Xiao Qinghuan

In the clinic, Ren Pingsheng took off the silver needle, put it in a cloth bag and rolled it up.

"If I can wake up and have no fever, then I'm almost healed." Ren Pingsheng said: "These days are good, just keep it up and eat some nutritious liquid food."

Yan Qing pulled up the half-faded undershirt just now: "Thank you, senior."

"You don't need to thank me. I borrowed your Kunlun's name a few years ago, and now I will pay you back." Ren Pingsheng added: "If the weather outside is good and you have strength, you can go for a walk. Don't be bored all the time. In the house, the good people will be bored."

Yan Qing replied: "Yes."

Ren Pingsheng packed his things and stood up: "Okay, I don't need to tell you anything, the boys from the Jiang family have taken good care of you these days."

Yan Qing wanted to get off the bed and send Ren Pingsheng off, but the other party squeezed his shoulders and pushed him back on the bed.Ren Pingsheng seemed to be old, but his hands were surprisingly strong, Yan Qing couldn't break free the first time.

After such a delay, Ren Pingsheng withdrew his hand, twirled his beard with a smile, turned his head and left.

As soon as he went out, a little furry head poked into the door.

"Sir." The boy looked at him from the door frame: "Are you awake?"

Yan Qing was taken aback, he still remembered that he had promised the boy to give him a place to stay before he fell ill, but it was a pity that he became ill so suddenly that he would not have time to mention this matter to others in the future.He thought the boy had already gone to find another way out, but he never expected to see him after waking up.

The old, patched clothes on the boy's body were gone. Although the clothes were not very delicate, they were clean and fitted, not as embarrassing as before.His complexion is also a bit rosier than before, and his originally thin stature has also started to stretch. It seems that these days are going well.

"Sir." The boy blinked and looked at him expectantly: "Do you remember me?"

Children's concept of time is far inferior to that of adults. Yan Qing has been lying in bed for almost ten days. To the boy, it seems that a long time has passed, and he can't help but worry whether the other party still remembers the agreement with him.

Maybe that wasn't an agreement at all, it was just a casual answer. Thinking of this, the boy's expression couldn't help but dim.

Fortunately, Yan Qing is a person who keeps his promises.

"Of course I remember." Yan Qing leaned against the head of the bed: "I said I will teach you how to recognize medicine."

"Yes!" Seeing that he hadn't forgotten, the boy nodded happily: "Sir, you have a really good memory."

"Then why are you still standing at the door?" Yan Qing waved at him: "Come in."

Yan Qing had slept for a long time before, and it was difficult to fall asleep after waking up. Last night after putting Jiang Xiaohan down, he happened to find this medical book in the drawer beside the bed, which is just right for him at this time.

The boy crossed the threshold with short legs, took a few steps and threw himself on the edge of the bed, looking at him eagerly: "But Mr. Jiang said, let sir have a good rest, and told me not to disturb him."

He said so, but leaned on the edge of the bed and looked at Yan Qing eagerly, the word "want to learn" almost popped out of his eyes.

"Not afraid." Yan Qing raised the corners of his lips slightly: "He listens to me."

He was always indifferent to others, and he didn't seem to smile easily, but now the boy was taken aback, and he praised him stammeringly: "Mr... sir, you look so pretty when you smile."

I don't know if it's because of Jiang Xiaohan's daily slumped appearance, Yan Qing not only didn't feel uncomfortable, but even smiled brighter.

"Come." He opened the medical book and showed the boy with his finger: "Do you know how to read?"

To Yan Qing's surprise, although the boy was not very literate, he could understand most of the stumbling blocks under Yan Qing's explanation.

That medical book didn't have any illustrations, and most of it was full of sloppy words. Yan Qing patiently talked about it for most of the afternoon, and the boy only memorized two pages.

Yan Qing took a sip of water, and tapped the pages of the book with his finger: "Do you remember the smell and shape of the four medicines, Rehmannia, Angelica, Pinellia, and Atractylodes Rhizoma?"

The boy stared at the pages of the book intently, murmuring what Yan Qing told him just now, as if he was afraid that he would be disgusted by Yan Qing if he remembered too slowly.

Yan Qing took a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his forehead: "You're still young, so it's understandable to learn slowly, but you still need to know the words."

The boy nodded vigorously: "Yeah!"

Yan Qing closed the book: "I always forgot to ask you, do you have a name?"

The boy said, "My father originally called me Xiaobao."

Yan Qing nodded, the boy glanced at his face, reached out and tugged at the corner of the book: "Sir, can I take this book away and read it?"

As if he was afraid that Yan Qing would refuse, he said hastily: "I will take good care of it so that it will not be damaged."

"Take it." Yan Qing handed the book to him: "You just want to learn how to read, so take the book and copy it... Just ask Jiang Xiaohan for the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, he will definitely have it."

Speaking of Jiang Xiaohan, Yan Qing suddenly remembered that he had never been back since he left the house in the morning.

Thinking about it, Yan Qing raised her head and looked out of the window, the sun outside was setting to the west, and she saw that it was already past Shen Shi.

"Xiaobao." Yan Qing asked, "Where did Jiang Xiaohan go, do you know?"

"When Mr. Jiang went out in the morning, he only said that he was going out for a trip, and he would be back in two hours at the longest." Hearing this, Xiaobao also looked up at the sky, tilted his head and said blankly: "That's right... the time should have been long ago." Why haven't you seen anyone since you came back?"

In fact, Jiang Xiaohan had already returned to Liujia Village two hours ago.

He led the horse and stood at the door of the clinic for a while, but somehow he didn't go in.He tied the horse to the door and began to wander aimlessly in the village.

Jiang Xiaohan received news not only about Luo Suifeng, but also from Beijing. A letter from the capital said that Ning Zongyuan's health was deteriorating, and now he was hanging on by the good medicine in Beijing.The sixth prince, Ning Yan, was also sent out of the imperial city and sent to Prince Gong's mansion, where he will be taken care of by Ning Huaijin for the time being.

Although Ning Zongyuan had no will, it was widely rumored in the central capital that Ning Yan might be in the way of the eyes of the two Highnesses, and that he would be named Ning Huaijin and become his son soon.

Ning Huaijin is the youngest son of the late emperor's brothers. Although he has been crowned prince, he is only 17 years old this year and has not yet reached the crown. It is absurd to let him bring five-year-old Ning Yan with him.

The letter from the middle of the capital even stated that at this time the two princes were already in charge inside and outside the capital, and that Ning Zongyuan sent Ning Yan away, probably as a last resort.

But Jiang Xiaohan always felt something was wrong.

No matter how suspicious Ning Yu is, Ning Yan's five-year-old birthday is not yet over this year, so how can he compete.What's more, Ning Zongyuan was too sick. Before he left Beijing, Ning Zongyuan was not seriously ill, but in just a few months, how could he be so sick.

Not to mention, if Ning Zongyuan had been seriously ill, he would definitely not let him leave Beijing.Even if Jiang Xiaohan didn't do anything, as long as he was in the court, he would be Ning Zongyuan's last hole card.

If it was said that Ning Zheng and Ning Yu had tampered with Ning Zongyuan for the sake of the throne, Jiang Xiaohan would not believe it either.Apart from other things, the shadow guards and emperor's guards beside Emperor Guang could not be bribed by others anyway. If anyone dared to make a wrong decision, even a body of a thousand gold could be killed immediately.

So Jiang Xiaohan always had a premonition that there seemed to be something wrong with this matter, at least not as simple as it seemed to others.

In addition, Jiang Xiaohan still had some thoughts about going back to see Yan Qing somehow.

From last night to today, he always felt like a dream, which might be broken with a single poke.It's not that he doesn't believe in Yan Qing's character, and thinks he is a person who contradicts what he says.Rather, he always felt that a person like Yan Qing must be the most glorious person in the world to match him.

——Not a person like him who only hides in the dark and plots, and does whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

Although his hands were not stained with blood, it was unknown how many people had fallen on his hands.

Just thinking about it, Jiang Xiaohan felt that he was extremely despicable - he was greedy for Yan Qing, and also for the warmth that Yan Qing gave him, so much so that he didn't even dare to tell Yan Qing how he used to act, He didn't dare to let him see his real self.It seemed that as long as Yan Qing didn't know for a day, he could deceive himself and occupy Yan Qing for a day.

Jiang Xiaohan wandered around the village absent-mindedly, and he didn't know where he was. For a moment, he felt that something was hitting his calf.

He looked down, only to realize that it was a little Douding who had come from nowhere.

The little girl stood no higher than his knees, hugged his leg and refused to let go.Jiang Xiaohan moved his legs a little, the little girl grabbed his clothes and looked up at him.

Jiang Xiaohan thought it was funny, and before he could speak, he saw the little boy nod his lips, and suddenly started to cry.

"Daddy—"

Jiang Xiaohan: "..."

Who is this?

Master Jiang was suddenly taken aback.

The author says:

PS: In fact, Mr. Jiang is not as unbearable as he thinks. If he really has no principles and character, he will not have such self-hating thoughts. It's just that people can't help themselves in court, and they have indeed done something about themselves. What I don't like, I will talk about it a little bit later~ and Mr. Jiang's filter for Mr. Yan is three thousand feet thick hahahaha.In addition, I have to start working hard on subject [-] recently, so the comments may not be replied in a timely manner, but I will read every one!Thank you for liking~

And thank you for the fish food fed by Xiao Gu, Dou Ge, and Zi Qi~ Thank you very much