Ma'am help, the general is in trouble again

Chapter 171
Zheng Quchi stared, it was too much, how could he curse himself like this?

Seeing his love bird, no, the bird who has more affection for him, but he was ruthlessly driven away, leaving her as the one who planned to piss him off?
How should I put it, sometimes he is quite cruel to himself.

Don't let yourself go, and don't let her go.

Seeing that he couldn't leave, Zheng Quchi corrected his attitude immediately: "I was supposed to deliver medicine to you, so you don't seem to be that serious... Eh? What's wrong with you?"

Just as she was halfway through her words, she saw Yu Wensheng resting his palms on the window sill, his neck drooping, as if he was about to lose his balance and felt extremely uncomfortable.

He stayed like this for a while, and then said in a low voice: "It's okay, it's just that I suddenly felt a little dizzy..."

"Why do you feel dizzy all of a sudden?" Zheng Quchi was puzzled.

Seeing her disbelief, Yu Wencheng lifted his thin eyelids coolly, slightly curved his pale lips, and said mockingly: "Can I still lie to you?"

Also, what did he lie to her for?
It seems that there is no benefit.

Zheng Quchi couldn't think of the reason why he did this on purpose, so he smiled apologetically, and stepped forward to help him sit on the side of the bed.

"You seem to be a little hot?" She was startled, and subconsciously reached out to touch his forehead, and found that the temperature was not right: "Have you not had a fever these days?"

Yu Wensheng's forehead was pressed against the palm of her hand, and the neither hot nor cold temperature made him very comfortable.

He narrowed his eyes slightly like a sound black cat, soft and radiant, making it easy for people to let go of their guards.

"What is a fever?"

"It's just your febrile illness, hasn't it improved?" Alarm bells rang out in her heart, and she withdrew her hand as soon as he approached him.

Yu Wensheng raised his eyes: "I don't know, maybe it's getting better, maybe it's not getting better."

When Zheng Quchi heard it, he was really convinced. Is he always so willful every time he feels unwell?
"I have medicine here. I'll make it up for you to drink first. If you don't feel better at night, I'll mix the medicine powder with water and rub your body."

He asked slowly, "Do you have medicine? Where did you get this medicine?"

Zheng Quchi murmured a little when he asked him.

"Since you prepared the medicine for me early in the morning, why did you wait until now to take it out?" He continued to be aggressive.

Zheng Quchi said, listen to my quibble: "I... I thought you were going to be healed before, and I took the medicine just in case."

Yu Wencheng laughed, and there was a lot of disappointment and loss in that laugh, he asked: "Zheng Quchi, do you still think I'm your husband?"

Zheng Quchi now has one head and two big heads, she thought to herself, whether she recognizes that they are already a couple in name, this matter cannot be faked.

Some people say that a sick woman is sentimental, but she thinks that a sick man should not give up too much.

"If I don't admit it, I won't think about getting medicine for you."

"But you took the medicine, but you didn't give it to me."

"I, won't I give it to you now?"

"So, let me ask you, why are you giving it now?"

Zheng Quchi was speechless.

She, she thought, what she said now is wrong anyway, so she might as well shut up, lest he have to brace himself up to quarrel with her when he has a fever.

"Don't discuss these things now, I'll go to the inn kitchen to boil a pot of water for you to make herbal tea, and you wait for me in your room."

After speaking, she got up.

"I'm not thirsty."

With a word from him, the pace of telling her to leave was fixed there. She turned her head and said patiently: "This is medicine, not water. You have to drink it even if you are not thirsty."

But Yu Wensheng got into a stubborn temper, he smiled hypocritically and thoughtfully said: "Anyway, I haven't died without taking medicine for so many days, so don't bother you too much."

The last time Zheng Quchi was so speechless was the last time.

"...I admit that I have been too busy worrying about the Jichun Artisan Association these days, ignoring your physical condition, and not caring enough for you. Now that you are sick, I will take on the responsibility of a wife and take good care of you. , can you?" She also asked with a hypocritical and gentle smile.

Yu Wencheng's smile became thicker, he covered his mouth and nodded lightly, and said: "Okay, since Madam has a heart, then I will trouble Madam."

"No trouble, no trouble."

She raised a virtuous smile, but as soon as she went out, the smile collapsed heavily.

What happened to Yu Wensheng?
I always feel that his every move, every word and deed is too suspicious, unlike him in normal times, but with her brain, she can't figure out what he wants to do.

When she came to the kitchen of the inn, she found an excuse, borrowed a stove and a pot from the kitchen staff, and boiled a pot of water to soak the herbs.

In view of Yu Wensheng's special and noble status, it is best not to eat these things in the hands of outsiders, in order to prevent assassins from spying on these people, and there is an opportunity to take advantage of them.

The package of herbal medicine given to her by the military doctor had been scorched. Just brewing it in boiling water for a few minutes would give off a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and the water would turn dark brown.

After brewing, Zheng Quchi suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to ask the military doctor how to take this?

If you drink it as tea, should you drink it for three meals a day?Will there be any bad effects if I drink too much?

She thought, otherwise drink a small amount first and see the reaction before talking.

When bringing the herbal tea upstairs, I met Fu Rong on the road, and there was no one around, so he nodded to her as a salute, and said: "Madam, if you are free in the evening, I will replace you with a long-wearing one." Yi Rongpi."

Zheng Quchi thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll go to your place at night."

After the two talked about the business, Fu Rong looked at the thing in her hand: "Ma'am, what is this?"

From a distance, I could smell a bitter taste of traditional Chinese medicine.

Zheng Quchi said: "Your general is not feeling well, I grabbed some herbal tea for him, and now I brewed it and served it to him. Speaking of which, didn't you notice any discomfort in him along the way?"

Fu Rong was taken aback: "No..."

Seeing that he really didn't seem to know, Zheng Quchi only pretended that Yu Wensheng was well disguised on the surface, so that no one could notice his condition.

"Forget it, then I'll go up first."

After they left, Fu Rong happened to meet Wang Zebang. Although the two of them usually didn't talk much, but now he was having doubts, so he stopped him and asked, "Zebang, our general?" Is there any discomfort? Along the way, don’t I look normal?”

Wang Zebang stopped, wrinkled his head, and asked, "Who did you hear that from?"

Fu Rong immediately said: "Madam, she also made herbal tea for the general to drink."

As soon as Wang Zebang heard it, he probably realized what was going on: "...I know, the general is fine. Even if something happens, he just feels uncomfortable. Now that his wife is taking care of him personally, he probably feels at ease."

After Fu Rong listened, he seemed to understand: "Is that so? The general is quite hypocritical... No, he is quite dependent on his wife."

This time Wang Zebang heard him say such words, but there was no particularly uncomfortable look on his face.

Fu Rong thought he would be furious: "What's wrong with you, why are you so calm?"

Wang Zebang couldn't understand his startled appearance.

"What's wrong with me?"

Fu Rong was amazed: "What's the matter? If it were you on a normal day, as soon as you heard that the general's wife gave the general herbal tea, you would definitely run up to take over immediately. You don't trust your wife to take care of the general, but now, you listen When it comes to this matter, there is no reaction, indifference? Wang Zebang, you have changed."

Wang Zebang didn't bother to talk to him, and just said calmly: "The general and the general's wife, they are husband and wife, we are subordinates, we must keep our identities in mind, and don't meddle in things that shouldn't be meddled."

"You finally figured it out, you." Fu Rong blinked his eyes.

Wang Zebang squinted at him: "What about you? You seem to have a different attitude from before, have you figured it out?"

Fu Rong didn't accept his teasing, he said mysteriously: "Because I discovered something..."

Generally, such a sentence is to make others ask questions.

"What's the matter?" Wang Zebang really asked.

Fu Rong raised his eyebrows: "That's... I can't tell you now, let's talk about it later, I'll go to the pier first to see if our 'goods' have arrived."

Wang Zebang gave him an angry look, but before he left, he still told him, "Be careful on the road."

"Understood, young master, my greatest skill is to be cautious."

-

The third floor of Jinxing Inn is generally not for sale, because this is a floor specially reserved by the store for the exclusive use of the owner.

In a room facing the main street, there was a person standing by the window, who had a panoramic view of what had happened before.

His expression changed from contempt and surprise at the beginning to surprise at the end. After a series of mood changes, he could no longer hold back his excitement and planned to go down to make friends with that Ye country craftsman.

But he didn't want to, at this time, a man with terrifying skills appeared out of nowhere and destroyed their embossed doorpost.

He was so angry that he slapped his palm on the desk on the spot—then clasped his hands together, and jumped in pain.

Damn, this damn table is so solid!It hurt him to death!
The shop owner hurried up, but seeing his boss with his hands behind his back, his face was flushed with anger, so he hurriedly nodded and bowed and said, "My boss, that man doesn't look simple, he broke the door post with one palm, which shows his martial arts attainments." It's amazing, we can't do it easily for the time being."

"Have you found out its origin?" The owner asked coldly.

The store owner wiped off the sweat that came out in a hurry, and shook his head: "I can't find out, the other party is all tight-lipped people, and I can't get any valuable information at all. I only know that they are from Ye Kingdom, but look Their demeanor is either official or Jianghu sect, in short, they don't look like ordinary people."

The owner was impatient to listen to that person's affairs, and continued to investigate if he couldn't find out. He asked, "That Ye country craftsman also came to join the Jichun craftsman union?"

"It should be right, he has all the wooden tools with him."

"You said, is it possible for him to be shortlisted?"

"This...it's hard to say, but those who join the Jichun Craftsman's Guild are not ordinary craftsmen, and their hand skills are all amazing, so it's hard to judge even a small one based on his carving skills alone."

The host waved his hand: "No, no, anyway, I don't expect our dilapidated inn to live in a finalist of the Jichun Craftsman Union, but you said that if we ask her to help our inn, redesign It’s an eye-catching appearance, tell me, will there be visitors like a cloud?”

"It's possible. This Ye country craftsman is not only outstanding in craftsmanship, but also quite thoughtful."

"I think so too. His carving is creative and innovative, indeed a little bit better than mine. I really want to meet him in person."

The shopkeeper asked, "Does the younger one need to arrange it?"

The host raised his head arrogantly: "No, I will go to see her myself."

-

Zheng Quchi brought the herbal tea, but when she returned, she saw Yuwen Sheng was asleep. She put the herbal tea on the table and wanted to leave, but she was afraid that he was pretending to be asleep, and he would have a strange meal in a while.

So she sat at the table and waited.

Suddenly, she inadvertently saw a thin piece of paper on the table with a curled curvature. She guessed that it should be a secret letter sent by the previous bird.

She glanced at Yuwen Sheng, then at the letter, but did not move.

The main reason is that this secret letter is placed here so brightly, why does it feel like a trap that tempts people to commit crimes?
However, she didn't move, but a gust of wind blew out of nowhere and turned the thin paper over. Then, with her excellent dynamic vision, even if she didn't intend to, she could clearly see what was written on it at a glance.

"North Korea-China coup, seek victory in danger, please issue an order."

What do you mean?
North Korea-China coup, which country's North Korea-China coup?Ye country or another country?

Winning in danger...

Winning in danger...

"What are you thinking, with such a serious and panicked expression?"

A moving and magnetic voice approached from behind, and when Zheng Quchi turned his head, he met Yu Wencheng who got up and came behind her at some point.

She licked her lower lip nervously, and said: "I... I accidentally saw your letter, I swear, I really didn't mean to read it, it was the wind..."

"Just look at it, I don't have anything to deliberately hide from you." Yu Wensheng interrupted her.

"……Oh."

"what is this?"

He gestured to her herbal tea on the table with his eyes.

"This is medicinal tea for you. The temperature is about the same now. You should drink a bowl quickly."

He didn't refuse, picked it up and took a sip: "It's so bitter."

"Then you can eat some candy."

"But my hands are not convenient, you can help me take one out."

He spread his hands, revealing the sugar bag hanging from his waist.

Zheng Quchi saw that he was holding the bowl in one hand, and it was really inconvenient to take it off, so he leaned forward and untied the sugar bag and poured out a piece of sugar, and was about to hand it to him, but he saw that he bent down, looked at her raised hand, and Gently sucked the sugar, and also sucked a small piece of her sensitive finger pulp.

"With sugar, it really won't be bitter."

Zheng Quchi froze, his eyes widened and he didn't know how to react.

Is he teasing her?
However, this scene seemed so familiar, some pictures of her drunken flashed in her mind.

"Because, this is punishment, you have to feed me."

Her face flushed red with a "boom".

Help, why are all the other pictures blurry, but it reminded her of this scene!
"What are you thinking again? You know that your current appearance is particularly fascinating?" Yu Wensheng had sugar in his mouth, as if even his smile was stained with a layer of frosty sugar color.

Zheng Quchi looked at him.

She felt that he didn't have a fever, but a tantrum!

"Are you feeling better? Don't you feel dizzy anymore? Then I..."

"I feel a little cold," he said.

"Then go to bed and lie down quickly, and the quilt will not be cold."

"But the quilt is cold."

Zheng Quchi gasped. Do you want her to do things like warm the bed?Don't think about it!

At night, Zheng Quchi, who was lying inside, pulled the big quilt tightly, and was already sound asleep, while Yu Wencheng, who was lying on the outside, was not sleepy. He tried to reach out and gently rubbed her soft and warm cheek.

At this time, he suddenly sensed something, got up and walked to the window, only to see a figure standing there quietly for a long time on the street diagonally below.

(End of this chapter)