Become a prince's little ancestor

After Hua Yiyou finished taking the medicine, she lay on the bed, feeling that her back did not hurt so much, and she felt cool and comfortable.

"Yao Lao's medicine is so good, I don't feel much pain now."

Outside the door, Leng Jilin heard Hua Yiyou's words, and couldn't wait any longer, so he pushed the door open and entered.

"Get out." Yao Lao had something to say to Hua Yi, and then drove him out.

"Yiyou, tell Yao Lao what you like about Leng Jilin."

"He is very nice. Although he has a bad temper sometimes, he dotes on me very much, and he is also good-looking." Hua Yiyou blushed as she spoke.

"Haha, this kid Jilin, I grew up with him, and I have never seen him feel sorry for anyone."

Hearing that Yao always watched Jilin grow up, Hua Yiyou got interested and asked, "What was Jilin like when he was young?"

"His mother left him shortly after handing him over to me, so he didn't like to talk since he was a child, and he practiced martial arts every day."

"At the age of 16, he was sent to the border to guard the border. After a few battles, he only showed an excited expression when killing people, and most of the rest of the time he was stern and silent."

"Then what's going on with him beating his wife." Hua Yiyou interjected.

"It's not the emperor's old man. He did it on purpose. Anyway, Ji Lin doesn't like it, so he doesn't pursue it."

"That's it, Yao Lao, it's about the prince's mother and concubine."

"Hey..." Yao Lao recalled his beloved disciple, who was murdered to death just like that, but he was helpless. He didn't know who the enemy was for so many years, he sighed, and didn't continue.

Hua Yiyou didn't ask any more questions, he knew that he had asked the wrong question, which caused Yao Lao to show such a sad expression.

"Yiyou, although Jilin is usually a little fierce, but I can see that he cares about you." Yao Lao said the first time Leng Jilin knelt down to beg him and vomited blood, and this time the heartache was too much I told Hua Yiyou all about fainting.

"This fool, don't blame him." Hua Yiyou felt a little distressed.

"Heal well and get well soon, so that he can rest assured."

Hua Yiyou nodded.

"Take a good rest, and I'll tell you about Jilin later, and sleep a little longer while it doesn't hurt now."

"Good old medicine."

"Come in." Yao Lao knew that Leng Jilin was outside the door and did not leave.

"Why does it still hurt?" Leng Jilin came in and ran towards Hua Yiyou.

Yao Lao saw that they were so greasy and it was not easy to stay, so he went out and closed the door gently.

"Why didn't you tell me about your passing out?"

"What's there to say."

Hua Yiyou's tears rolled in her eyes, this man is real.

"What's the matter, is the wound hurting again?" Leng Jilin was at a loss: "I'll call Yao Lao to come back."

"You stupid."

Leng Jilin was a little puzzled, what's the matter, he was about to cry for a while, and cursed for a while.

"You fainted, and you still haven't told me. If Yao Lao hadn't told me, I wouldn't even know."

"And the last time you vomited blood, you didn't tell me, are you a body made of iron?"

"It's not a big deal." Leng Jilin felt relieved, it wasn't just the wound that hurt.

"Then what is a big deal? Let Yao Lao take a look at it later!"

"No, you see I'm fine now."

"If you don't go, don't go to my bed." Hua Yiyou angrily turned her head away from looking at Leng Jilin.