ungrateful

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They rested at the posthouse for a day.

The steward ran a long way to find a town, followed Yan Huai's own prescription to grab the medicine and came back, Ji An waited on Yan Huai to drink the medicine, then stared at Yan Huai and fell asleep under the quilt without leaving his body for a moment all day.

Fortunately, the next morning, Yan Huai's fever subsided, and Ji An breathed a sigh of relief.

They still had to continue on their way. Before getting into the carriage, Ji Anzai carefully checked the carbon in Yanhuai's hand stove, and the curtains on the windows of the carriage, to make sure there was no air leakage before helping Yanhuai into the carriage.

However, Yanhuai's fever subsided, but he still coughed. The second master Yan was worried about him, and the speed of the group slowed down, and they no longer looked for a nearby inn to stay at night. They would rather take a detour and find an inn in the town to rest. In this way, the time for the return trip was abruptly doubled, and it took eight days to arrive.

Yan Huai's carriage stopped directly in front of the medical halls in the city. Most of the medicinal materials in these medical halls came from the Yan family.

Ji An stood beside him nervously. After the doctor had cut his pulse, the second master Yan didn't have time to intervene, so Ji An hurriedly asked, "How is my young master?"

"It's okay." The doctor looked at Second Master Yan and said, "Master Yan, the young master just caught the cold and it's not a problem. I'll prescribe a prescription for you. You only need to decoct according to the prescription and take it at home. It will be fine in seven days."

The second master Yan thanked the doctor, and asked Huoxiang to follow him to get the prescription, and then took a look at Ji An, who was guarding Yanhuai every step of the way, feeling a little proud in his heart—his little son seemed lazy about everything. Shangxin, but his methods of buying people's hearts are very powerful, and the two servants who follow him are loyal, this is what Yan Zhou has to learn from his younger brother.

Yan Huai's illness was nothing serious, so Er Ye Yan didn't go home for now. Many things in the pharmacy were still waiting for him to take care of, so he simply turned the carriage around and went to Yan's pharmacy. An: "Huoxiang is not as careful as you, so I can take care of your young master. If something happens, let someone report it to me."

Ji An responded "Yes", saluted in a proper manner, sent the second master off with the banquet, and then followed Yan Huai into the carriage and headed home.

He was finally completely relieved, and his whole body was no longer so tense, and his little face that had been suffering all this time also had a smile, and he talked a little more: "Master, the doctor said you are fine."

Of course he's fine, Yan Huai knew very well in his heart, if he hadn't watched Ji An worrying all the way, he wouldn't even want to come to the hospital.

Yan Huai took a look at the people around him, and couldn't help pinching the tip of Ji An's nose, and asked, "Don't worry now?"

Ji An was still happy, but he didn't realize that something was wrong. He looked at Yan Huai with bright eyes, and said "Mmm".

Yan Huai pinched his cheek again. After a year, the child finally had some soft flesh on his face, which felt quite good to the touch. He wanted to laugh in his heart, but his face was tense, and he said, "Still... Hmm'? Do you think his medical skills are better than mine?"

Ji An blinked, was stunned, and subconsciously denied: "It's not...he..."

Yan Huai moved closer, closer to Ji An: "What is he?"

Seeing that they were going to get together, Ji An's head, which was already a little bit unable to turn around, became even more stupid. "He" said a few times without saying anything, and begged for mercy while hiding: "Young master is the most powerful."

Yan Huai knew in his heart that Ji An was worried all the way because he was afraid that he would lie to him and hide it from him, but he didn't tell the truth, and deliberately teased him with a sullen face, saying, "Coax me."

Ji An's back was leaning against the wall of the carriage, and there was no way to retreat. He was wrapped in Yan Huai's arms, and looked at Yan Huai pitifully, like a small animal that had nowhere to escape, and could only let it go. She was slaughtered by others, and she argued weakly: "I didn't."

After making a fuss, Yan Huai wanted to cough again, so he raised his hand and flicked Ji An's forehead, stood up and let him go, turned his back and coughed twice before saying again: "Make a note first, I'll deal with you when I recover. "

Ji An has been poisoned by Huoxiang for several months, and he has also learned a little bit of cleverness. He knows that the young master's "clean up" is actually just bluffing, but he also feels that the tone of the young master is different when he talks about him and Huoxiang.

The roots of his ears turned red for no reason, and when he heard Yan Huai coughing, he couldn't help but go to pour Yan Huai a bowl of tea: "Master, drink water."

Yan Huai rubbed Ji An's head again, took the bowl and drank the water.

The carriage stopped at this moment, Ji An was concerned about the cold outside, and while putting on the cloak on Yan Huai, he urged him to go back to the house quickly. His attention was all on Yan Huai alone, so naturally he didn't see it. On the side, Xin Chi stood there alone.

But in fact, even if Ji An saw it, there was a great possibility that he would not recognize Xin Chi.

Xin Chi is outside on weekdays, always glamorous and energetic, even in the hottest summer, he is sweating profusely, and he will only untie his belt to cool off when no one is around. In front of outsiders, he never He is dignified and stable, and always holds the identity of Xin's eldest son.

But now, the clothes on his body are so wrinkled that they can hardly be seen, there is a large trace of wine stains on them, and they don't fit very well, hanging empty, without any accessories on his body, and his hair is disheveled. It's just that it hasn't been carefully taken care of, and the whole person is so thin that it's almost out of shape.

These days, he is having a bad time.

The wound on his body has not healed all the time, the part where his father slapped his hands is especially serious, and it has been repeated repeatedly, but he has to force a smile during the day, deal with his parents, deal with the business at home, and finally end up at night. Quiet, but thinking of Ji An endlessly.

Now his quilt is cold, and there will not be a cup of hot tea on the table all the time. He admits that these are all his own crimes, but God has no intention of letting him go.

Cuihe's child didn't have a miscarriage like what Yunsu said that day. On the contrary, the child stayed in Cuihe's stomach safely. Now that it's the month of the month, Cuihe has shown signs of pregnancy, and the whole person is more calm Gentle, but Mrs. Xin felt that it was inappropriate.

When the new year was approaching, Mrs. Xin asked Xin Chi to go to the main courtyard, but Mr. Xin was not there. Mrs. Xin blushed when she saw Xin Chi getting thinner and thinner. She probably believed the rumors in the market and thought that Xin Chi really liked him. The so-called brothel woman held Xin Chi's hand and discussed with him: "Chi'er, Cuihe has been with me since childhood. That child is honest, so that's fine, but now you and Su'er have been married for half a year. The concubine has a child, but the wife of the main house has no movement in her stomach, how do you let Su'er deal with herself?"

She sighed, as if she had made up her mind, and said, "Mother knows, you like that woman outside, I have discussed it with your father, and when Su'er gives birth to a grandson of the Xin family, you will be allowed to take that woman as my concubine. "

Xin Chi listened expressionlessly, frantically wanting to blurt out something like "what if that one outside is a man", but in the end he didn't dare to say it.

From top to bottom, the Xin family has always been respectable and will not tolerate him deviant.

He listened to Mrs. Xin's babbling, but in his head he remembered that one day when he came home, Yunsu squatted beside Cuihe and listened to the fetal movement. He really didn't feel that Yunsu had nothing to do with himself. This father also likes that child Cuihe, and gets along with Cuihe like sisters.

But what did she do behind the scenes?

Use the identity of the daughter of the Yun family to complain to his mother about her grievances, and in turn put pressure on him.

He is too familiar with such routines, and has been used to such things over the years. There is no sincerity between people, just to make the family decent.

He shook the hand hanging by his side, exhausted and annoyed, but just responded calmly: "Mom, I understand."

However, when he turned his head, he vented all his reluctance and reluctance on Yun Su.

In Yunsu, a bright matchmaker is marrying the main room, and even the main bedroom is not allowed to enter. Xin Chi blocked the door, sneered and laughed: "On weekdays you pretend to be so nice to Cuihe, but when you turn around, you go to my mother to show your grievances. Do you want a child? Are you afraid that Cuihe's mother will be expensive with a child?"

With a fire in his chest, he gritted his teeth and said, "Then let me tell you, I like men."

He looked provocatively at the woman with exquisite makeup and exquisite eyebrows and eyes in front of him, as if he had seen through the other party, but he miscalculated, Yun Su had never thought about having any children, and even smiled slightly after hearing this, yes He said, "Coincidentally, I don't like men."