Master Is Pregnant

Chapter 46: I'm sick, I'm not pretending

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I lightly raised my eyelids, Liu Che was standing far away with a jug of wine, looking at me and smiling.

I will always meet him when I am unhappy, and I will be unhappy when I meet him when I am happy.

I didn't want to see anyone at this time, but he obviously didn't understand the eviction in my eyes.

"You look depressed, and I rarely see you like this." He sat down opposite me familiarly, and I remained silent, wondering if I knew you very well.

He poured me a glass of wine, "You are in such a mood that you should drink Huadiao."

I raised my wine glass and threw it aside, "The master said that you can't drink tea and wine that has passed through someone else's hands."

His expression didn't change, he seemed to have been prepared for a long time, I poured out the wine, he didn't get annoyed, he simply drank his own. "How to relieve worries, only Du Kang."

"Wine enters the heart of sorrow and turns into tears of lovesickness." I continued, "Secrets will captivate the eyes, and wine will poison the intestines..." Yan Wu said, the harm of wine and sex must be moderate. The second half of the sentence paused on my tongue, but I didn't say it after all. "You magic stick, since you love fortune-telling, why don't you help me calculate how many marriages and men there will be in your fate."

Liu Che said leisurely: "Someone told me that life should not be counted too much, the more counted, the thinner it will be."

I sneered and said, "You're afraid you won't be sure."

"The man also said that wealth, marriage, happiness and longevity are all in the palm of your hand. Fate is not calculated, but needs to be mastered by oneself."

"That person lied to you. If he had known where the end point was, he wouldn't have taken so many detours." I said disdainfully.

"But if you go straight to the finish line, don't you miss the scenery along the way?" Young Liu Che squeezed the wine glass, the wine was strong, his fair face was slightly pink, and the corners of his eyes were slightly flushed from smiling.

"Which bastard is so reasonable!" I frowned and cut.

"Well, it's a bastard." He smiled, and suddenly coughed, coughing desperately.

"Young man..." I couldn't stand it anymore, "It is said that fortune tellers will be punished if they reveal the sky. Be careful not to be struck by lightning when you go out, and be careful not to choke to death when drinking!"

He managed to stop coughing, raised his sleeves to wipe the corners of his eyes, and said with a smile: "Master, you don't leave any room for evil in your words, so you should be more careful!"

I glared at him, wanted to curse a few words, but couldn't muster up the energy, and finally asked, "Where did you get the wine?"

"kitchen."

"Go, bring me two pots!"

"Didn't you say that you don't drink wine that has passed through other people's hands?"

"You don't dare to tamper with my territory!"

Young Liu Che smiled helplessly, shook his head, and staggered to the kitchen again, brought two small altars of wine and two large bowls, and drank alone in the breeze and moonlight—each drinking his own.

The emotional entanglement between me and Yan Wu, but I can't tell the other four people. I went to Mo Wei, and I was afraid of disturbing his good deeds. Only this refreshing Ye Laixiang would accompany me to heartbroken...

"Hey, tell me, how can I keep someone?" I hiccupped and asked.

"It depends on whether she has you in her heart." Liu Che and I sat back to back, only hearing his voice, already sixty percent drunk. "If she has you in her heart, it's easy to stay. If she doesn't, even if you die in front of her, she won't take another look at you."

"Hey..." I shook my head and mocked, "Speaking so bitterly. If he doesn't have me in his heart, why should I keep him? If he has me in his heart, why did he leave again?"

"From love comes hatred, ignorance, anger, fear, and worry. It is easy to love, but difficult to love each other.

"Ask what love is in the world!" I sighed quietly, "It makes people want to vomit after drinking..."

"Hehe..." Liu Che echoed with a low laugh, the young man's voice was drunk and cold. "The man said that rich people will eventually get married, and lovers will suffer all their lives. It doesn't matter if you don't know the word love."

"That's up to you!" I stood up staggeringly, looked at the sky with white belly, thought to myself, it's dawn, it's time to sleep, but which room should I go to sleep in...

Forget it, let's go back to Li Garden.

After a night of wind blowing and drinking, my temples throbbed and a nerve in the back of my neck was numb, I crawled back to Li Garden in a dizzy way, thinking inexplicably: Qiao Si must have thought I went to Tang Garden, Tang San must have thought that I went to Qiao Yuan, Tao Er must be too busy to take care of me, what master is thinking, how can I guess...

I rolled and crawled onto the bed, the quilt was cold, I shivered a bit, I didn’t change my clothes, I slipped into the quilt after kicking off my shoes, drunk and dreamy, not as happy as I imagined, I closed my eyes, my mind The images are so vague that I can't catch them quickly, and I can't tell which ones are dreams and which ones are memories.

The sun was shining towards the bed, and my ears hurt a bit, so I opened my eyes in a daze.

Tang San's eyes were burning with raging anger, and he twisted my ears. "Master, where did you go to drink all night last night!"

I shook my head - so nauseous...

Tang San saw that I looked like I was about to die, his anger subsided a little, he touched my forehead with the back of his hand, and his anger hit a new high: "I still have a fever!"

I giggled... "I was in a good mood last night. I drank some wine and had some wind." I told him honestly, anyway, he would always know.

"You!" He was so angry that he pinched my waist angrily, covering me tightly. "Lie down for me, I'll ask Yan Wu to come over and have a look!"

My heart skipped a beat, and I grabbed his wrist before I could think clearly about the problem: "Don't go!"

Tang San looked back at me, raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

I faltered twice, and said, "I'll just cover it up, I don't want to take medicine..."

Tang San sighed helplessly, "Why are you still so childish, how can you not take medicine when you are sick."

I dare not take it... Yan Li, that is a bitter medicine...

"Don't go, stay with me." I pulled his wrist and said pitifully.

In this way, he lost his resistance, struggled a bit, and said: "I'll ask someone to cook some hot porridge for you, you lie down first."

I was a little hungry, so I finally let go of my obedience.

He went out for a while, and when he came in again, he held a basin in his hand, wrung out a hot towel and wiped it off for me, and said with disgust, "It smells like alcohol, it's disgusting!"

I closed my eyes and accepted his rough hands and feet, which were not gentle, and gave a lazily hum.

At this time, a servant from outside reported back: "The fifth son is not in Yanyuan."

Startled, I opened my eyes. "he's gone?"

Tang San glanced at me inexplicably, then asked the servant: "Where did you go, when will you be back?"

"Fifth Young Master didn't explain."

Tang San frowned, muttering "what the hell". "Forget it, you go to the city and invite the best doctor."

"yes."

Drenched in cold sweat, I grabbed Tang San's wrist, "Yan Wu is gone? Why didn't you inform me?"

Tang San frowned and said: "It's not a big deal, do I have to tell you every time I go out?"

Xu's head was burning and confused, and it took me a long time to realize that Yan Wu was just going out for a trip and would come back...

"Hehe, it's okay..." I breathed a sigh of relief and lay back down again.

I changed into dry clothes and pretended to be dead under the quilt. The news of the fever spread quickly. The master and Qiao Si both came to see him. Qiao Si still expressed his condolences and concern with his silence. I talked for a while, and while the others were away, I grabbed him and asked a question.

"Master, if one day you have to choose between the world and me, will you choose me or give up on me?"

The master was stunned for a moment, looked at me deeply, and poked my forehead—"Master, stop poking, I really have a fever, but I'm serious!"

"Does Yu'er want to listen to the truth?" After a long time, the master asked slowly.

I sighed and shrank back under the covers. "Forget it, I still don't listen."

The master's hand caressed my back through the bed. "Yu'er, when I don't have to lie to you, I won't lie."

"If one day I really have to make this choice, I will choose Tianxia." Hey, sure enough...

"But as long as you hold my hand, I will always be by your side."

"Everyone in the world is not obliged to me. I can't help the common people. I want at least one person to be happy." The master gently tore off my quilt, and put his warm hand on my face, "Yu'er, are you worried?" What?"

I'm worried... I'm worried that you have principles and persistence that are more important than Li Yingyu's in your hearts. At the last moment, you gave up the jade and took the bear's paw... When I get old, I will proudly boast to others: I used to have five The magnificent and beautiful servant!

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