Hua Nongying

In fact, if Song Ying is not told that he is pregnant, it will be very difficult for Hua Jiang not to eat and drink.Does it mean that there is no way.The most feasible way Hua Jiang can think of at present is to trap him in front of his eyes every day, and eat and drink with him.Anyway, before this, he had planned to do so.Thinking of it this way, he felt a little relieved.

In order to make it easier for him to deal with the affairs of the city, Hua Jiang asked someone to put a big bed in the study room where he discussed matters. He discussed important matters with his subordinates outside, while the old imperial doctor gave Song Ying moxibustion in the room.

"Ai Zhuo?" Song Ying muttered in a low voice, our name is Ai Zhi, anyway, it's the same way.It is said that this thing was invented very early in Chinese history.It’s just that modern people’s life is fast-paced, and they know this stuff, but there are really too few people who can slowly understand it.

The old doctor sat aside to observe and advise Xiaoyao Tongxun's acupuncture points.Song Ying exposed his white belly and lay down on the bed in a strange posture.Anbu neatly placed a blanket in Song Ying's place without Ai Zhuo, in case the heroic wife of his family caught a cold.And stood aside from time to time, even more anxious than the little drug boy, and said straight up: "Be careful with your hands, handle it carefully, don't burn your wife."

The drug boy looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, with sweat hanging from his drooping head one by one on his forehead. Although there was a brazier in the room, Song Ying felt that the child must be nervous because of the people in the room. of.So he smiled and comforted the child and said, "Don't be nervous, it's fine as usual."

Song Ying told him not to be nervous but made him more nervous, that's good.The child's nervous hands were trembling slightly.Seeing this, Anbu stretched out his hand to Yaotong, and wanted to say that it would be better to change it to me!Just then the accident happened.

When she felt pain in her lower abdomen, Song Ying endured the burning feeling and did not cry out.Fortunately, Anbu, who had been paying attention to Yaotong's movement, quickly reached out and knocked off the Ai Zhu in Yaotong's hand, so that he didn't burn a hole in Song Ying's body.

This change happened so suddenly that Yaotong was frightened and froze in place.The old doctor got up excitedly and came over to check, "Is there any problem?"

"Ma'am, is it hot?" Anbu asked, but his eyes were full of anger and looked at the little drug boy.

The little drug boy who was watched suddenly regained his senses and knelt on the ground with a plop, pitiful for his thin shoulders, and trembling with fright.He kowtowed to Song Ying and pleaded guilty with a slurred speech.

"Oh, it's not hot, and it doesn't hurt. How can I be so delicate!" Song Ying didn't care at all.

The old lady said in her heart, you don't know, you are now a rich man. "Show the old man, is there any burns?"

"Old sir, you are making too much of a fuss..."

"Show me quickly!" The old doctor's anxious beard almost blew up.

Song Ying had no choice but to roll up her clothes again. After the old doctor checked, she said, "I'll give my wife some scalding medicine first. Don't get a blister and it will hurt you." Then she turned to the child on the ground with a helpless expression. sigh. "Now you're in big trouble!"

Hearing what his master said, the child raised his pale face in horror.With trembling lips, he called out "Master..."

"You little life... Alas! It's a pity."

I saw the body of the child kneeling on the ground crumbling.Even the imperial physician and Anbu on the side had serious faces, Song Yingcai forced a smile and asked with uncertainty. "The old man said it too seriously. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have distracted the child." He straightened up and wanted to help the child up, and said to him apologetically, "It's all my fault, it's none of your business. Get up quickly."

The child looked at Song Ying expectantly.At this time, Anbu said to the child on the ground with a look of reproach: "Madam is compassionate and can't bear to criticize you. But the city lord...no one can justify it." Although the city lord has never stated the status of his wife in the mansion, he has always See the thoughts of the city lord in his eyes.Therefore, let alone scalding the madam.As long as one of their city masters is unhappy, even if that person didn't do anything, it's all wrong!

After listening to Anbu's words, the child fell on the ground and shook even more violently.

"Chairman, don't say that. This fact really blames me. For my sake, don't punish him again."

"Ma'am... this old slave has no control over this matter."

Hearing this, Song Ying felt mixed emotions in her heart, it was just a small burn, why did they speak so seriously.Thinking of this, Song Ying excitedly stepped forward and grabbed the child's arm and said, "Why are you kneeling for such a trivial matter, get up!"

The child sobbed softly, not even daring to make a sound.

"Get up, I'll take you to see the city lord."

As soon as he heard that he was going to see the city lord, the child immediately collapsed to the ground, no matter how much Ren Songying pulled him, there was nothing he could do.Anbu exclaimed 'madam' and was about to come and snatch her.

Seeing this little boy on the ground, for some reason, Song Ying's heart throbbed violently, and her mood plummeted instantly.He suddenly lowered his body and hugged that shivering figure, wanting to give him some warmth. "No one will kill you, don't be afraid."

At this time Huajiang came in. "What's the matter? You can hear such a big commotion outside."

Anbu glanced at Song Ying who was squatting on the ground, and quickly knelt down on the ground himself. "The old slave is guilty!"

Hua Jiang looked at the situation in the whole room, and suddenly walked towards Song Ying, but asked Anbu, "What happened?"

Song Ying was protecting the child in her arms, and replied before An Bu: "When this child was making Ai Zhuo for me, I didn't check for a while, and I bumped into a spark. The chief manager said he would punish him, but it was clearly mine. It was a mistake, so Song Ying begged the city lord to forgive him this time."

An Bu looked at Song Ying in surprise and quickly lowered her head, even the old doctor beside her was hesitant to speak.Hua Jiang first leaned over and pulled Song Ying up and said, "It's very hot? Show me."

"No problem."

After seeing clearly where Song Ying's abdomen had been medicated by the old doctor, the dark red scar that had begun to blister was bigger than a copper zier.Hua Jiang secretly frowned and raised his eyes towards Anbu and asked, "Is that so?"

Song Ying didn't wait for An Bu's answer, raised her face that was about to cry, and said to Hua Jiang: "I am responsible for this matter, please agree with the city lord!"

Anbu kowtowed at Huajiang in embarrassment.

Seeing Hua Jiang looking at him with an unfathomable face, Song Ying began to feel uncertain.He knew that as long as Hua Jiang wanted to, he could even end anyone's life regardless of right or wrong, including himself.Thinking of these things, Song Ying became even more anxious. He was afraid that he would kill an innocent child because of himself, so he cried a little, "You have to punish me!"

Hua Jiang raised an eyebrow at him and asked, "Why should I punish you?"

"If you have to punish someone, then you punish me!"

The old doctor changed his previous attitude of looking at the nose with the eyes and the heart with the nose.Chao Songying persuaded: "Madam, don't worry, be careful not to hurt your body."

Hua Jiang touched Song Ying's back and comforted him softly, "Don't get excited, this matter... I'll listen to you."

Anbu and the old doctor were shocked by the four words "I listen to you" calmly, but Song Ying cried with joy because Huajiang did not punish the child.He turned to the drug boy on the ground excitedly: "You heard me, the city lord doesn't blame you. You're fine." The older he got, the tears started to drop. Song Ying was grateful for Huajiang's tolerance for him.Sincerely said to him, "Thank you!"

At this time, the old doctor said to the little drug boy on the ground, "Thank you, the city lord and madam."

The child kowtowed to the two of them neatly, only then did he see the old doctor also bowed his hands to Song Ying and said, "Mrs. Xie is generous. Thank you for not killing me." Then, the child was sent out by the old doctor, Later, Ai Zhuo was ordered by the old imperial doctor himself, and Anbu came to implement it.

Hua Jiang sat sideways on Song Ying's bedside, seeing that he hadn't raised his spirits very much since then, he found words to tease him from time to time.Suddenly, Song Ying raised her eyes to Huajiang and asked, "What are you doing to me?" She wanted to ask the old doctor before, but she never found the right time to ask, and this happened just now.It made him panic in the end, and the reason for the blockage was that his life and the lives of others were out of his control.

The old doctor said at the side: "The acupoints I burned are all for regulating the stomach and harmonizing the middle, tonifying deficiency and Qi, nourishing grains and eliminating dampness, reducing adverse reactions and relieving vomiting."

This sounds like a bad stomach, so Song Ying looked at the top of the bed and said. "But I've had a good appetite lately."

Hua Jiang looked at Song Ying's expression and said, "I hope your appetite can be better."

"..." Song Ying clenched her fists, wishing she could hit Huajiang's upright face a few times.But that's all he could think about.Therefore, he gave him a blank look.Seeing that he had regained his former anger, Hua Jiang flattened the wrinkles on his forehead.

The time to smoke moxa is quite long, but fortunately, the old doctor said that it only needs to be burnt every now and then.When only he and Hua Jiang were left in the room, Song Ying asked again, "How long will it last?"

"Not long."

"Okay!" This matter went down, and that question came up again. "I don't know if Erxing is safe or not on the way. I don't know if he is sick in such a cold weather."

"Don't worry, my guards will protect him all the way. Even if he is sick, he will be taken care of. Don't think about it all day long."

"Yes!" Song Ying suddenly reached out and grabbed Hua Jiang's long sleeves, "I also feel a little strange recently, I tend to think wildly, and my mood is not beautiful. It's like depression. The way I adjusted my emotions before was not good. There are too many, but now I don’t feel interested at all. I’m not even happy to put so many babies here to sleep with me.”

Hua Jiang watched in astonishment as Song Ying tore off the quilt, revealing all kinds of valuables that were shining brightly underneath. "Hahaha, I forgot, my wife seems to be greedy for money!"

Although Song Ying doesn't like the word 'greedy', the focus is not on it now.He said lazily, "Maybe I am indeed sick."

Hua Jiang flicked his forehead lightly, "I promise, as long as you see this thing, all your illnesses will be cured."

"what?"

Hua Jiang took out an envelope from his bosom and handed it to him, what a familiar 'diying's letter'.Song Ying suddenly remembered how long it had been since he had seen Song Qi.With tears in his eyes, he reached out to pick it up, but Hua Jiang dodged it with his arms raised.

"What's wrong?" Song Ying couldn't help raising her head and asked.

Under Hua Jiang's steady face, his eyes were shining brightly, and he looked straight at him and said, "Song Qi or I, who is more important to you?"

What is this strange question?

"Me or him?"

"How can this be compared, you are obviously different people."

"Of course different people can compare." Hua Jiang looked at him more persistently.

Song Ying originally wanted to say a few perfunctory words to Hua Jiang, but seeing that the other party was staring at him so seriously, it was a bit difficult to say those perfunctory words.Therefore, he lowered his head and thought about it carefully before looking back at Hua Jiang and saying, "He is my brother, you are me, it is me... Huh? What do we say?"

Seeing Song Ying's rhetorical question, Hua Jiang raised his eyebrows at him in disbelief.And narrow your eyes slightly, which means you can't think about it, so don't blame me for turning your face.

Song Ying suddenly laughed out loud, and punched Hua Jiang's chest in a very patriarchal way: "We are brothers too!"

"...Brother?" Hua Jiang was almost killed!

Amid Song Ying's undisguised public laughter, Hua Jiang returned to the meeting room with a slightly raised mouth.Apart from Ruan Jiansheng who was standing there before, there was also a kneeling figure in the meeting room.

As soon as Huajiang walked over, Anbu repeatedly pleaded guilty, "The old slave is guilty, please punish the city lord!"

After silently looking at Anbu for a while, Huajiang flicked his sleeves at him and said. "Get up, don't be an example!"

Anbu fell on the ground and did not dare to get up, but Huajiang sighed and said, "I know what happened, get up!" As soon as Anbu heard that Huajiang knew, he kowtowed to Huajiang again in relief.

"Softness of heart is both his strength and his weakness!" Hua Jiang has been outside all the time, and of course he knows what's going on inside.As for Song Ying's way of treating servants, one only needs to look at how he treated Erxing in the past.If he really executed the child today, Song Ying would definitely hate him. "It seems that he can't see people dying. How can this happen in this period. If you don't kill others, you will be killed by others."

An Bu heard Hua Jiang's implication, and asked Hua Jiang: "Then, that drug boy...?"

"That's all! Don't mention this matter again, but I don't want it to happen a second time."

Anbu was relieved and thanked Huajiang again.In fact, seeing the injury on Song Ying's body, even if it was only a small piece, made Huajiang feel a strange emotion, that is heartache.He entered the door with the mentality of severely punishing him.Never thought, seeing Song Ying's expression, that kind of demeanor, let Huajiang know that besides heartache, he also has reluctance.This state of mind made him a little overwhelmed and frightened.

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