The nine masters in Qing Dynasty coddle side Fujin

Chapter 67 All Entered Shi Yun's Stomach (Second Update)
Shi Yun just contracted a cold, and after taking medicine for a few days, he was almost fine.

But Master Jiu suffered a serious back injury and caught up with the cold weather.

So healing is also slower.

The female family members in the backyard also took advantage of Jiuye's injury, so they sent men tonic soup every day.

With Master Jiu's temperament, he naturally sent away even people and soup.

But these people are persistent, giving them away every day, every once in a while.

Just like today.

In the morning Lang brought chicken soup, and at noon Chen brought duck soup.

At night, it was Zhao Jia's turn.

"Master, Zhao Jiage is here."

Upon hearing this, Master Jiu frowned.

Is it easy for him to raise an injury!You can't ask people to have a quiet meeting.

"Just say grandpa is tired!"

Master Jiu waved his hand, signaling Laifu to go out and send him away.

"The Tianma black-bone chicken soup brought by Zhaojia Gege or ask to take it back?"

Laifu took the trouble to ask again.

This is asked every day.

"take it back."

Does Master Jiu seem to be short of that sip of soup?
"What a waste."

Shi Yun on the side shook his head regretfully, after taking the soup back, it might arrive, can it not be wasted?
Master Jiu didn't mind wasting money, and Mrs. Zhao Jia and the others didn't mind being troublesome. They knew they couldn't drink, but they still gave them away every day.This persistence is enough.

"Wait a moment!"

Hearing Shi Yun's muttering, Master Jiu immediately called Lai Fu to stop.

"Go ask Zhao Jia to go back, but bring in the soup."

Master Jiu suddenly felt that it would be a waste to throw away this good soup.

When Shi Yun heard this, he looked at Master Jiu in surprise, what's wrong, did he change his mind?
"Hey."

Lai Fu was also at a loss, but he didn't ask any more questions, and retreated after saluting.

After a while, Laifu came back with an exquisite food box in his hand.

He put the food box on the table in front of Shi Yun, and then reported to Lord Jiu: "Master, Zhao Jiagege left, and servant Tang brought it in."

"Well, take out the soup and serve it to your master!"

Master Jiu was lying on the bed reading a book, without raising his head, he ordered Laifu.

"Yes!"

Lai Fu was only slightly surprised, and then naturally served Shi Yun.

This is the first time he has served a woman in the backyard of the mansion, even Fujin may not be able to, Lai Fu served the bowl of soup himself.

"Master, what are you doing here?"

Shi Yun looked at the steaming soup in front of him, with question marks all over his head, how did Master Jiu sing this!
"Replenish your body!"

Jiu Ye said lightly.

He also felt that what Shi Yun said was right, and it would be a pity if he cried out, so he might as well take it over to make up for Shi Yun.

"For slaves to drink?"

Shi Yun was stunned.

"Of course it is, drink it!"

Only then did Master Jiu take a look at Shi Yun, and then nodded calmly.

But it was Shi Yun who was not calm, drinking Zhao Jia's stewed soup in his mouth, thinking in his heart, if Zhao Jia knew that the soup she sent to Master Jiu had entered her stomach, what would happen? I don't know what to be angry about.

"It tastes good, do you want to try it?"

Shi Yun took a sip, hey, it tastes pretty good, even better than the ones from the dining room.

"Don't drink!"

Master Jiu shook his head resolutely, because he didn't want to drink these soupy things.

"Oh, please try it, it's really good."

Good things need to be shared. Shi Yun scooped up a spoonful and fed it to Master Jiu's mouth. He also looked at Master Jiu expectantly.

Looking at the spoon by his mouth, and at Shi Yun's tender red lips, Master Jiu suddenly had an appetite.

He opened his mouth and drank the chicken soup in the spoon.

"How is it, not bad?"

Shi Yun hurriedly asked.

"Do you like it?"

Master Jiu didn't say it was delicious, nor did he say it was bad, he just held his head and asked Shi Yun.

"Well, it's better than the dining room's."

Shi Yun nodded, then took another sip by himself, and another sip for Master Jiu, a cup of chicken soup, you and I drank it clean.

After drinking the chicken soup, Shi Yun was about to leave, but was pulled into bed by Master Jiu.

"????"

Shi Yun's face was full of doubts, wondering what kind of style Jiuye was smoking.

But Jiu Ye just waved his hand, and the servants who were serving in the room came out in a file, and even the soup bowl in Shi Yun's hand was taken out by Nan Zhi.

At this time, if Shi Yun doesn't know what to do, then she is stupid.

"Master, no, you're still hurt!"

Shi Yun pushed Jiu Ye on his body.

However, the difference in height and weight was too great, and Shi Yun couldn't push it at all.

"Grandpa hurt his back, not that one!"

The black lines all over Jiuye's face, he is not useless, he has been vegetarian for more than ten days, and now Shi Yun is dangling in front of him full of temptation, how can Jiuye let it go.

"But the master will tear the wound."

Shi Yun let it go again, he was more or less shy about the topic he was talking about now.

Her little face was flushed red, and her watery eyes didn't dare to look directly at Master Jiu.

"So, be good and feel sorry for Grandpa."

Master Jiu smiled with both eyes, and his tone was gentle and full of temptation.

Shi Yun immediately fell into the obedience and smile of Master Jiu.

It wasn't until Master Jiu pulled his hand all the way down that Shi Yun finally realized it.

Immediately, the roots of the ears turned red.

He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, just like that, after the end, not only Shi Yun's wrists were sore, but his legs were also sore.

Master Jiu has completely let go of himself, but Shi Yun is exhausted.

After calling someone to serve Shi Yun to wash up, Lord Jiu will now know how to be considerate of Shi Yun.

Gently knead Shi Yun's wrists and legs.

Shi Yun also readily accepted Master Jiu's service. Anyway, he blamed Master Jiu for his appearance. He should serve her as well.

From this day on, Lord Jiu no longer stopped the soup being delivered to the front yard, and everything that was delivered went into Shi Yun's stomach.

Shi Yun will also give pertinent opinions, that is, which one tastes better and which one doesn't.

If it doesn't taste good, I won't ask Laifu to bring it in next time.

The delicious ones are the chicken soup stewed in Zhaojia's yard, and the old duck soup sent by Liu's.

After all, both of them had children, and there were a lot of good things in the courtyard, which were all added to the soup, and they thought it was Master Jiu who drank the soup, so they gave it more graciously.

If these two people knew that a large part of the soup they sent had entered Shi Yun's stomach, they would not know how angry they would be.

In mid-November, the Bauhinia City was bitingly cold, but the front yard of Jiuye Mansion had already been burnt with charcoal, and Shi Yun's body had already healed, and with the tonic soup brought in from the backyard every day, it became much ruddy. It's just that the fourteenth master is still lying on the bed.

As the saying goes, after one hundred days of injury, Master Jiu didn't hurt his bones, but the scar on his back still hasn't fallen off.

Therefore, today's Master Jiu still takes a bowl of medicine every day.

"Master, it's time to drink the medicine."

Laixi was holding a bowl of dark soup.

Master Jiu glanced at it in disgust, and then said: "When I go to give it to you, master, bring the medicine too."

"Your servant is already in good health, and you don't need to drink any more medicine."

Shi Yun on the side was upset, she got a cold, and even took the medicine with Master Jiu for half a month.

Now I still tell her to eat.

"What are you talking about? It's good for you to drink the medicine, so that your bones will be stronger."

(End of this chapter)