After the salted fish is married

56. Night Rain

Today's weather is extremely hot, and God seems to be brewing a heavy rain.Eating noodles in such a sweltering environment, everyone was sweating.Especially Yan Xining, he was particularly prone to sweating, after a few mouthfuls of noodles, beads of sweat were already hanging on his forehead.

Seeing Yan Xining wipe off his sweat in a hurry, Ji Song smiled lightly and said, "This is not the palace, take off when it's hot."

After hearing Ji Song's words, Yan Xining undid his belt without saying a word.He took off his outer shirt neatly, and his whole body relaxed: "Ah, it's so cool."

Seeing Yan Xining being so unrestrained, Ge Jingzhong moved to Yan Ke's side and whispered: "Our princess is really good, she suits our appetite."

Yan Ke didn't raise his head: "Of course, my eyes are good at seeing people. The first time I saw the princess, I knew he was different."

Yan Xining is a person who doesn't like soup when eating noodles, but this time he drank all the noodle soup.One was because he was starving, and the other was because the mushroom oil noodle soup was really delicious.The mellow and thick taste is more satisfying than eating meat.

After eating two bowls of noodles, he put down the bowl and chopsticks contentedly: "It's delicious. I haven't eaten such thin noodles for a long time. The craftsmanship is really good."

Ge Jingzhong smiled all over his face, and he said modestly: "When I was in the Chi Ling Army, one of my subordinates was very good at making pasta, and the taste of the pasta he made was good. It's a pity that my subordinates only learned a little from him. It will be better to learn how to taste. If the princess does not dislike it and wants to eat noodles in the future, just ask Brother Yan and the others to pass a message to the subordinates."

Yan Xining said embarrassedly, "How can this be done?"

Ge Jingzhong said with a cheerful smile: "What's wrong with this? The princess can pass on the recipe to the subordinates, and it's too late for the subordinates to be grateful."

Yan Xining froze for a moment, what recipe?

Ge Jingzhong laughed: "Look, the braised pork in the bowl is made according to your recipe. You don't know, since the big meat noodles, the noodle stall business under him has been very good. It's all thanks to you!"

Yan Xining suddenly realized: "Oh, you are talking about this."

Ji Song put down the noodle bowl at this moment, and wiped the corners of his lips: "I gave Lao Ge a copy of your prescription without authorization, do you mind?"

Yan Xining didn't care about it: "Delicious food is worth sharing." What's more, he also learned the recipes from modern times, not his own creations.

After eating the noodles, Yan Xining boarded the carriage home with a large bag of fine noodles and a jar of mushroom oil contentedly.

Rong Wang's Mansion spanned several streets, and it took half an hour to walk around the Wang Mansion.It was mid-afternoon, when there were the least people on the street.The carriage rattled along the side of Xingyue Lake towards the gate of the palace, Yan Xining opened the curtain and looked at the surrounding scenery curiously.

When the carriage passed a stone bridge, he came to a majestic long street. On both sides of the long street were the exclusive yamen of the six departments, including the Ministry of Industry.Yan Xining was surprised: "Oh, so the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry is near Prince Rong's Mansion?"

Ji Song responded, "Crossing this street is Prince Rong's Mansion."

Yan Xining paid attention to the distance from the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry to the gate of Prince Rong's Mansion, and he found that as long as Ji Song wanted to, he could arrive at the Ministry of Industry within 10 minutes.

Yan Xining shed tears of envy when she thought of the time when he had to take a bus to the subway for an hour and a half to get to the company.Reincarnation is really a science, and as a social animal, the unit that Ji Song paddles to find is envied by countless people.

Entering the palace was more tiring than running five kilometers, Yan Xining's bones were almost falling apart.As soon as he returned to Wenzhang Garden, he threw himself on the bed: "I'm so sleepy, Songsong, I'll take a nap first..."

Ji Song reminded: "Take off your clothes and go to sleep."

Yan Xining replied in a daze, "Mmm..." Then she lay still on her stomach and closed her eyes.

Ji Song took a closer look and saw that Yan Xining was already breathing evenly.Ji Song smiled and shook his head, he rolled the wheelchair to the bedside, then pulled the quilt over Yan Xining's body: "Go to sleep."

Yan Xining slept all afternoon, and was finally woken up by the sound of wind blowing outside. When she opened her eyes, it was already dark.He jumped up from the bed suddenly: "Ouch!"

He slept for such a long time.I haven't done what I thought I would do in the afternoon.He hastily opened the door, and suddenly his eyes lit up—Ji Song was reviewing papers by candlelight.

Ji Song's eyes were obviously black and blue, and the slightly frowning brows at the corners of his straight mouth made him quite majestic.Yan Xining shrank his neck, he tiptoed around to get out from behind the pillar.At this moment he heard Ji Song's voice: "Are you awake?"

Yan Xining smiled embarrassingly: "Well, I overslept. Didn't you rest?"

Ji Song put the approved booklet on the corner of the table: "I'm not tired."

Yan Xining raised his eyebrows slightly, Ji Song clearly had such big panda eyes, yet he was still holding his tongue.

Ji Song reminded lightly: "It's going to rain soon." God, who had been holding back all day, finally showed his power. At this time, the wind was howling outside, and the vegetables in the yard were blown to the ground.

Only then did Yan Xining remember the business: "I have to clean up."

Just as he was about to go out, Bai Tao poked his head out from the door: "Master, I have already tidied up." When Yan Xining was away, Bai Tao did many things: "I tidied up the yard, tidied up the vegetable field, and fed the Chicken and duckling."

Yan Xining was very pleased, he gave a thumbs up: "Well done."

Bai Tao has changed a lot in the past few months. He has changed from a little counselor who can only cry when things happen to Yan Xining's capable helper.Even if Yan Xining is not at home, he can arrange the family affairs properly.It's just that he really doesn't have much talent for cooking, and he has broken several pots since practicing cooking, so as long as Yan Xining is at home, Bai Tao will stay away from the stove.

Yan Xining smiled and rolled up his sleeves: "Songsong, do you mind if you continue to eat mushroom oil noodles at night?" Yan Xining's cooking principle is to eat whatever he has, and he just got mushroom oil. He wants to try to make a more delicious one. Mushroom oil noodles come out.

Sure enough, Ji Song had no objection: "Okay."

Yan Xining happily hummed a little tune and walked over the threshold, he quickly walked into the kitchen: "Bai Tao, I got a good thing today, I'll let you taste it later."

The sound of clinking pots and pans and talking can be heard in the kitchen. This scene is performed every day in Wenzhang Garden.It was obviously a very normal moment, but Ji Song slowed down the action of reviewing the papers.He leaned back on the back of the chair, and there was a lightness in his eyes that he didn't realize.

Yan Xining's mushroom oil noodles taste better than Lao Ge's. The soup is neither salty nor bland, and the flavor of mushroom oil is extremely vivid.He also dunked two golden poached eggs on top of the mushroom oil, and added a few green lettuce leaves.

The complexion and aroma of the mushroom oil whetted Ji Song's appetite after a busy afternoon.

Seeing Ji Song eating noodles, Yan Xining felt a little regretful: "I don't know where the pine forest that Lao Ge mentioned is. It would be great if I could pick up mushrooms. I haven't seen fresh mushrooms yet."

Ji Song chewed the noodles unhurriedly: "Want to go?"

Yan Xining scratched her cheek in embarrassment: "I want to go, but it's okay if I can't."

Ji Song nodded, just as he was about to say something, his eyes suddenly lit up.A strong bolt of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the small courtyard.

Yan Xining quickly covered her ears with her hands, and the next moment thunder exploded above her head.Accompanied by the thunderstorm, there was pouring rain, and in the blink of an eye, the ground was wet.The sky and the earth were all white, and the voices of people were drowned out by the sound of rain.

The tiles were splashed by the rain, and the water on the eaves was pouring, and the rainwater that had not had time to pour down dripped down the gaps in the tiles.Since Yan Xining came to this world, it was the first time he saw such heavy rain.

Before the two had time to finish eating the noodles, the rain began to leak from the top of their heads.Bean-sized raindrops landed on the table with a crackling sound, and the water splashed everywhere. Yan Xining looked up and said, "Oh, okay."

Ever since he moved into Wenzhang Garden, he was worried that the roof would leak.Although the roof has been renovated by Yan Ke and the others, they are not professional bricklayers. It is not easy for the roof to last until the heavy rain falls.

Ji Song didn't expect that there was a leaky house in the palace. When he looked up to the roof, a drop of water fell on his forehead.Yan Xining casually wiped off the water droplets on Ji Song's forehead, he got up and pushed the wheelchair to move around: "It doesn't seem to be leaking here, eat quickly."

Ji Song: ...

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that Yan Xining's movement of rubbing his forehead was exactly the same as the movement of touching Xiaosong's head.

Yan Xining casually took a wooden basin and put it on the table to catch the dripping rainwater: "You eat first, I'll go and see if there is any leak in the room."

Ji Song saw Yan Xining walking toward the room holding the empty pots and pans in the kitchen, he put down the bowl, and followed Yan Xining's footsteps to the hall.

There were several falling water spots in the hall, some were near the pillars, some were on the chairs, and one was actually on Ji Song's desk.Yan Xining put water-receiving containers in places where the rain was serious, and let the rain drip in places that were not too serious.

Water droplets falling into containers made of different materials made wonderful sounds. Yan Xining walked around the house several times, using every pot and bowl from the kitchen.

Ji Song had never seen this scene before, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

After looking around the room several times, Yan Xining clapped her hands optimistically: "There should be no omissions, right?"

However, after repeated inspection, there are still omissions.The rain fell silently on the quilt, and when Yan Xining found out, the quilt on the brocade couch was already wet.

Yan Xining was extremely guilty, just now he only paid attention to see if there was any rain leaking above his bed, but he didn't seriously check the brocade couch.After thinking for a while, Yan Xining looked at Ji Song with a guilty conscience: "Why don't you squeeze with me tonight?"

Ji Song's body froze, he turned his head to look at the wet quilt, his ears were slightly hot.

Yan Xining patted her chest and swore: "Don't worry, I sleep very well. We share the same bed for the two of us. I promise I won't go too far."

Ji Song thought of the scene at the Royal Hunting Ground where Yan Xining was all entangled, and his ears became hotter: "Yeah."

57. Massage

Before going to bed, Ji Song would heat his legs with medicine. At this time, he had just finished the heat compress, and there was a strong medicinal fragrance on his body.The temperature has risen this season, but his legs are still covered with thick blankets.

He lifted off the thick blanket, then folded the blanket and placed it next to the pillow, and then skillfully moved himself onto the bed.When he went to bed, Yan Xining saw that his feet were soaked red, and his thin underwear was already wet from the sweat on his legs.

After Ji Song sat down on the bed, the first thing he did was to cover his legs with a quilt, Yan Xining couldn't help it: "Songsong, aren't you hot? Your pants are wet with sweat, or the imperial doctor said that you must let them go." Legs kept...warm?"

Ji Song's eyes were slightly dimmed, and the corners of his lips were straightened: "No."

Yan Xining suddenly remembered something. On the day of the wedding, the original owner threw the blanket to Wenzhang Garden because he wanted to lift the blanket off Ji Song's legs.He suddenly realized that it turned out that Ji Song was afraid of exposing his legs to people he didn't trust.For a noble prince, he didn't want others to see him as miserable.

After realizing this, he said in relief: "Rong Chuan, everything has a temperature suitable for growth. Too high or too low temperature is not very beneficial to the body's recovery. You can lift the quilt to breathe, I turned my head, I promise not to look at you."

Saying that Yan Xining turned his back, he urged Ji Song: "Take a breath."

There was hesitation and hesitation in Ji Song's eyes, but when he saw Yan Xining's back and thought of his concerned tone, he still lifted the quilt.

After a while, Ji Song's voice came from behind: "Okay, you can turn around now."

Yan Xining turned around, only to see Ji Song's legs exposed in front of her eyes.Under the wide obscene trousers, the outline of straight and slender legs can be seen faintly.Ji Song lowered his eyes and looked at his legs: "Am I weird?"

Yan Xining smiled and said, "What are you talking about, isn't this pretty good?"

Ji Song curled his lips mockingly: "...I can't stand up anymore."

Yan Xining comforted: "It's okay, you can stand up when you find the master Yan Ke mentioned. You can't give up hope until you find the master. By the way, the muscles in your legs need to be massaged frequently, otherwise they will shrink. "

Saying that Yan Xining sat on the edge of the bed, he put his hand on Ji Song's calf.Ji Song's body froze, and without waiting for a reaction, Yan Xining raised one of his legs and put it on her knees.

Yan Xining kneaded the muscles on Ji Song's calf with both hands. Although these muscles could not respond to his kneading, he could feel how strong these muscles were.

Yan Xining massaged seriously: "As long as you don't give up, miracles will always happen." Pressing Ji Song's legs, he couldn't help but think of his father.

In the last period of time, Dad was so thin that he couldn't stand up and walk.But Yan Xining still listened to the doctor's advice, and would carefully wipe his body and knead his muscles every day.Although he knew that he was doing useless work, he still wanted to do more for his father so that he would not suffer so much.

He learned his technique from reading books and watching TV, and was instructed by the head nurse of the nursing department of the hospital.Apart from his father, Ji Song was the second person who felt his technique.Yan Xining said softly, "How is the strength? Should it be lighter or heavier?"

Ji Song couldn't feel the strength. In fact, his legs were like two logs. Except for the dense pain in rainy days, he couldn't feel anything at other times.But looking at Yan Xining's serious movements, he felt that the soreness in his legs was going away, and his voice was hoarse: "That's enough."

He didn't expect that one day someone would massage his unconscious leg without hesitation. This person was sincere to him, but he was full of guard against him.Hearing the sound of rain leaking in the room, watching the handsome young man massaging his legs under the dim candlelight, Ji Song felt warm water flowing over his head.

The rain was pattering outside, and inside Yan Xining unknowingly broke her vow of "not crossing the threshold".He hugged Ji Song like an octopus, sleeping soundly with his head on Ji Song's arm.When he woke up from sleep, he stretched out his paw and touched Ji Song's chest twice.

Ji Song turned his head to look at Yan Xining's sleeping face, he stretched out his hand and pulled Yan Xining's sideburns that were drooping on his cheeks behind his ears.After confirming that Yan Xining was fast asleep, he whispered, "Sweet dream."

Ji Song closed his eyes, his last thought before falling asleep was: Tomorrow he will find someone to repair the roof of Wenzhang Garden, he can't let Yan Xining live in the leaky house any longer.

However, when he woke up the next day, it was already high in the sun, and there were dogs barking outside the house and Ji Tan's exclamation: "Sister-in-law, Xiaosong can pick up branches!"

Yan Xining's lowered voice came: "Xiaoqi, please speak softly, your third brother is still awake."

Ji Tan lowered her voice: "Oh~ I know sister-in-law."

When Ji Song packed up and left the courtyard, he saw Yan Xining squatting beside the pier cleaning something, Ji Tan was having fun with the yellow dog in Pinmei Garden.Ji Song couldn't help rolling the wheelchair towards Yan Xining's direction: "Good morning."

Seeing Ji Song rolling the wheelchair to the small stone bridge, Yan Xining smiled: "Good morning, did Xiao Qi wake you up? How did you sleep?"

Ji Song hasn't slept in for a long time, and at this moment he feels indescribably comfortable: "Well, I slept well. Are you killing chickens?"

Yan Xining is holding a half-sized chicken in his hand, and he is doing the final cleaning in the water.There were two chickens of the same size in the bamboo basket beside him. Hearing Ji Song's question, he regretted, "The wind was too strong yesterday, the roof of the chicken coop was blown over, and three chickens were crushed to death."

Seeing the tragic misfortune of the chickens he raised since he was a child, Bai Tao has already cried a lot.Yan Xining can think about it, the chicken cubs are eating well, although they haven't grown up, they are still very fleshy.In order to let the chicks die well, while the chickens were still warm, he bled and plucked the chickens, and added vegetables at noon.

However, before the chicken was finished, Ji Tan came to the door excitedly.In order not to disturb Ji Song's rest, Yan Xining could only take him to Pinmei Garden to play.The unique scenery of Plum Garden made Ji Tan very playful. Not long after he came to Wenzhang Garden, Ji Tan quickly became involved with Xiaosong and Baitao.

Seeing Ji Song approaching, Ji Tan quickly ran over to salute.Beads of sweat were running wildly on his face, and his tone was filled with uncontrollable excitement: "Third brother, I didn't sneak here. I will take a rest today, and I finished the homework left by the master last night." .I got permission from my father, so I came to accommodate the palace."

Ji Song nodded slightly: "Well, Xiao Qi did a good job."

Ji Tan's eyes were too bright: "Third brother, your mansion is really interesting."

No matter in the palace or in other prince's mansions, no matter where he went, there would be nuns and guards behind him.They would only cautiously advise Ji Tan, telling him not to do this or that.But when he arrived at Prince Rong's Mansion, Ji Tan felt that he had entered another world.

Wenzhangyuan doesn't have guards and mothers who are like shit, and the third sister-in-law will not hold him back and tell him that he can't go here or there.Here he saw fluffy yellow dogs, live chickens, ducks and geese, and countless fruit trees hanging with fruit.

Ji Tan's eyes were full of happiness: "Third brother, third sister-in-law said to cook me fried chicken later."

Ji Song's lips twitched slightly: "Let's eat. Be careful when playing, third brother has some urgent matters to deal with now. Ah Ning, I'll go out for a while, and I'll be back in a while."

Yan Xining smiled and waved: "Go, be safe. I'll keep the fried chicken for you when it's ready." Half-sized chicken is the freshest and tender, and it tastes just right when made into fried chicken.

Ji Song waved his hand, and before the wheelchair left the small stone bridge, Ji Tan's voice came from behind: "Sister-in-law three, I think you and brother three have a good relationship. Brother never smiles when talking, but when you talk to third brother, both of you are smiling."

Ji Song paused, the children of the royal family are the most observant, Ji Tan said he was smiling?He subconsciously raised his hand to touch the corner of his mouth, but when he touched it, he was startled, the corner of his mouth was upturned.

Has Yan Xining had such a big influence on him before he knew it?

Yan Xining drove Ji Tan away with a smile: "Is there nothing to do? If you have nothing to do, do the third sister-in-law a favor and pick up the green plums that fell on the ground. After a while, make crispy plums for Xiaoqi to taste."

Ji Tan cheered, "Okay!"