Peach Blossom Debt - Chapter 11

The doctor of the Eastern House of Kings told me that his son’s veins were like astringent, but his old symptoms were infected with cold, and the phlegm was blocked, and so on and on.

I waved my sleeve and interrupted, “My son doesn’t know what to do. What are you doing with me? You know what to do and treat it.”

The old man whispered that the slow man opened Zhang Fangzi, saying that he could only open the prescription first to stabilize Mu Ruoyan’s cough.

Can’t go to the root, is it not tuberculosis?

I looked down at Mu Ruoyan, no wonder his complexion was yellow and white, and he coughed all day. It turned out that there was tuberculosis ~~

Hengwen hadn’t left yet, and said leisurely at the table: “Looking at your face with worries, I feel very pitiful and heartache.”

This fairy monarch’s heart was ridiculed by your ridicule, how could it hurt. I looked around for no one and whispered: “It’s already clear, Zhao Gongzi is not afraid that someone will go to ask Mr. Zhong?”

Hengwen said: “Also, I’ll go back to the room first. You are looking at Tianshu.” Silver light flashed and disappeared. Can be gone.

Ben Xianjun sat down beside the bed, and Tianshu was still awake. I put his hand back into the quilt and tightened the quilt for him. Jade Emperor seemed to be particularly ruthless towards Tianshu. The whole family died, and his life was forbidden. He also gave him a tuberculosis. Let him hang his guilt half-death. That Nanming was very happy to be a general in Nanjun, but he didn’t hear how it happened.

Tianshu was awake before filling a bowl of medicine. I stretched my sleeves and wiped the corners of his mouth with the medicine. “I went to the water to soak up the root of tuberculosis, why bother.”

Mu Ruoyan smiled bitterly again: “Maybe my body is really a half-dead life, but just a lot of trouble.”

I smirked and said, “You are my apex, and I will do whatever I want for you.” You are the Jade Emperor assigned to the head of Benxianjun, and Benxianjun deserves everything.

After stealing the complaint and returning to the complaint, Ben Xianjun still couldn’t help but ask, “The doctor said that your illness is an old disease of old age. It didn’t take long for Mufu to commit crimes. Before, you were all masters of the Xiangfu government. On the body?”

Mu Ruoyan said nothing.

I said: “Is it related to Shan Shengling again?” Seeing him still did not say anything, and then continued: “You really love him more than Jin Jian. When will you tell me your love history one by one.” Reaching out to grab a handful of Tianshu’s hair, “Also let the boy know that he knows how he got your heart.”

Mu Ruoyan remained silent. Ben Xianjun played with his hair for a long time before letting go. Go out the door.

Under the front yard corridor, a group of things rushed to my leg like an arrow, and the small claws pulled my robe corner and swayed, “Little Uncle Little Uncle ~~” I bounced and touched his head, “Why not be small?” In the study room, I listened to the gentleman’s book, but came out and ran around. ”

Squinting saw Jin Shu hiding behind the pillar, revealing a small face, and after I looked at it, he shrank back towards the pillar. Ben Xianjun boasted that he was suspicious. When the child saw me, he always seemed to see real tiger spirit. Ben Xianjun was puzzled. Jinning wrinkled his nose and shook my legs: “Writing hand hurts, uncle ~ I’m going to see the uncle in the courtyard. My hand hurts, let the uncle in the courtyard blow.”

I smoked the dough, a little boy with brain water. Seeing Hengwen coming from the study in the distance.

I stumbled on Jinning next to my leg and had to greet me with a smile on the spot, “It’s a coincidence, it’s Mr. Zhao.”

As Hengwen approached, he gently bowed his hands, “Three sons.” He looked at my feet and smiled, “Is it young master?”

I smiled again, and my legs suddenly loosened. I saw that Jinning was like a meat label, straight to Hengwen’s body, hugged Hengwen’s legs, “Brother-” Hengwen’s body was long and slender, but he flew a step back. Jinning grabbed the hem of Hengwen’s robe and dangled it, leaning on her small face with a greasy breast and asked, “Brother, what is your name?”

Heng Wenqing Jun is a pure fairy, not born in this world. He has never seen such a child, so he was startled, and said with a smile: “Are you asking me? My surname is Zhao, I am a single name.”

Ben Xianjun strode forward, trying to lift Jinning, and the little boy dragged Hengwen loose, and said with a face: “Brother Zhao is good-looking, Jinning likes! Brother Zhao hugs!” Pulled away from Hengwen, “Doo! Brother Zhao. This is Mr. Zhao who was invited by his grandfather. Call me sir!” Jin Ju was sucking his fingers and moved to Hengwen from behind the pillar. Shrink back.

Hengwen smiled but was very helpful. Jinning twisted in my hand, and wanted to pounce on again, someone under the corridor shouted, “Ninger, what are you doing!” Jinning fixed his body immediately, honestly. His father, Li Sixian, hurried forward, carrying Jinning’s ears from Ben Xianjun’s hand and referring to his side. Jinshu hummed uncle with a small head fly. Li Sixian said sharply: “Mr. So invisible in front of me, how to teach you! Go back to the room and copy your standing speech a hundred times!” Jinning suffocated and cried. Two **** stepped forward and led Jinning Jinshu away. Jinning cried and walked away, wiped his nose with his sleeves and did not forget to look back at Hengwen. Li Sixian arched his hand and said: “The dog is shapeless, Tang suddenly bursts into Mr. Zhao, don’t blame Mr. Zhao.”

“Mr. Zhao” smiled, how could it be strange. “The eldest son is polite, the young master has a naive nature, but his words and knowledge have a natural aura, and he will be named Dragon and Phoenix.”

Mr. Li Sixian said repeatedly, and turned to Ben Xianjun, saying: “Dad is in the main hall, let the younger brother pass you quickly.”

Li Sixian’s face was heavy, and it seemed that Dongjun Wang was looking for Ben Xianjun to do something extraordinary. Ben Xianjun hurried to the main hall with doubts, and met Li Siyuan by the sycamore tree outside the hall. He whispered to me half-covered and said: “You and the one in the yard, father know. The fire is burning.”