Chapter 3917 Named 'Dragon Root'
Yang Ruoqing then continued: "The two dragon kings stood on the clouds and looked down, and found that this evil spirit came from somewhere in the world, so, this two persons The Dragon King sent his attendants down to inquire about it. "
" Then I learned that there was a plague in the world, many people died, and the corpses were everywhere. Heart The one from the East China Sea sent his son, and the one from the South China Sea sent his grandson down to earth to save those people."
"After these two dragon sons and grandsons came down to earth, they transformed into two great men. , they planted the seeds of the magical medicine they asked from the God of Medicine in the human world, and then taught the doctors in the world to irrigate and plant the medicinal seedlings, and the medicinal seedlings grew more and more lush like reeds. "
"They use their roots to soak in water and drink it to treat plagues and cure the disease."
"The common people in the world are very grateful to them and regard them as gods."
"The two of them were deeply moved and decided to stay in the world forever and concentrate on curing the plague."
"So, this uncle and nephew The two came to the medicine garden they planted and transformed into two of the strongest medicine plants."
"Because one of them is the son of the Dragon King and the other is the grandson of the Dragon King, the son of the dragon and the grandson of the dragon. , in order to commemorate them, the common people named this medicine 'Dragon Root', which is the origin of the name."
After Yang Ruoqing finished telling the story, Luo Fengtang was still immersed in the story and thinking about it.
"Okay, the story is over, and the temperature of the medicine is just right. Drink it quickly!" She said, putting the medicine bowl in front of him.
Luo Fengtang glanced at the bowl of soup and medicine in front of him, and then at this beautiful and beautiful face.
"I want you to feed me." he said.
Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, thinking she heard wrongly.
"If you don't feed me, I won't drink." He added.
His eyes were lingering on her face, with a smirk in his eyes.
Yang Ruoqing couldn't help laughing.
I muttered in my heart, no wonder they say that men are sometimes children who don’t grow up. It’s really true.
"Okay, I'll feed you," she said.
Su picked up the spoon, scooped up a tablespoon of the potion, put it to his lips, blew on it, and then brought it to his mouth.
But he did not open his mouth.
"What's wrong, kid?" she asked with a smile.
Luo Fengtang said: "What I want is not this kind of feeding."
"What kind of feeding is that?" Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise.
Luo Fengtang didn't say anything. He raised his hand and gently touched her soft lips with his fingertips.
Then, he blinked and said, "Do you understand?"
There was a bang in Yang Ruoqing's head, and now she understood everything.
"Do you really...do you have to be fed like that before you are willing to drink medicine?" she asked.
Luo Fengtang smiled and said nothing, which was obviously non-committal.
Yang Ruoqing turned her head and took a deep breath, feeling her heart beating uncontrollably.
The next moment, she took a sip of the soup in her mouth, then turned around and gently held his face, covering his lips with his.
His handsome face was within easy reach, and she saw her own shadow in his deep pupils.
His big hands clasped her hair...
This medicine is really thrilling.
She probably drank half of the large bowl of medicine. At the end of the feeding, she was pushed directly onto the desk by him.
When she got up the next day and looked at herself in the bronze mirror with a pink face, especially the traces of love left by him on her neck, she raised her hands to cover her face, feeling embarrassed. It’s up to you, and I’m even more embarrassed to go out.
It is late spring and early summer now. Unlike winter, cotton-padded coats have high collars and fox fur scarves, which can tightly cover things around the neck.
Everyone wears less these days. We add a coat in the morning and evening. We sweat from working in the fields, so we go into battle in single clothes.
The collar is naturally low and cannot be covered at all. How should I fix it?
Just when Yang Ruoqing was in trouble, she suddenly remembered that during the Chinese New Year last year, Mu Zichuan went home to give New Year's gifts.
He prepared gifts suitable for everyone at home, including relatives and friends, adults and children.
The gift given to her was a silk scarf.
The silk scarf is of high quality, especially the double-sided Sichuan embroidery cloud pattern. It is elegant and grand without being fancy. It is low-key and luxurious, and delicate and friendly.
If it were any other time, she would definitely not answer it, but since it was a New Year gift, everyone was reciprocal.
It was unreasonable not to accept it, so she accepted it and gave him a copy of the Four Treasures of the Study.
But this silk scarf has been kept in the cabinet unused. Now, it seems to have come in handy.
When she tied the silk scarf around her neck and tied a bow on one side.
Looking at myself in the bronze mirror, I feel very satisfied.
Silk scarves can really add to your temperament. It's also very comfortable and breathable. Well, when the marks on her neck fade away, she will probably continue wearing it!
Hey, this is a woman’s love for beauty.
When she tidied up and turned around, she saw Luo Fengtang standing a few steps behind her.
He crossed his arms across his chest and leaned against the doorframe behind him, his eyes falling on the silk scarf around her neck.
"Ah, when did you come in? You didn't even say a word, you scared me." Yang Ruoqing said angrily.
Luo Fengtang put down his arms, walked toward her, held her in his arms and said, "My wife looks really good in a silk scarf."
"Really?" She looked up at him, embarrassed. asked.
Luo Fengtang nodded: "When did I fool you?"
He raised his hand, gently rubbed the scarf, and said: "This scarf is a bit unfamiliar, when did you buy it?"
Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips in happiness.
"I won't tell you," she said.
"Why?" he asked.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "Would you be jealous if I said it was given by someone else?"
"It was given by Mu Zichuan?" he asked.
“Yeah, your guess was really accurate. You guessed it right away,” she said.
"It was during the Chinese New Year. He gave it as a New Year's gift. I couldn't return it, so I kept it in the cabinet. I just took it out to cover it... your masterpiece..."
Listen Upon hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Luo Fengtang picked up a corner of the silk scarf, and then raised the corners of his mouth with a look of pride on his face.
Yang Ruoqing raised her hand, intending to take off the silk scarf around her neck.
"What are you doing taking off your clothes? Aren't you afraid of being seen when you go out like this?" He asked in surprise.
Yang Ruoqing pouted and said: "Of course I'm afraid, but on this hot day, wearing this thing looks good, but it's not comfortable, so I'm too lazy to wear it."
The real reason was that after she thought about it carefully, since she had told Tangyazi the truth, it would be better not to wear a silk scarf given by another man and dangle it in front of her own man.
(End of this chapter)