Unbridled Medical Expert Consort: Demon Prince, Be Good

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This old tree that has been growing for more than ten years is actually a walnut tree.

Nowadays, it is the golden autumn of October. When the walnuts are ripe, the branches are covered with small green fruits with small fists. Heavy, Luo Qingying always likes the tenderness and sweetness of fresh walnuts. When I first saw this house, I was most interested. It is the walnut tree that the yard stands.

Nalan Changyi, who is only five years old, is the first to see fresh walnuts. It is no longer eaten. How can I know the name?

Luo Qinglan put down the bamboo pole and found a small knife: "Son, this fruit is not directly eaten, look good, the mother kisses you."

Three or two times, she used a knife to peel off the green peel on the surface, revealing the light yellow walnut hard shell inside.

When I arrived here, Nalan Changyi got to know it. I was surprised and cried: "Ah, mother, this is a walnut. On New Year's Eve, Liang Shuo gave me a meal. It is incense, it turned out to be here." !"

The little man's eyes widened and he looked at him with a curious face.

"This taste is different from that of Changyi New Year's Eve."

Said, Luo Qingying grabbed a slap in the palm of the tree and picked up the pebbles. Two times, the surface of the walnut cracked. She opened it hard, revealing the tender flesh inside.

Tearing off the brown and bitter skin, Luo Qingying handed the white fresh walnut meat to his son: "Try it and make sure the taste is different."

Nalan Changyi couldn't wait any longer. When he heard the words, he stuffed it into his mouth. His sweet taste was bright. "Well, mother-in-law, delicious, like peanuts, sweeter than peanuts, still more Crisp... Changyi still wants to eat."

Not waiting for Luo Qingqi to start, he picked up one by himself, and he learned a lot. He used two knives to cut off the skin. Luo Qingying was about to let him use the stone to open the hard shell, but he saw his little fist clenched and pinched, only listening to the ‘咔嚓’, the hard shell actually split.

Nalan Changyi moves very fast, the chubby little hand dexterously peels off the hard shell, tears off the outer skin, peels out the walnuts after three or two, and he smiles and sends it to Luo Qingyu, looking up: "Niang Dear, look, Changyi is better off, the whole one."

"You...hehe!" Luo Qingxiao laughed and felt that he was defeated by his son.

How did she forget that this kid had been studying with Nalan at the age of three, and had only studied for two years, and his fists and feet were already very good. Don't say pinching the walnuts, I am afraid that a fist will go down, and this hard walnut trunk can be punched by him.

Does she still let him smash with stones? He should be directly pinched by his hand, which is faster!

"Longevity, you see the mother kissed so many walnuts, the rest of the matter, should they be handed over to Changyi?" Luo Qingxiao smiled: the mother wants to eat, but only tired Is Changyi peeling to the mother to eat well? ”

Little people want to get their own mother-in-law to prepare to hang him, and promised very refreshing: "Good."

Luo Qingqi stood up and smiled brightly in the sun: "That's right, these walnuts will be handed over to Changyi, and the mother waits to eat, peel it off."

When Naran’s night came back, I saw such a scene when I entered the door.

The beautiful woman in white and white dress is lying on the chair in the courtyard, leisurely and gleaming with goose feather fan, next to the stone table with sour plum drink, watermelon, sweet fruit, grapes and other fruits, plum cake, almond cake also A lot of people eat while eating the book.

Next, a half-sized little man is busy.

Happy, holding a walnut pinch, licking twice, small hands quickly peeling, a moment is a complete snow white walnut meat baked. Just because the walnut juice was glued, the original white tender hands became dark and sweaty.

In front of a disk is already filled with peeled walnut meat, white woman from time to time to take a mouth into the mouth, eat sweet, and occasionally thiophene into the mouth of a small person: "Hey son also eat one, ah , really capable."

"Mother, Changyi peeled off eighty-seven, and it’s still a hundred and one hundred." Nalan Changyi said, rubbing his forehead with his hand, and suddenly there was another trace on his face. The face cat, but she is unaware.

It’s just dumbfounding, and Nalan’s night is shaking her head.

How did he go out for a long time, and his son became like this? I am afraid that he will come back later, and his son will not recognize it.

Yuan Xingyong, behind him, looked at it and was speechless.

The mother of other people’s family is always like a baby. At most, they need to practice reading. Only their family, Wang Hao, has never been soft on Xiao Shizi. Not only did he let him go from elementary school, every morning, but now he still uses child labor?

Xiao Shizi was only five years old. He actually let him do the rough work of this kind of person. If it is passed back to the ears of the nobles in the capital, he is afraid to be shocked.

"Green, you are this?"

When I heard the doubtful voice of Nalan's night, Nalan Changyi's eyes suddenly glowed, and her head was a big smile. The sweetness of Nalan's night was sweet: "Ah-------hey he is black!" The little hand, "Hey, look, Changyi will peel the walnuts. Oh, my mother taught me, the walnuts are delicious, and I also come to eat."

Two steps went over, Nalan night picked up his son distressed and complained: "Look at your hand, is it dirty? Not going to wash it..."

Luo Qingyi on the side gave him a knife and said: "Why, if you hurt your son, you will not feel bad about your wife?"

"How come, Qing Yan see what you said."

Nalan put down her son at night, patted his head, let Yuan Xing take him down to wash his hands, walked to Luo Qing's side and sat down, picking up a piece of cut watermelon and handing it to Luo Qing's lips: "Come. , Qing dynasty, serve you for the husband, taste this watermelon, it is sweet."

The two have been tired for three years, still not enough, Luo Qingying looked at Nalan's face, still let her heartbeat.

She deliberately pouted and looked like she was complaining: "Which service is, don't care, or how do you care about your son when you come in, don't you see someone caring for a wife?"

Nalan night passed over and kissed her on the cheek: "You want to talk about it? Didn’t you care enough last night, do you care about it now? It’s not enough for the husband, it’s boring for three years. No daughters let you play..."

When I got to her ear, Nalan’s voice became more and more low: “Would you like, we are going back to the house, care for you, and try to add a brother or sister to Changyi?”

The heartbeat is even worse. Luo Qingyi pushes Nalan’s night: “There is less coming. In the daytime, when you come back, you will talk nonsense. Yes, my son will follow you to study martial arts, and the strength is great~!”

I heard that Luo Qing opened the topic, and Nalan knew it at night.

I don’t want to tease her anymore. I simply acted directly. When I hugged her, I walked toward the inner court. I was shocked and screamed: "Nana night, what are you doing, let me go!"

"Look at you making a gray, clothes

Also dirty, take the bath for you, change clothes by the way. ”

"Let me down, I will go by myself..."

It is a pity that a manpower is small and struggles. However, Nalan’s heart is in the night, and she is resisting.

The two have been loving each other for many years, and they are not tired enough. Luo Qing’s struggle is only a low one in Nalan’s night, and it stops: “You call again, everyone has heard it.”

After hearing what, she did not blush, what is the old wife's old wife afraid?

When the temper came up, Luo Qingyi did not care, and ringed his neck. Sweetly, he sent a sentence: "If you wait for the service, you can go to the study room tonight~!"

"The package lady is satisfied."

......

After an hour, a comfortable and comfortable Luo Qing squatted on the chaise couch in the bedroom, enjoying the service of Nalan's night, and the comfortable eyes were picked up.

"Well, the left side, so comfortable... Nalan night, you are really good at this, you can go to Mengxianlou for art."

"Yes, are you willing to serve others?"

Luo Qing said: "Do you dare?"

"Don't dare, don't want, don't want to." The sound of a low-pitched voice rang in the ear: "For the sake of this life, only serve you, you are good,"?

Happy eyes couldn't open, Luo Qing blinked, grabbed Nalan's hand and slammed it: "Well, it's good, it really feels high, it seems that I left those Yan Yan, Sheng Shi prosperous, Chu Wang Adults can only have me as a woman, will they feel wronged?"

Looking up, she looked at Nalan Night meaningfully: "I heard that Nangong Qing’s business is, envy?"

In the past three years, the West Chudi Nangong Qing finally chose the election. Now, except for the Queen Su Yi, the former Yu Chi Pian Qing, Li Shuzhen, Wen Wei, Wu Feiyan and others have been promoted to four. I am pregnant and have been pregnant for three months.

A group of baboons who are new to the palace are said to have six people. They are the daughters of wealthy households selected by the people and the daughters of the officials of the counties and counties. They want to come to balance the power of local officials and to win over. It is an emperor, and it is never possible to have a wife with Su Yi.

Nalan’s night naturally understood the meaning of Luo Qingying, so he decided to go so far, and did not regret it.

Even if he has three thousand weak waters, he only takes a scoop of heart, and he can't stand the noise of other parties. He is tempted, and after being tired for so many years, he really doesn't want to. The simple and leisurely life at the moment is the most comfortable for him.

A gentle kiss has already explained what he meant. Nalan didn’t answer in the night, but Koluo’s already understood what he meant.

"Nan Gongyi has found you again. The letter sent to the dark night church has been 18, and you said, should you write back to him?"

Luo Qingqi slowly got up and leaned on Nalan’s night: "What do you say? As long as we reply, he will know it. Is it only after three years of sorrow, can you stop loneliness?"

Where is he unable to hold? Nalan night smiles.

He was watching Luo Qingyi doing nothing in the day, and occasionally he was worried about not being able to bear his daughter, so he wanted to do something for her earlier. He hasn't made up his mind yet. Her hands and feet are faster than her. The new words in the city have been popular last month. Isn't it from her hand?

It seems that this little woman is uncontrollable and wants to play something fresh.