Happy Marriage

An Sheng's mood gradually improved on the second day, as if after a sleep, those melancholy worries about gain and loss became Nanke's dream.

There are some things that you can't force yourself, so why insist on it? Isn't it self-inflicted trouble?

After he figured it out, An Sheng was still refreshed. He opened his eyes and stretched a big lazy waist, and smiled sweetly at the ghost doctor who was practicing the five animal opera in the yard: "Morning Master!"

The ghost doctor turned around and nodded with satisfaction: "The sugar content in this smile today is not low, and it sounds comfortable."

An Sheng shook his arm, the bracelet on his wrist slid up and down, a little cold.

"Master, what do you want for breakfast? An Sheng will make it for you."

"Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief." The ghost doctor glanced at the treasure on her wrist and teased with a smile.

Qianzhou came in from the front yard and took over the voice: "After a long time, you will get used to it, Master An Sheng. Miss An Sheng has two unique tricks, one trick is to make delicious food, and the other is the kung fu of flattering. It's perfect. I think at the beginning, she used these two tricks to run me away from the young master and successfully replace it. "

The ghost doctor was startled, then laughed loudly.

An Sheng stared at Qianzhou fiercely: "I know that these are the two places you are most jealous of me."

Qianzhou shook his head solemnly: "No, no, I'm most jealous of you because you are a girl. If I were also a woman, I would get ahead of you, act like a spoiled child in front of the son, and get angry, where is there any more? What are you talking about?"

An Sheng was instantly annoyed and turned into anger. He glanced left and right, and saw a few dried gourds hanging on the side. When he grabbed one, he was about to slap it.

Like a monkey, Qianzhou jumped away nimbly, making a fuss: "I dried the gourd and kept it for the master to sell wine. If it breaks, you will pay."

"You're still talking about me? You're not flattering the master!" An Sheng retorted.

Qianzhou imitated her little daughter's demeanor and said awkwardly, "You're still talking about me? You're not flattering the master!"

An Sheng couldn't catch up with him, so he stopped angrily: "Xi Qianzhou, don't let me catch up with you, otherwise I will definitely paint your face and put on a floral dress, so that you can really do what you want and be a girl. baby."

Qianzhou made a face: "I'm so scared."

The ghost doctor cleared his throat solemnly: "You really should feel scared, otherwise, one day, she will change her body and change her identity, and some people will suffer."

Qianzhou later understood the meaning of his words, and laughed at An Sheng with a "hehe": "Agreed in advance, you can either beat or scold, but the only thing you can't hold grudges."

Ghost doctor peacemaker: "Girl, I'm hungry."

An Sheng immediately changed to a smiling face: "What do you want to eat?"

"what will you do?"

Before An Sheng could speak, Qian Zhou said first, "Miss An Sheng's noodles are delicious."

An Sheng's anger remained undisturbed: "It's clear that you are greedy and want to eat, right?"

"I came from the kitchen just now. Sister Feng was rolling out the noodles. She said that she sent dumplings to pick up the noodles. Yesterday, the teacher came back and didn't pay attention to the noodles. I got up early today to make up for it."

Since there are ready-made noodles, An Sheng is naturally happy to be lazy. And now that it's time, it's too late to toss with other things, so I agreed with one bite, went to the kitchen in front, cleaned my hands, and after a while, I brought out the small noodles with Mrs. Feng.

The taste of the noodles is strong, and the whole yard is filled with the scent of rattan pepper oil.

In the noodle bowl, the noodles are as white as snow, the spicy peppers are as red as fire, the green vegetables are dripping green, and they are decorated with sprouts, minced meat, and ground peanuts.

The ghost doctor has traveled all over Chang'an, and has eaten delicious food from all over the world. He has a lot of knowledge, but after tasting it, he is still full of praise.

An Sheng gave a flattering smile: "Do you agree?"

The ghost doctor nodded while sucking.

"After that, An Sheng made it every day for the master to eat."

The ghost doctor didn't lift his head: "It's too early to be profitable, what are the conditions, tell me?"

An Sheng pretended to be: "You are my teacher, and you should be honored."

Leng Nanxian, who was left out in the cold, coughed softly: "So it's also right for your teacher to teach you a little bit of skill, isn't it?"

When his heart was broken, An Sheng sneered twice: "Isn't this master's inheritance to carry forward? The disciple just can't bear to watch the master's good ability reborn by the master."

Qianzhou smiled secretly: "Miss An Sheng is too quick to turn the rudder when she sees the wind. When the master came, he threw my son aside."

After the ghost doctor finished eating a bowl of noodles, he wiped his mouth contentedly: "If you cook a delicious meal for your teacher, your teacher will teach you the same skills. If you are so diligent every day, your teacher will definitely train you to be invulnerable to all poisons and to be covered in poison. The little poison doctor."

An Sheng was immediately excited, with a flattering smile: "It's a deal! Don't go back."

As soon as the voice fell, there was the sound of horse hooves from far to near outside the medicine house, like a drum, and it stopped abruptly at the door of the medicine house.

There are visitors in the medicine house.

Qianzhou got up and opened the courtyard door, but the person standing outside the door knew that it was the brocade-clothed guard in front of Yu Jingyun.

"Excuse me, is Miss An Sheng here?" The guard was polite.

Qianzhou immediately lowered his face: "What's the matter?"

The guard stretched his neck and looked in, saw An Sheng at a glance, and said loudly, "Miss An Sheng, Miss An Sheng!"

Seeing that people were looking for him by name, An Sheng got up and stepped forward: "Are you looking for me for something?"

The guard threw his hands at An Sheng: "Miss An Sheng, I took the liberty to come here and ask you for a bottle of medicine for knife sore."

"Knife sore medicine?" An Sheng asked suspiciously: "What do you want knife sore medicine for? Who is injured?"

The guard hesitated and said, "Master Shizi won't let you say it."

"Is there anything I can't say?" An Sheng continued to ask, "It shouldn't be your son, right?"

The guard was embarrassed and said, "Exactly."

"What?" An Sheng was shocked: "What happened to him? Wasn't he still alive and well yesterday?"

The guard said sternly: "A while ago, my eldest son, because of the rumor, made the emperor Longyan furious and ordered him to train troops in the Xishan camp, and he was not allowed to return to Beijing temporarily without a decree. However, yesterday, my eldest son heard about you. If something goes wrong, immediately disregard our dissuasion and go to Beijing to rescue you."

An Sheng was suddenly shocked: "What? This is a violation of the imperial edict, and it is a serious crime of beheading!"

"That's it, fortunately, the emperor has always been kind, remembering the merits of the eldest son, and there are many courtiers interceding, so that the crime of beheading is avoided.

However, the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped. The Shizi was beaten with fifty military sticks, his skin was ripped apart, and he fainted immediately. "

An Sheng's heart suddenly lifted. Fifty military sticks is not an ordinary punishment. If you fight hard, you will not be able to save your life. Even if Yu Jingyun had an iron body, he couldn't bear it.

Even if there is no injury, if the wound is not handled properly, it will cause fever and festering, etc., which is extremely miserable.

"Can I see the doctor? How is he?" An Sheng asked anxiously.

"I woke up last night, but I told you not to disturb you. As a result, I started to get a little feverish in the morning. The little boy had no choice but to sneak over to ask Miss Ansheng for some medicine for golden sores."

An snorted angrily: "How can you hide such a big thing from me? Where is he now? I'll go see him."

The guard waved his hands in a panic: "No way, if you let Shizi know that Xiao is good at making ideas, and even told you, he will definitely blame Xiao."

"I won't say it."

The guard hesitantly replied, "The Hou residence is recovering."

When it comes to the Hou Mansion, An Sheng is a little terrified.

I don't know how to face Mrs. Hou Ye.

Moreover, Yu Jingyun was the board to endure for himself. He is the apex of the entire Hou Mansion. Will the old lady and others anger themselves for this?

However, the fact that Yu Jingyun is kind to himself is an indescribable fact. Now that he is in bed because of his own illness, he does not go to visit him, which is really ruthless.

She sighed lightly: "You go back first, I'll go to Hou's mansion as soon as I get the medicine."

The guard responded with joy, and immediately raised his eyebrows, got on his horse, and flew away.

An Sheng turned around and saw Leng Nanxian standing behind him: "Master, I"

"You want to visit Yu Jingyun?"

Anson nodded.

"After all, he disobeyed the will of the Holy Spirit because of you, so he should go. I will accompany you."

An Sheng felt that he suddenly had support in his heart and was no longer so timid. The two packed up the wound medicine, got on the carriage outside the door, and headed straight for the Hou residence.

The ghost doctor sat aside, shaking his head and sighing.

Qianzhou asked curiously, "What's wrong, Master?"

The ghost doctor sighed again: "This Shizi Yu not only wants money and money, but also power, good looks, and extraordinary appearance, and he has such a deep love for the little girl. If I were a little girl, I would immediately elope with Shizi Yu to be the Hou's mansion. Concubine Shizi, why stay in the medicine house?"

Qianzhou was not convinced: "Why do you grow other people's ambition and destroy your own prestige? My son is not bad!"

The ghost doctor sneered: "He's not bad, he's rich, and his wealth can rival the country, does An Sheng know?"

Qianzhou shook his head: "Young Master has never disclosed it in front of Miss An Sheng."

"His father has the ability, and An Sheng is also kept in the dark?"

Qianzhou sighed: "Young Master and Master have been arguing all the time, you know it, so you never mentioned it in front of anyone."

"That's why, others are eager to show off, but he has restrained his edge, and outsiders seem to be nothing more than a poor man."

"It's more than a poor man. Outsiders say that my son is a prodigal son, so he is so poor that he can't be called a daughter-in-law."

The ghost doctor almost spit out a sip of tea: "Who said that?"

"Many people say this. Poor Miss An Sheng still spends a lot of money for her son every day, for fear that he will not be able to eat one day."

The ghost doctor sighed one after another: "So, as long as you are a girl with a normal mind, you will understand that Yu Jingyun is a good match. Look, Yu Jingyun, this kid, coaxes the little girl, and there are many ways to do it.

The bodyguard of Shicai was clearly sent by Yu Jingyun, and he even called it self-assertion. What a bitter plan, the little girl passed by, and she was still not moved, and she immediately wished she could make a promise to her? "

Qianzhou sneered at this: "What kind of means is this? If you see the thoughts Yu Shizi spent in pursuit of Miss An Sheng, it's not worth mentioning, a little drizzle."