"Zheng Ling, the child's injury is too serious, let's let her have a good rest."

Zheng Ling looked at Thirteenth Sister reluctantly, "I have to stay and take care of her..."

"Hey!" Zhan Hanjue suddenly covered his stomach and frowned.

Zheng Ling's attention to Thirteenth Sister instantly shifted to Zhan Hanjue, and she asked nervously: "Brother Jue, do you have stomach trouble again?"

Lord Zhan Han nodded, "Help me into the house to rest."

Zheng Ling then helped Zhan Hanjue leave.

Zhan Hanjue walked a few steps and suddenly turned around and told Guan Xiao Ye Feng, "By the way, Guan Xiao, Ye Feng, you two stay here from now on. Spring is about to begin, and Tong Bao and Susu have fallen behind too much in their studies.

, you stay in Qingmei Town to help them catch up. Later, make a curriculum for me."

Zhan Hanjue sat on the bed, leaning his back on the bed. He looked at Zheng Ling who was busy working for him with a leisurely expression. There was a satisfied and happy smile on his handsome face.

Zheng Ling found a moxibustion box and lit the moxa sticks. The smoke made her burst into tears.

Ye Feng and Guan Xiao looked at each other, and when their eyes met, they probably understood Lord Zhan's meaning from each other's doubts. Then they said respectfully, "Yes. Lord Zhan."

Zheng Ling helped Zhan Hanjue into the bedroom.

She came over holding a moxibustion box. Outside the alloy copper moxibustion box, there was a beautiful purse with a pair of mandarin ducks embroidered on it.

Zhan Hanjue's eyes fell on the mandarin duck with poor embroidery skills, and he said with a smile: "Is this a mandarin duck or a wild duck?"

"What is this?" Zhan Hanjue asked curiously.

Zheng Ling smiled and explained: "This is the moxibustion method I learned from the villagers. It can drive away cold and regulate the body's sub-healthy state!"

Zhan Hanjue suddenly stretched out his long arms, pulled her into his arms, and said affectionately: "You embroider a mandarin duck buckle for me, and I will hang it on my body. Okay?"

Zheng Ling immediately imagined a picture of an elegant and noble man showing off with a clumsy lock... He blushed and shook his head, "They will laugh at me."

Zheng Ling blushed with embarrassment. She didn't know how to embroider. This was the first time she learned embroidery from someone, and Yuanyang's embroidery was not as good as Si's.

Zheng Ling said shyly: "Then it depends on whether you want to be a wild duck or a mandarin duck?"

Zhan Hanjue quickly restrained himself, covering his stomach with both hands, and his eyes fell on the moxibustion box. "How to use this?"

"You lie down."

Zhan Hanjue blocked her lips, "I won't show it to others..."

Zheng Ling stared, "Don't you have a stomachache?"

The fragrance of moxa emitted from the moxibustion box is refreshing and refreshing.

Zhan Hanjue sniffed the fragrance and looked at the beauty. His cold steel heart became cute little by little.

Zhan Hanjue followed Zheng Ling's instructions and lay down on the bed.

Zheng Ling placed the moxibustion box on his belly and covered him with the quilt.

"I'm not sick."

Zheng Ling's almond-shaped eyes widened, "You're not sick, why did you lie to me? Do you know how worried I am about you?"

Zheng Ling lay on the bedside with her chin in her hands, her eyes full of worry, "Brother Jue, you haven't had stomach trouble for a long time? Why did it happen all of a sudden?"

Lord Zhan Han stretched out his hand and stroked Zheng Ling's sculpted chin.

Zhan Hanjue said: "I just want you to care about me."

Zheng Ling: "..."

Then he pinched Zhan Hanjue's nose and scolded him: "Zhengzheng said you were childish, and I think he was right. Brother Jue, you are only three years old, you can't be any older."

Zhan Hanjue's smile was bright and naughty, and he looked extremely evil.


Chapter completed!