Don’t Learn Mandarin Ducks

    The bright silver needles pierced into the white and greasy skin, and the house was filled with the fragrance of medicine.

    Li Jingyun watched quietly, her slender knuckles touching the place where the bamboo pendant was hanging around her waist, her eyes darkened.

    "Young Master." Badou came back from the outside, stood outside the partition and said in a low voice, "It has been arranged, there is no wind from the main courtyard, but the director's courtyard... Xu Shi To give an account."

    After reviewing the old knowledge and hearing the words, the subordinates paused and turned their heads in surprise: "The head office?"

    "Yeah." Li Jingyun replied casually, "You continue to put your needles."

    "No, third master, if you make a little trouble this time, brother won't ask." Wen Guzhi frowned, "But if you fished this man out of the courthouse , then you have to communicate with a few of us in advance."

    Where is the Directorate? He is in the same department as the cabinet, personally in charge of Zhonggong, and has the reputation of singing red faces for the officials of Beijing, punishing the subordinates, in order to straighten the family style, but what is the actual use, everyone is clear in their hearts.

    This grandfather enters the palm hospital to save people, and the news can be received in the harem palace.

    Let's not talk about big or small matters, in normal times, there is no reason to send things to the palace like this.

      , Shui~, I look at your posture, you have quite the rhyme of the faint-hearted ruler of the previous dynasty, otherwise we will not save it, and send this small disaster back to the West with one shot, and it will save you from undecided in the future and misunderstanding the overall situation."

    The pupils rolled up, and Li Jingyun gave him a merciless look: "Go away."

    Aggrievedly retracted the orchid finger, and sighed: "The third master has always acted neatly and won't affect the brothers at all. I have nothing to worry about."

    "But Lord, some of my brothers have drunk Guan Gong wine. It doesn't make sense that you are all alone. That's inappropriate."

    Pinch the last silver needle and look at him, Wen Guzhi chuckled: "Next time there is such a thing, please take us with you."

    The silver light was shining, which made the face of the man in front of him extremely cold.

    "Hmm."

    Reviewing the old knowledge, she felt comfortable, her eyes widened, and she dropped the silver needle swiftly.

    The man on the bed frowned and snorted softly.

    "What?" Li Jingyun leaned over and looked at it, frowning, "You are a royal doctor, and you are still half-hearted in administering acupuncture. Did you poke in the wrong place?"

    The previous joy was swept away, and Wen Guzhi's nose almost crooked: "Third Master, I am the imperial doctor, do you understand the imperial doctor! Which genius doctor can stick the needle in the wrong place? "

    "What is she humming?"

    "If you had so many holes on your body, wouldn't you hum in pain? If she can hum twice, it's a good thing, and she's saved. What are you panicking about?"

    Looking slightly loose, Li Jingyun disdain: "I'm not panic."

    The man's lips seemed to move on the bed, and Li Jingyun didn't have time to bother with Wen Guzhi, so he leaned on the bed string and listened.

    "Magnolia?" He repeated blankly, then straightened up and looked at Wen Guzhi in disbelief, "She looks like this, can she still dream of flowers?"

    Wen Guzhi spreads his hands: "I can't cure this."

    Li Jingyun wiped his face and felt that people were really saved in vain. Wangfu even knew how to wag his tail after eating the steamed buns. This man just escaped from his birth, and he didn’t live in a dream, thank him, but dream more very messy.

    Reluctantly, he leaned over again, he wanted to listen to something else, but Yin Huayue didn't say anything, her chapped lips were pressed tightly, bloodshot again.

    "Tsk."

    Fingertips trembled, Li Jingyun quickly withdrew his hand, paused, looked at Wen Guzhi, and subconsciously defended: "I didn't use much effort."

    Reviewing the old knowledge and seeing the music, this is such a big deal, does it need to be explained?

    But Li Jingyun's expression was very serious, staring at the tears at the corner of the man's eyes, as if staring at the scene of a crime, the ink under his eyes was slightly surging, and the lines of his chin were tight.

    Wen Guzhi burst into laughter, leaning on the partition and panting: "What kind of baby is this lying down?"

    Half of his face darkened, Li Jingyun snorted coldly: "Damn baby."

    Just a dog.

    "Son."

    Ba Dou came back from the outside again, just heard the word "baby" and was amazed: "How do you know there is a baby? present."

    Wen Guzhi received the sound, and the two looked at each other.

    Li Jingyun pursed her lips, opened the curtain and reached out to Badou: "Bring it."

    "What does this mean?" Wen Guzhi didn't understand, "It's good to give a waist ornament, this is not a mandarin duck and a flounder."

    The eyes were a little cold, Li Jingyun closed the box: "When she was rescued, the master gave the Qizhuhuan pendant, I guess it was in Han Shuang's hands."

    Wen Guzhi raised his eyebrows, pondered a little, and then came to a realization: "Then she is generous, she didn't ask questions, but gave you back."

    Han Shuang has always swallowed her anger towards him, and she knew that the questioning would be fruitless.

    But correspondingly, Yin Huayue will not have good fruit to eat.

    Li Jingyun turned to look at the man lying on the bed.

      Terrible dream.

    ***

    "Magnolia."

    The sigh that overflowed from the teeth was replaced by a dream, which was full of joy.

    Huayue dragged her long mountain and river skirt and stood under the magnolia branches. She looked up and could see the spring light from the branches and leaves. She stretched out her hand to reach the flowers, but the height was a little different. .

    After trying many times, she couldn't reach it, she wanted to cry, but as soon as the tears came out, the kind man behind her hugged her on the shoulders and coaxed softly: "Stretch out again, stretch out High point, hey, that's right, Nan Nan is really powerful."

      "Come here, let's see if this flower is beautiful?"

    Light blue handkerchief, embroidered with jade-colored flowers, fragrant. She was amazed and reached out to touch it.

    But this time, where she could reach, with a touch of her fingertips, the flowers were gone, the handkerchiefs were gone, the stone table, men and women disappeared, the surroundings darkened, a Breathe in and smell the dust and hay.

    Someone came in with the light, looking down at her.

    "Do you really think there's nothing you can do?"

    The cold voice made her back tense, Hua Yue subconsciously shook her head and stepped back.

    The feeling of weightlessness followed.

    It seemed that it was just dawn outside, and the candles on the table had not yet burned out. Li Jingyun was reaching out to take medicine. From her angle, she could see his tense profile.

    Blinking blankly, she said, "Young Master."

    The voice was hoarse like twine being pulled on wood, Li Jingyun was stunned when he heard it, his eyes rolled down, and the corners of his mouth pursed: "I know I'm awake."

    A spoonful of medicine was handed over, and he said with a stern face: "Drink it by yourself when you wake up, so that you don't force it."

    “…” Dreaming about something else may be false, but inside and outside the dream, this person is the same vicious.

    Nodding dully, Kayue opened her mouth obediently.

    At first glance, this person has never served anyone. He can't slant a spoon or put a handkerchief over the corner of his mouth. Huayue stretches her tongue to drink, trying her best not to spill the medicine.

    The small and soft tip of the tongue quickly rolled the concoction in, just like when Wangfu was drinking water.

    Li Jingyun wanted to ridicule a few words, but looking at it, he looked away uncomfortably: "Drink quickly."

    She nodded and was about to take a gulp, but this man suddenly touched the wall of the bowl again: "Forget it, drink slowly."

    Flower Moon: "…"

    The one who was beaten was her, she didn't have any problems, why is this master abnormal?

    Drinking the medicine unhurriedly, Huayue wanted to ask something, but her eyes were still black, so she could only close her eyes and gasp for breath.

    "Wen Guzhi said that you need to replenish blood and qi, and let's not talk about it for ten days." Li Jingyun's voice came from above, "Let's say it first, Master is not a kind person, if you If you think I'm nosy, then I'll send you back to the head immediately..."

    Before he finished speaking, his sleeves moved.

    It looks like the tip of the tail when the vicious Wangfu finally gets soft.

    But he still didn't respond.

    I was a little anxious, Huayue opened her eyes with great effort, wanting to say that she would never go back to the office.

    But when she looked up, she saw the man beside the bed turning his face to one side.

    The candles go out and the morning light rises.

    In the light and shadow, she seemed to see this person smiling.