medicine jar and her miss doctor

The beauty of Mausoleum is fluid, the scenery is fluid, and so are the people.

The spring breeze gently blows over the willow branches, and the quiet Jing River flows silently. Throughout the ages, I don’t know how many romantic figures have been bred.

Long bridge Hengjiang, standing at the head of the bridge and looking at the end of the bridge, you can't see the end at a glance.Standing on the bridge overlooking Lingjing, the picture scroll that has accumulated the ancient charm of the years is gradually opened, and the turbulent collision of Chinese and Western cultures is just like a beauty meeting strong wine and never getting drunk.

Fashionably dressed girls stepped on high-heeled shoes, twisted their water snake waists, and hurried through the long street with leather bags.The well-dressed man waited impatiently by the roadside for the shoemaker to polish his shoes.

The roadside is full of fragrant flowers of this season, and the people passing by are thinking about their thoughts, and they have passed the innocent age of rejoicing for a flower.

Being here, there are different customs and customs. If Lin is a lily blooming silently in the bustling mist, then Lingjing is a coquettish peony.Sitting in a foreign car, hearing and seeing, I feel a sense of extravagance.

The street is very wide, Zhixiu looked sideways at Chun Cheng.

The two rickshaws drove side by side, and noticed that she was a little uneasy. Even if Master Chun, who had seen the world, had never been to Lingjing, it didn't affect her brief introduction of this ancient capital of the Six Dynasties to her fiancée.

Hearing her clear and pleasant voice, Zhixiu slowly relaxed.I don't care what Chun Cheng said, I just want to hear what Chun Cheng has to say.

It took her more than two months to get used to the life in Lindu, because the man took the train all the way to the strange Lingjing without hesitation, if Chun Cheng was not by his side, she would not agree.

Going out to take a look at the outside world, most of the courage is given by Chun Cheng, and the remaining half is from Zhixiu's inner cry.

The rickshaw stopped at the gate of Xu's mansion, and A Yu followed Chun Cheng with a large and small gift box.

"Don't be nervous." Chun Cheng looked at Zhixiu with a smile, and held out his hand in a very gentlemanly manner, with slender white knuckles, warm palms, the sun shining on the clear and distinct lines, like a hand easily holding the sun .

"Come on." Young Master Chun hooked his lips into a slight smile, his smile was so beautiful that his mind flickered, and he stretched out his hand in a strange way.Ten fingers touched, from the palm of the hand to the back of the hand, she grasped it thoroughly.

She instinctively felt that Chun Cheng's grip was tighter, and she wanted to take it back, but she was worried that it would be rude to do so.Miss Zhi raised her eyes in surprise, as if asking, "What are you playing again?"

Chun Cheng didn't take it seriously, the smile on the corner of her lips raised, her voice was hoarse and deep, from the moment she approached, Zhixiu could clearly hear the restless beating of her heart, fearing that her feelings would be leaked, she said in a trembling voice first: "Stop playing!"

With a small begging.

Chun Cheng raised his eyebrows: "Okay, listen to you."

At the same time, that hand became much more disciplined in an instant.

Looking at the beautiful side face of the young lady, she didn't understand why Xiuxiu reacted so strongly.It's just holding hands. In the previous life, they shared the same bed and experienced life and death...

She simply left the things she couldn't figure out in the corner, holding those two slender fingers empty-handedly, not daring to hold them any more, and it was hard to hold them any less.

After adjusting the mentality of meeting the elders, Chun Cheng solemnly stabilized the gold-rimmed glasses on the high bridge of the nose, with a dignified and elegant gesture.With a vague abstinence atmosphere.

Zhixiu's breath stagnates, this kind of Chuncheng is handsome and cold, like water wrapped in a cold pool, attracting people to mingle with her and watch her take on the warmth of the world.

His thoughts raced until Chun Cheng looked back indifferently, the coldness in his eyes melted away through a thin layer of lenses: "Is Xiu Xiu uncomfortable?"

When she gets up serious, the scent of books that hangs in her bones will come out naturally, like a bowl of light white tea.

No one would have imagined that such a person would blatantly touch the soft and tender hands of the little girl just at the last moment.

After touching the palm of the hand, he didn't even let go of the back of the hand.

Who on earth had other thoughts?Zhixiu blushed for a while.

She has an elegant appearance, the corners of her lips are slightly curved, the demeanor of a woman from aristocratic family is swaying from her eyebrows and eyes, her red lips are lightly pursed, and she said warmly: "It's nothing."

The voice is as good as ever.

Chun Cheng lightly tapped the back of her hand twice with his fingertips: "It's fine."

As a prominent family in Lingjing, the Xu family has Mr. Xu, a well-known literary brand, and has become an existence that no one dares to provoke.

The Xu mansion is full of distinguished guests every day, and the servants guarding the gate are courteous, neither humble nor overbearing. After Chun Cheng self-reported the door of his house, he welcomed them in with a smile on his face.

It's like returning home.

The eloquent big characters are written extremely well, and few people in the world can write such wild cursive with such flavor.

Chun Cheng stood there, her fingers began to write and draw uncontrollably, her eyes were bright, if she didn't know much about this legendary ancestor before she came, after reading the word "like home", She was sure that Mr. Xu must be an open-minded, unruly and proud scribe.

As far as calligraphy is concerned, Zhixiu is better at Zanhua Xiaokai and thin gold script, but this does not affect her appreciation of the wanton and wild cursive strokes.

From stepping into the door to looking up at the plaque on the hall, the two of them looked at it for a quarter of an hour, and then looked back at the same time tacitly.

"Looking at it for a long time, what do you see?" The old man in a Confucian robe came into view with a head of white hair. He smiled kindly, his eyes were wise with experience in the world, his waist was straight, and he was old and strong. evaluate.

"I saw a crazy character." Chun Cheng replied truthfully.

"Frivolous?"

"Crazy."

Xu Nian stroked his long beard with his hands, neither satisfied nor dissatisfied could be seen on his face.He stared at Chun Cheng who was wearing a long robe, and suddenly realized: "Boy from the Chun family?"

His eyes moved away and landed on the delicate and beautiful girl beside her, slowly regaining the deepness of a master in the world, Mr. Xu restrained his face and asked: "Is it her?"

"That's right. Chun Cheng came to Beijing today and brought his fiancée to meet the master."

Zhixiu followed her to salute together, which seemed like a husband and wife.

Mr. Xu looked very serious when he was not smiling: "My good boy, don't lose the face of your master, Jing Teng, are you sure?"

"Have."

"a bit?"

Zhixiu paused slightly: "Ten."

Old Mr. Xu narrowed his eyes and asked, "Ten?"

"Facing the master, Zhixiu dare not speak nonsense." When she said these words, the eldest lady had her gentleness and pride.

A ten point is a ten point, saying one point less is hypocrisy, and saying one point more is ignorance.Zhixiu understands human feelings, but in many things, she has her own persistence and is willing to be upright.

It was this honesty that coaxed Mr. Xu to smile: "Not bad."

There were only three people in the world who could make Xu Nian speak well, and one of them was randomly selected as a well-known figure in the literary world, and among them happened to be the head of a school that was respected by Jingto.

After lunch at Xu's house, Chun Cheng was called to the study to take an exam and ask questions. After staying for an hour, Mr. Xu was willing to let him out.

Seeing the exuberant look, I think he is quite satisfied with Chun Cheng's performance.

When he first came to Lingjing, many things had to be arranged by the young master himself. Chun Cheng couldn't stay for long, so he took his fiancée's hand and left quickly.

As people walked forward, Ms. Sun, the most beloved of the Xu family, returned from school, wearing a jacket, skirt and leather boots, and a blue dress with the glittering school badge of Jingteng embroidered on the chest. Seeing the sighing grandfather, she smiled playfully. She smiled, hugged her grandfather coquettishly and asked, "What is grandfather worried about?"

"I'm worried that no one wants you." Thinking of the young couple who just left the house, Xu Nian looked at the bright and smiling granddaughter wistfully: "I knew, I should have agreed to make a baby marriage for you. Fame has someone, You, there is no hope."

"Baby dear?" Xu Huan was born to laugh, and he was not annoyed when facing his grandfather's Mai Tai. He stood up straight and asked the housekeeper in a deep voice: "Which famous family son came to see grandfather today?"

The butler bowed and said, "It's the son of the Chun family. Lindu Chun's family."

"Lin Duchun's family..." Xu Huan thought for a while, and a name flashed through her mind quickly due to her good memory.She asked, "Chun Cheng?"

"Yes, when he enters school, he will be your junior. Remember to take care of him at school." Xu Nian suddenly laughed, and winked at his granddaughter: "My granddaughter is not bad, what if there is hope?"

"Then the son of the Chun family is that good?" Xu Huan took his heart and sat beside his grandfather.She seldom heard her grandfather praise someone like this. In order to praise Chun Cheng, she was willing to step on her own granddaughter.

"Literary and elegant, with first-class looks, it is more than enough to match you. But...the body is not strong."

Xu Huan was speechless: "He came alone?"

Mr. Xu glanced at her meaningfully: "He's bringing his fiancee."

"Fiancee?!" Xu Huan stood up from his seat: "He already has a fiancee, why is grandfather telling me these things?"

The age when the spring heart sprouts is the time to be curious about the opposite sex.It has to be said that if Chuncheng doesn't have a fiancée, just based on her grandfather's praise today, she has to take a good look to see how good this person is, so that she can be favored by her grandfather who is highly respected but has a vicious tongue and eyes above the top.

"In today's world, don't everyone pay attention to free love. Arranged marriages are not acceptable." Old Mr. Xu sips tea slowly: "Huanhuan, don't forget what your grandfather often told you, everything can be..."

"Only the love in my heart can't be let go! Oh, how many times have you said this?" Xu Huan sat back on his seat with a headache: "If I like someone, I wish everyone would know, how can I give up to others? Let's talk , I don’t even know what he looks like now, it’s too early to talk about liking.”

She stood there in a daze to sort out her thoughts, and holding her chin, she said quietly: "Grandfather, you instigated your granddaughter to be a third party. If outsiders find out about this, you may lose it at a later date!"

Old Mr. Xu was happy to hear this, and smiled like an old child: "Fame is like floating clouds! Nothing is as important as the happiness of my family Huanhuan's life. If you succeed, you will be happy. If you can't take a step back, you must be friends. Young people must be full of enthusiasm in their actions. How will you know if you don’t try? Looking forward and backward, that’s like a bear!”

"Okay, okay, I'm not a bear." Xu Huan hurried back from school to get something, drank half a cup of tea and remembered something important: "Okay, I won't accompany you, put away your crazy attitude, I it's time to go."

……

Leaving Xu's house and abandoning the rickshaw, Chun Cheng took Zhixiu to visit the beautiful scenery of Lingjing, and met a photo studio on the way, Young Master Chun thought secretly: "Does Xiuxiu want to go in and have a look?"

There was a slight smile on Zhixiu's lips, and a touch of pampering in her eyes: "Do you want to take a photo?"

take pictures?Chun Cheng took a step back and looked at her, not guarding against her sudden gentle and meticulous gaze, Zhixiu felt a little embarrassed, but fortunately she hid her emotions deeply, and her face still looked calm.

"Xiuxiu."

"Ok?"

"Let's go." Chun Cheng pulled her sleeves and walked in the opposite direction.

Zhixiu laughed, and said softly, "Aren't you going to take photos?"

"No more photos." Chun Cheng bought a candy figurine and handed it to her palm: "I thought about it, let's take photos again on the day Xiuxiu puts on the Jingteng school uniform. That would be more meaningful, what do you think?"

Kyodo school uniform...

Wearing school uniforms with Chun Cheng and taking pictures together, they were fixed on a square inch paper, Zhixiu blushed inexplicably, lowered her eyes and licked the sugar man's head, her pink tongue and perfect lip shape made Chun Cheng carelessly look at her Sugar Man took it back.

Miss Qianjin never expected that Master Chun, who has a lot of money, would be stingy with a candy figurine. She opened her mouth in a daze, "Didn't you buy it for me? Why... snatched it back again?"

Holding the candy figurine, Chun Cheng couldn't explain why he was on a whim, pursed his lips, and took out a handful of silver dollars from his pocket: "This candy figurine looks more delicious, you can buy other ones."

"But……"

"But?" Chun Cheng frowned, and suddenly said with a smirk: "Oh! It turns out that Xiu Xiu is the cheapskate."

"But... that sugar man, I... I licked it."

Her voice was weak, and Chun Cheng couldn't hear her clearly, but looking at her face, the quick-witted Young Master Chun was spinning a bamboo stick in his hand, and the sugar man's head was spinning in front of Zhixiu's eyes. People suddenly became sweet pastries.

"I don't dislike Xiuxiu." Afraid that she wouldn't believe it, Chun Cheng bit off half of the sugar man's head, and the cute rabbit suddenly became a disabled rabbit. Zhixiu couldn't laugh or cry: "Is it delicious?"

Chun Cheng didn't like sweets at first, the sweet taste melted on her lips and tongue, she pondered for a moment: "It's okay."

Zhixiu grabs the corner of her clothes and falls into the most difficult decision ever.

Seeing that she seemed to be distressed, Chun Cheng lowered his eyes and looked over, and saw the delicate and beautiful young lady licked her lips, summoned up her courage and said, "I don't dislike you either, just let me have a taste..."

Ouch, poor little one.Chun Cheng held back his laughter, and deliberately lured her with the sugar figurine: "Call out brother, I'll feed you."

The two of them had been standing on the corner of the street for a while, the handsome man and the beautiful woman attracted a lot of prying eyes.

After saying those words that made people blush, Zhixiu broke the jar and said in her heart: Why can Chuncheng taste her sugar man without fear?

Indulging in her selfishness, she tugged at the corner of Chun Cheng's clothes, her eyes were moist, and she called softly, "Brother, feed me?"

For a moment, Chun Cheng seemed to really know what it was like to have a younger sister, it was warm and harmonious.

Feed the candy figurine with half of its head bitten off, wondering if it would be shabby for the two of them to taste the same candy figurine at the same time, she smiled charmingly, unconsciously imitating the attitude she had when she was Miss Chun in her previous life: "You are so cute, Hey you."

Looking at her, Zhixiu was in a trance and had the illusion that a dream had come true.The sugar man was sweet, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Chun Cheng, and slowly licked the half of the rabbit's head that survived the disaster with her hand, obediently like a rabbit spirit.

Before this, if someone told Zhixiu that one day you would stand on a street corner and even happily taste the half sugar doll that others had eaten, the lady who has always been elegant would never believe it.

But it happened without warning.

The sweetness of the sugar man hangs on the tip of her tongue, and she realized that her actions were not very elegant, and she was too ashamed to raise her head.

And Chun Cheng was very close to her, even caringly shielding her from unfamiliar and presumptuous eyes: "Have you tasted enough?"

Born in Chun's family in the previous life, Chun Cheng dreamed of having a soft and caring younger sister, but it is also a pity that she will be the only seedling of Jingui in this life.

No matter how indifferent and noble she is, she still has the soft heart of a daughter's family.For example, like today, sharing a candy man with Xiuxiu would be great.

It is not an exaggeration to say that they are close friends in the boudoir.

Zhixiu gently pushed the sugar figure out with the tip of her tongue.It seemed to be caused by psychology, looking at the sugar figure that was about to melt, Chun Cheng felt that the rabbit was full of heat.

"I've eaten it, do you still eat it?" Zhixiu smiled at her shyly: "Chuncheng, didn't you say that you don't dislike me?"

"I don't dislike it." Chun Cheng stared at the crippled silly rabbit, hesitating and hesitating, Zhixiu's heart also followed her ups and downs, and in the end, as expected of Master Chun, Master Chun crushed the sugar man into pieces.

Unexpectedly, she behaved elegantly, and holding a long bamboo stick in her hand could still stabilize her noble air: "Are you still shopping?"

"No, I won't go shopping anymore." Zhixiu stared at the corners of her lips that were stained with sugar scum, all her restraint was shattered when Chun Cheng bit the sugar figurine into pieces.

She asked timidly, "Is it delicious?"

Chun Cheng subconsciously wanted to say "it's okay", and looked into those watery eyes, and couldn't help but start teasing her thoughts again. She leaned on the wall with one hand, and looking from her back, she looked like a prodigal flirting with a good girl.

Unknowingly provocative, Young Master Chun's smile deepened: "Xiuxiu's saliva is sweet."

The author has something to say: Xiuxiu is shy in front of Chuncheng, and has a dark belly (╯3╰)

肥章献上√感谢在2019-12-0922:40:53~2019-12-1017:41:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 as it happens;

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: 8 for Suiyi, Endless August; 2 for Jianghe and Ergou No Flow;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Luoshu; 6 bottles of Ergou Wuliu; 4 bottles of Yangqi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!