Chapter 242 I'm a little annoyed with him
An Dehai thought he was dead, but when he regained consciousness, he found that his mouth tasted extremely bitter.
"It moved! It moved! He moved! Aunt Nuan, come and see!"
When he opened his eyes with all his might, he saw Xiao Xuanting looking at him with surprise and joy, holding a bowl of medicine in his hand.
He was slightly dazed, but the next second he gripped Xuan Ting's arm tightly: "My will, Your Highness, I gave all of my wills to Nineteen. You must read them!"
Xuan Ting frowned: "What do you mean by will or not? Aunt Nuan just forced the poison out of you, you'll be fine!"
An Dehai stared at Xuan Ting for a while, then suddenly looked away: "So it was just another dream."
"Aunt Nuan, did he hurt his brain?" Xuan Ting's brows furrowed tightly.
Jiang Nuanzhi withdrew her hand from taking his pulse, then patted Xiao Xuanting's head and comforted him, "Don't worry, his life is not in danger. It's fortunate that we came early this time; if we had come a day later, even a Great Immortal would have had a hard time saving him. Now, as long as the poison is cleared out, he will be fine. It's just that his body is too weak and he needs to recuperate for a while."
"Don't worry, go get Aunt Nuan a handkerchief."
Xuan Ting immediately nodded obediently: "Okay, I'll go right away."
"You...you...how dare you order us around? Our master! Do you even know who our master is?" Nineteen watched from the side, staring at Jiang Nuanzhi in shock.
Jiang Nuanzhi raised an eyebrow: "Who?"
“Our master, he…”
"Nineteen!" Xuan Ting frowned: "You are not allowed to be so disrespectful to Aunt Nuan. Aunt Nuan, don't pay attention to him, I'll go."
"Master, please wait while I go down."
After everyone left, Xuan Ting pitifully counted on his fingers, not daring to look at Jiang Nuanzhi: "Aunt Nuan, I'm sorry. I... I've been hiding some things from you. I can't tell you now, but I'll definitely explain it to you later."
He had agreed with his master to protect Aunt Nuan. Knowing his identity would bring absolutely no benefit to Aunt Nuan and the others.
Jiang Nuanzhi just smiled and patted Xuan Ting's head: "Okay."
Who doesn't have secrets? Everyone in this world has their own secrets. She has nothing to be angry about. Besides, the child probably doesn't know that he's not actually hiding it very well. At least, apart from Baozhu and Xiao Er, everyone else in the family is just pretending not to know.
"You unruly commoner! Take your hand off His Highness's head!"
Just then, An Dehai seemed to come back to his senses, staring intently at the hand that Jiang Nuanzhi had placed on Xiao Xuanting's head.
"You actually dare to order His Highness around! This is an unforgivable crime! How dare you! You are truly audacious!"
"An Dehai, what are you saying?!"
Xuan Ting's face turned bright red: "You can't do that! It's disrespectful to Aunt Nuan! You, you, you! You should rest!"
"Your Highness, I left you a will. Even with my last breath, I will help Your Highness punish these treacherous people!"
Jiang Nuanzhi glanced at An Dehai's flushed face and raised an eyebrow: "You look so energetic, I think you're much better."
As she spoke, she pushed the stack of suicide notes toward An Dehai's side: "I suppose you won't need these suicide notes anymore. You put a lot of thought into writing them, they're so thick."
After saying that, she patted Xuan Ting on the shoulder: "Xuan Ting, Aunt Nuan is not angry. He is still very good to you."
After saying that, he pinched Xuan Ting's cheek in front of An Dehai and gave a provocative smile.
An Dehai's eyes widened in shock: "You! You! This is utterly outrageous!"
Jiang Nuanzhi crossed her arms and said, "Go ahead and get angry. If you get so angry you faint, I'll treat you again."
If it weren't for Xiao Xuanting's sake, she wouldn't have tolerated his bad habit.
Xiao Xuanting's face turned red after Jiang Nuanzhi pinched it. However, seeing the tense atmosphere between the two, he couldn't help but furrow his brows.
At that moment, the old man walked in with his hands on his hips, carrying a wooden stick in his hand. He frowned and said, "Anuan, are you hungry? How much longer are you going to look after this sissy?"
The moment An Dehai saw the old man, his eyes widened, and he immediately propped himself up, wanting to kneel and pay his respects: "National Preceptor! You are really here!"
The old man was furious when he saw him: "What national advisor? You can't even speak properly! A grown man acting like a woman, all sickly and weak. You don't look like a good person at all."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Jiang Nuanzhi, a smile playing on his lips, and punched her shoulder lightly: "Nuanzhi, are you tired?"
Xiao Er and I have already cleaned the pot and started the fire for you, and we've also caught the fish. Shall we cook something?
"Xiao Er also wants a spare rib. You know, the child is currently taking care of his health, so adding a spare rib is only right, isn't it?"
Jiang Nuanzhi chuckled: "Does the waiter want to eat it, or do you want to eat it?"
The old man immediately puffed out his chest and said confidently, "Of course it's Xiao Er."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "Okay, but you have to wash the dishes today."
Li Rong was out, and Ping'er wasn't home either, so Jiang Nuanzhi really didn't want to do the dishes. The two children they'd bought hadn't arrived yet. The others were either injured or too young; the only ones he could really rely on were the old man.
The old man reluctantly replied, "Okay, okay, I'll do it."
"Aunt Nuan, let me do the dishes today!" Xuan Ting immediately volunteered, having caused the family some trouble today. Aunt Nuan didn't have much money to begin with, and now that there was another person to feed, it was already quite a burden for her. He was looking for something to do!
An Dehai stared at them in shock, his gaze shifting from the Grand Preceptor's hand massaging Jiang Nuanzhi's back to Xuan Ting's hand reaching for Jiang Nuanzhi. Finally, meeting Jiang Nuanzhi's teasing eyes, he felt a surge of blood rush to his head, and coughed up another mouthful of blood. He fainted.
Jiang Nuanzhi raised an eyebrow, stepped forward to take the pulse again, and nodded: "Hmm, the blood clots have come out, that's good."
Xuan Ting looked anxious and worried, but he froze after hearing Jiang Nuanzhi's words. Then, he turned his head to look at her blankly: "Aunt Nuan, so you deliberately made him vomit blood?"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "...No, it's not that. It's just that I also feel a bit annoyed with him."
"Speak," Jiang Nuanzhi said, laughing at Xuan Ting's dazed expression. "Just kidding. Don't worry, I'll brew him another dose of medicine. He'll wake up soon. I'll go cook for you all. You take good care of him."
Just as they were talking, before Jiang Nuanzhi could even leave the house, she saw the waiter rushing in in a panic.
"Anuan, outside... that... that stupid brother Sanqi, he's here again! He's covered in blood, you'd better go check on him!"
An Dehai: It's a dream, it must be a dream.
(End of this chapter)
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