Good luck and marriage: marrying the governor of Dongchang

Chapter 208 Gifts
The weather is gradually getting hotter, and the peonies in the city are slowly blooming. Amidst bursts of elegant and sweet floral fragrance, early summer is approaching quietly.

The smallpox matter was still being dealt with as quickly as possible, but it still couldn't stop its spread.

Many people in Liang Jingcheng were infected with the disease, and they went to various medical centers in the city to seek treatment. Almost every pharmacy and medical center was full of people, and the medicinal materials for treating the disease became scarce.

Later, some medical clinics simply closed and stopped seeing patients. When they saw a patient infected with smallpox, they were frightened and hurriedly closed the store.

It's not that I don't want to be saved, but that I really don't dare to save it, and I can't save it.

Although they are doctors, they should hang the pot to help the world, save the dying and heal the wounded.

But at the same time, they are just ordinary people, and they have to survive.

Who can open the door wide every day and let smallpox patients go in? They are not philanthropic, and they cannot be so selfless.

The speed at which smallpox spread in Liang Jingcheng could be seen, and the people were panicked. When they saw a man with chickenpox and pustules on his face on the road, they quickly covered their faces and hid far away.

In this tense and depressing atmosphere, the Dragon Boat Festival is coming.

At times like this in previous years, every household would already pick moxa and cut the ribbon to make sachets to brew realgar wine, but this year because of smallpox, the common people have no desire to celebrate.

The imperial court also took this into consideration, so they decided not to hold a palace banquet in the palace this year.He also asked the Ministry of Rites to prepare a Dragon Boat Festival ceremony for the officials of the DPRK and China to celebrate.

What was sent to the Lu Mansion was some expensive silk and jewelry as a tribute, as well as more than ten boxes of bean paste and egg yolk crisps specially made by the imperial chef.

Zhang Li led his servants to test all the egg yolk cakes with silver needles, and after confirming that they were non-toxic, they sent the egg yolk cakes to the kitchen.

Zhu thought that although smallpox was raging in the city, but it was the Dragon Boat Festival, and it still had to look like a festival.

She planned to go to the kitchen to make some delicious crisp fruit snacks for her daughter and Lu Huai, and to share with the servants in the house.

Shen Qingli also happened to think of a place with her, and came to the kitchen with dyed ink, and also brought a lot of perilla, calamus, papaya and fragrant herbs as ingredients.

Mrs. Zhu was busy with her work, but as soon as she looked up and saw her, she immediately became anxious, "Why are you here? Your belly is getting bigger now, but you have to be careful about everything." Shen Qingli seems to be treated by her now Like a top-notch person, she can't see her suffering at all.

Shen Qingli knows that she loves herself, but she also has some headaches. It's not money to make dim sum

No need to worry about such a tiring job.

She walked up to Mrs. Zhu, took out a handkerchief and wiped the flour on her face, and then persuaded, "Mom, I'm just pregnant, it's not that my limbs are stiff and unable to move, it's just a snack. What will happen, and moving around more is also beneficial to the fetus."

Seeing her daughter's expectant eyes, Zhu's heart softened, and she sighed, "Okay, Mom can't talk to you, so you can come, but if you feel tired, you should rest right away, and you can't be brave."

"Okay, I got it, mother." Shen Qingli smiled and read softly to Mrs. Zhu in a drawn-out voice.

Shen Qingli seldom did this before, so she was not very skilled in the craft, and some jokes were made in the process of doing it. Mrs. Zhu made fun of her. She didn't come to help, but rather to make trouble.

Shen Qingli was laughed at by Mrs. Zhu, and the actions of his subordinates were full of mistakes, causing the subordinates to laugh in a low voice. In the end, Shen Qingli simply helped a little on the side and made a start.

After the pastries were ready, several servants brought some mahogany lunch boxes to hold the pastries.

Because there were too many cakes and the egg yolk cakes rewarded by the palace, Mrs. Zhu simply decided to mix all the cakes and put different kinds in each food box, so that it would look colorful and festive.

Shen Qingli went up to help, but she didn't know what it smelled, and she felt sick to her stomach.

Mrs. Zhu hurriedly helped her to the side, and said worriedly, "What's the matter?" She patted her on the back, "Is it better? Oh, I told you not to listen to your mother, I told you earlier, This woman with a body can't be busy, you still don't believe it."

Listening to her talking about herself, Shen Qingli knew that she was also out of concern, but she shook her head and waved her hands, "Mother, it's nothing to do with it, I feel a little uncomfortable smelling that egg yolk cake, maybe I'm pregnant and can't smell that Smell it, it's nothing, don't worry."

How could Mrs. Zhu not be worried, she immediately asked her servants to put away all the egg yolk cakes, and packed them in the original food boxes, and packed their new snacks separately.

Shen Qingli was not feeling well, so Mrs. Zhu sent her back to the bedroom first.

When Lu Huai went back to the mansion, he found that the gate of the mansion seemed a little different from usual.

He looked up and saw that there was something hanging on the forehead of the door. He squinted his eyes and found that it was a statue of a heavenly master bound with calamus and wormwood. It is said that it was hung on the door during the Dragon Boat Festival to drive away evil spirits.

This... She must have made it.

He has a weird personality, and he has never paid attention to these festivals. In previous years, during the Dragon Boat Festival, there was no smell of fireworks in his house at all.

However, it's different now.

He looked up at the ugly celestial master woven from wormwood for a while, then suddenly raised his lips and smiled, with warmth in his eyes.

Entering the dining hall, Shen Qingli and Zhu Shi have already set up a table of dishes and are waiting for him.

He suddenly remembered the first Dragon Boat Festival after escaping from the Northern Qi Palace. At that time, he was alone and alone, with no one to talk to, let alone someone to accompany him for a Dragon Boat Festival at night. .

Even a simple word of concern is an unnecessary luxury for him.

But since meeting her, everything seems to be different.

Seeing him coming, Shen Qingli was still in a daze at the door, so she got up and walked towards him, helped him untie the thin cloak that was in the way outside, and handed it to the servant, she took his hand and said softly, "Come in quickly, Mom is waiting for us to eat, are you tired today?"

Lu Huai shook his head, wrapped his big hands around hers, and went in for dinner with her.

As soon as Zhu Shi saw Lu Huai getting up, she felt a little embarrassed and wanted to stand up, but she restrained herself in the end.

At the dinner table, Lu Huaiqi and Shen Qingli shared dishes with each other, talked and laughed, and sometimes had a few words with Mrs. Zhu, after Mrs. Zhu answered flatteredly, he buried his head in the rice, and then watched The two of them were sweet and sweet, and they had a very harmonious dinner.

After the meal, several servants brought over snacks, which were made by Mrs. Zhu in the afternoon, and egg yolk cakes from the palace.

Shen Qingli couldn't eat egg yolk crisps, and Lu Huaiqi didn't like to eat them, especially since they were rewards from the palace, so he wasn't interested in eating them.The two of them only ate some snacks made by Mrs. Zhu.

Seeing that they didn't like the egg yolk cake, Mrs. Zhu took a piece and tasted it, and thought it tasted pretty good, so she kept a few boxes for herself, and distributed the rest to the servants in the mansion.

After Shen Qingli and Lu Huai finished eating, they returned to the room.

Shen Qingli asked Lu Huaiqi to sit and wait for her mysteriously, then took something from the small box next to the bed and stuffed it into Lu Huaiqi's hand.

Lu Huai started to watch her stuffing the thing to him, then turned his face away, and stopped looking at himself, but his ears were slowly turning red.

He raised his eyebrows, with an intoxicating arc at the corner of his mouth, and slowly spread his palm, on which lay a crumpled sachet quietly.

The embroidering of the sachet was barely passable, he identified it, the embroidered pattern should be green pine in the clouds, not mandarin ducks, nor flowers, it's quite... special.

I brought the sachet close to my nose and sniffed it, the smell was a bit indescribable.

Seeing that he was curious, Shen Qingli glanced at his expression secretly, and then explained, "It's filled with clam powder, and there are magic symbols from the Taoist temple."

Lu Huai wondered, "This is..."

Shen Qingli avoided his gaze, lowered her head slightly, revealing a white jade neck, "I heard that in Xiliang, many wives will make a sachet today, put those things in it, and give it to them Your husband, to keep you safe."

Lu Huai nodded his head, that's why.

He turned his eyes and saw her fair neck again. His eyes were a little wandering. After all, he hadn't been close to A Li for several months, but A Li was pregnant, so there was no way...

Seeing that he didn't speak, Shen Qingli didn't know if he liked the sachets she made. She was very familiar with carpentry, but she could only say that she was okay with the female workers. He should have seen a lot of delicately embroidered sachets. He is used to seeing good things, so he wondered if he would dislike her for making them too ordinary. "What do you think of this sachet? Do you like it?"

Lu Huaiqi was still thinking about how long it would take for Shen Qingli to give birth to a child, and then he would have to cultivate for a few months. Calculated like this...he might endure death...

Seeing him wandering off, Shen Qingli thought he really didn't like it, so she took the sachet away from him with some grievances, and she got up to put it back, "If you don't like it, I'll put it away, if you want It's pretty, I'll let Ranmo go to the street tomorrow to pick a good one for you."

Lu Huaiqi came back to his senses, seeing her angry look, he thought she was very cute, hugged her from behind, rubbed her chin against the top of her hair, and laughed loudly, "The sachet made by A Li himself , how could I not like it, no matter how good the things in the shop outside are, they are not as precious as Ali's affection for me, I just want to cherish it."

Shen Qingli was hugged tightly by him, and listening to his explanation, all dissatisfaction disappeared long ago.

She was the one who hated his love words the most, as long as he said it, she would have no choice but to surrender, unable to think about anything.

Lu Huai's deep eyes reflected the fair skin behind her ears, endured it, lowered his head, and kissed lightly, he said in a low voice, "A Li, wait, wait until your body is no longer worried. , I must make you make it up to me."

Shen Qingli's ears burned, but she didn't dare to answer his words.

(End of this chapter)