Distressed wife

Chapter 157 The End of Torture (3)
She opened a corner of the curtain, and then moved her palm along his back, through the fabric, and gently followed it downwards, very rhythmically, her fingertips also pressed the acupuncture points, she used to be so smooth for Lin'er Yes, he could be better, but later on, she also researched a set of smooth methods.

Chu Ye only felt a slender hand on his back, which was small but soft. The palm covered his back, and it was actually icy cold. With her stroking, he felt a lot relieved.

At first he would cough, but gradually he felt the stagnation in his chest dissipated a bit. Although he didn't stop coughing right away, it gradually had an effect.

Mingjing walked in with the tray in both hands, and saw the scene in front of him, his eyes flashed with surprise, and then he lowered his eyes, "Senior Sister, the disciple has already brought what you asked for."

Mu Ziyan said in a low voice, "Let it go."

"Yes." Mingjing replied, and then went out.

"Stay aside, don't leave yet." Mu Ziyan quickly stopped her, then withdrew her hands, then lowered the curtain, turned around and walked to the front of the table.

Mingjing stood quietly aside.

Mu Ziyan looked at Mingjing, "Look."

"Yes." Although Mingjing didn't know what Mu Ziyan wanted these things for, she still didn't dare to be careless, and stood aside to watch carefully.

Mu Ziyan put the cactus into a clean medicine pot, then added clear water into it, then put it on the stove, decocted it in water to get the juice, then took the empty bowl, and squeezed out the juice from the cactus with force, Turning to look at Mingjing, "This cactus juice needs two taels."

"Yes." Mingjing replied in a low voice.

Mu Ziyan took the silk handkerchief and wiped off the cactus juice from her hand, then picked up a spoon to scoop up a couple of honeys into the cactus juice, then used the spoon to mix it in, and then said, "Every dose is divided into two doses. Clothes."

"This..." Mingjing looked at Mu Ziyan in confusion.

Mu Ziyan, on the other hand, set her eyes on Chu Ye behind the curtain, "Uncle Master understands."

Chu Ye felt that this method was very novel. He had thought of countless methods, but he never thought that it would work like this. He looked at Mu Ziyan, his eyes flashed with surprise, and then he looked at Mingjing, "Bring the bowl here. "

"Yes." Mingjing held the bowl carefully and handed it over with both hands.

Chu Ye raised his hand to lift a corner of the curtain, and took the bowl. Mu Ziyan looked at the outstretched hand, which was as slender as jade, and gracefully took the bowl. She raised her eyebrows lightly, feeling more and more that Chu Ye was a It is the best in the world.

She lowered her eyes and remained silent, seeing Mingjing bringing the copper basin, after cleaning her hands, she sat aside and poured tea by herself, taking a sip.

Chu Ye picked up the spoon and ate slowly. After waiting for a while, he felt a lot more comfortable in his throat. Then he put down the bowl and wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief.

Looking at his actions, Mu Ziyan couldn't help sighing, such a fastidious person must be difficult to serve.

Chu Ye's coughing gradually decreased. Although the effect was not immediate, it was somewhat effective.

Seeing that his cough was not as severe as before, Mu Ziyan let go of the irritability in her heart. After Mingjing stepped back, she asked first, "I don't know why the master called the disciple to come here?"

"Mrs. Muhou went to the Duke's Mansion and was assassinated on the way." Chu Ye spoke a few words from his lips, sounding a little nervous.

Mu Ziyan narrowed her eyes slightly, but she didn't seem overly excited. Seeing that Chu Ye was calm, she immediately asked in a low voice, "Master, why don't you make it clear at once."

Seeing her dissatisfaction, Chu Ye's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he said in a low voice, "Qi Shizi personally escorted him, so we can live in peace."

After hearing this, Mu Ziyan's eyes flashed with tenderness, and she was grateful to Qi Xuan.

Chu Ye saw that she treated him so distantly, but when he mentioned Qi Xuan, his brows and eyes were a little more gentle, "Yan'er and Qi Shizi's siblings really have a deep bond."

When Mu Ziyan first heard the sound of Yan'er, she felt that her bones were brittle from head to toe. She couldn't help but tremble, and said in a low voice, "Uncle, can you call me nephew?"

"Why?" Chu Ye asked puzzledly, "Mingqing can call you like this, why can't I?"

"This..." Mu Ziyan felt that others called "Yan'er" as a sign of intimacy, but when Chu Ye called it, it only made her feel ambiguous and made her feel uncomfortable all over.

She whispered, "Then call Ziyan."

"I think Yan'er is very good." Chu Ye was unmoved, and still went his own way.

Mu Ziyan knew that he couldn't hold him back, so she got up and said goodbye, "Thank you for telling me, my uncle, I won't bother my uncle for lunch."

Mingjing had already arrived with lunch, and Mu Ziyan saw it, so she wanted to leave as soon as possible. For some reason, when she faced Chu Ye, she always felt that the person in front of her had malicious intentions.

She doesn't like the feeling of being stared at like this. She can't see through or feel it. It's better to keep a distance from him, so that she won't be swayed.

Mu Ziyan thought to herself, and then she was about to turn around and leave when she heard Chu Ye's voice again, "Yan'er stay and have lunch with me."

Mu Ziyan said in a low voice, "This...how can a disciple have lunch with his uncle? It's really against the rules."

"Then why not? Don't Yan'er want to have lunch with me?" Chu Ye slowly opened his lips, his voice sounded like a gust of breeze, but there was a bit of sadness in it.

Mu Ziyan suddenly felt her whole body trembling once again, she felt jealous, she didn't want to, but in front of him, she secretly gritted her teeth, turned around and sat down again.

Seeing her sitting down, Chu Ye showed a smile. Although Mu Ziyan couldn't see it, she could feel the brightness in front of her eyes. Then you can leave with the master.

This lunch is really tasteless, it has nothing to do with food, it's just because of mood.

On the other hand, Chu Ye's appetite was so great that he ate more than half a bowl of rice.

After Mu Zi smoked, without waiting for Chu Ye to speak, he saluted and left the room, and saw Ming Qing waiting for her from a distance.

(End of this chapter)