Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest updated peasant girl concubine, don't be too sweet the latest chapter!"Miss Liu, can my legs be treated?" Duan Ting solemnly.

Liu Yusheng didn't embarrass him any more, "It's not yet known, because you have no problem with your pulse, and there is no cause for the problem."

Duan Ting frowned.

He has seen countless doctors on his legs, and he can't find the crux of the problem. His legs are fine, but he can't walk.

Now Liu Yusheng says so, is there really no medicine?

After cutting the veins, Liu Yusheng didn't get too tangled and stood up lightly, "If you don't hurry, I will use the gold needle to visit you again."

"I can do it now."

Liu Yusheng glanced at him, "I'm going to eat now."

A scent of food came from the stove.

Duan Ting suddenly felt hungry, nodded and smiled, "Just right, I am hungry too."

Liu Yusheng's reaction to him only raised his eyebrows, and did not feel any surprises.

She has seen much more cheeky people, not worse than this one.

The Liu family didn't say anything when they saw people at the table.

Although the previous stubble made them suddenly disliked Duan Ting, but since the person came, he did not stop him from going to the table, including the two maids, and let them in together.

During the banquet, the Liu family laughed Yan Yan, and the stranger sitting on the table had no effect on them.

People who come to their homes for medical treatment and consultation, if they haven’t eaten, they will also greet people for meals.

This is the case of the peasant family and hospitality.

"Old man, you have been drinking too much today, and you can't drink any more with one drink." Liu Yusheng told him to drink while eating.

Health wine is also wine, and excessive drinking is always bad.

The old man sterned his neck and retorted, "How can there be an overdose? At noon, the old man Liu drank, I only drank a small cup!"

"If you play harder, Ming'er will hold you half of the altar."

"Little girl, how can you do this, this is a deliberate deduction! Well, let the old man drink happily..."

Liu Yusheng turned a deaf ear and said casually, "Recently, the wine in the winery always feels lighter, and I don't know if there is a mouse who steals the wine in the middle of the night."

Jiu Lao immediately muttered, obediently put down the glass and bowed his head.

Liu's family looked at him in unison, then retracted it, smirking.

They had known this for a long time, and they always thought that they had covered up well and stolen their bells.

After laughing and drinking, the family talked about things in the capital.

"The king of Beicang Ting is missing, and I don't know if I have found someone," the old woman sighed. "I had hoped to be safe and stable for the next year. Don't even think about it now. Ashe did not know what was going on. ."

"I don’t know who is so bold. He actually pierced the Beicang envoy and still had trouble when people were about to leave Nanling. I think those people were deliberately making trouble. The king of Beicang Ting is still on our land in Nanling. "If the emperor had an accident, wouldn't the emperor have trouble with Nanling?" Mr. Liu also hummed. "I guess it's likely that those political opponents of Ashiu have done it. In order to fight for power and profit, even the country does not care!"

"Grandpa, this is inaccurate. It may also be that the other country's traitors cannot see peace between us and peacefully coexist, so we deliberately caused trouble to stir up the war between the two countries. We don't know what happened in the court, ordinary people can only watch beside "" Liu Zhiqiu rarely said a serious sentence.

Liu Muqiu bumped into Liu Yusheng's elbow and asked in a low voice, "Do you think?"

Liu Yusheng groaned, frowning, "No matter who is in trouble, it is a big trouble for us in Nanling. For today's plan, I can only hope that King Ting will be fine, and find him as soon as possible."

Duan Ting eats elegantly, listening to the Liu family's heated discussion about the king of the court, and occasionally, a slight smile is raised in the corner of his mouth.

After the meal, it had already fallen at night.

Liu’s parents wanted to catch up with others, and finally decided to take care of the other’s disability, and temporarily placed them in the guest house.

However, I received money for board and lodging.

It was Liu Muqiu's harvest.

Although their family is a doctor, but their family is not a free inn, how can anyone who wants to eat eat and live as long as they want.

Zhiqiu's brother still owes a butt debt. These people don't lack money at first glance. They collect their money and use it to repay the debt.

At that time, she looked at the back of the woman who took the steps of silver and left lightly. Duan Ting's face was all pumping.

He prides himself on being casual and has a certain thickness of face. After coming to Liu's house, he gradually discovered that there were people outside.

Holding two silver ingots, Liu Muqiu went to the hall and took out the silver to the old lady.

"You still ask them for money?" The old lady couldn't help crying.

"They're not polite to them, I'm not polite to them at home, and I'm not polite to them. Grandma, they are not bad money, don't take them back." Liu Muqiu said.

"If you don't return it, just accept it. This is what you collected. Your grandmother will keep it for you. When you have your own body silver, you need to find it when you need it."

Speaking of the old lady, she moved her small cash box.

Liu Muqiu followed her ass, and when the old lady was going to put the silver in, she twisted her fingers and said, "Grandma, I don't want silver. There are twenty-two, twelve here for you to spend with grandpa, and twelve... …Can you help or help Zhiqiu?

"Yeah? Do you want to help him save money?"

"Save, he can use it later when he wants to use it."

"how about you?"

"I don't spend money."

The old lady gave her a deep look and raised her hand to rub her hair. "Okay, Grandma keeps it for you."

This child.

Idiot.

After a refreshing meal, Liu Yusheng nested in the inner courtyard and closed the door, sinking his mind into the space while thinking of Duan Ting's illness.

When something is unthinkable, sinking into the space and smelling the fragrance of medicine in the air can make her think.

The symptoms on Duan Ting really puzzled her, and she could not see anything on the pulse.

It stands to reason that the legs can not walk, it must be related to the nerve, but the nerve center in his body is intact, and there is no phenomenon of oppression or blockage.

What is going wrong?

Immersed in body and mind, I don't know the passage of time.

In the blink of an eye, the night was quiet.

Everyone in the Liu Family Courtyard fell asleep, silently, and only occasionally, I heard a bark or two of dogs in a house in the village.

The wheelchair rolled to the ground, almost silently, following the small bluestone path to the inner courtyard.

At the entrance of the inner courtyard, about to cross the Chuihua Gate, a sharp sword pressed against the man's throat. Under the moonlight's refraction, the sword's body shone brightly.

"Son, where did you come from, where would you go back."

Duan Ting carefully pointed his fingers away from the tip of the sword, and the sword body entered half an inch, and the coolness touched his neck.

"I just can't sleep and come out to bask in the moonlight."

Wei Hong looked at each other coldly without saying a word or backing away. He dared to go in again and her sword would pierce his throat.

Duan Ting thought for a while and discussed, "I don't have any bad heart, or would you please give me a notification and see if I can enter the inner courtyard?"