Married Thrice to Salted Fish

When the two rushed to the Qingdai Pavilion, there was already a large group of people in it, but they were strangely quiet, only the sound of the woman weeping. Lin Qingyu pushed Lu Wancheng into the courtyard, and after the people called "Young Master and Young Master", they were all silent. No matter what they thought, the expressions on their faces were the same as those on funerals.

A woman with disheveled clothes and messy sideburns was pushed out of the inner room by two mothers. Lin Qingyu recognized this as one of the women who played the pipa in the daytime. She huddled up her thin shirt, and there was a large dark spot on the belly of the red mandarin duck, which was obviously fresh blood.

In the inner room, the Liang family, Lu Niantao, and Doctor Zhang were surrounded by the bed. Liang cried bitterly, and Lin Qingyu was in a happy mood with tears. Lu Niantao, who was a little bit brainy, was restrained, and only wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his red eyes.

"Qiao Song, my son-Qiao Song...!"

Seeing this, the flower dew could not help but mumble in her heart. In the past, when the young master was critically ill, the wife would also guard by the bed, crying so much that it was called a pear flower with rain and her manners. Who would have thought that when her own son was about to die, she would cry like this, and even be able to talk to her. Mother Qiu tried her best.

Pan accompanied Nan Anhou in the outer room. Whether it was his own son or something disgraceful after all, Nan Anhou looked solemn and exhausted, and he no longer had the vigor of the past.

Seeing the two of them coming in, Pan said, "Young Master and Young Master are here."

Nan'anhou slowly raised his head and saw the eldest son who was sitting in a wheelchair, dressed in bedclothes and a cloak, and his heart became more bitter. He has two sons in total. The older one doesn't know how long he can live. Is it because the younger one will be gone.

Seeing that Nan'anhou didn't say a word, Pan shook his head and motioned to the two of them to speak from the side of the room. When there were only three of them, Lu Wancheng asked knowingly, "What is going on. The third brother and the woman who was pressed out just now...?"

Pan looked at Lin Qingyu, his expression in awe.

Qingdai Pavilion wants to cut half of the singers and actresses. In order to stay in the house, these domestic prostitutes have tried their best to confuse them. In the past, there was a singer who was occasionally served by Lu Qiaosong between the bedclothes. Recently, Lu Qiaosong stopped calling her. She thought that her master was tired of her and wanted to drive her out of the house. In order to regain the favor of the master, she had to take action.

Men like freshness. She used the money she had saved over the years to bring her something to cheer from the outside. It is a kind of spice, the fragrance is sweet but not greasy after being lit, and it smells extremely comfortable. She didn't dare to go too far, she just smoked her clothes with incense, and then went to wait in front of Lu Qiaosong. Sure enough, Lu Qiaosong was attracted by the scent of her body, so he carried her to the table on the spot.

After this, Lu Qiaosong regained her love for her, and she also hoped that she could give birth to a son and a half for Lu Qiaosong, and stay in the house as an aunt in the future. But Lu Qiaosong had just been reprimanded by Nan'an Hou, with lingering palpitations, and he was concerned about his body, not daring to be like he did in the past. Today, he and his poet friends gathered together, thinking that they were in a good mood, and drank a few more glasses without paying attention. When they returned to the Qingdai Pavilion, they were already drunk.

The favored singer stayed in the room to take care of him. Lu Qiaosong woke up thirsty in the middle of the night. He drank tea and wanted to continue to sleep. He was inexplicably excited when he saw the beautiful woman next to him and smelled the seemingly non-existent scent. It is said that drunken people are not good at Fengyue, but he can hardly restrain himself, thinking that he is strong and vowing to regain his former glory. Until the scene in front of his eyes gradually blurred, the nasal cavity was warm, and a large swath of blood spewed out, and then the corners of his mouth also overflowed with blood...

"Now Doctor Zhang is treating the Third Young Master," Pan said, "Looking at his look, the situation does not seem to be optimistic."

Lin Qingyu laughed: "It's a pity."

It's a pity that he didn't see the **** appearance of Lu Qiaosong's seven orifices.

At this time, Doctor Zhang walked out of the inner room. Nan'an Hou hurriedly said, "How is the situation?"

Doctor Zhang closed his eyes and shook his head.

"No, no—Qiao Song, Joe..."

The Liang screamed, fell to the ground, and actually passed away alive. Lu Niantao held her back and choked, "Mother!"

Lu Wancheng turned his head, grabbed Lin Qingyu's sleeves and wiped non-existent tears: "Third brother, my third brother! Are you afraid that I will be too lonely when I come, so you go find my way first? ..."

Lin Qingyu pulled back his sleeves with disgust: "Use your own cry."

Lu Wancheng whispered: "Okay." Then he lifted his sleeves and hid his face, "The water of the West Lake, my tears...my third brother..."

Nan'an Hou Yi's eyes were red: "Doctor, is there really no other way?"

Doctor Zhang sighed, "I'm so talented and simple to learn, I hope Master Hou is sad."

Nan Anhou seemed to have lost his strength, stepped back and slumped down on the chair. Lin Qingyu watched almost the same, stepped forward and said, "Master Hou, can you let me have a try?"

Lu Wancheng looked up: "Qing Yu?"

Nan'an Hou then remembered that his daughter-in-law came from a family of famous doctors. Although he had no hope, he still regarded a dead horse as a living doctor, and waved Lin Qingyu in.

Seeing Lin Qingyu approaching Lu Qiaosong, Lu Niantao instinctively stood in front of her. Lin Qingyu looked at her calmly, Lu Niantao bit her lip, and finally made way for him.

Lu Qiaosong on the bed was dying and dying. After all, he and Lu Wancheng are half brothers, and there is a similarity between their eyebrows and eyes. However, when Lu Wancheng was critically ill, he described it as a dead time, which looked much better than Lu Qiaosong's present.

Lin Qingyu opened Lu Qiaosong's eyelids and glanced at him, and then took a pulse for him, and said calmly, "Life can be preserved."

Nan'anhou's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Lin Qingyu said again: "But in the future, he is afraid that he will not be able to have children anymore."

Nan'an Hou Ru was struck by lightning and shook his voice: "What does it mean to be unable to reproduce children?!"

"In short, it's withered, to the extent that it doesn't need to be cleaned up when sent to the palace to be an eunuch." Lin Qingyu said, "Master Hou, can you still save it?"

Lu Niantao said anxiously: "Of course we must save! Save your life first!"

Nan'anhou closed his eyes and sighed, "Help."

After some tossing down, the sky was almost bright. Lin Qingyu came out after applying the needle for Lu Qiaosong, and saw that Lu Wancheng was still waiting for him, sitting in a wheelchair, covered with a thin blanket, already waiting drowsy, his head little by little.

Lin Qingyu held up his cheek and said, "Let's go."

Lu Wancheng rubbed his eyes, "It's over?"

"Um."

Lu Wancheng saw a layer of sweat on Lin Qingyu's forehead and asked, "Why do you want to save him again?"

"I changed my mind." Lin Qingyu looked cold, "It's more interesting to watch him live better than to watch him die."

Lu Wancheng smiled and said, "Indeed."

The disasters in Nan'an Hou Mansion were one after another. In just a few days, Nan'anhou's temples had grown white hair. He refused to look at Lu Qiaosong again, only that he didn't have this son. After Liang woke up, he heard that his son was inhumane. He was so angry that he couldn't even get out of bed. And Lu Qiaosong himself spent the whole day looking for life and death without drinking the medicine, and his spirit and body collapsed. Only one Lu Niantao remained, supporting his mother and younger brother.

Lu Wancheng finished eating the melon, and said, "Qingyu, your medicine is a bit powerful. What kind of drunk Lu Qiaosong that day, you can still let him get up and admire him."

Lin Qingyu said: "It doesn't matter if he doesn't drink alcohol. Drinking alcohol will arouse the medicinal properties in the body."

Lu Wancheng asked, "Did you make this medicine yourself?"

"Um."

"Then you understand." Lu Wancheng said casually, "Did you..."

Lin Qingyu looked at him: "What do you want to ask."

"Well, I heard that the young masters of ordinary big families, who have reached the age of fifteen or sixteen, will have maids waiting in the room. You like girls, then you...uh...oh." Lu Wancheng got stuck in the middle of speaking and waved his hand, "Forget it, forget it, when I didn't say it."

Lu Wancheng looked tangled, and Lin Qingyu wanted to laugh, "No."

The corner of Lu Wancheng's mouth bends: "No?"

"My father is only my mother. I think it's good, so I don't want any mess in my room."

Lu Wancheng stood in awe, patted Lin Qingyu's shoulder and said, "Your thoughts are very advanced, brothers keep it, the future can be expected."

Lin Qingyu asked, "What about you?"

"Me? Look at my body, how could it be possible."

Lin Qingyu nodded, her expression a little uncomfortable.

"Don't be shy, Qingyu, it's normal for boys to discuss this together." Lu Wancheng smiled, "Pity me, I'm going to die as a virgin."

Lin Qingyu: "..."

"What do you think it feels like," Lu Wancheng was a little curious, "Why do they like it so much? Isn't it tiring?"

Lin Qingyu was indifferent: "You ask me, who do I ask."

"Then do you want to try..."

Lin Qingyu interrupted coldly, "I don't want to, get out."

Nan'an Hou has ordered that it is strictly forbidden to spread the ugliness of the family. However, there is no impermeable wall in the world. Lu Qiaosong's "great achievements" have been passed on, and it has become a post-dinner talk for the high school in Beijing. Some people sighed, others watched jokes. Nan'anhou wanted the wind to get the wind and the rain to get the rain. Who would have thought that his back home was so smoggy, and now he can't even stay behind. A hundred years later, he doesn't know who he can give to this huge family business.

When the Lu family's subordinates learned of this, they more or less thought about it. According to the family law of the ancestors, if Nan'anhou's line is broken, he will adopt his son from Punchinna.

Nan'anhou received many letters from Lin'an and was furious. His two sons haven't died yet, and he hasn't died yet. These relatives are so impatient, do they really think he is the last!

After being furious, Nan'an Hou called Pan's: "There is one thing that should be done by Liang's, but you also know about Liang's situation and it's no longer useful."

Pan got the order from Lord Hou, he hesitated for a long time, and it took a few days to find Lin Qingyu. First, he mentioned that the Lu family’s side branch went to Beijing to prosper. He said that it was the Mid-Autumn Festival approaching. He wanted to have a reunion festival, but he was thinking that anyone with a discerning eye could see it. .

"This time I went to Beijing to kiss my elder brother Hou's family, and it is said that I will bring a lot of people. This Mid-Autumn Festival, the house is probably going to be lively."

Lin Qingyu said: "You can handle the matters of hospitality for guests and the holidays, and you don't need to ask me."

"Master Hou said the same." Pan carefully observed his words and expressions. "He said that he doesn't care about anything now, he just wants to leave a queen for the Lu family."

Lin Qingyu raised her eyebrows. Pan felt that his manner was a bit like Xiaohouye, and couldn't help but sigh that husband and wife are often in the same place, and sure enough, there will be more and more married couples.

Lin Qingyu's eyes were full of playful meaning: "So you are here to ask me for fetal medicine?"

Pan was startled, then blushed: "Shao, Shaojun misunderstood."

Lin Qingyu didn't care: "What's the matter. You're only in your early thirties, and Master Hou is only in his forties. Take good care of your body and it's not difficult to have children."

Pan finally couldn't help but bluntly said: "Young Master, what the master meant is that now the eldest master's body is much better, but you can take a concubine."

Lin Qingyu was startled slightly, and then coldly scoffed: "I'll be honest, rather than relying on him, it is better to let Hou Ye work hard by himself and add some younger brothers and sisters to him."