Da Deyun

July was sweltering, and Yang Jiu's stomach grew bigger again, and she couldn't eat or sleep well. Except for her stomach, she lost a lot of weight.

The second master watched closely, and didn't let her go out, and didn't let her eat cold food. Everything in the entrance was fine, so something happened.

As soon as the morning court, the family servants were waiting at the gate of the palace; the princess's fetus was moving, and when she saw Hong, the mansion was in chaos.

The second master hurried back to the mansion, the wind swept his chest all the way, his hair was messy; he wished he could fly back with his wings.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the mansion, the horse's hooves hadn't stopped firmly, and the rein was lost in his hand.If Dong Jiuhan hadn't rushed up to help him with quick eyes and hands, this leg would have to be raised for another month.

Going around the screen wall to the backyard, passing through the Hehui Hall and then through the garden, the bluestone road is shady for a while.

When Second Master entered the room, the bitter smell of the medicine came straight into his nostrils, and the bitterness immediately made him frown; he walked three steps at a time, walked around the screen and walked to the side of the bed.

With her sister at the side, Xu Xiaoyu was putting several bottles and jars into the medicine box.

"How about it?"

He was breathing unsteadily, panting slightly and flustered.

Lying on the bed, Yang Jiu blinked at him. Although his face was pale, he looked sober.

"Are you eating recklessly again!" He sat down, frowning slightly angrily, with an indescribable blame in his tone; but he stretched out his hand to give Yang Jiu the warmth of his palm.

"I didn't!" Yang Jiu replied, aggrieved and lacking confidence.

Maybe Yang Jiu himself doesn't know what not to eat.

The madam is really grey-headed, it's hard to get a lot of little guys to play, why is there such a twists and turns!

"Xiao Jiu, where did you go to collide today?" Madam frowned, and the word "Chuan" appeared between her brows.

"It's a hell of a time for this woman to conceive and give birth. You must take care of you!"

"This time it's all popular. If it wasn't for Miss Xu who happened to come to the house to deliver something, it would be too late for the boy to ask the doctor."

When a pregnant woman sees red, it is a big disaster, and many of them die without medical treatment in time!If something really happened, the blood would have been drained long ago if the boy went out to invite the doctor.

"Ma'am, you're welcome." Xu Xiaoyu carried the medicine box on her back, with a gentle smile on her lips: "Princess is fine now; it hurts her body if she doesn't want to sleep or eat, and she got cold after drinking herbal tea, just pay more attention in the future."

"Why are you drinking herbal tea?" Second Master listened, turned around and scolded.

"How would I know..." Yang Jiu shook his head, muttering aggrievedly.

"Who brought it?" Madam was annoyed, she turned her head to look at the mother-in-law who was serving Yang Jiu in the yard; said: "Don't you know what you can eat or not? Send everything here, why do you eat it all?" of?"

"Ma'am." The mother-in-law saluted and explained: "The princess went to the academy to see the young master, and I didn't follow, so..."

"Have you gone to see Da Nan?" Second Master said thoughtfully.

"Yeah." Yang Jiu nodded, pouted, "I forgot that they drink herbal tea in summer..."

"Just pay more attention in the future."

Xu Xiaoyu put down the prescription, and saluted with a slight smile: "Come back another day to say hello to the princess, and take my leave."

"Thanks for your hard work."

The madam smiled and was sent out; she turned around, nagging with reproaches, just like an old mother who has broken her heart for her children.

The second master tucked in the quilt, held Yang Jiu's hand, and warmed her up: "Why don't you say anything about going to the academy."

"I was so bored, I remembered that Da Nan was injured a few days ago, so I went to see him." Yang Jiu twisted her fingers around her hair, not embarrassed to look up at him; who knew drinking a cup of herbal tea could be so scary.

"I won't be here in the future, so don't run around."

He said.

Wrap Yang Jiu's hand under the blanket.

"You're so busy!" Yang Jiu pursed his mouth angrily.

The second master didn't respond, he stood up, took off his coat and rubbed his sore shoulders, as if he didn't discuss it.

That is, if you don't have a bit of courage, you are not our King Pingxi.

"Hey!" Yang Jiu was so angry that he patted the bed, kicked his calf and acted like a baby: "I don't care, I don't care!"

"Just be obedient and obedient."

The man cheerfully pinched her tender cheeks.

Don't worry about it, just listen to me.

"You!" Yang Jiu was so angry that he couldn't speak, raised his fingers and shook, and threatened: "Careful! Let those storytellers know later, and turn it into a story full of Shengjing to arrange you! See if you still want to How dare you bully me!"

"Go ahead."

The second master smiled, his expression was full of indifference: "It's better not to go out, and someone will tie up the storyteller later."

"Don't you feel ashamed but proud?" Yang Jiu was annoyed, and turned her head and hugged her knees to ignore him.

"I used to say that I wanted to find someone who could cook."

He lifted the quilt to get on the couch, and hugged Yang Jiu in his arms; he told her about it as an interesting story.

Before he got married, someone asked him what kind of girl he likes; he thought he was focused on "establishing a career" and never thought about "marrying" at all. If he said it, it would hurt his wife's heart .

Three or two sentences broke the conversation.People persevere: If one day they get married, what kind of girl will they choose, the one who can cook, or the one who is good at embroidery, or the one who has a good family background?

It stands to reason that Yang Jiu did not succeed in any of these three things.

At that time, I said casually that if I want to marry a wife who can cook, I can learn how to cook, so that they can eat together when I have time.

There was no other meaning when he said this. He has always had a temper that doesn't like to go out. He loved to eat the dishes made by his mother and sister since he was a child. He always felt that eating together as a family was delicious.

Outsiders just can't compare.

No need to bother, it will be done once in half a month; I remember that all the girls in Shengjing set off a fad at that time, and they lost their souls when they learned to cook.

Originally, such a beautiful young man was sought after by everyone, and it passed away as a joke; but there were a few closed-eyed ones who opened their mouths to make up stories.

It doesn't matter how it is passed on, anyway, in the end, the story will be: the second master of the Yun family is self-righteous and domineering, and he insists on marrying a good cook and cooking for him every day.

The eldest ladies in Shengjing are all delicate and tender, their fingers are not touched by the spring water, how can parents listen to such words?Even if the girls have the heart and are willing to "wash their hands and make soup for you", but this is a bit of self-deprecation, isn't it?

For a while, literati and talented scholars wrote poems and lyrics to satirize the Ming Dynasty, and there was an uproar for a while.

Yang Jiu had heard about this at the time, and all the brothers and sisters in the academy wrote poems and essays to fight back against the satire, didn't they just use it to frighten us men.

"Look, you can't even cook, do I despise you?"

"How dare you!" Yang Jiu raised his hand and punched him.

Who is this?This is our little overlord of Deyun, after the sorrowful spring and autumn, won't the energy rise again?

"Hahaha--"

The second master smiled happily, rubbed Yang Jiu's head, and said, "I'll buy you sweet naan tomorrow."

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In fact, I don't care who cooks, I just want to eat with people I care about.

It's good if you understand.