Quick Wear: Is the Lord God showing double standards again today?

Chapter 338 The Sickly Beauty's Rough Husband 7

"Don't tease me, mother." Nan Feng closed the book helplessly. It seemed that he would not be able to finish reading it in a short time.

The woman at the door walked gracefully, her hair neatly combed, with only a simple yet delicate jade hairpin in her hair. She was wearing a moon-white brocade dress that swayed gently with her steps. Her steps were steady, her back straight, and she looked like a martial artist.

Unlike ordinary women, she is more graceful and heroic, giving people a very refreshing feeling.

"Is mother teasing you, or the first thing you did when you woke up was not to look for mother and father, but to find a stranger and bring him home. Not only did you bring him home, but you even wanted to marry him?" Madam Nan came over with a hint of reprimand in her tone, but overall she accepted it well and didn't show any displeasure.

"Aniang——" Nanfeng leaned on the pillow and stretched out the ending sound

"Seriously?" Madam Nan patted Nan Feng's forehead gently.

"Seriously," Nan Feng rubbed his red forehead.

Madam Nan took a look at Nan Feng's physical condition and felt relieved. "Since you are serious, don't let me down. The Nan family does not tolerate playboys. Even if you are weak, you must be careful of the family rules. Do you understand?"

"understood"

"You only know how to act first and report later, in such a hurry. Where can I go to test your horoscope? It will take several days to send a letter to the Imperial Observatory. Don't let people think that our family does not value him and neglects him. How rude." Madam Nan glanced at Nan Feng coquettishly, but she was more concerned about him.

"Then find a local fortune teller to look at it." Find those old guys from the Imperial Astronomical Observatory. It is estimated that the eight characters and the fortune teller can be written as a bad luck in your life. They can't see him as good. In this way, Master Nan will never have to return to Shoucheng in this life.

Mrs. Nan was thinking about the feasibility of this matter. "Will Xiao Meng think that our family is too hasty?"

"Why don't you wait for him to come back and ask him?" Nan Feng unconsciously rubbed the corner of the book, and then spread it out and played with it happily.

"Yes, I still need to seek Xiao Meng's opinion. The wedding should be a grand one. By the way, what is Xiao Meng's family background? Should I contact his family? It would not be auspicious if no one from his family comes to the wedding." Mrs. Nan was impatient and stood up to find someone.

Nan Feng had no choice but to stop the person and said, "Mother, his family is special and his relationship with the family is average, so there is no need to call him. It will make him upset and his wedding will be unhappy."

After all, with those blood-sucking relatives, no one can be too comfortable.

"Could his family be as complicated as the intrigues in the inner city?" Madam Nan had never been used to living in the capital. She was too lazy to deal with the scheming of those noble ladies.

Nan Feng thought about the introduction of the original plot which was not described in much detail, and sincerely commented that it was "even worse than that"

Mrs. Nan:? ?

She stroked her chin and fell into deep thought. Just when the south wind stopped because of her

Madam Nan slammed the edge of the couch and said, "Then tie them up and bring them to your wedding. That way they won't do anything tricky!"

Nan Feng's forehead was covered with a few black lines. He felt the bed beneath him shake when it was slapped. He was really afraid that his bed would break. "Mother, what will others think of Ah Huai if they see you like this?"

Madam Nan shook her reddened palms. "You think neither the etiquette nor the military tactics work, and yet you really leave Little Meng all alone?"

"Of course not." In this age where rumors can kill people, he certainly didn't want him and Ahuai to endure unnecessary dirty words.

"Has your little head got an idea?" Mrs. Nan knew that her sickly son was full of clever ideas.

“We’ll just…”

Madam Nan was stunned by what she heard, and then she disagreed. "You can't let anyone know that you're dying. I don't agree. You know that this is a knot between your father and me, yet you're still stabbing it in the back and cursing yourself. Our Feng'er should be safe every year!"

"Okay, okay, mother, how about you decide how to convey it?" Nanfeng did not argue.

"That's more like it, but is it worth it? Feng'er, have you ever thought about your reputation? If no one dares to approach you in the future..." Madam Nan still felt that this method was too extreme.

"It's okay. I've been lying down for so many years. I can't hear the gossip outside anyway. Besides, isn't it better if no one approaches me? That way my husband won't get angry because someone approaches me. I couldn't ask for more." Nan Feng shook his head indifferently.

"Forget it, just make your own decision. Take good care of your body and don't do it on your wedding night..." Madam Nan smiled teasingly.

"Auntie!"

"I'm saying that you don't need your husband to take care of you when you get sick. What are you thinking about, Feng'er, with such a red face?" Mrs. Nan was amused and bent down to carefully examine Nan Feng's red cheeks.

"I'm not, mother, I'm tired." Nanfeng got into the quilt and wrapped himself like a silkworm pupa.

It was rare for Madam Nan to see her son so lively. She felt that this little Meng was extraordinary and must be the destined person for her son.

Otherwise, how could someone who slept more and woke up less in the past few days become so energetic in such a short time?

"Okay, when you have time, mother hopes you can bring Xiao Meng to have a meal with mom and dad, so that the whole family can be together. Take good care of your health so that Xiao Meng won't have to worry about you." Madam Nan gave a few instructions and left.

Not long after, Sisi came in with the medicine. "Master, it's time to take the medicine~"

Nan Feng's face had returned to calm. He smelled the bitter smell in the air and suddenly thought of a sentence.

"Da Lang, it's time to take medicine~"

"No," Nanfeng turned his back to Sisi.

Sisi didn't dare to go forward and pull her young master away. She was in a dilemma holding the medicine. If the medicine got cold, it would be ineffective. It would be useless to heat it up again. She could only pour it out.

A pair of calloused hands took the medicine bowl from his hand.

Sisi was surprised to see the familiar face and was about to speak when someone signaled her to be silent.

Sisi nodded, glanced at Nanfeng's stubborn back and smiled, then quietly went out and closed the door.

Nan Feng listened for a long time but didn't hear Sisi's chatter. He breathed a sigh of relief thinking he had escaped a disaster. Just as he was about to take his hands out to cool them down, he was restrained the next second.

He knew who was holding the quilt without even looking at it. "A Huai..."

"Young Master, why don't you take your medicine?" Meng Junhuai's somewhat hoarse voice reached Nanfeng's ears.

"It's bitter and astringent, and it's useless after all these years. It's obvious that this is a prescription prescribed by a quack doctor!" Nanfeng turned around and complained coquettishly.

"Good medicine tastes bitter, Nannan is obedient." Meng Junhuai tested the temperature of the bowl with the back of his hand.

If the temperature is okay, stir it with a spoon and feed it to the south wind.

Nanfeng turned his head away and refused to drink, still a stubborn young master.

I have to be coaxed to take medicine. I don't know how I have been able to drink the medicine all these years.

"Nannan, be good. If you drink, I'll give you candy. How about that?" Meng Junhuai coaxed her, his tone filled with tenderness and doting that he himself didn't even notice.

Nan Feng finally looked at Meng Junhuai, his eyes clearly showing where the sugar was.

Meng Junhuai was so amused by his behavior that he said, "You can see me right after drinking."

Nan Feng pouted and could only open his mouth obediently

"what--"

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Today's Nan·Little Friend·Nan, don't forget Nan Nan is still underage, she's just a 'child', what's wrong with needing to be coaxed? ?(???)? Elegant

My dears, the book has been sanctioned. I have to revise it in the next few days. I won’t update it for now. I don’t know when it will be released.