Jiao Niang's Medical Sutra

Cheng Jiaoniang has been looking at the screen for a while.

On the screen are simple pictures of trees and beauties, as well as a line of characters.

What Cheng Jiaoniang was looking at was this line of characters, which was a line of seal script. She moved her lips and read it out slowly.

She stared at the screen, and slowly slid her hand on the table, describing the line bit by bit.

She can read and write, and should be very proficient, maybe even write well.

Her fingers were stiff, and she couldn't control her movements, but her heart was smooth.

Is this really a fool's memory?

Can a fool do this because of the enlightenment of a god?

who are you?

who am I?

There were footsteps outside the door, it was Banqin who came back, Cheng Jiaoniang stopped.

But Banqin didn't come in immediately, but went into the small kitchen.

The sugar in the pot was boiled into glutinous rice, and Banqin poured the chopped peaches into it, rolled them twice and hurriedly fished them out, stacked them one by one and put them aside to dry.

Without a mirror, Banqin stared at the water in the tank for a long time, combed her hair again and again, smeared pot ashes on her face, it looked very funny, Banqin smiled at the tank, her crying eyes were still very bright obvious.

She frowned and turned around a few times, and simply wiped her hands twice on her eyes, and then the peaches cooled down, she took a deep breath and briskly ran into the house with the plate in hand.

"My lady, my lady, how about you try this time?"

Cheng Jiaoniang looked at her.

Banqin smiled and sat down on her knees, put the plate on the table, tied one with a bamboo stick, got up and handed it to Cheng Jiaoniang's mouth.

Cheng Jiaoniang opened her mouth and ate it in one bite.

"How is it?" Banqin asked.

Cheng Jiaoniang ate slowly, without speaking.

Banqin was not in a hurry, and watched her eat with a smile, while chattering about how she made it.

"Okay." Cheng Jiaoniang replied after finishing her meal.

Banqin smiled happily, stretched out her hand to touch her face, and found something pretending to be surprised.

"Ah, there's ashes on your hands." She said, "Miss, did I wipe it on my face?"

"Yes." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

"Oh, it's embarrassing, but anyway, there is no one else, so I won't wash it." Banqin laughed.

Cheng Jiaoniang pursed her lips.

"Okay," she said.

Banqin fed her with peaches pricked again.

Cheng Jiaoniang stopped eating after eating two.

"Do you still keep the peach pit?" She asked suddenly.

Banqin nodded.

"Lady, what do you want to eat?" she asked.

"Smash, peel the peach kernels." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "Take a pounder and smash it, bring it to me."

Banqin didn't ask any questions, but turned around and left in response.

On the floor, muddy socks left footprints.

Cheng Jiaoniang looked over.

"Miss, do you think this is okay?" Banqin sat in front of her pounding peach kernels, asking from time to time.

Cheng Jiaoniang leaned on this and closed her eyes to rest.

"Is there any ginger left?" she asked.

Banqin nodded and said yes.

"Bring it, scrape the skin with chopsticks." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

Banqin said oh, and did as she said.

"Miss, do you only need ginger skin and not ginger?" She asked as she carefully scraped off the ginger skin and put it into a bowl.

"No." Cheng Jiaoniang said, closing her eyes and listening to her pounding for a moment, "Okay."

Banqin stopped her hands, with some anticipation.

"My lady, what should I do? Fry and cook?" she asked.

Cheng Jiaoniang stretched out her hand.

"Come on," she said.

Banqin moved forward in some puzzlement.

"Come." Cheng Jiaoniang said again.

Banqin sat down with the bowl in her arms, facing Cheng Jiaoniang.

Cheng Jiaoniang held up her sleeve with one hand, dug a piece of paste from the bowl with the other, and wiped it on Banqin's face.

Banqin was taken aback, feeling cold and tired and still a little stinging.

"Miss?" she asked in surprise.

Cheng Jiaoniang didn't speak, and continued to dig a piece for her to wipe off slowly on her face, smoothing it out slowly, wiping the left side and the right side.

Banqin gradually didn't move, tears rolled down, and soon there were more and more tears, and the paste on his face was already gray and black.

Cheng Jiaoniang wiped her tears with her sleeve.

"Wait to dry for a while before crying, otherwise, you have to pound a new bowl." She said.

Banqin pursed her mouth and tried her best not to cry.

"Lady, don't use your sleeves, it's dirty." She said.

Cheng Jiaoniang hummed.

"It's all right, it's your sleeve," she said.

Banqin gasped, then looked down and saw that it was really her sleeve, she laughed again with a poof.

"My lady," she called, crying and smiling.

When night fell, Banqin took a look in the mirror, her face was as white and tender as ever.

"My lady." She shouted happily, "It's done so quickly!"

Cheng Jiaoniang was lying on the bed, seemingly asleep.

"Miss." Knowing that she was not asleep, Banqin knelt on the mat under the bed, letting her hair loose, "Miss, you are really amazing."

"I can even revive the dead, so what are your two slaps?" Cheng Jiaoniang said.

Hearing her mention of two slaps, Banqin was a little depressed, and she was lying on the edge of Cheng Jiaoniang's bed.

"My lady, why are they beating me?" She muttered aggrievedly, "I didn't do anything."

"Because you have what they don't have, and you refuse to use it for them, so this is your crime." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

Banqin seems to understand but does not understand.

When Cheng Jiaoniang blurted out this sentence, she was also stunned, and the rumbling sound appeared in her mind again.

Because you're so good, you're so good, so, damn you....

She couldn't help reaching out to hold the neckline, panting heavily.

Banqin was startled, knelt up straight in a hurry, helped her smooth her chest, and called "Ms.

Fortunately, Cheng Jiaoniang didn't faint again this time, she took a breath and slowly recovered.

Because this time it is not the sad feeling like last time, but anger.

The pain of anger is not comparable to the pain of sadness. This kind of pain will not make her faint, but only wake her up.

"Miss." Banqin cried and cried, "It's all the servant's fault."

"It's wrong." Cheng Jiaoniang said, letting out a long breath, "It's wrong."

"Yes, this servant is wrong." Banqin cried, wiping her tears with her sleeve.

That sentence was wrong, Cheng Jiaoniang said in her heart, but her mouth was too lazy to move, so she stopped saying it.

After drinking a few sips of water and calming down again, Banqin helped Cheng Jiaoniang to lie down again.

As the night darkened, even the murmuring of insects subsided.

Banqin sat on her knees carefully for half a day, making sure that Cheng Jiaoniang was safe and sound before lying down.

"You are wrong." Cheng Jiaoniang said suddenly.

At that time, Banqin was already starry-eyed and about to fall asleep, she was startled and opened her eyes again.

"Ah?" She didn't realize it for a while, and she was stunned for a moment before realizing that the lady was answering what she had just said, and she wanted to laugh and cry at the same time.

"You are wrong." Cheng Jiaoniang continued, looking at the night, "You shouldn't have said so much by yourself at that time."

"Then what should the maidservant do?" Banqin asked puzzled.

"Say, I don't want to make the decision myself, let them come to me." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

"Why?" Banqin asked, more and more puzzled, "How can I push the lady?"

"Because I am your wife." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

Banqin seemed to understand but also didn't seem to understand.

But what the lady said was always right, she hummed, nodded heavily, and after a while Cheng Jiaoniang stopped talking, she lay down.

Although she didn't understand much, she somehow felt relieved, rubbed herself on the pillow, took a deep breath and closed her eyes comfortably.

"Also." Cheng Jiaoniang said again, "I'm a fool."

What a fool does is reasonable.

This time, there was no question from Banqin, what responded to her was a soft snore.

There is no sound in the room anymore, and everything is still.

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