyzed. Can't move.

It is said that "relying on talent and being proud of things" Master has real skills, and only then did he dare to be so proud.

She sincerely admired: "Master and Yu Shizi are both true heroes."

Qianzhou smiled: "Young Master and Yu Shizi actually sympathize with each other, but both of them are on the air, and on the surface they are arguing, and they are incompatible."

An Sheng also nodded in agreement: "Yu Shizi's arrogant and arrogant temper has been teased many times in front of Master, but it rarely occurs. It can be seen that he still respects Master in his heart."

Outside the door, the resounding sound of hooves resounded like a drum.

Qianzhou left the medicinal materials in his hand still with no end in sight: "The Lord is here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Yu Jingyun's impatient voice: "Qianzhou, my master counts to 'two'. If you don't open the door again, I will order someone to tear down the gate."

"Come on!" Qianzhou hurriedly responded, trotted, opened the door, and turned to Yu Jingyun, knelt down and kowtowed.

Yu Jingyun got off his horse and pointed at Qianzhou with his whip: "It's getting more and more dawdling, I'm afraid that apart from the palace, no one in the capital dares to shut the door for you."

Qianzhou stood up with a smile on his face: "Where, I heard your voice, Lord Shizi, and ran over quickly."

"Where's your son?" Yu Jingyun no longer cares about him, and has long forgotten the unhappiness of the previous two days.

"I'm researching prescriptions in the middle."

"Okay!" Yu Jingyun said a word, then turned his head to face the belated carriageway behind him: "Come down."

An Sheng was curious, and pulled his neck to look. When the curtain of the carriage was lifted, a green girl of about twenty-eight poked out most of her body, and then stepped on the human stool and got out of the carriage. Then, another beautiful woman showed a pair of slender hands, covered her face with a round fan, and got off the carriage wrigglingly.

Then, one after another, five girls came down, dressed in colorful Luo skirts, as soft as a willow. All of them have eyebrows and apricot eyes, lips like Han Li, and their manners are all square.

Fragrant car BMW beauty, how pleasing to the eye.

An Sheng was a little surprised and didn't understand what medicine Yu Jingyun sold in this gourd.

"Yu Shizi, this, this" Qianzhou asked stutteringly.

Yu Jingyun waved his hand: "Go, call your master out. Tell him that his beauty is here."

Qianzhou couldn't help shrugging his shoulders: "Yanfu?"

Yu Jingyun urged impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, go quickly!"

An Sheng's heart suddenly lifted up erratically,

Yan Fu? Yu Jingyun shouldn't have brought a few beauties to Master with tea and water, right?

After that, Yaolu was no longer called Yaolu, but was changed to Lefang, and the plaque with the medicine hand-producing incense was also withdrawn, and it was changed to lively and fragrant.

She, Xia Ansheng, was afraid that she would be put aside by the master, or sent back.

Therefore, when Xia Ansheng looked at Yu Jingyun's eyes, flames flickered and roared.

Yu Jingyun seemed to feel it, turned his head and raised his eyebrows at An Sheng and smiled, with a bit of pride.

The day before yesterday, the holiday that was furious at his own thunder had long since been thrown into the clouds.

An Sheng still remembered his grudges, but now he added new grudges, pouted, gave him a cold face, turned his head and looked critically at the group of Baimei Qianjiao.

Bulging forward and backward, the style is hot, charming and enchanting, especially the soul-sucking pulse. When I look at it, I feel that my heart is racing, and the nose is hot. Even the well-trained guards outside the door have their necks twisted. broken.

An Sheng felt sour in his heart, which was quite uncomfortable, and scolded the big persimmon in secret.

Qianzhou was even more hopeless, and his eyes were fixed, but he didn't move.

An Sheng really wanted to pick up the dustpan in his hand and slammed it towards the back of his head, really losing the person in the medicine house.

The door of the clinic opened with a squeak, and Leng Nanxian, dressed in snow, came out of the room, looked around indifferently at the five charming girls, and frowned at Yu Jingyun: "Yu Shizi? You? What does this mean?"

Several beautiful girls were obviously excited, either unscrupulous or shy, and their eyes kept floating on Leng Nanxian's body, flushed all over, and their eyes sparkled.

The hero is sad about the beauty pass, and this woman is also sad about the beauty man pass. Young Master Leng Nanxian is as jade-like as jade, with peerless elegance, and he can throw fruit and carts on the street. Who can escape his charm?

An Sheng snorted softly in his heart, and "snapped" the party ginseng in his hand.

Yu Jingyun didn't answer Leng Nanxian's question, but just waved his hand behind him: "Let's go and see your master soon."

The five young beauties immediately rushed to the ground and bowed down to Yu Jingyun shyly and timidly: "Master, great blessings."

The voice is delicate and watery, like a mountain road with nine bends and eighteen bends, turning many tones and trembling a few times. Waves of light flowed in his eyes, and there was a smile on his lips, which made him feel numb when he saw it.

Leng Nanxian's face darkened a bit, and he snorted coldly, "When did I promise to accept an apprentice?"

Yu Jingyun stood with his shoulders crossed, his whole body was as tall and cold as a mountain carved by a knife, but the corners of his lips curled slightly: "You are too shabby in this medicine house, and there is a person serving tea and water by your side. None of it, it really doesn't fit your status as a cold genius doctor. You rely on Sister Feng alone for food, clothing, housing and transportation, and it seems that Sister Feng is tired and thin."

Not only Qianzhou, but also An Sheng couldn't hold back, "puchi" laughed.

This is actually not wrong. Inside and outside, Mrs. Feng is busy alone, and it is really hard. Just looking at Mrs. Feng's body shape, she really hasn't been tired and thin. Isn't Yu Jingyun talking nonsense?

Yu Jingyun glanced at An Sheng, then continued to Leng Nanxian: "These girls are not vulgar fans, they are all carefully selected by my old lady, and then brought up by herself, all of them are knowledgeable. In addition, I know everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. I care about your food and daily life on weekdays, make beds and quilts for you, and when you are bored, you can play the piano, sing songs, dance and cultivate your sentiments. This is the joy of life. "

Leng Nanxian didn't interrupt his words, and after he finished speaking, he firmly refused: "Since Yu Shizi knows style like this, he will leave it to himself to enjoy it, kindly accept it, please come back."

Yu Jingyun turned around and instructed the girls, "How did you explain to you when you came here? You usually look very clever, but you are stupid at the critical moment."

The girls seemed to be impatient for a long time. As soon as the order was given, there was a ding-dong on the ring, and the fragrant wind surrounded Leng Nanxian. There are hooks and shoulders, and I wish I could go up and down and knead Leng Nanxian all over the body.

"Master Leng, the slave is called Shuli."

"I'm Tian Mi'er."

Yingsheng Yanyu, dizzying.

Leng Nanxian was overwhelmed by the disturbance, and suddenly became furious. With a wave of his sleeves, he broke free of a few people and said sternly, "Get out!"

A few people probably felt that Leng Nanxian had such a warm and jade-like bearing, and his temperament was so violent, which was a little unexpected, and they all couldn't help but stare at each other.