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Chapter 23 Tenderness and sweetness (1)

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    Lin Xihan hesitated and said, "You mean the cause of Mrs. Zhuang's death?"

    "More than that, I want to know everything about Die'er since she was a child." Ling Zimo paused, "I will never let others have a chance to hurt her, even if it's just a chance!"

    Ling Zimo was busy for a few more days, and he didn't step into Xuyuan until the night of the ninth day of the ninth day.

    When it was almost midnight, there was still light in the room, Ling Zimo pushed the door and bolted it, then knocked lightly, and immediately heard the sound of light footsteps.  When he opened the door, he saw that it was Zi Hua who was on duty at night.

    When Zi Hua saw it was him, she was both surprised and happy, and hurriedly let him in, and said softly: "The prince is here, the princess waits very late every day, and she just fell asleep now!"

    Ling Zimo's heart warmed up: "Do you wait until late every day?"

    Just as Zi Hua was about to answer, there was a coughing sound from the inner room.

    Ling Zimo frowned: "Why are you still coughing?"

    Zi Hua lowered her voice and said: "A year ago it was already very good, but it got worse after coming back on New Year's Eve. Although it has gotten better in the past few days, it is difficult to completely recover."

    "Have you ever asked the doctor to see it?"

    Zi Hua reported: "I've seen it. The doctor said that drinking alcohol after being ill also consumes a lot of energy. The undispelled cold stagnates in the chest, and it is difficult to recover for a while. It can only be recuperated slowly."

    After hearing this, Ling Zimo was silent, and said after a long while: "I will rest here tonight, you go down now, you don't have to wait on me."

    Zi Hua lowered her head and said yes, stepped out gently, and closed the door behind her.

    Ling Zimo entered the inner room, walked to the head of the bed, raised the curtain, under the dim light, Mengdie was sleeping peacefully.  I saw that her eyebrows were soft and her expression was peaceful, but her complexion was slightly pale, so that a pair of slender and long willow eyebrows and curved and curled eyelashes were extraordinarily thick.

    In the past few days, Lin Xihan has been investigating the old people in the prime minister's mansion ten years ago, and has reported the news to Ling Zimo one after another.  Although many things have not been found out clearly, but I still have a general understanding of Mengdie's life for more than ten years.  However, just this rough idea already made him feel infinite pity in his heart.

    He couldn't help stretching out his hand and gently stroked her hairline, but saw her frown slightly, her breathing became short of breath, as if she was enduring some pain, and then she coughed again.  He immediately shrank his hands nervously, as if she was a fragile piece of porcelain that would break if touched.

    While he was at a loss, her eyelashes moved slightly, and then slowly opened them as if feeling something.

    He stared at her blankly, only to see her staring at her for a while, blinking, a warm smile appeared on her face, and the tenderness in her eyes as clear as flowing water was infinite, and she said softly: "You are here  Are you dreaming?"

    He smiled slightly, stroked her long hair again, and said softly: "No, you are not dreaming, I am the one who is dreaming."

    Mengdie slowly stretched out her hand to hold his big warm hand, her smile widened like a ripple: "What dream did the prince have?"

    "In my dream, there is a beautiful fairy" Ling Zimo's eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles, and he bent down and kissed her.

    Mengdie felt that the happiness in her heart was unspeakable, the happiness came so suddenly, it was as wonderful as a dream, and it made people want to keep it all at any cost.

    She murmured: "Zimo, please, take me!"

    Ling Zimo was panting, and stood up to look at her, only to see that her face was flushed, her eyes were misty, but they were dark and bright.  He smiled softly, but shook his head firmly.

    Without waiting for her reaction, he hugged her tightly again: "Fool, wait until you recover"

    When the first ray of sunlight illuminates the window paper, Mengdie wakes up.  Looking at Ling Zimo, who was sleeping soundly beside him, he suddenly felt peace and joy in his heart, infinitely beautiful.

    She carefully moved away his arm wrapped around her, and was about to get up, he had already opened his eyes dimly, and tightened his arms again, and there was a coquettish look on his half-asleep and half-awake face.  Mengdie couldn't help but find it funny, so she said softly: "It's still early, you've been tired for a few days, and sleep for a while."

    Ling Zimo looked sleepy, but he still refused to let go.

    Mengdie had no choice but to press a kiss on his forehead lightly, and said softly like a child: "Hey, I'll make you something delicious."

    Only then did he hum slightly, let go of his arms, and fell asleep peacefully.

    When he finally got up from sleep, the sun had already risen.

    Going out of the outhouse, but seeing no one.  Open the window again, the snow outside has melted, and the sun is warm, which is quite rejuvenating.  In the small garden, Mengdie was only wearing a tunic, and her long hair was braided in a loose long braid at the back of her head., was practicing a set of exercises, and Chuchun was waiting by the side holding a robe.

    Walking out of the house, Chuchun was about to salute, Ling Zimo shook his hand lightly, signaling to keep quiet, and stood aside to watch.  I saw Mengdie moving like flowing clouds and flowing water, with a flexible and graceful body. During the rehearsal, her expression was peaceful and her mind was concentrated, so she couldn't help but applaud.

    Mengdie heard the voice, looked back to see him, smiled, then stopped, and wiped the fine beads of sweat on her forehead: "Are you awake? Did you sleep well?"

    Ling Zimo took the robe in Chuchun's hand, first wrapped it tightly around her, and then smiled narrowly: "Why can't you sleep well with a beauty in your arms?"

    When Chuchun heard this, he just giggled from the sidelines.  Mengdie's face flushed, she didn't look at him, but said to Chuchun angrily: "Damn girl, you only know how to read jokes, why don't you hurry up and bring breakfast."

    Chuchun stuck out his tongue, giggled and hurried down.

    Seeing that she was refreshed and her complexion seemed to be much better, Ling Zimo couldn't help feeling relieved. He took her hand and went into the room, asking, "Did you just practice the Baduanjin you mentioned before?"

    Mengdie nodded: "Yes!"

    "It looks like a qigong mental method."

    "That's right. After all, I'm a master of martial arts. I just played a few tricks, and you can see it." Mengdie said with a smile, "This Baduanjin was originally created by a doctor with strong martial arts hundreds of years ago. He thought that the way of qigong  , most suitable for treating people with weak Qi in the meridians, but Qigong is not for everyone to practice, and it is easy to go crazy if you are not careful. Therefore, he created a set of exercises, integrating the simple and simple parts of Qigong into it,  Making it possible for women, children, old and weak to practice is Ba Duan Jin."

    Ling Zimo nodded when he heard the words, and said thoughtfully: "Weak meridian qi? Is this why that Doctor Xiao used to treat you?"

    Mengdie was startled.

    Recalling that Dr. Xiao once said that the root cause of my mother's illness lies in the weakness of meridian qi. This is a congenital physical problem.  But my mother didn't know the cause of the disease until several years after the onset of the disease. By then, the medicine and stones had no effect.  Since the mother has a congenital disease, the child is likely to have the same problem.  Therefore, since then, she has followed Dr. Xiao's instructions to practice Baduanjin.  In the past ten years, although I occasionally feel unwell when I feel restless, I have never suffered from any serious illness.  Mengdie was well aware of the efficacy of this Baduanjin, and at the same time confirmed that she was indeed a physique with weak meridians.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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