Houfu Jiaojiao is so cool after her rebirth

Chapter 116 Mrs. Lin

Xu Xianlin had a smirk on his face: "It's fine if you want to sleep with Shizi, the two of you can sleep in the carriage, the place is small, it's just right to squeeze together."

Zheng Zhuoyun's face turned even redder.

Pei Lingzhi glared at Xu Xianlin, and pulled Xue Mi over with brute force: "I should drag you to soak in a pig cage with your thoughts!"

"Tch." Xu Xianlin rolled his eyes nonchalantly, turned his head and walked into the room, "Then you guys continue discussing, I'm going to tidy up things, women are not allowed in."

Zheng Yirong didn't want to stand outside and argue about these useless things, so she went into another room.

Tan Zhenming should not blow the cold wind, so he only comforted Xue Mi with a few words and went in.

There were only four of them left, Yan Ce leaned against the door, watching when they were going to finish singing the play.

Zheng Zhuoyun squatted on the ground, held Xue Mi's face together and twisted her face together: "It's only a few days, it's okay."

"It's really troublesome to come out to play. I won't come out in the future!" Xue Mi said angrily.

Zheng Zhuoyun smiled and said: "It's okay, the prince is next door, if you have anything to do, just call the prince."

Coaxing left and right, Zheng Zhuoyun managed to coax Xue Mi into agreeing, and followed Pei Lingzhi, who was already shivering from the cold, into the room.

When entering the room, Yan Ce, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said to Zheng Zhuoyun: "Brother Zhuoyun, are you raising a wife or a daughter? It's so troublesome."

Zheng Zhuoyun was so surprised that he almost asked who led him so badly, even he made such a joke.

Pei Lingzhi smiled and gave Yan Ce a thumbs up, with an expression of "this guy has finally spoken a human word after living so far".

Yan Ce turned around and entered the house.

Pei Lingzhi at the other end also forced Xue Mi who was about to fight with Yan Ce to go in, and Zheng Zhuoyun stood there for a while before going in.

Sometimes he really can't figure out what kind of temperament Yan Ce is, he is his savior, the two have known each other for a long time, Yan Ce can figure out what he will say, what kind of things he will do, but Zheng Zhuoyun can't help it at all .

Thinking about it carefully, apart from the fact that he used to kill people as a profession, no one knows anything else.

Xue Mi stared at Xu Xianlin, her face flushed with anger, and told him to stop making jokes about herself and Yan Ce.

But his eyes still couldn't help but glance at the man on the tree.

The eldest son has been accompanying Tan Zhenming recently, as if he was trying to enlighten him, but he refused to give up even if the results were minimal, and he was afraid that his condition would worsen, so Xue Mi slept by herself these days.

The feelings that had just woken up were put aside before they were warmed up.

"Miss Zheng"

Muttering and shouting, completely sank into darkness.

Zheng Zhuoyun froze for a moment, looked at Tan Zhenming who had fainted, gritted his teeth and frowned.

The maidservant came in from outside and covered her mouth in fright.

The deserted place suddenly became lively, busy and brightly lit.

Zheng Zhuoyun put the person on the bed, covered him with a quilt, took two Mrs. Tang stuffed inside to keep warm, began to write the prescription, and immediately asked people to prepare the medicine decoction, and first brought some ginseng slices for Tan Zhenming to swallow.

On such a cold day, Zheng Zhuoyun was sweating all over
But he knew that no matter how busy he was, no matter how many things he prepared, and no matter how good the medicine was prescribed, this was a heart disease, and he still needed heart medicine.

That medicinal herb is close in sight, but also far away in the sky.

Tan Zhenming was in a daze, calling "Miss Zheng" in an indistinct manner.

Zheng Zhuoyun sat on the head of the bed and ordered his maid to feed ginseng slices into his mouth.

The face that was originally blood-colored is now extremely pale, and the cyan is even more obvious now, and the cheeks are thin and sunken.

Zheng Zhuoyun's eyes turned red and he laughed.

"What a fool"

This incident made a big fuss, after all, Tan Zhenming was about to die at that moment.

Furthermore, Zheng Zhuoyun also remembered what Zheng Fengsheng had said to him in his heart, the people of the imperial court said to him well that he was thirsty for talents, but if they said something bad to him, they were covetous.

The downfall of the Zheng family in Jinxi was inseparable from some people in the court. Some people wanted him to return to the court, so there must be some people who hoped that he would not go back.

The court disputes, a mess of filth, Zheng Zhuoyun is just going to die, but if he doesn't go, the above means, I am afraid that the thunderous fire will implicate others.

Zheng Zhuoyun has been thinking about such a thing these days, and he doesn't know what decision to make to get the best of both worlds.

The bustling street has almost returned to its former state.

Outside a noodle shop selling soup noodles, strangers are waiting for their bowl of noodles.

Maybe she is not the only one, many people are hiding in different corners, disguised as different identities and occupations, hundreds of people come and go in and out of Shengjing City every day, and some people cannot be traced.

His slender but rather rough fingers tapped on the dirt-smeared table. He wore a white veiled hat covering his face, but his figure was exquisite, and his sitting posture was masculine.

The sound of knocking on the table was drowned out by the crowd, and there were many people in strange costumes in troubled times. Wearing valances was only for the sake of their own safety, so they would not attract much attention.

With a white sweat towel hanging on his shoulder, the servant came to her with a bowl of plain noodles mixed with a little minced meat and vegetables, and said with a smile: "Guest officer, come for your noodles!"

"En." She replied in a low voice, but it aroused the curiosity of the servant, wanting to see what the woman under the veil looked like.

It's a pity that some thoughts can't be messed with. No matter how curious you are, you can only hold back, otherwise you will be killed.

The boy understands this truth, after all, you never know who the stranger in front of you is, after putting it down, he said "you eat well" and walked away.

The woman's fingers were still looking at the table, and she didn't intend to lift the curtain to eat, and let it change from hot to cold.

Outsiders can't see clearly what's going on inside when they look at the curtain, but she can see a little bit of what's going on outside.

The crowd came and went, but the goal in her heart had not yet appeared.

More and more people came to the stall to eat noodles, and within a short time all the seats inside and outside were filled. The boss seemed surprised that the business was not so good on weekdays.

The woman was sitting outside, and there was a sweaty man in a brown farm uniform, with sweat dripping from his body.

With full whiskers, he seems to be a very heroic person.

"Girl, I'm sorry for my body style." The big man said to her.

The woman was silent for a moment, then nodded: "It's okay, sit down."

"Thank you very much."

The boy seemed to be crazy busy, but he was still happy in his heart.

Master Bo knew that Qin Yunhao's family was well-off, so he didn't want to be negligent, so he came out and asked respectfully, "Madam Lin, what can you do?"

Hearing the words "Mrs. Lin", Xue Mi's heart skipped a beat, and she also saw the corners of Qin Yunhao's eyes twitch twice.

That pair of star-like eyes were stained with a little peach color, slightly rosy and wet, and her thin lips were pursed into a straight line.

Xue Mi's heart skipped a second time for no reason, and she looked around for Lin Yu's figure.

Did not see.

(End of this chapter)