Song Ruoxi spread the scroll, and a pond of lake water reflects the unfilled lotus, with flowers and dots, and they are casual and natural, staring at the picture, without saying a word for a long time... It is intentional in the painting, and the meaning is in the painting, the lotus flowers die without death, and the reincarnation is in the afterlife, looking forward to reunion.

"The picture of Mr. Luo Qi's lotus flower painting is vivid and adds color to it. "Ye Shuhua praised.

Song Ruoxi was called back to reality by his clear voice, so he quickly calmed down and said calmly: "This picture of cold-relieving is a troublesome. He has to take it down and dye it once every day, and also has to divide the weather, rain and snow. I don't have this patience. Come and fill in the painting!"

"Yingying." Ye Shuhua held her hand in the painting, "You don't go to send him, are you afraid that I will mind?"

Song Ruoxi's delicate body shook and looked up at him. She admitted in front of him that she liked Shangguan Moxun and that he could see her thoughts. She was not surprised, but she didn't expect that he would ask so directly, and her expression was a little panicked.

"Is it because I'm afraid that I will not send him off?" Ye Shuhua asked.

Song Ruoxi turned his head wide and his eyes were slightly darker, "Yes."

Ye Shuhua smiled, pulled her hard with his hand, dragged her into his arms, hugged her tightly, pressed her chin against her head, smelled the faint fragrance emitting from her hair, and said softly: "Yingying, you said I am a fool, but it turns out that you are a fool. I know your character, fall in love with you, and ask you to marry you, and believe in you as a Buddha."

Song Ruoxi's heart trembled and buried her face in his arms. He loved so selflessly and deeply, and tolerating everything. How could she not be moved? He hugged him back hard.

Song Ruoxi did not fill the color of the pool of Suhe, but copied another one, hung it in the warm cabinet, put the original painting in a brocade box, placed it in a sandalwood square cabinet, and carefully treasured. Since this year, before the winter solstice every year, someone has sent a pool of Suhe from afar.

The next day, Ye Shuhua and Song Ruoxi went to pay tribute to the Zhaoping County Lord, but they didn't expect that after breakfast, the Zhaoping County Lord felt stomachache and bedridden.

The sick county lord Zhaoping was impatient to see the wives and concubines, and only let Ye Shuhua and Song Ruoxi enter the bedroom.

"Why haven't the good doctor come yet?" Ye Shuhua asked anxiously when he saw the Zhaoping County Lord lying on the bed with a pale face.

"Last night, Master No. 19 was unconscious. The good doctor went to consult and just sent someone to announce his advice. He should be on the way here now." Madam Zhou said.

"Hua'er, mother is an old problem, it's not a problem, don't worry." County Lord Zhaoping said weakly.

As he was talking, the maid brought the hot milk soup, "Madam, the milk soup is ready."

Madam Zhou helped the county lord Zhaoping sit up, "Madam, the medicine will be fine for a while, drink the milk soup first."

"You can't drink milk soup when you have stomachache." Milk does nourish the stomach, but it is not suitable for drinking when you have stomachache. Song Ruoxi is in a sub-healthy state in modern times, and often has stomachache. This is an experience.

"This is what Dr. Liang of Zhao ordered, milk soup nourishes the stomach." Madam Zhou explained.

The Zhaoping County Lord also looked at Song Ruoxi with questioning eyes.

"Yingying, I can't drink milk soup when I have stomach pain, did my uncle tell you? "Ye Shuhua thought Song Ruoxi and Hui Jin had learned medical skills.

Song Ruoxi did not answer Ye Shuhua's question, but asked the county lord Zhaoping, "Mother, when you had stomachache, will the pain relieve after drinking milk soup?"

The county lord Zhaoping thought for a while, "It still hurts very much without relief. I have to take medicine and it will be better after more than an hour."

"Mother, lie down and let your daughter-in-law serve you." Song Ruoxi reached out to help the county lord Zhaoping lie down, turned his head and ordered the maid, "Go and pour a cup of hot water and heat the soup."

"Mrs. There are ground dragons in the house, so you don't need to have a soup girl." said Madam Zhou.

"I want soup to warm my mother's stomach," Song Ruoxi explained.

Madam Zhou glanced at the county lord Zhaoping, saw her nodding, and said, "Mrs. Changpu Zhao ordered to do it."

Calamari and another maid soon poured hot water and brought soup. Song Ruoxi served the county lord Zhaoping and drank the glass of water. The county lord Zhaoping did not feel much comfortable in his stomach, but it still hurt, but it was not as good as before.

Song Ruoxi put Tang Pozi in the arms of the county lord Zhaoping, "Mother, you lie down and sleep for a while!"

The Zhaoping County Lord did not believe that Song Ruoxi could prevent her stomach from hurting, but she was very satisfied with her daughter-in-law's diligent care. Ye Shuhua's nervousness also made her happy, so she followed Song Ruoxi's arrangements and closed her eyes.

Ye Fan, who stayed in Mrs. Suyue's room, heard that the old problem of Zhaoping County Lord's stomachache broke out, and immediately rushed over. Seeing him in, Ye Shuhua and others stood up to pay tribute to him.

"No gift." Ye Fan raised his hand and sat down beside the bed, "How bad is the stomachache?"

The Zhaoping County Lord opened his eyes and smiled weakly, "It's okay."

"This Zhao Shuzhi has been treated for so many years, but he still has no improvement. Damn quack doctor, he should have changed to a good doctor to treat you." Ye Fan said with anger on his face.

"Doctor Zhao Liang's prescription is very good, and I can't take it. This problem cannot be broken, so don't take his anger." The Lord of Zhaoping paused, "Lord of the City, go and do your business, there are children here to accompany me."

"I'm not busy." Ye Fan refused to leave.

The county lord Zhaoping had no strength to argue with him, so he closed his eyes and continued to rest. Everyone in the room was quietly guarding her.

"Hey, it seems to be slowing down." County Lord Zhaoping suddenly opened his eyes and said in surprise.

Everyone showed joy.

"Before taking the medicine, I will relieve it. If the disease is treated, the roots will be cut off." Ye Fan said happily.

The Zhaoping County Lord smiled and praised: "Thanks to Xi'er, I suffered less sin today."

Ye Fan listened to this and looked at Song Ruoxi with exploratory thought.

"The medicine prescribed by a good doctor can cure the root cause, and my method can only relieve the pain. Mother, if you lie down for a while, the medicine will be almost ready." Song Ruoxi smiled.

"City Lord, take Hua'er to work hard. There is a stream here." The Zhaoping County Lord has always been virtuous, and even if he is sick, he will not drag Ye down his busy work.

"Mother, I'll see you later." Ye Shuhua looked at Song Ruoxi and left with Ye Fan.

Song Ruoxi guarded the Zhaoping County Lord. When the medicine was delivered, he served her to drink the medicine, then served her to rinse her mouth and lay down.

"Mrs., can't you really eat milk?" Madam Zhou was a little confused when she saw that Song Ruoxi did not allow the Zhaoping County Lord to drink milk soup.

"It's okay to eat normally, but you can't eat it when you are sick." Song Ruoxi smiled, "I'm also listening to my master, just like the Ni Ni said. People who study medicine should know it. Didn't Dr. Zhao Liang tell me this?"

Madam Zhou shook her head.

Song Ruoxi frowned. The good doctor who climbed Yingcheng was equivalent to the imperial doctor in the Imperial Hospital of the Minguo State. His medical skills should be good. It is really unreasonable to not know such common sense. Doctor Zhao was afraid that he knew this but did not tell him what he meant?

The Zhaoping County Lord obviously became suspicious and snorted lightly.

After a while, the good doctor Zhao Shuzhi finally rushed into the city from the 19th Master's mansion to take the pulse of Zhaoping County.

"Doctor Zhao Liang, can you drink milk soup when you have stomachache?" Madam Zhou asked questioning.

Zhao Shuzhi's eyes flashed and said, "You can drink it, milk soup nourishes your stomach."

"As far as I know, eating some milk soup is good on weekdays, but you can't eat it when you are sick. Milk lambs will increase the burden on the stomach and increase the pain." Song Ruoxi interrupted behind the screen.

"Who are you? If you don't understand medical skills, don't treat randomly. If you damage your wife's body, you can't afford it." Zhao Shuzhi choked.

"Rareless! Can you ask the young lady?" County Lord Zhaoping shouted sternly.

Zhao Shuzhi didn't expect that the young lady was talking to, so he knelt down and kowtowed, "I don't know that it was the young lady, so I would speak unfairly. Please forgive my wife and ask the young lady to forgive me."

"Forgive me? What kind of crime?" County Lord Zhaoping sat up, and the calamus placed a brocade mat behind her and asked her to lean on it.

The Zhaoping County Lord stared at Zhao Shuzhi with cold eyes, "You have been cured for so many years and have not been cured to death. It is God's blessing."

"Madam, I've always done my best..."

"Mrs. I don't have the energy to interrogate you. Come and take him to the trial officer. Ask him carefully why he was trying to murder me." County Lord Zhaoping didn't give him a chance to defend himself. The stomachache tortured her for so many years, which made her suffer. She counted all her faults on Zhao Shuzhi.

"Madam, please spare me, please spare me, please..." Zhao Shuzhi was lit by Madam Zhou and struggled to get rid of her.

Song Ruoxi walked out from behind the screen.

The Zhaoping County Lord looked at her softly and reached out to pull her hand. Song Ruoxi handed her hand to her. The Zhaoping County Lord held it and said, "My son, thanks to you this time, otherwise my mother would be treated to death by these quack doctors."

"Mother is a lucky person and a god, and she will live a hundred years old." Song Ruoxi smiled.

"It is God's gift to me to have a good daughter-in-law like you." County Lord Zhaoping patted her hands and said with emotion.

"Mother, this is just a trivial matter. Your health is good, and it is a blessing for your son and daughter-in-law. If you praise your daughter-in-law like this, your daughter-in-law's face will turn red." Song Ruoxi said embarrassedly.

The Zhaoping County Lord felt more and more that the daughter-in-law had married the right one and asked, "When is it?"

"It's early noon." Madam Zhou smiled.

"You haven't eaten yet, are you?" asked the county lord Zhaoping.

"I'll go eat later. Is my mother hungry?"

"Eat with my mother."

"good."

Madam Zhou asked her maid to tell her lunch. After the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law sat each other and used lunch, the county lord Zhaoping refused to drink the medicine prescribed by Zhao Shuzhi, and also announced another doctor Xu Liang to prescribe the medicine and take another medicine to boil it.

Shen Shizheng, Ye Fan and his son finished their work to see the Lord of Zhaoping County.

"Mother, is it better?" Ye Shuhua asked with concern.

"It's much better. Today I lost most of the sins, all of which were Xi'er's credit." County Lord Zhaoping smiled lovingly.

Ye Fan glanced at Song Ruoxi again, stroked his beard and smiled.
Chapter completed!