Chapter 473: Rewards based on merit
The last pot of medicine is still brewing in the tile stove.
As soon as I entered the medicine house, the steaming bitter smell immediately filled my nose.
Qingzhu covered his mouth and nose, frowning tightly, tears welling up in his eyes.
I really can’t smell the medicine at all now.
Qingzhu came closer, pushed Gu Yu, who was sleeping soundly on the table, and gently reminded the man who was immersed in reading medical books.
"Princess, it's late at night, it's time for you to rest."
Liang Huan raised his head and glanced at the small stove, then looked out the window. It was indeed very late.
The imperial physician Ling was old and could not endure the hardships, so he asked him to rest early in the morning, leaving only Guyu to help her.
Liang Huan rubbed his sore and sleepy eyes, Qingzhu patted the person who couldn't wake up for a long time.
Guyu slept deeply, he was really tired.
It took a long while before I opened my eyes in a daze. As soon as I saw the person in front of me clearly, I immediately sat up and went to look at the medicine stove.
Liang Huan hurriedly grabbed her: "You guys go to bed first. I'll wait for the furnace medicine to be ready, then I'll go and have a rest."
Qingzhu shook his head: "I'm still here to guard you. "
Gu Yu said while yawning: "I have had a rest just now. I am not sleepy now. I am still here to guard you."
Liang Huan smiled and pushed them: "You don't know how to handle this medicine."
Just as he was talking, someone came in from outside the door.
Yu Wenjue was wearing a large snow robe and his hair was loose. As soon as he got closer, he brought in a clear fragrance of flowers and trees after the rain. He had obviously been washed.
"You all go down."
Qingzhu and Guyu looked at each other, bowed their heads and left.
"Are you done?" Liang Huan glanced at him and continued to sort out the manuscript.
Yu Wenjue frowned.
There were piles of books on the desk and on the ground, piled up like a hill, surrounding her in the middle.
Ever since I met Mr. Xiao, I felt like I was possessed by a demon. No matter how much I read the medical books, the place I spent the longest every day was the Medicine House, and the person I spent the most time with was the Imperial Physician Ling...
Yu Wenjue bent down and moved a pile of books, and sat next to her: "I should leave tomorrow."
After Liang Huan copied the last few words, she turned her head and looked at him: "I know."
Know?
Yu Wenjue kept his eyes silent and said nothing.
Seeing that he had nothing more to say, Liang Huan put down his pen and organized the results of several days of work.
The room was quiet for a moment, and Yu Wenjue suddenly spoke, his voice indistinct from joy or anger.
"Are you too kind to her?"
Liang Huan was stunned for a moment, glanced at the manuscript in his hand, and then turned to look at the man with a straight face. When she realized that he was talking about Xiao Qianyi, she smiled suddenly.
"Don't tell me, I have spent these two days and nights, but it is still worth it. You see, you really asked me to find a way to cure her."
Said He proudly waved the manuscript to him, then turned around to put away the desk.
Yu Wenjue pursed his lips, stared at the busy people, and then glanced at the earthen stove with the medicine pot, his face became darker and darker.
He stretched out his hand, took out the manuscript from her hand, put it down on the table, and then held the person in front of him, looking down at her.
"Are you honest?"
Afraid of messing up the manuscript, Liang Huan turned to look at the desk, but his face was straightened by him, and his black eyes looked directly at hers.
See the hidden anger inside.
It suddenly dawned on her that she was only focused on being happy and didn't notice that he was angry at all.
Liang Huan no longer cared about the manuscript, hugged his waist, smiled and kissed his Adam's apple to express comfort.
Unexpectedly, this kiss made him tremble, and he tightened his grip on her arms.
Before she could react, he pressed her lips against hers, and the mountain of books behind him collapsed instantly.
Liang Huan's eyes widened, those books...
It was too late to regret. The tip of her tongue hurt, and she looked at him in surprise. The dark eyes he met were even more angry than before.
Liang Huan sighed secretly, closed her eyes and hugged his neck, trying to cater to him.
While having a personal entanglement, she suddenly remembered something and pushed the person on her body away.
Yu Wenjue tilted his body and fell to the side, knocking over a pile of books beside him. He saw that Liang Huan didn't even have time to tidy up his clothes, so he got up and went to the tile stove.
Yu Wenjue pulled up his robe and sat down, his face getting darker.
Liang Huan couldn't see the expression of the person behind him, so he was focused on turning off the fire and getting the medicine.
While they are still hot, soak them all in the herbal juice. After the pills cool down, pour them one by one into the small porcelain bottle until the bottle is sealed. When you turn around, you will see Yu Wenjue sitting quietly. , looking at her with calm eyes without saying a word.
Liang Han pursed her lips and walked over holding the small porcelain bottle. Yu Wenjue lowered his eyes and did not look at her.
Liang Han sighed slightly, grabbed his hand and put the small porcelain bottle into his palm.
Yu Wenjue raised his eyes in confusion.
Liang Huan smiled at him: "On rainy days, it will relieve the discomfort of old injuries, so I wanted to bring it to you before you left. I have to take care of that in the past two days, so I-"
Before he finished speaking, he wrapped his arms around her again and rested his chin on the crook of her neck, saying nothing.
This kind of Yu Wenjue is very obedient.
Liang Huan leaned against him and stroked his back: "If you want us to be together for a long time, you have to take care of your health. Those old injuries can't be repeated again."
"Okay." He Nod with eyes closed.
Liang Huan thought for a moment and then said: "I help her like this not only for my own reasons, but also for you."
Yu Wenjue buried his head, his chest hurt badly, and his voice was muffled: "No need to explain."
Liang Huan smiled: "How can that be done? It's the time to ask for credit and reward. If you don't let me say it, then I am grateful?"
Yu Wenjue couldn't help but laugh, sideways He turned to look at her: "Go ahead."
Liang Huan met his gaze: "Marquis Jingning has always felt disgraced when this happened. I think you still need their support, not to mention Xiao Jingnan. I am loyal to you. If this matter is not handled properly, it will cause rifts between you over time. If I help her, it will be a step down for both of us.”
"Next time, if she gets into trouble, I'm afraid she will be taken advantage of and cause trouble again. Don't forget that although Yu Wenke is dead, his family members and some of his cronies are still there."
Yu Wenjue held his hand. Her hand: "I understand."
With a smile on his lips, Liang Huan confessed: "In addition, I still have a little selfishness."
His fingers intertwined: "What is it?" Selfishly?"
Liang Huan blinked and looked at him: "She likes my husband, I can see that she only cares about you."
Yu Wenjue frowned and was about to speak.
Liang Huan said first: "Listen to me."
Yu Wenjue shut his mouth and looked at her.
Liang Huan said: "Now that she has lost her martial arts, she feels that she has no way forward, and is in a very bad state. Thinking about the source, wandering around day and night, she will only feel that everything is related to you, and she will focus on you more and more. This It’s not a good thing for anyone, but if I can cure her body, she won’t feel hopeless, and she will have something she wants to do, and her eyes will definitely not be fixed on you.”
"One less harried woman and one more heroine will not only help you, but it will also be a good thing for the Kingdom of Zhou, right?"
Yu Wenjue straightened up, nodded slightly, and suddenly asked: "No more?"
Liang Huan was a little confused and nodded.
While whispering, Liang Huan was picked up.
"What are you doing? Put me down quickly."
Lest to alarm others, Liang Huan lowered his voice and hugged his neck nervously.
Yu Wenjue raised the corners of his lips: "Now that you've finished speaking, we should go back and discuss our merits and reward them."
Liang Huan's face burned and she glared at him angrily. She was obviously the one who suffered the most.
Yu Wenjue glanced at her, looking ashamed and angry.
"As long as you are your husband, don't everything you own belong to you?"
Liang Huan was too lazy to argue with him, and his eyes moved: "I haven't washed up yet."
He chuckled: "It doesn't matter, I've already washed it."
(End of Chapter)