Da Bong fights more people

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"Sister? Auntie said you are not feeling well?"

Xu Lingyue's weak body came from the room: "I, I'm fine..."

"Brother, can you come in?" Xu Qi said with peace of mind, do you want to tidy up the cloth that wiped the wound?

"Crack..." The servant girl opened the door and welcomed Xu Qi'an and Xiao Douding into the room.

Xu Lingyue was lying on the bed, sideways, clutching her stomach, her exquisite eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and her pretty face was a little pale.

This looks a bit serious....Is it really that painful...Xu Qi'an comforted me: "Come on sunflower water, have you taken any medicine?"

Xu Lingyue was stunned for a moment, her pale face blushed twice, and she shook her head: "Mother said it's fine to just endure it..."

There was a little aggrieved in her tone.

After all, she was just a little girl, lying on the bed enduring the pain, alone, with only the servant girl by her side.

Dysmenorrhea is generally hard to endure in this era. After all, it is not a disease, and it will heal naturally after a while.For most middle and low-level civilians, there is no need to see a doctor if they are not dead.

I remember whether brown sugar ginger tea can cure dysmenorrhea?Forget it, go back and find Chu Caiwei to take a look...

Xu Lingyin walked to the side of the bed, stretched out her stubby fingers, smoothed her sister's frown, and looked at her elder brother pitifully:

"Is my sister dying?"

Xu Lingyue: "...."

"My sister won't die." Xu Qi'an comforted her.

"What's wrong with my sister?" Xu Lingyin asked in fear.

Dysmenorrhea, you don't understand...Kuishui, you don't understand either...Xu Qi'an thought for a moment, and then, he touched Xu Lingyin's head, and explained in plain language:

"My sister is too sensible and doesn't know how to make trouble, so I feel uncomfortable. When I become a troublemaker in the future, my stomach won't hurt."

Such things as dysmenorrhea will be relieved after getting married, or even not.Therefore, Xu Qi'an's explanation can be said to be precise and easy to understand, which is rare in the world.

A stupid child like Xu Lingyin understood it, and nodded suddenly, with a very serious face: "I also want to be a troublemaker, so that my stomach won't hurt in the future."

"Brother, big brother... What are you talking to her?" Xu Lingyue couldn't understand, but felt that what Xu Qi'an said was weird.

"You have a good rest." Xu Qi'an gently pinched the girl's face, and left with Xiao Douding.

On the way back to the front hall, he saw Xiao Douding running into the garden, grabbing a handful of soil, and hiding it furtively in his little hand.

What does she want to do?Xu Qi'an was taken aback.

Back in the front hall, the second uncle and aunt were still eating, and the former asked, "Is Lingyue feeling better?"

"It's hurting..." When Xu Qi'an was speaking, she saw Xu Lingyin climbed onto the stool, leaning on the edge of the table with her small body, and threw the black soil into a large pot of porridge in front of her parents.

Then, standing on the stool, she let out a breath of relief so she wouldn't have a stomach ache.

Aunt and Uncle's faces were stiff, they turned their heads inch by inch, and looked at the young girl: "What are you doing?"

"I'm making trouble!" Xu Lingyin said proudly: "I will definitely make trouble in the future, unlike my sister who always troubles my parents."

After finishing speaking, she pinched her waist, waiting for her parents' praise.

My aunt remembered the cockroach incident, and for a while, old and new hatreds surged in her heart. She picked her up by the neck, put it on her thigh, and spanked her ass.

Xiao Douding was not convinced, and cried while defending: "Mom, why did you hit me?"

The aunt kept slapping her hands and said, "You are still so justified in throwing mud into the porridge?"

"Big brother taught me, big brother said that as long as you play tricks, your stomach won't hurt... ouch ouch..."

My aunt was furious, and her brows stood upright: "Xu Ningyan, what are you teaching her again?"

"The weather is really nice today, Second Uncle, I'm going to the yamen first." Xu Qi'an ran away in a panic.

.....

Hit the yamen, the dungeon.

As a temporary prisoner, Heng Yuan was lucky enough not to be severely tortured. He was only whipped twice by the jailer when he first arrived. The reason was that Mr. Tie was not as clean as him.

A smelly monk with no oil and water.

"Kang Dang..." The door of the cell was opened, and the jailer yelled at the burly monk wearing shackles: "Your Excellency wants to ask questions, come out."

Heng Yuan opened his eyes, stood up, and followed the jailer to the interrogation room.

In the slightly dim interrogation room, a masculine and handsome Tonggong sat on a big chair with a big horse and a golden knife, staring at him sharply.

Hengyuan knew this Tonggong. He had seen this Tonggong when the warm-hearted No. [-] helped him lurk and avoid arrest.At that time, he was standing on the ridge of the roof, pressing the knife with one hand, his waist was straight, and his bearing was extraordinary.

"Master, please sit down, I have a few questions I want to ask you." Xu Qi'an said, he examined the monk with a square face and rough features.

At first glance, he seems to be a reckless man, but if you look closely, you will find that his eyes are bright, calm, and his temperament is deep and restrained.

Hengyuan clasped his hands together, saluted, and then sat down.

"Name." Xu Qi'an lowered his head to drink tea.

"The monk does not speak his name, but the poor monk is forever."

"age."

"thirty."

Xu Qi'an raised his head in surprise and glanced at him.I remembered a joke: Uncle, how did you stay so young.

stay up.

Then you are Guigeng this year.

20 is old.

Hengyuan saw that he was in his forties, close to fifty...do you also stay up late every day...Xu Qi'an complained in his heart.

"Born."

"A monk from Qinglong Temple."