A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 812

Chongyi asked: "Does it taste good?" Before Chong Xian could answer, she said again, "After all, she works in the back kitchen. The cooking skills are good, and the cooking is of course delicious. If it tastes good, go and drink it. Come here What are you talking about?" She pointed at him with her sword, and said murderously, "Didn't you come to show off to me?"

Chongxian stared at her silently for a while, then said, "You are trying to piss me off."

He looked at the edge of her sword, and took a step forward quickly.

Chongyi was caught off guard and stepped back.He took another step forward.

She was very annoyed, and said: "Don't think that if you use the old tricks again, I will fall for you!"

Chongxian said: "You like to point your sword at me so much, and you hate me so much, why don't you stab me down?"

Chongyi was so excited: "Do you think I dare not?"

Chongxian said: "Dare you. If you can relieve your hatred, you will stab." He said, he clamped her sword blade with two fingers, not allowing her to retreat.

Chongyi took a deep breath, and when the sword edge reached his chest and gradually sank into his clothes, she suddenly let go in panic.

The thin blade was still between Chongxian's two fingers, but the hilt was empty, leaving only two slight tremors.

Chong Xian hesitated slightly.

For her, this sword is something that she cannot let go of even if she dies.But she let go.

When he looked up and saw Chongyi's expression, he suddenly felt as if he was pushing her too hard.

The way she looked at him gradually revealed a trace of deep hatred, and gasped, "Get out. I don't want to see you again."

She just pointed the sword at him habitually, but never wanted to hurt him.If his ability was to force her to put down the sword, then he did it.

Finally Chongxian put her sword on the table, turned and left and said, "Don't let go next time, the sword must be held firmly in your hand. From now on, I won't force you like this."

Chongyi didn't respond.

A drop of warm liquid dripped down his chin to the ground.She felt a little itchy and fishy.

She stretched out her hand to touch it, and her fingers were bright red, but she still didn't make a sound.

Before Chongxian could walk out of the room, his footsteps stopped suddenly.The air smelled of blood.

Chongxian immediately turned around and looked, his expression changed.

I saw that Chongyi's chin was covered with blood, dripping from her nose, the tick tick did not stop, and her white shirt was stained red.

Chongyi casually stretched out his hand to wipe it, sniffed his nose, and said in a nasal voice: "Why don't you get out."

She went to the washbasin and had to wash her face.

She didn't know why she suddenly had a nosebleed, but it seemed that her mind was clearer.

As a result, the whole basin of water was washed red, and the nosebleed still hasn't stopped.

Chong Xian strode over sullenly, pulled off the towel from the shelf, wiped her face, and let her hold her head up to cover her nose, then moved her arms, picked her up horizontally, and walked out.

Chongyi said: "What are you doing?"

Chongxian kept on stepping, "Go and see Old Chai."

Chongyi said: "If I want to go, I will go by myself, it's none of your business." She is good at hands and feet, can't she go by herself.

So she struggled to get down, but Chongxian's hand was tightly bound, and she didn't loosen it.

After going out, the night outside was thick and humid, and it rained like a fine net at night.Chongxian walked very fast, almost galloping on the trail while holding her.

In Chongyi's impression, he has always been calm in times of danger, and he is good at kung fu. He usually breathes steadily and long, without any impatience, but right now, I don't know if it is because she is too close to him. He heard the sound of wind, drizzle, and the slight panting of his breathing.

Chongyi yelled and scolded: "My foot is not broken, I can walk by myself!"

Chongxian's eyes quickly discerned the road ahead, and his voice was so strong that he couldn't argue: "It's best to stay here and don't move around!"

After a while, he arrived at Laochai's courtyard. He stepped forward and kicked the door of the pharmacy directly, carried the man in in the dark and put him on a reclining chair.When he supported her head against the back of the recliner, his movements were extremely gentle, and he tried his best to breathe calmly, and said in a low voice mixed with caution, "Don't move around, I'll call Old Chai right away."

Chongyi raised his eyes and could only see the outline of his figure against the faint light outside the corridor.

Chongxian didn't delay, turned around and left the pharmacy, and turned to Old Chai's bedroom.

Old Chai was getting old and drowsy lightly, the sound of Chongxian kicking the door had woken him up just now, he was rustling in his clothes, thinking to himself, could there be a thief?

But there are guards and secret guards in this palace, ordinary thieves can't break in, let alone come to the yard of a bad old man like him, what do you want?
Old Chai hurried out to see what was going on, but as soon as he opened the door, he bumped into a dark figure at the door, and almost died of fright on the spot.

Lao Chai's heart stopped for a moment, and then he jumped and said, "Oh my god! There is a ghost!"

Chong Xian said: "It's me, Chong Xian."

Old Chai leaned over to take a closer look, and it was indeed him, he couldn't help but annoyed, "It's midnight, you're going to die!"

Chongxian didn't talk nonsense with him, and went to the pharmacy after picking him up.

Lao Chai hurriedly went to light the lamp, and when he turned his head, he saw Chongyi was in the room, and her clothes and the towel in her hand were stained with blood.

Old Chai asked, "What's going on?"

Chongxian said: "She has a nosebleed."

Old Chai walked over a few steps, sat down on the recliner, stroked his sleeves, asked Chongyi to stretch out his wrist, and said while checking her pulse: "Your nosebleed is a bit fierce."

Chongyi rolled his eyes and said: "If it's not fierce, can I come to you?"

Old Chai said: "Look at you, you are so angry." After a while, he said, "Your qi and blood are too dry, but did you take any tonic or overheating things?"

Chong Yi remained silent.

Old Chai said: "If you ask me, just answer it. How can I prescribe the right medicine if you don't tell me?"

Chongyi said fiercely: "I just drank a bowl of ginger soup!"

Chongxian looked at her silently, something flickered in his eyes.

He couldn't help but recalled what Yan'er had said during the day that she brought ginger soup to him, and later, he saw that the maid in the kitchen gave it to him, so she drank it herself.

Old Chai said: "It's not possible, a bowl of ginger soup can make you angry like this? Besides ginger, what else is in it?"

"Anything but ginger or ginger."

While inquiring, Old Chai took out the silver needle without any delay, and gave Chongyi a few needles, and then slowly stopped the bleeding.

Old Chai said: "At your level, I'm afraid you've drunk ten bowls."

Chongyi snorted, "There's no need for ten bowls, just one concentrated bowl."

"How thick?"

"A bowl of sliced ​​ginger is as thick as a bowl of soup."

Old Chai: "..."

After hemostasis, Lao Chai added medicine for clearing dryness and reducing fire, mixed it with water to make a medicine oar, and gave it to Chongyi to drink.

The medicine has a cooling effect, once it enters her throat, a coolness washes down, as if extinguishing the anger in her chest, it immediately makes her feel very comfortable.

(End of this chapter)