Wei Lang Seducer's Handbook

Zheng Er trotted all the way, fearing that the servants would neglect him, he went to the stable to ask for a carriage, galloped all the way to the nearest medicine hall, and invited the doctor in the hall to come.

Zheng Er followed the doctor into the back room, and immediately smelled a strong smell of sex, and then saw the messy clothes on the bed, which seemed to be the lady who was dressed in a hurry, and immediately did not dare to look directly at Lord Hou.

Since the lady was in a coma, Zheng Er helped the doctor to expose the lady's wrist.

The doctor held it carefully, but stopped after a while.

Hou Ye stared at the doctor's diagnostic hand, and immediately asked, "How is it?"

The doctor got up and saluted first: "This—madam is fine, but the fetus is a little unstable."

This is also the first time for the doctor to see this powerful General Hou Ye. Sweat dripped from his brow in the winter, and he thought about how to say it more euphemistically: "Hou Ye, after all, you have a fetus, it is best to travel less in the first three months." I can't bear the intercourse, and I should be more careful, I think there are already signs of miscarriage, if you want to save the child, you must not..."

The rest of the words, because of Master Hou's hot eyes, scared the doctor so much that he didn't dare to say any more.

Not to mention less sexual intercourse, this is obviously excessive indulgence. In addition, this lady has a shady physique, and it is already difficult to conceive, and the fetus that has been forced to toss is precarious.

"pregnant?"

Song Boming grabbed the doctor's collar: "Are you sure?"

Hou Ye had a fierce expression on his face, he was a head taller than the doctor, and the doctor was so frightened that his legs went limp.

"It's been three months. No, it's impossible to make a mistake. If you're worried, can you find a doctor to have a look?"

Song Boming was reminded, and immediately called Zheng Er.

"Zheng Er!"

Zheng Er was also stunned in shock, as if she had only realized what she heard, she rushed out the door immediately.

"Please repeat what you just said, briefly."

Song Boming's mind was in a mess, and he seemed to be unable to understand what the doctor said just now, and was basically in a state of shutdown.

Seeing that Master Hou's anger didn't seem to be directed at him, the doctor bravely said it quickly and simply.

Song Boming's face was gloomy: "Can the child survive?"

"There is a high probability that it can be saved, but there are signs of miscarriage, so be careful, don't do strenuous exercise, and pay attention to what you eat, but the fetus in this lady's womb is very delicate, and I'm afraid it can't be easily prescribed, so this is it. It has to depend on himself and luck, which is why I dare not say that he will be able to keep it."

"Okay, write down everything you want to tell me, and write it down clearly."

He really doesn't have enough brains at the moment, he is full of self-blame, guilt, sadness mixed with joy, etc. Don't look like he is speaking normally, but in fact he doesn't know what to do.

The doctor asked the doctor to write it down because he was afraid that he would miss something. He heard that the child was tossing like this because of him, and he only thought about how to save and how to make up for it. His sad heart ached.

But no matter how confused he was, he still didn't forget that the child, his mother, was lying on the bed with a pale face.

"Where's my wife? Are you physically impaired?"

"Master Hou, Cao Min just said that Mrs. Hou's health is poor, and it's not easy to conceive. After all this, having a child will do him harm but not any benefit. Pregnancy is a hell of a life, and it's not easy to conceive. Encountered with such difficult situations, the grassroots dare not pretend that they can give birth safely..."

Later, several doctors came one after another, all from different medicine halls. They discussed and observed together, cautiously and cautiously, and finally came to a unified result, which was almost the same as what the previous doctor said.

Since the doctors were wasted for almost a whole morning, Zheng Er asked Steward Feng for instructions, and they negotiated to seal a thick red envelope and go out.

Treating the rich and powerful is a double-edged sword, and the employer is a vicious general. Everyone is also shocked, and they are satisfied with the big profits.

The doctors left the room in a swarm, and Zheng Er also went out to see them off, leaving only Song Boming, who was only wearing a thin coat, sitting on the bedside, holding Brother Qing's hand, and holding the Rubbing on the side of the face.

"I only said that you are fat. I never dared to think that you were pregnant. We are really a pair of careless parents. We tormented the child and tossed you..."

As if feeling the sadness of his lover, Wei Ziqing on the bed frowned, and moved his head a little uneasy, but he still didn't wake up, still sleeping deeply.

Song Boming leaned against Brother Qing's chest through the quilt, and deep guilt occupied his heart.

What a jerk, killing two of his most important people.

Zheng Er guarded the door cautiously, exchanged glances with Butler Feng, and guarded the door tacitly.

There was the sound of rustling tiles on the roof, Zheng Er raised her head subconsciously, and looked at the sky through the eaves.

"It's snowing again?"

Strange, it only snowed for a few days in a row in half a month, why did it fall again.

Small white flakes from the sky fell straight to the ground, butler Feng reached out his hand to catch some with his sleeve, and took a closer look under his eyes: "It doesn't seem to be snowflakes, but ice flakes."

The "ice balls" in Feng Butler's mouth became bigger and bigger as they went down, crackling and smashing things that made a sound, each of them looked like stones, Feng Butler pulled Zheng Er back half a step.

Wei Wei opened her eyes wide, filled with fear, "It's hail—"

There were a lot of high and low exclamations in the distance, and the entire palace—it should be said that the entire capital city was in chaos, and it was too late to get out of the way, and the people who were exposed outside were all smashed and screamed in pain.

The hailstones fell harder and harder, falling to the ground faster and faster, and there was the faint sound of houses collapsing.

Zheng Er was startled: "Which house has collapsed, I'll go and have a look."

Butler Feng grabbed the arm of Zheng Er, who was rushing out recklessly: "Don't die, the house can be pierced with holes, and you want to poke holes all over your body?"

Zheng Er looked at Butler Feng, who was startled by him and grabbed him in panic, and felt a little stupid in embarrassment: "Then what should I do."

"Wait, if you don't play for too long, nothing will happen; if you play for too long, you won't be able to deal with what happens."

Zheng Er nodded half-understood, and followed Steward Feng's gaze towards the violent hailstones.

Steward Feng silently withdrew the hand holding Zheng Er, as if he had taken half a step forward, blocking most of Zheng Er's body.

The hailstones hit for less than half an hour, and during the period, they were not so violent all the time, and sometimes they came and went, but coupled with the mixed rain and storm, the roar was really scary.

Butler Feng and Zheng Er went in to report to the main house, they couldn't stand it anymore, the gust of wind could no longer be blocked under the eaves, so they went to wait in another side room next to the corridor.

As soon as the hailstorm stopped, the wind stopped blowing as if it had been discussed, and even the sun came out. For a while, except for the wet ground and the remaining shards of ice, it seemed that nothing had happened.

However, Butler Feng knew that it was not that simple. Sure enough, the palace sent people to the mansion to spread the word that the adults of all the mansions should rush into the palace to discuss how to relieve the disaster.

When Steward Feng told Master Hou, he was afraid that Master Hou would not be in the mood to be scruples.

Sure enough, Lord Hou's complexion was not very good, he got up after being silent for a while, put on his court clothes, and followed his father-in-law into the palace.

Before leaving, he asked Steward Feng and Zheng Er to keep at least one of them guarding his wife, and wait for her to wake up and tell her that he will be back soon.

Lord Hou just entered the palace, probably before reaching the palace, Madam woke up, but he was so weak that he couldn't even speak a word.

Zheng Er knew what Madam wanted to know, and thoughtfully recounted the whereabouts of Lord Hou and the doctor's words, but concealed what the doctor said about the fetus being bad, and only revealed that the fetus was a little unstable. .

The madam seemed too late to get excited, she waved her hand and said she was still sleepy, then fell asleep again, and would not wake up until evening, but her complexion was much better than when she woke up for the first time, she seemed to be fully awake.

Zheng Er was afraid that his wife would ask about his child, so he deliberately diverted the topic elsewhere.

"Ma'am, have you ever seen hailstones?"

Wei Ziqing shook his head, obviously curious about this too.

"I've only heard that the bigger ones can break the tiles of the eaves and knock people unconscious."

"Madam is really knowledgeable. It doesn't snow in our house, so I haven't even heard of hailstones. If Steward Feng didn't grab me today, I would have been smashed to death."

"No snow? Are you from the south?"

"Well, but I have been floating outside since I was very young. Ma'am, let me tell you something about Xuzhou..."

Zheng Er searched her guts and even made up a lot of new things, but she was still brought back to the original place by her wife.

"Did you say that the child is not good? Is it serious?"

Zheng Er was at a loss for words for a while, he hesitated and refused to speak clearly.

Wei Ziqing didn't know well, and when he saw this, he chased after him even more. Zheng Er never hid the truth from his master, and told the truth without hesitation.

"So serious?"

Wei Ziqing subconsciously covered his stomach, the bulge in the lower abdomen was not obvious, it was ridiculous that he thought it was fat, he squeezed and kneaded all day, thinking about how to lose weight.

How much I wanted to be thin when I touched it in the past, but now I am so light with my hands, for fear that this piece of meat will suddenly fall off.

"How can you keep it?"

"The doctor said that you can't use medicine, and left some instructions on a piece of paper, paper? It seems that Master Hou took it away."

Wei Ziqing suddenly became a little nervous: "He—what's the reaction?"

Mentioning this, Zheng Er dared to say: "Master Hou grabbed the doctor's collar and frightened the little old man until his legs went limp."

Zheng Er imitated the man's low tone: "Are you sure?"

Then he snickered and said, "Master Hou stood there nervously and stupidly, he forgot to put on his clothes, and later let us all go out to guard you for a long time, he must be very happy."

Wei Ziqing smiled sweetly, and said duplicity: "He just wanted a child, and now his wish has been granted."

Zheng Er remembered what happened before, and asked cautiously: "I thought you didn't want, you didn't want a child..."

Seemingly feeling that it was a bit treasonous to ask this question, Zheng Er said the second half of the sentence in a very low voice.

Wei Ziqing was stunned and said, "No? Where does this start from?"

He didn't want it before, but after he came to Beijing with him, maybe after getting along with him for a long time, he felt at ease, and felt that it would be okay to have one. Now that he knows that he has one, he is a little unexpectedly happy.

"Before the imperial physician said, aren't you pregnant? You didn't let me tell Master Hou, I thought... I must be thinking too much."

Wei Ziqing laughed: "What are you thinking in your heart, is it possible that I still play tricks with your master?"

Zheng Er hurriedly shook his head, he knows how much love the Lord Hou and his wife are, but it is definitely not fake, it is true love!

Afraid that Zheng Er would think about something else, she was pregnant anyway, Wei Ziqing said generously: "If you take my prescription, you can't get pregnant, so I thought it must be a misdiagnosis, I don't want Lord Hou to know It’s just a joy in vain.”

"Then why don't you just tell Master Hou that you can't get pregnant for the time being?"

Wei Ziqing was also a little confused: "Probably because he was afraid that he would think I was selfish? For the sake of my own body, I didn't help him have a child. I probably forgot it later."

At first, Zheng Er thought that he had broken his wife's secret, and was uneasy for a long time, but now that he knew it was his imagination, he was much more relaxed, and the two masters and servants started talking and laughing again.

Song Boming didn't come back that night, so he just sent someone to patrol the streets overnight, telling Wei Zi to sleep early and not to move around.

Although Wei Ziqing was worried about the biting cold wind outside, the small ones made him more nervous than the big ones.

This is really his first experience in the stomach, although it is novel and a little scary, but more exciting.

Without anyone telling him, he has already regarded himself as fragile ceramics, and he refuses to move on the bed (usually not...), he does not eat heavy oil and spicy food, and only drinks the lightest soup and porridge, with meat and vegetables , for fear that his nutrition would not be able to keep up, he also told Zheng Er to tell Butler Feng to keep an eye on the kitchen for the purchases, so that no mistakes could be made.

Wei Ziqing's arrangements were so tight and orderly that the persuasion prepared by Zheng Er and Steward Feng was useless. Good guy, the parties involved are much more meticulous and cautious than them. They couldn't get in the way and simply kept silent Just do it.

Although Song Boming was not by his side, and he slept for a long time during the day, but after all his body was in need of sleep, and there was a special little life with him. Wei Ziqing slept very peacefully, and slept until dawn .

It was rare for him to wake up so early, when the sun was rising outside, Wei Ziqing saw that the side was still empty, knowing that Song Poming hadn't returned all night, so he thought about it in his heart, and called Zheng Er to ask him to find out when Song Boming would come back .

Unexpectedly, Zheng Er told him that Lord Hou would return home at midnight.

"I was afraid to disturb your rest, so I rested in the study."

"Then let him sleep and wait for him to wake up—is the kitchen ready for breakfast?"

"It's already ready, it's hot on the stove."

"Well, tell them not to make deep-fried dough sticks in the future. I heard that there are bad things in them. If you eat them, you will become stupid. Don't put pickles on my side, they are not fresh..."

Zheng Er struggled to memorize, for fear of missing something, but he hated that he couldn't write. If Steward Feng was around, he would definitely write down a few strokes.

"By the way, where are Axiu and Xiaosi? There was hailstorm yesterday, and the school is still in session?"

"I asked about it, and it was said that the class was suspended, but the school organized students to go to the street to provide disaster relief. The people in our house went out to look for it, but they couldn't find it. They are still looking for it now."

"Is there a serious disaster outside?"

"I heard from people who went out to purchase that many houses collapsed because they were not strong, and some were injured by houses and hailstones. The gust of wind yesterday was also evil, and a lot of debris was rolled up, which also hurt people."

Wei Ziqing nodded: "The two of them are older children, they have a sense of propriety. A lot of things were destroyed in our house yesterday, and we don't have many people. Let's call everyone back."

He rubbed his stomach again and said, "Take 300 taels of silver and hand them over to various medicine halls to offset those who can't pay."

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