Secrets Under the Peach Tree Chapter 10

The doctor from the Prince's Palace of the East County told me that my son's pulse was floating and astringent, which was caused by cold air caused by old diseases and blockage of phlegm, and he kept chattering like this.

I waved my sleeves to interrupt, "I don't understand medical science, so what's the use of you talking to me about it? Now that the disease is known, let's cure it."

The old man responded with a "yes" and slowly and methodically prescribed a prescription, saying that he could only prescribe a prescription to stabilize Mu Ruoyan's cough first, implicitly implying that Mu Ruoyan's illness could not be eradicated.

If you can't remove the root, isn't that tuberculosis?

I lowered my head and looked at Mu Ruoyan. No wonder his face was pale and yellow, and he was coughing all day long. It turned out that he had tuberculosis~~

Milo hadn't left yet and said leisurely at the table: "Looking at the worried look on your face, I feel so pitiful and heartbroken."

My heart is throbbing because of your ridicule, and I don't have time to feel the pain. I looked around and said in a low voice: "It's dawn, Mr. Zhao, aren't you afraid that someone will invite Mu Zhong?"

Heng Wen said: "That's right. I'm going back to my room first. Just watch Tristan." The silver light flashed and disappeared. It’s time to leave.

I sat down beside the bed. Tristan hadn't woken up yet. I put his hand back into the quilt and tucked the quilt tighter for him. The Jade Emperor seemed to be particularly cruel to Tristan. His whole family died, he was banned from life, and he was infected with tuberculosis. Let him hang half-dead and suffer. Nanming was very happy as a general in Nanjun, but I didn't hear of any bad luck.

Before finishing the bowl of medicine, Tristan woke up. I stretched out my sleeves to wipe the medicine stains from the corners of his mouth, "I soaked in the water and the roots of the tuberculosis were exposed. Why bother?"

Mu Ruoyan smiled bitterly again: "Maybe my body is really half-dead, but it's just a lot of trouble."

I said with a fake smile, "You are the one who is dear to my heart, and I am willing to do anything for you." You were assigned to me by the Jade Emperor, and I deserve whatever I do.

Although he was secretly complaining, I couldn't help but ask, "The doctor said your illness is an old disease. It wasn't long before the Mu family committed the crime. You were the young master of the prime minister's family before. How did you end up with tuberculosis so well?" On the body?"

Mu Ruoyan remained silent.

I asked: "Is it related to Shan Shengling again?" Seeing him, he still said nothing, and then continued: "Your love for him is more serious than Jin Jian. Tell me your love history one by one sometime." He reached out and took a handful of Tristan's hair, "Let me know how he won your heart."

Mu Ruoyan remained silent. I played with my hair in my hands for a long time before letting go. Walk out of the room.

On the porch of the front yard, a ball of something rushed towards my legs like an arrow. It grabbed the corner of my robe with its little paws and shook it. "Little uncle, little uncle~~" I frowned and touched his head, "Why aren't you little? I was listening to my husband's lecture in the study, but he came out and ran around. "

I squinted and saw Jin Shu hiding behind the pillar, half of his face exposed. When I looked at him, he shrank back behind the pillar. I pride myself on being suave, but when this child sees me, he always seems to be seeing a real tiger spirit. I am very puzzled. Jinning wrinkled her nose and shook my leg: "My writing hand hurts, little uncle~ I want to see my uncle in the hospital. My hand hurts. Let the uncle in the hospital complain about it."

I twitched my face, thinking that I was an oily brat. I saw Milo coming from the direction of the study from a distance.

Jinning was stumbling next to my legs, so I could only say hello with a dry smile, "What a coincidence, it's Mr. Zhao."

Milo came closer and politely said, "Third Young Master." He looked at my feet and said with a smile, "Is this the young master?"

I smiled dryly again, and my legs suddenly relaxed. Jinning was like a meat target, rushing straight in front of Milo, hugging Milo's legs, "Brother------" Milo's slender body was unexpectedly dodged by him and backed away. One step forward. Jinning grabbed the hem of Milo's robe and swung it around. He raised his little face and asked, "Brother, what's your name?"

Lord Heng Wenqing is a pure immortal. He was not born in the mortal world. He has never seen such a child. Therefore, he was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "You ask me? My surname is Zhao and my single name is Heng."

I strode forward, trying to lift Jinning away, but the kid held on to Milo tightly and said with a sullen face: "Brother Zhao is good-looking, Jinning likes it! Brother Zhao hugs me!" I pulled down my face and grabbed him Pulling away from Milo, "Hey! Brother Zhao. This is Mr. Zhao invited by my grandfather. Hello, sir!" Jin Shu sucked his fingers and moved from behind the pillar towards Milo. When he saw me coming, he moved towards He shrank back.

Milo's smile was very helpful. Jinning twisted in my hands and was about to pounce on me again. Someone in the corridor shouted: "Ning'er, what are you doing!" Jinning immediately froze and remained motionless. His father, Li Sixian, walked over quickly, took Jinning's ear from the immortal's hand and lifted it to his side. Jin Shu lowered his little head and called him uncle like a fly. Li Sixian said sternly: "Sir, you are so helpless in front of me, how can I teach you! Go back to your room and copy the words to stand up and wake up a hundred times!" Jinning held back her mouth, sobbed and started to cry. The two nurses came forward and led Jinning Jinshu away. Jinning walked away crying, wiping her nose with her sleeve and not forgetting to look back at Milo. Li Sixian cupped his hands and said, "The dog has no shape and offended Mr. Zhao. Don't blame Mr. Zhao."

"Mr. Zhao"'s eyes narrowed with a smile, how could he be so strange? "You're welcome, my eldest son. The young master has a childish nature, but his words and insights have a natural aura. He will be a dragon or a phoenix one day."

Li Sixian repeatedly praised the teacher, turned around and said to the Immortal Lord: "Dad is in the main hall. I want you, third brother, to come over quickly."

Li Sixian's face was heavy. It seemed that Prince Dongjun was looking for this immortal king for a big deal. I rushed to the main hall with my doubts in mind. I met Li Siyuan beside the plane tree outside the hall. He half-covered his mouth and whispered to me: "Dad knows about you and the one in the yard. The anger is raging."