Difficult for a son-in-law

Wei Ning is very peaceful. When he moved to Ming Zhan's courtyard, he spent most of his time just talking and chatting with Ming Zhan, or Wei Ning was the guide to go to Kunming City to enjoy the scenery, or Wei Ning took Ming Zhan to the old shop in the deep alley. Eat delicious food.

Ming Zhan was surprised that Wei Ning knew more about Kunming City than he did.

Wei Ning put a piece of bright yellow pea flour on Ming Zhan's porcelain plate, and said with a smile, "Try it, this old shop has been around for generations. It may not be as fine as the one in the house, but the taste must be better. "

Ming Zhan ate and drank with Wei Ning, and fell ill within a few days.

Throat itching, coughing, fever, invited the imperial doctor to prescribe a prescription to make medicine, Ming Zhan has always been dark in his heart, very suspicious that Wei Ning secretly prescribed medicine for him.Otherwise, how could a person who didn't even cough once before say that he was sick?Is it too sudden?

Wei Ning saw Ming Zhan's eyeballs turning around and glanced at the decoction in his bowl from time to time, and knew what this kid was up to. He sneered secretly in his heart, eyes hanging, he held the medicine bowl, and put his mouth on Ming Zhan's ear While blowing a breath of dark wind, he frightened him, "Drink it, it's a good medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor."

Ming Zhan's ears were very itchy. He touched them with his hands, blinked, and looked around. Why didn't a guard come in?

"Drink quickly." Lowering his voice, Wei Ning held the silver spoon, stirred the soup, and delivered a small spoonful to the corner of Ming Zhan's lips, explaining with a sinister smile, "Drink, don't worry, as long as you drink the medicine, you will get sick immediately." Alright. What are you looking for? I've already sent everyone away, so I'll be with you today."

"Drink." Wei Ning urged in a low voice, "What are you procrastinating for? Don't you believe me?"

At this time, Wei Ning kept urging him to drink the medicine, and Ming Zhan felt more and more that there was a ghost in the medicine, but he was under the eaves, and Wei Ning, the fox, was by his side. Killing the mouth or something, quickly stuck out your tongue and licked it, and deliberately wrote to complain, "It's too bitter. Go and add some honey to me."

Wei Ning nodded with a smile on his face, put down the medicine bowl casually, suddenly pinched Ming Zhan's chin like lightning, and broke it hard, Ming Zhan's two flower-like lips were pinched open by Sheng Sheng, and then a few pills popped in Before Ming Zhan could taste the pills, Wei Ning had already gulped them down.Ming Zhan coughed earth-shatteringly, wishing he could break his own neck, this, this damn Wei fox, what did he eat?

"Don't worry, it's just some small pills to moisten the lungs and relieve internal heat." Wei Ning pinched Ming Zhan's fat face with a smile, with a soft and sinister smile, "I know you won't take the medicine obediently." See Seeing Ming Zhan's gloomy face that flickers on and off, Wei Ning smiled happily, helped Ming Zhan lie on the quilt, and said softly, "Good boy, you are obedient, and you will be fine when you wake up."

Maybe he will be gone when he wakes up, Ming Zhan almost cried out, nodded quickly, and wrote in Wei Ning's palm, "Go and rest first, I'm fine."

"How can I do that?" Wei Ning was very happy, and smiled warmly, "I remember that Wei An didn't like to take medicine when he was a child, and would always spit out the medicine while I was away, to deal with disobedient children like you," Leaning over to tuck Ming Zhan in the quilt, Wei Ning sneered in a voice of a witch threatening a princess, "I have plenty of tricks."

This scared Ming Zhan into a cold sweat, and his heart was beating violently.

Ming Zhan is a person with an extremely rich imagination. For example, why Wei Ning sent his servants away, what medicine did he feed him, what ulterior motives did he have, would he take the opportunity to use some poison to control him... etc. Wait for a series of dark psychological analysis.

As soon as Wei Ning left, Ming Zhan could dig his throat and spit out the medicine, but Wei Ning sat on the side of the bed and refused to leave.That's right, for a careful person like Wei Ning, how could he be dismissed so easily.

Ming Zhan had to think of another trick, and wrote on Wei Ning's hand, "I'm so panicked, I need to pee."

Wei Ning stared at Ming Zhan for a while with a half-smile, and asked unkindly, "Isn't it because you want to distract me from doing bad things?"

Ming Zhan shook his head quickly, putting on a pure and innocent look.

"Really?" Wei Ning asked again.

Ming Zhan shook his head.Absolutely not.

Wei Ning's hand was like a flexible snake, he got into Ming Zhan's soft and fragrant quilt, pulled and untied the sweat towel, and touched Ming Zhan's soft little thing.

Wei Ning's hand was slightly cold, Ming Zhan opened his mouth and yelled in fright, his whole body was stiff and he didn't dare to move.

Wei Ning smiled triumphantly, seemed to enjoy Ming Zhan's reaction, and squeezed, "Do you want to pee?"

Ming Zhan shook his head, not wanting to.

"Why don't you want to pee again?"

Ming Zhan shed two tears, and cried with his mouth curled up in grievance. Wei Ning suddenly put on a straight face, and said coldly, "Go to sleep quickly! If you play tricks again, I have plenty of ways to cure you!"

It's over, it seems that I'm really going to die in the hands of this dead fox. Thinking of his fame for a lifetime, he turned around and was in sight, but unexpectedly fell into the hands of this dead fox halfway. The so-called jealousy of talents and shortness of breath of heroes are just like this. Ming Zhan is sad Tears flowed.

He has always been a person who set up tricks for others, but suddenly he got into his own tricks, Wei Ning sneered at Ming Zhan, and at the same time was a little bit happy.

I took the book and flipped through a few pages, but I didn't feel how hard it was to stay in bed.

Ming Zhan hasn't figured out what Jiuzhuan Duanchang Powder Wei Huli fed him, but he is still half-stepping with a smile on his face. Where can he sleep? His cheeks were flushed, and he didn't know where he was going.

When the imperial doctor came over, he was still surprised, and said, "I saw that the fourth son was not serious in the morning, why did he become more and more ill in the past half a day, did you take the medicine prescribed by the minister?"

Wei Ning nodded, "Yes, he refuses to drink the soup, I gave him the pills."

The imperial doctor touched the three-inch beard in confusion, it shouldn't be.

Wei Ning knew that he had frightened Ming Xiaopang, so naturally he refused to tell the truth, and only asked the imperial doctor to prescribe another prescription, "Maybe this will happen to boys when their voices change and develop, and my younger brother was also ill back then."

The imperial doctor re-prescribed the prescription, and the doses of several medicines were increased. Wei Ning looked at the prescription and ordered someone to make pills. He ordered, "Add some honey in it, the fourth son is afraid of suffering."

The imperial doctor took the order and left.

When the medicine was given this time, Ming Zhan was already so burnt that he couldn't feel good or bad even if he was given arsenic.

During the period, Princess Wei brought someone to visit in person. Seeing that Ming Zhan was asleep and didn't disturb her son, she politely thanked Wei Ning for her hard work, and then went back.

Ming Zhan fell into a drowsy sleep until the next morning, and Wei Ning beside him was also dreaming soundly.

The smell on Wei Ning's body is very clean, and he has never had any high-quality incense. Wei Ning was born in a grassroots family, and he has never liked these things. When he gets close, there is only a faint fragrance of soap locust on his clothes.

Ming Zhan has cleared his mind, and with a slight movement, Wei Ning woke up.

Wei Ning yawned, put his hand on Ming Zhan's forehead, and muttered, "The fever is gone." He got up and got out of bed, poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Ming Zhan's lips, "Drink some water, I sweated all night. .”

Ming Zhan looked at Wei Ning with a villainous heart, Wei Ning was laughed at by Ming Zhan, "If I want to cheat, you will be like a dead pig tonight, when will you not be able to do it? What a fart!" Drink half of it yourself first.

Ming Zhan hurriedly took it and drank it, his mouth was already dry and the skin peeled off, how could he not be thirsty?Pass the cup to Wei Ning, and make another gesture of drinking water.

Wei Ning took the teapot and poured three cups before Ming Zhan had enough water.

For a while, Wei Ning called Qingfeng Mingyue to come in to serve. After Ming Zhan washed up, he shook his head, stretched his arms and kicked his legs, thinking that Wei Ning was unlikely to tamper with the medicine. As for Wei Ning, all the servants around Wei Ning were sent back to the imperial capital, and there was no one around him.Furthermore, this is his yard, and Qingfengmingyue must be responsible for decocting medicine. Wei Ning has always lived in his yard, and all the servants of the Mingzhan sect are serving him. Kind of, someone will definitely notice it.

Ming Zhan glanced at Wei Ning, Wei Huhu looked back at him with a smile, and asked with concern, "Do you want to pass on the imperial doctor again, Fourth Young Master?"

Wei Ning must have made a fool of himself yesterday, and Ming Zhan nodded gloomily.

The imperial doctor took the pulse and explained to Ming Zhan, "Boys are slightly older, their bodies are developing, their throat sounds become thicker, and their Adam's apples are beginning to appear. They should eat less irritating things. The fourth son should try to eat a light diet. His body is no longer big. hinder."

Wei Ning glanced at Ming Zhan with a smile, and asked the imperial doctor, "Are there any pills that can clear the throat and sharpen the throat?"

"That's right, Fourth Young Master often eats some, it's beneficial and harmless."

Ming Zhan was even more depressed.

After a while, the imperial doctor left, and the maid brought some porridge and side dishes.

Wei Ning opened another table. Although Wei Ningsheng is gentle and thin, he is the type who has no meat and no joy. He especially likes sweet and sour glutinous food. Wei Ning is not extravagant, he only has six dishes and one soup, and rouge rice.

Ming Zhan glanced at his porridge and the monk's dish that faded out of the bird, and greedily swallowed his saliva with the tip of his chopsticks.

Wei Ning lowered his eyes, took a piece of sweet and sour pot-packed meat in his mouth in a gentle manner, chewed it twice, and said after swallowing, "You are not well yet, so go and drink your porridge at ease. If you want to eat something good, We have to wait until you are safe."

Ming Zhan is very suspicious of the villain mentality, Wei Ning has a villain mentality, and is deliberately greedy for himself.Holding back his masculine spirit, Ming Zhan drank three bowls of white porridge, swept two plates of fresh bamboo shoots, bean curd, vegetarian chicken, and mushrooms, then put down the bowls and chopsticks, and sternly slapped Wei Ning, who was eating in a slow-tempered manner. expressed his disdain.