A tyrant develops a daily life

Chapter 102 First Kiss
Gu Qingluan didn't expect to stay in the palace, took his youngest son with him, and walked to the gate of the palace with Murong Feng.

"Jing'er has recognized her father, Yancheng can't go back, what are your plans in the future?" She asked Murong Feng beside her.

Murong Feng said very simply: "Then let's all live in the capital! Long-term living in the Lin family is not a long-term solution. I'll buy a house."

"Can you dig a small lotus pond? Raise a few small koi." Murong Jing asked.

Gu Qingluan smiled slightly: "Of course."

Murong Feng also smiled, as if he could already see that warm scene, under the sunset, his son was sitting by the lotus pond feeding the fish, and Qingluan was watching with a smile on the side, it was really a dream day.

Just when the group of three were about to step out of the palace, Director Zhao hurriedly chased after him: "It's not good, Miss Gu, my son's old injury has relapsed!"

Gu Qingluan rushed back to the main courtyard as quickly as possible, Jingxi was sleeping in his room, covered with a thin blanket, with a white cloth wrapped around his forehead, looking terminally ill, the cabinet beside the bed There was a bowl of boiling medicine on the bed, and several boxes of gold sore medicine with the lids opened. Lin Miaomiao stood by the bed in "sadness", holding Jingxi's hand tearfully.

"Miss Hui, is the princess back yet? My 'tears' are almost dry again!"

Hui Ren stood on tiptoe and looked out: "Here we come!"

Lin Miaomiao hurriedly wiped away her tears with her sleeve, she did her best to help the little tyrant keep his mother, but in terms of acting skills, she is really not as good as the little tyrant, seeing her state, lying on the bed, immediately It's like I can't see the sun of tomorrow.

"What's going on?" Gu Qingluan walked in with a pale face, Lin Miaomiao retreated wisely, with lowered eyebrows, choked up and said: "Just now, my son was practicing sword in the yard, and accidentally pulled the previous wound."

Gu Qingluan's face darkened: "What kind of sword are you practicing so late?"

Lin Miaomiao glanced at Gu Qingluan: "He said he couldn't sleep."

Why can't I fall asleep, without Lin Miaomiao's prompting, Gu Qingluan also understands that he only cares about the younger son, but ignores the eldest son, he is inevitably depressed as he is used to being the only son.Looking at his son's intertwined scars, Gu Qingluan felt a layer of guilt in his heart. He "abandoned" him just to get angry with King Jing. Is it too much?

"The medicine, I put it here, I'll go to see if there is any supper in the small kitchen." Lin Miaomiao saluted Gu Qingluan, and pulled Huiren out.

There were no outsiders anymore, Gu Qingluan didn't hide anymore, and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, stop pretending, you can't bear the pain? Why did you rush back from Yancheng to the capital to snatch Lin Miaomiao?"

Jing Xi opened his eyelids, his cheeks were hot from the embarrassment of being exposed. Fortunately, his skin was tanned by the scorching sun, otherwise he would have to see through his blushing.

He looked at Cheng Chen on the top, ignoring Gu Qingluan.

Gu Qingluan smiled: "Are you really mad at my mother?"

"Hmph." Jing Xi turned his back.

"I'm almost married, and I still cling to my mother as an adult, are you ashamed or not?" After Gu Qingluan finished speaking, he saw his body stiffen, knowing that he was also very embarrassed. In order to keep him, such a naive thing as pretending to be sick is not enough It's done, I don't even want to make her feel bad.

Gu Qingluan sat down beside the bed, and gently hugged him into his arms: "Mother, can I not leave?"

"You said that!" Jing Xi suddenly opened his eyes!
Gu Qingluan chuckled, and was about to speak when Murong Jing rushed in rashly: "Where is the brother injured? Let me see?"

He was still hugged by his own mother... such a shameful thing, Jing Xi pushed Gu Qingluan away and lay on the bed "fainted"!

"Miss Gu, how is my elder brother?" Murong Jing asked worriedly. He still likes this big murderous brother.

Gu Qingluan held back the smile on his lips, and said calmly: "Oh, it's nothing, the old injury has recurred, and you'll be fine after a little rest. Today...it's so late, let's rest at the palace."

"Okay." Murong Jing obediently responded, and said: "I'll take care of elder brother, you go to rest first."

"He's your big brother, and it's right for the two of you to cultivate and cultivate your relationship." Gu Qingluan stood up with a smile, "I'll go see if there is any supper in the small kitchen."

Murong Jing smiled and said, "I want to eat red dates, snow fungus and steamed buns."

"Okay." Gu Qingluan patted his youngest son's head and left the room.

Murong Jing rested his cheeks and looked at his elder brother on the bed. When he was not sensible, he was often bullied by children who came to the temple to offer incense. He dared not tell his father. Whenever he would think, if there is a powerful elder brother Alright, beat the crap out of that group...

The Buddha must have heard his voice.

Compared with his father, he seems to like his elder brother more.

Murong Jing looked at Jing Xi with a smile, and glanced at the medicine on the bedside table that was no longer hot: "Brother's medicine?" He picked up the medicine bowl and took a spoonful to feed Jing Xi.

Jingxi is pretending to be dizzy, where can he drink it?Isn't this a trick?

"Oh, what should I do? It's all spilled!" Murong Jing hurriedly wiped it with his sleeve, the medicine juice flowed into Jing Xi's clothes, and he ripped off Jing Xi's top with a splash.

Jingxi: "..."

After wiping the medicinal juice on Jingxi's body, Murong Jing continued to feed Jingxi the medicine, but no matter how he fed it, Jingxi just couldn't drink it.

Murong Jing was very anxious, remembering that he had seen a nun give medicine to a very sick benefactor, he imitated the little nun, took a sip of the bitter medicine, and stuck it to Jingxi's lips.

Even Jingxi's chrysanthemums are tense...

That night, Lin Miaomiao also rested in the main courtyard, and the old jade plate and jade branches were still there, waiting for her to wash.

"By the way, Ms. Gu and the others... have you rested?" Apart from them, the only ones who knew about Gu Qingluan's identity were Manager Zhao and Huiren. It's better that as few people know about such a shocking event, the better.

Yupan said: "They all rested."

"How is Shizi? Is Miss Gu taking care of it?"

"Miss Gu has gone back to her room, the second son is taking care of the eldest son."

Lin Miaomiao nodded, the younger brother should take care of the older brother, I don't know if the little monk is stupid and will make trouble for the little tyrant, but he is so obedient, it shouldn't cause too much trouble.

The next day, Lin Miaomiao woke up early, tidied up and went to the dining hall to have dinner. The three of them were not there, so Murong Jing sat at the table, drooling over the dishes on the table.

"Good morning, little monk." Lin Miaomiao greeted with a smile.

Murong Jing grinned: "Miss Lin."

This face looked too much like a little tyrant, but a little tyrant wouldn't smile so cutely. Lin Miaomiao couldn't help pinching him like a little tyrant again: "I heard that you took care of your brother yesterday."

"Yeah, I took good care of you." While Murong Jing was speaking, Jing Xi walked in, and when he saw the guy who "offended" him, his eyebrows twitched fiercely, and he turned and left!

"Brother!" Murong Jing stopped him with a smile.

"My son." Lin Miaomiao stood up and bowed to him.

Jing Xi's face darkened, and he bit the bullet and sat down opposite the two.

"Why are you sitting so far away?" Lin Miaomiao muttered.

Jingxi didn't speak, picked up the spoon, and drank the porridge with his head down.

Seeing that his face was not looking well, Murong Jing asked with concern: "Brother, are you still not well? It's yesterday's medicine..."

Jingxi picked up a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth!

(End of this chapter)