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At noon, the rain was heavier than in the morning, and it fell on the tiles with a ding ding dong dong.

Dong Wu went into the inner room to call Song Li, and saw that Song Li was still asleep,

He habitually turned his face to the side of the bed, and Dong Wu sat down on the edge of the bed, only seeing Song Li's white, tender and small cute ears exposed outside the quilt, and his smooth black hair, he couldn't help stretching out his fingers on his hair Gently touching, the soft and smooth feeling seemed to pass from the fingers to the heart through the nerves, making his heart feel an indescribable softness, he smiled slightly, and then touched his ears, Song Li's earlobe is extremely soft and feels very good to the touch.

Song Li's ears were very sensitive. When Dong Wu touched him, he shrank his neck reflexively, and let out a protesting murmur in his nasal cavity.

Dong Wu thought he had woken up, so he bent down to look at him. Song Li just woke up at this time, and slowly opened those dark brown eyes, which were almost black, with a layer of hazy water shining inside, deep, Dong Wu was so captivated that he was so captivated that he even wanted to kiss her.

At this time, Song Li's eyes really focused to see the person in front of him, and he murmured, "Dong Wu."

Dong Wu moved his face away from him, slid his fingers across his cheeks, and said, "It's time for lunch."

Song Li let out a low "Oh", trying to get up but had no strength.

Dong Wu held him up and sat him up against the head of the bed. Seeing that his face was flushed from sleeping, and his complexion was much better than in the morning, he asked, "Is your body better?"

Although his complexion looked better, Song Li's spirit was not much better. Instead, his head ached even more. He frowned, and said in a low voice, "I had a dream, and it seemed very sad."

Seeing his frown, Dong Wu felt sorry for him, covered him with the quilt, and asked, "What kind of dream is it? Can you tell me about it?"

Song Li lowered his head and thought for a while, but thinking about him made his head hurt even more.

In the dream, he seemed to be younger than he is now. He was sitting on a chair in a garden planted with flowers, and a good-looking young boy read to him with a book, and then asked him to read along with him, But he always couldn't read well. No matter how the young boy taught him, he couldn't read well. He obviously missed the good ones, but he couldn't do well.

Although the young boy was very patient all the time, he couldn't help but sighed, looking very disappointed, and said, "Guizhen, when will you be able to get better?"

Seeing his sad and lost appearance, Song Li couldn't help grabbing his hand to comfort him, "Little uncle, don't be angry, Gui is really good, very good..."

The little boy was amused by him, that kind of gentle and joyful smile made his already pretty face look more charming, even Song Li was stunned, his saliva was drooling, the little boy quickly took the Wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and said with a smile, "I know you're good."

After a while, another beautiful woman with a little sadness between her brows came over and said, "Ziqi, don't teach him anymore, he won't learn anyway, you go do your thing!"

Song Li wondered if this young man's name was Ziqi, but it was a nice name.

The young boy replied, "Sister-in-law, don't be discouraged, Guizhen will get better, I believe he will get better."

And that beautiful woman just looked at Song Li with a trace of lost, melancholy but gentle eyes, which made Song Li feel sore and sad.How much he wanted to tell them that he was fine and let them not worry.

Song Li felt that this was not his own dream, such a real picture, such a deep feeling, must be the original memory of this body, and the memory of this body made him sad.

He didn't tell Dong Wu about the dream, but shook his head slightly and said, "I won't remember it when I wake up."

Dong Wu touched Song Li's brows with his warm fingers, and persuaded softly, "If you can't remember it, don't think about it! Come on, put on your clothes and go eat."

Song Li answered, and was helped out of bed by Dong Wu.

Dong Wu was afraid that he would be cold, so he brought out another jacket for him to wear inside, and then put on his outer shirt outside.

Dong Wu had already learned from Chunying how to comb Song Li's hair in the simplest bun, but Song Li usually didn't like to pull up his hair, so most of the time he still braided two braids randomly. A guest, so Dong Wu tied up his hair with a simple wooden hairpin, and he didn't refuse.

This wooden hairpin was cut into the shape of thin bamboo, with two small bamboo leaves left as decorations, it was made by Dong Wu for Song Li, Song Li thought it was pretty and liked it very much.

After washing his face again, Song Li felt better, and another fourteen or fifteen-year-old maid called them outside, "Master Dong, Madam asked me to urge you to go to the flower hall for dinner."

Dong Wu responded, and then led Song Li out the door.

Out of the outer room, the small yard outside is actually a larger patio, with two peach trees planted inside, and a large water tank with a cluster of lotus flowers in it. There are also two small red koi quietly in the water tank. It stops quietly under the lotus leaf, occasionally wagging its tail and making a ripple.

Walking two steps from the corridor next to it is the Yuedongmen. In the past, it is the yard where the master of the uncle's house lives. Then walk out along the corridor to the outer courtyard. There is a study room and a flower hall, and the hall is in front.

Before the two of them reached the flower hall, their aunt Du Shi called out to them at the door, "Hurry up, it took so long."

Song Li was a little uncomfortable at what she said, Dong Wu explained, "I came over after talking with Song Li for a while."

Mrs. Du took a few steps forward, took the hand of Song Li who was following Dong Wu with one hand, and said, "Wu Lang said that you caught a cold this morning, and if you slept for a while, did you feel better? You can make a sound, don't be bored, I have to call the doctor to show you."

Although Mrs. Du is a female class, she is an unusually straightforward and capable woman at first glance. She is also quite tall, at least much taller than Song Li, and her hands are very strong. Song Li had to be dragged into the house by her. Go, and replied, "It's better, don't bother to see a doctor."

Dong Wu also walked in, and Wu Xu and Wu Jinwen were sitting in the flower hall holding their daughter.

Hearing Mrs. Du say that Song Li was ill and not in good spirits, Wu Jinwen couldn't help raising his head to look at him.Since the last time I was a guest at Dong Wu's house and met Song Li, Wu Jinwen had no choice but to miss him. A beauty like jade is always easy to miss. Wu Jinwen understood this truth, so he didn't do it And the emotions like panic are just as usual. After all, that beautiful woman is already the wife of his best friend, and he already has a wife, how can he still do something young and frivolous like a teenager? , So I just buried her in my heart.

He didn't expect to see Song Li here again, and he didn't expect that when he heard that he was here, he would feel anticipation and anxiety in his heart, and he even didn't know what to do.

At this time, when I heard that he was sick, I felt deep worry and pity in my heart.

"This is Wu Lang's new daughter-in-law." Aunt Du Shi pulled Song Li to introduce Wu Jinwen.

Wu Jinwen got up immediately, and saw that Song Li's face was indeed too pale, and there was a layer of sadness between his brows, but he wanted to force a laugh. He didn't know why Song Li was sad, so he couldn't help guessing, could it be that she and Dong Wu were together? Didn't Dong Wu take good care of her together? When I saw her at his house last time, she was obviously very cheerful and lively...

Wu Jinwen wanted to keep looking at her, and wanted to ask her what was wrong, but he didn't dare to keep his eyes on Song Li for a long time, and said with a smile, "Auntie, the last time I went to Wu Lang's house, I met my siblings once."

Du Shi said, "I've seen it before, Wu Lang's daughter-in-law is hiding it, and this is the second time I've seen her."

Song Li called Wu Jinwen "Hello, Mr. Wu" and it was considered polite.

Wu Xu saw that everyone was polite here, so he put his daughter on the ground and said, "It's time for dinner, let's talk after we have something to say!"

Du Shi said, "Yes, yes, let's eat first."

There is a bamboo curtain on one side of the flower hall. Song Li, his aunt Du Shi and the little girl Wu Xuezhen ate at a small table behind the curtain. On the outside table sat uncle Wu Xu, Wu Jinwen and Dong Wu, drinking Drinking wine, talking about the current issue of land prices, and then talking about some literati anecdotes in Yunzhou City, and then talking about Wu Jinwen's spring affairs in the coming year.

It wasn't that Wu Jinwen didn't pass the exam in Chunwei last time, but because his grandmother died and he didn't take the exam. Therefore, the state government also praised his filial piety.

Wu Jinwen said, "After the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will go to the capital first. My father entrusted some connections there, so I will go there first to do some business and communicate with the talents in the capital. It will also be beneficial for the exam."

Wu Xu catered, but Dong Wu didn't say anything.

The three people behind the bamboo curtain ate, but there was no sound, only Wu Xuezhen's childish inquiry sounded from time to time.

Song Li was not in good spirits, so he didn't eat much, even a small bowl of rice. There were only two chopsticks in the food. Seeing that he ate so little and had no appetite, Mrs. Du said, "It's the food that doesn't suit you." Appetite?"

Song Li quickly replied, "No, I ate a lot in the morning, and I didn't do anything in the morning, so I'm not hungry."

"Eat more if you're not hungry. Come on, this is fried fish with soy sauce, my specialty dish. Many people who come to my house have praised it for its deliciousness." Du Shi said, and put a chopstick of fish into Song Li's bowl .

Hearing what Du said, Song Li couldn't do without eating, so he had to pick up the fish and eat it in his mouth.

Maybe it was because the fish was too fishy, ​​and he was really uncomfortable. He was a little nauseated after eating just now. Now he smelled the fishy smell, and the nausea became worse. He couldn't suppress it. He put down the bowl, covered his mouth and turned around go aside.

Song Li's reaction stunned Mrs. Du for a moment, and immediately asked the maid standing by to bring over the spittoon. Song Li felt nauseous, but because he controlled himself not to vomit, he didn't really vomit, only retched for a while.

Du Shi stroked his back and said, "Is it better?"

The people sitting on the table outside also heard the voices inside. Dong Wu got up and went into the room separated by the curtain. Seeing Song Li covering his mouth and bending over, he quickly walked over to him in a few strides. Squatting down beside him, took the handkerchief from Du Shi's hand to wipe his mouth with one hand, and gently stroked his back with the other hand, and asked softly, "What's wrong, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

After this bout of nausea, Song Li's already pale face turned even paler, his chest felt tight, his stomach twitched and ached, his brows were furrowed, showing some pain, he couldn't speak, he just shook his head.

Dong Wu felt distressed, and said to Mrs. Du and Wu Xu and Wu Jinwen who had rushed in, "I'm sorry, Song Li is not feeling well, I'd better send him to the inner room to rest!"

"What's the matter? If you're not feeling well, hurry up and call the doctor!" Wu Xu said, and had already ordered the little girl to call the porter at home to invite the doctor.

Dong Wu didn't pay attention to those empty etiquette anymore, he picked up Song Li and walked out of the flower hall to the backyard.

Song Li felt nauseous and convulsed just now, but now his whole body was exhausted, so he could only rest his head in Dong Wu's arms, and was carried to the backyard by him in a very weak and docile manner.

Wu Jinwen and Wu Xu had a hard time getting there, but Mrs. Du wanted to follow her to have a look. Wu Xu stopped Mrs. Du and said worriedly, "What's wrong with her, why is she sick so well?"

Du Shi didn't look particularly worried, but instead showed a hint of joy. When she heard what Wu Xu said, she smiled and said, "What do you men know? She is like this, so she is happy."

Wu Xu was stunned for a moment before realizing it, and said with a smile, "It does seem like it. I thought she was ill just now when she married Wu Lang, which is somewhat unlucky. If there is happiness, it will be Wu Lang's blessing. "

Wu Jinwen saw Song Li suffering so much just now, and his face was also worried. Now, hearing Du Shi say that he was happy, he felt even more uncomfortable for some reason. But, thinking about it in reverse, Dong Wu and her just got married. It's so beautiful, and Dong Wu loves her very much. I think it's not impossible for her to be happy every day. However, seeing how weak her body is and how young she is, if she is born because of giving birth What's the matter, what should I do?