When I am connected with the prince of the same life

"I...you..." The old man was speechless.

"What me, you?" Cheng Muqing pursed her lips, her expression was covered by the curtain, but the feeling emanating from her body could still be felt——

She is mocking.

The old man didn't expect that he would be touched by porcelain for so long!
This is simply insulting him!

He was so angry that he gritted his teeth and pointed at her, "You, you, you!" Then, after looking around, he fainted.

"Don't be afraid, kid." Cheng Muqing patted the boy on the back, and pulled Lin Heng away.

As soon as she left, the old man who was lying on the ground immediately sat up, "Stop! I fainted, why don't you two have any kindness!"

Anyway, we have to see how he is doing, right?

The couple continued to walk forward, regardless of the old man behind them.

Always helpless, I had no choice but to chase, and while chasing, I shouted, "I was wrong, leave my grandson behind!"

Hearing the shouts behind him, Cheng Muqing walked faster.

Lin Heng followed her, and couldn't help but ask, "Do you like this child?"

"I don't like it." Who would like a small Punch?

"Then why are you..." Lin Heng murmured, "Holding him?"

Cheng Muqing froze, "Isn't it? A child, you also want to be jealous?"

She hurriedly handed the boy to Lin Heng.

Lin Heng cupped his arms full, his face full of disgust, "I don't want to hug him either..."

"The old man will catch up later, just feel wronged and hug him for a while." Cheng Muqing shrugged.

"You... you knocked him out." Lin Heng asked.

"That's right, otherwise why is he so quiet?" Cheng Muqing reached out and pinched the boy's face.

The boy was motionless and appeared to be asleep.

The two turned into an empty alley and stayed silent for a while before the old man chased after them.

"You... you two stalkers..." the old man stamped his foot on the ground panting, "let go of my grandson!"

"Give it back to you? Let the child follow you, a wicked old man?" Cheng Muqing ruthlessly pouted, "You might as well give it to me~"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong! You quickly return my grandson to me..." The old man's attitude softened.

"Then! Let it go." Cheng Muqing said.

Lin Heng silently put the boy on the ground.

"Smelly." The old man bent over and pushed the boy on the ground, "Smelly! Little smelly!"

This boy's name is Little Smelly?Cheng Muqing felt that his IQ had been insulted.

Why would you name your child this?She doesn't understand.

Seeing that the boy did not respond, the old man became short of breath.He trembled and put his hand under the boy's nose.

After feeling that weak breath, he breathed a sigh of relief.But then, he stood up and glared at the two, "What did you do to my grandson!"

"Don't worry, I just let him sit quietly." Cheng Muqing shrugged.

Mu Li hangs down in front of her face, through which she sees the old man's expression of wanting to eat people.

"What are you in a hurry for? You are only allowed to make something out of nothing, and I am not allowed to imitate it?" Cheng Muqing hummed twice.

The old man choked, but he quickly said, "You suddenly appeared at that time, you really scared our grandparents! We got the little money for it!"

What a fallacy.

Cheng Muqing didn't want to have too many negotiations with him, and he didn't want to be noticed by people like the palace because of him.

"Let's go." Cheng Muqing and Lin Heng said.

"Today, if you don't give me money, you can never leave!" The old man stubbornly stopped the two of them. He was obviously shaking, but he just refused to leave.

The boy lying on the ground heard his voice, opened his eyes with struggling eyelids.

"Grandfather..." The boy got up.

At the same time, Cheng Muqing kicked the old man because he was dissatisfied with his behavior of blocking the way.

Although she controlled her strength very well, the old man still turned somersault in mid-air.

"Grandfather!" The boy stumbled and ran over, knelt down in front of the old man, howled and glared at Cheng Muqing.

Cheng Muqing looked back at him, not to be outdone.

"Why do you beat people!" the boy yelled, "You rich people just love to bully people! You all bully us...you all bully..." As he spoke, he choked up.

"It was you who made the mistake first." Lin Heng said coldly.

"Children, you have to understand that you were the ones who blackmailed people first." Cheng Muqing squatted down, "Just now, it was your grandfather who stopped the two of us from asking for money, so I kicked him, and I didn't use any force."

"It's useless, why did my grandfather faint?" The child stretched out his hand and stared straight at her.Tears were still hanging on his cheeks, his eyes were firm, with a bit of unwillingness.

"I'll take your grandfather back to rest." Seeing this, Cheng Muqing picked up the old man beside him.

"I'll do it." Lin Heng subconsciously reached out to pick it up.

But Cheng Muqing had already lifted him up, and she pointed at the boy.Lin Heng tactfully picked up the little boy.

"Where is your home?" Cheng Muqing asked while walking.

"What's none of your business?" The child struggled in Lin Heng's arms with a dissatisfied expression, "Let me go! Let me down!"

Lin Heng was not used to him, so he took a picture on his buttocks.

His strength was neither light nor heavy, but it also made the boy quiet a little.

The boy lay on his shoulder in aggrieved manner, his lips pursed, wanting to cry but not daring.

"Where is your home?" Cheng Muqing patted his head lightly.

The boy reluctantly pointed in the direction.

Turning left and right, the two came to a small courtyard.

The yard is very small, and the area about the size of a palm is filled with all kinds of broken grass and rags.

As soon as he entered the hospital, the pungent stench mixed with the smell of medicine hit his face.

"Ah Choo—" Cheng Muqing sneezed when he was found.

Her senses have always been very sensitive, and the pungent smell that other people smelled was almost twice magnified to her.

"Qingqing." Lin Heng took out a veil from his bosom and wiped her nose.

"Thank you." Cheng Muqing took it and rubbed his nose.

She put the old man down, looked around, with a bad expression on her face, "Child, are you fooling me? Can this live?"

"Hmph, who can compare with you noble people?" The child broke free from Lin Heng and jumped off him.

He lowered his eyes and looked stubborn, but his body still exudes a strong inferiority complex.

Cheng Muqing originally thought of throwing them home to save herself from exposing herself on the street, but looking at it now, she felt a little helpless.

She opened the curtain and stepped into the room.

The smell of herbs in the room is stronger, mixed with fishy smell.

Looking in the direction of the smell, Cheng Muqing saw a man with his chest half exposed.

The man looked about 40 to [-] years old, with dark skin, silly white lips, and a fine layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

Looking around, one can see that the place where his arm exists is empty.

Blood stained half of his body red, and the sackcloth stuck to the couch, connecting with his bloody shoulder blades.

The temperature of this generation in Jiangzhou City is hot and humid, and maggots have already grown on the arms of men.

Cheng Muqing felt his stomach churn, and his eyes wanted to close uncontrollably.

"Daddy." The boy rushed over, trying his best to hold up his smile, "Look, Daddy! I'll bring you a daughter-in-law!"

The man tried his best to raise his eyelids and smiled at him, but he couldn't even speak.

"She is my wife." Lin Heng pulled Cheng Muqing to his side without hesitation, as if to swear an oath of sovereignty, he even held her waist.

"Daddy..." The boy's lips trembled, but he tried his best to keep his voice normal, "Look, is this daughter-in-law beautiful? I brought it back for you..."

Lin Heng wanted to say something, but was pulled by Cheng Muqing.He was extremely wronged and looked at her pitifully.

Cheng Muqing didn't look at him, but at the father and son.

"Okay..." The man was as angry as a silk.

"What happened..." Cheng Muqing couldn't help asking.

"My father went hunting and was bitten by a wolf." The boy said, his eyes were red and his voice was nasal, but his expression was stubborn. "But the doctor said, it can be cured, and my father can live a long life!"

He wiped his face with his arm and sniffed twice.

"Your family is... only your father and three?" Cheng Muqing asked.

The door squeaked, the rotten wood was slightly loose, and the sand shone.When the old man walked in, the vigor and vigor of the beginning had long since disappeared from his face, only the vicissitudes of life remained on his face.

"Yeah, it's just us..." The old man found a random place to sit down. He covered his face and didn't speak.

Cheng Muqing could feel the depressing atmosphere around her, and she lifted the little boy up, "Child, at your age, you've changed your mind and learned to support your family!"

"I know!" The boy struggled.

"What do you know? Are you right to make money like that?" Cheng Muqing scolded.

"You don't understand! That's the fastest way to make money!" The boy shouted, "Rich people like you don't know how hard it is to make money! I'll carry sacks... as a waiter, and I have to spend my whole life to buy medicine !"

"Are you joking? How much does it cost for medical treatment?" Cheng Muqing frowned, feeling a little outrageous.

"I'll tell you!" Seeing her blank face, the boy was furious, "My father is seriously ill, and it costs 60 taels just to ask a doctor to treat him. 53 taels. My father is using the cheapest medicine now...it costs ten taels at a time..."

He bit his lip, trembling all over.

"Then how much can you earn?" Cheng Muqing asked subconsciously.

"I have done hard work, and hard work earns the most money... I work day and night for a month, and at most it only costs one tael of silver, and sometimes I only pay a few pennies for less work. It is not enough at all... Consultation is necessary Five taels..." The boy looked at her with deep despair in his eyes, "Wait until I earn money, my father! My father..." His voice became smaller and smaller, so small that it was almost inaudible.

One or two a month, but it costs so much to see a doctor and buy medicine?
"Is the medicine so expensive? Doesn't the Jin State have subsidies?" Cheng Muqing asked, "Didn't the Jin State introduce a new policy a few years ago? In order for the common people to be cured, will there be certain subsidies?"

"This policy sounds really good." The old man sneered, "But who will implement it? The prefect? ​​Do you know how much he has been greedy for this in the past few years? It is said to be a good policy for the people, but it is actually nothing more than that, too cheap Yes, those officials."

"Then appeal!" Cheng Muqing refused to admit evil, "Is there no one who can govern?"

"Hey~ I really haven't." The old man smiled, "Before, a champion came out of our village and said he wanted to seek justice for our people. But what happened? He went out and never came back. People get along with each other."

"Xu Jin?" Lin Heng who had been keeping quiet all this time suddenly asked.

The old man looked at him, a little confused, "What?"

"Is that champion Xu Jin?" He asked.

"No...don't remember." The old man shook his head, "I don't know him."

"It must be him." Lin Heng looked seriously, and looked at Cheng Muqing again, "He is not a good person."

"..."

Cheng Muqing was speechless for a while.

"Let me go!" The boy struggled again.

"Okay, okay." Cheng Muqing put him back on the ground, walked around him, and walked to the man.

After all, she had been in the army before, so she still knew some common sense.

For example, for a man, he had to chop up the mess quickly, cut the rotten part across the board, and then sew it up, waiting for him to heal.He was badly injured and may take a long time to recover.

She rolled up her sleeves and took out a small packet of powder from her arms.

The whole body of this medicinal powder is white, as delicate as snow.It was given to him by He Qianyuan, who said it was suitable for use when he received serious trauma.

She's rarely seriously injured, so it's never been useful.

"Is there a fire?" Cheng Muqing asked.

The boy looked wary, "What are you going to do? You want to burn down our house?!"

"What nonsense?" Cheng Muqing patted his head.

"Yes." Lin Heng silently approached with a fire pocket.

He opened the fire folder, took a breath, and suddenly sparks lit up.

"Children, go get the candles."

"No." The kid really didn't lie.

Cheng Muqing looked around for a week, and finally took a small basin, put the wood in it, and lit it with a torch.

The small flame gasped a little bit, and soon it became a hot flame.

The old man walked into the bucket silently, as if he was ready to put out the fire at any time.

But Cheng Muqing just put the knife on it and carefully roasted it twice.Turning around again, he stuffed a piece of rag into the man's mouth.

"What are you doing?" the boy couldn't help asking, he had only seen roasted chicken and roasted rabbits, but not roasted knives.

"Anyway, your father is dead anyway, why don't you let me give you a good time." She said, with an evil look on her face, she raised the knife and cut the carrion.

"Ah!" The man opened his eyes suddenly, the veins on his head were tense, almost bursting.

"Father!" The boy looked terrified, his hands were trembling, and he rushed forward to push Cheng Muqing away.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Lin Heng pulled him back.

"Quiet." With dark eyes, he threw him back.

"Let go of me! You two bad guys! I'm going to kill you!" The boy struggled, opening his mouth, trying to bite him.

But Lin Heng slapped him backhandedly on his buttocks, "Quiet!"

"You guys! Bullying people!" The boy cried loudly.

"Little Smelly." The old man said suddenly, "Let's go out."

"What?" The boy looked at the old man incredulously, "Why? Grandfather! They are trying to harm Daddy!"

"They are helping your father." The old man sighed and took over the boy from Lin Heng's injury.He took a deep look at Lin Heng, bowed his body slightly, "Thank you." After speaking, he hugged the boy and left.

When he walked out of the room, the old man did not forget to close the door.

Outside the door, the grandfather and grandson were arguing.

Inside the house, Cheng Muqing cut off the festering, drooping flesh, and sprinkled medicine on it.