A foolish king has a disease, a male concubine has medicine

"This box is not bad. It's good to use as a bed when I carry it back." This was Zhong Linghuai's first thought when he saw the box was about two steps long and half a foot wide. The big pit is deeper, "How to get it out."

Before he finished speaking, Han Bicheng slammed his palm towards the ground, the box jumped out of the pit into the air, pushed it to the right, and fell to the ground intact.Zhong Linghuai, who was completely stunned, couldn't help giving him a thumbs up.

He opened the box casually, and there was a stack of bank notes on the top of the clothes, there were more than a dozen of them. Looking at the denomination, it was [-] taels.Zhong Linghuai handed the silver ticket to Han Bicheng who was standing aside, "Mr. Han, please take these first, can you help me carry this box back, and leave the other things in it aside, I will just make a few more trips." .”

"Okay." Han Bicheng joked yesterday whether the guards knew what to put there. Today, I saw that it was complete, even the bank notes were ready, and they were bank notes common to the three countries. It was extremely convenient to withdraw money. He smiled. Stuffing the banknotes into his arms, he and Han Zimu would have to move again in a few months, and there was always something to spend money on.

Han Bicheng didn't feel sorry for Zhong Linghuai, a man leaning on a bamboo stick, so he gave him the changed clothes inside and other things, closed the box, put it on his shoulders, turned around and walked away.

There were so many clothes, not to mention winter clothes, so much clothes, the already thin Zhong Linghuai couldn't handle it, so he limped towards the hut with a bamboo stick.

Han Bicheng put the box in the room where Lin Chishuang lived. Under the box, a few pieces of wood with even cuts were placed, making the box as high as the bed. When communicating with smart people, they will know that you are coming here before you open your mouth. What the object does.

There are many things in the box, ranging from bedding to chamber pots, and even several pairs of bowls and chopsticks. In order to prevent it from being broken at a high place, there are also specially made wooden bowls. Han Bicheng took his own medicinal materials, closed the box and left, and the boy saw him. Grandpa took the medicinal materials and asked curiously, "Grandpa, where did you get these things?"

"Your little brother's subordinates threw it from the cliff." Han Bicheng turned around and couldn't see the shadow.

"Are you the prince?" Han Zimu still remembered hearing his little brother say Yuan Wang that day.

"What is the prince, I just remember that I usually call myself the hall." Lin Chishuang shook his head.

"It really is a fool." Han Zimu lamented why the little brother married a fool.

"Come closer, I seem to remember something." Spring water is hidden in the peach blossom eyes, like a jar of old wine buried in the ground, fermenting slightly, with a soft voice that seduces people's hearts.

Immediately, Han Zimu was bewildered by the beauty, and he went in, only to see Lin Chi opened his mouth to bite Han Zimu, although Han Zimu retreated in time, there were two bloodstains on his face.

When Zhong Linghuai came back, Lin Chishuang's eyes were patted with golden beans, Han Zimu covered his face, pointed his pale little finger at Lin Chishuang's nose, and after talking for a long time, there was only one word you.

"Zimu, what's the matter with you." Zhong Linghuai threw the clothes on the stool, saw him cover his face, and gently opened the covered area with his fingertips, only to see two bloodstains imprinted on it.

Seeing Zhong Linghuai who was like a banished fairy, the little boy suddenly threw himself into Zhong Linghuai's arms, the grievance in his eyes couldn't be restrained, and he let it out with the force of breaking a dike. "He bit, I'll beat him for you."

"No, it's my fault. I said that he is a fool, so it's normal to be angry." Han Zimu is young, but he is sensible, but he feels wronged, and his heart is even more aggrieved.

"Let me say sorry for you on his behalf. Zimu is generous, will he forgive him?" Zhong Linghuai comforted Han Zimu in his arms, passed his hands under his armpit, and hugged him into his arms. A child said, "Let's go, let's ask your grandpa to apply some herbal medicine, otherwise it will disfigure and it won't look good."

After comforting the little boy for a long time, Zhong Linghuai finally had time to visit his husband, who turned his head towards the bed, "Chi Shuang."

After calling out his name several times in a low voice, Lin Chishuang just turned his head farther away, and his little head with scattered black hair wanted to stick it to the wall.

That's right, this old man is angry with him. Zhong Linghuai took the clothes from the stool and folded them up one by one. There was a cornered Eight Immortals table at the end of the bed in the room, and the folded clothes were placed there, leaving only A set to be changed today.Tear off the spun yarn stuck to the inside of the box and use it to cover the clothes to prevent dust.

Went to boil two pots of hot water, and did everything by himself, Zhong Linghuai now knows why when people write time travel, it is the identity of ghosts and gods who are shocking and weeping, otherwise they have to move a bathtub, boil water, carry water, Washing and cooking, the kind of script where you can hook up with the young master dressed as a maid is really nonsense, how can you finish this day-to-day work.

The sound of the water was mighty, like the wind blowing across the river, stirring up waves in people's hearts. Behind Lin Chishuang, there was the sound of water shaking, which scratched people's itch, and couldn't help turning around to take a look.

The bathtub covered the scenery below the two dogwoods, and the room was dark, but Lin Chishuang had a background in martial arts, and it was not difficult to see things at night. His complexion was fair, his collarbone was straight and straight, and his long hair was beaten by water. Wet, clinging to the body, the steam is dyed, the complexion is pale pink, the phoenix eyes are faint, and the cloth is scrubbed vigorously for himself.

Such a Zhong Linghuai, hooked Lin Chi's soul, and saw that Zhong Linghuai had already washed, and walked out of the bathtub with boundless spring scenery, with his back to Lin Chi, wiped off the water stains, his waistline was thin, and he wiped his clothes after wearing The hairy Zhong Linghuai only heard a loud noise behind him, turned his head to see that nothing happened, and got the water out first.

"Chi Shuang, what's the matter with you?" When he entered the door, Lin Chishuang's low weeping voice came into Zhong Linghuai's ears, ignoring his own hair, he pulled it back casually, and climbed onto the bed to see Lin Chishuang's expression.

"Ling Huai, am I going to die? I'm bleeding, and, woo woo, and, my bottom hurts." Lin Chishuang turned his face, the nosebleed under the tip of his nose couldn't stop flowing out, Zhong Linghuai Glancing at the painful part that Lin Chishuang said, Lin Chishuang was wearing a thin layer of deep clothes for the convenience of wiping. Zhong Linghuai was stunned to see the place raised by the quilt. What did you see, you can be so impulsive.

Picking up a handkerchief and wiping Lin Chishuang's nosebleed, Zhong Linghuai thought about it for a while, he was the only one who took a bath in this room, and looking into Lin Chishuang's eyes, there was an inexplicable strangeness.

Is this a reaction to watching him take a bath? ? ? ? ?

It's not scientific, is it? ? ? ? ? ?

Didn't he become stupid? ? ? ? ?

Is this reaction really manly? ? ? ? ?