As soon as Meng Cimo entered the east room, he saw Jiang Yixi sitting on the kang sewing knee pads. There was a small pile of things next to him, including a pair of boots, two sets of trousers, a raincoat, two pairs of knee pads, and a box containing pills.

, a box of topical plasters.

Meng Cimo had to go quickly and travel lightly. Apart from what he was wearing, he prepared these things. When he left, he just needed to bring a small amount of dry food for the road.

"Why haven't you rested yet?"

Jiang Yixi raised her head and said, "It's windy and sandy over there. I'll make a pair of thicker knee pads and they'll be ready soon."

"I won't leave until after I grow up. I'll let the girl do it tomorrow."

Jiang Yixi put down her needlework and opened the small box, which contained twenty pills.

"The small one cures wind and cold, the big one cures diarrhea. This box is for trauma plasters. These are left by my master. They are much better than the medicines in the medicine hall. Don't lose them. If you have other problems, see a doctor nearby. Don't delay.

.If the wind and snow are too heavy, don’t rush on your way. If you can’t make it back in time for the New Year, forget it. Don’t work too hard..."

These medicines were the medicines she had bought at Tang Yao before. She had just illuminated them with light beads when no one was around, and dipped a toothpick in some teardrops to pierce them in. The medicines were much more effective.

Listening to her endless thoughts and looking at her slightly red nose, Meng Cimo's heart became even softer.

In the past years when he was in the military camp, he would often hear his brothers talk about how nagging his wife was, and how his mother or elders were nagging him. His words seemed full of impatience, but his expression was extremely proud. At that time, he was particularly envious and jealous. This was something he grew up with.

I have never experienced anything like this before.

Now, listening to his wife's constant instructions, for fear that he would not be able to remember, even a very small matter could be broken into several pieces to talk about... He finally felt this kind of happiness, his heart was filled with sweetness and reluctance, and his body could not help but

There have been changes.

Jiang Yixi saw his fiery eyes and pouted, "Are you listening? I'm telling you something serious."

Meng Cimo smiled and said, "Listen, I remember everything. Well, I heard people say that after three months of pregnancy, you can...that."

"I hate it, who said that..."

Jiang Yixi still wanted to say something, but Meng Cimo helped her up and carried her to the bedroom.

Shuixiang, who was serving at the side, quickly went to the clean room with a blushing face to prepare water for their washing.

On the second day, Meng Cimo went to the Ministry of War and the Governor's Mansion for a busy day.

On the third day, I went out for another day and secretly met with Mr. Zheng's consort, Mr. Zheng and Mr. Zheng Yu.

He brought back a letter from the Zheng family to Zheng Ji, and also brought back a piece of news.

Zheng Yu said that Wei Zhang seemed to be in poor health. When he was on a mission a few days ago, he suddenly turned pale and walked away to rest for half an hour.

When asked what was wrong with him, he said he had not slept well at night. Zheng Yu thought Wei Zhang might have some illness, but he was unwilling to tell him, so Zheng Yu couldn't ask more questions.

In the previous world, Wei Zhang died of a sudden illness, which sounds a bit like a heart disease. But he had to have a physical examination before joining the Imperial Army. He may have contracted it after joining the Imperial Army, or it may be that the illness was not serious and he bribed the imperial doctor...

Zheng Yu said this, just in time to tell the third lady and his wife that they must not marry Jiang Yirou to him.

On the second day of winter, the sky, which had been snowing heavily for several days, finally cleared up and the sun shone brightly, making the snow turn red.

In the morning, Jiang Yixi took Huahua and reluctantly sent Meng Cimo outside the courtyard gate.

As if knowing that Meng Cimo was going to see the original owner, Jiujiu shouted in a deep voice, "Go home, go home, go home..."

When he reached the corner, Meng Cimo turned around and waved to Jiang Yixi with a smile, his bright smile as bright as the sunshine.

When there was no more people in sight, Jiang Yixi walked back to the east room in despair, sitting on the kang in a daze.

The servants didn't dare to make any noise. They could only chirp noisily, "Go home, go home, go home..."

Huahua, who was squatting on the pedal board, was silent for a while, and meowed, "A short farewell is better than a wedding, distance brings beauty, and a short separation is for a longer reunion..."

Jiang Yixi didn't know whether to laugh or cry and ignored the little thing.

Not long after, Meng Yue came with Huang Xin.

Meng Yue brought over a set of winter clothes, a set of spring clothes, and a pair of thousand-layer sole shoes that she made for Meng Cimo herself.

Jiang Yixi thanked him.

Meng Yue may be a little afraid of Meng Cimo. As long as Meng Cimo comes back, she will not come to Fushengju. These things should be delivered when Meng Cimo himself is around. Besides, Meng Cimo is traveling far away this time.

It would make Meng Cimo happier if she came to see him off.

Seeing that Meng Yue's eyes were a little red, she cried at the first sight.

Jiang Yixi asked, "What's wrong, eldest sister? Is Meng Hua looking for trouble with you again?"

Meng Yue shook her head, her eyes filled with mist again.

She is really beautiful, with a slender figure, a fair and delicate oval face, a small and slightly upturned nose, and red lips like peach blossoms in March...especially her misty eyes, which seem to be full of resentment like autumn waves.

It makes people feel pity.

Jiang Yixi felt that her skin was already very good, but purely in terms of looks, she really couldn't compare to Meng Yue.

But Jiang Yixi was tired of aesthetics and no longer had any pity. She was even a little impatient and frowned almost imperceptibly.

No matter who she was offended by, Meng Yue didn't dare to tell the old Duke and his wife, let alone Duke Cheng. She didn't even dare to tell Meng Cimo. She always went to Jiang Yixi to cry and complain.

Seeing Meng Yue lowering her eyes and saying nothing, Jiang Yixi asked again, "What's wrong?"

Meng Yue raised her head and said, "I want to move out of the house to avoid being disliked by others."

"Did Meng Hua say something unpleasant again?"

Meng Yue remained silent.

Huang Xin said, "The second aunt said that talking about partiality and rightness would harm my mother's family... I wanted to tell my great-grandmother, but my mother refused, so I had to come and tell my eldest sister-in-law."

The little girl was so angry that she pouted at Lao Gao.

She is much more nimble than her mother.

Jiang Yixi pulled Huang Xin to her side and said harmoniously, "Your great-grandfather, great-grandmother, your uncle and I both want you to live here. It's the right thing to do. If someone is not kind to you, tell your great-grandmother that's right. Tell your uncle."

That's right, we will all teach her a lesson. However, the best way to deal with the enemy is not to file a complaint, not to let others deal with it, but to deal with it yourself."

The little girl's eyes lit up, she pulled Jiang Yixi's sleeve and asked, "How to clean it up? Please teach me."

Jiang Yixi touched her bun and said, "You are still young, you have to rely on your mother to take care of the adults." Then she looked at Meng Yue and said, "Sister, you are the eldest daughter of the eldest daughter of our house, and your biological mother is the Duke of the country.

My first wife, my younger brother is the heir apparent, and you are more confident than all the girls in the Meng family. You are the only one who bullies others, and you have no reason to be bullied by others. Meng Hua is nothing, she is younger than you, and she is the daughter of your stepmother."

"But now I am not a girl, but an aunt who has been married and divorced. My confidence is not as good as that of a serious girl."

"Even if you are an aunt, you still have someone to rely on. Except for my father-in-law, all the heads of the family are helping you..."

Meng Yue's lips trembled, "I'm stupid, I can't talk to her, I can't quarrel with her."

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

The night before yesterday, I went to a friend's house to play with the cat for a while, and I became allergic again. My eyes swelled to a slit. It's not that Qingquan doesn't have a long memory, but Qingquan doesn't get allergic every time he comes into contact with cats... I don't know how it happened... Today
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