I raised a husband in ancient times

Chapter 60

A ray of sunlight through the window fell on Pei Xing's face. He raised his hand to cover it, and the little Xingxing's slightly frowned eyebrows relaxed.

Lu Yiming didn't expect that Little Xingxing would actually remember what he said casually on the Lantern Festival, and actually wear women's clothes just for a word.

Such a well-behaved husband really challenged his self-control.

"Well -"

Pei Xing's eyelashes fluttered. Before he woke up, Lu Yiming let go of the arm holding his head and left a small mark on his lips.

"I woke up the sleeping beauty with a kiss."

Pei Xing just opened his closed eyes and heard these words with a smile.

Following Pei Xing's movements, the quilt slipped from his shoulders, revealing large dark red spots. Lu Yiming picked up his arm, put it into the quilt, and hugged the person from under the quilt.

"Husband, husband." Feeling the change in Lu Yiming, Pei Xing did not dare to move, for fear that the other party would do it again. He looked at Lu Yiming with pitiful eyes, as if he had been abused.

"Don't hold you still, let me hold you for a while."

After saying this, Lu Yiming's restless hands were still wandering around his body, seemingly soothing his sore muscles, but every touch point was on sensitive areas. This discomfort The feeling of being unable to get up almost made Pei Xing collapse.

There was a hint of crying in his trembling tone: "Husband, husband, I'm not sore anymore!" "

Really I'm not sore anymore?"

"Really, really!"

Lu Yiming finally wiped a handful of oil on his waist , then he sighed regretfully, and reluctantly left with his hands: "Come with me to Ying Laona today."

When business suddenly came up, Pei Xing didn't react. Lu Yiming waited patiently for his reply.

His little face was tangled together. Although he didn't want to stay here alone waiting for his husband every time, he also didn't want to cause trouble to his husband: "But, I shouldn't get involved in my husband's foreign affairs, and besides, my husband has just become a disciple, so... Will his behavior make Mr. Ying displeased?"

Lu Yiming followed his back and explained in a warm voice: "How can Mr. Ying blame Xiaoxing? He mentioned you to me yesterday."

Seeing that the person was not shaken, Lu Yiming changed his explanation. "We guys were dancing with swords and guns there, and we often couldn't eat a hot meal at noon. Shouldn't you feel sorry for your husband?" After

saying this, Little Xingxing really felt a little distressed. He didn't know that Lu Yiming opened his eyes and said It's a lie. He doesn't believe it even if there is no kitchen boy in such a big house.

However, he was serious about bringing the person there. Yesterday he promised Ying Lao to treat his old friend. Although the other party did not give a clear answer, he felt that this person would definitely come.

According to Ying Lao's narration, the third son served the country loyally, and this person's identity was probably not ordinary. Instead of letting Xiao Xingxing be frightened at home and suspected of being a threat, it would be better to take the person away and keep him under his nose, so that he could feel more at ease.

Pei Xing was finally convinced. He stood up slowly and saw a few pieces of rags torn up in Lu Yiming's hands. He looked away, but his face turned red with anger.

Memories of last night came to his mind. He originally thought that the clothes only needed to be worn once, but halfway through, his husband put them on for him and tore them apart again. The good clothes were completely scrapped.

As soon as he saw these clothes, he couldn't help but think of what happened yesterday. If he had known that his husband would be like this, he... would probably still do it. With the look of his husband's glutton and satiety, he couldn't refuse.

If Lu Yiming knew what Pei Xing was thinking now, probably neither of them would even think of going out like this today.

He bent down to pick up all the fabrics and put them into the package without throwing them away. This was his first birthday gift and he had to keep it well so that one day, he could recreate it on a whim.

It was rare for the two of them to go out together today, so Lu Yiming did not make breakfast. Instead, he took his hand and went to the bun shop to buy a few buns to eat.

"Please take your basket of steamed buns."

Lu Yiming handed one of the meat buns wrapped in leaves to Pei Xing. He didn't see the little girl who just handed it to him. Her cherry-red eyes were holding back tears. They leave.

The proprietress of the bun shop also saw this scene and sighed secretly. She accidentally knew that her daughter Xinyue was a young man who often passed by the bun shop.

She has also met Lu Yiming many times. He is handsome and easy to remember. She also specifically inquired about his identity and planned to ask for her daughter's marriage. Today, she saw another brother who was very affectionate to others. Looking like this, he sighed secretly, knowing that his daughter was probably hopeless.

"Father and mother will find a marriage for you in a while. Forget about this person."

Lu Yiming didn't know that he had an extra peach blossom. He found that the little star's eyes were out of focus, so he tightened his little hands and said Asked: "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about the time when I first met my husband, he gave me the corn to eat."

Pei Xing was eating the fragrant meat stuffed buns, and suddenly felt a little emotional. This was something he could only hope for before. Something that is unattainable, but because of the arrival of her husband, it no longer feels out of reach.

Lu Yiming also thought of the figure waiting for him in front of the door that day, and the tears that dripped into his heart. Perhaps from then on, he could not remove this person from his life.

I was thinking these things in my mind, but what I was saying was something else.

"I also remember that there was a little crybaby before," Pei Xing was still waiting for his next words. Lu Yiming leaned close to his ear and said softly, "Now I have eaten it." Pei Xing, who was lost in memories at first, completely

broke away. When I come out, my husband behaves like no one else at home, but he is still so immoral on the street.

Pei Xing curled his lips and decided to ignore her husband until he finished eating the buns.

Today, Ying Lao, Jiang Runshan and Gu Huan were all here. They were a little surprised to see Lu Yiming coming with his husband, but the teasing look disappeared after eating Pei Xing's pastry.

Ying Lao recalled the songhua cake that melted in his mouth, and thought to himself, how about recognizing a godson?

Before he could put it into practice, the courtyard door was knocked again.

Lu Yiming saw the face of the person through the crack in the open door. Isn't it the former governor Song Qing who accompanied Ying Lao at the previous meeting of heroes?

But why does the person following him with his nose as high as the sky look familiar?

"Why are you here?!"

Before Song Qing could say anything, Fatty Song rushed up from behind and pointed at Lu Yiming's face, which almost made his eyes pop out: "Why are you, a poor martial arts student, here with Mr. Ying?"

Song Qing He frowned and scolded: "Don't be rude."

Lu Yiming glanced back and forth between Song Qing and Fatty Song. Unexpectedly, Fatty Song suddenly became silent that day because he saw Song Qing. He thought the other party was acting calmly because he saw Ying Li.

Since everyone has seen it, there is no need to introduce it.

"Is this the martial artist who said he wanted to treat me?"

Song Qing looked Lu Yiming up and down. He looked handsome and handsome, and he didn't look like a swindler. He came to see Lu Yiming this time because he was a wine producer. He was skeptical that it would relieve his headaches and insomnia.

After all, when he was in the capital, he asked his old friend, the imperial doctor, to take his pulse, but he only got some soothing incense, and there was nothing wrong with him.

"He's a young man. He said that he shouldn't be treated properly, but he might be able to get some relief."

After Lu Yiming finished speaking, someone began to sarcastically say: "Tsk, a poor man from the countryside might be trying to trick the elderly. Grandpa must not be deceived by him. Go."

Song Qing ignored his grandson's words and stretched out a hand so that Lu Yiming could feel his pulse.

If it was a poor martial artist who came to the door, he would definitely beat him out and defraud him of all his money?

However, the person taking his pulse in front of him was a close disciple of Ying Lao, so he had to pay attention to it. Moreover, with the wine as a foreshadowing, he also became very interested. He wanted to see what kind of ability this person had that could make Ying Lao Li was impressed.

Fortunately, the news about Ying Lao accepting a disciple has not spread yet, otherwise his grandson might not let it go.

Song Qing looked directly into the young man's eyes and asked casually, "How is it?"

Lu Yiming took back his hand and asked, "Did Mr. Song suffer a brain injury when he was young?"

"How did you know that?"

Song Qing was originally a little skeptical. Now I really feel that this man is very capable. He was also a border guard general when he was young. He was transferred back by the emperor after suffering a serious brain injury. Although he got better after resting, he had problems with his night vision. However, this matter only At that time, several people in the military camp knew about it, but even Yingli had no way of knowing.

Lu Yiming did not answer his words, but just continued: "Sir Song's headache is caused by it, and the condition has become worse in recent years. I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep well these days." [

This old man If I don't get treatment, I'm afraid I won't be able to live for a few months. Little Fatty is so pitiful. 】

【Can you cure it? ]

[That... is definitely not possible, but with my ability, I can still delay it for five or six years. ]

[Are you still proud? ]

[Of course, who am I? I am Bi Lu Xiaomiao, the invincible commander of the universe! ]

[Why didn't I know you had a last name? ]

[There are still many things you don't know...]

Lu Yiming seriously doubted whether Xiao Miao had secretly found a wife behind his back recently. She was much quieter than usual, and was more active in making money. She didn't know what she planned to do.

Silent silence was Song Qing's best answer. He did have these symptoms. Not only did he not get enough sleep recently, he even thought about his deceased sons and wives from time to time. He wondered if his life span was about to end.

Fatty Song on the side didn't know about this. Now seeing that Song Qing didn't refute, he started to panic: "Grandpa, is this true?" Song Qing looked at his

grandson who was strong but simple-minded and patted him. Hand: "Don't worry, it's not that serious."

These words obviously calmed down Fatty Song. He shouted to Lu Yiming to cover up his uneasiness: "Did you hear that? My grandpa is very good, you must be lying!"

No one here paid attention to the emotional Fatty Song, even Pei Xing's eyes showed a trace of pity.

Song Qing waved his hands, and he and Lu Yiming were the only ones left at the scene. He said bluntly: "A friend of mine told me that I can live for another year, but in the past few days I have felt extremely tired and unable to do my job. Does it mean that my condition has worsened?"

Lu Yiming Not knowing that this man knew something about his own body, he saw that the old man still looked gentle and gentle, so he nodded to him without hiding anything.

After getting a positive answer, Song Qing lightly clasped his index finger on the table and pondered for a moment. He did not say whether it could be cured, but asked: "How many years can you wait?"

Lu Yiming opened his palm and stretched out five fingers.

"That's better than I expected," Song Qing received the reply and smiled, and the smile turned to look more serious, "What do you want?"

As expected of an old man who has been on the battlefield and in official circles, his eyes are very Sharp.

Lu Yiming met his eyes. A normal person would probably have been frightened by the other person's aura at this moment, but he didn't feel this way. It was just that his originally relaxed back straightened up a bit.

No one knew what the two people said in the guest room, but not long after, a wine shop in Jiangzhoufu Commercial Center quietly changed its owner, and a new wine was named "Zhaixing", which was temporarily not available for sale. .

The author has something to say: Wait until after the 12th~ Let's start steaming buns~