General, the Madam is calling you to Farm

Chapter 347 His little great-grandchild

Once the quarrel is cut off, it will be difficult to continue.

But other interests remain.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at someone meaningfully, and gently touched her stomach with her fingertips.

His stomach tightened for a moment.

Su Xiaoxiao snorted and pressed her fingertips.

Very tight and feels very good.

"What are you gonna do?" Wei Ting asked coldly.

Su Xiaoxiao smiled: "I'm a doctor, you're a patient, what do you think I want to do?"

he said, his fingertips up, rising to his strong chest.

Everywhere his fingertips passed by, there was a burst of numbness.

Wei Ting's throat slid, and his body stiffened in an instant.

Su Xiaoxiao said softly, "Master Wei, your heart is beating very fast."

Wei Ting immediately grabbed his fat, restless little hand, wrapped his arm around his soft waist, and the two of them changed their positions in an instant.

Wei Ting clasped his wrist, pressed him onto the chair, and looked at him deeply.

Su Xiaoxiao blinked.

It will... go to third base?

Wei Ting's lips were dry and his breathing was slightly short.

The atmosphere is very ambiguous.

Su Xiaoxiao pursed the corner of her lips and closed her eyes gently.

Wei Ting's eyes were just as real, burning his skin inch by inch.

"Go to bed early."

After saying coldly, he got up and left the room without looking back.

Su Xiaoxiao opened her eyes in disbelief.

That her? That her?

Wei Ting returned to the next door, closed the door with his backhand, and the entire person was caught in the shadows.

For a long time, take a deep breath.

On the stove, Father Su cut ribs and packed jars for Qin Canglan.

Bacon ribs are salted in the countryside. It was a miracle that they could eat it up until now with their cooking speed.

But not much, the last three are missing.

Su Cheng explained: "Boil for two-quarters of an hour, then put it in a pot and steam it. If you want a softer taste, just cook it for half an hour."

Qin Canglan picked up the jar, smiled, and said, "I wrote it, I'll be back first, and I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

Su Cheng hummed awkwardly, his expression light, but his eyes continued to watch him out.

When Qin Canglan looked at him, he looked up at the sky for a moment.

Qin Canglan smiled.

Just as he lit up his horse, Su Xiaoxiao came out.

"Grandfather." Su Xiaoxiao stopped him.

Qin Canglan hurriedly turned around: "Da Ya."

Su Xiaoxiao glanced at her right hand: "Are your hands uncomfortable?"

Qin Canglan was startled and asked subconsciously, "How do you know? The old monkey told you? Didn't this old man promise not to tell me?"

Su Xiaoxiao said: "I saw that you and Wei Ting's brother-in-law just had a fight."

Qin Canglan only then remembered that there was indeed such a moment, the pain was like being pricked by a needle in his hand, and his breathing came to a halt for a moment.

"Let me see." Su Xiao's novel.

Qin Canglan said indifferently: "People who practice martial arts have some problems, it's okay."

"Still have to look." Su Xiaoxiao insisted.

Qin Canglan hesitated for a moment, and finally handed his hand to Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Xiaoxiao asked him while examining his pulse, "Why don't you look for a doctor when you are sick? Is it taboo to avoid a doctor? Or do you think I can't cure it?"

Qin Canglan sighed: "This matter will never heal."

His hands were sick and injured, accumulating over the years, and it was unavoidable for a general at his age.

"It's gout." Su Xiao's novel, and enters a chronic phase.

There is no cure for gout, only diet relievers and controls can reduce gout attacks.

If the patient complies, the prognosis effect can be very significant.

It just so happened that there was a uric acid pill at home, so Su Xiaoxiao went to get him two bottles: "Three times a day, take two pills at once, the pill is rather large, you can chew or swallow it."

"Three times a day, two pills at a time ..." Qin Canglan tried to write it down.

"And this." Su Xiaoxiao gave him another bottle of pellets.

"This ..." Qin Canglan did not understand what it was, and it smelled nothing like herbs.

Su Xiaoxiao said: "the Zhuanggu grain, for wound care. With your wounds, twice a day, six capsules at a time."

Qin Canglan's scalp is numb: "Four bottles? So many."

Su Xiaoxiao said: "Everything is here."

Father Su had recovered completely and no longer needed the bone strengthening particles. She originally thought Wei Ting would need it, but judging from the strength of her hand to catch the arrow today, her hand should be fine.

A little rehabilitation, and you'll be back to normal.

If he knew the healing effects, Qin Canglan might not have thought too much.

Since it was only given to Father Su and the clinical data was limited, Su Xiaoxiao was not sure if Zhuanggu Granules could treat Qin Canglan's gout.

If it could be at its best, otherwise, it could at least strengthen its body and heal its old wounds.

Early the next day, Su Mo came to pick up Su Xiaoxiao to the palace.

Su Qi and Su Yu also came, they came to visit Su Ergou and brought Su Ergou to make a lesson.

Su Ergou recovered well. He doesn't have to lie in bed anymore. He is also unemployed when he is unemployed. It is better to make use of the last few days of training to make up for missed homework.

“But shouldn't you go to class?” Su Ergou asked in confusion.

Second cousin Su Qi said: "Dad said it was more important to make a lesson for you."

Su Ergou: "..."

Wei Ting came out after breakfast.

Xiaohu akimbo: "Look, look, I'll say he's not home!"

Su Xiaoxiao pinched the little man's face furiously and comically: "Are you not used to it?"

"Xianmo?" Ask Xiaohu.

Xiaohu turned his head and said, "No small axe!"

Wei Ting simply brought the children to his side and accompanied them day and night, and then coming to Xinghua Village, Wei Ting was severely injured and stayed home all day for recovery.

This little guy is not used to it.

Su Xiaoxiao explained to the little one that her father was out for business, and Xiaohu asked what business was, and managed to confuse Su Xiaoxiao.

But Wei Ting will indeed work.

As for the inner ghost of the Wei family, he had to figure out no matter what.

Too slow to follow the instructions, he wanted to bring the snake out of the hole.

Su Xiaoxiao entered the palace.

The Queen Mother had been taking medicine obediently for the past few days. Coupled with the acupuncture and moxibustion of the Fu Imperial Physician, his complexion became much brighter, and he had strength, and he could even break out of Fushou Palace.

Emperor Jingxuan's poison was nearly resolved.

When he found out that Su Xiaoxiao had ruled him, Emperor Jing Xuan only felt pain on his face.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty asked to meet with you." Eunuch Fu reported.

Emperor Jing Xuan's face was injured, but the one who saved him that night was Su Xiaoxiao.

Xiao Duye had once prevented Su Xiaoxiao from healing herself, what did this eldest son want?

Want to kill your father? !

To think that the oldest and the second hurt me the most in the workday, but now the oldest has done a terrible thing.

Emperor Jingxuan was too lazy to look at her: "Didn't he let her stay at home and reflect on herself? Who let him leave the house? Back to the house!"

Compared to Xiao Duye's situation, he unsheathed his sword and did not allow anyone to stop Su Xiaoxiao from saving Princess Jingning from Emperor Jingxuan, which greatly comforted Emperor Jingxuan.

Emperor Jingxuan became increasingly convinced that this princess was related to the fate of the entire dynasty.

If he is good, the royal family will prosper.

If he loses, the royal family refuses.

Emperor Jingxuan asked the cabinet to make an imperial edict to canonize Jingning as Zhenguo's daughter.

"Your Majesty." Eunuch Fu entered again.

"What's wrong?" Emperor Jingxuan asked.

Eunuch Fu said cynically: "There's someone from Fushou Palace, saying ..."

After , he did not dare to say anything more.

Emperor Jingxuan was silent for a moment and then asked, "Is this eighteen?"

Eunuch Fu grimaced: "Yes."

April 18th, the anniversary of the death of Nanyang Wang's family.

Emperor Jingxuan looked indifferent: "He can burn the paper if he wants, I don't want to ask."

The palace was forbidden to burn paper money, not even the queen mother.

Eunuch Fu did not move.

Emperor Jingxuan said solemnly: "What? He still wants to take me to burn the banknotes for King Nanyang?"

Fu Gong said: "No, the queen mother wants to go to the temple and light the ever-bright lantern for King Nanyang."

Emperor Jingxuan clenched the pen holder in his hand.

…

After half an hour, a group of carriages and horses slowly walked out of the palace under the escort of ten guards.

The Queen Mother travels in micro-services.

This was the condition of Emperor Jingxuan.

Emperor Jingxuan did not allow anyone to burn incense for King Nanyang openly and honestly.

The Queen Mother did not quarrel with Emperor Jingxuan.

A delicate balance and consensus is achieved between mother and child.

Su Xiaoxiao was also in the line.

The Empress Dowager's body was not good, so she had to have a doctor when she traveled. Even Emperor Jingxuan could not say anything.

The carriage came all the way to the Huguolong Temple.

Wei Ting became a monk here, but the person who used to live in the temple was a fake Wei Ting disguised by the guards.

"Here you go, old lady."

The eunuch in charge lifted the curtain and helped the queen mother out of the carriage.

The Huguolong Temple was not like the monastery in Qingzhou, which was in the middle of the mountain, but also needed to climb dozens of steps.

The eunuch on duty was busy carrying her, and the queen mother waved her hand, her eyes slightly excited: "No need, Aijia can go!"

"This ..." The eunuch in charge hesitantly looked at Su Xiaoxiao who was also descending from the carriage.

Su Xiaoxiao nodded.

"Yes." Yeah." The eunuch in charge answered and reached out a hand.

The Queen Mother supported her arm and climbed the stairs step by step.

In just a few dozen steps, to him, it seemed like he had been walking for decades.

"Are you okay?" Su Xiaoxiao asked.

The Queen Mother took a deep breath: "Aijia.I'm fine, I can still go."

After entering the Huguolong Temple, Su Xiaoxiao caught a glimpse of the figure in the corner of the corridor, not Deng An or who it was.

Deng An was Lingyun's servant.

He pointed at Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Xiaoxiao understood and said to the queen mother, "Let's go to the meditation room first, then turn on the lights that are always bright later."

Although the Queen Mother was eager to light the Everbright Lamp, she was exhausted in the end, so she did not reject Su Xiaoxiao's proposal.

Su Xiaoxiao helped the Queen Mother into the meditation room at the eastern end.

A small chirping sound came, and the queen mother took a step.

Su Xiaoxiao pushed the door open.

What is visible is one, two, or three small curds.

The Queen Mother was immediately stunned.

His gaze fell on the three identical-looking little Douding, and a burst of blood suddenly surged from his chest—

His voice suddenly stopped.

These three children…

Su Xiaoxiao said to the Queen Mother, "They are Da Hu, Er Hu, Xiao Hu, your great-grandson."