Lin Qingyu didn't fully understand what Lu Wancheng said, but he probably understood what he meant. Lu Wancheng was able to understate his time so soon, is he really not afraid of death
Lu Wancheng was a sick person, and it was the limit to hold on to it. He lay down on the bed and said, "Beauty, you..."
Lin Qingyu sternly said: "What do you call it indiscriminately."
Because of his appearance, Lin Qingyu was often harassed by apprentices when he was studying abroad. For some people who call him "beauties" and "babies" at every turn, he just wants to put in their mouths the poison that he personally prepared and can force people to shut up.
However, although Lu Wancheng called a beauty, he did not look at him like a frivolous person. It was not hopeless to stare at him.
"You're so fierce, aren't you happy to praise you for your good looks?" Lu Wancheng closed his eyes and said, "That's it, I'm going to rest, you can do it yourself."
After some tossing, the time has passed. There was really nothing else to do besides going to bed.
The maidservant just now helped Lu Wancheng take off her clothes and wiped her hands and face. Lin Qingyu also wore the wedding dress and wedding crown he used to get married, with flowers painted on the center of her eyebrows, and the makeup on her face was not washed.
Yes, he put on makeup today. Although Xi Niang only painted his eyebrows and lips under his strong request, his face was already cold and beautiful, and after using these, his lips were like flames, and his eyebrows were like picturesque. This look made others full of praise, but it made him frightened. It seemed that what was squeezing between his lips was not a rouge paper, but a shackle that restrained him. It was the entire Nan'an Hou Mansion and... Tianjia that put him on this shackle.
He will remember this hatred.
He also remembered the Xi Niang who had to let him use ointment and made him feel uncomfortable somewhere.
As for his unknowing "husband"... If what Lu Wancheng said is true, they can really spend the six months together in peace, only in the name of husband and wife, without the truth of husband and wife, he can barely remember Lu Wancheng. The enemy.
A dying person, why bother with him too much.
Naturally, there could not be two beds in the Xi room, the only one was occupied by Lu Wancheng, and Lin Qingyu decided to stay the night with Admiral.
At this time, shortly after the New Year’s Day, the sun has not yet warmed up, so you will definitely catch the cold if you just sleep on a soft collapse. Lin Qingyu saw an extra quilt on Xi's bed, thinking that the servants of the Hou Mansion were afraid that their precious little Hou Ye would not be used to sleeping on the same quilt with others, so they prepared it deliberately.
In that case, Lin Qingyu didn't want to be polite.
Lu Wancheng still couldn't escape the torment of illness and pain in his sleep, his eyebrows were gathered lightly. Lin Qingyu took the quilt lightly, and Lu Wancheng was still awake.
When Lu Wancheng opened his eyes, Lin Qingyu was bending over, and the hair hanging from his chest fell on his cheeks, making it itchy.
The two looked at each other. Before Lu Wancheng could speak, Lin Qingyu said first: "I'll take the quilt."
Lu Wancheng smiled: "You take it."
Lin Qingyu hugged the quilt on the soft collapse and spread it out. Just as he was about to lie in, Lu Wancheng said, "Don't you take your clothes off when you sleep?"
Although the wedding dress worn by the male and wife is not as complicated and cumbersome as the wedding dress of the woman, it is also a tunic with three layers inside and three layers outside. It is far less convenient and comfortable to wear than ordinary clothes. Lu Wancheng looks tired for him.
Lin Qingyu calmly said: "Naturally want to get off."
Turning his back to Lu Wancheng, he raised his hand to unlock the outermost buckle. The coat fell from his shoulders and slid to his ankles. Pieces of clothing were removed, and after a while, he was just like Lu Wancheng, with only the close-fitting bedding left on him.
After taking off his clothes, he turned around and glanced at Xichuang—well, Lu Wancheng fell asleep again.
Early the next morning.
Lin Qingyu always sleeps lightly, and Lu Wancheng wakes him up with a light cough. On the bed, Lu Wancheng was lying on his side, his face was mostly blocked by the scattered blue silk, his sleeping posture was casual and not solemn at all.
As soon as Lin Qingyu got up from the collapse, there was a knock on the door: "Young Master and Young Master, it's time to get up. According to the rules, you will go to Master Hou and Madam Hou to offer tea later."
Lu Wancheng showed no sign of waking up. Lin Qingyu opened the door and let them in. The maid walking in the front was Fengqin who served Lu Wancheng next to her. She entered the room with hot water, and saw the soft quilt on her face, and her expression was strange for a moment.
Half of the maids came to wait for Lin Qingyu to freshen up, and half went to get Lu Wancheng up. Lin Qingyu changed into a snow-blue robe, and his long hair was simply tied up with a jade crown. He was still dressed up as an ordinary man, but compared with yesterday's wedding, he was less bright and more dignified.
Fengqin also wanted to put on makeup for Lin Qingyu. Lin Qingyu said, "No."
Fengqin said, "But I looked at Young Master yesterday and put on makeup."
"You also said it was yesterday." Lin Qingyu scanned the makeup on the table and said irritably, "Take these down."
Lin Qingyu has finished putting on her clothes, and the person on Lu Wancheng is still asleep. A few maidservants gathered around the bed, calling him softly:
"Master, it's time for you and Young Master to toast the old lady with tea."
"Master..."
Lu Wancheng remained motionless, his expression calm, his hands folded on his chest, like a Buddha statue.
Fengqin said uneasyly, "Master Xiaohou will not faint again, right?"
Lin Qingyu stepped forward, carefully observed Lu Wancheng, and said, "No, he just fell asleep and was forced to wake up."
Fengqin asked if she didn't understand, "Young Master, why is it'forcibly called'?"
"Be louder, or lift his quilt." Lin Qingyu said, "but don't forget, he is a patient. Unless you want him to get worse, don't disturb him to rest."
Fengqin asked, "But, over there for Master Hou and his wife..."
Lin Qingyu interrupted, "What is he doing? Do you want him to serve tea? Rules are more important than his life?" In Dayu, the bride and husband usually serve tea to their parents on the second day of their wedding. . If Lu Wancheng doesn't go, then he probably won't have to go either.
Before the queen gave the marriage, Nan'an Hou's wife Liang once sent someone to the door to propose a marriage, but he decisively refused to ask for the queen, thus putting the Lin family in a situation of either marrying or dying. Not to mention treating the Nan'an couple as "in-laws", he didn't even care about them.
Fengqin didn't dare to call the shots, and sent a little maid to report to the Liang family. Not long afterwards, the grandmother next to the Liang family replied: "Madam said, it is rare for the young master to sleep peacefully, and let him continue to sleep. She and Houye only drink tea from Young Master alone."
Lin Qingyu sneered: "Madam really loves her son like her life."
People in the Hou Mansion are involuntary. No matter how reluctant, Lin Qingyu could only put on a snow poncho and followed the mother to the front hall.
Along the way, the grandmother was chatting about the rules of the Hou Mansion's inner house. Lin Qingyu automatically cut her voice out of her ears only when she was farting. He was wearing Hipa yesterday, and he could only see a few steps under his feet. Today he can see the true appearance of Nan'an Hou Mansion. Although he had never been to the palace, he had gone to the palace with his father before. The magnificence of Nan'an Hou's Mansion was not inferior to the Wang's Mansion in the slightest, with carved beams and painted buildings, gorgeous and noble, which shows that Nan'an Hou's status in the court is extraordinary.
In the front hall, Nan'anhou and Liang were seated in the upper seat. Nan'an Hou Nian is not confused, taciturn, and has a strong face; Liang's charm still exists, kind eyebrows and good-looking eyes, she looks like a good-natured lady.
Lin Qingyu took the tea from her mother and couldn't help but imagine the scene of poisoning herself in it.
What poison is there to give them a taste of losing their freedom.
The two drank Lin Qingyu's tea. Liang smiled and said, "Qingyu, did you sleep well last night?"
Lin Qingyu returned to his senses and said, "It's acceptable."
"From now on, the Hou Mansion will be your home. If there is anything you are not used to, just tell your mother."
"Thank you, ma'am."
Grandma said: "Why is Young Master still called'Mrs.'? You have to be called'Mother' just like Master Xiaohou."
This mother is really obsessed with changing her mouth, so she can simply call her [Change her mouth]. She wanted to bark, why didn't she bark.
Lin Qingyu lowered his eyes and said, "It is hard to change my mouth because of habit. I hope Mrs. Hou will forgive me."
Nan'anhou looked unhappy. Liang said graciously: "It's okay, it will be long in Japan. In the first few months I married into the Hou Mansion, I always forgot to change my tongue."
Nan'anhou said, "We still have to get used to it as soon as possible, so as not to let people watch jokes."
Lin Qingyu thought of her parents and forbeared, "Yes."
The Liang took another sip of tea and said: "Your birthday character and Wan Cheng's are a match made in heaven. Lord Hou and I also fancy this point, so I asked the priest to give the marriage. Qingyu, you will be your husband in the future. First, wait on the sickbed, let Wan Cheng be more blessed with you."
Lin Qingyu nodded stubbornly.
Nan'anhou said, "Speaking of which, you are the son of the imprisonment of the Taiyuan Hospital, and you have worshipped a famous teacher. Your medical skills are definitely not bad."
Lin Qingyu's chest was suffocated for a while.
Yes, his medical skills are not bad. He could have been able to help the world and heal the wounded, but now he is trapped in the back house and be a man and wife who is safe and self-defeating. And the culprit still said: "Although Wan Cheng's body is taken care of by Doctor Zhang, you can also take care of some of it. Don't waste your medical skills."
Nan'an Hou also worked as an errand for Shangshu from the Ministry of Households. The Liang gave a jade jade bracelet to Lin Qingyu, saying, "This is the dowry I brought from my natal family. I wanted to give it to Wan Cheng's son in the future. Now..." Liang paused and smiled again. , You keep it."
Lin Qingyu would not understand Liang's intention. She took so much effort to marry Lu Wancheng a male wife, and she did not forget that she could not have children if she abandons her male wife.
Worthy of being a member of the Nan'an Hou Mansion, one is worse than the other, and Lu Wancheng is barely able to see him.
Lin Qingyu returned to the Lanfeng Pavilion where Lu Wancheng lived, and threw the brocade box containing the jade bracelet to Fengqin. Fengqin said: "Young Master is back, Xiaohouye hasn't woken up yet. How long have you been asleep, is it really okay..."
Lin Qingyu stopped walking towards the study: "I'll go take a look."
What he wanted to see was not Lu Wancheng, but the pulse that Lu Wancheng had rarely seen in a century. Doctor Zhang, who diagnosed Lu Wancheng's pulse last night, knew a little bit that he was indeed a well-known doctor with real talents. It would be a pity not to know the pulse condition that Doctor Zhang has never seen before.
When Lin Qingyu walked into the inner room, Lu Wancheng was still asleep, even keeping the posture he had before leaving. He stood by the bed, condescendingly watching Lu Wancheng. I have to say that Lu Wancheng doesn't look like his parents very much, and his appearance is much more refined than that of Nan Anhou and his wife.
Lin Qingyu rolled up his sleeves, sticking out his fingertips. He hadn't even touched Lu Wancheng's pulse, but his hand was caught off guard, and a loose voice sounded: "Sneak up, what do you want to do, Lin Qingyu?"
Lin Qingyu's hand stiffened: "Let go." As for Lu Wancheng's body, he was afraid that Lu Wancheng would faint if he tried a little bit to break free.
Lu Wancheng let go, his eyes closed, but the corners of his lips curled up: "Don't get excited, I don't like men, you don't have to guard me."
Lin Qingyu widened his eyes: "You don't like men?"
"Yes. I remember that even though Dayu is a male style, not everyone has his sleeves broken." Lu Wancheng opened his eyes, "What about you? Are you?"
Lin Qingyu choked.
It has been a month since he was given the marriage and no one has ever asked him this question. Anyway, he is going to marry a man, so what is the difference between a man and a woman
"I... Of course not."
Lu Wancheng covered his lips and coughed a few times, then said sympathetically: "Then you marry me Chongxi, wouldn't you be wronged to death?"
Lin Qingyu's eyebrows were gloomy: "Nonsense. Give me happiness in exchange for you, won't you be wronged?"
"That's why I said to make up for you."
"It's easy to say, what will you do to compensate me?"
"My legacy."
Lin Qingyu sneered: "I have to fight for your inheritance."
Lu Wancheng asked: "Then what compensation do you want, as long as it is not troublesome and strenuous, I can give it to you."
He wants to take the examination of the Imperial Medical Office, wants to leave Nan'an Houfu, wants to do what he wants to do. But he knew it was almost impossible. The marriage between him and Lu Wancheng was gifted by Shengshang, even if Lu Wancheng agreed and left, Shengshang nodded his head.
Lin Qingyu was silent for a while, and said, "Give me your hand."
Lu Wancheng held his wrist in the other hand, and said vigilantly: "Huh? What are you doing?"
Lin Qingyu said impatiently: "Give you a pulse."
"Say it early." Lu Wancheng raised his hand, showing his wrist, "Doctor Lin, please."
There was a charcoal basin burning in the room, and Lu Wancheng was shrouded in bed, but his wrists were still cold. Feeling the beating of his pulse, Lin Qingyu frowned.
Lu Wancheng's body was good, but the disease was not eradicated. He could feel the "sudden vitality" that Doctor Zhang said. But Lu Wancheng's body was like a bottomless pit, consuming this vitality little by little. Unless the root of the disease is removed, Lu Wancheng will still not survive half a year until his vitality is exhausted.
There is no cure for Lu Wancheng's disease.
Seeing Lin Qingyu's face sinking like water, Lu Wancheng asked, "Am I saved?"
Lin Qingyu asked: "Why do you think so."
"Because you are not happy." Lu Wancheng looked like it had nothing to do with him, "Substitute you, I think you should wish me to die sooner."
Lin Qingyu couldn't help asking: "You really don't care about life and death at all?"
"Nothing to care about." Lu Wancheng smiled, "My fate is beyond my control. Don't worry, my widow, you are on your guard."
Lin Qingyu: "..."