Chapter 381

In the courtyard.

Golden chrysanthemums fell all over the ground.

Luo Qingzhou chased into the house.

Bai Ling hurriedly chased after him and said, "Son-in-law, wait, you can't go in! The young lady is bathing inside."

Hearing this, Luo Qingzhou immediately stopped at the door.

Then he stepped out, stood under the eaves and looked at her and said, "What happened to Xia Chan?"

Bai Ling glanced at the house and said, "I don't know either."

Luo Qingzhou looked into her eyes with a serious expression.

Seeing that he looked fierce, Bai Ling could only say weakly, "Chan Chan seems to be sick, her face is not very good, and she has been retching all day."

Luo Qingzhou frowned and said, "Go find a doctor."

Bai Ling said with embarrassment, "Chan Chan is very stubborn and won't let the doctor see her. If a doctor approaches her, she will draw her sword."

Luo Qingzhou said, "She won't do that if I'm here. Go."

Bai Ling glanced at him, said "Oh", and turned and left in a hurry.

Luo Qingzhou stood under the eaves, his heart was surging.

After a while.

Miss Qin came out of the house in a snow-white dress with wet hair, and looked at him and said, "She's fine, go to the room and take a look."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and bowed his head and said, "Thank you, Miss."

After that, he walked into the house without looking away, and smelled a faint fragrance like a lotus.

Came to the door of the room.

He raised his head and knocked on the door, but there was no response from the room.

He pushed it directly and the door opened.

Just as he was about to go in, he looked back and saw Miss Qin standing at the door, who had turned around and left, going to the back garden.

Luo Qingzhou looked at her cold and beautiful back, was stunned, and then entered the room.

The room was dim, and the curtains were covered.

Xia Chan hugged her knees, holding a sword in her arms, sitting quietly in the corner of the room, leaning against the wall, motionless.

Seeing him come in, she slowly raised her head and looked at him blankly.

Luo Qingzhou walked over, squatted in front of her, and asked softly: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

As he spoke, he reached out and touched her forehead.

Her temperature was normal, and she didn't have a fever.

However, there was a hint of paleness on her delicate cheeks.

"How's your appetite these two days? In addition to retching, are there any other reactions?"

Luo Qingzhou asked again.

Xia Chan stared at him blankly for a while, and shook her head slightly.

Luo Qingzhou walked to her side, sat down next to her, and said: "I asked Bailing to find a doctor. Let the doctor take a look later, okay?"

Xia Chan shook her head: "No, don't."

Luo Qingzhou held her cold little hand and said softly: "Chanchan, listen to your uncle, and your uncle will tell you a story, okay?"

Xia Chan's little hand struggled a few times in the palm of his hand, but didn't break free. She turned her pretty face away and said: "No, no."

Luo Qingzhou stared at her pretty profile for a while, leaned over, kissed her cheek, and asked again: "Okay?"

Xia Chan trembled slightly, clenched her other hand into a small fist, turned her head and glared at him: "Kiss again, I'll beat you."

Luo Qingzhou kissed her little mouth, then held her in his arms and kissed her tightly.

Xia Chan struggled and trembled, pinching his arm with her other hand, but her strength soon weakened and her body soon softened...

Soon, she had already slumped in his arms, her face flushed, her eyes blurred, and she stood still and let him pick her...

In the back garden.

The golden sunset fell all over the garden.

A girl in a snow-white dress stood in front of the railing in the pavilion, quietly, with no emotion on her face, and no one knew what she was thinking.

When Bai Ling came back slowly with a gray-haired old woman, Xia Chan had taken off her shoes and socks and lay motionless on the bed. The blush on her cheeks had not yet faded, and the blur in her eyes was still charming.

Luo Qingzhou stood in front of the window, holding her sword in her hand.

The sword was unsheathed, the window was open, and the light from outside shone in. The blade was cold, and the ruby ​​embedded in the blade was shining, which was particularly charming.

Bailing was stunned when she saw the quiet and harmonious scene in the room, and then she brought the old woman in.

The old woman walked to the window, sat on the stool, leaned over, carefully observed the girl's face, eyes, breathing, and then stretched out her hand to feel her pulse.

Xia Chan lay there, still with her eyes open, motionless, without resistance, and did not draw her sword to hurt people like before.

Of course, she no longer had a sword in her hand.

Bailing looked surprised and puzzled, walked to the window, and whispered: "Son-in-law, what's going on? Why did Chanchan suddenly become so obedient? How did you persuade her?"

Luo Qingzhou put the sword into the scabbard, turned his head and looked at her and said: "Do you want to know?"

Bailing nodded quickly, with an expression of humility and seeking advice on her face.

Luo Qingzhou said: "I won't tell you."

Bai Ling: "..."

"Humph!"

She snorted coldly, pouted her lips, ignored him, turned around and walked to the window, and asked impatiently: "Doctor, what happened to Chanchan? Is it..."

The old woman tilted her head, frowning the wrinkles on her forehead, and carefully checked her pulse for a while, and said: "This disease is a bit strange. The cold air in this little girl's body seems to be very strong, and the pulse pattern I have never seen before, what exactly is it?" I really can't detect the illness. As for the retching you mentioned...did she not eat well these days? She must have a stomach disease. If she doesn't eat well, she will vomit, but she can't vomit anything. thing."

Bai Ling said quickly: "Yes, doctor, Chan Chan rarely eats these days."

The old woman stood up and said, "I can't do anything about the cold. I can prescribe some medicine for this stomach problem. You can catch her and fry it for her to eat."

Bai Ling said quickly: "Doctor, please help me."

The old woman went to the table and opened the medicine box, took out a pen and paper, grinded the ink, and wrote down a prescription.

Luo Qingzhou took a closer look and saw "ginseng, atractylodes, poria, licorice, tangerine peel, pinellia" and other medicines written on it.

"Brew into a soup, twice a day, it can replenish qi and strengthen the spleen, raise yang and benefit the stomach, clear away heat and remove dampness."

The old woman gave the prescription to Bai Ling.

Bai Ling took the prescription, turned around and said crisply: "Uncle, take the money."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, took out a piece of silver from his pocket, and handed it to her: "Is it enough?"

Bai Ling weighed it, and when he was about to say it was not enough, the old woman smiled and said, "Enough, enough, even the medicine is enough, there is still more."

Bai Ling had no choice but to put away the money and said, "Uncle, please help keep an eye on Chan Chan. I'll see the doctor off and go out to get some medicine."

Luo Qingzhou nodded.

Bai Ling took the old woman away and turned back at the door to warn: "Uncle, don't bully Chan Chan while she's away!"

Luo Qingzhou ignored her.

After they left, Luo Qingzhou went over and closed the door, walked to the bed and sat down, and asked softly: "Chanchan, why haven't you eaten well these days?"

Xia Chan closed her eyes and did not answer.

Luo Qingzhou put the sword in his hand next to her, stood up and said, "Wait, I will go to the kitchen to make you something to eat. You must eat later, otherwise I will sit here tonight." Gone."

After saying that, he left the room and went directly to the kitchen.

Xia Chan lay on the bed, slowly opened her eyes, and tightened her grip on her sword.

In the back kitchen.

Song Ruyue was wearing an apron and cooking by herself.

Mei'er Qing'er and others were standing by to help.

After Luo Qingzhou entered the kitchen, several maids looked at him in surprise.

Meier said quickly: "Madam, my uncle is here."

Song Ruyue was tasting the soup in the pot with a spoon. She was stunned when she heard this, turned to look at the door, and then frowned and said: "Qingzhou, what are you doing here? You are a scholar, you are clean, everything here is clean." It’s oil, get out quickly.”

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Luo Qingzhou could only say: "Mother-in-law, I want to take some ingredients back and ask Xiaodie to help me make porridge."

Song Ruyue was stunned for a moment when she heard this and said, "Do you like to drink porridge? I'll just help you cook it later. Come out quickly."

Luo Qingzhou said: "I want to get some materials and let Xiaodie try it out."

Seeing that the soup in the pot was almost ready, Song Ruyue didn't want to talk nonsense to him anymore, and said impatiently: "Okay, okay, let Meier take it for you, and don't touch it. Your hand is used to write and take the top prize, so don't It's stained by oil."

Mei'er quickly walked to the door and asked, "Uncle, what materials do you want to get?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "White rice, vegetables, preserved eggs, lean meat."

After thinking for a while, he glanced at the ingredients in the kitchen and said, "Dried mushrooms and dried shrimps."

Mei'er was stunned for a while and asked doubtfully: "Don't you want to make porridge? Wouldn't rice or millet be enough?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "Go get it."

Mei'er gave him a strange look and said, "Oh, uncle, please go back first. I will take it over later."

Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything more, glanced at the busy mother-in-law again, and left the kitchen.

Return to the Immortal Residence.

Xiaodie was collecting the quilts that were hanging to dry in the small courtyard. Her petite body was carrying the quilt, and her feet could hardly be seen.

Luo Qingzhou hurriedly went over to help her carry her into the house, and said, "Go to the kitchen, wash the pot, and start the fire. Young Master will make porridge for you later."

Xiaodie opened her eyes wide and said, "Master, are you making porridge? No, no, you can't enter the kitchen, your hands are..."

"Stop being so nagging, go quickly!"

Luo Qingzhou's face darkened.

Xiaodie glanced at him weakly and said, "Oh."

Smoke soon rose from the kitchen chimney.

Luo Qingzhou went into the kitchen and washed the chopping boards, knives and other items under clean water for a long time.

Then I washed the pot several times.

Xiaodie was filling the firewood, looking at his skillful appearance, she couldn't help but said: "Master, have you made Madam angry again? Madam didn't cook for us tonight?"

Luo Qingzhou held back his laughter when he heard this, nodded seriously, and said, "Yes."

Xiaodie sighed softly, glanced at his face, and didn't dare to say anything.

Not long after.

Meier sent all the materials.

Xiaodie wanted to ask her wife why she was angry, but she didn't dare to ask.

Meier put down her things, glanced at the two of them, and left in a hurry.

Luo Qingzhou began to wash the rice and put it into the pot, then cut meat, vegetables, and preserved eggs, and put them on a plate aside.

"Xiaodie, heat up the other pot, remember to keep the heat low."

Luo Qingzhou ordered, poured out the dried mushrooms and dried shrimps, began to rinse with water, and then drained and placed on a plate.

When the pot was heated, he poured the drained mushrooms and shrimps into the pot and began to stir-fry.

"Xiaodie, turn down the heat."

"Oh."

Xiaodie quickly removed the firewood.

Luo Qingzhou quickly stir-fried to prevent the pot from burning.

After a while, an alluring aroma filled the kitchen, and then drifted away.

"Sir, it smells so good."

Xiaodie swallowed her saliva, staring at the slightly charred dried mushrooms and dried shrimps in the pot with shining eyes.

Luo Qingzhou quickly stir-fried for a while, then said, "Okay, turn off the heat."

He scooped up the food, poured it into the medicine pounding device, and began to grind it into powder to make the simplest MSG.

"Sir, the porridge is almost done."

Xiaodie opened the lid of the pot and shouted, then said: "Oh, Sir, you put too much water, it's too watery."

Luo Qingzhou said: "Keep boiling, lower the heat."

Then pour in the chopped lean meat, preserved eggs and green vegetables and stir evenly.

Soon, the fragrance filled the whole kitchen and courtyard.

Xiaodie drooled and stared at the pot and said: "Sir, this is the first time I have seen these things poured into the porridge and boiled together, it smells so good."

"There will be more fragrant later."

Luo Qingzhou ground the dried shrimps and mushrooms, waited for a while, and saw that the water in the pot began to decrease and the porridge began to become thicker and stickier, and then sprinkled the dried shrimp and mushroom powder in.

After stirring, he said, "Continue to simmer on low heat."

Xiaodie added firewood, drooling all the time, and said with a face full of saliva and excitement, "Sir, it smells so good, I want to have a bite."

"Wait a little longer, cook the porridge until it is the most sticky, and it will be ready after all the flavors are blended."

Luo Qingzhou began to stir.

The rich fragrance drifted out of the kitchen, out of the courtyard, and onto the road outside.

Then it followed the evening breeze and drifted to Lingchan Moon Palace.

Miss Qin, who was sitting in a daze in the back garden, suddenly moved her nose, turned her head, and looked in the direction of the Exiled Immortal Residence.

The chimney there was emitting smoke.

And in the Meixiang Garden.

Nangong Meijiao had already taken a bath, changed into a purple long skirt, and wiped her black hair dry.

Mei'er came over and called them to eat.

Nangong Meijiao was flipping through Miss Qin's books and said, "I'm not very hungry, Weimo, why don't you go and eat by yourself."

Qin Weimo pulled her and said, "That won't work. My mother will cook tonight. If you don't go, she will be unhappy."

Nangong Meijiao had no choice but to put down the books and go out with her.

"Mei'er, have you called the son-in-law?"

Qin Weimo asked.

Mei'er said, "Not yet, I will go and call him now."

Then she smiled and said, "The son-in-law went to the kitchen before and took some ingredients, saying that Xiaodie would learn to cook. Madam heard that the son-in-law wanted to eat porridge, so she specially cooked a pot of white rice porridge, which was so delicious."

Nangong Meijiao couldn't help but curl her lips and said, "Aunt is so good to that guy."

Qin Weimo said, "Mei'er, you go back first, I and Sister Meijiao can go and call him."

Mei'er said, "And the eldest lady..."

Qin Weimo smiled and said, "Let's go and call him."

Mei'er said, "Oh", turned around and left.

Qin Weimo and Nangong Meijiao, with Qiu'er and Zhu'er, walked towards the Exiled Immortal Residence.

Before they reached the door, several people suddenly moved their noses and showed puzzled expressions on their faces.

"Miss, it smells so good! Where does the fragrance come from?"

Zhu'er sniffed hard again, and the saliva in her mouth flowed out unconsciously.

Qiu'er was also swallowing her saliva.

Qin Weimo raised his head in confusion and looked at the Exiled Immortal Residence.

Nangong Meijiao saw the smoke coming out of there at a glance, and said with a strange look on his face: "Are they cooking? What smells so good?"

"It smells like rice porridge, and..."

Qin Weimo frowned and said quickly: "Meijiao, let's go and take a look."

At this time,

In the dining room in front, Song Ruyue was looking at the exquisite dishes she made on the table with a smile on her face, and said proudly: "Master, I made them all myself, aren't they fragrant?"

Qin Wenzheng sniffed and nodded: "Fragrant."

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