After being exiled, she married a rough man, and the sickly beauty was spoiled

Song Huiling planned to pour the Chinese medicine into the medicine jar and soak it before practicing Ba Duan Jin.

As he reached the kitchen door, He Zhan and A'mo followed.

The two men stood side by side in front of her, blocking the kitchen door, neither of them giving way to the other.

Song Huiling had no choice but to reach out and push the two people apart: "You are blocking my way, can you please move aside? I need to soak some Chinese medicine."

After saying this, A'mo took the opportunity to slip into the kitchen.

Song Huiling was puzzled, so she followed him in and saw A'mo taking a packet of her Chinese medicine from the stone cabinet.

She laughed for a moment: "So you want to make Chinese medicine for me, why didn't you tell me earlier? I'll leave it to you. I'm going to do morning exercises."

Just as he was about to go out, He Zhan squeezed in.

Although the He family's kitchen was extremely spacious, as soon as He Zhan entered the house, Song Huiling instantly felt that the space was quite cramped.

"What are you doing here again?" Song Huiling asked.

He Zhan didn't answer, but walked to the stove and picked up the Chinese medicine jar before A'mo.

Song Huiling frowned, her delicate little face wrinkled into a ball.

He Zhan obviously has a mouth, but how come he can't speak like A'mo? Others have to guess what he is thinking.

He Zhan and A'mo took a step forward at the same time and stood face to face.

One of them held the medicine and the other held the jar. The atmosphere between them was tense, full of tension and hostility.

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Song Huiling moved his head slowly, sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right. He really didn't understand what these two people were trying to do, and no one answered his questions.

Suddenly, the two of them attacked at the same time, grabbed the things in each other's hands, and pulled each other, you didn't let me and I didn't let you.

A'mo was holding things in both his hands and couldn't gesture to He Zhan. He could only see his mouth opening and closing babblingly.

Although she didn't know what he wanted to express, Song Huiling felt that Ah Mo was cursing, and the curse was quite dirty...

He Zhan didn't take Ah Mo seriously at all. He snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "Why are you messing with my wife's medicine? You are so clumsy, how can you make good medicine? Get out of my way, little brat."

Song Huiling: "..."

He Zhan’s curses were also quite dirty, like a real soldier.

Song Huiling was speechless. The fact that these two people were making Chinese medicine for her was fake, and the real reason was that they were fighting!

She walked forward, grabbed the medicine in Ah Mo's hand with one hand, and the can in He Zhan's hand with the other hand, and pulled hard, snatching them away:

"You two uncle and nephew were fine last night, why are you arguing today? It's just a medicine, let me do it. Don't let such a small matter ruin your relationship."

The two of them looked at her at the same time, their eyes seemed to express disapproval.

No... She didn't understand. She couldn't even make her own medicine by herself?

It seems that these two people are still too idle.

She lowered her chin slightly, and her gentle brows sank. "If you have nothing to do, find a way to fix the bed that broke down last night! Don't make our poor family even worse off. It will cost several taels of silver to make a new bed!"

For some reason, it was clearly A'mo who collapsed the bed, but after Song Huiling said this, she actually saw a hint of guilt in He Zhan's eyes.

She was suspicious for a moment, wondering if there was some hidden story behind this?

Without waiting for further thought, He Zhan's expression returned to normal, as if the slight guilt she felt just now was just a misunderstanding.

The two stood there motionless, and Song Huiling immediately raised her voice and started to chase them away: "Hurry up! If you don't fix the bed, you won't have any food today!"

The two of them then slowly moved forward and walked out one after the other.

Song Huiling put the medicine jar back on the stove, opened the mulberry paper and poured the Chinese medicine into the jar, then scooped a spoonful of water from the water tank and poured it into the jar to cover the herbs.

After soaking, she put the gourd ladle back into the water tank, walked out of the kitchen and into the yard.

I don't know what the two people in the east room were doing, they kept making clanging noises.

Song Huiling took a horse stance, looked straight ahead, and slowly gained momentum. When his arms rotated outward and were about to slowly drop them in front of his lower abdomen, a clanging sound suddenly came from the east room.

The peace and tranquility required for practicing Ba Duan Jin was instantly broken. Song Huiling felt a surge of restlessness in his heart and stood up and walked towards the east room.

As soon as I entered, I found that He Zhan and A'mo were grabbing each other's collars, but A'mo was at a weaker position and was pressed to the ground by He Zhan.

"Are you two done yet? Can you give my mother and I a relatively quiet environment?" Song Huiling was annoyed, but thinking that Yang hadn't gotten up yet, she restrained herself and lowered her voice.

She finally figured out that He Zhan and A'mo were deliberately putting on an act for Yang yesterday!

She said that these two people were incompatible, so how come they shook hands and made peace in just one day?

"If you want to fight, go outside and don't make the house a mess!" Song Huiling's face was full of disgust, and he pointed at He Zhan and said, "You are a husband, why are you always fussing with a child? Aren't you ashamed?"

A man remains a boy until he dies, and even the villain He Zhan is no exception.

When it comes to getting along with A'mo, he seems to be under a spell, like a three-year-old child, extremely childish.

Hearing this, the two of them slowly stood up and put their clothes in order.

After being caught by Song Huiling, they no longer even pretended to be friendly.

When their eyes met, they looked at each other with coldness, and the air around them seemed to freeze.

After their disdainful looks passed each other, the two returned to their usual appearance, a cold-faced soldier and a cool teenager.

The two stayed in the east room to repair the bed, while Song Huiling went back to the courtyard to finish practicing Eight Section Brocade.

There were a lot of noodles left over from yesterday, so after morning exercise, Song Huiling cooked the noodles and made a quick breakfast with the leftover ingredients from yesterday.

After cooking the noodles, she went to the west room to wake up Yang.

Yang staggered up from the bed and nearly fell to the ground while putting on her shoes.

Song Huiling's eyebrows knitted together. Damn it. Could it be that Yang's knot has not been untied yet? Then wasn't what she said yesterday in vain?

As if sensing her thoughts, Yang quickly waved her hands to deny, "Although mother is still sad, she has come to terms with it. It's just that she overdid it yesterday and is now ill. She has caught a cold."

Song Huiling was relieved and stepped forward to help Yang get up: "Mom, after breakfast, I will accompany you to get some medicine from Doctor Yu."

Yang refused: "No, no, my mother's body is not that precious. I will go to the mountain to dig some cold grass and boil some water to drink for a few meals."

Song Huiling persuaded her several times, but Yang still didn't want to see a doctor, so she had to give up: "Okay, we'll go to the mountain to get it for you later. If it doesn't work after taking it for two days, you must see a doctor."

Yang responded.

As soon as they came out of the west room, He Zhan and A'mo were already sitting at the stone table, but their faces didn't look very good.

"Is the bed repaired?" Song Huiling helped Yang sit down and asked casually.

Both of them remained silent when asked.

Yang was curious and asked what had happened. Song Huiling told her that he had slept across the bed in the east room.

Yang sighed, but didn't mean to blame him: "It's really hard for you two guys to sleep on the bed in the east room. It's broken, so let it be. We can just make a big bed for it."

Finally, he felt something was wrong, looked at Song Huiling, and added: "Let's play two cards. You and A-Zhan are newlyweds, and you have been very affectionate recently. It's not right to always sleep in separate beds."

Song Huiling: ???

How did Yang know that she and He Zhan were in love?