Meng Dong

Meng Dong has never been a pampered person. He knew from many years ago that as a human being, there are always many compulsions and helplessness, and many times he must endure and bear some pain.Especially for a person like him, what he needs to bear in this life may be more than ordinary people.

But even so, there are always some things that he can't bear, such as taking medicine.

Meng Dong had been sitting silently facing the bowl of dark soup in front of him for nearly a quarter of an hour, but he still couldn't make up his mind to drink it. The unpleasant smell would still waft into his breath from time to time, which made Meng Dong frown uncontrollably. Rubbing his fingers, he quietly raised his head again, but unexpectedly met a pair of smiling eyes.

Yan Hong crossed his legs, and on the table in front of him was a bowl of red bean soup that had just been delivered. He was stirring carelessly with a spoon in one hand, but his gaze was always on Meng Dong's face.

He had been staring at Meng Dong for a long time, seeing all the expressions on this man's face.Ever since Qingming brought the bowl of medicine in, the man put down the medicine bowl on the pretext of being too hot, he has been staring at the medicine bowl with a frown, wondering what he was thinking, and occasionally raised his head and quietly looked at himself, looking It seemed that he was extremely reluctant to drink that bowl of soup, trying to think of some way to escape.

According to Qingxin, Meng Dong's heat stroke is not serious. In fact, even if he doesn't drink medicine, he can recover after a few days of recuperation. More ingredients in this soup are nourishing, and it is not necessary for Meng Dong to drink it. Well, Yan Hong may not have been so leisurely and elegant sitting here watching a big man take medicine on time, but today, just looking at Meng Dong's frowning expression, he felt that he had found something very interesting.

In the beginning, Yan Hong decided to take this man into the mansion because he really had such a pretty face, but after getting along with him, he found that his face was much more charming than that face, even if he had to eat it for the time being. No, just keep it by your side, and occasionally tease it, causing the other party to ignore his disguise several times and leak a little real reaction, which is also a lot of fun.

He was more and more curious about when he would be able to expose this person's illusion completely, and see how cute this person's completely real state can be.

With a slight smile on his lips, Yan Hong looked into Meng Dong's eyes: "Why, tell me something?"

Meng Dong smiled on his face, but in his heart he kept thinking about what excuse he had to trick this person out of the house, and then looked for an opportunity to pour out the bowl of medicine. In fact, he had been struggling for a long time, and he still couldn't figure out why this person behaved like this today If you have time to spare, just sit here like this, as if just to watch yourself drink medicine.

However, before he could find a good reason, Yan Hong suddenly stood up and raised his chin towards him: "I'm going to clean my hands, you hurry up and drink the medicine."

Meng Dong quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't show it on his face, and nodded obediently: "Okay."

Yan Hong looked at him trying to pretend to be calm, and couldn't help curling his lips. He thought it was funny in his heart, but he just put his hands behind his back and went out without looking back.

Meng Dong listened to the sound of footsteps gradually getting farther away without moving, then walked lightly to the door and listened to the voices outside, and after confirming that Yan Hong should indeed leave, he turned around and picked up the bowl of medicine that had troubled him for a long time. Wan, looked around, but couldn't find a suitable place, turned around and saw the open window, couldn't help being overjoyed, and walked straight over.

Just when he stretched the hand holding the medicine bowl out of the window, ready to solve his "big heart trouble", a surprised voice suddenly came from behind: "What are you doing?"

Meng Dong was startled, and almost threw the medicine bowl in his hand out of the window, he turned his head and saw Yan Hong standing at the door with his head tilted, looking at Meng Dong's hand inexplicably: "What's wrong with the medicine? "

Meng Dong's hand holding the medicine bowl was slightly stiff, and he withdrew his hand reluctantly, licked his lips, and stammered, "I just, just wanted to drink the medicine, but I found it was still very hot, so I took it out of the window and wanted to drink it. Let the air blow, it will cool down faster."

"Oh!" Yan Hong nodded in agreement, "That's what Qingming is all about. Starting tonight, I will let them cool down the decocted medicine before sending them over."

With his other hand behind his back, Meng Dong squeezed his clothes tightly, and said in a low voice, "I'll do it myself, don't bother others."

Yan Hong walked up to him, took the medicine bowl over, blew it gently a few times, and then put it back to Meng Dong's lips: "There shouldn't be much to check now. If it is completely cold and affects the efficacy of the medicine, the entrance will probably be too cold." Even worse."

Meng Dong frowned again, and the smell of the bowl of soup filled his breath, which made him subconsciously turn his head, trying to avoid the bowl of soup that made him feel painful just by looking at it.

Yan Hong blinked: "Why don't you drink it?" After he finished speaking, he looked Meng Dong up and down for a while, and suddenly laughed, "You are such a big man, you are not afraid of taking medicine, are you?"

Meng Dong subconsciously denied: "How could it be? I was just choked by the smell of the medicine all of a sudden, but it's nothing serious."

Admitting that I am afraid of taking medicine is not a shameful thing, but Tianmeng Dongdong is cautious and does not want to expose any of his flaws to others. Although this is just a trivial matter, it is not harmful, but it may be such a trivial matter in the future. One day it will become the weapon that will destroy him, so he must be careful in every step and be on guard everywhere.

After Meng Dong finished speaking, he took a deep breath, put his hands on the medicine bowl, and said softly, "Don't bother the prince with such trivial matters, I'll do it myself."

Yan Hong didn't let go, and even moved his finger along with the trend, and touched Meng Dong's fingertips. Feeling the cool touch of the other's fingertips, he couldn't help but curled his lips: "This king doesn't find it troublesome at all, but finds it interesting. You know , this king has grown up to such a big age, and he has never given medicine to anyone himself."

The words had come to this point, even Meng Dong could no longer find any reason to refuse, he closed his eyes forcefully, raised his head, raised his wrist slightly, and together with Yan Hong, fed the medicine bowl to his lips.

The bitter medicinal juice slowly flowed into Meng Dong's mouth along the medicine bowl, and the bitter taste immediately permeated the whole mouth, besides the bitterness, there was also a strange sour taste, Meng Dong, who was going straight, squeezed his fists hard to control himself not to buckle the medicine bowl On the ground, he closed his eyes and forced himself to swallow the concoction.

Drinking a bowl of medicine almost used up all the strength in Meng Dong's body. He let go, and Yan Hong took the empty bowl away. He took a cup of tea from the table and poured it straight into his mouth. The unbearable taste in the mouth was diluted a little.

Yan Hong kept standing by the side and bent his lips to look at him, until he saw him reaching for the teapot after drinking a cup of tea, and then interrupted: "Drinking tea alone is not effective." He handed over the red bean soup, "The red bean soup in the kitchen is always cooked well. Drink a bowl in this weather to cool off the heat."

Meng Dong stretched out his hand almost without hesitation, took the soup bowl, and drank a few gulps. The sweet and greasy taste of the red bean soup relieved the bitterness of the concoction, and he felt that he had just been eroded by the bitter soup. Reason slowly returned to him, and he smiled at Yan Hong with a calm look: "Thank you, my lord."

For a while, Yan Hong was very satisfied, and he nodded: "Qingxin just said it is right, you do look a little thin, and I don't know how your Qiwu Pavilion supports people, even your own son So clear, what about the girls there?"

"The prince doesn't know about it. Since the first emperor founded the country, Chuzhong has regarded thinness as its beauty. Because of your presence in Jiangling City, it may not be obvious, but the girls in the hall come from all over Chuzhong, especially the few who came from Girls from the capital are especially concerned about these things. Over time, they have brought this kind of fashion. In order to maintain the light beauty, the girls wish they didn't even eat meals. I don't know how envious I am when I see a thin person like me. "Meng Dong laughed, "But the effect is obvious, otherwise why would the girl from Qiwu Hall be so popular in Jiangling City?"

Yan Hong smiled softly: "I didn't expect this kind of fashion to exist in Jiangling City. However, the girl's willows and slender waists may look good, but you also know that I don't like that kind of mouth. I want to be my king. People, health is the most important thing." He lowered his head slightly, leaned close to Meng Dong's ear, and said softly, "Otherwise, I'm afraid that you won't be able to stand up in bed."

Meng Dong lowered his eyes slightly, then raised his eyes, a smile bloomed on his lips: "Since Meng Dong belongs to the prince, he naturally has to follow the prince's preferences."

"That's good," Yan Hong clapped his hands, "Today's soup is mainly for relieving summer heat, but my king has asked Qingming to buy medicinal materials according to the instructions of the stinky Taoist priest, and there are some good ones in my warehouse. Tonics, when the time comes, let the kitchen stew some tonics and send them together, you should drink it well, and don't let down the king's heart."

When Yan Hong said this, he suddenly laughed: "It's the first time that this king is so considerate when he grows up to this age. If he is let down by others, he will be very disappointed."

"Meng Dong naturally does not dare to disappoint the prince's heart," Meng Dong replied, "It is the first time Meng Dong has been so considerate since he grew up to this day, so how could he not cherish it."

Yan Hong looked at his face, and said with some regrets: "I really don't understand why your mother gave birth to such a beautiful son, why it is not easy to cherish it, if it is placed in someone else's house, and he is not very close to doting on it, how can he be willing to let you?" in this way?"

Meng Dong closed his eyes slightly: "It's just that Meng Dongfu is poor, but," he looked up at Yan Hong, "now that I have the prince's favor, it can be regarded as a change of luck for me. God probably took pity on me for years of hard work before sending me to the By the prince's side, I can enjoy the glory in this life without having to work hard."

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