The sick and weak son's koi wife is full of luck

Chapter 40 Can Ting He's leg injury be related to you?
As soon as the few people entered the front hall, they smelled a scent of vegetables.

There is a mahogany round table in the center of the front hall. There is a sumptuous dinner on the table, and charcoal is burned around it. Once you enter the room, you will feel warm.

Xiao Heyao sat down first, and the rest sat down according to their rank.

There was a slight hesitation on the warm little face, but Xiao Tingshen stretched out his hand towards her, and there was a delicate light in his gentle and elegant eyes, "Qingqing, come here and sit beside me."

Xiao Heyao fixed his eyes on his son's silhouette for a few seconds, then shifted his gaze to his outstretched hand, and said after a moment of pondering: "Xiao Wen, sit down, the family doesn't need to be restrained."

Warmth...

Wen Qing originally wanted to have the old system that women in ancient times did not go to the table, but she didn't want Xiao Heyao's temper to be so informal. She generously agreed and sat beside Xiao Tingshen.

After sitting down tenderly, he met Xiao Ting's deep and gloomy gaze. His bony hand moved over, and held hers at once. His thin lips evoked a warm smile, and he said something pointedly , "Love, don't be nervous, father is not a beast."

His voice was as deep as a cello, resounding in the quiet hall.

I can guarantee the warmth, except that she heard it, Xiao Heyao definitely listened to it too.

She looked at Xiao Tingshen in amazement, and saw that there was a teasing smile hidden in his eyes, her heart skipped a beat, and she turned her eyes to Xiao Heyao's exquisite and intriguing eyes, "..."

Damn it, Xiao Tingshen deserves a beating? !

Turning his gaze again, he saw a smile on the corner of Qin Shan's lips. After being surprised, he almost felt internal injuries from holding back his laughter.

The warmth that was not nervous at first suddenly became tense, and she secretly glanced at Xiao Tingshen angrily. Why does this guy like to hold her hand so much today?She tried hard secretly, trying to pull her hand out of his palm, but she didn't want him to be so powerful that he wouldn't give her a chance to escape.

Warmth...

He could only give up temporarily and let him hold it. The temperature in the room was very high, but his fingers were slightly cold.

An episode of social death passed quickly, and Liang Meme walked in holding Tusu wine.

Tonight is New Year's Eve, and the main event is to drink Tusu wine and eat Wuxin plate.

Due to the presence of warmth, Xiao Heyao asked Xiao Tingshen about Beiliang's affairs in person, so he suppressed his doubts and drank Tusu wine first.

Warmth is the first time to celebrate the New Year in ancient times, so drinking Tusu wine is quite novel.

She remembered that Su Shi once wrote a poem, "But to make poverty and sorrow rich and healthy, I will not hesitate to drink Su Su in the end." 'Usually most people drink alcohol from the elders, but drinking Tusu wine is just the opposite, it starts from the youngest. After also.

I don't know if the customs of this Northern Liang country are similar.

Warmth saw that Liang Momo took the wine glass and placed it in front of Xiao Tingshen, filled the wine glass with a glass of wine, and muttered, "Congratulations to the son who is one year older, drink a sip of Tusu wine, prevent all diseases, bestow good luck, and bring blessings .”

Everyone looked at Xiao Tingshen.

In the warm heart, it is clear that the customs of this Beiliang country are similar to those of later generations.

Xiao Tingshen was the youngest present, so he should be the first to drink.

Xiao Tingshen stretched out his hand and pushed the wine glass in front of Wenqing, "Qingqing is the youngest, so you should drink it first. Qingqing, wish you are one year older, drink a sip of Tusu wine, prevent all diseases, bestow good luck, and bring blessings from heaven."

When Xiao Tingshen said these words, there was a hint of caution hidden in his seemingly calm voice.

The warmth was slightly startled, and the eyes as clear as water were fixed on Xiao Tingshen, "Me first?"

"You are my wife and my family. Tusu wine is meant to be drunk by the whole family, and you are younger than me. Didn't you come first or me?"

The tip of her warm heart trembled slightly, feeling the gazes from all directions. The heart that was alone in another world flowed through the warmth, and the corners of her lips rose slightly. No matter whether it was because she was Xiao Tingshen's real wife, Xiao Tingshen regarded her as a family member. At this moment, she sincerely Grateful, "Thank you Shi... Ting Shen."

After finishing speaking, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he raised his glass and took a sip.

Concerned about being moved, she took a sip unexpectedly and almost made her cry. This ancient wine was so spicy that her throat seemed to be on fire.

She frowned tightly, opening her mouth to find water...

Xiao Ting was directly amused by her expression, and handed her a glass of warm water.

The warmth can't care about any etiquette, and she drinks water.

The natural interaction between the two fell into Xiao Heyao's eyes, the candlelight was dim, and some couldn't see the expression in his eyes clearly.

The next one was Xiao Ting's turn to drink deeply.

Xiao Ting held the warm wine glass deeply, and took a sip at the place where she drank.

The warmth that came to him was too late to stop, his eyes were fixed on the place where he had drunk,... Is this an indirect kiss?
The last drinker was Xiao Heyao, who obviously passed the place where they drank, took a sip, and sighed after drinking, "Ouch—this is another year old."

After finishing speaking, Qin Shan on the table was greeted with a hearty smile.

"Mr. Jun, you have to admit that you are old. You see, the eldest son has a private life with Miss Wen. Maybe in the near future, there will be grandchildren calling you grandpa. Tell me, can you deny old age?" Qin Shan said in a low voice. laughed.

When Xiao Ting heard the phrase "Private life", his deep eyes were quietly stained with joy, "Uncle Qin, it's like this, I'm not willing to hold the wedding for the time being. Thank you for your love and happiness, I don't dislike it." Me, I want to wait for my legs...give love the best."

Wen Qing felt a chill all over her body. She opened her eyes and looked at Xiao Tingshen. Goosebumps fell all over the floor. When did she like Xiao Tingshen?
Where did this remark come from?

There was a moment of silence in the air.

Xiao Heyao heard Xiao Tingshen mentioned his legs, his eyes dimmed, and he lingered on Miss Wen's small face for a few seconds, and asked doubtfully, "Miss Wen's surname is Wen, but what does it have to do with Wen Qixiao, Marquis of Yong'an?"

Before the warmth could reply, Xiao Ting said firmly: "No."

Xiao Heyao nodded, and said with a smile: "Speaking of Marquis Yong'an, your grandma mentioned in the letter sent a few days ago that you want to propose marriage to Wen's family. How did things go wrong after that?"

"The little six of the Wen family were blessed, and died of a sudden illness."

Xiao Heyao always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell for a while, and said again: "Oh, this little girl of the Wen family is not lucky, and this eldest girl of the Wen family is also not lucky."

"Oh? How do you say that?" Wen Qing asked in confusion.

Seeing the warmth, Xiao Heyao interjected, "Little Wen, do you know the eldest girl of the Wen family?"

Wen Qing quickly denied it, and almost gave up, "Oh, I don't know it. I just think that they are all surnamed Wen, and they may belong to the same family 500 years ago, so I asked too much."

Xiao Heyao laughed, and then said: "The letter said that the third prince proposed marriage to the eldest daughter of the Wen family. Who would have thought that this eldest daughter of the Wen family did not know how to be discreet, and had already secretly negotiated with others to withdraw money. The girl accidentally fell and suffered a miscarriage."

Forehead?
What happened? !
I warmly remember that the plot in the book is that the third prince married the eldest daughter of the Wen family and her, but Wen Xi was doted on by the third prince. When she died, they were still in love.

Tsk, she used a trick to change the plot line, and this Wen Xi's life line was also affected?
"The emperor was furious! In the early court, he immediately reprimanded Wen Qixiao for being incompetent in teaching his daughter, and the marriage was ruined. Wen Qixiao, the old fox's daughter, probably has the most daughters. I think he originally wanted to rely on his daughter to form a clique in the court. See It’s so embarrassing to come here! Oh, yes, Shen’er, there’s one more thing, I don’t know if you know it.” After Xiao Heyao finished talking about this, he thought of another thing and asked again.

The tip of the warm heart moved slightly, secretly worrying about the other sisters.

"Father, tell me."

"It's your brother Ting He."

There was a lazy and easy-going smile on the corner of Xiao Ting's deep lips, but in fact, it gave people a sense of distance that was hard to get close to, "Oh? What's the matter with him? It's grandma who wrote to say that she wants to propose marriage for him too? That's a big deal happy event."

When Xiao Tingshen said these words, his eyes showed joy, his black eyes looked at Xiao Heyao calmly, Xiao Heyao also stared at his son's expression without blinking, for fear of missing the slightest bit, but his son looked upright, But can't see the slightest.

"It's not a happy event."

"..."

"Ting He's leg was pierced by a sharp arrow, and a hole was poked in the bone. All the famous doctors in Beiliang City were invited, and the unanimous answer was to amputate the useless leg."

"When did this happen? How is elder brother doing now? How could he be injured by a sharp arrow in Beiliang City?" Xiao Ting's expression on his face was genuinely anxious.

Xiao Heyao stared seriously at his son who had always been proud of him with a Chinese character face, and opened his mouth to ask: "Shen'er, Daddy only asks you, this matter has nothing to do with you...?"

Xiao Ting was taken aback for a moment, a trace of injury flashed across his expression, there was an unknown light hidden in his dark pupils, his thin lips parted slightly, but he denied it flatly: "Daddy, how do you look at me like this? I am like this now, how could I want my elder brother to be with me?" suffer the same crime?"

The whole room was dull.

After a while, Xiao Heyao withdrew his gaze, nodded and said, "Well, as long as it has nothing to do with you. Your second uncle went back to Beiliang that night when he received the letter. When your second uncle returns, he will be able to find out the truth! Miss me The Xiao family served the country loyally, defended the territory, and could be worthy of the sky above, and worthy of the emperor below, but God made my Xiao family suffer like this, my father is really unwilling to do so! I only hope that your elder brother will be safe and sound this time."

The dim candlelight delicately shrouded Xiao Tingshen's figure, making his already dark eyes even more inky, adding a bit of gloom to his restrained aura.

Only the warmth sitting next to him saw his hands under the table clenched tightly together, the veins on the back of the hands were prominent, and the nails were deeply embedded in the palms of the hands.

Inexplicably, she doesn't like to see his palm being reddened by herself. She stretched out her hand in a mysterious way, and scraped his palm with her fingers. Xiao Ting deeply felt the warm touch. Looking back quickly, her fingers loosened slightly, and the warmth took the opportunity to pass through him fingertips intertwined with his ten fingers.

The eyes of the two met unexpectedly.

With An Ran in his tender eyes, he said with a slight smile: "Ting Shen, after this afternoon, the kitchen has brought out new dishes, which are meant for reunion. It just so happens that the Duke of the county is here today, why don't you serve them up?"

The gloom in Xiao Ting's heart was swept away, he nodded and said: "Okay."

Xiao Heyao also felt that such a heavy topic was a bit of a spoiler, so he quickly smiled and said: "Oh? There are new dishes? Quickly upload them. I eat this five-spicy plate every year, and I feel tired of eating it."

Qin Shan accosted: "Hey—Jungong, you still have to eat Wuxin Pan. Let's say goodbye to the old and welcome the new. Tomorrow is the new year."

Liang Momo went down to pass the dishes with a wink.

After a while, the hot dumplings were on the table.

It was the first time for Xiao Heyao and the others to see such food, and they all picked up chopsticks to try the food, and they were full of praise after only one bite.

This dumpling has a lot of stuffing and thin skin, and the stuffing is fresh and tender, which is really refreshing.

Qin Shan smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you are living a good life in your Wubao. This food is much more delicate than what we have on the battlefield."

Xiao Ting replied deeply: "If Uncle Qin likes it, he will often come to Wubao in the future. Qingqing and I will always live in Wubao."

Qin Shan glanced at Xiao Heyao, and sighed deeply, "I'm afraid it will be difficult..."

"Oh? Uncle Qin, what do you say?"

"The Xiongnu know that the Beiliang Kingdom celebrates the new year on this and tomorrow, and they are eyeing Mobei. Your father can only rest for one night after laying down his general affairs, and he will return to the border early tomorrow morning. He is afraid that the Huns will take advantage of the situation and enter this battle. I don’t know when it will be delayed.”

"So fast?"

"The situation is tense!"

Sitting quietly and listening to the three big men's discussion on the border situation in Mobei, she was secretly nervous. This place is very close to the border. If the border cannot be defended, Wu Bao will be the first to suffer.

It seems that after the new year, we have to hurry up to increase productivity, and Xiao Tingshen's legs must also be put in the process.

Tonight, when Xiao Ting fell into a deep sleep, she went into the space to extract a wave of penicillin to try, and this steel plate, if there is a steel plate, there must be iron... Where should I find it?

Hey--

worry.

Chatting casually, the meal ended after more than an hour.

Xiao Tingshen was called to the study by Xiao Heyao, and Wen Qing went to the wing room with a worried brow. Perhaps he was too fascinated by the thought. When he got to the wing room and found that the lights in the wing room were dark, he remembered that his luggage had been packed and went to the main room. As soon as he turned his footsteps, he walked to the main room again.

Cen Xia had been waiting at the door for a long time, and when she saw her girl coming back, she hurried over to greet her, but seeing her gloomy face, and seeing that the crown prince didn't come back with the girl, she worriedly asked: "Miss, what about the county magistrate?" But is it embarrassing you?"

"Huh? Oh," the warmth came back to his senses, "no, the Duke is fine."

"Then why don't you look very pretty?"

With a deep sigh of warmth, she didn't speak immediately, but said: "you go to fetch water, I wash up, I'm a little tired."

Cen Xia blessed his body and said, "Yes."

Wen Qing waited for Cen Xia to walk away, then entered the main room, went to the table and chairs in the south and sat down without asking anyone to wait on her. The eyelashes under the drooping eyelids cast a shadow densely.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, she picked up the pen and ink beside her and drew on the bamboo slips. She remembered that iron ore appeared in the Shang Dynasty in history, and then there was the Iron Age. In this cold weapon age, iron ore The discovery of stone is undoubtedly the color of heavy ink!

The postscript records that the earliest ancients used the natural iron in meteorites, and later came iron ore. Most of the iron ore is the surface weathering residue, accumulation ore or iron ore on the bank of the river...

On the bank of a river?

There is a long river in the land of Panhe they passed by before. Is there a mine hidden in the long river that they don't know about?
Mining?

The warm head is running at high speed, thinking about who is the best person in mining, isn't it Zheng Hao?

I don't know if he is willing to look for mines in the Changhe area. After all, this is a very hopeless thing. Just like many people in later generations go to pan for gold, not everyone is so lucky. This is equivalent to winning 500 million in lottery tickets ah!

If the ore can be found, not only will some of Xiao Tingshen's legs be healed, but the ore can also be fired into a more powerful weapon!
How dare the barbarians of a country with a strong military dare to invade at will?

The more she thought about the warmth, the more excited she became, so that Cen Xia didn't notice when she entered the room with hot water.

By the time she finished writing, the hot water had already cooled completely, so she asked Cen Xia to change another basin of hot water.

In addition to the excitement of warmth, there are also worries. After all, this is a matter of little hope. If you can't find it...

How should Xiao Tingshen's legs be treated?
Thinking of this, I unconsciously pulled up my hair with my hands. I'm really worried!

Just at this moment, Xiao Ting's warm voice sounded from behind her, "Warmth, what are you doing? Are you so troubled that you don't want to sleep with me? You... despise me in your heart? "

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(End of this chapter)