Happy Marriage

"Who doesn't know? Aren't you busy trying to please that Xia Ansheng?" Ling Luobing retorted bluntly.

Yu Jingyun suddenly felt one head and two big ones: "Be obedient, can you go back first? When my injury is healed, I will definitely go to find you."

"But I'm here to take care of Brother Jingyun. My aunt said it too, and told me to stay here until you recover."

"what?"

Yu Jingyun suddenly felt miserable: "There are so many servants in my house, how can you let your dignified county master serve me?"

"I'm happy." Ling Luobing said without hesitation: "So, don't be shy, Brother Jingyun, let me wipe the medicine for you."

After speaking, he raised his hand, and Yu Jingyun was caught off guard, but she succeeded in pulling away most of the quilt.

Although Yu Jingyun was lying on the bed, he made a quick shot, and when he raised his hand like electricity, he clamped Ling Luobing's arm, and then pushed down with force.

Ling Luobing let out a pained cry and lay down.

After all, Yu Jingyun didn't dare to be ruthless, how much mercy, Ling Luobing just happened to be lying beside him, the other arm wrapped around his neck.

Ling Luobing didn't look at her petite body, but she was lying on Yu Jingyun's shoulder, but she secretly exerted a little strength, and even suppressed him for a while.

Then, Ling Luobing laughed and slapped Yu Jingyun on the cheek with a sound.

"Come on!"

Yu Jingyun was immediately annoyed, isn't this taking advantage of people's danger?

As soon as he stood up, he stood up halfway: "Ling Luobing, do you dare to kiss me?"

As soon as he lifted his body, he realized that An Sheng was standing at the door at some point.

The outside guards didn't even come in to report!

The two slept together, and Ling Luobing's arm was still reluctantly twisting a twist on him.

It just doesn't make sense.

"An Sheng?" Yu Jingyun stammered, "Why are you here?"

Ling Luobing turned his face and raised his eyebrows smugly at An Sheng.

An Sheng smiled awkwardly: "I don't seem to be here at the right time."

"No, An Sheng, listen to my explanation."

Yu Jingyun had prepared a lot of rhetoric, but at this time he was incoherent and all choked in his throat.

Leng Nanxian followed An Sheng and smiled slightly: "Yu Shizi must remember to take good care of your body. Now is the time when the scar is healing. The action is too violent, which is not conducive to the recovery of the wound."

Yu Jingyun was speechless, and before he spoke, Ling Luobing blamed himself: "I remember, I will take good care of him in the future."

"Who will take care of you?" Yu Jingyun became angry and waved her hand away: "Take your medicine and get out of here!"

Ling Luobing bit his lower lip aggrieved: "That's right, let me take care of you until you recover."

Leng Nanxian glanced at the ointment in Ling Luobing's hand, and said softly to An Sheng: "It seems that Yu Shizi doesn't need you and me to see a doctor here. What Luo Bing County Master has in his hand is the best medicine for golden sores. Not bad at all.”

"No," Yu Jingyun didn't know how to explain it to An Sheng, and the busier he got, the more chaotic: "I don't need her medicine, it was just a misunderstanding just now."

An Sheng smiled: "It doesn't matter, Yu Shizi doesn't need to explain."

"Why don't you need to explain?" An Sheng's indifferent indifference made him a little annoyed, and he instantly took anger at Ling Luobing, and said coldly: "You go, I don't need you to cause trouble here."

Ling Luobing changed his previous stubbornness and said softly: "Auntie specially asked me to take care of you, and I will naturally do what I promised her."

An Sheng said with interest: "Since Princess Luo Bing is here to take care of Shizi Yu, then An Sheng will not bother. You take care of yourself."

She and Leng Nanxian turned around and wanted to leave, but Yu Jingyun was in a hurry, gritted his teeth and jumped up from the bed.

"quiet!"

He was tortured by the cane just yesterday, and his real skin was ripped open. When he got up, the blood that had just stopped seeped out again. He couldn't help but groan.

Ling Luobing got up and sat in front of him, exclaiming in distress: "Your injury!"

Yu Jingyun disregarded Ling Luobing's dissuasion, and forced himself to get out of bed. Unexpectedly, as soon as his legs became weak, he knelt on one knee on the ground.

An Sheng turned his face when he heard the movement, and saw Yu Jingyun kneeling on one knee, the little clothes on his back covered with new blood.

She couldn't help but turn pale with fright, stepped forward in two steps, went to help Yu Jingyun, and scolded anxiously: "The injury you just suffered must be rested. If you can't move, what are you doing out of bed?"

Yu Jingyun's face turned pale in pain, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He groaned and endured the pain: "An Sheng, don't go."

There was a hint of pleading in his words. An Sheng felt guilty because he was tortured for himself. As a result, his heart softened: "If you don't leave, do you deserve to be tossed like this?"

Yu Jingyun pulled the corners of his lips far-fetched, and shook his head solemnly: "As long as you don't feel uncomfortable, what's the point of this injury?"

There was blood that penetrated into the little clothes, and it actually dripped down and splashed on the ground, which was shocking.

"Go back and lie down soon, if you have something to say, I'll talk about it later!"

An Sheng urged repeatedly, and raised his voice to call the guards outside: "Come here, come here."

The guard who had just been kicked out by Ling Luobing thought about it and felt it was inappropriate. If you really screwed up this errand, if you really ignore it and leave, even if Ling Luobing no longer cares about himself here, Yu Shizi will have to peel off his own skin.

So, he gritted his teeth and came back.

Seeing with his own eyes that the master entered the room under the guidance of the guard at the entrance, he waited outside for the right time.

As soon as An Sheng finished speaking, he rushed into the room.

"What is the girl's order?"

Leng Nanxian said indifferently, "help your eldest son to the bed."

The guard took the order, stepped forward and carefully helped Yu Jingyun up from the ground.

An Sheng couldn't care less about Ling Luo Bing, who was staring at him, helping the guards to resettle Yu Jingyun.

Yu Jingyun really wasn't pretending, his body was full of scars, many wounds opened at the same time, and the pain was piercing. As a result, the blue veins on the forehead are straight up, and the temples are bulging.

"His injury needs to be re-treated. You go get a basin of clean water and bring back some clean treated cotton yarn."

The guards took orders, just to make up for their mistakes, how dare they be neglected, and immediately rushed out like a whirlwind, and in a while, they prepared everything needed for Ansheng.

Leng Nanxian and An Sheng have already opened the medicine box they brought, and took out medicine powder, iron clips and other supplies.

Leng Nanxian said indifferently: "Let me help him deal with his injury?"

Before An Sheng nodded, Yu Jingyun had already retorted: "You're clumsy, and I broke out in a cold sweat just thinking about it."

"Yu Shizi thinks that he is used to being carefully served by the servants in the house." Leng Nanxian said authentically.

"Who asked the maid to serve?" Yu Jingyun glanced at An Sheng, knowing that there was something in Leng Nanxian's words, he was deliberately inducing An Sheng to misunderstand, and he justly defended: "I never need those squeamish girls to serve in close proximity. ."

Leng Nanxian didn't care and smiled slightly: "You must know that I am much more skilled in handling wounds than An Sheng."

"Forget it!" Yu Jingyun hurriedly said: "In the beginning, every time you changed your medicine, you took the opportunity to vent your personal anger and hurt me to the death. When I think about it now, it is unforgettable."

"But the fact is that you are now alive and kicking, full of energy, and living well. All of this is due to my painstaking efforts."

"Bah!" Yu Jingyun said weakly: "Now I have only half my life left, I can't help you toss, I would rather let An Sheng come."

As soon as the two met, they fought each other, and An Sheng was used to it. He pursed his lips and smiled, and took a step forward: "Master, let me do it."

Leng Nanxian didn't insist: "It's okay, An Sheng's hands and feet may be lighter. However, I heard that you have been burning hot since this morning, and the trauma is so serious, I am afraid that you have injured your liver and kidneys, right? I will give you a pulse?"

Yu Jingyun shook his head hurriedly: "The doctor in the house has already seen the doctor. Thank you Doctor Leng for his kindness."

The word "kindness" is especially hard to bite, and the two of them are tacit.

An Sheng said with a slight anger: "You have suffered such a serious injury, why do you still shy away from medical treatment? Let my master give you a pulse. It would be best if you are safe and sound."

Yu Jingyun stretched out his hand reluctantly, cut the pulse with Leng Nanxian with three fingers, and pondered for a while: "The five internal organs are out of tune, the anger is too strong, and the spleen and stomach are weak, which is not conducive to the healing of the wound. I will give Yu Shizi a prescription, you can Take it on time every day.”

Yu Jingyun just wanted to shirk, but An Sheng has already responded: "Just take this opportunity to have a good life."

Yu Jingyun could only shut his mouth.

Leng Nanxian picked up a pen and danced with dragons and phoenixes. He prescribed the prescription in two or three times, and handed it to Ling Luobing, who was on the side: "I heard that the county master Luo Bing is working hard here every day, so I will give the prescription to His Royal Highness, and I will trouble you to supervise him every day. ."

Ling Luobing hated Xia Ansheng, and even the people around Xia Ansheng disliked him.

But she liked to hear Leng Nanxian's words, so she took the recipe and nodded arrogantly.

An Sheng sat sideways on the edge of the bed, carefully taking off Yu Jingyun's blood-stained clothes, exposing his back.

On most of the back, blood was mottled and dripping, shocking.

An Sheng's heart throbbed, and he gently bit his lower lip: "How can you fight so hard? Don't these people know how to be merciful? If you are beaten up, who will be in Chang'an? to defend?"

Yu Jingyun sucked in a breath of cold air, holding back the burning pain: "It's alright, it's already gone, it's much better."

An Sheng's words were slightly nasal: "You are so stupid."

Yu Jingyun smiled "hehe": "Half life is worth a life, no matter what."

The more he said this, the more guilty An Sheng felt in his heart: "What's it worth? Even half-life, it's his own. No matter how precious other people's lives are, can they be worth their own?"

Yu Jingyun muffled without hesitation: "Yes."

Leng Nanxian instructed the guard next to him: "Give your family Yu Shizi a handkerchief to bite, it will be very painful to clean the wound and apply medicine in a while."

The guard immediately took a clean handkerchief diligently.

Yu Jingyun dismissed: "No need!"

Leng Nanxian continued to persuade: "Then Shizi Yu must also grit his teeth, so as not to have a sharp pain and bite his tongue again."

"I was born to talk to An Sheng, so I won't shut up." Yu Jingyun snorted coldly: "What kind of sin has this son never suffered? He is a strong man, how can you be so squeamish?"