How wonderful it is to slowly feel tenderness...Oh! More to come
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**It is very common for female escorts to accompany wine, not to mention for a flamboyant young man like Fan Yilin.
Chang Yuncheng didn't have any objections. He frowned, but was a little impatient. He served the wine and ate it himself.
The fan next to him wanted to join in the fun, but he was so observant that he didn't dare to come forward, so he had to pour him wine honestly.
I don't know what Fan Yilin did here, but the woman let out a scream.
"No." The woman hid with a coy smile.
Fan Yilin held on and whispered something in her ear, and the woman let out another coquettish cry.
Chang Yuncheng coughed heavily.
"My lord, have you seen that?" Fan Yilin said hurriedly, while hugging the woman, he leaned forward and kissed her heavily.
"Oh, you hate it, don't do it." The woman smiled and pushed him.
Fan Yilin laughed and went up to kiss her hard.
Chang Yuncheng looked away.
"Master, have you seen it?" Fan Yilin said again, "I have said that this woman is just talking nonsense, and there is another point, this woman is also talking about what she means, so when they say they don't want it, you
But don’t take it seriously..."
As he spoke, a hungry tiger pounced on the food and pressed the pink head under him, making the woman laugh even louder.
What a mess. Chang Yuncheng frowned and stood up.
"Also, for this kind of thing, you must be gentle and persistent. Women want face, so you have to give her enough face so that she will feel respected..." Fan Yilin did not forget to raise his head despite his busy schedule.
said.
The word "respect" makes Chang Yun Cheng stunned. That is what women often say they want.
Being gentle enough...persevering enough...giving enough face...is that respect?
When he stood up, the pink head next to him was a little shy and a little expectant. Chunyi looked at this tall man cutely. If this man pressed down on him with a fierce tiger attack, it would be very comfortable.
Chang Yuncheng turned around, opened the door and left.
When Chang Yuncheng returned home, Qi Yue was no longer in the house.
"Your Majesty, the young lady has gone to Qianjin Hall, and someone just came to invite her. They said she was seriously... ah... injured," Qiuxiang said carefully.
Chang Yuncheng hummed and waved his hand.
"Get ready for midnight snack." He added.
Qiuxiang breathed a sigh of relief and responded happily.
"Also, when the young lady left, she told the prince to eat first and don't wait for her." She rolled her eyes and added.
Chang Yuncheng twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced at the girl.
Qiuxiang looked down at him feeling guilty.
"What's so good about her? You deserve to protect her like this." Chang Yuncheng said.
His tone was a bit teasing, and Qiuxiang took a look at his face.
"Isn't the prince protecting the young lady in this way?" she said boldly.
It turned out that everyone could see it, and Chang Yuncheng couldn't help but smile.
That woman can actually see it, otherwise she wouldn't say that she likes her.
Thinking of what she said, Chang Yuncheng couldn't help laughing, and that tingling feeling came back again.
He waved his hand.
Qiuxiang happily exited.
Qiuxiang came out of the house with a radiant face and rushed the girls to ask the kitchen to prepare a good midnight snack.
"We haven't had dinner yet. It's a little too hasty to prepare a supper so early." A woman joked with a smile.
"Urgent, this is no longer urgent. I can't wait to prepare everything for tomorrow." Qiuxiang said with a smile.
This was a cheerful expression that Qiu Xiang rarely showed in these days, and the girls in the yard couldn't help but become cheerful too, and everyone dispersed chatting and laughing.
This lively atmosphere continued, so much so that Chang Yuncheng, who was having dinner alone, had a rare smile on his face and ate one more bowl of rice than usual at Xie's place.
But at this time, Fan Yilin, who was only wrapped in a bill in the restaurant, was not happy, but dumbfounded.
"..What? The prince didn't give me any money..." he stammered.
The two boys in the room nodded with frightened expressions.
"Not only did Fantou not pay... I also didn't pay for the food and drinks in the restaurant..." they stammered.
"It's so inhumane!" Fan Yilin shouted in horror and anger.
Why is this master such a person!
"Master, please tell me what to do quickly. It's already here. If you don't go back, it will be difficult for the family to explain." The boys shook their clothes and said.
what to do?
"You guys, how much money did you bring?" Fan Yilin asked them with a grimace.
The two boys turned out their pockets and money bags.
"Master, Madam, in order to prevent you from spending money arbitrarily, our monthly money is also being held back by the housekeeper." They said with a grimace.
Ruined…
Fan Yilin was dumbfounded and wanted to cry but had no tears.
There were chaotic footsteps outside the door, and then the door was kicked open with a bang.
"Which one? Which grandson eats wine without paying for it?"
Four or five fierce-looking men rushed in with sticks.
Sir, help me...
Chang Yuncheng had long forgotten about Fan Yilin, and was startled when he saw the boy being brought in.
"You want me to pay?" he asked.
The boy with a bruised nose and face looked up awkwardly and nodded quickly.
"Not to mention whether the Fan family, who is known as the No. 1 salter in Shaanxi, has money, even the Wang family, who owns the farm known as Xiaojiangnan in Yongqing, can't even afford a drink, right?" Chang Yuncheng asked with a smile, "
Or do you just want to blackmail me?"
The boy smiled bitterly when he was told this.
"Your Majesty, if you go home to get money, you will be beaten to death. If you don't go home to get money, you will be beaten to death. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda." He stamped his foot. He couldn't talk about his family's affairs.
When outsiders heard this, they had no choice but to kowtow and say.
Chang Yuncheng understood, couldn't help laughing again, and threw a bag of money to him.
"You don't have the courage to come out and pretend to be romantic." He laughed.
The boy ignored his joking and kowtowed, picked up the money and ran away. After running two steps, he came back.
"Your Majesty, the young master asked me to tell you that he was beaten by you today because he said the wrong thing again. You must remember that a good man will stick to the end and send someone to give him a gift to apologize. Wait for him in the future.
And repay your kindness." The boy said in one breath, and ran away without caring about Chang Yuncheng's reply.
Chang Yuncheng laughed.
Before the laughter stopped, someone else came running.
"What? Is there anything else you want to explain?" he asked with a smile.
"Your Majesty!" The visitors were two women with panicked voices, "Is the young lady here?"
"She's not here." Chang Yuncheng said, looking at the two women through the lamp in the yard, a little unfamiliar.
The two mothers-in-law did not expect that the young lady was not here, and they became even more panicked.
"This is incredible, what can we do?" they shouted in panic.
"What's the matter?" Chang Yuncheng asked with a frown.
"Aunt Zhu can't give birth. Po Wen said it's not going to be good! The Marquis asked the young lady to go and have a look." said the women.
That's it. Chang Yuncheng nodded and immediately ordered people to go to Qianjin Hall to ask the young lady to come back.
The servant responded and wanted to go, but he shouted to stop again.
"I'll go in person." He said as he strode out, Qiu Xiang hurriedly picked up her big cloak and followed.
It was just night, and the streets were still very lively. Because he had to hurry up, Chang Yuncheng did not ask for a carriage and went directly to the horse. The Qianjin Hall was not closed yet. Although there were not as many people as during the day, there were still doctors and medicines.
In and out.
Chang Yuncheng got off his horse and walked in. A handyman immediately took him over. When he saw him clearly, his expression changed instantly.
"Shi...Sir..." He stammered and shouted.
Chang Yuncheng nodded and struck the horse whip in his hand.
"Go and ask the young lady to come. There is something going on at home," he said.
The handyman was still standing there, seemingly not hearing what he said.
Chang Yuncheng frowned and simply walked in by himself.
"Big brother..." the handyman shouted at the top of his lungs.
The sound was sharp and bright, as if it was going to knock off the roof.
Senior Brother Zhang Tong had just received a patient with a fracture. He almost jumped up at the shout and rushed out of the consulting room angrily.
"What's going on? Why are you shouting...ah!" He shouted loudly, and before he finished speaking, he turned into an exclamation.
Chang Yuncheng had already walked up to him.
"Is she here?" he asked, about to walk inside.
The sweat on Zhang Tong's forehead suddenly broke out. He stared and was speechless. Seeing Chang Yuncheng about to take a step, he subconsciously moved to block the way.
Oh my God, where could he go to call the young lady out immediately?
Chang Yuncheng's face darkened and he stopped striking the horse whip in his hand.
"Where is she?" He looked at Zhang Tong and asked slowly.
In Yizhuang, after two adaptations, Hu San and others finally no longer huddled together without looking at each other, but they still did not dare to look openly, but took a careful look occasionally.
Ah Ru's job has been completely replaced by the coffin boy, and he can even be free to assist Liu Pucheng in pulling the hook and string.
With his assistance, Qi Yue's suturing practice was faster than last time.
"These are called mosquito forceps, used to stop bleeding." Qi Yue said, looking at the coffin boy who curiously looked through his tools, the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became.
The coffin boy said "Oh" and looked at the hemostatic forceps carefully in his hand. He looked up and saw the woman with her face covered smiling at him. He couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.
This woman...how can she laugh...
"Xiao Coffin, have you thought about what I said last time?" Qi Yue looked at him with a smile and asked.
What's up?
Coffin Boy was stunned for a moment.
"It's about being my assistant." Qi Yue said with a smile, "This surgery must be fast and the movements must be neat. This requires that the surgical cooperation must be efficient. If you can assist me, Dr. Liu can concentrate on observing the anesthesia situation.
, to avoid anesthesia accidents.”
"Are you serious?" Coffin Boy asked, putting down the pliers in his hand.
"Of course I'm telling the truth." Qi Yue smiled.
Coffin Boy looked at her.
"Don't you know who I am?" He also smiled, but this smile was a bit sarcastic.
At this time, they had already stood aside, and Liu Pucheng directed Hu San and others to clean up the operating table and organize the bodies. This also allowed Hu San and others to adapt as quickly as possible.
"Master, he is a coffin boy, and he is dealing with dead people. How unlucky." Hu San couldn't help shouting.
The coffin boy smiled lightly, showing no displeasure at these words.
"I know." Qi Yue said with a smile, "How can it be called unlucky? Think about it, dealing with dead people all day long, isn't that communicating yin and yang? For patients on the front line of life and death, such a person
Sitting in charge is a great auspicious thing."
Everyone in the room was stunned, including Coffin Boy.
Is that so?
Coffin Boy looked at the woman.
"Hey, how much do you give me?" he asked suddenly.
Qi Yue laughed.
"I think you are very valuable." She smiled.
Coffin Boy looked at her and smiled.
Just then the door opened with a bang.
This sudden movement frightened Hu San and others into screaming, and they hid on the ground with their heads in their hands.
Qi Yue's coffin boy Liu Pucheng looked out the door.
Under the pale lantern at the door, Chang Yuncheng looked over with a serious expression.*** (To be continued)
