Chapter 20 Zaizai is sick
The two escorts happily entered the city as they wished.
This little episode did not leave any ripples in everyone's mind. The group re-disguised themselves and continued on their way.
On the way, Feng Shan and Wu Meng were driving a carriage. He leaned into Wu Meng’s ear and asked in a low voice.
“Touer Wu, have you seen what happened before?”
He glanced furtively behind him.
"Tell me, do the Cheng family really master some mysterious abilities, such as communicating with gods, controlling ghosts, etc."
Wu Meng gave him the back of his head. A slap.
“Don’t talk nonsense!”
Feng Shan whispered while rubbing his head.
"Anyway, I think the Cheng family is much more powerful than the Imperial Preceptor, so if they can draw thunder from the sky, the Imperial Preceptor can't do it."
As he said that, he smiled and touched him with his elbow. He touched Wu Meng.
“Boss Wu, what do you think, let’s hang out with the Cheng family in the future?”
“Look, even if our mission is completed in the end and we pay the job, we can keep our jobs. Life is already pretty good, what about getting promoted and getting rich?”
Feng Shan continued his analysis.
"But it's different with the Cheng family. If they succeed in their rebellion in the future, we will be, what is that called..."
"Yes! The power of the dragon!"
The next second, He held the back of his head and grinned in pain.
“Hiss!”
“Why did you hit me?”
Wu Meng glared at him and shouted in a lowered voice.
“Are you crazy or confused?”
He glanced at the direction of the Cheng family carriage.
"Not to mention whether the Cheng family will rebel, now that all the men in the Cheng family are gone, only a group of female relatives are left. Even if it succeeds, has there ever been a female emperor since ancient times?!"
Feng Shan's side Rubbing the back of his head, he whispered.
"If there is no Cheng family in this country, how can there be any generals who can lead the army? The country is not far from being destroyed."
"What happened to the empress? In my opinion, let alone Mrs. Cheng, she is Any of the girls from the Cheng family are better than the one currently on the throne!"
"Not to mention..."
He gave Wu Meng a meaningful look! .
“Who said there are no more boys in the Cheng family?”
As soon as he said these words, Wu Meng was shocked and subconsciously tightened the reins.
“Xu——”
He turned his head suddenly and looked over.
“What did you say?!”
The movement here attracted Cheng Qiuyun’s attention, and she turned her horse’s head and walked towards them.
"Captain Wu, what happened?"
Wu Meng suppressed the shock on his face and shook his head.
"It's nothing serious. It's just that Old Feng said just now that the wound hurts terribly."
Feng Shan cooperated and covered the wound, looking uncomfortable and weak.
“Yeah, yeah.”
Cheng Qiuyun nodded.
"In that case, it happens to be getting dark soon, so go ahead and rest for a while, and let my mother help you take a look."
The two nodded in agreement.
“Thank you.”
When Cheng Qiuyun left, Wu Meng grabbed Feng Shan’s arm and stared at him closely.
"What do you mean by what you just said?"
"Are they not dead, Ping Nanhou?"
Feng Shan shook his head and whispered.
“That’s not the reason.”
“I also remembered it in a daze when I was in a coma. On the day I entered the village, I ran into a private meeting between Zhao and He Qiang. Got some.”
Wu Meng curled his lips and looked at him with disgust.
How come you never noticed that Old Feng had a habit of listening to such things?
Seeing his look, how could Feng Shan not know what he was thinking?
He waved his hands frantically to explain.
“Don’t get me wrong! It’s not what you think!”
"I'm not that shameless, and I'm not that hungry yet!" "What's more, I have a family, and I'm loyal to my wife!"
"I bumped into something like this. , I didn’t even have time to hide, but Zhao Jiaojiao’s tone was very exciting, and I vaguely heard something like a man pretending to be a woman, but he was actually a boy.”
Feng Shan touched his chin.
“I was confused at first. That night when Cheng Yuan was taken away, I noticed some signs.”
"You can see how much the Cheng family loves Cheng Yu'an. Even when going to the toilet, they have to avoid others. There must be something wrong!"
Listening to his analysis, those suspicious things in the past It is infinitely magnified in Wu Meng's heart.
If you think about it carefully, it is indeed very possible!
“Let’s rest here tonight!”
Suddenly, Cheng Qiuyun’s voice came to my ears.
The two exchanged a look, and the topic stopped there.
Meng helped Wu Meng and Feng Shan check their wounds, while Cheng Jiuling, her daughter and Cheng Qiuruo made a fire to cook.
Seeing that there was no emergency on their side, An Luo exited the live broadcast room and planned to go to the mall first to buy some clothes for Zaizai.
Da Yin is facing this way.
While eating, Mrs. Cheng noticed that her great-grandson beside her was a little absent-minded.
He looked listless and listless.
"What's wrong with Yu'an?"
Yu'an reached out and rubbed his eyes.
"Great-grandmother, Yu'an is very sleepy and uncomfortable, and his head feels swollen."
Mrs. Cheng reached out and touched his forehead and cheeks, feeling the warmth on the back of her hands, and her heart felt There was a thud.
Oops, why are you burning so badly? !
Hearing the sound, Meng quickly came over and grabbed the little guy's arm.
After checking his pulse, his expression changed drastically.
She quickly asked Cheng Qiuyun to carry Yu An back to the carriage, then soaked the handkerchief in cold water and applied it to the little guy's forehead.
"Mother-in-law, let me help Yu An prepare some medicine for typhoid fever."
Mrs. Cheng also got into the carriage.
Tian was looking after him inside, wiping the little guy's sweat while his tears fell down like broken beads.
Hearing the movement, she looked towards the person.
"Grandma, why don't we ask an immortal for help."
It's too hot. How can Yu'an, who is so young, endure it?
"It's uncomfortable, it's so uncomfortable..."
Xiao Yu'an closed her eyes tightly, her delicate eyebrows knitted together, and muttered in discomfort.
Looking at Yu An's little face with an abnormal blush, Mrs. Cheng was troubled.
Yu An has been carefully cared for by them since she was a child, and she rarely gets sick.
This is the first time I have been so sick.
Moreover, she had heard in the capital that there were many children who failed to survive because of high fever...
"Mother-in-law, the medicine is here."
Meng held the medicine. The bowl comes in.
Tian gently helped Yu An up, let him lean on her arms, and shouted softly.
"Yu'an? Wake up quickly, drink the medicine, and you won't feel uncomfortable anymore."
Hearing the sound, Yu An opened his eyes drowsily, his little nose moved, and his little face wrinkled.
“It stinks so much, so bitter!”
Meng passed the bowl to his mouth and took out the toffee she had put away before.
"Be good, drink the medicine, and grandma will give you sweet candies, okay?"
"Do you remember this little bunny candy?"
Seeing the familiar packaging, Yu'an's eyes brightened, and he stretched out his little hand to grab the toffee.
"Sugar, fairy sister..."
Yes!
He needs to get better quickly and not let his relatives and fairy sister worry.
Yu An took the bowl, holding the bowl that was as big as his whole face, and drank all the bitter medicine in one go.
Mrs. Cheng rubbed his little head lovingly.
“Yu An is so good.”
But the next moment, Yu An made a sound and spit out all the medicine he drank.
I was choked and coughed non-stop. The coughing was heartbreaking, my face turned red from holding it in, and I fainted in the end.
The three of them were shocked.
"Goodbye!"
(End of this chapter)