Rebirth of the fairy in the painting

An Xining never knew that Zihua knew medical skills, so he approached him worriedly, but Zihua shook his head at him, took the medicine box handed over by the old doctor and went into the room.

On the bed, Zongbing Lin was lying unconscious, his brows were tightly wrinkled, his lips were pale and cracked, and he lacked the energy he had when they first met.The body has been changed into clean clothes, and the wound on the head has also been carefully bandaged. Blood seeps through the gauze, and it is red all over.

Of course Zihua doesn't have any medical skills, but he has magical powers.Standing still in front of Zongbing Lin's bed, a ball of white light appeared between Zihua's fingers, and after concentrating for a moment, he shot towards Zongbing Lin on the bed.

After the white light touched Zongbing Lin, it was about to envelop him. After a while, the white light gradually weakened, as if absorbed by Zongbing Lin's body. His face had returned to rosy, and his breathing had calmed down. Be lifeless again.

Zi Hua withdrew his hand, and suddenly took a few steps back, until he was blocked by the round table behind him, he managed to hold his hand so as not to fall, his face was pale, beads of sweat dripped down his forehead, his expression was extremely tired.

After resting for a long time, he calmed down his breathing, supported his body and went to open the door, and said to Madam Lin and Lin Jingxuan who looked anxious outside: "Mrs. back to normal."

Mrs. Lin felt relaxed when she heard this, clasped her hands together and said to heaven, "Oh Amitabha, thank you for your blessing!"

Lin Jingxuan also smiled happily and said: "Mother, you should really thank Brother Zihua, he saved Dad's life."

"That's right, that's right, I'm so stupid, thank you son for saving my master's life."

Mrs. Lin was about to kneel down as she said that, but was stopped by Zi Hua: "Mrs. Lin, this is impossible, get up quickly."

An Xining saw that his complexion was not good, his lips were turning pale, and he was very worried, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help him, and said: "Mrs. Lin, since Mr. Lin is fine, you should go and see him first. I will help his son first." Go back and rest."

Lin Jingxuan didn't realize that Zihua was wrong until now, he had barely supported himself just now, although he felt strange but didn't ask too much, he hurriedly called the servant girl to take the two of them to the wing room to rest.

After entering the room, An Xining sent the servant girl out, and lay down on the bed with Zihua supported. Seeing his tired expression, he was heartbroken. After struggling for a while, he took off his outer robe and climbed onto the bed. Zi Hua hugged him in front of him, with his chin resting on the top of his hair, feeling like he was holding his whole world.

Zihua laughed lightly, and the breath sprayed on his neck, which was a little itchy, but An Xining was reluctant to scratch: "What are you laughing at? Why don't you take a rest, I didn't look at you for a moment, you made yourself so How embarrassing, you don’t have to risk your own life to save someone.”

Zihua hummed: "I laugh when I want to laugh, and save when I want to save, don't worry about it."

An Xining was not happy anymore, and made a gesture to push him away: "Leave me alone, right? Then I'll go."

Just when she was about to get up, Zi Hua held her back: "You also said that you will follow me in the future, and you gave me a face when I said just one word?"

How could An Xining dare, he was just trying to scare him, but instead of scaring Zihua, he frightened himself, lay back and hugged Zihua and said, "How dare I throw face at you, dote on me It's too late, you are so unscrupulous because I like you."

"Oh?" Zihua looked at him with raised eyebrows, "You don't like it?"

"I like it, how dare I not like it, I like you to death." An Xining wrapped Zihua's legs around him, and wrapped him up with a quilt, lest he catch a cold.

"An Xining, who allowed you to come to my bed?"

An Xining's face instantly turned bitter: "The little one is here to warm your bed."

Satisfied, Zihua patted his head appreciatively, just like he usually pats a little wolf, making An Xining even more depressed.

"An Xining."

Zihua called again, and the depressed An Xining pressed him into his arms: "Ancestor, you usually don't say a word for a long time, but today you want to rest, why do you talk more?"

The corners of Zi Hua's lips curled up slightly: "I'm happy."

An Xining surrendered: "That Zi Hua has something to say, you little one will listen."

Instead, Zi Hua stopped talking and buried her head: "No more, go to bed!"

Then no matter how An Xining asked, he never opened his mouth again. In fact, what he wanted to say just now was that since the two of them had already slept together, he would definitely be responsible for him.

The next day, when Zongbing Lin woke up from his lethargy, Mrs. Lin wept with joy, and hurriedly invited Zihua and the others to come over and thank him face to face.

Seeing An Xining's arrival, Zongbing Lin on the hospital bed hurriedly wanted to get out of bed to pay respects, but was stopped by An Xining: "Zongbing Lin is injured, so he shouldn't move too much, so the ceremony will be avoided."

Zongbing Lin was very grateful: "Thank you for your forgiveness."

An Xining just smiled and said nothing, just kidding, Zi Hua spent so much effort to save your life, if there is another accident, wouldn't it be a waste of Zi Hua's good intentions?

"Master, this young man in white is the benefactor who saved you yesterday." Mrs. Lin supported Zongbing Lin and introduced him. She was extremely grateful to Zi Hua.

Zongbing Lin's eyes lit up, and he clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your life-saving grace, my lord. I will never forget your kindness. If you have any orders from me, feel free to ask me. Even if I risk my life, I will do it for you."

Zihua even said he didn't dare: "Master Lin is serious, it's his duty to save lives and heal the wounded, how dare he say thank you."

Lin Zongbing showed admiration on his face: "Young master has such a narrow heart, I really admire you."

An Xining was watching the interaction between the two, and couldn't help thinking about it, he stepped forward and said, "Since Zi Hua and Lin Zongbing are so close, why don't you recognize your adoptive father?"

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Lin was the first to be overjoyed. She had only one son under her knees and had no other children. However, Zongbing Lin was loyal to her all his life and never took concubines.

They also thought about adopting a son and a half daughter, but they have never found a satisfactory one. Now that the fifth prince's proposal is like this, it is in their hands. In addition, Zihua is the great benefactor of their family, and he is a good-looking person. He looks decent and pleasing to the eye. If you let him be your son, you will be the most happy, but...

Mrs. Lin was in trouble, and she saw that she was full of joy, and she was 12 percent willing, so she didn't know if she was willing to be her son. ah.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Lin hesitated to speak and looked at Zihua: "Of course our old couple can't wish for it, so I don't know what the young master wants."

Zihua has always had a good impression of Lin Zongbing's family. Since he had his own memory, he didn't know there was a family. He has always been alone and lived alone. , he was moved, moved, and wanted to experience the love and infatuation in this world, if there is still a home...

Zihua cast his eyes on Lin Zongbing and Mrs. Lin who were looking at Yin Yin, and he couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart, but he didn't understand why An Xining would make such a suggestion.

An Xining seemed to know his doubts, took his hand and clenched it tightly, and then showed it to Lin Zongbing and the others. As expected, he saw that they were shocked, but he didn't mind at all, and pampered him. Looking at Zihua, he said: "As you can see, this palace and Zihua are in love with each other."

"Your Highness, you..."

"Lin Zongbing, this hall admits that the proposal to let Zihua be your adoptive son is really not purely motivated. This hall has long planned to let the emperor marry him after returning to Beijing this time, but Zihua is an orphan. I am afraid that even if the emperor agrees I can't give him a good status, but this palace doesn't want to wrong my beloved, so I want you to accept him as a son and fulfill my infatuation."

What An Xining said was frank, and every sentence came from the heart, which moved Lin Zongbing and the others.

"Your Highness is deeply affectionate."

An Xining smiled: "It's just a matter of love. In fact, there is another reason because this palace feels that you are destined to be with Zihua. Zihua has never valued others so much. That's why this palace made this proposal. After hearing this, I don't know. Are you still willing?"

"Of course I would. With such a good son, I would wake up from my dreams with laughter." Mrs. Lin immediately said, looking at Zihua, "Your Highness, would you like it too?"

Zi Hua smiled and nodded slightly. Mrs. Lin was overjoyed, she got up and grabbed his hand and called out, "Zi Hua."

Lin Jingxuan was also listening happily, and reminded at this time: "Zi Hua, hurry up and call mother."

Zihua blushed suddenly, hesitated for a long while before calling mother.

Mrs. Lin burst into a smile on the spot, holding Zihua and never letting go, the more she watched, the more she was satisfied, she really wanted to hurt him to the core, Lin Zongbing was not satisfied, and the group of people gathered around to kiss each other, But leaving him alone on the hospital bed is simply lonely and cold.

She pretended to cough several times before attracting the attention of the person on the other side. Mrs. Lin now has a son and forgot her husband, and her eyes are full of Zihua, but she didn't realize Lin Zongbing's intention for a while. Said: "Zihua, your mother has already called you, so should you call me too?"

Lin Zongbing gave his son a look of praise, and then looked at Zihua eagerly, Zihua blushed, the first mother called out, and the next call of father was much easier, he walked to Lin Zongbing Stepping up to him, covered him with the quilt, and called out: "Father."

"Okay, okay!" Zongbing Lin nodded again and again, with tears in his eyes, his situation is not too bad if he is old.

An Xining took the opportunity to go up and embrace Zi Hua and said, "Then, can this hall call father-in-law and mother-in-law in advance?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zihua secretly gave him an elbow. An Xining slid down covering the wound in an instant, and looked at him incredulously with his eyes open: "Zihua, you actually murdered your own husband."

Zihua smiled but said, "If you continue to talk nonsense in front of your elders, I will let you stay in love with your second wife and third wife for the rest of your life."