After Marrying the Sick and Weak Son, I Turned Around

Xue was quiet and silent, and in the study of Du's house, the candles were bright, reflecting the shadows of the two people in the house.

After Du Maoming wrapped the gauze, he asked, "Senior brother, Bingxin Dan has been raised, are you sure you don't need it?"

Shen Juncheng shook his head, "No, let's keep it first."

Du Mao knew why he didn't use it, so he couldn't help but persuade him: "Today, the poisoning of your poison is faster than you imagined. It can be seen that the Golden Silkworm Gu is stronger than before. It will also deplete your roots, and you'd better..."

Shen Juncheng raised his hand, indicating that he didn't need to say any more, "I won't use Bingxin Pill before I find Liang Guangwen, Maoming, go and dispense the medicine."

Hey, Du Maoming sighed helplessly and went out to dispense medicine.

He only left Shen Juncheng in the inner room, adjusted his breath and meditated, suppressing the blood and restless emotions that were boiling because of the killing.

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When they arrived at Du's house, a layer of white had fallen on the ground. Su Anan rushed in on the first snow, and Cui Yan had to trot behind to chase. The cold wind blew her hat off, and the ice and snow hit her in the face. Extraordinarily cold.

With a "bang", she pushed open the door, startling the people inside.

Du Maoming just wanted to scold what a maid for being so ignorant, but when he saw the person coming, he stopped.

Touching his nose, he said, "Sister-in-law, why are you here?"

A word from the sister-in-law shocked the people in the inner room. Shen Juncheng was only wearing a middle shirt and immediately pushed open the inner room door.

Seeing that her face was red from the cold, she just stood at the door stupidly, frowning and said: "Nonsense, what are you doing here in the middle of the night, what should I do if I catch the cold again..."

Before he could finish speaking, Su Anan broke into his arms regardless of everything.

His arms were warm, with the still-familiar scent of medicine, his clothes were white, there was no blood, and there was no death, he was here...

She took a deep breath and whispered, "Shen Juncheng."

Shen Juncheng's voice softened suddenly, "Well, what's wrong?"

He felt her slight tremor, and the joy of calling his name, as if after a catastrophe, so precious.

His right hand gently patted her back, silently comforting.

Su Anan couldn't speak for a while, so she hugged him tightly and didn't let go.

Du Maoming, who was hanging by the side, tutted in his heart, oh my brother also has a tender side.

Very infiltrating.

He quietly walked away wisely, and even thoughtfully closed the door.

Shen Juncheng pulled her into the inner room, which was warm and full of charcoal fire.

Her hands are cold.

Su Anan immediately pulled him back and asked nervously, "Are you injured?"

"Where is the injury, let me see?"

Shen Juncheng said calmly, "I just hurt a little in my shoulder, it doesn't matter."

Su Anan didn't believe it, but her shoulder was injured. Why did she go to Maoming? Could Aunt Xiao's medical skills be lower than Maoming's?

She insisted on checking.

Shen Juncheng was also helpless, so he had to say first, "Then you have to come to the inner room to check, you want to freeze to death as a husband outside."

She sighed, and hurriedly pulled the person closer to the inner room. As soon as the door closed, she began to peel off her clothes. The movement was so quick that someone raised her eyebrows, "It's good that you take the initiative in the future."

She didn't want to make fun of him, so she just peeled off his shirt.

The fart had a slight injury to his shoulder, and the gauze was clearly wrapped around his waist and abdomen, which was tight.

She blushed again, and Shen Juncheng coaxed, "These are all small wounds, but it's hard to bandage the wound on the abdomen. Mao Ming's wrapping looks exaggerated, but it's not serious."

But it was useless, her tears were still like beads with a broken thread, and Shen Juncheng was caught off guard.

She suddenly touched the spot where he was bleeding in the dream, and went all the way down, as if she wanted to check to see if there were any wounds.

Shen Juncheng was honest and didn't move, afraid that she would be worried, and he said in cooperation, "Would you like to check further?"

Su An'an hummed very seriously, and directly pulled his pants down by himself...

Shen Juncheng: "..."

It's good, she's really good, but the lights are still on.

Looking at it, there is no injury, nor on the leg. It seems that it is estimated that the upper body is injured.

She silently dressed him, but when she was getting dressed, she knew to avoid sight.

Someone tutted, never knowing how to spell shy, pulled her into his arms, pressed her on purpose, and said, "Have you finished the inspection, my wife?"

Su An'an's eyes fell on the charcoal basin, and he hummed very solemnly, and asked, "Is your waist injury serious?"

He raised his eyebrows, "It's serious, I can still stand here and let you tease?"

It should be like a dream, you can't even stand up.

Su Anan thought about it too, and finally let go. After all, it was just a dream, just a dream.

She turned to get the cape for him, and argued, "Who is molesting you, I was worried just now."

Someone dragged his tune and said, "I like the way that lady is worried, and I can be more direct next time."

"..."

Seeing that he was still sloppy, she thought that the injury was really okay, so she took the cloak to help him put it on, and tied the tie for him carefully.

The charcoal fire in the room was warm, reflecting his cold and hard outline a little softly, and the temperature in the light-colored eyes was pleasant.

Unlike the dream, revealing the ashes of dying.

She was slightly distracted, and she heard him say with a smile, "If you look at me like this again, I may think you are really teasing."

Looking at it, I was crazy, looking like this, as long as he was not injured, he couldn't help but hurt her.

Su Anan blinked, her ears were slightly red, "I just looked at your eyes."

"You like my eyes so much?"

She hummed honestly, "I like it."

An indescribable love that made her remember it at a glance from a previous life.

He smiled again, tonight he felt like a long-lost cold Mo Yan.

"Do you only like my eyes, my appearance, my body, don't you like it?"

She is not as thick-skinned as him, and all her worries about being ridiculed by him are dissipated. Against her will, she said, "I don't like it."

Someone raised his eyebrows, but before he could say a word, he heard her heartily add, "You are too ugly."

He was stunned for a moment before he pushed his back molars, "Am I ugly? Where am I ugly?"

Su Anan scratched her neck and said, "everywhere is ugly."

"you sure?"

"Are you sure?"

"Would you like to take a closer look?"

After three consecutive questions, Su Anan wanted to laugh, pulled him to sit by the charcoal fire, and said with a smile, "It's ugly anyway."

Shen Juncheng snorted, "Okay, I'm ugly, I'm not worthy of a beautiful lady."

The daughter-in-law can say anything, as long as she is happy.

Seeing his helpless look, Su Anan finally relaxed her nervousness completely. She snuggled into his arms and asked, "How is the situation in the palace now?"

He pulled the charcoal with the tongs, added a little more, and said, "It's nothing to do, King Jing's remaining party has been eliminated, and we are waiting for the new emperor to ascend the throne."

In five days, Song Xingyuan resolutely cut off all the voices of veto, as well as the remnants of the remaining party. The bloody means made all the other princes who wanted to try to usurp the throne, and they all stopped for the time being.

The bloody smell in the palace did not dissipate for three days, especially in Xuanying Hall.

Thinking of the blood-stained floor of Xuanying Hall that day, and the shock of the old emperor before he died, he closed his eyes slightly.

"The last murderer is dead."

He did it with his own hands.

Su Anan raised her eyes in surprise, and for a while, she didn't ask anything, and hugged him tightly.