It was three days later when the two returned home.

Busy, but energetic.

Su Ci smiled. She found that she still liked Yang Yanzong more when he was full of vigor and vitality, even though this guy had a bad temper and was sometimes very annoying.

I went to Hongrui Hall to visit Yang Chongying first, but Yang Chongying had already fallen asleep. On the first night when Yang Yanzong had a high fever, Yang Chongying also had a fever, but fortunately the temperature was not high. Su Ci went to see him herself and told him after he woke up the next day.

Since Yang Chongying was already asleep, Su Ci did not go in. The two of them called Mou An, who was on duty, over and asked him about it carefully. They learned that Yang Chongying was still in good condition. Although he had a fever intermittently in the past few days, his body temperature had gradually returned to normal.

It is a good thing if you can get through the first postoperative stage safely.

The two men felt relieved, gave a few more instructions, and then went back to the main courtyard to rest.

After washing thoroughly, all the tiredness disappeared. Su Ci urged Yang Yanzong to drink the medicine: "Hurry up, drink this medicine."

He has been taking pills because he has been feeling uncomfortable in the palace these days.

Yang Yanzong's physical condition has actually recovered. In the past, he could have gone to the battlefield in this condition.

But he had no choice but to accept his wife's request and drank the bowl in one gulp.

He still wanted to pester her. They had just taken a shower together, and it was inevitable that they would get excited while showering. However, Su Ci was not happy about it. As soon as he came out and drank the medicine, he pestered her.

But it was quickly pushed away by Su Ci.

She rolled her eyes in annoyance: "What are you dreaming of? I can tell you that there is no hope in the next half month!"

Yang Yanzong had been ill on and off for more than a month. In addition to being too tired, another important reason was the recurrence of an old injury.

You've been enduring this for so long, you should at least take some good care of yourself, okay? The medicine I just drank is a prescription for recuperation, and you have to maintain your vitality during the recuperation period.

It was like a bolt from the blue, "What?!"

Yang Yanzong looked up at her, and she patted his cheek in amusement, "That's what you meant. Be good, did you hear it?"

Su Ci got out of bed and took the bottle of medicinal wine. Yang Yanzong, who was devastated, lay on his back on the bed. Su Ci chuckled and patted his arm: "Hey, turn over quickly."

He pretended to be dead and did not move. Finally, Su Ci pushed his upper body over and stripped off his shirt.

He poured medicinal wine into both hands, rubbed it with his palms to warm it, then pressed it on the largest old scar on Yang Yanzong's shoulder and rubbed it hard!

This is the tiger bone wine she made specially for him, it's a recipe passed down from her grandfather, but it's of little use in modern times now, the main ingredient is gone. But back here, in some places there's still a tiger infestation, so it's of great use again.

It's true, Yang Yanzong was feeling a little sluggish at first, but after being rhythmically massaged by Su Ci's palm for a while, his back shoulder gradually became warm. The heat seeped into his muscles, and the dull pain remaining in the bone joints was dispelled. He hummed twice in comfort.

"Harder! Yes, here, um~"

Su Ci put in real effort in kneading and pressing, which immediately made Yang Yanzong's thoughts disappear. He couldn't help but instruct Su Ci on the location and strength of the kneading. Su Ci laughed while kneading, and his moans and hums sounded like she was doing something, haha.

In the end, both of them were sweating. Su Ci was hot because this massage was really strenuous, and Yang Yanzong was sweating all over his head, face and body. His bones and skin were burning hot, and he felt like a cooked shrimp. He was panting and looked back at her. She smiled, touched the sweat on her forehead with her wrist, and asked him, "Are you comfortable?"

"Um!"

Very comfortable.

Not only the body, but also the mind.

He fell asleep somehow, his whole body was burning hot, and it felt more comfortable than after soaking in hot spring water. He just remembered her using a large towel to wipe his sweat, first his face and the roots of his hair, then his chest, abdomen and back. As she wiped, he fell asleep.

When he woke up, the morning light was dim. He heard the chirping of autumn insects and the hazy light of the sky was cast on the thick window screen in the east.

When he woke up, she was snuggling up to him and sleeping soundly. They both changed into clean pajamas. His black hair was spread out on the soft pillow, and his scalp felt relaxed.

——When autumn and winter came, she didn’t mind how hot he was and loved to sleep with him in her arms.

But when summer comes, this girl usually turns hostile to people, pushing and kicking them with a look of disgust on her face.

“That’s bad.”

He scolded her softly, but his hands seemed to have consciousness and held the person in his arms tightly.

He raised his body slightly, and then, taking in the dim light from the sky, he stroked her face with his hands, carefully looking at her face, and traced her outline bit by bit with his fingertips.

He didn't know how to describe his love for her, but she was like a piece of flesh growing on the tip of his heart, which could not be cut off or separated.

He let out a long breath, he was unwilling to accept it!

When love is deep, it is human instinct to desire a response, and Yang Yanzong's personality makes him even more persistent. His desire to love her deeply has already penetrated into his bones.

That day, Su Ci cried and asked, "Please don't force her, okay?" He was flustered and just said, "Okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry."

He understood, and gradually understood what she was thinking. He knew that she did not forget him at all in her heart, and she was willing to live and die with him.

Yang Yanzong did not forget his promise.

But after calming down over the past few days, I still feel unwilling to give in!

He didn't tell her these words, because he had promised her and he didn't forget it, but whenever he thought of it, he felt uncomfortable.

He desperately wanted to do something to allay her worries, to make her stop being afraid and feel safe. He wanted her to love him, but he also wanted her to live a happier and more open-hearted life.

Instead of being confused and refusing to get involved.

But he thought about it, he had no idea. After the heart-to-heart talk, he treated her with more caution, he was afraid to use force, he kept flattering her, not daring to use force, he kept going around in circles. Even though he was an extraordinary martial arts master and had great wisdom, he could not come up with a solution no matter how hard he racked his brains.

It was light outside, he frowned slightly and put his face against her cheek.

He thought about it over and over again, but still couldn't find a solution.

But he suddenly remembered another thing. Yang Yanzong immediately sat up straight, put Su Ci back into the bed gently, got out of bed, walked a few steps to Su Ci's dressing table, and opened the small drawer at the bottom of the dressing table.

——The damn plum blossom hairpin was lying quietly in a small velvet-padded compartment at the innermost part.

snort!

What if Yang Yanzong didn't know what to do with Su Ci? As for how to treat Ji Chengtan, that is another extreme.

He was so angry that he wanted to kill this man!

It’s okay for Su Ci. She did tell him about it and confessed to him before they got married, so he accepted it.

But Ji Chengtan, huh! The fact that he had dated Su Ci'er before marriage was enough to make him feel uncomfortable. What was even more outrageous was that this guy was actually obsessed with his wife. After marriage, he even tried every means to meet Su Ci and gave her a token of love in front of him. He looked so reluctant to part with her.

Yang Yanzong was so furious!

To be honest, if Ji Chengtan was not Ji Yuanhao's younger brother, the interests involved would be too deep. It can even be said that if Ji Yuanhao paid a little less attention to Ji Chengtan, Yang Yanzong would really find a way to kill him!

How dare he think about his wife? He wants to die! !

When he thought of this, his face became gloomy. He snorted coldly, took out the hairpin and held it in his hand.

Glancing down, I saw the beautifully polished plum blossom hairpin reflecting a soft halo in the hazy morning light.

The plum blossom on the hairpin is actually in the shape of a pair of lotus flowers.

Yang Yanzong was immediately filled with resentment and jealousy. He suddenly remembered that he and Su Ci didn't even have a token of love!

And think about it, in the past, Su Ci and that pretty boy named Ji had hugged and even kissed each other. She met him in her most innocent and beautiful years, and they smiled at each other. Young men and women held hands, played, sneaked out, and went on dates and played.

His heart immediately felt as if it had been dipped into a jar of aged vinegar, so sour that it made him grit his teeth.

Yang Yanzong broke the hairpin into two pieces with a snap. Screw the token of love!

He still didn't feel relieved. After having breakfast with Su Ci, he went to the outer study alone. Yang Yanzong directly ordered someone to light a brazier and throw the hairpin that had been broken into two pieces into the brazier!

Unexpectedly, just as he burned the damn hairpin, A Kang took out a long wooden box wrapped in silk from his arms and said, "Master, do you want to give this to the Madam?"

Well, the box and the hairpin are a set, and the lid of the box is carved in the style of a hairpin.

Ah Zhao, who had just watched his master throw something into the brazier, said: "..."

Yang Yanzong: “…”

Akang looked confused. What happened? He saw a beautiful hairpin on the ground that day. He didn't know Ji Chengtan and thought it was dropped by Su Ci, so he picked it up.

—But now, uh, something seems wrong.

Akang and Yang Yanzong stared at each other for a while, then they realized that the hairpin in their palms felt hot.

Yang Yanzong squinted at him for a moment, then said something cold and heartless: "Even the one in the brazier, take it to the porcelain kiln in the western suburbs and burn it into ashes for me."

"You, go to the training ground and run thirty laps before coming back!"

Akang: “…”

"……yes."

Akang went to pick up the firewood stick with a sad face. Azhao shook his head and was too lazy to look at him. What a stupid guy.

…

Su Ci followed Yang Yanzong outside for a few days. After returning, she spent another morning carefully changing Yang Chongying's medicine, observing the wound, adjusting the medicine, and withdrawing the acupuncture. In the process, she also introduced Zhang Xin and Mou An to some of the simplest surgical treatment methods involving minor internal injuries, mainly the abdominal cavity. She basically did not introduce the thoracic cavity because there were no conditions for this now, and even she did not have the skills to do so.

After finishing her morning work, she had some free time. Yang Yanzong had gone out. He was very busy now. He even sent someone to tell her that he couldn't come back to have lunch with her at noon, but he might be able to in the evening.

Su Ci smiled and said, "Tsk, who must have your company, this guy!"

She exercised happily for a while, but when it was almost time for lunch, she felt a little bored. She couldn't find Su Yan, so she was about to sneak back to her mother's house next door to have lunch with Chen, when, alas, a guest came.

It’s Ren.

Ren's pregnancy is now stable and her knee injury has long since healed. She is bored at home, so she waited for the men's affairs to settle down. After asking if Su Ci is also at home, she took a car to come over as a visit.

"Sister Ren, you're here!"

"Wow, be careful. How old are you?"

Ren's face was plump, her complexion ruddy, her smile wide, and her belly was noticeably bulging.

Su Ci didn't dare to touch it, but Ren saw that she was curious and took her hand and touched it, "More than five months."

When I found out I was pregnant, it was already more than three months, almost four months. Another month passed, and now it’s more than five months.

Arm in arm, the two of them walked slowly across the stone arch bridge and sat down in the pavilion beside the garden.

This pavilion is adjacent to the Chrysanthemum Garden and the Osmanthus Garden, and is specially used for flower viewing in autumn. When you open the row of large windows of the pavilion, you can smell the fragrance of golden osmanthus and see the garden full of colorful flowers.

"Your Qiu Garden is better than mine."

Ren patted her chest and sighed, "I have been feeling very nervous these past few days staying at home, but fortunately things outside have finally become clear."

Su Ci said, "Yes, yes, Sister Ren, you don't know how exciting it was that day in Shangyang Palace. General Xu was really an old Jiang Misin!"

Either don’t move, or move!

Super exciting.

Recalling the expressions of Empress Dowager Kun and Uncle Kun that day, she let out a few gloating laughs.

Just one word: awesome!

"Really?"

Ren also laughed a few times.

Of course it was refreshing. No one was born to like being punished to kneel, and Ren was no exception no matter how gentle and resolute she was.

Just watching Su Ci excitedly describing the events of the day, she listened with a smile, but couldn't help being a little absent-minded.

The little girl next to her, yes, even though she is already married, but I always feel that it would be more appropriate to describe her as a little girl.

She held her chin with one hand. The skin on her jaw and cheek was soft and smooth. Against the backdrop of the afternoon sun, it seemed covered with a layer of soft golden light, as white and beautiful as snow. Her bright eyebrows and eyes were like the sunshine, and there was a small dimple on her cheek, which was playful and cute. She did not show even the slightest sadness, and she was always so happy and moving.

But she can also ride a horse and whip it, and follow the men to witness the big events outside.

Her soul is as breathtakingly beautiful as her appearance.

No wonder Yang Yanzong, such a ruthless and cruel man, is willing to be with her alone...and no wonder Cheng Tan still misses her till now.

When Ren thought about this, he couldn't help but sigh deeply.

Some time ago, Ji Yuanhao gave her a list of names and asked her to examine the appearance and character of these ladies. He wanted to arrange a marriage for Ji Chengtan. Also, Ji Chengtan is not young anymore.

But this is difficult.

Thinking of things at home, Ren sighed in her heart, but she didn't mention it to Su Ci. There was no need to affect Su Ci's life. She collected her thoughts, just smiled slightly, and listened to Su Ci's cheerful description.

…

After spending an afternoon at Yang's house, when I returned home, Ji Yuanhao and Ji Chengtan started arguing about this matter again.

"This one is not good, and that one is not good either. So tell me, which one do you want to marry?"

Ji Yuanhao tried to persuade his brother, but his patience ran out. His brother refused to budge and said that he didn't want to get married yet. Ji Yuanhao said angrily, "How old are you? When I was your age, Zimu was already enlightened!"

He was so angry that he was about to die. His real brother was his father and his mother, and sometimes he even played the role of mother. No matter how much he tried to persuade him, it was useless. He was so angry that he threw the portrait scroll on the table!

Ji Chengtan lowered his head and said nothing.

Ji Yuanhao paced back and forth for a few steps. Seeing him like this, he opened his mouth to scold him again. Ren quickly brought him a cup of tea: "Don't be angry, talk nicely. Chengtan is a stubborn child sometimes, and it's useless to scold him."

When it comes to getting married, he has to marry someone he likes. This is a lifelong matter, and Ji Yuanhao cannot force a decision on Ji Chengtan regardless of his wishes.

Ji Yuanhao was puzzled. His brother was usually very obedient and basically followed his elder brother's orders. He changed his mind and said, "... Could it be that you are still thinking about Su Yan?"

Ji Yuanhao frowned. During the past two years of cooperation with Yang Yanzong, he had met Su Yan several times. To be honest, he was not interested in such women.

This is completely beyond his aesthetic view.

But...if his brother really liked her, well, the Su family is not very poor now, especially since Su Yan has a sister, Mrs. Yang. If, if his brother really wanted to marry her, Ji Yuanhao thought about it and thought that in the end, he would have to accept it with a pinch of his nose.

But just as Ji Yuanhao had this thought, Ji Chengtan was shocked: "No, no, brother, I'm not, I didn't!"

Ji Chengtan was speechless. He was the one who mentioned Su Yan. He stared at Ji Yuanhao with an expression that said, "Are you kidding me?" He shook his head and waved his hands, and said hurriedly, "No, no! Don't do it, brother. She and I have been separated for a long time! She, she is now with the third child of the Yang family!"

"Please don't do anything rash. I have already cut off contact with her. I haven't been in touch with her for a long time. Really!"

Ji Chengtan thought quickly and quickly found a "spouse" for Su Yan, trying to dispel his brother's terrible idea.

Ji Yuanhao looked at him suspiciously. Seeing this, he didn't want to think about Su Yan anymore. "Then tell me, what's wrong with you?!"

After finally dealing with Su Yan, Ji Chengtan heaved a sigh of relief and lowered his head again, "...I don't want to get married anyway!"

"I have something else to do, brother. Zimu called me, I'll go over first!"

He really couldn't stand his brother anymore, so he quickly made an excuse and turned around and ran away.

"Hello, hello!"

Ji Yuanhao was so mad at him that he cursed at him a few times, but the topic was temporarily dropped. After being angry for a while, he turned around and went back to the house.

Unable to drink the tea anymore, Ji Yuanhao frowned: "Tell me, since it's not Su Yan, then what is he doing for?"

Ren actually knew it very well, but she had promised Ji Chengtan to keep the secret. At that time, the young man, who was soaked and distraught, with scars all over his body and neck, knelt on the ground and begged her to keep the secret for him.

Ji Chengtan and Ji Yuanhao are eight years apart in age. Ji Chengtan's mother died when he was born, and Ji Yuanhao struggled to work hard. It can be said that Ji Chengtan was raised by Ren. Although they are uncle and sister-in-law, their relationship is actually no less than that of mother and son.

Ren couldn't bear to hear the child she raised crying and begging her so much, so she finally agreed.

At this moment, she hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Don't worry, he is only 22 this year, not too old, it's not too late to get engaged next year."

"In our family nowadays, we can choose any good girl we want."

"Don't force him."

"A forced melon is not sweet. Can I talk to him in detail some other day?"

In fact, for a person like Ji Yuanhao, he had a little doubt at this time, but his wife Ren's words dispelled this doubt. He didn't think about it any more, so he nodded and said, "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Ji Yuanhao held her hand and smiled, then looked at her bulging belly: "How is the baby these days?"

"He's fine, but he's a little more quiet than his two brothers."

"Wenjing is also good, he is a cautious boy..."

Ren smiled brightly but sighed deeply in her heart.

Afterwards, she found an opportunity to have a long talk with Ji Chengtan, and finally said earnestly: "Chengtan, sister-in-law knows that you are upset, but you must know that you will get married eventually."

Otherwise, it would not only bring trouble to myself, but also to her.

Turning his head to look at his elder sister-in-law's gentle and understanding eyes, his emotions surged. Ji Chengtan suddenly lowered his head, and tears welled up in his eyes.

He murmured, "I know, I know."

He didn't want to cause her even the slightest trouble.

Ji Chengtan said hoarsely: "Sister-in-law, give me another two years, no, one year, just one year! Okay?"

Ren looked at him pleadingly and finally gritted her teeth, "Okay, it's a deal, just one year!"

…

Of course, Su Ci didn't know what happened in the mansion of Marquis Rongyi.

But she soon found out that Yang Yanzong was jealous!

He doesn't eat secretly, he eats openly.

After holding it in for two days, Yang Yanzong couldn't hold it back any longer and began to question Ji Chengtan about the details of their previous relationship and whether they had met after marriage.

Su Ci had not seen Ji Chengtan much after marriage. The only time they met was when Feng Chuan came. She said honestly, "He saved my life, so I have to thank him."

After all, this isn't an obligation, right?

For her, this was the main point of their last meeting, and it had nothing to do with the plum blossom hairpin.

Yang Yanzong felt a little better, and then this guy started to say bad things about Ji Chengtan, calling him a pretty boy, irresponsible, daring to make random appointments even though he knew the two parties were not in harmony, cheating on the girl, irresponsible, and had no good intentions. Maybe he had some ulterior motives at the time!

Su Ci: “…”

Don't mention him all day long, brother.

Aren't you making a deeper impression on me?

I hadn't thought about Ji Chengtan at first, but you made me think about him more than once every day.

When Yang Yanzong whispered bad things about Ji Chengtan in her ear for the third time, she couldn't help but said, "I had forgotten it. If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have remembered it."

Yang Yanzong instantly looked constipated.

After that, he never mentioned Ji Chengtan in front of her again.

Su Ci smiled secretly.

I let you talk, so I won’t say anymore, haha.