Looking at this scene, Zhuang Qingyun sighed inwardly, and retreated silently.

Qin Wuyan's thin lips pressed against the corner of Fawi's lips, and his slender fingertips slid down Fawi's arm, held the woman's fingertips, and whispered softly: "Wait a little longer, wait until I'm sure she's really You are very skilled in medicine, so I will let her heal you.

We will soon be able to live a loving and happy life like we did when we were newly married..."

The woman's eyes were tightly closed, and her lips, which were painted with lip balm, were bright red and extremely beautiful.

Her complexion is snow-white, and she is at the mercy of men, ignorant...

Qin Wuyan pinched her chin, stared at that delicate little face, clenched the back teeth, and asked forcefully, "When will you be able to take a serious look at me like we did at the beginning?"

His answer was another endless silence.

It has been ten years since this silence, but he is still not used to it.

In this priest's mansion, it seems that her former laughter is everywhere, but now, it is empty and suffocating, and there is no more laughter in the past.

He also hated the laughter that wasn't hers, everything she didn't like.

He also didn't want her to question his infidelity to her anymore.

He drove away all the women in the priest's mansion, regardless of whether they were attractive or not, they were not allowed to stay in the mansion, and even the personal servants were replaced by men.

The only thing left is the nanny who destroyed her appearance. The nanny who brought her up and was as close to her as a mother and daughter, cooks her favorite meals in the back kitchen every day...

Qin Wuyan leaned over, picked him up from the stool, left the bedroom, and walked out: "It snowed heavily yesterday, but today is sunny, I'll take you to enjoy the snow scenery.

In the past, you always blamed me for not being with you. Now I have plenty of time, and I stay by your side every day. No matter where I go, I want to take you with me. Are you happier? "

He carried her into the wheelchair, put a blanket on her body, and walked across the bluestone slab at the door to the plum garden in the backyard...

The plum blossoms are brilliant, and the dark fragrance floats.

He stood under the blooming flower tree, and his mind was filled with her coquettish begging for mercy and laughter......

The past cannot be traced, memories are like cold wind blowing.

Chu Mansion.

Mo Siyu thought that he would leave here and return to Jincheng soon, so he stayed in the pharmacy and concentrated on making pills for the old and young masters of the Chu family, ensuring that they could take them for half a year... ..

During the breaks, it was necessary to check how much Sun Qing had learned about the golden needling technique.

Miss Sister is working hard, but her talent is really mediocre, and she can only make up for it with diligence, but at least she has been with Mr. Sun since she was a child. Although it is not as easy to teach as Xiangyi, she is not bad at learning.

Siyu is impatient and has never been very patient. The smartest person I have taught in this life is Xiangyi.

To be satisfied by Mo Siyu, in the eyes of ordinary people, is already considered talented.

Therefore, Mr. Sun was very surprised to see that his granddaughter not only knew the structure diagram of the human body, but also mastered all the acupoints and recited the functions of all acupoints.

Unexpectedly, this granddaughter learned so fast, much faster than he imagined.

I don't know if Yu Mo is a good teacher, or if my granddaughter is enlightened in this regard.

Hearing that today the granddaughter is going to practice needling in person, Elder Sun secretly began to pay attention to his granddaughter's movements early in the morning.

Seeing that his granddaughter was still reciting the functions and effects of those acupoints, Mr. Sun couldn't help but ask, "Didn't you say you need to have an acupuncture? No more?"