Chapter 428 Recuperation
“What are you thinking about?” Tang Wanzhuang’s soft voice came from beside her.
Zhao Changhe came back to his senses and smiled: "It's nothing, I was distracted for a while."
"Did Ying Wu's words remind you of something?" Tang Wanzhuang continued to give him medicine and said, "I also think your luck is extraordinary. It feels like you have gone straight to the ancient times, and you seem to have guidance."
Zhao Changhe wrinkled his face and drank a spoonful: "Your tone, it seems that you have felt this way for a long time, but you don't care very much?"
Tang Wanzhuang said: "I've never encountered this kind of thing before, so I can't tell what it is... You're hiding it, because after all, you don't believe me that much..."
Zhao Changhe’s face twisted like a Muggle.
The smell of Daiyu is almost overflowing.
Tang Wanzhuang said that, but she was not unhappy at all. She was still feeding the medicine gently, and continued: "I just care about the futility. Are you willing to give up tracing back to ancient times? Or even give up your own path of cultivation?"
Zhao Changhe said: “I can’t give up.”
"Then what's the use of thinking too much? It can only be timid." Tang Wanzhuang smiled: "It's good to have a foundation in your heart. When you really encounter relevant things in the future, you will already know it so that you won't be caught off guard... Anyway, no matter what No matter what happens, you can only make your own choices when you have advanced in cultivation. Like Your Majesty, no matter whether His Majesty's current situation is good or bad, it is always his own choice. "
Zhao Changhe nodded: "That's true."
"In short, since His Majesty has a precedent, it is for you to refer to. It is better than having no reference and being blind."
Tang Wanzhuang has a sense of proportion in his heart. Whether Zhao Changhe is the prince he wants to support or someone who has deteriorated, he should have his own secrets and his own decisions. Whether he is a minister or something, he has to do it. They are all helpers.
Just a casual comment, I won't really get to the bottom of it.
Actually, there is still something disrespectful that I haven't said out loud in my heart. I feel that in this matter, Xia Longyuan is almost like the king's predecessor to Zhao Changhe.
"Have you relaxed in your heart? If you have relaxed, take medicine." Tang Wanzhuang said angrily: "There is obviously Buddhist holy medicine that can cure injuries, but I just tried to touch it twice and don't want it. Is it comfortable to lie down for an extra month now?"
Zhao Changhe watched her gently feeding the medicine and drank it in small sips. The medicine was obviously very bitter, but it was full of Tang.
“It’s worth lying down for another month if you can touch me a little more…”
Tang Wanzhuang pretended to cover his face with the medicine bowl, while Zhao Changhe protected his face with both hands.
In fact, the medicine was gone. Tang Wanzhuang put the medicine bowl aside, angrily pulled his hand away, took a silk scarf and wiped his mouth: "Now he is just like a child who can't take care of himself, right? It doesn’t matter if you take some medicine, but you don’t know how to wipe your mouth?”
Zhao Changhe said confidently: "I am Gu Bao. What do I have to do when my aunt is here?"
“Who is your aunt?”
“Go out and ask anyone who doesn’t know that Tang Buqi is my brother.”
"Tang Buqi has never been treated like this in his life. You want to be like him, right? OK, I'll get a broom..."
“What are you doing with that?”
“Tang Buqi was beaten like this since he was a child!”
“…I am not a relative, so we are treated differently.”
Tang Wanzhuang twisted the scarf around his mouth viciously, until he couldn't make any more "Uh-huh" noises. Then she put the scarf away with satisfaction and wanted to get up and clean it up.
As soon as he stood up, his wrist was pulled.
Turning around, Zhao Changhe’s eyes were bright and he looked like he was reluctant to let you go.
Tang Wanzhuang felt soft in her heart and said softly: "Okay, it's just like a child. I'll clean it up..."
Before he finished speaking, a strong force came from his wrist.
Tang Wanzhuang did not resist and fell into his arms.
As a result, the idiot groaned, and his chest hurt. Tang Wanzhuang looked up at him angrily: "Are you still having fun?"
Tang Wanzhuang closed her eyes and catered to her needs. Now she is so used to it.
Sometimes I wonder, is he a master of taking a long-term view to catch big fish?
Yesterday, I was struggling with dual cultivation. I didn’t know if I was willing to do it. If he forced dual cultivation, he would probably refuse in the end. He might not be able to succeed, but his status in his heart would plummet. It turned out that he tapped the acupuncture points to stop himself from giving the medicine to him and stuffed it completely into his mouth. He did not share even a trace of the medicine's power in the medicine and was only thinking about the recovery of her meridians.
Tang Wanzhuang knew that at that moment, her heartstrings were completely stirred, like the spring breeze blowing through the spring water, causing ripples on the calm lake surface. Even when Suzaku came, he couldn't help but show her affection in front of her.
The meridians are calm, but the heart is moved. I haven't stopped until today.
Like the Q-bullet outside the atrium of his heart, he held it in his hand from the inside out. He also lowered his head to eat Tang, saying it was sweet there.
Even if he plays a long game to catch the big fish, it will be too late to wake up...
Why don’t you become the crown princess if you are a tough talker? I am your master. But now I don’t want to mention it.
"Okay..." Tang Wanzhuang suddenly stretched out her hand and pressed his head to her chest to prevent him from moving: "You are injured. I can feel that you are enduring the pain when you do these actions. How can you be like this?" …”
Zhao Changhe pretended to be dead and lay motionless on it.
I feel like crying in my heart. It really hurts and I can't enjoy myself to the fullest, let alone go any further... I obviously feel that she is willing, but now I can't.
Who knows this kind of pain?
“You want to be a hero and give me all the medicine?” Tang Wanzhuang could see his depression and turned over with a smile. Zhao Changhe lay on the side like a dead dog.
Tang Wanzhuang leaned her head sideways and looked at him: "Have you used up the medicine from the Four Symbols Sect?"
"No, but it won't be cured so quickly..." Zhao Changhe said wistfully, "I guess it will take a week."
“What does one week mean?”
"Oh, seven days." Zhao Changhe felt depressed. The atmosphere was just right now, and he was absolutely willing to put on his evening makeup. It would take seven days to cool down. If it were to be put on again, that would be a tragedy.
Tang Wanzhuang was applying eye drops: "These two women are a bit ruthless in their actions. They actually searched the soul. Now the remaining soul is still in a daze. I don't know how long it will take for it to become normal... It makes it impossible for us to ask anything. Asked."
“Will you become an idiot?”
"No, after all, the level of the remnant soul is higher than ours. It is a temporary shock and chaos, but it can be recovered soon... If you give some treatment, it will be faster." Tang Wanzhuang stood up and combed her messy hair and clothes: " After all, I still have to take care of this matter, otherwise it will be bad if you go to the Ancient Spirit Clan and it has not recovered... Those two women are really unreasonable..."
Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment: "What does it matter if I go to the Ancient Spirit Clan?"
"I think it will be beneficial for you to take it with you. It can bewitch, and it must be related to the Ancient Spirit Clan. Whether it is an enemy of the Ancient Spirit Clan or an ancestor of the Ancient Spirit Clan, you can see the opportunity. Everything has its own purpose." Tang Wanzhuang frowned angrily when she saw that he didn't take the eye drops twice: "Just rest, I'll go and see you later."
Tang Wanzhuang was actually afraid that he would be injured if she continued, so she ran away without waiting for him to reply.
Not far after leaving the house, he saw Cui Wenjing standing outside the courtyard, seemingly enjoying the scenery.
Baoqin, who arrived early this morning, was standing outside the hospital with a blushing face, daring not to let Cui Wenjing in.
Tang Wanzhuang's face turned red to her ears, and she pretended to be calm as she stepped forward to say greetings: "May the Marquis of Ji be well..."
Cui Wenjing looked at her expressionlessly for a while, and finally said: "I'm very good, but I'm afraid some people are not good, so I suggest you control it a little... Where are the injuries? Do you think you are invulnerable?"
Tang Wanzhuang's face was in burning pain. She didn't know how to deal with her love rival, so she grabbed Qin's hand and ran away like flying.
The key point is that he found this love rival by himself, and the wife he acquiesced to, now it seems that he wants to go back to the Demon Suppressing Division a year and a half ago, and slap the head of the Tang Dynasty on the face who thought he had done everything possible to trick Cui Yuanyang into going to Beimang. : "Telling you to make a plan!"
Cui Wenjing watched the master and servant run away with a straight face, shook his head, and walked slowly through the door with his hands behind his back.
Zhao Changhe said: "I know you are reluctant to let go...uh, uh..."
Cui Wenjing casually picked up the latch beside the door and walked over: "I can't bear to let you go. Seeing that you don't have enough rest, why don't you stay in bed for two more days?"
“Hey, hey, hey, Lao Cui...fuck you, help me!”
“It’s easy if you don’t want to be beaten. Let’s sit down and talk and set a wedding date?”
(End of this chapter)