Lingbo Luanqing Song

When Zhao Mingge woke up, he happened to see Zhao Ling who was sleeping beside the bed.

The winter sun shone on her plain brocade robe, making it feel warm.The thick eyelashes were cast a small shadow by the warm sun, which was printed on the soft and fair face.A strand of hair fell from her temples to the corner of her mouth, leaving several inches of mottled hair.Looking at such a warm person, Zhao Mingge subconsciously wanted to reach out and pull that strand of hair behind her ear, but before he touched it, the lying person had already woken up and straightened up.

"Ming Ge, are you awake? Just wake up." Accompanied by a thick nasal voice, Zhao Ling's eyes were sleepy.

As if he was caught stealing candy, Zhao Mingge quickly withdrew his hand, and couldn't help frowning when he heard Zhao Ling's slightly affectionate call of 'Mingge'.

"Why is Miss Ling here? Last night...were you guarding me?"

At this moment, Lin An'er, who happened to push the door open, took over the conversation and said, "Last night? Sister Princess, you have been in a coma for five days. I took care of you with Sister Zhou for the first two days, and Sister Ling for the next three days." ".

Zhou Yijun who followed Lin An'er in came in with two bowls of freshly cooked porridge. She walked to the bed and first glanced at Zhao Ling who had just straightened up. Then she turned her eyes and said to Zhao Mingge who was on the bed: "Princess , You haven’t eaten for many days, drink some porridge to warm your stomach.”

While speaking, he stuffed another bowl of porridge into Zhao Ling's hands, "Ling, you have been guarding the princess for three days, and you haven't had a good rest. Go and rest after drinking this bowl of porridge!"

Zhao Mingge thanked Zhou Yijun, took a few sips of the porridge, the taste was soft and sweet, it can be seen that the cook of the porridge mastered the heat very well.After taking a few more sips, a sense of warmth fell into my stomach, and gradually my whole body gained some strength.

Seeing Zhao Ling by the bed picking up the porridge in the bowl one bite at a time, Zhao Mingge suddenly thought of something, "Miss Ling, you guarded me for three days in a row? Why did you do it yourself?"

At this time, Lin An'er from the side interjected and said, "Sister Ling didn't just guard you for three days. You were able to wake up thanks to the antidote she brought. The doctor said that there is some residual poison in your body. If you can't relieve it in time, you will turn around." Wake up, it may be life-threatening! Sister Ling said that she is responsible for the medicine she brought, and she will not give up until she wakes up."

Zhao Ling, who didn't know how to answer Zhao Mingge's question, could only continue to eat the porridge when he heard Lin An'er's make-up.

After Lin An'er and Zhou Yijun left, Zhao Ling, who had no porridge to drink, found an excuse and was about to leave, but when he walked to the door, he turned and looked back at Zhao Mingge who was sitting on the bedside, "Why did you keep waking up? Didn't you ask where Li Jin is?"

Zhao Mingge leaned against the head of the bed and closed his eyes weakly, a lonely wry smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, "If he was here, you wouldn't be the one standing by the bed..."

Zhao Ling changed his residence.Next to Zhao Mingge's house, there is an unremarkable small house separated by a wall. There are usually some sundries piled up. Zhao Ling asked people to clean it up and lived in it without much decoration.The scenery in front of the house is pretty good, with a meandering stream passing by and a few plum trees planted.

It was snowing again this day, Zhao Mingge was standing alone in the yard fiddling with a few plum blossoms that were in full bloom, and he didn't know what he was thinking.Zhou Yijun came from a distance, holding carefully prepared soup in his hand, she saw the woman staring at the blush in the chaotic heavy snow, she couldn't help but stop and breathe slowly.

After a while, Xu Shi smelled the aroma wafting from the soup, Zhao Ling turned around and saw Zhou Yijun standing not far away.

She is a quiet and beautiful woman, Zhao Ling can't think of other words to describe her.He knows medicine, knows how to cook, and is always considerate of himself.

"What delicious food did Yijun cook again?" Zhao Ling's opening brought Zhou Yijun back to his senses.

A few steps forward, Zhao Ling opened the tile cover, and the tip of his nose was immediately captured by the fragrant soup, and he sniffed vigorously several times.

Zhou Yijun chuckled lightly amused by Zhao Ling, and put the soup in his hand on the small table in front of the house.

"I see that you have been very tired taking care of that Princess Shao these days, so I specially added meals for you."

While speaking, he bypassed Zhao Ling and walked to the hut, leaned forward, poked his head into the room, looked around for a while, then turned back, frowning slightly.

"How can you live here?" Fu turned his head and looked at the room next to him, "For her?"

Zhao Ling drank a few spoonfuls of soup and suddenly felt his whole body warmed up a lot.

"It's more convenient to live here to take care of her, and I feel more at ease."

Zhou Yijun bit his lip lightly, a little silent.

"It stands to reason... I should call you Sister Qing." Zhao Ling stood up with a soft tone.

Zhou Yijun hurriedly raised his head, "No, I... I still like you to call me Yijun."

"Anyway, thank you for being willing to stay in the Cangbo Valley alone to prepare Zhang Feng Pill with a residual recipe, which saved Ming Ge's life."

"I, I am not for Zhao Mingge, all I do is for..."

Before the word "you" could be uttered, it was interrupted by Lin An'er who came holding a large bunch of plum blossoms.

"Sister Zhou, look at how beautiful the plum blossoms are! I went to the back mountain to pick them for you!" Then he held the flowers in front of Zhou Yijun, "Look quickly to see if they look good!"

Xu Shi accidentally caught a glimpse of the plum blossoms in front of Zhao Ling's house from the corner of the eye, but Lin An'er didn't notice the unnatural expression on Zhou Yijun's face, and walked straight to those plum blossom trees.

"Hey, An'er, let's spare these plum blossoms!" Zhao Ling hurriedly stopped Lin An'er on the way.

"In the past few days, you have almost picked all the plum blossoms in and out of the village in front of the mountain and behind the mountain. I think your sister Zhou's house is almost too big to fit, so you can be merciful and leave these few branches for me."

What Zhao Ling said was miserable, but it was very useful to Lin An'er.

"Sister Zhou said she likes plum blossoms, so I naturally want to pick all the best plum blossoms for her."Looking at the pink plum blossoms again, she curled her lips in distaste, "Forget it, it doesn't look as good as the bunches in my hand, so I'll leave it to you."

Then he turned around and ran to Zhou Yijun, "Sister Zhou, you said a few days ago that you would teach me how to make plum cheese!"

Before Zhou Yijun could speak, Zhao Ling walked over with the corners of his lips curled up, "Why do I feel that An'er treats sister Zhou differently!"

As he spoke, he bent down and patted Lin An'er's shoulders with both hands, his eyes were bright, "An'er...doesn't it mean that she likes sister Zhou Zhou?"

Xu Shi was pierced face to face, Lin An'er held it in her mouth, and a lovely layer of red quickly evaporated on her face.

"You! What are you talking about!"

Zhou Yijun was slightly taken aback, and looked at Lin An'er.

Lin An'er looked at the two pairs of eyes that were staring at her tightly in front of her and her heart was beating wildly, "I am good-looking... I like them all, such as the princess sister, and you and..."

Lin An'er's attention was suddenly taken away by something else, her eyes turned back and forth several times on the faces of the two people in front of her, "Sister Zhou, you two... really look alike... ."

Zhao Ling removed his hand from Lin Aner's shoulder, turned his head and said to Zhou Yijun beside him, "Yijun, you should go and teach her how to make plum blossom cheese!" He pointed to a large bunch of cheese in Lin Aner's hand. Plum blossom, "it is better to have it in the stomach than to watch it wither slowly".

Lin An'er was so happy that her eyes lit up.

As if afraid of Zhou Yijun's refusal, he hurriedly said, "Then I'll go to the kitchen to prepare, sister Zhou will definitely come later!" Said and ran out.

"An'er is a good kid." Zhao Ling looked at Zhou Yijun and said meaningfully.

Zhou Yijun turned and left, walked two steps and then turned around, "Ling, do you like plum blossoms?"

"do not like"

Zhao Ling shook his head and answered neatly.

Then she smiled lightly and met the eyes of the person in front of her,

"I like pear blossoms, since I was very young."

Zhou Yijun bit his lip, his eyes were filled with mist, and Zhao Ling in front of him gradually lost his focus, and finally turned around slowly and walked away.

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The emotional drama is slowly on the right track