The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

Chapter 857
Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect!
Luo Jiaojiao's words touched Bo Langjun's heartstrings deeply.

He is someone who has experienced it, of course he understands the taste of love.

Jiang Yu gave Feng Yue a few days off as ordered by Mr. Bo Lang.

Feng Yue took good care of Brother Yao who was frightened and extremely weak.

Brother Yao's body also slowly recovered.

"You won't blame me!"

Feng Yue sat down in front of the couch and told the whole story about Chonglou using her to deal with the Bo family, without concealing his choice that day.

"If you put the Bo family in danger for the sake of the slave family and do unkind and unrighteous actions, then you are not the Feng Yue that the slave family knows! If you betray the master and rescue the slave family, the slave family will have no face to face the master, let alone May survive!"

Brother Yao's words made Feng Yue feel more fond of her, and also moved Bo Langjun and his wife standing outside the window.

Mr. Bo Lang stared at Brother Yao's pale face through the gap in the window for a while, then turned around and walked quickly back to the study.

"Why don't you go in?"

Luo Jiaojiao, who was following Bo Langjun, asked suspiciously.

The two of them were going to make this marriage for Feng Yue and Brother Yao.

"Let this matter be decided by the lady!"

Mr. Bo Lang really didn't expect Brother Yao to look cowardly and incompetent, but he was a sensible girl.

He finally doesn't object to this good marriage!Luo Jiaojiao was delighted in her heart!When she was in front of Brother Yao's window just now, she was still worried that Mr. Bo Lang would say something that should not be said after entering the house, so that Brother Yao would not dare to accept this marriage!
"My son is asleep! I'm going to see the master!"

Luo Jiaojiao put on the newly bought cloak Jiang Yu bought for her and left the study door.

Bo Langjun raised his eyes to look at Luo Jiaojiao's back, and pursed his lips tightly.He really dislikes Luo Jiaojiao's master, Shanchen.

Not only is Shan Chen the best in lightness kung fu, but he is also born with the masculine beauty of a man.This made Mr. Bo Lang jealous, but there was nothing he could do!The most important thing is that he also likes Luo Jiaojiao.

Luo Jiaojiao almost ran all the way to Yaogong's yard.

For the first time in history, Shan Chen was not drinking.He was listening to Yao Gong explaining the principles of medicine to Zhuo Lang.

Shan Chen, who has been with the divine doctor of the Western Regions for many years, has a little bit of medical skills through his ears and eyes.He felt that some of the pharmaceutical and dispensing methods mentioned by the pharmacist did not follow the principles of medicine, but focused on practical effects, and the medication was much bolder.

"Aren't you afraid that the patient will die after taking your strong medicine and can't bear it?"

Shan Chen couldn't help asking.

"Good question! For critically ill patients, consolidating the foundation and cultivating the vitality is the first step, and the next step is to sort out the meridians! Nine out of ten meridians will make the disease worse. When the meridians are unblocked, all diseases will disappear! But Chen Ke will come out." Therefore, it is necessary to use strong medicine to force out the cold, swelling, swelling, fullness, embarrassment, and blood in the body, and then supplement it with acupuncture and decoction."

Yao Gong's words made Zhuo Langzhong Mao Sai suddenly enlightened and admired.

"Since when did the master understand medical skills?"

Luo Jiaojiao ran to Shan Chen and sat down.

"You finally remembered the master!"

Shan Chen turned to look at Luo Jiaojiao.

"Look at what you said, master! You have been here for half a year, but you have thought badly about your disciples! Don't leave this time! They fought on their own, and no one will bother you anymore!"

Luo Jiaojiao looked at Shan Chen expectantly with her bright black eyes.

Shan Chen turned his head away and sighed.

"Master is afraid of Nanyue..."

As soon as Luo Jiaojiao raised her head, Shan Chen got up to get the wine gourd hanging beside the gate of the medicine house.

"You are not young anymore, it's time to leave a queen for the Shan family!"

Yaogong's words made Shan Chen, who had just taken a big sip of wine, cough violently.

Luo Jiaojiao got up to beat her master Shan Chen's back.

"Stop drinking! I'll make beef noodles for you!"

Luo Jiaojiao snatched the wine gourd from Shan Chen's hand, and hung it where it was.

"Hmm! I'm lucky today! Madam's beef noodles are very good!"

Yao Gong watched Luo Jiaojiao go to the kitchen with a smile.

"She can only cook beef noodles!"

Shan Chen went to the couch and lay down, which meant that Luo Jiaojiao could make his wine worm shrink back.

When Luo Jiaojiao and Yaotong put the steaming beef noodles on the stone table outside the medicine hut, Bo Langjun appeared in Yaogong's garden with his son in his arms.

Shan Chen, Yao Gong and Zhuo Lang, who were coming out of the medicine hut, were taken aback for a moment, and then saluted Mr. Bo Lang.

"Why is your husband here?"

Luo Jiaojiao put down the tray in her hand and turned around to see that Bo Langjun wrapped his son tightly with the cloak on his body.

"Son is hungry!"

Bo Langjun didn't expect Luo Jiaojiao to go for more than an hour.The child has been awake for half a day.

Although the son didn't cry or make trouble, Bo Langjun's heart was not at ease.His eyes kept looking at the study door, but Luo Jiaojiao never appeared.

How come it disappears as soon as I go?
Mr. Bo Lang finally endured another half an hour, and finally he couldn't help but hugged his son and came to look for Luo Jiaojiao.

Luo Jiaojiao took her son from Bo Langjun's arms and kissed her:
"Did little Wenji make your grandpa angry?"

"Good baby Wenji!"

Little Wenji's immature voice surprised everyone present.

"When will my son be able to talk again?"

Bo Langjun looked at Luo Jiaojiao and his son Xiao Wenji in surprise.

"How did you become a father? You don't even know your son can talk?"

Shan Chen sat at the stone table and began to eat beef noodles with big mouthfuls.

"Have a meal!"

Xiao Wenji also wanted to eat beef noodles.

"Hmm! Husband! Let's eat together!"

Luo Jiaojiao hugged her son and sat opposite Shan Chen.

Bo Langjun hesitated for a moment, then walked to Luo Jiaojiao and sat down.

"Let's eat together!"

Mr. Bo Lang glanced at Yao Gong, who had white beard and hair, and Zhuo Lang Zhongdao, who had a respectful face.

"Don't dare!"

Yaogong saluted Mr. Bolang again, then turned around and entered the medicine hut.

Zhuo Langzhong also followed Yao Gong in.

Mr. Bo Lang didn't move his chopsticks.He just watched Luo Jiaojiao feeding little Wenji.

"Grandpa eat!"

Little Wenji grabbed the chopsticks with his chubby hands and put them in Bo Langjun's hands.

There was a smile in Bo Langjun's eyes.

Seeing this, Shan Chen put down his chopsticks and went into the medicine hut.

"Master! Are you full?"

Seeing that Shan Chen only ate a bowl of noodles, Luo Jiaojiao shouted at his back.

There was no sound in the medicine hut, Luo Jiaojiao couldn't help frowning.

Little Wenji waited for a long time but didn't see his mother feeding him noodles, so he grabbed the chopsticks in Luo Jiaojiao's hand to sandwich the noodles.

"Come! Feed you for Father!"

When Luo Jiaojiao saw that Shanchen had gone to the medicine house, she instantly felt better.He took a piece of noodles and fed it into his son's mouth.

Little Wenji couldn't finish the noodle after smoking for a long time, so he could only grab it with his chubby hands.

Luo Jiaojiao looked down, and quickly used her chopsticks to break the noodle.

Little Wenji stuck his throat and spit out all the noodles he ate.

"Hey! Why can't you even feed the baby?"

Luo Jiaojiao took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her son's mouth, then picked him up and left.

Bo Langjun's face turned red and white at Luo Jiaojiao's words, so embarrassed.

Shan Chen, who was lying on Yaogong's couch with her eyes closed, laughed when she heard Luo Jiaojiao's words.

He could imagine the expression on Bo Langjun's face at the moment.

Bo Langjun sat there for a while, until Luo Jiaojiao walked to the gate of the medicine park with the child in his arms, then he slowly got up and followed.

(End of this chapter)