Tong Yangxiao's "daughter-in-law"

The young man in Tsing Yi, who had woken up, raised his hand and slapped Song Yitong severely when Song Yitong was feeding him the medicine, and knocked over the medicine with his slap.

Raising her eyebrows slightly, Zi Mei saw that Song Yitong turned her head angrily to look at the door, but when she saw him, her face suddenly turned into embarrassment. , suddenly became excited, obviously weak but still looking like he was going to grab someone.

"Young Mistress? What's wrong with Young Mistress? Return Mistress to Master, what do you want to do!"

Hearing that the young man raised his head when he fell off the bed and suddenly yelled loudly, frowning slightly, Zi Mei hated the young man's noisy appearance, not to mention that he used such a title of "young mistress".

Seeing that Zi Mei frowned, Song Yitong quickly turned around and clicked on the young man in Tsing Yi's dumb acupoint, and whispered viciously, "Be quiet, dead wood!"

After being hit on the dumb point, the boy still looked up and stared fiercely at Song Yitong with wide eyes, and then raised his hand to slap him again, but this time, Song Yitong grabbed the hand that wanted to hit someone in advance, but although the boy was slapped He held hands, but stared at Song Yitong with intense anger and injury in his eyes, as well as a shocking hatred.

Seeing Mu Nan's eyes suddenly, Song Yitong was also shocked. He never thought that a simple child would look at him with such complicated eyes one day, and the trace of hatred made him at a loss and made him feel a little , faint heart-wrenching pain... He who never felt guilty, actually felt guilty at this moment...

Could it be... no!It's impossible for him to have special feelings for Mu Nan!He just wanted to straighten this stupid, stiff, stupid piece of wood!

Just thinking about it, Zimei's impatient voice came from behind, "Song Yitong, what are you still in a daze for, come quickly and see Qing'er, he seems to have a fever, why did you have a fever after taking that medicine?" Like this? Qing'er's face is burning red, and her body is scalding hot!"

Speaking, Zi Mei saw that there was no room for An Lingqing in this room, and he was unwilling to put An Lingqing in someone else's room, so he carried An Lingqing back to the room first.

Touched Mu Nan's acupoints, then carried him back to the bed, helped Mu Nan adjust his sleeping position, and let him lie on the bed more comfortably. Song Yitong never looked at Mu Nan's hateful eyes again, just Turning around as if evading, he picked up the medicine box beside the bed and hurriedly followed.

That's why Song Yitong didn't see the pain in Mu Nan's eyes when he turned around, and the phrase that he could only see the shape of his mouth but couldn't make a sound, "Bastard!"

After careful inspection, Song Yitong took out a porcelain bottle from the medicine box and handed it to Zi Mei, and said, "Because of taking that kind of drug for a long time, and Mr. Anling's body is already weak, and some can't bear the effect of the drug, so I can't bear it." It will cause a high fever, and if you take this pill with food, the fever should subside soon."

Sitting on the side of the bed, Zi Mei was about to let Song Yitong go out, but he heard him say, "Master, you said before that as long as you do this well, you can ask for some rewards from you. I wonder if this is still valid?"

Zi Mei fed the pills to An Lingqing, then asked him to drink some water, and raised her hands to smooth his back for him, then let him lean on her chest lightly, without turning her head, said lightly, "It's for that call Mu Nan's kid, right?"

It's no surprise that Zi Mei would guess her own thoughts, Song Yitong just knelt down on one knee and said respectfully, "I hope the leader will make it happen and leave Mu Nan to me."

Waving her hand, Zi Mei said calmly, "As long as he doesn't get in the way of my affairs, I won't bother with him. It's just that I hate noisy people. Take care of your people and let him be quiet."

With a smile on his face, Song Yitong replied repeatedly, "Yes, thank you, the leader. The subordinates will definitely see Mu Nan, and don't let him talk too much, and do things that make the leader unhappy."

"En... go." After answering softly, Zi Mei suddenly remembered something, and ordered, "Let Zi Ling bring some light food to the room, and you can handle the rest by yourself. The town seems to be taking some time, let Zi Ling take care of everything first."

"Yes." After answering, Song Yitong put away the medicine box and exited the door, and closed the door gently.

The Sword Discussion Conference ended with Nangong Ye overpowering all heroes and finally winning the laurel crown. Naturally, Nangong Ye became the new leader of the martial arts youth, and since then he has also won the title with the beautiful and fast sword, the Frightening Sword The law became famous all over the world.

At this time, another "Eighteen Miles" was staged at the gate of Shangguan's house. I saw Liu Yi holding the hand of the boy "An Lingqing" in white and muttering slowly, while Nangong Rui kept echoing Then, Qian Bi Xiaozi was also ordered by Nangong Ye to return to Nangong Mansion, and sadly surrounded the teenagers crying for their fate.

Nangong Ye sat quietly in the carriage, took out a small talisman from his arms, and called softly, "Qiaoqiu, come out." As soon as the words fell, a furry fox appeared in the carriage out of thin air Inside.

Frowning slightly, Nangong Ye looked at the white fox with fluffy white fur with some disgust, and used his internal force to transmit a voice to Li Luo, who was looking at him with big wronged eyes, "Go to your mother and protect him secretly , and you can't let him be eaten tofu, you know?"

Li Luo blinked her round eyes with some doubts, looked outside, then looked back at Nangong Ye, and said to Nangong Ye with sound transmission, "Mother is outside! Daddy let Qiuqiu arrive Where can I find Mother Qingqing?"

He stretched out his hand and slapped Liluo on the head, Nangong Ye looked like he hated iron and steel, and said viciously to Liluo, "You really only know how to eat, the longer you grow, the fatter you are, and you can't even tell if your mother is real or not." Out!"

The little fox immediately sat up aggrieved, then covered his head with two front paws, looked outside pitifully with his ears drooped, then turned back to look at Nangong Ye, and sent a voice to Nangong Ye full of accusations, " Father is unreasonable, so mother's spirit ball will not be mistaken, it is mother!"

Slightly squinting his eyes, Nangong Ye decided not to say anything to Li Luo, but just glanced at Li Luo lightly, then opened the curtain of the carriage and walked down, not bothering to listen to Li Luo who muttered to herself in surprise, "Hey Eh? Eh? Why does Qiuqiu have two mothers? This one has the breath of a mother, so does the other one? But...the one over there seems to have more aura..."

Shaking his head, Li Luo finally decided not to think about it, turned around and disappeared, and decided to go to see the mother over there that his father asked him to find... Huh!Let him know which one is fake, he will not be kind!

The mighty distressed day slanted, and the whip pointed eastward to the end of the world.

Fallen flowers are not heartless things, into Chunni more quadrangle.

The author has something to say: Hehe~~ Qiuqiu is such a cute fat doll!

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43. The 42nd Chapter Prosperous Things Scatter the Fragrant Dust...

A few flutes sounded in the dream, in the dream the dark crows in the south of the Yangtze River had long since disappeared, but I saw the peach pistils in front of the window as delicate as tired, obviously the leaves were rustling and the wind was blowing, but inside the crystal curtain the temple clouds were loose, and there was a sound of slanting wind and drizzle. , Flying catkins are dancing at night, looming in the depths of Qulan, it is the willow twigs under the moonlight after dusk.

The distant and melodious flute sounds entwined with lingering love, but also revealed a bit of inexplicable sadness, struggling to open the heavy eyelids, frowning tightly, and slowly, finally opened them Eye.

The sound of the flute was still echoing in my ears, like complaints and admiration, like weeping and complaints, I wanted to turn my head to see where the sound of the flute came from, but found that my body was heavy and stiff, and I couldn't even move my neck even a little. He found that even his voice was hoarse, and he could only quietly open his eyes and look at the top of the white gauze bed.

At this time, the sound of the flute suddenly became agitated like a broken silver bottle. It was no longer limited to the love of children in Jiangnan, the water town, but the domineering arrogance of pointing the country and slamming Fang Qiu. However, listening to it, it seemed like From this majestic music, I heard a bit of loneliness, a bit of loneliness that is too cold at a high place.

Gradually, the sound of the flute finally returned to calm again, a bit of indifference revealed in the faint sadness, and the corners of the mouth were slightly bent. This kind of calm always gives people a feeling of tolerance and greatness, and the mood will always be in such a sound of flute. Become calm, like water, not in a hurry.

If possible, what An Lingqing wants to do most at this time is to take off the jade flute around his waist, and play a song with the person who plays such a flute, imitating the ancients, and making friends with music, but although he can't move, he can't stop it. He wants to meet the idea of ​​blowjob guy.

The sound of the flute had faded away, and An Lingqing regained his thoughts. Looking at the pure white top of the bed, he felt a little strange. The bed curtain in the Shangguan's guest room seemed to be not this color, it seemed to be pale yellow. , instead of the white you see now.

There were footsteps approaching, softly, even almost silently, and An Lingqing felt even more strange. The footsteps sounded strange and familiar to him, but they must not be the people around him. He tried to open his mouth to speak, An Lingqing was pleasantly surprised to find that he could make a sound, "Who... are you? Where is this?"

Zi Mei was overjoyed when she heard this indistinct question, and she was also slightly relieved. After all, An Lingqing had had a fever for so long, and it finally subsided, but she was still asleep. He never thought that An Lingqing His body was so weak that he couldn't bear the heavier medicine.

Thinking of Song Yitong's words that An Lingqing's body might be stiff and unable to move when he just woke up, Zi Mei hurriedly strode to the bed, lifted the bed curtain, then sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and touched An Lingqing's body. forehead, and asked softly, "Qing'er, you finally woke up, is there any other discomfort?"

Seeing that it was Zi Mei, An Lingqing was also very surprised, his eyes widened, and he asked hard, "Zi Mei