Happy Marriage

Yu Jingyun happily took An Sheng straight to his yard, and the Jingshu Pavilion where An Sheng lived was just separated by a wall.

There were also groups of servants in the yard. When they saw the two of them came forward to greet each other, they all knew that they were safe.

Yu Jingyun smiled slightly: "I often go out early and come back late, so there is a small kitchen in the yard, which has everything you need."

An Sheng glanced at her and said in a low voice, "I didn't expect you to be surrounded by beautiful women, beautiful and blessed, and these little girls are all water spirits."

Yu Jingyun touched his nose embarrassingly: "It was arranged by my mother and grandmother, saying that those little servants are clumsy and can't take care of them well."

An Sheng understands that in a big family, whenever a man is an adult, there is a girl in the room who makes a bed and folds the quilt in front of him and waits on him. He doesn't make a fuss.

Yu Jingyun asked anxiously, "What do you understand? These girls are not what you think."

Seeing him in a hurry, An Sheng was amused, tilted his head and asked, "What about Jin Mi'er?"

Yu Jingyun choked for a moment, slightly embarrassed: "But I've never had any charming thoughts. Before I met you, I was able to understand all of the six orifices, but not one."

Seeing that he started talking nonsense again, An Sheng interrupted in a hurry, asked where the kitchen was, and went straight in. Yu Jingyun followed closely, admiring An Sheng's skillful movements.

The prince condescended to the kitchen, frightened the little servants and servants in the yard, surrounded the kitchen door, stretched his neck, and stared curiously inside. An Sheng instructed Yu Jingyun to turn around in circles.

The cook behind him was trembling, almost as nervous as an enemy.

This time, An Sheng made a bowl of light seafood noodles for Yu Jingyun, and he put a lot of thought into it.

The soup in the casserole is as thick as milk, white and sticky, and the wide noodles, translucent shrimp, white scallops, and golden crab **** are rolled up and down. Then sprinkle a little bit of white pepper, and throw in two pieces of vegetable leaves that are as green as jade, and the rich aroma instantly transpires the whole kitchen.

The chefs and servants, who have long been accustomed to delicacies from mountains and seas, are not surprised, but Yu Shizi ate them with relish and devoured them.

An Sheng sat on the side, holding his cheeks and watching Yu Jingyun sweeping away the clouds, waiting patiently for him to drink the soup into his stomach and wipe his mouth.

"Really good hands make fragrance, and it is worthy of being a great joy in life."

An Sheng asked, "Are you full?"

Yu Jingyun nodded: "I'm full, let's go."

The two left the house side by side, Yu Jingyun worried that An Sheng would be afraid of the cold, called a carriage, and went straight to the medicine house.

An Sheng couldn't wait, but also felt uneasy. He wondered how to speak after seeing Leng Nanxian? He should have known that he had come, but there was no response, which made An Sheng a little discouraged. I feel that in Leng Nanxian's heart, perhaps, all of this doesn't matter.

The carriage passed through the streets and alleys, and after a while, it arrived at the medicine house.

Yu Jingyun first lifted the curtain of the car, jumped out of the carriage, and then turned around to help An Sheng.

An Sheng jumped out of the carriage, saw the door closed, took a deep breath, and couldn't wait to knock on the door.

The door quickly opened from the inside, and it was neither Qianzhou nor Sister Feng who came out, but the girl An Sheng saw last time.

The girl looked up and down at An Sheng in surprise, and said unceremoniously, "Why are you here again?"

An Sheng tried hard to ignore the hostility in her words, and asked softly, "Is Master there?"

The girl shook her head: "Not here."

"Not here?" An Sheng was a little disappointed: "Where did he go?"

"Going out." The girl said coldly and rudely.

"Is Mrs. Feng here?"

"None of them, only myself, they all followed the master away."

An Sheng bit his lower lip gently: "When will Master come back?"

"It's impossible to say, two months sooner or half a year later."

An Sheng was stunned for a moment.

The girl closed the door with a bang, and said in a muffled voice, "You won't be here anymore. Master said that I don't want to see you again."

The girl's words struck An Sheng's heart again like a heavy hammer. An Sheng lowered his hand in despair, looked at the closed door, and bit his lip lightly: "Let's go."

Yu Jingyun didn't speak, the two got into the carriage, remained silent all the way, and returned to the Hou residence.

"Are you sad?"

When he reached the entrance of An Sheng's courtyard, Yu Jingyun finally couldn't help asking.

An Sheng nodded honestly: "I am not only sad, but also very tired, and my whole body seems to be collapsed."

Yu Jingyun raised his hand and patted her shoulder: "I don't know how to comfort you, all I know is that I hope you can be happy and stop being unhappy all the time. So, I will do whatever you propose. Satisfying you. I just didn't expect that it would make you even more sad."

An Sheng blinked and smiled forcefully: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me."

"Okay, rest early, and I'll take you out tomorrow to relax."

An Sheng nodded, returned to the yard, then turned his face and said to Yu Jingyun, "Thank you."

Yu Jingyun grinned and smiled brightly.

That night, An Sheng slept poorly, vaguely, when he heard a woman whimpering and crying in the distance, blowing along the edge of the window along the wind.

But when I listened carefully, it disappeared again, as if it was just an illusion.

An Sheng wrapped the quilt tightly around his body and felt that his body was cold, from head to toe.

When I woke up the next day, I couldn't help but curiously asked Jin Mi'er if there had been a woman crying all night?

However, Jin Mi'er didn't care at all, and denied it: "Where is it? Maybe Miss An Sheng heard it wrong? The wind was blowing lively last night, and she whimpered, as if she was crying at her throat. "

It just so happened that the girl named Xing'er came in with the washing water, and also denied it with a smile: "Last night, I thought someone was crying at first, but then I got up and opened the window to listen to it. It was indeed the wind."

The girl named Tao'er hesitated, glanced at Jin Mi'er, and swallowed her words.

An Sheng was a little suspicious, and felt that he heard it clearly last night, it was either the wind or someone was crying all the time.

Xu Shi Jin Mi'er is reluctant to say more. After all, which mansion has no hidden secrets that people don't want to know about?

After she washes up, she naturally still has to give the old lady an injection first.

She put away the silver needle on the table, wiped the potion with a clean handkerchief, put it in the needle bag, and went straight to the old lady's yard.

The old lady had just had breakfast, and was talking to Mrs. Hou, when she saw An Sheng smiling with kind eyes and kind eyes, very kind.

An Sheng said good morning, everything was ready, so he took the silver needles out of the needle bag one by one and carefully cut them into the old lady's waist.

Mrs. Hou Ye and Mrs. 2, as well as a nanny, are waiting in front of them.

None of the people said a word, and watched An Sheng's slender fingers flexibly and gently swirl with their breath, skillful and graceful.

The old lady frowned slightly: "How do you feel different from applying acupuncture today and in the past?"

An Sheng's subordinates paused: "How is it different? Am I too strong?"

The old lady said suspiciously: "I feel a little numb in the waist, and my perception is not very sensitive. It is not like the past, where I feel a momentary tightness."

An Sheng said: "Perhaps it was sparsely passed yesterday, and it is not so obvious today."

The old lady gave an "oh", her face still not good-looking: "How come you don't even feel any pain when you get acupuncture?"

An Sheng's fingertips stiffened, and he pressed harder: "What about now?"

The old lady snorted softly: "Why is my entire waist numb, as if I have lost consciousness?"

These words shocked everyone in the room, and they all gathered around.

"How could it be?" An Sheng asked suspiciously: "Has it been lying on the stomach for a long time and the blood is not smooth?"

The old lady tried to move again and was defeated angrily: "Even the two legs don't seem to be his own, and most of them are numb."

These words frightened everyone, and they shouted in a panic, "What's wrong?"

An Sheng also panicked suddenly, and received the silver needle in a panic.

Lin Wanwan stayed by the side the whole time, and without hesitation, separated from the crowd and stepped forward, pushed An Sheng to a stagger, and pressed a pair of slender fingers on the waist of the old lady: "Do you still feel pain in old age? ?"

The old lady shook her head: "I don't feel anything."

Her hands continued to move down to her knees and tapped with her fingernails: "Where is it?"

The old lady frowned tightly: "There is still a little pain."

"It's broken!" Lin Wanwan's expression suddenly changed: "I've heard of quack doctors who don't know medical skills, make careless diagnosis and treatment, hurt muscles and bones, and cause people to be paralyzed. Today, I'm afraid it should be on the old lady. ."

The second lady glanced at An Sheng: "It's just a few silver needles, how can it be so powerful? I'm afraid it's an alarmist, right?"

Lin Wanwan shook his head anxiously: "Silver needles can cure diseases, but naturally they can also harm people. The meridians of the human body are intricately covered, and a little careless sticking in the wrong place can make people instantly lose consciousness and become numb. It's the same principle that a person of martial arts uses a golden needle to acupoint acupoints."

"How about that?" Mrs. Hou was so anxious that she was equally at a loss: "I said earlier that this girl has only learned medical skills for half a year, and she is still superficial and has little knowledge, so she can't diagnose and treat the old lady. Such audacity!"

For a long time, An Sheng's mind was full of confusion, a little inexplicable.

If it is said that when she first entered the mansion, she was still a beginner, and she was not sure about it. But now, she has been studying acupuncture and moxibustion hard for half a year. She has also treated many patients with silver needles in the medicine house. She already knows the human body well, even if she closes her eyes, she will not be wrong.

How could such a big disaster happen today?

Before thinking about being ugly, Lin Wanwan pointed the arrow directly at her, with condemnation.

She couldn't tell the difference, because she herself didn't know what was wrong?

But she also had to admit that Lin Wanwan's words were right, because when she was a beginner, her master had warned her like this, and told her not to act rashly, so as not to cause irreparable mistakes.