The Vicious Fat Wife Dressed as a Disabled General

Chapter 434

Jiang Zhinuan lay down all afternoon during the day and couldn't sleep at night.

Di Qing was worried about her, so he boiled another bowl of fetal medicine for her. Jiang Zhinuan thought the medicine was bitter, so he put it on the table and didn't drink it.

"A Miao, you don't need to guard me here, go back to the house and rest."

A Miao nodded: "Auntie, remember to drink the medicine before going to bed later." After that, he took out a pack of candied fruit from his arms: "Eat one after drinking and you won't be bitter."

Jiang Zhinuan took it in his hand and smiled: "A Miao, I don't know who will be so lucky to follow you in the future."

Ding Simiao blushed: "I'm still young."

"It's not too small. When the matter is over, let's go back to Pingxi Town, and I can look for you."

Ding Simiao stood up quickly: "I went back to the room to rest."

"Yo, I know I'm shy now." Jiang Zhinuan waved his hand, took out a candied fruit, put it in his mouth, licked it, and smiled sweetly.

The bowl of medicine was kept on the table, and Di Qing hid in the corner of the window and watched Jiang Zhinuan quietly.

There was even more worry in his eyes.

Although what happened in the morning was a little bit more serious, but I don't know how to hurt her, so why do I need to drink medicine?
Looking at Jiang Zhinuan's pale face, Di Qing wished he could go in immediately and hug him tightly to comfort him.

But he can't...

Right now, he can only stand here quietly, looking at her quietly to relieve the pain of lovesickness.

I don't know how long I stood there, but Di Qing's legs began to feel numb.

Jiang Zhinuan, who had been lying on the bed, yawned and got up and drank the bowl of cold medicine on the table in one gulp, then threw two candied fruit in his mouth, and then blew out the candle.

The sound of even breathing quickly resounded in the room, and Di Qing stayed for a while, finally couldn't hold back and quietly entered the room through the window, kissed her tenderly on the forehead, and then left.

……

Early the next morning.

Qian Suhua came to Di Qing's yard with the food box.

The guard was reminded by Jiang Zhinuan, so he dare not let Qian Suhua in now.

Qian Suhua didn't insist, and just handed over the food box: "This is the food I cooked for the general myself, and I will personally deliver the general's food in the future."

Seeing that the two guards did not dare to pick it up, Qian Suhua frowned: "This is agreed by the Duke, your general likes to eat the food I cook, and the familiar taste will help him recover. If you don't believe me, You can go to the Duke to ask about it."

"Madam, please wait a moment, I will go to ask the Duke for instructions."

Qian Suhua was impatient and gave the guard a hard look, but she had no choice but to stand at the door and wait.

Yesterday her mother thought of a way for her, she knelt in front of the Duke's door for a full two hours before the Duke came out to see her.

She cried and said that she missed Di Qing and was worried about Di Qing.

The Duke despises her, a vulgar woman from the countryside, especially when he sees her crying.

"What are you going to do? Qing'er is sick now, can you stop bothering me?"

"My lord, I just think that my husband is used to eating the food I cook, so I can cook and deliver it every day. It might help him to recover if he eats the familiar taste. I promise not to bother him, just put Just deliver the food to the door and let the guards take it in."

The Duke nodded casually: "If you don't find it troublesome, just go ahead and do it, but there is only one thing that you can't disturb Qing'er."

Qian Suhua nodded and agreed before leaving.

The guard went to ask the Duke, and after getting a definite answer, he respectfully took the food box from Qian Suhua's hand.

"Mrs. hard work."

Qian Suhua nodded: "It's all my hard work. You have to stare at the general and eat it all. Only when you are full will you recover better."

"Yes, ma'am."

Qian Suhua turned and left after seeing the guard carrying the food box in.

"General, the meals Madam gave you are said to be made by myself."

Di Qing was overjoyed when he heard that, and quickly waved: "Hurry up and put it on."

"Yes."

Seeing that the general was happy, the guards did not dare to neglect, and carefully placed the three dishes and one soup in the food box on the table.

But the general changed his face so quickly, he frowned as soon as he walked to the table: "Remove!"

"what?"

"I said withdraw, don't you understand?"

"However, Madam said that she made it herself, and I want you to eat it all."

Di Qing stared at her with a cold face: "Do you listen to her or mine."

"Of course I listen to the general."

"Take it out and feed it to the dog. If she asks, she will say that she has eaten all of it. Anyone who dares to say anything will be dealt with by military law!"

The guard shrank his neck in fright: "Yes!"

Di Qing lay back on the bed angrily, with a burst of anger in her heart.

Just now when he suddenly heard that it was his wife cooking, he subconsciously thought it was Jiang Zhinuan cooking for him. It wasn't until these meals were put out that he suddenly realized that his wife was Qian Suhua in disguise.

The food that looked very plain and ordinary in appearance was not made by Jiang Zhinuan at first glance.

Hey.

Di Qing sighed heavily.

In this way, his stomach growled, and he really missed his wife's craftsmanship.

During Xu Shi's time with Jiang Zhinuan, her own mouth was also held in his mouth. When he returned to Wangcheng, those so-called delicacies from mountains and seas were not as good as a soup made by his wife.

Thinking of this, Di Qing couldn't bear it anymore.

He beckoned and called the guards: "Go and invite the two doctors from the Western Regions."

"Yes!"

Di Qing made up his mind that he must eat the food cooked by Jiang Zhinuan today.

Calling them all of a sudden early in the morning, Jiang Zhinuan's heart skipped a beat and he became nervous, afraid that something might be wrong with Di Qing.

Pulling Ding Simiao up and running quickly, Ding Simiao quickly supported her: "Pay attention to your body, and slow down."

When she arrived in the room, seeing Di Qing sitting safely on the bed, she breathed a sigh of relief.

But Ding Simiao didn't give him any face, and stared coldly: "It's early in the morning, who are you torturing!"

Di Qing glanced at Jiang Zhinuan quietly, thinking that his wife had lost a lot of weight again, and she didn't feel so fleshy when holding her in the hand yesterday.

This way to the capital, I don't know how much my wife has suffered.

"Hey, what do you mean by bringing someone here and not talking?"

Ding Simiao yelled again, and Jiang Zhinuan quickly tugged at his sleeve: "Okay, talk carefully."

Knowing that his wife was defending him, Di Qing was so excited that his hands under his sleeves were all locked together.

"Then what, I just want to taste the delicacies of the Western Regions, I don't know, can I trouble the girl to help?"

He actually wants to ask Jiang Zhinuan to cook for him!

Ding Simiao took a big step forward and blocked Jiang Zhinuan: "No! Can't you satisfy your appetite with so many cooks in your Duke's Mansion? My aunt...my sister is not your cook!"

He felt sorry for Jiang Zhinuan's pregnancy and didn't want her to touch those oily things.

But Di Qing didn't know, he just missed his wife's craftsmanship.

He frowned, showing pitiful eyes, looked over Ding Simiao to Jiang Zhinuan: "Is it not possible?"

How could Jiang Zhinuan refuse, nodding repeatedly: "Yes."

Ding Simiao frowned, pulled her sleeves, and signaled her not to cook, because her current situation was not suitable for smelling the smell of oily smoke.

But Jiang Zhinuan pulled him aside: "He is used to the food I cook, maybe he can think of something else."

"But, your body..."

"I'm fine, don't worry."

(End of this chapter)