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Self-cultivation is the best... Don't get angry easily, your anger is already vain, if you continue..."

"Okay, okay..." Tang Huoqi interrupted her impatiently, "Tang Wu, why didn't you say you came here?"

"Although it's not a serious illness, young master, you have a weak foundation. If you get angry, you will inevitably be overwhelmed. It's easy..." Tang Wu continued to shake his head and memorize the medical books, as if he didn't hear her question.

"Okay, okay, who wants to listen to this?" Tang Huoqi tugged at her arm, "There are only you and me from the Tang family, do you think we should be honest with each other?"

Tang Wu looked around seriously, then his eyes stayed on himself and Tang Huoqi for a while, and he nodded solemnly.

"That's right! Then it's up to you, Tang Wu, to tell me what's going on! Why I fell asleep for so long, why you're here, and why they don't want to tell me!" Tang Huo Qi nodded his head again, "Also, why was I tied up like this?"

"Master!" She lowered her head and looked at her young master timidly, "Tang Wu can't say anything."

"Can't say it? Hehe, here comes another one that can't be said!" Tang Huoqi laughed back angrily, "Is it because of her?"

"Young master! Since you know, don't make things difficult for me!" Tang Wu looked at Tang Huoqi's face flushed with anger, and could only stomp his feet anxiously, "Except for the princess, no one actually knows what's going on. ! You have been away for the past few months, and our Tang Mansion is about to be blown down by the gossip on the street! Isn't the princess afraid that you will feel disliked by the gossip of that caring person!"

"Could it be that in your eyes, I'm such a master who listens to the wind and the rain? What are you talking about, 'I'm afraid I'll be jealous', look at each of you, you are hiding it from me with her, just Aren't you afraid that I'll feel bad for you!"

Momentarily speechless by what she said, Tang Wu had no choice but to lower his head, rubbing his hands with an aggrieved expression.

Tang Huoqi cast a contemptuous glance at her, and then asked in a calm manner: "You are all here, what about her?"

"The princess is still in Jiangnan..."

After all, Tang Wu timidly raised his head and looked at Tang Huoqi.Although there was no emotional change on her face, the slightly wrinkled nose hinted at her loss.

But my young master's appearance of "clearly hoping that the princess can come and explain but pretending that he doesn't want to see her at all" is still trying to cover up, right?

what the hell!It turned out that the anger of not being able to see the princess after waking up was directed at us!To lose such a temper without seeing the princess for the first time after waking up... Tang Wu lowered his head and muttered silently.

But the slander is the slander, why can't you just watch her mood go down like that?But how should I comfort my young master now?

"But she didn't let you talk about it, and she didn't come here in person... Is she ready to let my imagination run wild?" Her tone was dull, as if she had been affected by the tone of the sky.If it weren't for the terrible low pressure of his young master, Tang Wu would have liked to go up and hug her in his arms to comfort her warmly.

"...Although you didn't come, the princess really misses you to go back!"

"Really?" There was finally a hint of hope on his face.

Tang Wu hurriedly nodded fiercely, as if she was afraid that she would not believe it.Oh my young master, you are not as childish as you are now when you were five years old!

"Since you are thinking about it, why are you still indifferent?" Tang Huoqi held on to this question tightly like a dead end.

"Princess, she's not fit for long journeys..." Tang Wu glanced at his young master, and said dully.

"What's going on?" Tang Huoqi straightened his body and put on a straight face, completely different from the self who lost his temper just now.

"The princess said, you may not be clear about this matter. You have to go back, and the princess will tell you in person."

Tang Huoqi glanced at her suspiciously, pursed his lips, and did not speak.

"Master..."

Tang Huoqi glanced at Tang Wu coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Go back and get ready. Tonight we will hurry back to Jiangnan."

"Master! You just recovered from a serious illness and can't..."

"Crack!" The table was suddenly knocked hard, and the teacups placed on it were all shaken with a 'ping zero bang bang', and everyone couldn't help being startled when they heard the crisp sound of porcelain colliding.

"Are you the young master, or am I the young master? Are you the son-in-law or I am the son-in-law! If any of you can't bear to be here, then just stay here!" After finishing speaking, she tore off the layers of white gauze wrapped on her head, Throwing it to the ground, strode out of the room.

Tang Wu stared blankly at the ball of white gauze still stained with blood on the ground, and sighed silently in his heart.

"The pulse condition is steady and strong, very good!" He Mingyang stroked his beard and nodded to Sima Ji in satisfaction, "Although it is safe, it should not be taken lightly! Every dose of the anti-natal drugs I prescribed must not be missed. !"

"Father, what are you worried about with me watching Ji'er? You can stay at home with peace of mind, and wait to hold your great-grandson soon!" After finishing speaking, Tang He wanted to go out with He Mingyang by his arm.

"I can walk by myself!" He Mingyang pointed to the crutches beside him, "If you really want to be filial to your father, it would be considered filial piety if you look at my good grandson-in-law and little great-grandson more!"

After finishing speaking, he glanced carefully at Sima Ji's face and nodded.Then he gave a few more instructions, and wandered out on crutches.

"Oh, this can be regarded as leaving!" Tang He felt a sigh of relief when she personally sent her father out of the gate, "I must come here every day to check the pulse in person, why don't you worry about me The safety of granddaughter-in-law and little great-grandson is in the hands of other quack doctors, no matter how much I try to persuade you, I will not listen!"

Sima Ji smiled lightly, lowered his head and sipped his tea, and remained silent.

"I've seen all those prescriptions, and they are exactly the same as the ones I prescribed when I was pregnant with Huo Qi! It's been so many years, neither the ingredients nor the dosage have changed. This old prescription may be older than you Tell me, can I let you eat that! In terms of nourishment, my medicated diet will do my part... Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, and I specially asked the small kitchen to cook a 'sweet rice dumpling', which is also a response to the occasion !"

"Sweet rice dumplings?"

"That's right! This dessert was Huo Qi's favorite when he was a child. Put a cooked sweet rice dumpling into the stewing pot and simmer it on low heat. Add water and cook until the glutinous rice is gone. It's done! This time But there are also a lot of medicinal ingredients, Ji'er, you must drink them up in a while!"

"..." In this family, there are those who like to force (qiang, three times) people to drink medicine, and some who like to make strange medicinal meals... It is really not easy to live well under so many years of torture.

Sima Ji couldn't help sympathizing with Tang Huoqi in his heart.

"Today, I made an appointment with Master Qingxiu of Guanyin Temple in the northern suburbs of the city, and went to him to fulfill Qi'er's wish. It's getting late, so I'm leaving now. Remember to use the medicinal food while it's hot!" Before leaving, Tang He Shi still turned around and told him thousands of times.

"Dongmei, go and get the realgar wine sold this year." Seeing Tang He's boarding the carriage, Sima Ji ordered lightly.

Dongmei nodded slightly in response.After a while, she came slowly with a jug of unopened wine and a small wine glass in her hand.

Sima Ji opened the wine with his own hands, tilted the wine jar slightly, and the bright red liquid filled the small wine glass.

"Princess, you are still pregnant..."

"I know it well." Sima Ji glanced at her lightly, raised his neck and drank it all in one gulp.

"Dragon Boat Festival, how can it be justified if you don't drink a glass of realgar wine?" Sima Ji stroked his stomach, "What's more, this wine has the same surname as the child in my belly."

She paused, her eyes looking into the distance unknowingly became hazy...

"Princess! Princess!" I heard a sudden commotion from outside, and saw a servant running in almost scrambling, "It's coming from outside..."

"Noisy, what a disgrace!" Dongmei reprimanded in a low voice, "If Her Royal Highness is disturbed, don't you want your life!"

The young man was immediately taken aback by Dongmei's scary tone, he quickly shut up and obediently stood aside.

"What's going on outside?" Sima Ji glanced at the startled servant, suppressing the trace of displeasure in his heart.

"Reporting to the princess, a large group of people came outside and blocked the gate in a dense manner. The leader is..."

"Since we know that the gate is blocked, we should rush everyone out. Although this Tang mansion is not as good as my princess' mansion, it's not like anyone can come here wantonly!"

"This... I dare not." The boy stood aside in embarrassment, not daring to lift his head.

"You have the guts to yell in front of me?"

"The villain dare not..." The boy lowered his head even lower, "The villain will lead someone to throw the young master out..."

With a "pop", the wine glass shattered, and the bright red wine flowed all over the floor...

Chapter 33

When Sima Ji almost staggered out of the courtyard, suppressing the uncontrollable shyness and full of anticipation in his heart all the way, he finally reached the wide open gate, but stopped again.

Near nostalgia is more timid.This is even more true for people.It was only a few steps away, yet it seemed as if she was going to use up all her courage.

What's wrong with her...?

Looking at the mottled door, Sima Ji took a deep breath, straightened the hem of his clothes that were messed up due to too hasty steps, calmed his expression, and stepped up the steps step by step...

Taller, thinner - almost at the first glance, Sima Ji separated her from the crowd.I don't know if it's the white veil on her head that is too eye-catching or the posture of leaning against the wall with a restrained expression is too much.