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Chapter 28 Tulip Fragrance

At noon that day, Yuebai asked to go back to Suzhou. Fang Siming was worried that Yuebai's body would not be able to bear the long-distance travel, but he had no choice but to insist on He Yuebai.He also understood in his heart that only by going back early can he explain to his adoptive father.

Yuebai was lying in the carriage, and Fang Siming was watching over him. Halfway through the journey, Yuebai developed a low fever again.As soon as Fang Siming helped him take the medicine, there was a dispute outside.Fang Siming asked Yuebai to lie down, and opened the curtain to see that it was Lin Qinghui who had arrived.

She was ordered to escort Yuebai back to Suzhou, and ordered Fang Siming to return immediately to Wansheng Pavilion.Hand over Yuebai to Lin Qinghui?impossible.

Fang Siming raised his posture and fell into the long wind and snow. He raised the corners of his lips and showed a cold and mocking smile.His whole body was cold and stern like an unsheathed evil soldier.Lin Qinghui was about to press Zhu Wengui's order, but was interrupted by a slightly hoarse voice: "...cough cough... Mr. Fang, the tea is cold...cough ..."

Fang Siming paused, and disappeared in the next moment.He threw the cold coat directly outside the carriage, got into the carriage wearing his middle coat, and heated the tea on the charcoal stove again.

Yuebai moved a small fingertip from under the quilt, Fang Siming grabbed his knuckle and stuffed it back.

Yuebai's voice was hoarse, and he said: "I'm fine...cough...since it's the pavilion master's order, you go back. I'll wait for you to come back in Gusu."

Fang Siming shook his fingers, and with the other hand, he used the other hand to gather Yuebai's temple hair, which was wet with sweat and sticking to his forehead, behind his ear.He was silent for a moment, then said, "I'll do it as soon as possible."

Yuebai smiled: "Okay."

The black cloak drew a sharp arc in the air, the long black hair was covered under the hood, and the handsome face was covered by half a golden mask.He flashed across the air, covered with snow, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yuebai squinted her eyes and counted the stack of talisman papers in her hand, planning to make a foldable bag someday and hide them in different categories.Lin Qinghui came in wrapped in the cold wind, with worry in his eyes, he said: "I never thought that Mr. is so weak, the ground is freezing and the weather is cold, this winter can survive so well."

Yuebai's gaze never left the talisman paper, he was afraid of the cold, so he showed four fingertips in total and pinched the talisman paper outside.He said: "Don't bother the lady, I've always been tough."

Lin Qinghui smiled: "Sir..."

Yuebai suddenly raised her eyes, her cold eyes lightly fell on Lin Qinghui's body.As soon as Lin Qinghui smiled, he listened to Yue Bai: "Madam, the carriage is small. Lonely men and widows are inappropriate, and they are only sick and broken, so I won't send you to Madam."

system?The young man who was pressed on the bed by a eunuch told her how to behave.Ha, what a big joke.Lin Qinghui smiled like a spring flower in March: "Mr. is knowledgeable about books and etiquette. As a first-time woman, my concubine is naturally inferior to Mr. who knows what decency is."

Yuebai lazily withdrew her gaze, as if she didn't care about the mockery in Lin Qinghui's smile.He said: "I don't know the status of other people."

Is it possible that the meaning of "decentness" can vary from person to person?Lin Qinghui opened his mouth, but Yuebai had already huddled under the bed with his arms around the talisman paper, leaving only a lock of long black hair: "I'm tired. Ma'am, please."

Although Fang Siming left, he left all his subordinates behind. Although Lin Qinghui was far above them, they belonged to Fang Siming and only obeyed Fang Siming and Zhu Wengui's orders.Lin Qinghui didn't want to have a conflict with Fang Siming now, so he couldn't make things difficult for Yuebai on the face of it.Along the way, all aspects of Yuebai's medicinal bath needs were handled by Fang Siming's subordinates.Except for the fact that Lin Qinghui played tricks from time to time, which made people uncomfortable, the journey was relatively smooth.

As soon as Yuebai returned to Gusu Wansheng Pavilion, the people sent the latest holy medicine.After two days of rest, Yuebai lived in the pharmacy again. Fang Siming's subordinates brought back three meals a day and supper from the restaurant outside.It was midnight when Fang Siming came back, and only the candles in the pharmacy were lit in the small courtyard.He walked in and saw a bamboo bear-like Yuebai lying on the table and sleeping carelessly.

When Fang Siming saw that he didn't take himself seriously, his heart burst into anger.But what qualifications does he have to accuse Yue Bai of not caring for himself?It was his father who forced him to work day and night, but it was himself who made him sink into the mire.Fang Siming sighed, and carefully carried him back to the room.

Yuebai woke up drowsily, touched a warm quilt with her hand and wrapped it around it naturally.Fang Siming patted Yuebai whose hands and feet were on his body, and said softly: "It's not yet dawn, let's sleep for a while."

Yuebai replied vaguely, and fell asleep again in a posture of locking her waist and wrapping her legs.When he woke up again, it was already broad daylight, and Fang Siming's profile was the one he turned his head to meet.Fang Siming lay flat under him, looking at him quietly with lowered eyes, and when he saw that he was awake, he stretched out his still moving hand and patted him, signaling him to get up first if he could.

Yuebai paused, carefully retracted his arms, put down his legs, raised his head, and got up, asking, "Numb?"

Fang Siming nodded, and struggled to get up, his hands and legs were already numb. After Yuebai left, the blood began to flow, and the feeling like a needle prick slowly recovered.Yuebai didn't dare to touch him, Fang Siming stood under the bed as if nothing happened, shook his hands, then stomped his feet, and he recovered after a while.

Seeing him sitting back, Yuebai leaned over and rubbed a few acupoints for him to promote blood circulation.He said in his mouth: "When I'm tired and sleep, I tend to be dishonest. Next time, don't spoil me."

Fang Siming, who was firmly kicked twice, said: "What misunderstandings do you have about yourself, little doctor?"

Hearing what Fang Siming said, Yuebai raised her lips and asked him, "What misunderstanding?"

Fang Siming casually put his arms around his waist like a pillow and fixed it in his arms easily, and said: "No matter how many two of you look like this, you can't be "dishonest"."

Yo, he said in a roundabout way that he has no strength.

Yuebai didn't argue with him about this, "Don't change the subject, if I press you down from now on, you just move me away, and I won't bite you again when you wake up."

Fang Siming put him back on the bed casually, and moved him around very easily.He got up and put on his clothes, the undershirt shrank up to reveal his firm abdomen, Yuebai stretched out his hand to poke it, it was stiff.

"Mr. Fang, are you avoiding the topic?"

Fang Siming held Yuebai's troublesome hand, and put a piece of Yuebai's clothes on.Yuebai insisted on asking him to reply, but if he couldn't hide, he simply didn't hide.He lowered his eyes to help Yuebai tie the belt, and there was an indescribable tenderness hidden in his eyes: "It's my wish to be able to hug the little doctor to sleep."

Maybe he didn't expect that Fang Siming would suddenly take off his disguise and say such a word to him in a serious manner, Yuebai was a little crazy for a while.Fang Siming took off his clothes one by one and put them back on one by one. After putting on the clothes, he squatted down to help him put on his shoes and socks.

Yuebai lowered her head to look at him, and felt her heart was wrapped in warm water all morning, it was warm and soft.Fang Siming lowered his eyebrows, half of his face was blocked by the long hair that fell down, and it was hard to describe his beauty.He reached out and pinched Fang Siming's soft long hair, and felt that he was not enough to touch Fang Siming's cheek along the hair.Fang Siming didn't bother with him more and more about small things in ordinary times, and it can be said that he was responsive to requests.Sometimes when Yuebai is alone and thinks of the person in his heart, he can't help but think, so it's such a feeling to be put in his heart by himself.He is not for anything else, but for Fang Siming's gentleness at the moment, so everything is worthwhile.

He didn't even dare to think about it before, there would be someone to dress and change his shoes, as if it was a matter of course.

The breakfast with Fang Siming is always hearty.In the morning, a bowl of jujube porridge is served, and steamed dumplings, steamed buns, siu mai, etc. are placed on the table.Yuebai ate less, so Fang Siming didn't eat much of everything.

Yuebai took a sip of the hot jujube porridge, Fang Siming pushed aside a duck egg and poked it with chopsticks, red oil came out "poof".Fang Siming put the egg white into his own bowl, poked the egg yolk with a chopstick and gave it to Yuebai.Yuebai glanced at the slightly sweet porridge, then at the salty egg yolk, and leaned over to eat with Fang Siming's chopsticks.After he took a bite, he found that it was quite delicious, either very salty or fragrant, so he leaned over to take another bite.

The snow outside stopped, and Fang Siming took a broom to sweep the snow outside.Yuebai was not at all happy to go to the pharmacy, so she hugged Mrs. Tang in fox fur and leaned against the door to watch Fang Siming sweep the snow into piles.In a world of ice and snow, a bird suddenly flew in from outside, with a clear goal, pointing directly at Yuebai.

Yuebai caught it and pulled out the note in the bamboo tube on his feet, looked at it, and smiled with a curl of her lips.Fang Siming leaned the broom against the wall and walked over. As soon as he approached, he smelled the faint fragrance of tulips. It was immediately self-evident who made this note.If it was someone else, Fang Siming would still be afraid of Chao Yue, but if it was Chu Liuxiang, he asked, "Xiang Shuai has something important to ask you?"

Yuebai folded the note and said: "If he doesn't mention it, I will forget it. Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the first day of the new year is my birthday. Chu Liuxiang is afraid that I will always be floating outside and I won't be able to remember it before that time. Every year is half a year earlier. Let this little guy look for me for many months. Remind me to go to his boat and eat a bowl of longevity noodles made by Miss Song."

"How long will it be in previous years?" Fang Siming put one hand behind his back, and his fingertips moved unconsciously.

Yuebai said: "If there is nothing to do, I will leave after the Lantern Festival. If there is something to do, I will leave as early as the second day of junior high school. What about you? Are you going back to Wansheng Pavilion for the Chinese New Year?"

Fang Siming responded in a low voice: "Tomorrow, my adoptive father will ask me to take over a sub-government. I don't know if I can come back at thirty. When I was young, I would accompany my adoptive father to have reunion dinner and watch the year until late at night."

The wind suddenly picked up, Fang Siming turned his back to the wind and stood in front of Yuebai.Yuebai shrank back and asked him: "Are you going to leave early tomorrow morning?"

Fang Siming was silent for a moment, and said: "Last night, my adoptive father asked me to look for him at noon, and I should accompany my adoptive father at night."

Sima Zhao's heart is just relying on Fang Siming not to resist any of his orders.Yuebai sighed and asked him: "Are you coming back after the next year?"

Fang Siming nodded: "No. [-] at the latest. I'll come back after dinner with foster father in the evening."

Yuebai herself looked like the mandarin duck that was beaten with a stick, and before Fang Siming was about to leave, she hurriedly kissed her twice.

After Chu Liuxiang's pigeons rested for half a day, Yuebai replied with a few words and stuffed them into the bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's feet.Let the pigeons be brought back to Chu Liuxiang.Song Tian'er's cooking skills are even Yuebai, who has eaten all over the country and has to praise her. In his heart, he has always felt that the girl's cooking skills are the best in the world.It is he who has a bad appetite, and occasionally feels greedy when he thinks about it.

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If Suo has to be divided into two volumes, the first volume is about to end~