Fast time travel: The villain male god keeps flirting

Chapter 376 "I have special pet training skills (15)"

The rumors were rampant, and within three days, the people in the capital spread the rumors to the extreme: General Zhenbei was seriously injured by the enemy's many assassins; An army of one hundred thousand surrounded the place where the princess had been assassinated, so that not a single fly could fly out.

As soon as the rumors came out, some people were anxious and worried, some were thinking a lot, and some... were secretly delighted.

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The vermilion gate of Cheng'an Marquis Mansion was closed tightly, and there were only a few passers-by on the street in front of the door. The leaves of the sycamore tree planted in the aisle swirled and fell in front of the Marquis Mansion. No one paid attention to it, and gradually piled up into a thick layer.

The air was cold and still, as if it could freeze with a breath, the servant of the Hou Mansion who carefully opened the side door and came out to do the shopping stomped his feet, swung the basket to his shoulders, rubbed his hands, and was about to go out with his hands in his sleeves.

The loyal old farmer who was pulling a cart full of fresh and juicy vegetables boldly called him, "Brother, wait a minute."

"Old man, what is your urgent matter?" The boy who was stopped turned his head and saw that he was a powerless old farmer, and he still asked gently, without any bad behavior of bullying others.

"Brother, our family took a lot of effort to take care of these precious vegetable seedlings. Rich city people like you can only afford our green vegetables in winter, and I don't want much. Ten taels of silver is enough for a cart." Dish, do you want it?"

The boy was worrying about where to find fresh and juicy vegetables, so he said happily, "Old man, this is ten taels of silver, and the Zhou family bought it."

The old man who delivered the food was also relieved. The vegetables he raised carefully at home finally sold for a good price. He was so excited that he didn't notice "Zhou Mansion". Two maidservants dressed in blue-bottomed and flowered jackets and skirts.

"Oh, Missy is still unconscious, what should I do?"

The pretty girl sighed heavily, with concern in her eyes, "It's all due to those nasty assassins, a woman as good and powerful as Missy is willing to hurt... If, if Missy really can't hold on..."

The maid who brought up this topic first quickly covered her other mouth, "Don't mention it, cheer up, don't let Madam... who are you?" Suddenly seeing a strange face that does not belong to the Hou's residence, the two scolded vigilantly.

"Girl, girl, don't be afraid. I, I'm helping the kitchen deliver food. This place is too big, and I'm lost." The old man scratched his head honestly, and his authentic dialect from the suburbs of Beijing made the two pretty maids slightly put down their guard.

"Don't wander around in the Hou Mansion." The grumpy and heroic maid warned him.

The one with a gentle personality said gently: "Old man, hurry up and go to the kitchen, just follow this path and you will be there."

"Okay, okay, miss, thank you." The old farmer bent his back, and tightened his hand holding the handle of the cart.

"Old man—old man, I found you. Why are you so fast at such an age?" The servant hurriedly followed, and when he saw the old farmer heaving a sigh of relief, he couldn't help muttering, "This is the Hou's mansion, don't mess around." Let's go, you scared me to death—"

"Why?" The old farmer was full of surprise.

"It's not our eldest lady—" The young man realized that he had almost made a mistake, and patted his chest in fear, "Anyway, it has nothing to do with you, just leave as soon as you finish delivering the dishes."

"Okay." The old farmer nodded timidly.

Yuzhuyuan, the courtyard where Zhou Meng lived, got closer, and the smell of the medicine became more and more obvious. The smell of the medicine was indescribably bitter and pungent, and it penetrated into the heart, liver, spleen and lungs along the dry and cold air. .

The window next to the bamboo forest is wide open, and the situation in the bedroom can be vaguely seen.

What the small red clay stove cooks is not a thick and fragrant soup, but medicine for Zhou Meng. Mrs. Zhou leaned against the bed, as if she could not smell the bitter smell of medicine in the air, she gently stroked her daughter's pale cheeks , sighed heavily, "Mengmeng, I really regret it, if you were a lady who didn't leave the door, wouldn't you be hurt like this?" Mrs. Zhou's eyes were moist, she wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and looked at her with red eyes. Looking at her daughter's comatose sleeping face.

The door curtain was lifted, and Zhou Lun walked in with a haggard face. He saluted Mrs. Zhou respectfully, and asked cautiously, "Mother, is sister's injury better?"

"Oh, I'm still in a coma."

Zhou Lun frantically took out a red lacquered wooden box from his wide sleeve, "Here, this is a hundred-year-old wild ginseng that I found elsewhere. My sister's health is important. Maybe I will wake up after using this." He also couldn't tell himself. What's on his mind? If his sister dies because of this, he will be the only beneficiary and inherit the Hou Mansion effortlessly. However, he doesn't want to really see such a dazzling and energetic sister lying on the bed without anger, like a A motionless corpse...

It's not that he feels distressed, but that he wants to make his sister fail himself...

How could Mrs. Zhou know Zhou Lun's thoughts? She looked at Zhou Lun for the first time, and said in a relieved tone, "My good boy, you still have a sister in your heart."

Zhou Lun smiled shyly, "Well, the one I admire most is my sister."

"My Mengmeng is so powerful—" Mrs. Zhou sighed, shedding tears unknowingly, "Daughter, you must get well soon."

Bamboo shadows floated, the almost inaudible footsteps were covered by Mrs. Zhou's soft sobs, and a hunched figure quietly left from the window.

After the wild ginseng soup was ready, Mrs. Zhou personally held a bowl and fed it to Zhou Meng with a small spoon, "Drink this bowl of soup and wake up quickly."

Zhou Meng, who was having a good time with 188, was awakened by the smell of ginseng soup. She opened her eyes in a daze, and there were two figures shaking in front of her eyes, "Mother...Brother Lun?"

Mrs. Zhou wept with joy, and held Zhou Meng's hand tightly, "My son, you are awake. Do you know how worried mother is? You dead child!"

Zhou Meng gave a difficult smile on her pale and fragile face after taking the Sick Beauty pill, "Mother, my daughter made you worry—"

"Don't talk, rest for a while, thanks to the century-old wild ginseng brought by Brother Lun, otherwise you wouldn't have woken up so quickly."

The smile on Zhou Meng's face gradually disappeared, "Mother, you mean, I drank wild ginseng soup?"

Zhou Lun looked shy and shy, his clear eyes were full of excitement, "It doesn't matter elder sister, this is what younger brother should do."

Zhou Meng's heart swayed.

In the dead of night, Zhou Meng's room was brightly lit, and she frantically blocked the surging nosebleed.

[Slightly slightly slightly, this is too much, Mengmeng, you are about to block, and the nosebleed is coming out again. 】How does Zhou Meng listen? There is a taste of gloating in 188's tone.

"shut up."

The power of wild ginseng should not be underestimated, Zhou Meng was extremely excited, alas, that nosebleed couldn't be blocked no matter what...

An Jiushao, who was lying on the bed watching the excitement: Hahahaha... hiccup!

　Zhou Meng: The smile gradually changes JPG.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)