BT Western Han Dynasty Picking Chrysanthemums

The son said to Wei Deng: "Let me see if there is a pig tail growing in the back! If it grows, it can be cooked in the pot and eaten."

"Daddy!" Wei Deng threw himself into Wei Qing's arms, "Brother is going to eat Deng'er!"

"Oh, there's really a tail!" Wei Wei pouted Wei Deng's little neck from behind.

"Ah, Daddy save me!" Wei Deng burrowed into Wei Qing's arms.

"My son, stop making trouble," Wei Qing said to Wei and his wife, protecting Wei Deng.

"Father, aren't you biased?" Mrs. Wei ignored his father's words, and this time was the time to make a fuss, to make his father happy by the way.

Wei Qing really likes this kind of play between father and son, the youngest son is cute and naive, and the eldest son is slick, it makes people happy to watch.

The father and son made a fuss on the bed, and the laughter made Coke and the others in the outer room happy too.Although there are always people in this mansion saying that the eldest son is not good, that is not good, but without their eldest son, what would this mansion be like?

That night, the three of Wei's father and son had dinner in Mrs. Wei's bedroom. Wei Deng was carried back to the room by the nanny, while Wei Qing stayed in Mrs. Wei's room.The imperial physicians are still not completely sure about Mrs. Wei's body, if they are sure this one is fine.Fearing that Mrs. Wei would have a fever again at night, none of the imperial doctors dared to go back to the palace to report to His Majesty Liu Che, so Wei Qing naturally wanted to stay with his son overnight.

After Mrs. Wei had eaten and drank enough, and asked the imperial doctor to show him his injuries, he fell asleep in his father's arms;

Wei Qing half-lyed on Mrs. Wei's bed and read the official documents of the army, which did not prevent Mrs. Wei from sleeping. After reading the official documents for a while, he looked down at his sleeping son, touched his forehead, it was cold, and Wei Qing could feel at ease.

After sunrise, Mrs. Wei was woken up by the movement around her.

"Is it disturbing you?" Wei Qing saw that he had tried his best to keep his hands and feet light, and he still woke up Mrs. Wei, so he hurriedly said, "My father needs to get up early to go to court, so you can sleep a little longer."

Wei Wei turned his head and saw his Qinghuan beauty standing beside the bed.

"It's uncomfortable to sleep on your stomach," Wei Qing said, "I'll ask Qing Huan to accompany you."

Mrs. Wei looked at Wei Qing and smirked, this is the life he wanted to live!

"Why are you laughing like this?" Wei Qing frowned again, and said, "Are you drooling?"

Mrs. Wei stuck out her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth, and said, "How is that possible? Dad, do you want me to help you change your clothes?"

"Get out!" Wei Qing, who was being changed by Wei Qinghuan, smiled and scolded Wei, "I'm not in shape so early in the morning! Let Qinghuan make a joke!"

"Qing Huan is my younger brother, what are my family afraid of?" Mrs. Wei lay on the bed sideways, and said to his beautiful Qing Huan in a nonchalant way: "Qing Huan, huh?"

Wei Qinghuan glanced at Mrs. Wei, then pursed her lips and smiled.

"Thank you, Qing Huan," Wei Qing looked at Mrs. Wei and shook his head, patted Wei Qing Huan on the shoulder, and walked out.

"Father, I'll see you off," Mrs. Wei yelled, but her body didn't move.

"Get out!" Wei Qing cursed without looking back.

"This is my house," Mrs. Wei winked at Wei Qinghuan and said, "Qing Huan, where do you think I should go?"

Wei Qing laughed happily and got on the bed, wanting Mrs. Wei to lie on his lap.

"Okay, you can go to sleep again, how can I be so delicate?" Mrs. Wei didn't take advantage of Wei Qinghuan this time. His Qinghuan beauty has become an idiot after practicing martial arts. After a whole morning, Mrs. Wei really became the instrument of torture for Qinghuan beauty.

"Isn't this uncomfortable?" Wei Qinghuan asked.

"Where is lying down?" Mrs. Wei closed her eyes as she said that, and said, "Let's hurry up and sleep, don't you still have to practice martial arts?"

"I'm going to practice in the afternoon." Wei Qinghuan pulled Wei Wei, seeing Wei Wei didn't move, so he had to lie beside Wei Wei, and said, "shi'fu went out again early in the morning."

"He's just a beggar, he'll suffocate to death if he doesn't go out, don't worry about him," Wei Wei blinked at Wei Qinghuan, and said, "I smell good on my body today, did I take a bath?"

Wei Qinghuan said honestly: "The imperial doctor said, when I come to your side now, it must be clean and not dirty, otherwise it will not be good for your injury. They asked me to clean it before coming back."

As expected of an imperial physician who came out of the palace, Mrs. Wei laughed a few times, washed up and came back again, making it look like a concubine sleeping in bed. ;

BT The Story of Picking Chrysanthemums in the Western Han Dynasty Volume 165 [-] Those who study Western medicine and surgery cannot afford to be injured

The sweet-smelling beauty Qinghuan was sleeping next to her. Mrs. Wei slept until the sun was up. When she woke up, she found that she was still lying on the body of Qinghuan beauty.

Seeing that Mrs. Wei woke up, Wei Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Kiss, are you awake?"

Mrs. Wei said, "You woke up early, why didn't you call me?"

Wei Qinghuan said: "The imperial physician said that you should rest more."

"So you just lay there and don't move?"

Wei Qinghuan nodded.

Wei Wei looked at Wei Qinghuan's face, a beauty is a beauty, no matter how you look at it, she looks good, "Then let me sleep for a while," Wei Wei hugged his Qinghuan beauty's neck, and lay down.

Wei Qinghuan knew that Mrs. Wei was joking with him, but he just couldn't bear this kind of joke from Mrs. Wei, "Kun, you should get up, the imperial doctor will change your medicine too, it's not good if it's too late."

"You can't die if you change the medicine too late," Mrs. Wei asked in Qinghuan beauty's ear, "How did I hear that you are practicing martial arts with Huo Qubing every day now? The old man won't teach you anymore?"

Wei Qinghuan hurriedly said: "Shi'fu said, if I want to make meritorious service in the battlefield, it's better to practice martial arts with Young Master Biao."

Mrs. Wei nodded. The old man is a swordsman who walks the rivers and lakes. His swordsmanship is superb, but if he really wants to go to the front line, it is better to use weapons such as knives and guns. "Qing Huan, have you made up your mind that you are going to fight in the army?"

Wei Qinghuan said earnestly: "Didn't you say that I can also be casted by others?"

Mrs. Wei said: "Yes, that's right, you will definitely be successful, so you decided to follow Huo Qubing?"

"mix?"

"Just follow him;

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"You don't want me anymore?"

Hearing this really made Mrs. Wei happy, so he said how could his beauty Qinghuan be seduced by the uncle surnamed Huo, "How could I not want you? Qinghuan, let's kill the enemy together in the future." gone."

At this moment, Wei Qinghuan could only see Mrs. Wei's back, but not the smug smile on Mrs. Wei's face, "Okay, Qing Huan's life is yours."

"Then do we have to make a deal?" Mrs. Wei raised her body and asked his Qinghuan beauty.

"This kind of joke can't be made," Wei Qing didn't laugh or cry, and could only show a blank expression.

Mrs. Wei wanted to kiss, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. His Qinghuan beauty was not scared, "It's fine if you don't give a kiss." Mrs. Wei got up, looking angry and wanted to get out of bed.

"Kang," Wei Qinghuan is an honest person. Seeing Wei Kang like this, he had to pull Wei Kang away. This eldest son is sometimes a child, which is not right. Wei Qinghuan thinks again, Wei Wei is now thirteen Not yet, isn't he just a child?

"What's the matter again?" Mrs. Wei turned around and asked his Qinghuan beauty.

"You should kiss a woman," Wei Qinghuan said to Wei and his wife: "This is too intimate between men, it's not good for people to see."

Mrs. Wei's expression froze, and then she smiled and kissed Wei Qinghuan on the face, and said, "Then there is no one else here, so it's okay if I kiss you?"

Wei Qinghuan touched the face that was kissed again by Mrs. Wei, could it be that the eldest son just didn't understand what he said?

"I'll go out and wash my face." After waking up, a beautiful woman asked him to take a sip. Mrs. Wei was in a good mood, and he got up and went to the outer room without putting on his coat.

"I'll get you some water." Wei Qinghuan was uninjured, got up much faster than Wei Wei, and stopped Wei Wei after getting off the bed, "Wait for me."

Mrs. Wei sat down again. He was in a good mood today. He had to think about what he had to do today, and he couldn't just spend the day sleeping.

Following Wei Qinghuan into the house, there were also two imperial physicians.

"You haven't left yet?" Mrs. Wei looked at the two, and said before receiving the gift from the two imperial physicians, "You two are not needed in the palace anymore?"

The two imperial physicians were under the roof of Wei's mansion, so they had no way to confront Mrs. Wei and kept silent.

"Hey, the imperial physician came to change your medicine," Wei Qinghuan said.

"There's no anesthetic," Mrs. Wei sighed, thinking of changing the medicine would make him feel pain, and he would have to suffer another punishment.

"What anesthetic?" The imperial physician with good hearing immediately asked Mrs. Wei;

Mrs. Wei rolled his eyes and thought, what is Hua Tuo's prescription for Mafeisan?Nima who studied western medicine and surgery can't afford to be injured, he can't figure it out.

"Master Hou, get down," another imperial doctor looked at Mrs. Wei again, and immediately thought that Mrs. Wei was talking nonsense again.

Mrs. Wei got down on the ground obediently, and his life was still to be taken, so even if he was tortured once, the medicine still had to be changed.

Wei Qinghuan stood aside and watched the two imperial physicians changing Wei's dressing. After a few glances, he couldn't stand it anymore. His eyes were full of bright red flesh, rotten, and he couldn't see a piece of good skin.

Mrs. Wei bared her teeth and grinned, and gasped, trying to hold back and not to cry out.

"My lords, how long will this take?" Wei Qinghuan asked the two imperial physicians, seeing that Mrs. and Mrs. Wei were sweating.

"There's still a while," the two imperial physicians also knew that Mrs. Wei was in pain, but they couldn't do anything about it. This one's back was rotten, and they couldn't get up sooner than they thought.

Wei Qinghuan felt uncomfortable standing there.

"Qing Huan," Mrs. Wei turned to see Wei Qing Huan like this, but said: "I want to drink water, please make me a glass of sugar water."

"Okay, wait a minute," Wei Qinghuan turned around and ran out, he really couldn't bear to stay any longer.

Mrs. Wei sighed inwardly. This is someone who has never been on a battlefield, nor watched a war movie.