Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 359
The rain outside had stopped, and there was no reason for the two of them to stay in the cave any longer.

Li Sanlang held her and flew up to the top of the pine tree from outside the cave, and then slowly descended to the bottom of the mountain like a fairy descending to earth.

Song Yaomei put her arms around his neck and looked at him quietly all the time.

She never realized that her husband-in-law was so handsome.

Just thinking of this made her feel a little inexplicably angry.

Just now it was clear that he could fly back with him in his arms, at least he wouldn't get caught in the rain and embarrass her so much.

She pouted and decided to ignore him for the time being.

The cow had probably been trained, so the thunderstorm had just passed, but his temperament hadn't changed much.

Finally it dragged them home.

As soon as he got home, he thought his family members would come over happily, but Mrs. Li winked at them instead.

Song Yaomei was very curious, and what she was going to say fell into her stomach in response to the white figure she saw.

There was a smile on his pale face, and he looked at her fixedly while shaking his folding fan.

She didn't react for a while, and tears filled her eyes inexplicably.

The old village head reminded: "Yaomei, Sanlang, why are you still not polite?"

Only then did Song Yaomei come to her senses, and squatted down, "Minister see the prince!"

Lord Yao raised his fan, "Hurry up and get rid of the ceremony!"

Song Yaomei stepped forward, and now those who love it or not, use it or not, are not important anymore.

All she could think about now was his body.

He will always remember the sound of Ping An shouting when she fell.

At that time, he obviously didn't have to take that risk, and he was not in good health, but he was willing to come down with her.

To say that you are not moved is a lie.

It's just that she is not greedy, since she already has Li Sanlang who loves her, no other man will think about it no matter how good she is.

And he was afraid that he was right and wrong, she was not the original owner.

She wriggled her mouth and wanted to ask him if he was in good health several times?

It's just that she still couldn't ask in the end, she didn't know in what capacity to ask.

And the other day Lin said that he only had three months to live, but he didn't know if it was true?

Li Sanlang saluted, but no one called him up for a long time, Ping An looked at him, but rolled his eyes.

Seeing the wetness on Song Yaomei's hair, Ping An worriedly said: "Just now there was lightning and thunder, and it rained so hard, look at you getting drenched."

Ping An said that she was about to stretch out the handkerchief in her hand to wipe her hair, but Song Yaomei dodged it.

Song Yaomei glanced at Li Shi and the others in embarrassment. Although Ping An was acting a bit feminine, not all eunuchs stood beside the prince.

Especially this Lord Yao is as good as Long Yang.

Letting him wipe her head, isn't that obviously cuckolding Li Sanlang?

Pingan coughed dryly, "Your head is wet, and you don't know how to wipe it off with a handkerchief." He passed the handkerchief over as he spoke.

Song Yaomei accepted it gratefully, and wiped it casually.

Pingan carefully covered his chest, just now his prince's eyes were too fierce, he almost saw a hole in him.

Lord Yao looked at Li Sanlang who was still holding the salute, and said: "Huang"

But Li Sanlang said: "I don't know why Lord Yao came to visit? The grassroots are terrified!"

Ping An slandered in his heart, "Damn you, you cheated our lord of the life-saving medicine, and you still pretend like you don't know anything, it's really embarrassing."

Prince Yao said: "Excuse me. I was thinking of going to Song's house to see the essential oils, but it was raining on the road, so I went to your house to avoid the rain. I'm afraid it's my king who disturbed you."

He gestured to Li Shi apologetically.

Li smiled and said it was all right!

Li Sanlang got up and said without a trace of warmth, "It turns out that this is the case, then the prince may have to go back quickly, or it is late today, and he may not be able to go back in time!"

Song Yaomei obviously felt Li Sanlang's dislike, she smiled and said: "My lord, you've been here for so long, I'm afraid you haven't even had a sip of tea. Why don't you have a sip of tea before leaving!"

Ping An's expression changed, he really wanted to pull her aside and tell her everything.

However, Lord Yao put away his fan and said with a smile: "Then I'm leaving, excuse me!"

After he finished speaking, he walked slowly towards the carriage.

Looking at his thin back, Song Yaomei said: "I don't know if my lord knows how my sister is? Where is she now?"

Lord Yao turned around, still with a smile on his face, the smile was so elegant, "It's a good man, she went to find a elixir, and I was the one who got her troubled."

There was a touch of sadness in his tone.

Song Yaomei felt pain in her heart, and blurted out, "My lord, your body!"

Lord Yao smiled and said: "It's okay, I'm sick!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the carriage.

He admitted that he did it on purpose just now, and he wanted her to feel sorry for her.

He wanted her to feel guilty about him so that at least she might want to visit him.

Even if you don't have that kind of thought.

But what he wanted was to see her, even if it was just from a distance.

"Respectfully send off the prince!" The members of the Li family said respectfully.

Under the gaze of everyone, Pingan carefully helped Lord Yao get into the carriage.

Lin Fu sat in the carriage with a worried expression on his face.

"drive!"

Following Lord Yao's order, the carriage moved forward slowly.

Just after walking a few steps, Lord Yao spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Lin Fu worriedly stepped forward to feel his pulse.

Ping An grabbed his arm and shouted, "My lord!"

Lord Yao waved his hand to tell him to shut up.

Now that it's so close, he can't let her see his downcast appearance.

Lin Fu took out a porcelain bottle, poured a medicine for him to take, but Ping An covered his mouth and cried softly.

Their prince is really pitiful, he is about to die, and he has to force himself to come and see her, to see if that heartless woman is doing well!

He just saw the hickey marks on the woman's neck, and the fine details were so dazzling.

If the prince knew, how sad it would be.

He admitted that he also liked Song Yaomei at the beginning, but at that time she and Li Sanlang were not husband and wife at all, and now they are obviously inseparable, so he is worthless for their prince.

The carriage finally walked for a short distance, and Ping An couldn't help but roar, "My lord, even if you like her, you can't lose your life! Look at your current appearance, I'm afraid you haven't even been there for three months, no wonder The one above the head is ignoring you!"

Lin Fu stopped and said, "How did you talk!"

Ping An was stubborn but refused to stop. The handkerchief in his hand was pinched into a ball, and he said angrily: "Even if the prince wants to sell me to the Chu Pavilion in the brothel, I will say it! There are thousands of women in the world, why should the prince do it for you?" For a woman like this, the prince must never forget that matter, but for her, I'm afraid I don't even bother to remember it!"

Prince Yao smiled after taking the medicine, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "It turns out that our Little Ping'an doesn't want me anymore, we are going to find that good friend in the brothel Chu Pavilion."

As he spoke, he looked heartbroken, "Since this is the case, then my lord has approved it."

Pingan grabbed Lord Yao's hand and said shyly, "My lord!"

Laughter suddenly came from inside the carriage, temporarily dispelling all the worries.

(End of this chapter)