The night was dark.
Ji Shangqing was leaning against the head of the bed. He had finished his treatment and was about to rest.
Qiao Zheng stood aside, tidying up the medicine box carefully, and said casually, "The toxins haven't been removed so quickly, I have to come back tomorrow."
Ji Shangqing had just experienced the most embarrassing thing in her life. She wished she could send Qiao Zheng away as soon as possible, and quickly agreed, "Thank you very much."
Qiao Zheng put the acupuncture box and silk cloth into the box, looked back at Ji Shangqing, and hesitated to speak.
Ji Shangqing endured the pain somewhere, and lay down slowly. Just as he closed his eyes, Qiao Zheng said, "I put the prescription on the table, and the usage and dosage are all on it. Take it on time."
"Thank you." Ji Shangqing closed his eyes.
"There are more." Qiao Zheng said.
Ji Shangqing opened his eyes and looked at him.
Qiao Zheng paused: "I met your wife last time, and I always thought you were a very lucky person." Lowering her volume, she muttered, "Now I think she is the lucky one."
"What did you say?" Ji Shangqing didn't hear the last sentence clearly.
Qiao Zheng closed the box: "It's nothing, I'm going back to the Ganoderma lucidum hall, and I'm leaving."
Ji Shangqing nodded slightly, and saw Qiao Zheng walking out with the box on his hands and feet, his posture was very strange, and he didn't know what stimulated him.
…
In the Ming Hall, Mother Rong retreated with her servants and closed the door from the outside. She stood at the door, looking at the endless night. At the end of the night, Xun Lan knelt on the ground straight.
Inside the room, Mrs. Ji took Qiao Wei's hand and sighed before saying anything.
Qiao Wei's eyes fell on her face that seemed to have suddenly become more vicissitudes, and said softly: "Grandmother, what do you want to say to me?"
"It's about Da Furen." Mrs. Ji sighed helplessly, "I know that Mingxiu refuses to recognize her as a mother, she is younger, and she is a second wife, but no matter what, she is your father's wife , is your mother."
Qiao Wei smiled and said, "Grandmother said so."
Mrs. Ji said: "You may not know about the Xun family. Before marrying your father, the Xun family lived in Ji's family for several years and got along well with everyone. She knows how to measure and has always followed the rules. What I want to tell you may not be appropriate, but I don’t understand some things, and I’m afraid you will misunderstand everyone.”
Qiao Wei laughed dryly, everyone means...
Mrs. Ji said: "Today's matter is due to Zhou's going too far, but I hope you don't put this account on Xun's head."
"I won't, Grandmother."
No wonder, mother Zhou didn't know who hated her so much.
Mrs. Ji patted Qiao Wei's hand and said: "Speaking of which, the Xun family is also a poor person. She lost her father since she was a child, her mother remarried, and her uncles and uncles treated her badly. Although she was raised in our house, in the end It's not a girl surnamed Ji, it's hard, I'm afraid you can only experience it if you live under someone else's fence."
Qiao Wei thought to herself that I don't even have a chance to live under someone else's roof. An orphan who grew up in a wealthy family, how could someone feel sorry for her? Without the Ji family, Xun Lan would have known what a miserable life would have been, okay? Every day, they eat delicious food, drink spicy food, wear gold and silver, and are served by a large group of maids and women. When they go out, they say that they are a girl who is raised in Ji's family. Who really dares to belittle her? It's just worse than the master of the Ji family.
Mrs. Ji recalled: "She came to Ji's family when she was six years old, and was taken back by people from Gusu Xun's family when she was thirteen. The man will come and hire her, and she will be married only when she reaches the age of Ji. Since it is the order of her parents, it is not easy for the Ji family to force her to stay, so they let her go with the Xun family."
Qiao Wei blinked, that short-lived ghost who died on the wedding night, turned out to be her husband-in-law who married with his fingertips
"How is that family?" Qiao Wei asked.
Mrs. Ji said, "He's a celebrity in Gusu, and he's rightly related to the Xun family."
He is right with the Xun family, but he is definitely different from the Ji family.
Mrs. Ji sighed: "It's a pity that when she was young, her fiancé got smallpox and passed away."
Huh? Not the short-lived ghost of the wedding night? !
"And after that?" Qiao Wei asked again.
Mrs. Ji said: "Afterwards, this marriage was cancelled. After the cancellation, I took her back again. I thought, it would not be difficult to find another good husband for her."
If her fiancé died in Gusu, many people would think that Xun Lan killed her. It would be very difficult for Xun Lan to find a good husband's family in Gusu.
For Xun Lan, it was indeed the best way out for the old lady to do so.
Mrs. Ji said again: "She is so stubborn that she insisted on observing the festival for her dead fiancé for three years. After this delay, it was delayed until eighteen. Eighteen is not too big. I still found a marriage. The youngest son of Master Yuan's family, former Zhongshuling."
Zhongshuling is an official who can help the emperor handle government affairs in the court. It can be said that he is a close minister of the emperor. He is highly valued by the emperor.
"This time... why didn't it work?" Qiao Wei asked softly.
Old Mrs. Ji said: "This time, she is very happy, and her fiancé is also strong and strong, but what is angry is that the night before the wedding, that man eloped with a girl from a brothel!"
Qiao Wei was dumbfounded, is there such a thing? Were the ancients also so bold? !
Mrs. Ji's face revealed a trace of displeasure: "Afterwards, the Yuan family found the rebellious son, tied him up and came to apologize, and said that such things would never happen again, and they would treat the Xun family kindly as if they were their own. But how dare we let Mrs. Xun marry such a man? Isn’t this pushing Mrs. Xun into the fire pit?”
Therefore, this is not a short-lived ghost on the wedding night.
Be good, how many exes did the little stepmother go through before she and Ji Shangqing got married
Mrs. Ji shook her head: "She was heartbroken. No matter how much we persuaded her, she would refuse to marry. If she mentioned marriage again, she would shave her head and go to the temple to be a sister-in-law. This delay, delay She was twenty-one years old. This year, she met a good young man."
"Who met?"
Qiao Wei stopped Mrs. Ji in one sentence, and Mrs. Ji paused, and said, "Your father."
Mrs. Ji said regretfully: "The Xun family is also very satisfied with him. I thought it would be successful, but he died suddenly on the wedding night."
This is the short-lived ghost of the wedding night.
Mrs. Ji lowered her eyes sadly. For a moment, Qiao Wei felt that she seemed to have something to hide, but the next second, she sighed and said: "The family and the Xun family are very unhappy, so I will let your father go Bring Xun Shi back."
Did you let me do it, or... did my father go by himself
"It was in the south of the Yangtze River, and the journey was far away. Unfortunately, when I came back, I met a group of robbers..." Mrs. Ji paused at this point. Even if she didn't say it, Qiao Wei could guess it through her expression.
Xun Lan was ruined all her life, and Ji Shangqing felt guilty, so she proposed to marry her.
This may have been strongly opposed by everyone at the time, especially Ji Shuang, but Ji Shangqing insisted on marrying, the old lady nodded, and Xun Lan passed the door.
Mrs. Ji thought of something, and said again: "Your second uncle, third uncle and aunt don't know about that matter, neither does Wanwan."
"Does meditation know?" Qiao Wei asked.
Mrs. Ji nodded: "He knows. The Xun family is suffering from illness and has difficulty raising children. Brother Liu was born by her desperately. I don't know if he was not raised well in the mother's womb. Brother Liu was born with weak bones. He is not like Jing Yun. Wang Shu is like two little calves."
The little stepmother is really a character, the marriage is so ups and downs, it seems that all the bad things in the world have happened to her alone. Yes, has no one suspected that there may be something hidden in it? Could it be that she offended someone, the Ji family offended someone, or—
That's all, or what, it can't change the fact that the little stepmother married into Ji's family.
After that, Mrs. Ji chatted with Qiao Wei about the Xun family's trivial matters. Qiao Wei understood what Mrs. Ji meant, and she didn't want Qiao Wei to blame Zhou's mother on Xun Lan's head She sincerely said that she must honor her mother-in-law. The old lady was very happy, and she also liked Qiao Wei, the granddaughter-in-law, more and more. She praised Qiao Wei for knowing how to advance and retreat, and being reasonable.
"It's just not virtuous enough." After leaving Tongyuan, Qiao Wei stretched comfortably.
Bi'er came up to meet her, and put on a robe for Qiao Wei: "It's cold, be careful."
Qiao Wei yawned: "Where's my father?"
Bi'er tied the ribbon on Qiao Wei: "The master has gone back, and said that he will come back to see Master Ji again tomorrow."
Qiao Wei raised her eyebrows, without waiting for her to say a few words, she was indeed a married daughter, she was splashed with water.
…
Qiao Wei went back to Qinglianju, and the two little buns turned somersaults on her bed, and Xiao Bai followed the example of the two, turning from the head of the bed to the foot of the bed.
Qiao Wei couldn't help laughing, walked over, and touched the backs of the two of them: "They're all soaked, this bath is a waste of time."
Wang Shu jumped up and down on the bed, smiling and said: "It's so warm!"
Under the ground of the entire Ji family, there are earth dragons like the imperial palace, can it not be warm
Qiao Wei called hot water, wiped the backs of the two children, changed into dry clothes, and was about to let the two of them go back to their room to rest, when Bi'er walked in with a hurried expression: "Ma'am! My uncle is back!"
I heard that the two little buns who came back from meditation refused to sleep no matter what, Wang Shu ran out with bare feet, without shoes, and Jing Yun wanted to run, but was pressed by Qiao Wei on the bed.
Qiao Wei put on shoes and a small padded jacket for Jing Yun, and the three servant girls ran after Wang Shu.
The three of them were so out of breath that they couldn't even reach the corner of Wang Shu's clothes.
Chan'er was so tired that she rolled her eyes: "What child? How can you run so fast..."
Chan'er got down on the ground, Yan'er couldn't run anymore, only Bi'er was still chasing tenaciously, finally caught up with Wang Shu, and was about to stretch out her hand to pick up this naughty little thing, when she saw a car The carriage stopped at the door, and no one got out of the car, Wang Shu unceremoniously rushed up and hit the man in his arms.
There was a bang, and both father and daughter fell on the floor of the carriage.
Ji Mingxiu bumped her firmly, his head was stunned, but he hugged her tightly and didn't let go for a moment.
Wang Shu lay on top of him, hugged his neck with his fleshy little hands, and smacked his face: "Daddy!"
Looking at the sweaty little guy, Ji Mingxiu's heart softened in an instant, and he rubbed her little head lovingly: "Daddy is back, do you miss Daddy?"
Wang Shu blinked his bright eyes, and nodded like a pounding garlic.
Ji Mingxiu slightly raised the corners of his lips: "Daddy misses you too."
Wang Shu hugged him, rubbing his small head in his arms.
Ji Mingxiu picked her up and wrapped her in his arms with a cloak.
"You don't even wear shoes, I tell you that you are dead..." Qiao Wei pulled back the curtain, and it happened that Ji Mingxiu came out with Wang Shu in his arms, and Wang Shu was nestled in his arms, tightly wrapped by his cloak In fact, only a small round head was exposed.
Qiao Wei shifted her gaze, and bumped into his deep eyes.
He stared fixedly at Qiao Wei, and Qiao Wei also stared at him blankly, thinking that the past few days on the road had not been easy, his eyes could not hide his fatigue, and there was a faint blue circle around his lips, Wang Shu A small fleshy hand was stretching out from the cloak, stroking his stubble.
This scene is inexplicably moving.
Qiao Wei's eyes moved: "You are back."
"Well, I'm back." Ji Mingxiu hugged Wang Shu and got off the carriage.
Jing Yun finally ran to the finish line, gasping for breath, seeing his younger sister being hugged by Daddy Ming, he felt a bit of pain in his heart.
It's fine if you can't beat your sister, but why can't you run
Ji Mingxiu rubbed his son's little head, Jing Yun blushed, seeing that Daddy Ming still had one free hand, he quickly stretched out his little hand.
Can't hug, holding hands is also good.
But just when he was about to grab Daddy Ming's hand, Daddy Ming took Mother's hand.
Daddy Ming led his mother by the hand, hugged his younger sister, and walked towards the mansion in a nonchalant manner.
Looking at the back of the three leaving, Jing Yun roared inwardly, did you forget something? !
…
A group of people entered Qinglianju, Jing Yun's little face was stinky, he was angry, and Daddy Ming talked to him, but he ignored him again!
Ji Mingxiu entered the room: "Jing Yun, what would you like to eat for supper?"
Jing Yun: "Baozi!"
The family of four had a midnight snack, the children yawned and fell asleep together, and the young couple hugged each other back to the room.
"Did you sleep by yourself?" Ji Mingxiu was a little surprised.
"Yes." Qiao Wei pulled up the quilt and covered them respectively.
Xiaobai lay on his back and patted his little belly.
Qiao Wei pulled a small quilt sewn with handkerchiefs and covered Xiao Bai's stomach.
The three little ones fell into a deep sleep.
Looking at them, Qiao Wei felt warm in her heart.
Qiao Wei turned her head, the door was ajar, Ji Mingxiu was gone, Qiao Wei curled her lips, is she really still angry? Why did you hold her hand just now? Made it for children
asshole!
Qiao Wei stomped her feet and went back to the upper room.
Ji Mingxiu was sitting in the room, as if waiting for her, Qiao Wei pretended not to see, walked straight in front of him, opened the closet, and began to choose pajamas.
Ji Mingxiu said, "You still have nothing to say to me?"
"No!" Qiao Wei said angrily, getting angry with her inexplicably, what can I say
"I have." Ji Mingxiu said.
Qiao Wei was startled, and almost turned around, but held back, and heard his deep voice coming from behind: "I remember I told you that Xun Lan and I are not the kind of relationship you think. relation."
Qiao Wei said sourly: "What kind of relationship am I thinking? Meals can be eaten indiscriminately, but words can't be said indiscriminately. I have never doubted the pure friendship between you, madam's little bamboo horse!"
A hint of complexity flashed across Ji Mingxiu's eyes: "There are some things that I don't know how to explain to you."
Qiao Wei took a set of her own pajamas: "No need to explain, I know everything."
"You know?" This time, Chang Ji Mingxiu was confused.
Qiao Wei took another set of his and turned around: "Well, grandma told me."
Ji Mingxiu frowned suspiciously: "She told you...about Xun Lan?"
Qiao Wei nodded.
"How much have you told?" Ji Mingxiu asked.
Qiao Wei took the clothes to the bathroom, and a voice came from the bathroom: "Everyone, you also said that the second and third bedrooms don't know the truth, so let me keep my wife secret. After all, it's not a very honorable thing. If others know I'm afraid she won't be able to hold her head up for the rest of her life."
Ji Mingxiu said thoughtfully, "It's really hard to say."
"It's hard to say? Young Master Ming, are you talking too lightly?" Qiao Wei came out of the bathroom and looked at him strangely, "If the elders of the Ji family find out, her life will be ruined. Never set foot in Ji's house, and she will never see her son or husband again, she will be sent to the family temple!"
"The Ji family doesn't have a family temple." Ji Mingxiu corrected.
"Temple!" Qiao Wei's eyes widened. "She will spend the rest of her life in ridicule. In your eyes, these are just bad words?"
Ji Mingxiu thought about it carefully. Once the secret was revealed, Xun Lan might really encounter such a situation.
Ji Mingxiu looked at Qiao Wei intently for two seconds, and suddenly couldn't help laughing: "When did you become so hearted as a bodhisattva, and you still speak for her?"
Qiao Wei looked at the octagonal lantern under the corridor, and sighed weakly: "Because I'm working hard to be a Ji family! Don't you Ji family love Xun Lan?"
Ji Mingxiu said lightly, "I just pity her."
Qiao Wei narrowed her eyes dangerously: "So you also feel pity for her?"
"It's not her that I feel sorry for, but the person who cares about her?" Ji Mingxiu said, then paused, "After all, he is my dearest relative."
You know, dear father, blood is thicker than water, no matter how you don't deal with it, you still care about each other in your heart, or else? Why did Ji Shangqing give her such a precious golden key? Not to mention it was for her, without meditation, Ji Shangqing knew her? It's just that I can't get rid of this face, and I'm afraid that the meditation will refuse, so I temporarily hand it over to her.
"By the way, my father gave me a good thing." Qiao Wei took off the golden key worn around her neck, "My father told me to keep it safe and don't lose it. What is this key for? It seems very precious. look."
Ji Mingxiu looked at the key in his hand, his gaze paused, and after a while, he put it back on Qiao Wei's neck: "You will know when the time comes."
It's these words again, can't you give her a good time
Qiao Wei glared at him resentfully, and put away the key: "I forgot to tell you, my father is injured, do you want to go and see him?"
Ji Mingxiu's expression faded: "It's so late, tomorrow."
Don't ask how you got hurt
Just now he said he was a close relative he cared about, but then he turned so indifferent.
Qiao Wei pursed her lips and walked towards the bathtub. As soon as she lifted the curtain, Ji Mingxiu said, "There is one more thing I forgot to tell you."
"What?" Qiao Wei turned her head.
Ji Mingxiu looked at her intently, hesitated a few times, and finally said, "No one is more important than you."
Qiao Wei's lips curled up involuntarily, and she entered the bath pretending to be calm, her entire face flushed.
…
Qiao Wei came out of the bath, but Ji Mingxiu was not there, and the pajamas on the bed were gone, so she should also go to take a bath.
There is more than one bath in Qinglianju, but this one is connected to the bedroom, which is more convenient.
Qiao Wei wiped her hair, opened his suitcase, and took out the luggage one by one. A white magnolia hairpin fell to the ground.
This hairpin was left to him by his mother, and he gave it to her as a token of love. She was angry with Su Xinzong on the boat and threw it away in a rage.
After that, she forgot to look for it, and he didn't mention it again. She thought it was lost, but she didn't expect him to be with her all the time.
It should be something really important, that's why.
…
Ji Mingxiu took a shower, shaved, and went back to the room refreshed. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Qiao Wei sitting on the bedside, holding a book of medical techniques in his hand, looking at her hair quietly. Gently coiled up, tied into a single bun, secured with a white magnolia hairpin.
Ji Mingxiu's eyes stayed on the hairpin for a long time, then he closed the door and walked to the bed.
Qiao Wei moved in.
He pulled back the quilt and sat down next to her.
Qiao Wei turned a page of the book and found that he was looking at her without blinking, his eyes were burning hot, her cheeks were a little hot, she raised her cold fingertips, and pressed it: "I didn't move your things on purpose, if you don't like it ,I… "
As she said, she was about to take off the hairpin.
Ji Mingxiu took her hand.
His body is full of the faint fragrance of bathing, and the masculine breath that belongs to him alone, it smells so good that one's heart will be crisp.
Qiao Wei tucked her sideburn hair behind her ears: "I'll finish watching it in a little while."
"Yes." Ji Mingxiu looked at her with burning eyes.
Qiao Wei's eyes were on the book, but her peripheral vision flew to his face, like a springbok caught in her heart, bang bang bang bang almost jumped out of her throat.
Qiao Wei raised her hand and covered his eyes.
He didn't take away Qiao Wei's hand, but moved forward gently, and gently kissed Qiao Wei's cheek.
His cheeks seemed to be on fire, and it burned down to the bottom of his heart in an instant, and his whole body seemed to heat up.
With her hands still on his eyes, Qiao Wei turned sideways, looked at the infuriatingly beautiful face, mustered up her courage, and touched his lips.
Ji Mingxiu was slightly stunned.
Qiao Wei pursed her lips and kissed again, feeling that it wasn't enough, she covered his lips completely.
Ji Mingxiu responded to her gently, not violently, but every time he touched her, it made people fascinated.
Qiao Wei's breathing gradually became rapid, biting a few times out of control, she took her hand away, pushed him down on the bed anxiously, and kissed him heavily.
…
A quarter of an hour later, the two were lying on their backs, covered with quilts, and looked at the top of the tent together. There was still a wave of emotion on each other's faces, and there was also a bit of weird embarrassment.
"Do you want water?" Ji Mingxiu asked solemnly.
Qiao Wei nodded solemnly: "Yes." After a pause, "And Bi'er."
Ji Mingxiu put on his clothes and opened the door calmly.
Bi'er happily poured hot water in, looked at Qiao Wei who was wearing a quilt but was obviously not wearing any clothes, and smiled: "Finally the house is consummated!"
Qiao Wei smiled and said nothing.
Bi'er looked at the hourglass on the wall, and smiled slightly, "Young master's time is too short."
Qiao Wei stared: Did you actually count outside? !
Bi'er pulled back the quilt, saw the red spot on the bed at a glance, and said pleasantly, "Well, Luohong!"
Qiao Wei still smiled and did not speak.
Bi'er excitedly tore off the bed sheet, and was about to ask Qiao Wei if she was in pain, but suddenly realized something: "Ma'am, you have already given birth, where did Luo Hong come from?"
Qiao Wei squinted at her and said, "It's not Luo Hong, it's Auntie!"
…
The next day, at dawn, Ji Shangqing was woken up by a loud noise. After asking the servants, he found out that it was Qiao Zheng who had come.
I have never seen any doctor come so early.
Ji Shangqing sat up straight with difficulty, and ordered someone to invite Qiao Zheng in.
Qiao Zheng entered, put the medicine box on the table, moved a stool, and sat down in front of Ji Shangqing.
Ji Shangqing showed her wrist.
Qiao Zheng glanced at him, but instead of taking his pulse, he showed his left index finger: "What is this?"
Ji Shangqing said strangely: "Finger?"
"That's right." Qiao Zheng showed his right index finger again. The difference was that this finger was injured and swollen badly. "What about this one?"
"What happened to your hand?" Ji Shangqing asked.
Qiao Zheng said: "I was bitten by a snake. It was the snake that bit you. It bit my finger! The same finger was also bitten by a snake. Look, isn't the bitten one much thicker?!"
"What on earth are you trying to say..." Ji Shangqing was halfway through his speech, and suddenly understood his intention, "You were bitten by a snake on purpose? Just for...for..."
Qiao Zheng looked up at the sky.
Ji Shangqing was so ashamed and indignant that she was speechless, how could there be such an in-law!