Little Ancestor, Marry Me

Chapter 23

"It's really raining harder and harder..." Bai Qi muttered to himself.

I wanted to set up the window of Su Changliu's bedroom to create a small gap for the young master to breathe, but just as I opened the window, a gust of wind mixed with cold rain came in through the gap in an instant, making Bai Qi shiver from the cold. Close the windows tightly.

Then Bai Qi picked up the rag and wiped the rainwater that drifted in from the window sill, put down the rag again, wiped his hands clean, walked lightly to Su Changliu's bedside, and stretched out his hand to feel the temperature of his forehead.

It has almost faded, and I should sleep for another two days.

Bai Qi sighed, rubbed his eyes lightly, his eyes were already a little bloodshot, and his eyes were also black and blue, so he sat down at the table and poured himself a cup of hot tea to refresh himself.

Cui Zhu gently pushed open the door, put the rain-stained yellow oil-paper umbrella outside the door, stomped his feet to try to shake off the rain on his feet, and then left with a white porcelain bowl After entering, he closed the door gently, for fear of disturbing Su Changliu by making any noise.

Then Cui Zhu carefully placed the white porcelain bowl on the table, and uncovered another large bowl that was covered on top of the white porcelain bowl.

When Bai Qi saw Cui Zhu coming in, he didn't say much, but looked over curiously.

The thing contained in the white porcelain bowl looks like clear water, and it still exudes heat, but it has a little bit of milky white color. After sniffing, there is a faint fragrance of medicine.

"A new medicine?"

Cui Zhu replied in a low voice, looking at Bai Qi's tired face, obviously taking care of Su Changliu for a whole night, said: "... Shall I feed it to the young master?"

Bai Qi covered her mouth and yawned, then looked at Cui Zhu worriedly: "Are you okay?"

"Okay." Cui Zhu said, "I'll stand for you for a while, you rest."

"... Let's do it," Bai Qi was really sleepy, but she was still a little worried, and said, "If you burn the young master and choke the young master, my sister's whip will not have eyes."

Cui Zhu nodded solemnly and said, "No."

Then Bai Qi yawned and went around to the side room in the room where the servants rested.

Having not slept all night and worrying about Su Changliu's body, Bai Qi was already exhausted, lying on the bed, and fell asleep in a short time.

Cui Zhu picked up Shang Wen's medicine, and approached Su Changliu's bedside lightly.

Su Changliu was still in a coma, and his normally pale face had lost half of its color, his light-colored thin lips were also turning white, and his breathing was extremely shallow.

If it weren't for the slight ups and downs of the chest, the whole person would be almost indistinguishable from a corpse.

"...Master?" Cui Zhu's heart twitched when he saw it, and he called out in a hoarse voice, and suddenly remembered that Su Changliu hadn't woken up since he had a fever, so he pursed his lips and sat down, picked up the small spoon and scooped it out carefully He took a little potion from the bowl and gently fed it into Su Changliu's mouth.

After confirming that Su Changliu could swallow it, he slowly fed the whole bowl of medicine little by little.

Not a drop was wasted.

After feeding the medicine, Cui Zhu put the bowl aside, touched Su Changliu's forehead, and found that he was basically normal, so he didn't leave, just sat on the side and stared blankly at the sleeping Su Changliu.

At first, he didn't have a good impression of this young master.

Although Mr. Su is considered his half-savior, on the way to bring him back to Sujiazhuang, he kept saying how good his eldest son is, and the girl who proposed marriage has never been broken since Su Changliu was just fifteen years old. , a picture showing off her baby son.

However, Cui Zhu habitually associates this kind of son with a golden spoon in his mouth, who comes from a wealthy family, and who can't lift his hands or shoulders, with those dude second-generation ancestors in the capital.

The Second Generation Ancestor always looked down upon others, so it was inevitable that he did not have a good impression of the young master of the Su family.

Until that day I arrived at Sujiazhuang.

Cui Zhu felt that Sujiazhuang was like a paradise.

In this troubled world where the king is in power, the north is already full of devastation in his eyes, and the rotten stench hidden under the shiny skin makes him sick, but here it is clean and pure enough to make people feel comfortable.

Ordinary people will not quarrel and fight for petty gains.

The women are all gentle and meticulous, and they all speak in Wu Nong's soft language, and people with temper can't bear to get angry at them.

Cui Zhu buried his past, together with the gun and the brocade box, on the barren hill.

When I first arrived at the Su Mansion, I didn't see the eldest son that Master Su was thinking of.

The return of old man Su was a major event, even Su Yiyi, who was a few years old, came out to greet his father.

Su Changliu was not even half a figure.

But old man Su didn't ask any more questions, he happily hugged Su Yiyi and walked around in the yard.

Cui Zhu thought to himself, he really is no different from those dudes.

Only later did he know that Su Changliu suffered from severe wind and cold in those few days, and he couldn't even get out of bed.

Originally, Cui Zhu asked Mr. Su to arrange for him to be a nursing home. Who knew that once Cui Zhu fried a snack made of small fish, Mr. Su ate it. He admired his cooking skills and immediately threw him into the kitchen.

...It wasn't until more than a month later that Cui Zhu saw the young master Su Changliu whom Mr. Su was always talking about.

At that time, Cui Zhu had fully adapted to being a cook, and gradually became more comfortable cooking.

He wasn't a servant in the first place, and Mr. Su got along very well with people along the way, so he didn't dismiss him on the spot. At first, he brought him back because he wanted to treat him like a guest.

Cui Zhu said that it was a great kindness for Mr. Su to bring him back, and if he didn't do something, he would be ashamed.That's how I became a cook.

In fact, he also likes to cook.

When I met Su Changliu, it was a summer full moon night.

The silver moon is like a plate, with few stars, the moonlight is like water, and the moonlight dyes a pool of lotus.

Cui Zhu got a jug of wine given to him by a nursing home, dug out his usual fried fish and peanuts, put it on a plate, and sat cross-legged on a relatively flat boulder by the pool with the wine in his hand, staring at the moon. Enjoy the beautiful scenery with good wine.

"Can I have a taste?"

A gentle and clear voice suddenly sounded in his ears, Cui Zhu was caught off guard and was startled, almost spilling the wine in his hand, when he turned around, he saw a young man with very good-looking eyebrows and eyes standing under the stone.

The man was only wearing a simple blue and white single-clothes, with loose black hair, slightly raised his head to look at him, his eyes were like an extremely pure lake on the plateau, and a moon that was more beautiful than the silver moon in the sky was reflected in it.

Seeing Cui Zhu turn his head, Brother Gongzi's eyes slightly curved, a round of beautiful moon suddenly shattered into thousands of stars, dancing in the lake-like eyes, it was so beautiful.

Cui Zhu's heart trembled suddenly, and he just felt a slight numbness spreading from his heart just now, he was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, and hastily handed the dish that was put aside to the person.

The man smiled, stretched out his hand to pick up a fried golden and crispy fish, put it in his mouth and chewed it, his eyes lit up a little, he seemed to like the taste quite a bit.

"Well... I'll give you whatever you like." Cui Zhu didn't know why, as if he couldn't move, he jumped off the boulder stiffly, staggered two steps and almost fell, the roots of his ears turned red immediately, He scratched his head in embarrassment and looked at the man, thinking to himself, why is a big man so good-looking...

The man ate a few more, stopped his hands unsatisfied, and said with a smile: "I can't eat more of this, but it's delicious, what else will you do?"

"Most will." Cui Zhu replied honestly.

The son pondered for a moment, then smiled and said: "Then make fish porridge, and deliver it tomorrow morning."

"Okay... huh?" Cui Zhu realized something was wrong now, and was about to ask, but Bai Qi hurried over with a glass lantern in his hand, saluted the man, and said helplessly, "Young master, it's a good idea." I found you, it's time to rest."

Su Changliu smiled lightly: "Okay, let's go back now." Then he added to Cui Zhu who was stunned by the side, "Remember to deliver it." Then he went away with Bai Qi.

Cui Zhu was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses. His previous habitual conjectures were completely overturned in an instant, and he felt his mind went blank. Suddenly, the words of Mr. Su when he was talking and laughing with him on the road -

"Let me tell you, my eldest son is handsome, smart, and has a very good personality. Any girl who has met him has a secret heart, ha, I don't think anyone will dislike him. You should like him too."

...is a very good person.

Later, Cui Zhu met Su Changliu many times, and gradually paid more and more attention to him, knowing his preferences and habits, for example, he doesn’t like sauerkraut, he doesn’t like vegetables with a bit bitter taste, he likes fresh river fish, and the cooking should not be fishy. Taste, don't use too much seasoning...

At first, Cui Zhu didn't think there was anything wrong with him, until one day he was betting and drinking with several nursing homes and got confused, lying on the bed and sleeping for most of the day, but he had an absurd dream, and when he woke up, he had a splitting headache , Recalling the vague dream, but my heart is cold and cold. Su Changliu's face is clearly reflected in my mind. When my mind buzzes, only two words are left——

It’s over.

"cough……"

The slight cough brought back Cui Zhu Piaoyuan's thoughts.

Su Changliu finally woke up from his lethargy, opened his eyes with difficulty, looked blankly at Cui Zhu beside the bed, and said in a hoarse voice, "Cui...cough cough...Cui Zhu?"

"Bai Qi is going to rest, I'll take her for a while." Cui Zhu looked at Su Changliu as if he wanted to sit up, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold him down, "You can't get up, young master, your illness is still not recovered."

"...cough cough!" Su Changliu wanted to say something, but he just coughed a few times. After recovering, he looked at Cui Zhu helplessly, "Is there anything to eat?"

Cui Zhu was startled, and then he realized that Su Changliu had been in a coma for two days, and he hadn't eaten any rice, but was given medicine bit by bit...

That means I haven't eaten for two days.

Cui Zhu stood up abruptly and said anxiously: "I'll do it right away! Young master, don't get up."

Su Changliu nodded slightly, and watched Cui Zhu run out in a hurry, for some reason, looking at Cui Zhu's back, he felt like laughing, and burst out laughing.

Inexplicably... I feel better.

About half an hour later, Cui Zhu didn't come back, but Mo Chisheng walked in leisurely with his medicine box.

Putting the sandalwood box on the table casually, Mo Chisheng sat next to Su Changliu, reached out and touched his forehead, then pulled out the man's wrist, put his two fingers on it for someone to feel the pulse, and after a while, he helped Su Changliu with a smile. Chang Liu covered the quilt and said, "It's all right now."

I don't know how much better the pulse condition is than before.

"Thank you." Su Changliu nodded slightly and said softly.

Mo Chisheng waved his hand, sat down and poured himself a cup of tea, and said slowly, "It's not my fault this time."

Su Changliu seemed a little puzzled, and turned his head to look at Mo Chisheng.

Looking at Su Changliu's expression, Mo Chisheng smiled with his jaw lifted, and said, "I don't have the ability to cleanse the marrow meridians, consolidate the foundation and cultivate the essence. According to the past, you should still be asleep now, but You woke up."

"...Now?" Su Changliu murmured, and suddenly looked up at Mo Chisheng, "How many days have I slept?"

"It's only two days," Mo Chisheng said, looking at Su Changliu's astonished expression with satisfaction, "It usually takes at least three days for you to wake up."

Su Changliu came back to his senses, and murmured Mo Chisheng's words in a low voice: "It's only two days... shouldn't it be?"

"Didn't you notice any changes in your body?" Mo Chisheng stretched out his hand and nodded between Su Changliu's eyebrows, "Didn't you notice that you're talking now...don't cough?"

Su Changliu's eyes widened slightly, his thin crimson lips moved, and he was about to open his mouth to say something, but he didn't know what to say. After he was stunned for a moment, the tip of his eyes became a little moist, and he stretched out his hand Grabbing Mo Chisheng's sleeve, he said in a trembling voice, "What's going on?"

"Don't get too excited." Mo Chisheng stretched out his hand, and gently brushed the corner of the person's eyes with his fingertips, "Although your old disease is not cured, I can tell you that it will not recur so easily in the future, even if you use the piano It's easy to relapse, although your body is still not good, but it is much better than before."

"So in the end it's..." Su Changliu lost his composure. Before he finished speaking, Mo Chisheng stretched out a finger and pressed Su Changliu's dry thin lips lightly. Smiling, he tilted his head slightly, and said with a smile: "You should ask that... Cui Zhu who has been listening outside the door for a while."

The rain has stopped.

Cui Zhu's knuckles holding the tray turned white slightly, he pursed his lips and pushed open the door, lowering his head and putting the tray on the table.

Su Changliu was stunned and said, "Cui Zhu? What does it have to do with him?"

"Why don't you cough anymore? It's because you took a medicine." Mo Chi smiled with his jaw lifted, looking at Cui Zhu who stood there with his head down in embarrassment, like a child at a loss, "That medicine is his."

What kind of medicine can make a long-term sick Su Chang stay overnight like an ordinary person?

It seems like a fantasy.

but……

Su Changliu allowed his internal energy to circulate in his body for a week, and he really discovered the difference in his body.

it is true.

"What medicine did you give me?" Su Changliu raised his head slightly, looking at Cui Zhu.

Cui Zhu's thin lips were almost pursed into a straight line, and he raised his head to look at Su Changliu. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Su Changliu's complexion seemed to have improved a lot, and he couldn't help but relax a little bit, and said in a low voice: " Good medicine for you."

"Naturally it's a good medicine." Mo Chisheng gave Cui Zhu a sideways glance, "There's only one in the world, where did you get it?"

Su Changliu became more and more stunned, and regardless of whether he was fully ill or not, he was about to get out of bed barefoot as soon as he lifted the quilt, so scared that Cui Zhu rushed over and pressed Su Changliu on the bed.

"Where did the medicine come from?" Su Changliu grabbed Cui Zhu's hand with his backhand and asked hastily, but he felt that Cui Zhu's hand was trembling slightly in his palm, his eyes drooped slightly and his lips were pursed, revealing his usual expression again. With a gentle smile, Wuer stretched out his hand and patted Cui Zhu comfortingly, "I'm sorry... I shouldn't force you if you don't want to say it. And... thank you for the medicine, but how can you use it casually for such a valuable thing?" Lose."

"..." Cui Zhu didn't answer, just lowered his head and tightened his fingers slowly, as if he was making a difficult choice.

Mo Chisheng rubbed his chin with his fingertips, rolled his eyes, and walked out carrying his medicine box.

Anyway, sooner or later he will know, if he is not in a hurry, Qing Yan is enough to deal with him.

"...This medicine is..." Cui Zhu seemed to have decided on something, looked at Su Changliu and said, "It was a reward from the emperor back then."

Su Changliu was taken aback, his lake-like eyes were filled with astonishment, his mind went blank for a while, and he didn't know where to start asking.

Cui Zhu lowered his head again, and said slowly, "I was... supposed to be a dead person."

I don't know why, but I survived.

"At the beginning, my father made great achievements on the frontier battlefields repeatedly, expelling the barbarian beard from our territory. When he returned, the emperor Longyan was very happy and rewarded my family with many things, including this one. I don't know what it has. I only know that it is a very precious medicine.

"Later, my father died and died. He worked hard for several years of peace for me. Two years after his death, foreign enemies committed another crime. I took over my father's position and went to the border to kill the enemy. Although I did not fight as much as my father did. He has won many times, but at least he succeeded. He returned to the capital triumphantly and was rewarded, but I didn't know that the wise emperor was no longer what he was before. I just felt that I didn't lose my father's face, and I was very happy to receive the reward.

"Later, the emperor suddenly decreed that I insulted the princess, said and acted improperly, insulted the general, and gave me a glass of poisoned wine for my dead father..."

Speaking of this, Cui Zhu laughed self-deprecatingly, with a hoarse voice: "Of course I don't accept it, but what can I do? The king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die. I drank that glass of poisoned wine and cleaned it up." , there is nothing left.

"But I didn't die. When I woke up, your father was next to me. I still had my gun and this medicine by my side, and I was actually in the frontier. Your father must have bought something at that time, right? Seeing me wake up I was quite happy to see it. He said he picked me up on the road. Seeing that I was carrying a gun, I thought it might be a soldier. I asked the surrounding military depots and they said that there were no soldiers missing. Take it with you and go."

Cui Zhu raised his head again and looked at Su Changliu. Su Changliu was in a daze and blinked his eyes in confusion.

Cui Zhu said softly: "The medicine was rewarded by the emperor, I told you everything I know... I didn't want to say it, I planned to live like this for the rest of my life, but if I don't say it clearly, you will be very concerned, young master, so I'm done."

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