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

"Lin Chishuang, I've never told you before, don't look at injustice, and I'll tell you about it today." Zhong Linghuai resigned himself to helping Lin Chishuang stop the nosebleed, but the people under him were still crying out for pain. , "biting."

Putting the handkerchief into Lin Chi's mouth to prevent any strange noises, before starting to help Lin Chi pull out the radishes, he even locked the door on purpose.

Zhong Linghuai, whose hands were sore, held up a chamber pot and asked him to release it in it. Hearing Lin Chishuang's first toilet, Zhong Linghuai was relieved, at least it proved that his bladder was not broken, and he patted his forehead with his empty hand , I sighed, what kind of optimism I am.

As soon as his mouth was let go, Lin Chi's face was blushing, and he muttered in a low voice, "Tell me, what do you mean Do not look at evil."

"I—" Zhong Linghuai gave Lin Chishuang a chestnut, "Forget it, we are husband and wife, you can't watch other people take a bath in the future, and you can't stare at others casually, otherwise people will say that you don't have a sense of propriety."

"Well, what do you mean by looking casually? I won't look at people randomly in the future." Lin Chi blinked his eyes, the tails of his eyes were bright red, and his long curly eyelashes were wet and strands, as if he had been raped by someone. "I won't look at other people in the future, I'll always look at you always."

"Chengchengcheng, you have to remember what you said today." Zhong Linghuairuo almost couldn't hold back his sword and stabbed at Lin Chi Shuanghui later.

"When can I sit up?" Lin Chi rolled his black and white eyeballs round and round, and asked softly, with the corners of his lips drawn down, his expression disgusted.

IQ returned to this age, and I was also playful when I was a child, "I will ask Mr. Han later, you have to listen to Mr. Han, Mr. Han said you can get out of bed, you can get out of bed, understand?"

"Understood." Lin Chishuang closed his beautiful peach blossom eyes, and his face returned to the previous paleness, "Come closer, okay?"

When Zhong Linghuai heard the words, he moved closer, thinking that he was injured and weak, and had lost his energy just now, so he leaned closer, his lips felt hot, and Lin Chishuang raised his head lightly, "If I want to do it, I will do it, probably Happy like this."

"You recovered?" Zhong Linghuai was overjoyed, seeing his eyes full of doubts, he realized that it was just Lin Chishuang's lustful nature.

"You ask me to recover, maybe tell me something about my past, maybe I will remember it." Every time Lin Chishuang wanted to recall something, his head hurt like it was about to split open, and he didn't dare to think deeply.

Zhong Linghuai opened his mouth and was about to speak, but said: "Think about it slowly, if you really can't remember it, it's okay, just remember it later."

In fact, he and Lin Chishuang didn't really know each other very well. At the beginning, he was only because of this handsome appearance, and because he wanted to gamble for the rest of his life. If he said too much, he would lose his words. Naturally, he pretended to be stupid. I won't tell him, and besides, I didn't get along well in the past, and in the end, it's not a good memory.

"Yeah." Lin Chishuang stayed up last night, thinking of Zhong Linghuai's words that husband is the one who wants to spend the rest of his life with you, no matter rich or poor, high or low, birth, old age, sickness and death.For a lifetime, he looked at his lifetime, thought for a long time, and figured out what it meant for a lifetime, which meant being together forever and ever.

Another seven days passed without disputes, and Zhong Linghuai was in the kitchen looking through the wooden window, looking at Lin Chishuang with amazing resilience, his legs were still fixed on the bamboo board, sitting on the stone bench, and Han Zimu. With big eyes and small eyes, Han Zimu protected the herbs in front of him, and stared at the naughty elder child, "Don't mess it up, I managed to tidy it up."

"I can move my hands, Ling Huai!" Lin Chishuang didn't listen to Han Zimu's words, picked up a dry medicinal herb, and moved towards Zhong Ling Huai's direction.

Then, thinking that it was dry and unattractive, he threw it away, found another herb that had only been in the sun for a few days, and waved it in Zhong Linghuai's direction.

"Don't disturb Zimu's study, just sit obediently and wait for dinner." Zhong Linghuai looked back and smiled.

Han Bicheng jokingly said, "When he gets up, his cooking skills have improved."

The tip of his nose moved slightly, and he slapped the smell of the food into his nose, "It really smells delicious. People say that a gentleman is far away from the kitchen. How can you do such trivial things as cooking?"

Zhong Linghuai paused his stir-fry hands, and said with a sneer, "When my mother was alive, she would occasionally cook for my father herself. She watched too much, but she didn't expect to cook by herself, and she was talented. If I knew it, I wouldn't be a prime minister. Yes, being ridiculed for being incompetent all day long, being a cook won praise from Mr. Han."

"You said you're used to your cooking, what should I do when Zimu and I move in the future, this stomach will soon be fed by you." Han Bicheng stood with his hands behind his back, with a regretful expression on his face.

Handing a bowl of food to Han Bicheng, he suggested, "Why don't Mr. Han work with the Immortal Doctor and be willing to be a court eagle dog."

He took a few bowls of rice by himself and went straight out.

Four people cooked three bowls of dishes, two meat and one vegetable. Han Zimu was a child and tall, so he naturally ate more. As for Lin Chishuang's injury, he also consumed a lot of food and needed additional supplements.

Since Lin Chishuang came down to the ground, he has always ate well, eats and sleeps without talking, his back is as straight as a tall bamboo, and his bones are noble, even if he is really stupid, his temperament is incomparable to ordinary people , There were two more pieces of meat in the bowl, and the direction where the eyes touched the chopsticks was Lin Chishuang, and then looked up, the man was eating his own food and never looked at him.

It's like a husband and wife who have been together for many years, looking at each other without saying a word. The love that flows through it is like the still water that does not move all the year round, and there are slight waves in the ground. Only when you are in it can you feel it.

Han Zimu also drew a gourd and picked up a piece of meat for Han Bicheng, "Grandpa, you eat too."

"Okay, grandpa, my eldest grandson is finally sensible." Han Bicheng picked up the food with his chopsticks.

Falling flowers and flowing water, spring is gone, the time is hard to come back, the period of March, fleeting, on the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, the sky is very cold, everything at the bottom of the cliff is covered with white snow, lifeless, only the green bamboos are still, awe-inspiring The wind blew wildly, cleared the remaining snow, and was proud and straight.

"The cliff is full of wind and snow. In two days, it will be the Chinese New Year. Mr. Han still wants to leave today." The two stood at the door, snowflakes fell on their wrists, the coolness was swallowed by the heat of their wrists, and their eyes were worried.

"I'm not leaving. Your people should be here soon. This year's Chinese New Year is a lively one. In previous years, it was just me and Zimu." According to Han Bicheng's original plan, he should have left half a month ago, but Zhong Linghuai and his own eyes, I stayed with you for three months.

"I don't know either. This is his person, but he doesn't have any memory." The two of them knew who Zhong Linghuai was referring to.

"Ah—" A scream came from behind the hut.