Matchmaker system [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 22

"elder sister."

When Jiang Ling opened his eyes again, Mei Jiu moved closer to him, under the long eyelashes, his eyes were like a bay of green pools, clearly reflecting Jiang Ling's pale face.

Jiang Ling froze for a moment, subconsciously raised his hand, and pinched Mei Jiu's cheek with two fingers.

"Huh—" Mei Jiu gasped.

Only then did Jiang Ling wake up, quickly let go of his fingers, and retracted them into the quilt.

"What time is it?" Jiang Ling asked solemnly.

"It's Chen time."

Jiang Ling was slightly surprised: "I slept all day?"

Afterwards, he lifted the brocade quilt, propped himself up, and looked towards the window lattice.Probably for ventilation, the window lattice was opened a thin slit, and the snow-white light penetrated into the room, which made Jiang Ling feel dazzling for a moment.

After blinking his eyes, Jiang Ling opened the window, he couldn't help being slightly stunned, the heavy snow fell from the sky, covering the whole world with a layer of silver and white, several plum blossoms slowly bloomed, and the fragrance of cold plums faintly wafted into the tip of his nose.

"It's snowing." Jiang Ling sighed.

The cool wind poured in from the skirt of the clothes, and when Jiang Ling shivered from the cold, Mei Jiu hurriedly brought a heavy cloak over and carefully tied it with a ribbon.

The edge of the cloak was trimmed with a layer of snow-white fluff, and it stuck to Jiang Ling's neck. It was soft and comfortable, but Jiang Ling still felt a little cold.When thinking this way, Mei Jiu raised her hand to close the window lattice tightly, and then pressed the back of her hand to Jiang Ling's forehead.

"The fever is finally gone." As if she was relieved, Mei Jiu's slender eyebrows showed a soft smile, "Last night, the imperial physician Fu came, and he said that you had a cold and needed a good rest. Wear thicker clothes and take medicine on time..."

While talking, Mei Jiu snapped her fingers.

"……Okay, I get it now."

"Sister, you burned all night, you really need to be more careful in the future."

Mei Jiuxu chattered a lot, then pulled Jiang Ling back to the bed, went out for a while, and brought a bowl of steaming soup and a bowl of millet porridge when she came back.

Jiang Ling drank a few mouthfuls of millet porridge to warm his stomach, and Mei Jiu brought a stool over.

He scooped up the black soup with a white porcelain spoon, first took a breath carefully, and then stretched it to Jiangling's lips.

Jiang Ling swallowed it honestly: "You don't have to do this, I'll just drink it myself."

"Is it a little hot?" Mei Jiu bit her lip and stared at the small white porcelain spoon.

"It's not..."

"Is that where I made a mistake?" Mei Jiu was full of doubts, and asked cautiously, "When I was young, my mother always took care of me when I was sick."

Mei Jiu's mother is Mrs. Yuji.

In the middle of the cold winter night, he threw himself into the lake...

Jiang Ling suddenly thought of the words of Imperial Physician Fu, and looked at Mei Jiu with subtle eyes. After thinking about it, Jiang Ling frowned and smiled at Mei Jiu.

"Nothing went wrong, you did a good job."

Then Jiang Ling opened his mouth and signaled Mei Jiu to continue feeding him, he didn't mind at all and said he enjoyed it very much.

Mei Jiu smiled all over the corners of her eyes, and after humming softly, she happily approached Jiang Ling, as if what she was feeding was not medicine, but candied haws for coaxing the child.

After a bowl of medicine was drained, Mei Jiu found candied fruit and brought it to Jiang Ling, looking at Jiang Ling eagerly: "The soup and medicine are bitter, do you want some candied fruit?"

In fact, Jiang Ling didn't need it, he was neither afraid of pain nor suffering.But he nodded anyway.

In an instant, Mei Jiu's eyes were filled with stars, her tender fingertips stuck candied fruit to Jiang Ling's lips, and said with a smile, "Sister, open your mouth."

As if he didn't think it was enough, he let out a soft "ah" and opened his mouth as if to demonstrate.

"what--"

"……Well."

Jiang Ling had sharp eyes and quick hands, and directly stuffed a candied fruit into Mei Jiu's mouth. When Mei Jiu covered her mouth and stared at him with wide eyes in surprise, Jiang Ling rubbed his forehead and smiled: "If you like candied fruit, you can eat it." Let’s be honest, I’ll give it all to you, don’t eat too much, and be careful of toothache.”

"I don't." Mei Jiu vaguely denied with a sweet and greasy taste in her mouth.

Jiang Ling leaned against the bedpost, his face half covered by the light veil, although his voice was a little weak, it was cheerful.

"Little national teacher, didn't you avoid me a while ago? How dare you come to Xiefang court today?"

Mei Jiu was slightly stunned, then withdrew her hand holding the plate, and her voice was slightly hesitant: "At that time, my sister passed out, when I sent you back, the patrol guard saw it, and I stepped into Xiefang Court. Prime Minister Jiang...your father is here."

"Then?"

"Physician Fu came to give you a pulse and prescribed medicine. When your condition improved, your father said thank you for taking care of you these days. Then he said that His Majesty was seriously ill in bed and he was too busy, so he hoped that I could take care of you here." ..."

"..."

"I think this is inappropriate, but..." Mei Jiu lowered her head, only showing the top of her head with soft hair, but the last words stuck in her throat.

Jiang Ling didn't care about his hesitation, his mind was full of crap.

"What on earth does Prime Minister Jiang mean?" Jiang Ling has always been a very assertive person, he rarely hesitates, basically thinks for himself, and after deciding on something, he is a stubborn person.

Today, for the first time, he went to ask Xiaohong, this system in his heart that the thick guy is silly and sweet.

The system is pleasantly surprised, and the system is very proud.

The scriptures scrolled through the pages in front of Jiang Ling, and smiled: "If you are a man, you should be ugly, and it's okay for Mei Jiu to be smaller."

"You don't know what gender I am now?" Jiang Ling sneered.

"You are now a vicious female supporting role!" The system was confident.

"..."

"Hehehe, I guess Prime Minister Jiang wants to send you to the little master."

What the system said was no different from what Jiang Ling thought, but Jiang Ling still only wanted to curse people. If Jiang Ling was real, he would probably be crying right now.

First, he beat his daughter into a mandarin duck, and then married his daughter to his sweetheart, his father. After using all kinds of things, Emperor Zhaoyang wanted to give his daughter to Xiao Guoshi after his downfall...

"A scumbag father, did he treat his daughter like a prostitute?"

Jiang Ling finally knew what kind of person Prime Minister Jiang was, and how dull this "family affection" was.

When Jiang Ling was angry, Mei Jiu pulled Jiang Ling's hair slightly.

As soon as Jiang Ling turned around, he glared, and Mei Jiu hurriedly let go, his eyes were three parts surprised, three parts gentle, three parts well-behaved, and one part erratic and lost.

"elder sister……"

Seeing Jiang Ling's anger melt like ice and snow.

"I'm leaving..." Mei Jiu said softly.

"..."

"It is estimated that they will come back in spring."

Jiang Ling almost thought that he was not coming back, but he blinked his eyes when he heard this sentence, but he didn't think it was a big deal.

Mei Jiu lowered her head, her slender and thick black eyelashes fluttered, leaving bits and pieces of light in her clear blue eyes.

"I will come back as soon as possible." Mei Jiu raised her head and showed a soft and dependent smile towards Jiang Ling, "The soonest, when I come back, maybe the imperial city is still snowing."

Jiang Ling was stunned by this smile, and suddenly understood why Mei Jiu stayed behind after hearing what Prime Minister Jiang said and felt something wrong in his heart. He came to say goodbye.

The child probably hated him, and wanted to see him more before leaving.

"Is there something important?"

Mei Jiu nodded hesitantly.

"If you don't do it, you will regret it all your life?"

Mei Jiu could answer this question, he licked his lips, his eyes fixed: "I don't know if I will regret it, a lifetime is too long, but if I don't do it, I will probably... have nightmares all the time. "

"Haha." Jiang Ling laughed heartlessly.

The facial features that are naturally seductive are unfolded, as if they can charm people's bones: "Then do it well."

Jiang Ling rubbed Mei Jiu's hair again: "Young master, don't let yourself regret it."

Mei Jiu nodded cautiously.

Jiang Ling asked again: "When are you leaving?"

"...Today." After squeezing out two words, Mei Jiu quickly replied, "Now the entire palace is under the control of Prince Duan and your father. If I don't leave now, it will be very difficult to leave in a few days."

"Understandable."

"But sister, don't worry, no one should be able to embarrass you now." The people here refer to Emperor Zhaoyang. It is said that the poison in Emperor Zhaoyang's body has exploded, and he wailed all night, in pain.

Mei Jiu said very seriously: "I heard from the master that there are fairy mountains beyond the East China Sea, where immortals gather and there are countless panaceas, so my sister's illness will definitely be cured."

"it is good."

"Sister, take the things here, I'm leaving." As before, after Mei Jiu put a bunch of things by Jiangling's bed, she lowered her head and wanted to leave.

Just as he put his fingers on the door frame and was about to open the door, Jiang Ling stopped him.

"and many more!"

Mei Jiu turned around.

Jiang Ling folded his hands on his chest, tilted his head, and said lazily, "Xinhaiju is where your mother used to live, right?"

"Yeah." Mei Jiu nodded, "I often go there to have a look."

"I heard Imperial Physician Fu said about Mrs. Yuji." Jiang Ling said softly, but his face was a bit tangled: "Do you think I'm your mother?"

"..."

Mei Jiu was silent for a long time, her tone was unprecedentedly firm: "It was there before, but it's gone later."

When I saw Jiang Ling for the first time, everything was too coincidental, as if arranged by one hand, the person in front of me caught off guard and merged with the image of his mother.

"Do you still remember what my sister said to me that night at Xie Fang Ting?"

Of course Jiang Ling remembered that he made Mei Jiu cry, and the boy pressed against his shoulder like a little beast, weeping silently.

"My mother dragged me to cry many times, and the makeup for crying was all over..."

Mrs. Yuji is the charming flower chased by the heroes on the grassland. She is gorgeous and soft, but she has not become a soaring eagle.

"When my sister talked to me that day, she was very strong and strong." Mei Jiu smiled shyly, "So, I didn't regard you as my mother."

Jiang Ling suddenly felt a little red in the face, being praised.

"Ahem." Coughing twice as if to cover up, Jiang Ling, who originally only had one question, suddenly wanted to ask another question, a question that had troubled him for a long time.

Jiang Ling's eyes fell on the favorability of Mei Jiu's head, except for the day when he was drunk, the favorability rose to the level of a close relative, and then fell back to the original place again.

[-one]

Under the bloody font, the little national teacher is so harmless.

Jiang Ling asked: "Do you hate me? Or sometimes hate me very, very much? Or think I'm a coquettish bitch or something?"

Mei Jiu couldn't understand the last four words, but she waved her hands in panic: "I don't have... sister, why do you say that?"

Jiang Ling smiled nonchalantly: "Sometimes you look at me like you're annoying me?"

Mei Jiu was shocked: "Yes, yes?"

"there must be!"

"...I don't have one." Mei Jiu Nuo Nuo replied, and then she replied with absolute certainty, "If there is, I must be hating myself."

When Mei Jiu opened the door and left, several plum blossoms were in full bloom, with a faint fragrance, and the stamens of the plum hearts were as bright as blood.

a few days later.

The Hu Khan won two nobles.

The Taoist holding the floating dust and the boy covering his face with a heavy cloak.

The leader smiled heartily: "Qingchenzi, and my good nephew, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The boy lowered the brim of his hat, and said in a low and cold voice, "Uncle."

Khan didn't care either. After all, he wasn't the child who grew up beside him. With a big wave of his hand, his calloused fingers pointed to the map on the desktop.

He pointed directly at the location of the imperial capital, and lowered his voice: "When Tianzhao is in chaos, we will send troops immediately."

The young man raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of blue eyes, and chuckled lightly: "Kill him?"