Chapter 119

"Don't you wake me up when you come?"

Ling Ziqing smiles and looks at Song Xijiao's embarrassed appearance. She is amused and moved. Seeing that she smears some ashes on her cheek, she takes out her handkerchief. In her evasion, she insists on wiping it for her, and then puts the handkerchief back into his sleeve.

Compared with his calmness, song Xijiao was more excited. Although she had warned herself to speak slowly before she opened her mouth, she still couldn't help grabbing his hand excitedly: "I've found a prescription for your disease!"

This speech a, not only Qingfeng excited eyes shine, even Ling Ziqing are rare to show joy.

"Miss Song, you are serious Qingfeng almost forgot the etiquette and asked.

"True, of course! But... " Song Xijiao fixed to look at Ling Ziqing, "this prescription has never been taken, I dare not 100% guarantee that it is useful, may be useless, may be harmful to you."

Hearing this, the light in Qingfeng's eyes went out immediately: "no way! Miss song, how can you give us a prescription that no one has ever taken. What do you think of our childe? It's the medicine that's toxic. In case What kind of heart do you have in mind

You know, now you have to avoid eating. How can you eat medicine in disorder!

"I can't guarantee it's 100% useful, but I think it's useful." Song Xijiao anxiously looks at Ling Ziqing, does not want to deceive him, but also does not want to miss this opportunity.

Qingfeng angrily continued: "what do you think is useful? You are not a doctor!"

"I've learned from Hao Lang Zhong!" Song Xijiao earnestly looked at Ling Ziqing. "Although this prescription is different from other prescriptions for treating tuberculosis, the three herbs in it are extremely ingenious. They can cure both symptoms and root causes. I think it must be useful."

Ling Ziqing looked at her anxious to cry out of the appearance, a swing in the heart, I do not know how much strength to spend, in order to control themselves do not hold her.

"Are you here to learn from Hao Lang Zhong for my sake?"

Hearing the speech, song Xijiao nodded heavily.

Ling Ziqing silently looked at her pair of full of concern and eager eyes, finally, showed a smile: "I know, I eat."

"Childe The wind was startled and rushed to stop it.

Ling Ziqing glared at the past and said with a smile, "Qingfeng, I know my illness well."

Since there was no hope, as long as she could fulfill her heart, she would die a day earlier.

Seeing his promise, song Xijiao immediately showed a smile, turned around and brought the medicine that had been filled early. She said with a smile, "it's just right to drink now. It's not hot or cold. It's still hot."

Ling Ziqing laughed and took it over without hesitation.

As soon as he put down the bowl, he handed a plum candy to his lips. He looked at his green fingertips, laughed and ate.

To Ling Ziqing decoct good medicine, song Xijiao and detailed account of the two women how to warm the medicine on the stove, then left.

Ling Ziqing returned to the bedroom and lay down, slightly panting. He was just walking around for a while just now. He was so tired that he would be bedridden soon.

The end of his life was nothing to be afraid of. In his short life of more than 20 years, he had read everything in the world. Glory, wealth, fame and reputation were all within his reach.

If not in the end, accidentally met a touch of color, let him even dream also want to see a few more eyes, would not suddenly so afraid of death, so do not want to die.

He also wanted to see what miracle the little girl could create.

Qingfeng stood aside and sighed softly: "this miss song was born to make trouble for the young master. The young master has a good rest. She comes to repair some bamboo paper farm. The young master takes medicine and takes good food. She wants to change the medicine for him."

Ling Ziqing smile: "but with her toss and turn, my happiness these days, more than my life."

Hearing the speech, the breeze can't help but look at Ling Ziqing. Indeed, although the young master always gives the impression of being polite and gentle, he always smiles. But with the childe for a long time, we can see which of his smiles are false and which ones are true.

Now, every smile of Childe comes from the heart.

"Well, who knows the rumor is so untrustworthy! At the beginning, everyone said that Miss Song was lazy and corrupt. Who knows she is such a smart and beautiful lady. Otherwise, young master... " At this point, he paused, and then said, "but when you get well, you can get what you want."

Ling Ziqing did not say anything. After a while, he asked, "I heard that she has already had a child."

"The child is not miss song's, but the hunter picked it up in the street!" Qingfeng quickly explained, "Miss Song hasn't had a child yet."

"Oh? That's it. " Ling Ziqing light response, but in the eyes clearly revealed a smile.

"What's more, Miss Song was sold to that Hunter by her brother. Young master, Miss Song was like a fairy, but she was forced to be with a rude man. She was so busy that she showed up in public every day. She was just a monster! Young master, get well and save Miss Song from the fire and water. "Ling Ziqing did not speak.

Qingfeng's words, true and false, are naturally selected to listen to what he likes to say.

He had seen the hunter. Although he was born in a bad family, he had a good appearance and was not an ordinary man in the mountains. In particular, the microsecond eyes and movements between him and song Xijiao were clearly affectionate, and there was no sense of half compulsion.

However, he didn't think he would lose to the hunter.

If there is a day when he can recover, he will do his best to fulfill his last regret.

With the passage of time, the weather is getting warmer day by day.

When song Xijiao goes out and wears a cloak, she sometimes feels a little hot. As soon as she got down the mountain that day, she felt as if she was sweating, so she untied her cloak.

Walking to the side of the mountain path, I saw a bunch of Jasminum nudiflora growing on the side of the road, so I went to pick a few branches. She was holding a cloak in one hand and a flower branch in the other hand, humming and dancing. She was not like a married wife and mother, but a naive girl.

It's no wonder she's in a good mood. These days are all good. The new bamboo paper farm is about to be built, and Ling Ziqing's illness is gradually getting better. According to Qingfeng, he has less cough in the evening recently. He often feels up until dawn. With the help of Jinchuang medicine given by Lichao, Zhongchun's injury has been greatly improved. Recently, he has been busy and has to start running up the mountain.

Almost to the Hutong, she can not help but start to look around to see if the familiar figure is waiting for her.

Unfortunately, nothing! It's strange. These days, almost every day, Zhong Chun will wait for her here. Why didn't he come today? Did you sneak up the mountain again?

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