After marrying the short-lived young master, the little fairy wife was spoiled ✔

Chapter 5: Opiates (5)

He got up so quickly that his weak body shook.

He walked to the window and looked at the wind howling outside, the branches shaking hard, and the rain hitting the ground like quail eggs. His heart sank, and he remembered the brilliant and simple smile of opiate in his mind.

"That silly girl, if she hasn't left..."

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he put his hands behind his back and turned his back to the window. He didn't look at the outside scenery.

But after only three breaths, he picked up the piano on the table and ran towards the mountain.

It was getting dark, as if a monster were making trouble in the clouds.

Before Chu Feng reached the foot of the mountain, he was watered by rain.

Black hair stuck to his thin face without affecting his beauty.

The rain ran down his eyebrows and invaded his eyelashes. He raised his hand and wiped his face, and walked all the way up the mountain along the daytime road.

The ground was muddy. He held the piano in one hand and stumbled. He finally got to the place, but he didn't see the opiate man.

It should be gone.

Chu Feng looked down at the Qin in his arms, turned and was ready to leave, and suddenly kicked something under his feet.

When I looked closely, it was the patched bag carried by opiate, as if it was her only possessions.Here's the bag, but she's gone?

Remembering that there was a wolf on the mountain, he couldn't help raising a chill on his back.

That silly girl, shouldn't

"Opiate, opiate!" He panicked.

He just wanted to drive her away, not to kill her!

"Young master!"

High up, a sweet voice came. It seemed that he was tired and his breath was a little short.

Yao quickly stepped down from high and ran to Chu Feng.

The rain wet her hair and stuck to her forehead, but the color of the eight leaves on her bun became brighter and brighter.

"Look! I found a wild ginseng for the young master. The medicine is too bitter. I'll boil it for you back."

Her face was full of a brilliant smile and shook the big wild ginseng in front of Chu Feng.

"You're alone in the mountains, and it's raining so heavily, just to find this thing for a dying man?"

Chu Feng lowered his head, his crow colored hair fell, half covering his deep eyes, reflecting the face of Ah Yao.

"The young master won't die..." Ah Yao smiled and patted his chest, "I promise!"

Chu Feng was speechless, and his throat seemed to stem a piece of charcoal.

His family gave him up, but the girl who had never met before found ginseng in the heavy rain in order to cure him.

"Young master! You brought the piano!" She glanced and saw the Qin in Chu Feng's arms, with a dimple on her face.

Chu Feng calmed down at the bottom of his eyes. After listening to her, he turned around and covered the Qin in his arms. Some guilty eyes dodged.

"Well, the weather is not good today. Let's play the piano and enjoy the scenery another day."

"Good!"

Ah Yao's eyes lit up and picked up his bag on the ground. "Let's go back!"

"Well, let's go back."

Chu Feng said, looking at the ground and reaching out to her, "It's raining and the road is slippery."

"Yes." Yao held out his hand to him without hesitation.

Looking at the blisters on her young hand, Chu Feng felt a touch of remorse at the bottom of his eyes.

Holding her hand, they went all the way back to the yard.

It was already completely dark. Many people stood at the gate of the other courtyard, holding an oil paper umbrella in one hand and a torch in the other, discussing whether to go up the mountain to find it.

"What are they doing?" Ah Yao, look ahead.

Grandma Wang saw her at a glance and came quickly.

"Ouch, Ah Yao girl, where have you been? Why are you drenched?"

A Yao said, "I went to the mountain to find ginseng. There are many ginseng on the mountain."

Not a word about her and Chu Feng.

"You girl, it's raining so hard. Is there a place to go tonight? Go to Grandma Wang's house and have a rest."

A Yao was about to answer. He suddenly felt his hands empty. He subconsciously raised his eyes and looked at Chu Feng.

He loosened himself and walked into the courtyard, his back lonely.

"Opiate?" Grandma Wang called again.

Ah Yao regained consciousness and said to Grandma Wang, "Ah Yao won't go to Grandma Wang's house. Ah Yao has found a destined person and will live in his house in the future."

She raised her hand and pointed to Chu Feng.

Grandma Wang followed her line of sight, startled, grabbed her and whispered, "Ah Yao, it's not Grandma Wang who chews people's tongue behind her back. This young master, you'd better stay away from him. Some people can't feed well..."

Ah Yao shook his head and retorted, "Grandma is wrong. He is a good man. You will know more about it in the future. Today's thread group, ah Yao will come out to help Grandma Wang when he has time tomorrow."

She waved to Grandma Wang. She quickly caught up with Chu Feng and held his cold hand.

Obviously, the cold hand was stiff. She looked at Chu Feng, "Young master, let's go home together."

Chu Feng scratched a trace of unnatural on his wet face. He looked away and gave a stuffy "um".The two entered the other courtyard side by side.

When the medicine was found, all the people outside the other hospital dispersed.

Fubo hurried into the house to boil water for the two to bathe.

Ah Yao soaked in the bath bucket for a while, and his face turned crimson.

Dressed, she ran to the kitchen alone, stirred up a bowl of ginseng ginger soup and took it to Chu Feng's house.

Knock Knock Knock——

She raised her hand and knocked at the door.

There was a moment of silence, and Chu Feng's voice came out.

"Come in."

His voice was weak because of his illness, but it was as touching and pleasant as a plucked string.

A Yao pushed the door with ginger soup and turned inside.

The flower and bird screen was removed, and Chu Feng sitting in front of the low table could be seen at a glance.

His back was straight, and two strands of black hair fell on both sides of his shoulders, swaying left and right by the wind breaking in from the window.

"Drink medicine again? Isn't it once a day?"

No amount of medicine could cure him, and he was tired of drinking the bitter juice every day.A Yao sat in front of him with ginger soup. "It's not medicine, it's Ginseng ginger soup."

Chu Feng glanced at the bowl she brought. The clear yellow soup was really not medicine. He relaxed his shoulder and breathed a sigh of relief.

Ah Yao was so amused by his little move that he "pooped" and smiled, "Young master, are you still afraid of drinking medicine at this age?"

Chu Feng looked at her and pursed his lips. "As the saying goes, good medicine tastes bitter and is good for disease, but that medicine doesn't work at all. Why do I drink such bitter things for nothing?"

Then he sent the ginseng ginger juice to his thin lips and drank it slowly.

At the beginning, he drank a little spicy. After drinking it, there was a trace of sweetness, which was not different from what Fubo had endured before.

"Young master, you are so good today." A Yao saw him finish drinking, raised his hand and was ready to touch his head like Grandpa.

"You girl, you have a lot of courage. You dare to talk to me like that."

Chu Feng is in the city, but the young master of the aristocratic family, those little girls bow and bow when they see him on weekdays. The girl still wants to touch his head.

I looked down at her hand.

The blister is a little deflated, but it's still there.

He got up silently, took the silver needle, sat down, took the opiate's hand, bit by bit pricked the blister and drugged her.

A Yao looked at the delicate hand wrapped by him and shook it under the candlelight.

"I'll tell you. The young master is cold on the surface, but he's a good man behind his back."