A farmer's wife with medical products to get rich in the pastoral

Chapter 119: Three Monarchs Compete for Beans (4)
A low-pitched laugh came, with a touch of magnetism: "It's better for you to lie down obediently." Zhao Mingcheng came in with a soup bowl. At this time, he had taken off his black clothes and put on a white brocade robe embroidered with bamboo. Thousands of blue hair casually draped over her shoulders, tied with only a black hairband, her eyebrows and eyes are so black, but her lips are red and delicate, coupled with the evil spirit of her whole body, she has countless charms and inexhaustible flair.

Frowning, Mi Doudou suddenly had an ominous premonition, she slowly pulled back the quilt and glanced underneath.The corners of his lips stiffened immediately, and he took a deep breath, but the tone of his speech could not stop gnashing his teeth: "You gave me the medicine and changed my clothes?"

Zhao Mingcheng whistled lightly: "Although they are all wounds, it can be seen that the skin is very good, very fair and tender." He approached slowly, sat on the edge of the bed, squinted his eyes and blew softly in her ear, "The body is also very beautiful, and the shape is very good. It seems that Xiao Jimo has trained you well."

Mi Doudou frowned and stared, her face full of disbelief.Damn, he dared!

"Hehe." Zhao Mingcheng smiled heavily, and handed over a bowl of steaming steamed egg and lean meat porridge with his white and slender hands, "You were injured and just woke up, so I'm afraid you don't even have the strength to raise your hand now. Open your mouth, I Hey you."

Mi Doudou stared at the white porcelain spoon in front of her eyes.He gritted his teeth calmly.Then she smiled sweetly, waved away the porridge bowl that Zhao Mingcheng handed over, and yelled extremely cruelly: "Get lost!"

The hot porridge spilled on the brocade quilt embroidered with red peonies, on the ground, and on Zhao Mingcheng's hands.Mi Doudou's angry and disgusted voice seemed to be still in his ears, which made Zhao Mingcheng's ears "buzz".But he was as calm as if nothing had happened.Wuzi looked at his well-maintained hands, and then said lightly: "Oh, you are so rough, it's all blistered."

Mi Doudou followed his gaze, and saw that Zhao Mingcheng's slender white hands were indeed burnt red.A juicy bubble at the tiger's mouth was particularly abrupt on his clean hand.She frowned and snorted coldly, turning her face away: "What is this place?"

Zhao Mingcheng pursed his mouth, and looked at her face covered with injuries with narrow eyes: "I saved you, and I gave you medicine so carefully. It took me an entire hour to cook a bowl of porridge for you..." He would not admit to himself This is the first time to make porridge, and it is difficult to swallow every time it is boiled, so I pour it out and boil it until I can drink it.

When Mi Doudou saw that his eyes were full of water vapor, I felt pity for him, shrunk his shoulders and felt a chill.Stiffly twitching the corners of his mouth, his voice was still gnashing his teeth: "Thank you so much. Then can I trouble you, next time you give me the medicine, find a woman!" Just finished speaking, her face He couldn't stop blushing, and he even asked him to apply medicine to him, was he stupid?
Zhao Mingcheng couldn't help laughing when he heard her words.He covered his heart with his hands and laughed exaggeratedly, almost tears from the corners of his eyes.Then he wiped the corner of his eyes with his uninjured hand, and said with a smile: "Hearing what you said, you seem to be looking forward to me giving you the wound medicine. Why do you want to have another time?" , "Don't worry, the maid gave you the medicine, I didn't look at your body."

Mi Doudou breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt a chill again seeing Zhao Mingcheng's disappointed face.God, would you dare not make your regret so obvious.

With a light cough, Mi Doudou looked at the furnishings in the room. It was a very simple small room, but it was exquisite and scary.The bed is a large carved bed, and the cabinets, tables and chairs are all made of extremely high-quality mahogany.And the broken soup bowl on the ground, Mi Doudou carefully for a day, God, where is the porcelain, it is clearly made of white jade.

Speechlessly twitched the corner of his mouth, as expected of a landlord, no matter where he went, this bourgeois style of pleasure was brought to the extreme.Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhao Mingcheng staring at her without blinking, frowning and asking resolutely, "What the hell is this place?"

Zhao Mingcheng raised his eyebrows faintly, his eyelashes trembled, and he regained his demonic appearance, but just answered, but it made people vomit blood: "My place."

Mi Doudou frowned, nonsense, of course I know this is your place.After all, people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.She lowered her eyes and asked patiently: "My injury is fine, I want to go home."

Just as she was about to lift the quilt and get out of bed, she felt a pain in her shoulder, and her forehead was covered with dense cold sweat due to the pain. Mi Doudou glared at him angrily, and shouted: "What are you doing!"

Zhao Mingcheng withdrew his hand on her shoulder lightly, and smiled innocently: "It's nothing, let's see if your injury is healed."

"I don't care about your business whether my injury is good or not, get out of the way, I want to go home."

"Oh, I saved you. Why, is this how you treat your savior?"

Mi Doudou gritted her teeth: "Thank you so much."

Zhao Mingcheng chuckled lightly: "You're welcome."

Sighing, Mi Doudou tried to discuss with him: "I really have to go back, Qian San and the others will be worried."

Zhao Mingcheng nodded and turned sideways: "As long as you can get out."

Mi Doudou was angry: "Zhao Mingcheng!"

"I've already sent someone to greet Qian San, so you don't have to worry."

Mi Doudou's face fell instantly, hehe, thank you, thank you so much.It's better not to tell him, if Xiao Jimo knows that you have arrested him, who knows what will happen.

Zhao Mingcheng looked at her distressed expression with a smile.Xindao, how can such a kind person like me do things that embarrass you? Naturally, Qian San doesn't know anything.

Not long after Zhao Mingcheng rescued Mi Doudou last night, Qian San led people into Nanfeng's mansion.Seeing a group of men approaching menacingly, Nanfeng Ling asked his servants to throw them out with his hands on his hips.The people led by Qian San are all Lianjiazi. It is not an exaggeration to say that one enemy is one hundred, and in a blink of an eye, he wiped out the thugs of Nanfeng's family and forced Mi Doudou to take his place.But when he went there, he saw that Nan Fengjin was unconscious, and the chains that originally bound Mi Doudou were shaken to pieces.

Qian San's head froze, he just felt that the sky was about to collapse.It's over, the master is back, and he will really peel off his skin.He knows Xiao Jimo's methods very well. When he treats you well, he is sweet and sweet, but that is only limited to Mi Doudou. When he treats you badly, he is so cruel that people wish they had never appeared in this world.

He wiped the cold sweat off his face, squinted his eyes and picked up Nan Fengjin who was limp on the ground, and asked fiercely: "Stinky boy, where is Miss Doudou!"

Nan Fengjin's medicine hadn't worn off yet, his face was very red and his head was dizzy, but he vaguely remembered what Mi Doudou yelled before he left.Shaking his heavy head, clenched his hands into fists to gather strength, he said with difficulty: "Zhao, Zhao Mingcheng."

Qian San threw Nan Fengjin to the ground violently, and cursed in a low voice.Damn it, now that the master is coming back, he probably will not only be skinning, but even his tendons will be convulsed.Squinting his eyes, Qian San thought for a while. Now Empress Lan is discussing with her master about setting up a reserve. After so many years of planning, it seems to be about to start.If you tell the master about Feige's transmission of the letter now, I'm afraid the master will rush back immediately.

(End of this chapter)