Chapter 492 It is easy to coax a good male protagonist
Li Wenchong felt relieved when he heard that Gu Qingling's incense-making skills were based on divine medicine, and that many of Baixiang Pavilion's recipes were taken from the "incense manual" given by the divine doctor.
It's just a pity that Gu Qingling didn't know the origin and name of the other party, so he gave these things to her and disappeared into the sea of people.
Li Wenchong thought, maybe he should send a letter to the miracle doctor Bian Que to see if he was from the Miracle Doctor Valley.
Every once in a while, a miracle doctor will be arranged to enter the Valley of Miracle Doctors, commonly known as "Bian Que".
The ancestor of the Li family had dealt with the Valley of Divine Doctors in the past and obtained a "magic doctor order", so he asked a miracle doctor to treat him.
It's a pity that Divine Doctor Gu's style has always been casual. After controlling the toxins in his body, they left him and traveled around the world.
The two resolved their misunderstanding, and Li Wenchong became "happy" again.
He stretched out his hand, put her little hand in his and played with it.
At first it was just a random movement, wanting to get close to her. Unexpectedly, my hand became as smooth as jade, and the more I touched it, the more I wanted to touch it.
Li Wenchong was secretly surprised: Gu Qingling's skin is so good, even a 28-year-old girl's hands are not as good to touch as hers, right?
When he touched it when he was doing traditional Chinese medicine, wasn't it as smooth as it is now?
Or is it that he was unconscious at the time and his memory was not very deep?
It's not that Li Wenchong has never touched the hands of other women, even the maids who serve around him. Their hands are also well-maintained, and they are afraid that they will be rough and make his master unhappy.
But even so, no one can compare to her.
Li Wenchong was secretly happy. The emperor felt sorry for him that he had wronged him by marrying an old woman. How could this be wronged? If it was wronged, he would have suffered many more.
When he felt happy, Gu Qingling looked at him and felt a little unbearable:...
Does this guy really have no women?
Just one hand, right?
I really want to throw him out.
…
It's not that Gu Qingling never had a boyfriend in her previous life, but which man would keep holding a woman's hand and playing with it? He wasn't a man of control.
etc……
Doesn’t this guy have a hand fetish?!
Gu Qingling was shocked and quickly gave Li Wen a worshipful look.
It turned out that this guy was so focused on playing with his hands that he didn't even notice.
Gu Qingling: "..."
Hand fetish!
Hammered!
So, should she regret it?
Forget about a man who has a quirk and likes old women, but he still loves hands, then...
Suddenly, she felt that Li Wenchong was not as cute as she had imagined, and there seemed to be too many perverts.
Abruptly, Gu Qingling took her hand back.
The piece of gelatin suddenly disappeared, and Li Wenchong was still a little unaccustomed to it, so he reflexively wanted to grab her hand back.
"Ahem!"
Gu Qingling coughed twice and was about to ask him this question when there was movement outside.
"Master, we have arrived at Yao Mansion."
Li Wenchong felt a sense of loss in his heart.
Gu Qingling felt happy for a moment.
Two teams of carriages entered Yao's house. Li Wenchong went to talk to Mr. Yao for a while, then slowly left Yao's house and went to the next door.
Second Master Yao was not surprised at all that Li Wenchong met Gu Qingling on the way and went to look for him at home.
In the evening, he was still talking to Mrs. Yao Er: "Oh... Brother Zhao is actually quite nice, that's right... Tell me, why is he so stubborn?"
Mrs. Yao Er raised her eyebrows: "What's wrong? You took him to visit so many brothels, but there was no effect at all?"
Mr. Yao shook his head: "No. Not only no, but he actually thinks the person he likes is better."
"Then what are you going to do now? Are you going to continue to change his mind, or are you going to help him come up with ideas and help him win over the in-law family that he's done with?"
"If there is really no other way, I can only help him make suggestions to deal with the Yue family."
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Second Master Yao can feel relaxed now. If he finds out later that all the ideas he helped come up with fell on his own family, I don't know what his reaction will be.
perhaps!
perhaps!
Maybe!
It will be very interesting.
But at this time, he didn't know anything, so he thought very seriously.
Instead of thinking about it myself, I asked Mrs. Yao Er to help me think about it.
Li Wenchong came in and out of the Yao family more and more frequently. When the New Year was approaching, when Uncle Yao came back with Mrs. Yao and his twin sons, Li Wenchong had become a scene in the Yao family.
"Master Zhao?!"
Uncle Yao looked surprised, "Why is he here?"
Mr. Yao, who came out to greet people, said, "Oh, he is my good friend. He lives next door to our house. He is right here with us if he is fine."
"Living next door to us?! How could I not know?"
"The family was in a hurry to sell the house, so he bought it. It just so happened that he didn't have any relatives in Jinling, so it would be better to be closer to our house, so he could take care of us if anything happened."
After a few words, Uncle Yao finally realized that the relationship between his second brother and his family had developed particularly well during his absence.
When Li Wenchong was at Yao's house, he felt as if he was at his own home. He was leisurely and at ease. He took Yao Jiuye and several children to play in the yard, like a king of children.
Yao Jiuye and the twins also liked him very much, hugging his calf and calling him "brother".
"No, I call you brother, and you have to call me uncle."
"No, I also want to call brother, brother, brother..."
"It's uncle."
"elder brother."
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Yao Jiuye asked his nephews and nieces to change their words, but he was so angry that he turned to Li Wenchong to complain and asked him if he was right.
Li Wenchong looked at Yao Jiuye with eyes so soft that he could shed tears. He said: "Well, you are right. Since you call me brother, they do want to call me uncle, but don't you think...if you call me
Uncle, do they have to call me grandpa? Otherwise, how about letting them call me grandpa?"
Second Master Yao happened to be walking by and someone heard him and shouted: "Well, you're named Zhao. I asked you to help take care of the children. When you arrived, what did you teach them? If Brother Can calls you uncle, wouldn't you?
Are you a generation older than me?"
Li Wenchong's expression was innocent: "Otherwise, why don't you call me uncle?"
"Looking for a beating!" Mr. Yao raised his arm, pretending to hit him.
But before it fell on Li Wenchong, the young man Qingzhu jumped out to block it.
Second Master Yao immediately complained: "Why did you jump out again?"
Then he said to Li Wenchong, "You are so elusive, I have so many martial arts masters, but few of them can compare to him. Hey, did you really pick this kid up with a steamed bun? Otherwise, you
Pick one up for me too?"
"That's just my luck. Do you really think it's easy to pick up all the magic talents in martial arts?" Li Wenchong asked Qingzhu to step back and said, "Aren't you pretty good too? You've only been practicing for so long, and you've had several different masters.
It’s the two people I introduced to you. People praise you in front of me. You know, the two people I introduced have been on the battlefield..."
As soon as they talked about going to the battlefield, Mr. Yao's eyes lit up. He said that he heard them talk about a lot of things on the battlefield, which was really interesting.
It would be great if one day he could go to the battlefield.
Li Wenchong looked at him and said: "Don't even think about it. Your mother will not let you go to the battlefield. Your mother wants you to participate in the martial arts examination because she hopes that you will get a good name and have an official position for the rest of your life."
Nothing will be accomplished.”
To put it bluntly, I just want Mr. Yao to hang out in official circles.
