The Pastoral Medicinal Fragrance of the Imperial Concubine

Chapter 308 Two New Year's Eve (1)
Madam Liu looked up at Yuanshi, as if waiting for her idea.

Yuanshi looked at Mrs. Liu, with a clear look, you invited this person back, so naturally you want to make the decision!
When Mrs. Liu was in a dilemma, she immediately remembered how dangerous Liu Ying was that day, and the scene where all the imperial doctors were helpless, she paused, and then said: "In that case, let Miss Leng try it!"

Leng Ping nodded, went to write a prescription, and asked people to fetch the medicine.

Yuan Shi stood aside without saying a word.

After the medicine was caught, Leng Ping personally checked that there was no problem, so she had someone cook it for the old lady to drink.

After the old lady finished drinking the medicine, it was already past five o'clock. Then Madam Liu remembered that Leng Ping and Hao Ren were on their way without eating or drinking, so she hurriedly asked the small kitchen to prepare, and then asked the woman beside her to check the arrangement for Leng Ping. residence.

Leng Ping knew that there was a patient's anxiety at home, so she didn't blame her at all. She followed her mother-in-law to the Xiaokuan courtyard, ate something with Hao Ren, and felt tired, so the two planned to sleep.

Madam Liu only knew that Leng Ping and Hao Ren were husband and wife, but she didn't know that they hadn't consummated their marriage, so they only prepared one room for them.

Leng Ping didn't care. When Hao's family had only one big kang, she either squeezed into the same kang with Hao Dan and Shitou, or separated Hao Shi and Hua'er, so she immediately made the bed and prepared sleep.

Ever since Hao Ren knew that there was only this one room, he felt a little nervous, and couldn't swallow the food, so he ate some casually, but seeing Leng Ping's indifferent expression, for some reason, he couldn't help feeling sullen. , so he excused that the room was too hot and wanted to go out for a walk.

"Hey, I'm going to bed first, remember to close the door when you come back!" Leng Ping said without bothering him, and unbuttoned her clothes.

When Hao Ren saw Leng Ping's undressing, he felt his ears heat up. He quickly walked a few steps, stepped out, and closed the door with a bang.

Leng Ping frowned, "You brat, don't you know it's more than half a month now? Why are you closing the door so loudly?"

Leng Ping undressed and lay down, pulled the quilt, because she was really tired from the journey, she fell into a dreamland after being dazed for a while.

It was extremely cold late at night in winter, the wind was blowing bitingly, and the remaining snow on the ground was also frozen. Hao Ren walked aimlessly outside with his shoulders in his arms.

He didn't know if Leng Ping was really calm, or if he didn't know anything about it. Although the two got married, they didn't consummate the house after all. The lonely man and widow slept on the same bed... Thinking of these, Hao Ren felt a little breathless Unsteady, he found a clean place to sit down and adjusted his breath.

Suddenly, he felt that someone was watching him secretly. He opened his eyes, and saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old young man standing not far from the pavilion. Why, there seemed to be some childishness on that face that didn't match his age, and it looked a little weird.

After all, this is the Liu Mansion. When he came out for a stroll in the middle of the night, Hao Rensheng was afraid of bumping into someone who shouldn't be bumping into him, so he got up quickly, saluted that person, and then prepared to go back to his room.

"Oh, little master, why did you run out!" An old slave in gray clothes ran over from the corridor, grabbed the young man in brocade clothes, and said something in a low voice, but the young man in brocade clothes stared at Hao Hao with eager eyes. Ren looked, pointing at Hao Ren, asking for something.

The gray-clothed old slave glanced towards Hao Ren.

Hao Ren hurriedly nodded his head from afar as a greeting.

The grey-clothed old slave didn't show any expression on his face, he took the brocade-clothed gentleman's hand again, and dragged him away.

The young man in brocade clothes seemed very unwilling to leave, he waved his hand at Hao Ren while struggling.

It was inconvenient for Hao Ren to stay any longer, so he hurried back to his room.

In the room, Leng Ping had already fallen asleep on her back, her whole body was in the shape of a big character, with one white tender foot exposed outside.

Hao Ren entered the door and was stunned for a long time. His feet were so cold that he stepped forward, pulled the quilt to cover Leng Ping's exposed feet, and then sat down slowly, facing the outside as much as possible, lying down with his clothes on.

The wind was blowing loudly outside, Hao Ren couldn't help tugging at his clothes, feeling more and more warm inside the bed.

After a day of driving, he was obviously very tired, but he couldn't fall asleep anyway. Hao Ren opened his eyes wide and looked at the top of the bed. Under the dim light, the pattern of the curtain was reflected on the ground, like a mysterious totem.

The candle burned out and went out suddenly. Hao Ren sat up from the bed intuitively, and it took him a long time to get used to the sudden darkness.

Leng Ping beside her seemed to have turned over to make room for a large space.

Hao Ren lay down carefully again.

Without candlelight, the ears and nose are extra sensitive in the dark.

The sound of the woman's breathing and the fragrance on her body tormented him all the time.

Hao Ren took a deep breath and silently recited the Tao Te Ching.

"Why don't you cover the quilt..." Leng Ping muttered in a daze, and pulled the quilt to cover Hao Ren.

In fact, this is Leng Ping's habit. In modern times, her husband is like a child. He always likes to kick the quilt, and most of his body is outside every time.Leng Ping is used to getting up in the middle of the night to pull the quilt for her husband.

After the divorce, sometimes when she woke up in the middle of the night, Leng Ping was used to pulling her quilt and putting it aside, but often the sensation of her hands waking up suddenly, looking at the empty side of the bed, a burst of pain swept over Leng Ping heart of.

In fact, in the end, Leng Ping and her husband are not love, but just a habit, but when this habit is forcibly let go, it is also painful.

But tonight, Leng Ping dreamed of modern times again. She pulled the quilt to cover her husband. She was in a dream and couldn't explain her feelings.

She knew that she was divorced and could no longer miss her, but she still didn't want to wake up.

Hao Ren was covered with the quilt, and his whole body was stiff.

His leg almost touched the woman's calf, very warm and soft...

The woman beside him was still soundly asleep, and the moonlight shone through the window lattice on her face, bright and beautiful.

Hao Ren turned over, half of his body was outside the bed, he didn't dare to look again...

This night, Hao Ren will never forget it in his life. Maybe many years later, he no longer has the throbbing that he had before, but the feeling at that time, even though he was hesitant, was also very good.

Leng Ping slept very comfortably. After all, it was a big family. Even the mattress in the guest room was soft and warm. Moreover, she had a dream that she didn't know was good or bad. At least she didn't feel lonely.

When I opened my eyes, the sky was already bright, and there seemed to be someone sweeping the floor outside, and there was a rustling sound.

The other side of the bed was flat and clean, as if no one had slept on it, and Hao Ren had long since disappeared.

(End of this chapter)