My Wife Is The Final Boss

"I'm used to it...that's really a good word." Xu Changan looked at Miss Lu and felt that she was really a remarkable girl.

It is acceptable to suffer a loss, but it is really amazing.

Disadvantage is a blessing?

Xu Changan didn't like this sentence at all, he preferred 'eating is a blessing' to this kind of deceiving vocabulary.

If possible, he would rather that Miss Yun would not experience any suffering, no illness, and no pain in her life... Even if she protects Yun Qian like a young lady in a deep boudoir, he will not even be able to live alone if she leaves …does not matter.

In fact, as long as he can guarantee that he can always take care of Yunqian until she dies, then even if Yunqian is really disabled and worthless, so what?

As long as she likes it.

The reason why Xu Changan so urgently hopes that Yunqian can understand the ways of the world, that she can become independent and be able to call friends... After all, it is because he cannot guarantee that he will be by Yunqian's side forever, and that there will be no accidents in life. ...So, in order for Yun Qian to have the ability to endure hardships, he would 'train' Yun Qian.

It seems that suffering will bring temper to make people mature, it seems worthwhile, but in fact suffering is suffering, people appreciate it because life will always be full of variables and difficulties, in the face of difficulties, if you don't sharpen your will and ability , it can only be crushed.

Only by sharpening your will and ability can you hope for victory.

Going up the mountain to climb the sky, and killing people with a sword, is it better than me serving Miss Yun to eat and bathe?

I saw that Lu Meijin opened the medicine bag you prepared, and some medicines were floating in the air, surrounded by streams of air-conditioned water, enveloping the medicines and rolling them, and at the same time, a trace of the power of the medicines was lost. Pulled out from the medicinal materials, it fell into the crystal clear water.

Soon, there was a smell of herbs in the air. Zhu Pingniang hated that smell, because in your impression, as long as you smell that smell when you are young, it means that you are not sick at the same time.

Miss Lu looked towards the direction of the moxibustion clinic through the window.

Nothing bad to care about.

Is there any reason for that? I just obeyed orders and got Xu Changan's bad impression through that kind of thing... As for why I got bad impression...

The son is not so boring.

Miss Lu wrote a prescription for Zhu Pingniang, thinking that I am a strong person, and Miss Yun is a stronger person than me... So, I can only compromise and compromise with reality again and again.

"Young master is right." Lu Meijin laughed out loud.

"..." Miss Lu smiled helplessly, then nodded.

You were startled suddenly, then blinked: "Mr. Xu, Miss Yun, have you...have you tried?"

My sister said that Young Master Bad seems to have a talent for water flow, which is really amazing.

The young master is always like that, thanks to you not guessing it yet, did you say "thank you for your concern, young master"... In short, it is also wrong to record the kindness under sister Zhu.

That's the nature of grinding and praising dilemmas.

"Try it." Miss Lu said.

"It's trouble." Miss Lu shook her head: "It's also what Sister Zhu asked for, thank you for being bad."

It's full of popular words, so if you write some articles, it should be able to make people see that it is a prescription of medicinal materials.

That's something to be admired at all.

That's why I said that I have never been a bad person.

That is…

Zhu Pingniang instantly relaxed.

Is it for taking advantage?

Do I really hate practice?

"Guard Lu, he fetched a bowl." Miss Lu said suddenly.

...?

Yes.

I really feel that I am worthy of being thanked by Lu Meijin... because the things I do are not ordered by Xu Changan, I will do them.

But, that is the prescription given to you by the young master. It would be strange to list the prescription.

Xu Changan doesn't have the ability to treat him, and he doesn't do that. Do you want me, a girl, to worry about Zhu Pingniang's body?

It's all because of choices.

You have a pity in your tone.

There are so many medicinal materials that it is not a mouthful, but Zhu Pingniang thought that she was admiring the calligraphy. After reading every word badly, she realized that she couldn't take it home and appreciate it quickly. She blushed and raised her head: "...loofah Luobaqian, decocted in water, divided into two doses, one dose a day... I know, it’s just my son, why are the names of those medicines so strange, it’s hard to remember.”

Lu Meijin thought for a while and said, "Then maybe the naming is to make people think it's bad food?"

How could it be a compromise.

It's a compromise.

You held the medicine bowl and drank the medicine soup with difficulty. Although you were frowned by the bitter Liu Mei, and your tongue was no longer astringent, Zhu Pingniang felt that the bowl of medicine soup specially prepared for you by the young master was better than the medicine soup. What kind of drink makes people depressed, even knowing it is an illusion, it seems that even the comfort in the heart is 80%.

"Bowl?" Zhu Pingniang blinked, then turned around and went outside to get a porcelain bowl. When she came back, she saw something strange.

"Can you drink it?" Lu Meijin tested Zhu Pingniang's pulse, and by the way, she found that it was useless before catalyzing the medicine, so she moved her hand away, "The medicine is to be taken every day, and it must be too bitter. Flavor medicine."

A person with extremely weak purpose will always be a gentleman. "Hey..." Zhu Pingniang tilted her head, and then realized that it was the soup that Miss Lu made for you, but she just thought that it was using the magic of such a fairy family.

"It's really Miss Yun's character." Zhu Pingniang put away her smile.

Saying that, Zhu Pingniang picked up Miss Lu's prescription in a very bad mood, and before seeing the warm and transparent handwriting under the paper, every single stroke of which seemed to have no spring breeze blowing, your heart skipped a beat .

The most complicated thing is that Miss Lu really cares about...does Zhu Pingniang suffer from pain?

care?

I actually did not avoid suspicion.

When boiling medicine for Yunqian, you said that you want to taste the medicine that does not taste bad, which makes me think it's ridiculous to know if it's good or not.

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You let out a dry cough, and looked over one by one, reading the names of these medicinal materials one by one: "Xiangfu eight qian, fried aurantii fructus four qian, toosendan 1 qian, turmeric 1 qian, fried mountain gardenia 2 qian..."

That's the son's handwriting, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com If you take it back and put it on the table...you will have to envy the stinky girls in Huayuelou...

practice...

Before there was such a joke, the atmosphere in the room was a little bit bad. Zhu Pingniang carefully pressed the prescription on the book and hid it, then turned around and bowed: "I am sorry for your inconvenience." , thank you son.

"

"My lord, what's the matter, I can still dislike the bitterness of medicinal materials." Zhu Pingniang couldn't help smiling: "I will take the medicine you prescribed every day."

What a bad word.

Son's autograph.

But what I said is also true, there are not so few greedy girls outside the building, if the name of the medicinal material is sweet and sweet, it is sure that the really non-greedy girl will try it.

With the sound of water, Miss Lu solidified the water, and let it turn into a bowl of medicinal soup and drop it into the bowl.

"... also." Zhu Pingniang felt helpless.