The lady who is a miracle doctor arrives and makes the general blush and his heart beats

Hua Fushu thought about it and thought so. Most of the only sons of officials like Ling Zhiheng were raised with pampering, and many of them had various bad habits. Although Ling Zhiheng didn't have any bad habits, he didn't necessarily have perseverance. people.

"It's really embarrassing for you. If it were me, I might beat him out with a big stick." Hua Fushu chuckled, "I have already thought of him giving up because he couldn't hold on."

Fish Chi Su thought, I hope so.

She told Ling Zhiheng more than once that he was not suitable for learning swordsmanship and that he had no talent in that area.

But Ling Zhiheng was too shameless and repeatedly said that if he couldn't hold on, he would be a dog.

People have said so, what can she do?

Hua Fushu went back after having lunch at Yu Chisu's house. On the way back, she met Ling Zhiheng.

Ling Zhiheng pushed open the car window, leaned against the window and looked at Hua Fushu, "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law."

"I heard it. What's it called?" Hua Fushu looked at Ling Zhiheng.

Why is this guy so loud? She is not deaf!

"Did he say anything when I didn't send the rain?" Ling Zhiheng said.

"No."

Hua Fushu rolled her almond-shaped eyes, wondering if she knew Ling Zhiheng's little thoughts, "I have something to say."

"I just like your personality, sister-in-law!" Ling Zhiheng smiled brightly and looked at Hua Fushu with an almost flattering look, "Can you tell me what you and my master Susu said."

What matters is whether they mentioned him when they were chatting, what they said about him, and whether Master Susu had any special thoughts about him.

Hua Fushu looked back at him suspiciously, "Do we also want to tell you our daughter's private conversations?"

"Forget it." Ling Zhiheng scratched his hair stupidly.

Seeing Ling Zhiheng's silly look, Hua Fushu couldn't help laughing.

"Ling Zhiheng, are you asking Susu to be your master to get close to her?" Hua Fushu asked Ling Zhiheng directly.

Ling Zhiheng's eyes did not dodge and his heart was very upright. He said emphatically, "No."

He is definitely not that kind of person!

Hua Fushu was curious, "Then why did you ask her to be your master?"

Where did Ling Zhiheng come from?

Will he sincerely worship Susu as his master without any purpose?

Ling Zhiheng said sincerely, "I am creating opportunities for us."

Hua Fushu: "..."

Create opportunities?

What is the difference between this and approaching Susu.

I have to say that she accepted this reason!

Hua Fushu never interferes with other people's business, especially the relationship between men and women. Ling Zhiheng likes Yuchisu, and if he pursues Yuchisu, that is Ling Zhiheng's business. She, an irrelevant outsider, cannot say anything or hinder her. With Ling Zhiheng.

Similarly, she couldn't say whether Yu Chi Su would teach Ling Zhiheng or accept him as his disciple.

But as both women, Hua Fushu felt that she needed to say a few words to Ling Zhiheng for the sake of Yu Chi Su.

"Zhiheng, Susu has a simple temperament. She is obsessed with learning swordsmanship in her eyes and in her heart. I don't know what her attitude is towards you. Judging from the feeling she gives me, she seems to be a bit vain in terms of feelings. Maybe she doesn't realize why you are pestering her to learn swordsmanship. If Susu has no interest or thoughts in that regard for you, I hope you won't be persistent, so that it won't be difficult for you both. ”

Ling Zhiheng was slightly startled.

Flowers half-covered the car window, and he ordered Nanxing to drive, leaving Ling Zhiheng alone in the breeze.

He said that if his sister-in-law hadn't told him this, he would never have thought about it.

The enthusiasm of a young man is always solitary, he thought, if he gets in front of the girl he loves, she will always notice him.

If that happens one day, will he quit with a smile?

Maybe.

What my sister-in-law said is just an expectation. Nothing has happened yet. Who knows what the situation will be like in the future.

A few days later, Ye Zelin had entered Songzhou.

It was getting late and it was not suitable to travel at night. He ordered to rest on the spot and set off again early tomorrow morning.

The soldiers sat together in small groups. Some ate a few mouthfuls of dry food to satisfy their hunger, and some set up pots to prepare for cooking.

Ye Zelin broke off half of the cake, ate it, and gave the other half to the soldiers beside him.

The soldier was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. He came from a military family. He had recently joined the army and was timid. He looked at the half piece of wheat cake that the general handed to him and did not dare to take it.

Ye Zelin said, "General, I have to go for a convenience later, and I can't finish one piece of cake."

The boy blinked his clear and ignorant eyes, "You can go to the toilet first and come back to eat."

Ye Zelin: "..."

Ye Zelin stuffed half a piece of cake directly into the boy's mouth, "Eat quickly! That's a long way to go."

The young man held half a piece of cake in his mouth, slurred in his mouth, and nodded fiercely.

Ye Zelin ate the piece of cake in two bites, then got up and walked to the woods nearby.

The trees in the forest are not particularly tall, but they are very dense. As soon as you walk in, you can't see anyone, only the traces of birds returning home.

"When it rains."

A young man walked out from behind the thick bushes. His face was the same as Ye Zelin's.

Ye Zelin glanced at the young man who was 'similar' to him, and stretched out his hand to untie his clothes, "Time is running out, Ci Yuan, let's change clothes quickly."

The young man named Ciyuan quickly took off his clothes and put on Ye Zelin's clothes, and Ye Zelin put on that young man's clothes.

A moment later, Ciyuan, who was carrying Ye Zelin's identity, walked out of the woods, while the real Ye Zelin walked out of the woods in the opposite direction, heading north at night.

Qin Wangfu.

After the confession, the Prince of Qin's Mansion and the Queen Mother's people were under surveillance. Lu Tianyun completely let go of his guard and devoted himself wholeheartedly to his duties as Princess Qin and a wife. He kept the Prince of Qin's Mansion in order. In his spare time, he went to the kitchen in person to prepare the food. Qin Youran is ready to eat.

On this day, the kitchen was filled with busy figures of Lu Tianyun.

She was wearing an apron, with wide sleeves tied up on her shoulders, and she was rolling out the thick dough with a rolling pin in her hands, her movements were very skillful.

Lu Tianyun took a handful of flour and spread it evenly on the dough and continued to roll it out.

Bisi, who was lighting the fire in front of the stove, added a piece of firewood to the stove. Looking at Lu Tianyun, who was as skilled as the cook in rolling noodles, she couldn't help but said, "Princess, you are getting more and more decent at rolling noodles. Your Highness." It will be a feast for you soon.”

"loquacious."

Lu Tianyun gave Bisi a dirty look. This girl was getting more and more glib. She even teased her. There were many people in the dining room.

A few red clouds climbed up behind her ears, and her face, as white as jade, looked dignified.

The thick dough was rolled into thin sheets in Lu Tianyun's hands and cut into suitable strips with a sharp knife.

The soup stock for cooking noodles is cooked early in the morning. Add the cut noodles into the soup stock and cook for a while before serving.

Bisi personally sent the cooked noodles to Donglixuan and told Mu Qing that the princess had specially cooked them for His Highness King Qin.

Mu Qing brought the noodles to His Highness and relayed Bisi's words to Qin Youran.

The look on his face was so delicious and delicious that Qin Youran suddenly had an appetite. He picked up his chopsticks, picked up a noodle, and called to the playful cat not far away, "Xueluo, come here."