surrogate wife

August eighteenth.

The country test has begun.

Early this morning, the inn opened, and the cook went to work in the middle of the night, preparing dry and filling food such as sesame seed cakes and eggs for the students taking the exam.

Wen Yumu stared at Xue Yi and ate some hot food before letting him go out in peace and sending him all the way to the front of the tribute courtyard.He had a lot of things he wanted to tell him, but he was afraid of affecting his mood for the exam, so he suppressed it again, just smiled and said to wait for him to come out.

Xue Yi hugged him for a while, and quickly let go, with restrained and passionate emotions in his eyes, he lined up and entered the Gongyuan with three steps.

The inspectors were very rude, and even took apart the student's hair for inspection. Xue Yi shivered in a thin coat, and stepped out of the inspection shed with messy hair.

Fortunately, this inspection was carried out in the Gongyuan, otherwise it would lose all face.

He put on his coat, and the autumn morning was frosty and chilly. If he hadn't recovered a lot from his leg injury, he might have fallen ill.

As far as he could see, there was already a pale student coughing non-stop, which made the surrounding people feel sorry for him.

There are three township examinations, each of which takes two days. After the exam, you can take a day off, and then enter the next day for the next exam.

Wen Yumu waited anxiously at the inn. On the day Xue Yi came out of the first exam, he came to the gate of the Gongyuan to wait early. Xiao Man and Xiao Shu followed him and waited with him. Under the might of the autumn tiger, they didn't even complain.

At the gate of the Gongyuan, there are many people like them, they are all family members waiting for the students to come out, and their eyes of eager anticipation are exactly the same.

"Come out, come out."

I don't know who said something, Wen Yumu's spirits perked up, and he hurriedly looked at the door.

The crowd began to surge toward the door, and a row of small officials came out to maintain order.Even so, the gate was still completely surrounded, and no one dared to go forward to disturb the order of the Gongyuan.

Xiao Man hurriedly said: "Young Mistress, just wait here, I'll go and pick up the Young Master."

Wen Yumu nodded, looking at the crowded heads, feeling bored in his heart, what a crowd!Xue Yi hates crowds the most, and he should be unhappy if his clothes are messed up.

He forced himself to hold back, stood on tiptoe without knowing it, and looked across the crowd at the students queuing up to leave the Gongyuan.

Xue Yi stepped out of the door, and he saw it.

Thin, emaciated.

It turned out to be so hard to take a rural exam.

Xiaoman also saw Xue Yi, hurriedly pushed through the crowd to protect him and walked out.

Xue Yi hurriedly walked in front of Wen Yumu, his thin face became even paler, and the sickness that had been suppressed after so much effort seemed to show up again.

He looked haggard, but his eyes became brighter, and his eyes, as dark as Han Ye Xingzi, stared at Wen Yumu scorchingly.

Wen Yumu noticed his messy hair, and distressedly stroked a strand of hair and put it in the palm of his hand, only to feel that his black hair was not as shiny and soft as before.

Xue Yi stretched out his hand to smooth the frown on his brow, and said with a gentle smile, "Hair is a little dirty, you have to wash it well when you go back."

Wen Yumu also smiled, hiding his sadness, and said, "I still love beauty that much."

They went back to the inn together, and Wen Yumu's turbulent mood calmed down a lot. He arranged for Xiaoman to ask for bath water, and he went to bring Xue Yi a pot of tea.

In the small boiling kettle, the golden osmanthus is boiled together with ginseng slices and ginger slices. It turns a deep yellow color, and it keeps tumbling to release a strong aroma. The sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance has a bitter and spicy taste.

He opened the lid of the kettle and put a drop of spiritual dew into it, and the smell became more intense in an instant.

After picking up the teapot, he went to fetch another jar of sweet-scented osmanthus honey, and put it on a palm-sized wooden tray with a small wooden spoon beside it.

This is for Xue Yilai to drink tea, lest he feel bitter.

Looking at the figure of Xue Yi sitting in the inner room, he was a little stunned, unknowingly, he had been able to affect his emotions so deeply.

Want to change?

no need.

He smiled, turned into the inner room, and put the tea and nectar on the table.

"Drink some sweet-scented osmanthus tea first to warm up your body. When the hot water arrives, take a bath and you will feel much more comfortable."

As he spoke, he poured him a cup of tea.

Xue Yi picked up the cup, blew on it, and took a sip.

As soon as he took it in, he frowned. The smell is delicious and strange.

Wen Yumu smiled and pushed the nectar jar toward him, "Pair it with some honey. I bought this sweet-scented osmanthus honey specially. It tastes good."

"Osmanthus honey, osmanthus tea, all are osmanthus. If I can't break the osmanthus, I am sorry for your kindness." Xue Yi muttered.

Wen Yumu filled his tea with a spoonful of honey, and said jokingly, "It just coincides with the blooming of the sweet-scented osmanthus, and it's just a lucky draw for me. I don't mean to ask you to win the sweet-scented osmanthus. Don't feel pressured."

"It's the same Juren, what's the difference between Xie Yuan and other rankings?"

"Of course there is a difference." Xue Yi said seriously.

"Oh? What's the difference?"

"I won Jieyuan, you can earn 100 taels of silver, but for other rankings, you have to lose 500 taels."

What he said was serious, Wen Yumu didn't know whether he was joking or serious.

After being stunned for a moment, he smiled and said, "I'm still in the mood to joke around, I think he did well in the exam."

Xue Yi raised his head proudly, "Every question is sure, and the ranking depends only on luck."

The sly little eyes are so cute.

Wen Yumu nodded with a smile, and praised, "That's excellent, I knew Ah Yi was the best."

Xue Yi was completely comfortable by him, grabbed his wrist and planned to take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but suddenly heard a few knocks on the door.

tuk tuk-

"Master, young mistress, the bath water is here." Xiaoman's voice sounded outside the door.

Xue Yi: "..."

Throw Xiaoman away.

Wen Yumu withdrew his hand, went to open the door, and made way sideways: "Carry it in and put it in the inner room."

After the hot water was put away, Xiao Man and the inn boy went out together.

Wen Yumu began to help Xue Yi mix the bath water, and sneakily added a drop of spiritual dew.

Xue Yi anxiously hesitated to speak, and finally seemed to know that it was impossible, so he closed his mouth in gloom, and soaked himself in the bathtub.

……

There was only one day of rest, and Wen Yumu didn't dare to give Xue Yi a lot of love, for fear that he would get sick again if he didn't receive the love.

Therefore, the whole day's diet is mainly light.

In addition to a pot of osmanthus ginseng ginger tea every day.

The next day was another day to enter the examination room.

Xue Yi already had experience, to be precise, he had a deep psychological preparation.

Even so, when he came out for the second time, his condition was still a little bit worse, and the effect of caring and body repairing the day before entering the arena disappeared.

When he came out of the examination room for the third time, his face was already pale without a trace of blood, and his bones were supporting the thin single clothes.

Wen Yumu supported him distressedly, and said heartbrokenly: "How did the training become like this? Does this Gongyuan still have humanity? Why do you torture the students like this?"

Xue Yi smiled, pale and gloomy, "Imperial examinations have always been a test of painstaking efforts, and this is also to urge students not to study hard blindly, but to pay attention to their bodies."

"Speaking of it, I was also at fault. Because I hated the dry biscuits from the Gongyuan and scratched my throat, I ate very little. I thought you would always prepare delicious food for me when I came out, but I didn't expect that this time I was so hungry."

Wen Yumu was not in the mood to criticize him, but said anxiously: "Then let's go back quickly, I prepared a table of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers for you, all of which are your favorite flavors, just waiting for you to come out to eat, but I don't know Can you still use it now?"

Xue Yidao: "I like everything you do."

Wen Yumu and Xiao Man helped him back to the inn where he stayed.

Xiao Shu deftly put the prepared dishes on the table one by one.

"Look, young master, this is sweet-scented osmanthus meat, sweet-scented osmanthus fish, and sweet-scented osmanthus cake. This soup is sweet-scented osmanthus wine brewed egg drop soup. It's sweet and delicious. There's also this pot of sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed, which was also brewed by young mistress herself."

She gently lifted the lid of the jug, and slapped the mouth of the jug with her hand, "Smell it, it smells really good."

The sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed with spirit dew is clear in color, not as sticky as ordinary sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented stuffed rice, but more fragrant and fragrant than ordinary sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented stuffed stuffing, making people forget the common sense.

Xue Yi took a deep breath and praised: "It really is a good wine!"

Wen Yumu covered the jug, and said to Xiao Shu: "He is not suitable for drinking now, you go and prepare a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus tea."

Xue Yi made a bitter face, and pulled his sleeve, Wen Yumu coughed lightly, and said, "I'll treat you well, I'll have a few drinks with you."

Only then was Xue Yi satisfied, and set his sights on a table of dishes.

He intends to eat more, but it's a pity that his appetite is really poor. After eating a few chopsticks, he feels uncomfortable in his spleen and stomach, and a bitter taste keeps surging.

Wen Yumu saw that he was uncomfortable, so he didn't ask him to eat any more. He regretted wasting his heart and wanted to eat more, but Wen Yumu firmly stopped him.

Seeing that he was weak, after drinking tea, Wen Yumu urged him to rest early.

He thought that after one night, he would recover some vitality, but who knew that the night had passed, but he vomited.

Because he ate little and had nothing to vomit, he vomited a puddle of bitter water.

Wen Yumu hurriedly called Xiaoman and Xiaoshu to help clean up. He laid out a towel to help him wipe his face, and brought him tea to rinse his mouth.

Touching his hands, he realized that he was trembling slightly.

Wen Yumu was startled, and hurriedly touched his forehead, and as expected, he felt hot.

This time, there was another chaos.

After the doctor came to see him, Xiaoman and Xiaoshu went to get some medicine and boil it. Wen Yumu took a basin and arranged towels for him to change the dressing. He sat by the bed and watched him all the time.

Xue Yi grabbed his hand that had just applied the towel, not allowing him to leave, sticking it to his face, looking at him faintly, and sighed: "Without you, what would I do."

Wen Yumu pinched his face with a smile, and said softly, "It's okay, the doctor said it's not serious, just take the medicine and you'll be fine soon."

Xue Yi lay obediently on the bed, her eyes still fixed on him.

Under the flickering candlelight, he said in a low voice: "I used to think that if I had a wife, I would respect and love her."

"But it wasn't until I met you that I didn't know what it means to worry about people. I used to be too difficult for water."

"If I don't have you, I'll be like a swan goose who loses my spouse, and I can't live alone."

"So you can't leave me, you must always be by my side, and we will grow old together..."

His voice gradually lowered, almost to a whisper.

Wen Yumu's heart was sour, and tears welled up in his eyes.

He turned his head away, gently wiping away tears.

A teenager who doesn't know love and hate, is the most passionate in his life.

He was grateful for such affection, but he was afraid that he would not know how to return the same affection.

Xue Yi's feelings are fierce and pure, but his heart has grown old in the apocalypse, and he only wants a stable and peaceful life.

He cared a lot, but he couldn't be as unreserved and vigorous as him.

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