He has been so busy recently that he has been entangled in this case and burned all the time. How can he still have a leisure time to drink? Drinking with Xu, this is very weird.
After sending Yu Wenhao in, Yuan Qingling patted his cheek lightly, "Fifth, wake up."
Yu Wenhao slept deeply, as if fainted, and didn't respond to any calls.
"Broken, not drunk, but medicine." Tang Yang said anxiously on the side.
"Be drugged?" Yuan Qing was surprised, "Are you drugged?"
"It must be, Qiluo, hurry up and find a bottle of green medicine in my room." Tang Yang hurriedly turned around and ordered.
Qiluo uttered a cry and ran out immediately. After a while, he came over with a green narrow-necked porcelain bottle in his hand and handed it to Tang Yang.
Tang Yang immediately opened the cork, and an unpleasant smell immediately dispersed in the house. This smell can not only be stinky, but also contains an unspeakable smell of rotten eggs. The layering is wave after wave. The earth gushed out, and it was already unbearable before it reached the nose. Qi Luo ran out and vomited. Even Yuan Qingling couldn't help but retching.
Tang Yang had already prepared. He turned his head and took a deep breath before pinching his nose. With the other hand, he put the porcelain bottle on the edge of Yu Wenhao's nose. Although Yu Wenhao was fascinated, he breathed smoothly, especially when he was asleep. Take a breath, very hearty.
Yu Wenhao bounced up all he heard, covering his nose, and ran out, vomiting at the old locust tree along with Qi Luo who was vomiting on the porch.
"Hurry up!" Yuan Qingling covered her mouth and nose with her sleeves, and said to Tang Yang sullenly.
Tang Yang blocked the bottle, but the smell hadn't dissipated for a long time, and Yuan Qing Lingshi couldn't help but walk out to get some fresh air.
After Yu Wenhao vomited, he cursed a few words about the smell, still feeling groggy, but his consciousness came back and his eyes widened, "Why am I here? Aren't I in Prince An's Mansion?"
"You were drunk in Prince An's Mansion and were sent back." Yuan Qingling stepped forward to support him, "Are you drunk or drugged?"
Yu Wenhao's face was pale and he stomped, "Fourth!"
"Xu Yi, Xu Yi!" He turned back and shouted abruptly.
"Xu Yi, like you, was sent back by medicine." Tang Yang already knew what was going on, and after explaining it, he immediately went out to find someone.
Yu Wenhao stopped him, "That guy must have ran away. You don't need to find someone else. If you want to chase the fourth child, you must find the third child. You immediately send someone to get the third child out of the city to intercept him."
Tang Yang was startled, "However, King Wei and King An have private grievances. If King Wei goes after him, I'm afraid..."
Yu Wenhao's eyes were split with hatred, "Tell the youngest to lose half his life at any opportunity to get him back. I will be responsible for what happened."
"Okay!" Tang Yang lifted his spirits, immediately turned around, paused and passed the medicine to Qi Luo, "Smell Xu and let him wake up."
Yuan Qing Ling helped Yu Wenhao in, and gently swept his back, worried and said: "Will this medicine have any side effects? Have you seen you better?"
Yu Wenhao only felt that his stomach was still rolling, and his brows became dried pickles, "It's fine, but what medicine did you use for me? Why is it so smelly?"
"Master Tang's." Yuan Qingling felt that the taste was really spicy, so after going out for a while, it still smelled very unpleasant in this room.
Yu Wenhao suddenly turned pale, "It's Thousand Corpse Water, I..."
He ran out again, and there was a sound of wow.
After a full stick of incense, Yuan Qingling was also incense and fan, and only then did the smell in the house dissipate. The happy mother came over to make Yu Wenhao a pot of big leaf tea, and then burned it. A grain of Su Hexiang made him feel better.
The happy mother took three babies tonight, in the wing next door, there was a lot of movement, and even the snacks woke up, shaking their heads one by one, the same little sleeping clothes, exactly the same little face, six eyes, It was exactly the same. Yu Wenhao was dizzy from sight, with six black eyeballs wafting in front of her eyes.
"Go back to sleep!" He raised his hand and closed his eyes.
The dim sums did not leave, but climbed onto the bed, with a pinch, a shoulder pounding, and a temple rubbing, small fingers, soft and soft, without much strength, but comfortable and soft to the touch.
Yu Wenhao didn't think they would be so considerate. He was taken aback for a while and looked at Yuan Qingling with his eyes open, very flattered.
I have been busy for too long. I haven't even had time to talk to my children recently. Even when I came back at night, I was too tired and fell asleep. I didn't even ask them about their situation.
"Daddy is sick," Baozi said, rubbing his temples for him, old-fashioned. "If you are sick, you should take a good rest, sleep, and drink soup."
"You can't drink soup if you are sick!" Tangyuan corrected. "Grandma said, the soup is greasy, so drink grandma."
"What do you know? To drink soup, as Yuyi Cao said, if you are sick, drink soup to nourish." Baozi glared at the dumplings, not allowing him to refute his authority as a eldest brother.
Tangyuan was bullied since he was a child, so naturally he didn't dare to say any more, just clinging to Yu Wenhao and rubbing his fingers.
When Nuomi beat his shoulder, Xu was tired and slept directly on Yu Wenhao's back.
Yu Wenhao turned around and grabbed him and hugged him in her arms. Nuomi opened her eyes, said a tired word in a daze, and then closed her eyes again.
Steamed buns and glutinous rice balls also came over to fight for favor, one by one, begging to hug them.
Yu Wenhao looked at the three small heads dangling in front of him, and raised his head to look at Yuan Qingling's drooping and gentle eyebrows. There was an urge to cry.
Madam Xi and Man'er took the dim sums with them. Yu Wenhao wiped the corners of his eyes, fell asleep, pulled the quilt to cover his head, and said dullly: "It's noisy."
Yuan Qing Ling knew that he was duplicity, but she was actually very touched in her heart. He opened the quilt and lay on him, reaching out from his back to hug him. "The child has grown up slowly and knows how to be considerate."
"Three little kids, what do you know?" He pressed Yuan Qingling's hand to the position of his chest, his heart beating like drums, "It's just that you're right, they are getting older, and so on. I have been busy for a while, I have to teach them well."
Yuan Qingling heard him describe companionship as education, knowing that he couldn't get acquainted with his children. The fathers here are the same. They don't seem to be fathers if they don't have a stern face. They don't want to be friends with children.
No matter, there is always only one person who is afraid of the three primary schools, otherwise, it will be difficult to educate.
"Lao Yuan," he turned around, his handsome eyebrows were full of happiness, and his jet-black eyes had a deep light, "Thank you for giving birth to three cute and sensible dolls for me."