you are my chip

Chapter 13 8 Treasure Porridge

Ruan Wenyan was finally driven back to Ruan's house by someone sent by Ning Qinghe.

Qian Shan never let go of any chance to get acquainted with others.

Especially this person is still the one who can let the second master sleep on the floor.

The poor second master didn't even know that the fact that he slept on the floor last night had already been found out by the two little boys guarding the door.

"Master Ruan, did you sleep well last night?" Qian Shan held the steering wheel with one hand, looked back at Ruan Wenyan who was sitting in the back seat, and asked with a smile.

"Yeah." Ruan Wenyan turned his head and looked out the window, and replied casually.

In fact, he was already ready for Ning Qinghe to blow himself out in a fit of anger, but Ning Qinghe even sent someone to see him off.

Ruan Wenyan sighed, and for a moment he was almost shaken.

Fortunately, only for a moment.

"Master Ruan, there are quite a few small shops passing by on this road. If there is anything you like, I will stop and buy it for you." Although Master Ruan doesn't seem to like talking very much, Qian Shan believes that his enthusiasm will always make the other party feel happy. Say a few more words.

"No need." There is one more word than the previous answer, which is gratifying.

"Master Ruan, what is there to see on this street? Why do you always look out the window?" Qian Shan believed that perseverance would always pay off.

"No." There seems to be no return.

Qian Shan was a little discouraged.

"That's right." Ruan Wenyan suddenly looked at Qian Shan who was driving, and spoke proactively.

Qian Shan immediately put on a smiling face, seeing the dawn of hope.

"Can everyone in Second Master talk like that?" Ruan Wenyan asked expressionlessly.

Qian Shan: "..."

Qian Shan feels that it is impossible not to give up some opportunities.

Life is too hard.

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Ruan Wenyan did not expect that there would be a surprise waiting for him to deal with when he returned to the room.

"You just let him sleep on the floor of my room all night?" Ruan Wenyan looked at Shen Liyou who had just woken up because of the sound of the door opening and had not had time to get up from the ground, and turned to Xiao Liu and said.

"Yesterday Miss Bai directly carried Brother Shen to your yard, young master, and said that she was a woman, and she would be offended if she brought a man back rashly, so she turned around and left." Xiao Liu described the matter exactly as it was. .

"Then Miss Bai said, young master, you probably wouldn't come back yesterday, so let me deal with brother Shen and arrange a place to sleep." Xiao Liu also put on a very discouraged look, the more he said, the more he spoke. Low, "However, I was just about to send brother Shen to the guest room where he occasionally lives, but I didn't expect that he would have opened the door and entered your room, young master, and then lay on the ground and fell asleep ..."

"You don't know how to carry him out?" Ruan Wenyan supported his forehead, while Shen Liyou was still sitting on the ground moaning and complaining of a headache, probably because he hadn't even had the hangover soup.

"I've carried it, I can't walk a few steps. As soon as Brother Shen woke up, he yelled and hugged people and didn't let go," Xiao Liu shuddered when he recalled it now, as if he was really moved by Shen Li. You were frightened, "I also asked someone to bring hangover soup twice, but they were all overturned..."

Ruan Wenyan almost forgot Shen Liyou's virtue after being drunk.

Then he really can't blame Xiao Liu for this matter, he can only ask Xiao Liu to bring a bowl of hangover soup quickly, and then walk over to drag Shen Liyou up.

Ruan Wenyan staggered, and couldn't help cursing: "You're a pig, you're so heavy, get up!"

Shen Liyou didn't understand why she was scolded as soon as she woke up, so she could only sit on the chair next to her and drink the hangover soup that Xiao Liu handed her, and she finally became sober after a few minutes.

"It can't be done, I have a headache that is going to explode." Shen Liyou gritted her teeth, her face was still flushed.

Ruan Wenyan frowned as soon as he touched the other party's forehead.

"You're too weak, the floor is hot to the touch." Ruan Wenyan clicked his tongue.

Shen Liyou stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, his eyes widened.

"Impossible," Shen Liyou beckoned Xiao Liu to quickly bring over his medicine box, "No wonder my head hurts so much."

"If you say you can't do it, you still don't believe it." Ruan Wenyan hurriedly got up to boil a pot of hot water, feeling that his head was starting to hurt.

"Fart, do you know how much effort I usually put in to maintain my body, how could it be burnt like this overnight?!" A prescription for nourishing the body, or drinking it every day without stopping, can a cold floor have such great power? !

Ruan Wenyan raised his eyebrows and had a bad idea.

If what Shen Liyou said is true, it means that he is at least much better than most of the bones of his body. If so... Does it mean that the second master slept on the floor all night, and he may be sick with a cold now?

Although I didn't feel any discomfort from the second master when I left this morning, who can say for sure about this kind of thing.

"Do you think," Ruan Wenyan looked at Shen Liyou who was looking down at the medicine box, and asked very straightforwardly, "Do normal people get sick after sleeping like this for a night?"

"I'm sick, who can not be sick?" Shen Liyou probably rolled his eyes, firmly believing that his physical fitness is at the peak of human beings.

"Where is the hot water, send it to me quickly, I want to drink medicine." Shen Liyou was unambiguous about his body, and began to order Ruan Wenyan to bring him a bowl of water.

"It's so hot, why don't you drink it," Ruan Wenyan felt that his hand holding the bottom of the bowl was going to be burned off, and hurriedly put the bowl on the table, "I tell you that you did it yourself today, you should!"

"Hey," Shen Liyou was dispensing his own pills, "I haven't asked yet, did you get drunk afterward?"

Ruan Wenyan recalled what happened to him after he was drunk, and felt that although it was not unbearable, it could also be said to be a bit embarrassing.

"No, I went to torment you later." Ruan Wenyan coughed, concealing the truth.

Unfortunately, Shen Liyou didn't buy it at all.

"Really?" Shen Liyou blinked her big innocent eyes, and said regretfully, "Sure enough, the man didn't say a word of truth. I'd better ask Bai Suyin later."

Ruan Wenyan: "..."

"Did you forget that you cried and called your mother yesterday," Ruan Wenyan said viciously, "Do you want me to recall it for you, son?"

Shen Liyou's expression froze, and then there was a second of blankness, and she said with great disgust: "I will add a pair of medicine for my eyes later."

"No, if you need it, I can spend money to subsidize the love of women." Ruan Wenyan took off his glasses, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and gave a very generous thumb, "Just tell me when the time comes."

"Fuck you!" Shen Liyou rolled his eyes, raised his head and drank the prepared medicine, then wiped the corner of his mouth and said.

Ruan Wenyan really didn't realize how serious Shen Liyou's illness was. If it wasn't for the fact that his forehead was really hot, he would absolutely believe that this man's body was made of iron, given how alive and kicking he is now.

There is a saying that a fool never gets sick.

It seems that Shen Liyou is not a fool, Ruan Wenyan thought with some relief.

The second master is not a fool.

The corner of Ruan Wenyan's raised mouth dropped again.

"What is the best food for a sick person like you?" Ruan Wenyan said abruptly.

"Take medicine." Shen Li replied worryingly without raising his head, still taking it for granted, "If you're sick, don't take medicine, do you want to go to heaven?"

Ruan Wenyan: "..."

"I'm sorry, I forgot. Didn't you just want to go to heaven?" Shen Liyou didn't have any regretful expression on his face, and there was a provocative look on his face.

"Seriously." Ruan Wenyan clicked his tongue.

"It's light, what millet porridge, pumpkin porridge, etc..." Shen Liyou choked suddenly as she spoke, and raised her head in disbelief, "You don't mean to make it for me, do you?"

Ruan Wenyan sneered, and told the other party silently with his eyes, "It's just you? Is it possible?".

"Who else but me?" Shen Liyou yelled resolutely, feeling that he had grasped the great secret.

"Ning, Qing, He." Ruan Wenyan dropped a name without looking back, and then directed Xiao Liu to cook a pot of eight-treasure porridge.

"Who?" Shen Liyou didn't realize it, this name doesn't sound like a girl, why is Ruan Wenyan so caring.

Shen Liyou had never thought that he was so smart, and suddenly he thought of Ruan Wenyan's question about his male concubine before, and suddenly realized - could this person be the man Ruan Wenyan fell in love with before?

"Who is it?" Shen Liyou hurriedly chased him out, and asked with a hand on Ruan Wenyan's shoulder.

"Don't infect me." Ruan Wenyan patted Shen Liyou's hand away, "Ning Qinghe, don't you know who it is?"

"I don't know?" Shen Liyou looked puzzled, should he know this person?

"Then let me change my name, Second Master, have you heard?" Ruan Wenyan said calmly, and Shen Liyou was almost overwhelmed by the huge amount of information.

Ruan Wenyan was a little strange, he thought that even if everyone in the capital knew the name of the second master, at least they should know it, but it didn't seem to be the case, people used to say "second master, second master" Gradually, few people knew Ning Qinghe's full name—he just remembered that even he only knew the second master's name when they met for the first time.

"Did you want to marry the second master back home as a male concubine?" Shen Li said sadly, Ruan Wenyan said that if he had the guts, eight lives would not be enough for him to die.

"Are you sick?" Ruan Wenyan looked at Shen Liyou as if he was insane, always thinking that God made a joke, isn't this person really a fool?

"Then why do you care so much about the second master? How do you know that he is sick? Do you still give porridge to others?" Shen Liyou felt her gossip soul burning up, but at the same time she was still worried about her brother's life—this It feels like it's the only one in the world.

But then, he met Ruan Wenyan's sad eyes.

"If you knew how he got sick, you wouldn't think so." Ruan Wenyan sighed with mixed feelings, and patted Shen Liyou on the shoulder.

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Ruan Wenyan didn't deliver the porridge himself, but sent Xiao Liu to the Ning's house.

Although it was not the first time that Xiaoliu had stood at the gate of Ning's house, there were some places where people's calves would tremble no matter how many times they came.

This time Xiao Liu was obviously not as lucky as last time, so he could only call the servant who was sweeping the floor at the door to notify him, and then stood outside to wait.

"Xiao Liu!" After a while, Ning Qinghuan bouncingly appeared at the gate of Ning's house, and led Xiao Liu in, "My brother is in the study, I'll call him out later."

Xiao Liu hurriedly waved his hands, who knows if the second master has something important to do in the study, if he really shouted out without hesitation, something would happen.

"Miss Ning, please help me. This is our young master's kindness. Just send it to the second master later. Thank you, Miss Ning." Xiao Liu handed the bag in his hand to Ning Qinghuan, After bowing, he left in a hurry.

Ning Qinghuan took the bag in her hand and walked to Ning Qinghe's yard in a very puzzled manner.

"Brother! Brother Wen Yan sent someone to bring you something!" Ning Qinghuan stood in the yard and yelled, and then stood beside the only table in the yard. Before the bag could be opened, she had already walked out of the study one person.

"What did you send?" Ning Qinghe was very surprised, he really couldn't think of what Ruan Wenyan could give him.

"It's... Eight-treasure porridge." Ning Qinghuan took out the bowl inside, opened the lid and said, "Why did I give you this thing? Bro, did you tell Brother Wen Yan that you want to eat eight-treasure porridge?"

Ning Qinghe shook his head, reached into the bag, and found out a small bag with a note on it.

[If you want to eat sweet, you can put rock sugar, don’t eat too much when you are sick. ]

There is no signature, but it is almost the same as writing your name clearly on it.

No wonder, it turned out that I was worried that I was sick.Ning Qinghe smiled and avoided Ning Qinghuan's approaching head, put the note in his pocket, and called a servant to come over with a bowl and spoon.

"Brother, what are you laughing at?" Ning Qinghuan asked with a puzzled expression as she saw her brother smiling happily.

"It's nothing." Ning Qinghe looked at the still-warm eight-treasure porridge, smiled and shook his head.

Why are you so cute.

Ruan Wenyan who was far away from Ruan's house suddenly sneezed for no reason.