The first daughter is poisonous, the lord goes to bed obediently

Chapter 238 Gu Ziyu, I'm afraid of suffering
On this day, Feng Xihe heard that the old Duke Feng Jing's condition had improved, so he and Gu Shiyin took Mulanyou to the Duke Feng's mansion.

Ever since Mulan returned to Jinling City, she had come to treat Feng Jing.

Under her diagnosis and treatment, Feng Jing's illness also improved a little.

When Gu Shiyin first entered Feng Guogong's mansion, Ruan Zhaoming invited him to the main hall in the name of discussing matters, and Feng Xihe and Mulanyou went to Feng Jing's room.

Before the sick bed, Feng Xihe was very surprised when Mulanyou took out three extremely thin silver needles from Feng Jing's temple.

Mulanyou explained: "This is three-needle acupuncture. The Duke was injured when he led troops to fight in the early years. Someone with a heart put silver needles on several acupuncture points on his body. No matter what kind of medicine is prescribed, It's all useless."

Feng Xihe nodded slightly, "No wonder Grandpa's illness has not improved for so many years."

"Just, who will give him the needle?"

Mulan turned her eyes away, almost without thinking, she said, "Shouldn't it be the Anle County Lord?"

Feng Xihe thought for a moment, then denied this possibility.

Yun Changyi's biological mother, Feng Ruolan, was just a concubine, and Feng Ruolan returned to her mother's house with a shameless face after her husband died.

Although Feng Ruolan disguised herself as a chaste and strong woman who wanted to keep chastity for her husband, she was able to re-enter the Duke's mansion, but in the hearts of most people in the Duke's mansion, they looked down on their mother and daughter.

When they first came to the Duke's Mansion, they couldn't get close to Feng Jing at all.

According to Yun Changyi's style, it is impossible to rush to attack Feng Jing before he has a firm foothold.

Seeing that she was thinking deeply, Feng Jing smiled a little, "Girl, since Grandpa has recovered from his illness, you don't have to worry about Grandpa."

"You should worry about your own business, too."

"My business?" Feng Xihe was puzzled, she was not sick or in disaster, so what did she need to worry about.

"Of course it's about you and Lord Yu!" Seeing Feng Jing, supported by Mulanyou, slightly propped himself up, jokingly said: "Grandpa wants to know when he can hug his great-grandson."

Feng Xihe froze for a moment, a blush appeared on the side of her cheeks, she bit her lower lip, and said with some embarrassment: "Grandpa, this...don't worry..."

"Why don't you worry." Feng Jing frowned, still stubborn, "Grandpa just wants to hug his great-grandson."

"Do you still want grandpa to heal? If you don't hug your great-grandson, grandpa will be in a bad mood every day. If you are in a bad mood, the disease will naturally not get better."

Where did this go, Feng Xihe was depressed, and Mulanyou was also a little confused.

Afterwards, Feng Xihe glanced at Mulanyou, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, you can put aside the matter of holding your great-grandson first, and think about holding your great-grandson first."

Hearing this, Feng Jing turned his eyes slightly, and when he saw Mulan You, his complexion sank slightly.

Then, he sighed and said, "I hope that both my great-grandson and great-great-grandson will be hugged by my grandpa in his lifetime."

Feng Xihe only felt that what he said was extremely sad, so he hurriedly agreed, and then said a few words of relief.

Their conversations were all heard by Ruan Zhaoming who came to visit.

Just as Ruan Zhaoming walked outside the door, when he heard it, he suddenly felt reasonable, and turned around in a hurry.

After a long time, Feng Xihe took Qian Yun back to Lanyue Pavilion. When he revisited the former residence, he saw a bowl of black medicinal juice on the pineapple table in the middle.

Steam was rising from the medicine bowl, and it looked as if it had just been boiled.

Ruan Zhaoming stepped into the room with his hind feet, and when he saw Feng Xihe, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to say: "Xihe, hurry up, drink this medicine."

"Father, didn't you ask Prince Yu to discuss matters, why come to me when you have time?" Feng Xi and Dai Mo frowned slightly.

Ruan Zhaoming sighed heavily, "Weifu wanted to discuss matters with Lord Yu, but he didn't give Weifu this face. When he entered the main hall, he disappeared without even drinking a cup of tea."

As he said that, he put his mind on the boiled medicine again, "Forget about Prince Yu, you listen to your father and drink this medicine first."

Feng Xihe asked hesitantly, "What medicine?"

"Birth medicine." Ruan Zhaoming lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "This is the secret recipe for childbirth that Mrs. Zhao gave to Cheng Lianxin when she was married to her father before. .”

"It is said that the few empresses who are currently being favored in the palace all use this secret recipe to give birth to the prince and dragon grandson, which is very effective."

"It's a pity that Cheng Lianxin was tied up before she was able to conceive a child."

Feng Xihe choked, and almost dropped the medicine bowl in annoyance.

Afterwards, she took a few deep breaths, and said earnestly, "I can't afford such a good medicine, so let my father enjoy it."

Ruan Zhaoming stared, and said seriously: "Xihe, being a father is all for your own good."

"Although you are the concubine of Prince Yu now, you can't keep your status if you don't have a son. In case in the future, Prince Yu marries someone from a famous family, and he will take the lead. The husband will give birth to a son, and the mother will be more expensive according to the son. The position of the concubine is in jeopardy."

"As a father, I also hope that you will go smoothly in Prince Yu's mansion and help me. Don't be squeezed out before you can help me."

After Feng Xihe heard this, he once again doubted his life. How could Ruan Zhaoming, a big man, act like a woman in an inner house.There was nothing about the side concubine, so he was worried for her.

"Father, I don't want to drink the medicine, you can take it back."

She doesn't like to take medicine. She had some kind of illness before, and she would rather bear it than take medicine.

But Ruan Zhaoming insisted: "Xihe, you have to listen to your father, bear with it, drink this medicine, and then, when you return to Prince Yu's mansion, take some back with you, remember to drink one dose every day."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Gu Shiyin walked into the room with a gloomy face.

"Master Shangshu wants to force Xihe to drink the medicine?" Gu Shiyin lightly held the medicine bowl, the smell of the medicine was very unpleasant, and he frowned.

"My lord, I have been looking for you for a long time, but I have not found you... It seems that it is easier to see you by looking for Xihe first." Ruan Zhaoming was stunned, and then said: "There is no coercion, I just I hope that Xihe can add a son to the prince as soon as possible."

"Really?" Gu Shiyin was not angry, he turned his eyes and asked Feng Xihe, "Do you want to drink?"

Feng Xihe shook his head again and again, grabbed his arm, and muttered, "Gu Ziyu, I'm afraid of suffering."

Ruan Zhaoming couldn't help scolding: "Xihe, how can you call the prince's small characters directly?"

The next moment, seeing Gu Shiyin glaring at him, Ruan Zhaoming immediately fell silent.

"Don't drink it if you're afraid of suffering." Gu Shiyin pushed the medicine bowl away, and told Ruan Zhaoming without turning his head, "Please, Lord Shangshu, please go out first."

"Yes." Ruan Zhaoming withdrew obediently. Before he left, he was still thinking about giving the medicine to his son, and tried to persuade him: "Xihe, don't waste such a good medicine."

Gu Shiyin turned his head slightly, looked at the medicine, and fell into deep thought.

"You just said that you don't want me to take the medicine. You can't go back on your word." Feng Xihe tugged at his sleeve nervously.

"Why would this king go back on his word?" Gu Shiyin turned his head, his phoenix eyes were full of stars, he suddenly approached Feng Xihe's cheek, causing Feng Xihe to shrink back in fright.

"After all, the king believes in his own ability, so why would he wrong his lady to drink such an unpleasant medicine?"

While speaking, his hand slipped to the hem of her skirt, and he pulled it off suddenly.

Feng Xihe swallowed, looking at his wolf-like eyes, she thought to herself, she would rather drink medicine.

So, she covered her front, reached out for the medicine bowl, and took a sip.

"I think the taste of this medicine is not bad." Feng Xihe wiped off the medicine stains from the corners of his lips with a handkerchief, and said against his conscience.

Gu Shiyin was very cooperative and said, "Then we can't waste such a good medicine."

He put his hand on her waist, already holding her in his arms.

"Ziyu, I think the endgame of Ji Shiliu and Qi Shouyan is quite interesting." Feng Xihe glanced at the sky outside, and said with a smile: "Now, it's still early, let's study the game too." What about the unfinished endgame of the ages?"

Gu Shiyin nodded silently, anyway, his little concubine was right in front of him, so there was no way he could escape.

The chessboard was quickly placed between the two of them. Feng Xihe leaned on the soft couch, played the chess, and thought over and over again.

She lowered her head slightly, avoiding Gu Shiyin's gaze, and kept asking about Gu Jincheng's situation.

Gu Shiyin also answered her very patiently.

It was only then that Feng Xihe found out that in the past few days, Gu Jincheng had made some mistakes in all aspects.

A few days ago, the prefects and minor officials who were arrested in Weicheng jumped out one after another, claiming that they were instructed by Gu Jincheng to help Gu Jincheng collect a lot of money over the years.

Zhao Wuya, who was imprisoned in the outskirts of the city, also suddenly appeared, claiming that he was raising soldiers for Gu Jincheng. Therefore, the number of soldiers raised by the Zhao family in the past would exceed the number stipulated by the court.

Even in the palace, Master Jiran, who chanted scriptures and prayed for Emperor Changde and wanted to become an immortal, jumped out and said that the second prince was an ominous person.

With so many things happening all at once, Gu Jincheng was very busy.

Feng Xi said in his heart, no wonder there has been no movement from Gu Jincheng in the past few days.

Before I knew it, it was night.

A little smile spread across Feng Xihe's lips, and he put down a white chess piece.

Frogs are interesting only when they are boiled in warm water.

After a while, Gu Shiyin raised his eyes and asked slowly, "Xihe, can you tell me why you hate Gu Jincheng so much?"

As early as the first time they met, he had noticed that she seemed to have a strong hatred for Gu Jincheng.

And there is no unreasonable hatred in the world, Gu Shiyin faintly felt that there should be a past between Feng Xihe and Gu Jincheng that he had never understood and could not explore.

His heart suddenly felt a little irritable.

Feng Xihe hesitated for a moment, and met his gaze, "Some things, if you tell them, you will find it ridiculous, and I will tell you later."

Telling the secret of rebirth would be inconceivable to anyone, and she still doesn't know if Gu Shiyin can accept it.

"It just so happens that after a while, this king will be able to take you to the place where we first met." Gu Shiyin was startled, and smiled brightly: "This king has something to give you."

(End of this chapter)