Mrs. Cultivation Notes

Chapter 145 The Second Young Master Yan
Seeing that the moonlight outside the window was getting darker, Yan Qingchen didn't even come to look for him.

Xiao Nuan felt that she was really disgusted.

Moaning and rubbing his stomach, he stood up, "Hmph, old men love the new and dislike the old! Now they don't like me anymore, so I don't even bother to care about it!"

Unable to bear the hunger, he opened the door secretly and sneaked out of Yan Qingchen's small building, intending to find Tangxi and the others for some food.

Yanjiayuan is huge, and the street lights at night are a little far apart, so it looks a little dim.

Xiao Nuan was shocked when she saw the person under the shadow of the tree.

He hurriedly took two steps back before recognizing who it was.

"Mrs. Chunying?"

Seeing the figure turning back from a distance, Xiao Nuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately went over to help the woman leaning on the tree pole.

"What's wrong with you? You're here in the middle of the night!"

Mrs. Chunying raised her head, and saw the pretty girl under the cold moonlight.

The bright star eyes are full of curiosity and concern.

The soft and delicate voice seemed to be no different from the first time I saw her.

"Oh, I have a bad headache, so I'm here to rest."

Xiao Nuan supported her, "I'll take you back, it's cold here, and it will hurt even more when the wind blows!"

Holding her halfway, the girl's pleasant fragrance permeated her body faintly, carrying a little bit of warmth.

The building Mrs. Chunying lives in is relatively small and out of the way. It seems to be cleaner than the concubine's, and it has a gloomy atmosphere.

Put her there, "Where is your medicine, I'll get it for you!"

Mrs. Chunying leaned halfway on the single sofa, and pointed to the cabinet against the wall.

Xiao Nuannuan turned over the medicine box and took out the medicine for her.

He poured warm water from the thermos, "Drink some hot water."

Chun Ying was taking the medicine, while Xiao Nuan squatted beside the table, touching the lettering on the medicine box.

"The method and dosage of the medicine are written on this medicine box, and the engraved characters are so beautiful, this person must have put a lot of thought into it."

Mrs. Chunying was a little surprised that she could see this detail.

Hearing her praise, he showed a faint smile, "This was made for me by an old friend of mine."

Xiaonuan smiled sincerely, "Then this person must be a very important person to spend so much thought."

Mrs. Chunying watched with deep meaning in her eyes.

Suddenly footsteps came from upstairs, "Ma'am, are you back?" It was the voice of the maid Hualu.

Xiao Nuan was startled, and immediately stood up, "Ma'am, I'm leaving!"

Xiao Nuan immediately ran away secretly, as if she didn't want others to find out that she had been here.

Yan Qingchen rarely let her contact other members of the Yan family, this is the rule.

When Hualu came down, she saw Chunying sitting on the sofa, looking outside from a distance.

"Yan Qingchen, how did you raise her so well?"

He said, "Ma'am, it's cold outside in the middle of the night, you're not in good health, you'd better go out less!"

Mrs. Chunying didn't answer, she lowered her head and hugged the medicine box.

Carefully groping for the words on it, there was sadness and resentment in his eyes, as well as some unwillingness.

Xiaonuan went out and met the person on duty at night, and they happened to get together and bought roasted sweet potatoes to eat.

Relying on the good popularity among servants in the past, he managed to eat two roasted sweet potatoes for nothing.

Feeling warm and feeling much better, I went back with brisk small steps.

When I opened the door and went in, I found that the door was open but not closed.

Frowning slightly, "Strange, I remember that the door was closed when I went out!"

Before he finished speaking, he was pulled by a force and pressed against the door.

"Scared!" Xiao Nuan was startled, and was about to scream when she suddenly smelled a very familiar smell.

With a sullen voice, Qing Leng said, "How dare you sneak out in the middle of the night without going to the house for three days?"

Xiao Nuan leaned against the door.Yan Qingchen was too tall, so he got close, as if he was wrapping her in his arms.

Afraid that he would find out that he was eating supper secretly, so he would lie, "I, go for a walk, I can't sleep!"

Obviously, Yan Qingchen didn't believe it.

Touching her extremely soft hair, "Lie!"

Not a question, but a certainty.

Seeing that she was exposed, Xiao Nuan said bluntly, "I went out to eat. What are you doing in my room at night? Second Young Master Yan!" with an angry look.

When Yan Qingchen heard the words of Second Young Master Yan, his face suddenly became gloomy.

"What did you call me?"

Xiao Nuan raised her head, stared at the eyes that couldn't see much, and continued, "I mean Second Young Master Yan!"

He has already been called Miss Nuan Nuan, and he is in a hurry to get rid of the relationship, so she still sticks her hot face to her cold ass?
Yan Qingchen frowned and said coldly, "Brother!" It was the same as before.

Xiao Nuan snorted coldly, "Is there anything wrong with me calling you Second Young Master Yan? Don't everyone in the Yan family call you that?"

Yan Qingchen, "You are different!"

"What's different?" Xiao Nuan looked directly at him, and suddenly leaned into his arms, "Because I'm your wife?"

Even through the shirt, you can still feel her soft body.

Yan Qingchen's emotions were a little complicated, and he took a step back, trying to calm down his strangeness by creating a distance.

Those innocent and good-looking eyes were still staring at him, as if waiting for an answer.

Yan Qingchen felt that his whole body was on fire, for no reason.

He simply covered her eyes with his hand, not daring to face her.

"You can continue to call me Brother Qingchen, after all, you are just like my sister!" Yan Qingchen seemed to be trying to convince himself.

A mist of grievance gathered in Xiao Nuan's eyes, he snorted straight away, and turned to open the door.

Then he stretched out his foot and kicked him out, "Who will be your sister?"

Immediately afterwards, as if he was still angry, he picked up the dolls on the ground and threw them out together.

Then slam the door shut!

When Lin Sheng came over, he happened to see Yan Qingchen being forced out, and a rabbit doll.

Immediately covered his eyes and turned around, "Well, I didn't see anything!"

Yan Qingchen turned around, still acting as if nothing had happened.

"Is something wrong?"

"Oh, I talked about looking for mulberry seeds a few days ago, and there is a clue!"

Yan Qingchen, with a hint of urgency and hope in his eyes, "Go to the study and talk!"

The two went down to the second floor together.

Ever since she got older, in order to prevent her from entering and leaving his room casually, Yan Qingchen coaxed her to move to the third floor.

The study was back in his hands.

The two went in, and Yan Qingchen sat on the chair.

There seems to be a smell and memory of a little girl in the study, and the thoughts in my mind can't help but fly away.

"Second Master, Second Master?" Lin Sheng called out twice.

Yan Qingchen came back to his senses, "Say."

Lin Sheng said, "I said, in fact, you don't have to believe Caimulizi's words. Although he is a miracle doctor, he may not be accurate in everything he says.

He said that you would not live to be fifteen years old, but after taking the elixir of the old monk, didn't you live well until now?

As for that boy Di Jiangle, he couldn't believe it even more. His half-baked medical skills don't distinguish between humans and animals. He said that there are residual poisons? "

Yan Qingchen was silent, just when Lin Sheng thought he would not make a sound.

Yan Qingchen spoke suddenly, serious and earnest, and said in a low voice, "Lin Sheng, I don't want to gamble because I can't afford it.

I can't kill her for the rest of my life because of my own selfish desires. "

The little girl was raised in his hands, how could he have the heart to let a person with no future touch her?

(End of this chapter)