From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

Meng Liu took Yuan Xiang's umbrella, motioned her to wait for her under the eaves, and walked up to Lu Peifeng holding an umbrella.

"Get up, it's going to thunder soon. If you need anything, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Lu Peifeng glanced at her, lowered his eyes, and coughed twice: "No, it's windy outside. Mother should go back early and be careful about catching the wind and cold."

After persuading him, she saw that he didn't want to leave, and Meng Liu didn't want to take care of him anymore. She wanted to kneel down, but she didn't want to do anything to stop him. She had no curiosity about what mistakes he had made. In short, it had nothing to do with her.

Just as he took his first step, there was a sudden roar in the sky.

Lu Peifeng hugged her legs tightly almost immediately. Meng Liu pulled it out twice, but he didn't pull it out. Instead, he fell to the ground because of too much force, and he still didn't let go of his hand.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" She held an oil-paper umbrella and bent down to pull him.

Lu Peifeng's eyes were closed tightly, and he seemed to be about to faint. Meng Liu had a guess in his mind. Is this child afraid of thunder? Logically speaking, a fifteen-year-old boy is not afraid of anything, so how could he be afraid of this?

But at this moment, in front of Lu Xiao's study door, the two of them were in weird postures, and it was hard to stay here any longer. Lu Peifeng was covered in mud and water, and he had been soaked in the rain for so long. He didn't know what would happen if he continued to spend more time.

Meng Liu forced the umbrella into his hand: "Hold the umbrella."

Lu Peifeng didn't want to let go, so she could only coax in a soft tone: "Can I carry you back?"

As expected, these words worked. Lu Peifeng loosened his right hand and took the umbrella. Meng Liu squatted down and carried him on his back with all his strength.

She is nearly 1.7 meters tall and weighs more than 100 kilograms. If she hadn't had internal strength, she wouldn't be able to carry it. The hands hugged her neck tightly, relying on her with all his heart.

"Madam, this..." Yuan Xiang was stunned.

When did her young lady have such strength? This is a fifteen-year-old male boy! And it always feels weird that the stepmother is carrying her stepson.

The rain outside was getting heavier, and Meng Liu didn't say much: "Hurry up, let's talk about it when we get back."

The three of them hurried to the inner courtyard and entered the house before placing him on the ground. Don't ask why he wasn't put on the bed. Just ask because Meng Liu loves to be clean. Lu Peifeng was covered in mud and rain, and it wasn't like she kissed him. Son, it would be nice to be kind enough to bring him back.

The thunder outside continued. Although she held an umbrella along the way, Meng Liu's body was somewhat wet from the rain. Yuan Xiang quickly asked the maid to bring hot water, hoping to help her take a bath inside.

But Lu Peifeng's hand just grabbed the corner of her clothes. In this situation, not to mention taking a bath, at least both of them had to change into clean clothes, otherwise they would definitely be infected with the cold tomorrow.

Meng Liu also had some medical skills. She immediately checked Lu Peifeng and found that there were some signs of fever.

"Find two boys to go to his room to get a set of clothes."

"Yes."

Not long after, Lu Peifeng's personal servant Shen Zhou came over with clothes.

As soon as he came over, he knelt down with a pop.

"Madam, it's all my fault for not taking good care of the young master."

Meng Liu didn't want to cause trouble for him: "Okay, get up and give your young master a set of clean clothes first."

Lu Peifeng had fainted with his eyes closed, but his hands still held the corners of her clothes tightly. Meng Liu almost broke his fingers one by one before opening his hand.

"Go and find a doctor outside." She told Yuan Xiang.

"Yes."

Then he thought that he needed to take a bath in this situation, and ordered another maid: "I want to take a bath."

She is a modern person and does not like to be waited on when taking a bath. Thinking that his stepson was still outside, Meng Liu took a hot bath as quickly as possible, changed a set of clothes, and left the inner room.

Lu Peifeng had already changed into clean clothes, and Shen Zhou was quite careful in his work, even wiping the mud and water on his skin carefully. He was only a teenager, but without Meng Liu's strength, it was impossible to move Lu Peifeng back to his own yard.

Moreover, the young master's face was red, and he was clearly ill. He had been listening by the side just now, and his wife had already sent for a doctor.

Shen Zhou did not dare to move him at will, nor did he dare to let him sleep on the ground, let alone let him lie on his wife's bed. After a lot of effort, he could only be placed on the lady's couch in the house.

Meng Liu nodded with satisfaction. Lu Peifeng is a good boy, he has good eyesight and understands the rules.

Yuan Xiang led the doctor back soon.

"I've been infected with wind and cold. The current situation is not suitable for moving around at will. I'll prescribe two sets of medicine. It's best to change the bedding to thicker ones, but you must not be exposed to the wind again."

Meng Liu sent someone to inform the old lady and Lu Xiao. The response from Lu Xiao was to let her figure it out.

The old lady said a lot of good things. In short, she said that she was a mother and it was natural for her to take care of her children.

Meng Liu: "???"

Although she is a stepmother, she is only two years older than Lu Peifeng. Is it really okay to just let them stay together?

Isn’t this family a bit careless, and their sons and grandsons really don’t take it seriously at all?

She was speechless and resigned to her fate. She asked Shen Zhou to make the soup and medicine in person. She sat at the table and took a book while drinking tea and reading.

Yuan Xiang was afraid that she would also be infected with the cold, so he cooked a bowl of ginger soup for her. This maid was a loyal girl, so Meng Liu didn't refuse and drank it all in one gulp. Her body is strong and strong, and a little bit of wind and rain is nothing.

Shen Zhou quickly prepared the medicine. Fortunately, Lu Peifeng still had the instinct to swallow.

He was lying on the couch with his hands and legs tightly curled up. Psychologically speaking, this was a sign of extreme insecurity. Meng Liu looked at him and felt that he was a little miserable.

Logically speaking, as the only male in the Hou family, he shouldn't be treated like this, but I don't know what happened in the past, and the only two elders didn't take him seriously.

Now he actually didn't even want to pretend, and he was clearly leaving him to himself. Fortunately, the fever has subsided after taking the medicine.

Meng Liu yawned.

Yuan Xiang said tangledly: "Madam, are you tired?"

Shen Zhou on the side was suddenly stunned. If Madam was tired, then he would have to take the young master back to his yard, but the doctor said that the young master could not move now. The rain outside was still heavy, and he was worried that it would aggravate the young master's condition.

Meng Liu nodded: "Yes, I'm going to sleep."

Shen Zhou stood up quickly: "Madam... Young Master..."

"He can sleep there tonight and go back to his own yard when the weather clears tomorrow." Meng Liu waved his hand.

In her opinion, one sleeps on the bed and the other sleeps on the imperial concubine's couch. They are thousands of miles apart, which means nothing at all.

Shen Zhou agreed with surprise on his face.

Yuan Xiang was anxious, this...how could this be possible! The child grew up avoiding his mother, not to mention that her young lady was not Lu Peifeng's biological mother.