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Zhongli Weiran lived with the three masters and apprentices for four days. Nangong Ziang's health finally improved. The wounds no longer became inflamed and rotten, but began to heal slowly.

Meng Jiao gave him a small bottle of antibiotics from the space and told him how to use and take them.

Nangong Ziang took it with a smile, took out a token from his chest and handed it to Meng Jiao.

"Next time you come to Daqi, bring this to me."

He received a letter from his old father the day before yesterday, saying that he had sent people to pick him up. These two days were already earned by him, and every time he could see her, it was good.

Meng Jiao took it curiously. There were two big words "Nangong" written on it. She didn't understand what it meant. She smiled and thanked him.

"Thank you, Senior Brother. I will definitely go."

Wei Huizhou paused while fanning himself, and rarely refrained from making a joke.

Lu Huaqing was also preparing to go back to Yufeng with Meng Jiao. He was very curious about the theories about bacteria that the little girl had recently discussed with him.

Only Zhongli Weiran's face darkened instantly after seeing the token. However, seeing that Mengjiao didn't understand anything, he said nothing. He just approached silently and held Mengjiao's hand.

Meng Jiao was already used to his habit of wanting to hold hands anytime and anywhere, so she didn't find it strange. Instead, she loosened her hand and intertwined her fingers with his.

Zhongli Weiran curled the corners of his lips and looked at Nangong Ziang provocatively, thinking that he should be gentler when he went back to bully his wife.

So Meng Jiao took Lu Huaqing back to Beijing with the main group, while the other two also went their separate ways and went back to deal with their own affairs.

After returning to the capital, Meng Jiao shared the matter of penicillin with Mr. Lu, completely forgetting the conflict between her and Zhongli Weiran.

But she forgot, but someone remembered it clearly.

It was another afternoon. Meng Jiao took a nap and washed up before returning to her study to continue reading.

She now likes to memorize things she didn't understand before, which gives her a sense of accomplishment.

In addition, Old Man Lu has recently been addicted to penicillin research and has already started arranging experiments after consulting with the emperor. She just happened to have some free time to take a break and be the person behind the scenes.

Zhongli Weiran waited for several days, but his dear wife did not take the initiative to explain, so he had to go to her house in person to ask for an explanation.

The courtyard of the two people had always been deserted except for Bixi and a few maids. It was the hottest time of the day, so the door of the study was wide open when Mengjiao was reading.

Zhongli Weiran walked into the study and handed Mengjiao the things he had taken out of the tent with last time.

"Madam, how to deal with these things, haven't you thought of it yet?"

Meng Jiao put down the book in confusion, stood up and opened the bag.

Isn’t it just the stuff I use for my IV drip?

"Why do you still keep it?"

Zhongli Weiran's face was filled with grievance.

"You didn't tell me how to deal with it, and I hid it and forgot to ask you. Besides, I've never seen this thing before. What if you can use it?"

Meng Jiao felt guilty instantly. She was exposed anyway, so she simply waved her hand and took the things back into the space in front of Zhongli Weiran. There was a place in the space that was automatically destroyed.

After collecting it, she puffed out her chest and said, "What can you do to me?"

Unexpectedly, Zhongli Weiran's expression did not change at all. As if he could not see anything disappearing in an instant, he stood up and walked behind the screen, and began to nonchalantly pick up books from the bookshelf that did not belong to this era.

"Put these away too, ma'am."

Meng Jiao's face turned red with helplessness. Seeing that he was right,

I wondered in my heart that Zhongli Weiran had actually noticed something was wrong so early?

Yes, he is so smart that he is almost a demon. How can I, a fool, beat him? Suddenly, I felt frustrated.

"Got it, I'll take it now."

The voice was low and slow, and it seemed like she was the one who was wronged.

Meng Jiao lowered her head and walked closer, raising her hand to take the book from his hand.

Unexpectedly, the next moment the book was stuffed into the empty space, and he was trapped between the bookshelf and Zhongli Weiran.

"Madam, are you trying to piss off your husband to death?"

Meng Jiao didn't even raise her head, her hands were still raised high, but her nasal tone became heavier.

"How dare I? Didn't you guess it? I'm so stupid... I'll take it now, give it to me quickly..."

Zhongli Weiran sensed something was wrong and slowly lifted her little face.

Seeing her tears welling up in her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly and just about to overflow from her eyes,

He felt his heart tighten instantly, and after lowering his head and kissing away her tears, he held her lips tightly.

"I really can't do anything with you, you're such a pain in the ass. Why don't you take me with you? Can't you see that the only thing I care about is that you'll leave me? I'm really scared, Madam, can you please love me too?"

Meng Jiao was bitten on her lower lip by him. The pain in an instant gradually sobered her up. She bit his lip and replied incoherently.

"I can't even get in, and you still want to go in? That's wishful thinking."

Zhongli Weiran was finally relieved after hearing the expected answer. He didn't care about his lip being bitten. After licking it, he held her little face and slowly rubbed her lips.

"Then will you leave your husband?"

The atmosphere gradually became ambiguous, and the numbness between her lips made Meng Jiao intoxicated. She couldn't help but stick out her pink little tongue, trying to lick away the itch he left behind.

"I'm not leaving, you're still eating me alive."

After hearing this, Zhongli Weiran stuck out his tongue and swallowed the rest of her words.

He would not worry about nothing. He had suspected her difference since he gave her food.

So right now, serving her well is more effective than anything else.

The ambiguous sucking and low panting sounded, and the breathing gradually became hotter.

Meng Jiao was a little unsteady when she stood up and was held in his arms. The softness on her chest trembled from being squeezed.

Zhongli Weiran groaned, picked him up and put him on the desk in the inner room, pressing him down heavily.

Meng Jiao was breathless from his kiss, her chest heaving violently, she couldn't help but turn her head and push him away with her weak hands.

Seeing this, Zhongli Weiran tilted his head, moved closer to her neck, and licked it gently from top to bottom. His hands kept moving, trying to untie the ties on her front.

"Crazy, you are crazy. Tourmaline will definitely come and bring me water in a while."

Zhongli Weiran did not stop moving, his hand had already reached into the collar and touched the softness.

With a satisfied sigh, he rubbed it gently, and heard the little girl moan as he wished.

"Ma'am, I'll be quick. You haven't given me any in a long time."

Meng Jiao clutched the falling hem of her skirt tightly, her face flushed red, and tears seemed to be about to fall from her eyes.

"Go back to the room~ um~"

The rest of the words could not be said, and the rosy color began to spread all over the body...

The door of the study was still wide open, and Tourmaline uttered a "hmm" as she passed by with tea in her hand.

Behind the screen, Meng Jiao took off her top and wore only a little blouse around her neck. At this moment, she felt that her whole body was burning and she was about to faint. Her eyes were red and she was breathing heavily, with tears in her eyes that were about to fall.

She suddenly became nervous and almost told Zhongli Weiran to confess. He resisted the urge and leaned over to comfort her slowly, swallowing her tears one by one. He felt her gradually relax before continuing what he had just done...

As the sun sets in the west, the temperature in the study gradually drops.

Zhongli Weiran then took the thin blanket from the small couch in the study and wrapped Meng Jiao tightly, then carried her slowly back to the main room.

Joy is too precious, like fire in stone, like a body in a dream,

Love it, and cherish it (Cherish it, you never know when you won’t be able to see it again.)