Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Well, the woman just went out to gather some herbs.

But passing by here, I accidentally saw the two kissing like a raging fire again.

When Ximen Longting heard the noise, he shot a pair of icy eyes: "Get lost."

"I... I just passed by accidentally...you continue..."

"Wait." Ximen Longting raised his voice.

The woman's back stiffened, and the murderous aura could be felt a few meters away. She wouldn't be beaten like his wife, killed and silenced, right?

"What's for dinner tonight?"

Woman: "..."

"Make more dishes that pregnant women can eat."

"Miss is pregnant? Congratulations." The woman nodded knowingly, "I can kill chicken and stew yam, it's very nourishing. And stew pigeon soup, it's very nutritious."

Ximen Longting was satisfied with this.

Jing Jiaren asked: "Then make more dishes that stomach cancer can eat.

"Stomach cancer?" The woman was startled, turned around and asked, "Do you have stomach cancer?"

Ximen Longting's face was instantly gloomy and terrifying: "Are you courting death?"

"No, it's my boyfriend..."

The woman hesitated to speak, as if she had something to say, she looked at Ximen Longting with a fierce expression on her face, and stopped.

"Get out of here." Ximen Longting didn't like being looked at like this.

The woman turned and left.

Jing Jiaren took Ximen Longting's hand: "Aren't you too rough and unfriendly?"

"I'm not a farmer, so I need to be close to the people?" Ximen Longting had a haughty expression on his face.

The footsteps of the woman who hadn't gone far trembled, people in this city are too rude, peasants...

"Are you tired?" Ximen Longting held her shoulder, "Pregnant women should not stand for too long."

"Then let's sit on the lawn?"

"The ground is wet, and you can't blow the cold wind for too long."

"I still want to stay with you for a while."

Ximen Longting stared at her: "Where are you not staying?!"

The two of them walked back slowly. As the sky cleared up, they saw a woman in the yard put out a few dustpans with some dried herbs on them. There were many kinds of herbs. Jing Jia didn't know much about herbs, but she could smell them. The smell of medicine.

Apparently the woman was stewing Chinese medicine for his wife to heal his wounds. There was a pot of medicine in the stove, and the smell of Chinese medicine spread far and wide.

Jing Jiaren sniffed it, "It smells like Chinese medicine."

Ximen Long frowned, the smell was very smoky.

When Jing Jiaren had a miscarriage, she was given traditional Chinese medicine soup. She thought it was too strong and couldn't drink it.Said to hate Chinese medicine.

Thinking of the first child that was lost, his face froze instantly.

Jing Jiaren asked suspiciously: "She can stew Chinese medicine by herself, which proves that she can see a doctor?"

"..."

"It's no wonder that after seeing the uncle's injuries, he was sure that the injuries were not serious, and he reassured us that we were fine." Jing Jiaren recalled, "Then she cooked for us. Under normal circumstances, which woman would Seeing her husband being beaten like this, she must be terrified? She is so calm."

"..."

"So she should know Chinese medicine, you see so many herbs in the sun."

"Go in." Ximen Longting was not interested in other people's affairs at all, "Your hands are cold."

Jing Jiaren was pushed into the house, and Ximen Longting immediately took a blanket to cover her.

The stove was burning, and she was hugged onto Ximen Longting's lap, and the two of them sat around in front of the stove.

Jing Jiaren squinted, a little sleepy, and afraid that Ximen Longting would leave at any time.

Hands hold him tightly.

"Sleep if you want to sleep, I won't go."