My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 159

The night was born, the red candles were flickering, the remnant stars were twinkling, and the moonlight was blurred.

The Liu Mansion fell into a quiet environment. Liu Mingzhi and Qi Yun have been married for many days, and after many twists and turns, they are finally going to come to fruition!
Just like Tao Yuanming's poem "Peach Blossom Spring" described.

Liu Mingzhi put down his wine glass and muttered a few words, then smiled and nodded under Qi Yun's shy eyes.

"My lady, it's late at night!"

The moonlight gradually set in the sky, and the sound of cock crowing came from Liu Mingzhi's voice faintly coming from the room: "Lady, don't take what the old man said to you too much. You and I are still young about the issue of children, so there is no need to worry about it." This is worrying.”

The beautiful woman's charming voice came: "Husband, it was your mother who said that you would put your imperial examinations first, and this concubine didn't mean to neglect you!"

The voice was as tender as water, and even steel would turn into tender fingers: "Lady, please rest early in the third chapter of the agreement, don't forget that you have to greet the old man and mother tomorrow?"

"Yeah! I want it!"

"I said sleep!"

"I want!"

The cock crowed twice, and a white light faintly rose from the sky, and it seemed that it was already five o'clock!

"Miss, what does your nanny teach, my husband can swear, whether you can conceive an heir really depends on God's will!"

Finally everything melted into silence, and the sound of sound sleep came from the room.

As the sun was rising, Ying'er came to Young Master Liu's room with her toiletries ready as usual: "Master, wake up and wash up."

There was no answer after knocking on the door several times. Ying'er pushed open the door suspiciously. This is what Liu Mingzhi said. As long as she didn't answer, she must push the door open and come in. Young Master Liu has been kidnapped many times, and she has already left the room. I cast a shadow on my heart.

Ying'er walked in lightly with the basin in her hand, and she was relieved when she heard voices on the bed. It seemed that the young master was just snoozing a little, and wasn't kidnapped. After putting down the basin, Ying'er planned to pull The gauze in front of the window.

"Ah!" Ying'er cried out with a bit of embarrassment on her face.

After all, the young master and the young wife are lovers who finally get married.

Sure enough, Ying'er's cry woke up Young Master Liu who was still asleep, and opened his sleepy eyes Young Young Master Liu yawned: "Is it Ying'er? What time is it?"

"Master, the sky is bright and the sun has risen. Are you alright, master?"

"It's all right, I had a little temper tantrum with the young lady yesterday, and we had a fight, but I didn't hit your young lady, hiss."

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's okay, you turn around first, the young master is going to change clothes."

"Oh!"

Young Master Liu looked at the lazy Qi Yun and leaned closer to his ear and said, "Lady, if you feel unwell, you should rest more and get up first because your husband has other things to do."

Qi Yun gave her husband a lazy look, pulled the quilt around her delicate body and continued to fall asleep.

After rustling her clothes, First Young Master Liu put on her shoes and got up, and fell to the ground with a plop, almost hitting the stool.

Ying'er hurriedly turned around and helped her young master up: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"It's a slippery foot, it's all right."

"Master, I helped you to sit up, didn't you twist your foot?"

"You don't need to help, you don't need to help, the young master is fine, Yinger, from today on the young master has a nickname, quite domineering, nine times a night, the young master is not bragging to you, this is obtained through historical research and the young master's personal practice nickname, is the young master amazing?"

"The young master is the best, sit down quickly."

"You don't need to help, the young master is in good health. How big is the storm, and Wang Yanghai will be able to subdue it with the first step? Impossible!"

Looking at the stubborn young master, Ying'er had no choice but to let go of the hands supporting Young Master Liu, and with a plop, Young Master Liu fell limply on the stool again.

"Master!"

"Then what, Ying'er, I'd better give you a hand, the shoes don't fit."

"Okay, master, please slow down."

As soon as she got out of the dim screen, Ying'er called out in surprise: "Master, your face is so pale."

"Don't talk nonsense, why is the young master pale when he is healthy and healthy? It must be your eyesight."

Seeing that the young master didn't believe her words, Ying'er pouted and took a bronze mirror and put it in front of young master Liu: "Young master, you can see for yourself."

"Ah, ghost!" Young Master Liu in the mirror was pale, with sunken eye sockets and scrawled hair.

"Is this me, young master?" Young Master Liu held up the bronze mirror in disbelief with a look of disbelief.

"Master, the person here is you."

Young Master Liu endured the pain in his back and turned around to look at the position of the bed with a sad face: "Young master said that it has nothing to do with the number of times, it doesn't matter, I thought it would be fine for a martial arts practitioner to be stronger, were you a water pump in your last life?"

"Master, do you want to find a doctor for you?"

"Ying'er, you said that our family has a big business, so waste is not very good. Shouldn't we be more thrifty?"

Ying'er pouted and nodded sharply: "The young master is right, it's really not good to waste food."

"So, those thousand-year-old ginseng and hundred-year-old ginseng piled up in the warehouse will definitely become less and less effective. How can the young master be that kind of wasteful prodigal? Let's go to the kitchen and order it. The young master boils half a bowl of ginseng soup to drink, to prevent waste, start from the young master."

"Ah?" Ying'er opened her mouth slightly, and looked at her young master strangely. Doesn't the young master hate drinking ginseng soup the most?
"Ah what? Go!"

"oh oh."

"and many more!"

"Master?"

"Then what, let me put some goji berry and angelica, too. The young master likes red things recently, and suddenly he likes them. What's wrong with you?"

"Okay, do you need anything else, Master?"

"Remember to put some rouge on the young master to cover the eye sockets when you come back."

"Isn't the young master the one who dislikes powdering the most? You said that a man never puts on those things."

"Hey, there's no need to waste it. The young master said to save it. Go."

After half an hour, Ying'er came back carrying a wooden tray with a small bowl on it: "Master, have some soup."

"Is it hot?"

"It's cold, the temperature is just right."

"Let's put it down, I'll try to see if the kitchen skills have improved." After a while, there was a sound of collision between the spoon and the porcelain bowl: "Ying'er, why don't you feed me, the young lady injured the young master's hand yesterday , I can’t use my strength.”

Ying'er picked up the ginseng soup and carefully fed the young master to drink the soup spoon by spoon.

A quarter of an hour later, Young Master Liu patted his chest: "Master, this body can kill a cow, do you believe it, Yinger?"

Ying'er carefully wiped off the water stains for the young master with a handkerchief and smiled sweetly: "Ying'er believes everything the young master says!"

"Ying'er is still good, let's not talk about it, wash your face first, the young master ate without washing up for the first time, your young lady has profound skills, the young master is invincible."

Ying'er wrung out the towel and handed it to First Young Master Liu: "Master wipes his face, Ying'er is going to wait for the young lady to change clothes."

"Wait." Young Master Liu stopped Ying'er with an unnatural expression, "Young Madam is not feeling well today, just send someone to bring breakfast over later."

"I know, sir."

First Young Master Liu wiped his face clean, asked Ying'er to carefully wipe the rouge a few times, and walked towards the main hall with floating steps, like a space dancer.

As soon as Young Master Liu arrived at the main hall, only Liu Zhi'an was still sitting there drinking tea, the others had long since disappeared.

"Your mother left rice for you, eat it quickly, or it will be cold."

First Young Master Liu huddled on the stool next to Liu Zhian and winked: "Old man, why don't you discuss something!"

Liu Zhi'an put down the teacup in doubt: "What are you discussing?"

First Young Master Liu looked embarrassed, scratched his ears and said in a low voice: "Then what powder is really so easy to use?"

Liu Zhi'an was stunned, and slapped the table suddenly: "You bastard, we are father and son, did you talk about this kind of problem with the father?"

Clap, the sound of chopsticks falling to the ground, the corners of Young Master Liu's mouth twitched, it really was retribution, these words were vaguely familiar, as if he had heard them somewhere.

"Then what, my son has no other meaning. Isn't it because I have become interested in medical skills recently? I just want to use it to study the ingredients. It really has no other meaning. Since my son is so eager to learn, either, or just Give me some research."

Liu Zhi'an tucked his forehead unnaturally: "Cough cough cough is gone, feed the dog."

"What the hell, didn't you say you had some private goods yesterday?"

"I said, feed the dog, get out after eating."

"Zhi'er, mother is afraid that the meal will get cold, so she asked the kitchen to cook another one for you." Madam Liu came in with a rosy complexion, carrying a plate of food.

Young Master Liu looked at the old man with eyes blinking in surprise, hey, he is always strong, is this about adding a new kid?
"Ahem, what, the old man still has an account book that hasn't been checked, I'm going to the study first, boy, go and review your books after dinner."

(End of this chapter)