Married Thrice to Salted Fish

Lin Qingyu refused so resolutely, and brought up Marquis Nan'an as an argument.Mrs. Pan respected and feared the son of the savior, so she didn't dare to say more, so she quickly revealed the matter and talked about the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Lin Qingyu was a little absent-minded.He was negligent and didn't expect this layer.Lu Qiaosong lost the ability to carry on the family line, so the Marquis of Nan'an would naturally focus on Lu Wancheng.Although Lu Wancheng has been ill all the time, it's not impossible to force it.

At night, Lu Wancheng returned to his room after taking a bath, and found that Lin Qingyu looked at him with unpredictable eyes, and immediately had a bad feeling: "What's wrong?"

Lin Qingyu asked: "How are you doing recently?"

Lu Wancheng smiled and said: "You check my pulse every day, you should know better than me what I do."

"I didn't ask about your condition." Lin Qingyu's eyes moved down, landed somewhere, and raised his chin, "Will it... will it still rise?"

Speaking of this, Lu Wancheng felt a little melancholy, and said with resentment in his eyes: "I have been drinking the medicine you prepared, so you have the nerve to ask me."

The side effects of the medicine are temporary, he can recover after stopping the medicine for a few days, or if Lin Qingyu gives him two injections.In other words, whether he can do it or not depends entirely on whether Lin Qingyu lets him do it.

At first, he felt that he had been insulted, but later he accepted it.As Lin Qingyu said, he can't use it after all, if he can't do it, he can't do it, and the struggle is really tiring.

Lin Qingyu nodded: "Then come to me when you need to use it, and I'll give you an injection to wake you up."

Lu Wancheng was surprised: "Why would I use it?"

Lin Qingyu spit out a few words coldly: "Proceed to the next generation, continue the incense."

Lu Wancheng is a smart person, he should be able to understand this point.Sure enough, Lu Wancheng smiled knowingly: "So that's the case, our Qing Yu was talked to."

Lin Qingyu was impatient to beat around the bush with him, and asked, "Do you want to take a concubine?"

Lu Wancheng looked at Lin Qingyu's serious look, and he swallowed the words "Of course not" to his lips, pretending to be conflicted: "I want to, but I don't really want to."

Lin Qingyu frowned slightly: "Speak human words."

"To be honest, I've lived for nearly 20 years, and I've never even held a girl's hand. Before I die, if I can experience the feeling of soft jade, warm and fragrant hugs, it seems pretty good?"

Heh, a few days ago, he was still praising him that there was no one in the room, and the future was promising, but today he was thinking about nephrite jade and fragrance.

damn thing.

Lin Qingyu was about to make a sarcasm when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the upward curve of the corner of the other party's mouth, and sneered in his heart.Lu Wancheng obviously did it on purpose, if he was serious, he would lose.

Lin Qingyu asked calmly: "Then what kind of woman do you like. You tell me, so I can help you."

Lu Wancheng really thought about it seriously, and the answer he gave was quite superficial: "He is beautiful, has a good temper, and won't be mean to me."

"Understood," Lin Qingyu said, "Tomorrow I will pick one for you, go to sleep."

Lu Wancheng was a little confused: "Sleep now?"

"Otherwise? What else do you want to say?"

Lu Wancheng endured and endured, but he still couldn't hold back, and asked through the screen: "Qingyu, you really want to help me get a concubine, right? From the perspective of universal reason, I am your husband."

Lin Qingyu joked: "Husband? Where did I come from? I only have a brother with a different surname, and I am helping myself find a wife. In the future, your children will still call me 'Uncle Lin'."

Lu Wancheng couldn't help beating his chest and stamping his feet: "Can you stop mentioning the matter of asking for help?"

"Why didn't you mention it." Lin Qingyu sneered, "Who was clamoring at that time to marry Jinlan with me and call him a brother?"

Lu Wancheng choked for a while: "Then I regret it. Anyway, we didn't drink blood at the time, so it doesn't matter."

"No, a brother for a day, a brother for life."

"According to what you said, the one-night couple repays Baiye's kindness."

"Indeed," Lin Qingyu said mercilessly, "but you didn't pay homage to me at that time."

Lu Wancheng was so blocked that he couldn't speak, he hugged the pillow and gritted his teeth: "Why didn't my mother come a day earlier..."

Afterwards, Lu Wancheng went to find the Marquis of Nan'an in person.The two of them locked themselves in the study and didn't know what to say. In short, Nan'an Hou stayed in the ancestral hall overnight, and his gray hair grew a lot.The matter of Lu Wancheng taking concubines was left alone.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the remaining summer heat is running out.The sweet-scented osmanthus in the courtyard is just blooming, and the summer clothes are already thin, but I am too lazy to add clothes, as if this can save the midsummer for a while.

Spring is born and autumn is killed, and autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. Lin Qingyu's mood has also been affected by the seasons. For a few days, he has been depressed. No matter who he is, he has a cold face. The food was still intact after half a day.

Lin Qingyu also hated himself for being depressed like this. He didn't know that being depressed was useless.It's a pity that he still can't control his emotions freely.

He was staring at the book in a daze, when the door creaked, Lu Wancheng walked into the study with a plate of snacks, and said with a smile: "Qingyu, let's see what good things I brought you."

Lin Qingyu said: "Thank you, just leave it alone."

Lu Wancheng was dissatisfied: "It's so perfunctory, you didn't even watch it."

Lin Qingyu took a look and saw that it was a newly made sweet-scented osmanthus cake, presumably made from the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard. "I see, go out."

Lu Wancheng stood still.Lin Qingyu knew that he was looking at him, so he was too lazy to respond.He tried to continue reading, but the presence of someone was too strong for him to concentrate.He closed his eyes, raised his eyes and said, "What else do you want?"

Lu Wancheng said softly: "Qingyu, you are angry."

Completely affirm the tone of the statement.

Lin Qingyu said calmly: "I don't." It's not duplicity, he is indeed not angry now, he simply doesn't want to talk.

"Are you angry because I sleep too late?" Lu Wancheng surrounded Lin Qingyu and poked his head around, "Then I won't sleep, okay?"

Lin Qingyu chuckled: "You? Impossible."

Lu Wancheng is also very self-aware: "It seems unlikely. Then how can you be happier?" Lu Wancheng sat down next to him, resting his chin on the table and looking at him, "How about I touch your stomach Muscles? Oh no, I don’t have abs now...then I’ll give you a pat on the head?” As he spoke, he brought his head closer.

Lin Qingyu blocked his eyes with one hand, and pushed Lu Wancheng away with the other: "Leave me alone, okay?"

Lu Wancheng reluctantly said: "Okay, then you remember to eat something."

As soon as Lu Wancheng walked out of the study, Huan Tong immediately greeted him: "How is it, little lord?"

Lu Wancheng shook his head.

Huantong was a little anxious: "What's wrong with the young master, he hasn't eaten all day."

Lu Wancheng thought for a while, and said: "It shouldn't be my problem, otherwise he would have just let me go. By the way, when will the Imperial Medical Office release the exam results?"

Huantong suddenly realized: "It's today!"

"Sure enough," Lu Wancheng looked back at the thin silhouette falling on the window, "This is going to be difficult, and I can't be coaxed."

Huan Tongye was worried: "Then what should I do?"

"What can I do if I can't coax you well," Lu Wancheng said lazily, "Go back to sleep."

Huantong was greatly disappointed: "How can you be so young, you are too good at retreating in spite of difficulties."

Lu Wancheng nodded Huantong's head: "Believe me, your young master just wants to be alone now, so let's not bother him. Besides, I believe he can adjust himself."

Hearing the footsteps of the two going away, Lin Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

In the past, no matter what troubled you, as long as he was accompanied by medical books, Lin Qingyu could always calm down.But now, he tried his best to stare at every word in the book, but he couldn't read it. He was restless, fidgeting, and didn't know where his mind was.

Lin Qingyu left the Blue Wind Pavilion alone, and walked aimlessly in the mansion.There are many fallen leaves in the palm garden, and I know it is autumn.When he first arrived at Hou's Mansion, it was still snowing and a charcoal pot was burning in the house.But in the blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed.

The Marquis of Nan'an was often not in the mansion, Lu Qiaosong of the Liang clan recuperated behind closed doors, and Lu Niantao was too tired to run around in front of the sickbed of the two of them, and seldom showed up.Unknowingly, he became the real master of the Hou Mansion.The servants respected and feared him when they saw him, and no one seemed to remember the humiliation and humiliation of marrying into the Hou's residence as a man at that time.

Lin Qingyu looked up at the square vermilion high wall, as if he could still hear the cries of vendors outside.At the gate of the Imperial Medical Office on Si Tiao Street of Li Hou Mansion, I don't know what kind of lively scene it is.His former classmates, those who are not as good as him, those who are jealous of him, are they all standing in front of the list, looking for their names with anticipation and fear.

If he hadn't felt compassion for Lu Wancheng, and hadn't asked for an extra six months for Lu Wancheng, where would he be at this moment.

As the autumn wind blows, Lin Qingyu spreads out his hands, letting the sweet-scented osmanthus fall into his palm, and makes a wish——

He is willing to fast for seven days in exchange for the person he hates to fall out of the ranking.

That's right, he has such a villainous heart, but he just can't see the people he hates living better than him.

Lin Qingyu imagined Tan Qizhi's expression after he failed the ranking, and he felt a little better.There were hurried footsteps behind him, he turned around and saw Huantong running out of breath: "Master is overjoyed!"

"What joy can I have?"

"Tan, Tan Qizhi failed the ranking!"

Lin Qingyu was taken aback.

Huantong said excitedly: "In addition to Tan Qizhi, there is also the prince who said you look like a woman, and Mr. Liang who slandered you for cheating in the quiz...Young master, those people you don't like all failed the exam! Isn't this a great joy ?"

Only then did Lin Qingyu come to his senses: "Did you go to the Imperial Medical Office?"

"Yeah, I went to see the Imperial Medical Bureau to release the list."

"Who told you to go?" After Lin Qingyu asked, he already had the answer in his heart.

"It's Young Master," Huan Tong said, "He said the young master should like to hear this."

Lin Qingyu's mood was indescribably complicated.Why did Lu Wancheng even know his secret and vicious thoughts?Who the hell is he!

Lin Qingyu dropped the sweet-scented osmanthus in his hand: "I'm going back."

Back at Lanfeng Pavilion, Lin Qingyu subconsciously looked for Lu Wancheng.People didn't see it, but heard a clear whistle like a warbler's cry.

Following the prestige, I saw Lu Wancheng sitting on the porch with his back leaning against the fence, his posture was as lazy and casual as ever.After meeting his eyes, Lu Wancheng put down his whistle hand, and there was a rising smile at the end of his voice: "I'm back, come and eat."

The young man leaning on the railing under the corridor smiled and saw that the world was not worried.

Lin Qingyu thought to himself, he gave up the triennial exam in exchange for the life of the person in front of him for half a year, no matter how he thought it would be a loss to him.

Fortunately, Lu Wancheng whistled well, it seems... not a complete loss.

Lin Qingyu showed a smile, the smile was like a cloudy moon: "Okay."

The author has something to say: the second watch is at night~

①From Tao Yuanming's "Remuneration for Liu Chaisang"