Shaoyin frowned and turned to ask the waiter, "Have you invited the doctor?"

"As for Madam, I have already asked the doctor and prescribed medicine." The servant replied.

Shaoyin asked again, "Have you eaten the decoction?"

The servant hesitated for a while, glanced at Zhao Yuanci, then withdrew his gaze and replied in a low voice, "It's fried, but the master won't eat it."

"Let's fry again." Shao Yin said.

Zhao Yuanci was instantly elated! Yinyin will coax him too!

"The medicine is very bitter, I don't want to take it." He lowered his eyebrows, hiding the happiness in his eyes, full of complaints.

Shaoyin said: "Good medicine is bitter, how can I not eat it? Think about me, I eat Bizi soup every three days, and I have never complained about it?"

Zhao Yuanci: "..."

"..."

Huihui couldn't help laughing: "Hahahahaha!"

After fighting the heroine and supporting the male, why is she so good?

Zhao Yuanci was indeed choking. Twice every three days, that means he wants it frequently, right? But this is already his restraint and restraint.

"I want Yinyin to feed me." In the end, he stopped playing tricks and said honestly.

Shaoyin did not reject him: "Okay."

When the medicine is cooked, he will hold a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, and feed him one bite at a time.

As long as he doesn't feel bitter, drink it like that.

Zhao Yuan's speech was so bitter that he was about to bite his tongue, but he couldn't bear the chance to be coaxed by her, so he bit his head and ate the bitter medicine spoon by spoon.

"Yinyin, will you talk with me for a while?" After taking the medicine, he took her hand again.

He was just jealous that the person in the painting had been coaxed by her. Especially now that he is ill, it adds a bit of willfulness, as if as long as she refuses, he can now make fun of her.

"Okay." Shaoyin didn't reject him, sat beside the bed and talked about appreciating flowers. She didn't mention Li Yanhui, and only said some ordinary things. About a quarter of an hour later, Zhao Yuanci started to fight with his eyelids up and down.

Shaoyin gradually stopped, and when he completely closed his eyes, he gently retracted his hand, tucked the quilt for him, and walked out lightly.

For three consecutive days, Zhao Yuanci spent taking medicine and sleeping.

He was ill, did not go to work, and took sick leave at home. I wanted to live a sweet and greasy life with my wife for a few days, but who knew that his body was not up to the mark, he would feel sleepy after taking medicine, and he didn't have much time to wake up after the day.

Three days later, he was completely cured.

"Alas!" he sighed secretly.

I suffered a cold in vain, and the result...that's it!

In the blink of an eye, it was three years.

Shaoyin and Zhao Yuan have been married for three years.

He has always treated her well, and in the eyes of others, he is Qin Se and Ming, and his love is very good. At least, when the word "love" is mentioned in the capital, they always think of their couple.

However, because Shaoyin has never been pregnant, many people gossip about her behind her back.

Someone said, "What can Zhao Yuanci do to her now? She can't give birth. Sooner or later, she will be left out in the cold."

Some people envy: "Zhu Shi can't give birth, Master Zhao treats her so well, she is really a blessed person."

Others were secretly unhappy: "It's just a hen that can't lay eggs, why should Master Zhao treat her so favorably?"

Jiang Cheng also wrote several times to ask about the situation.

On this day, Zhao Yuan resigned from a business trip to go home, and as soon as he walked into the yard, he saw two gentle and beautiful women walking towards him, bowing and saying, "I have seen the master."

He paused for a while, his genial expression instantly fell, swept both sides, and then went straight into the room without looking at the two of them: "Who are those two people?"

Shaoyin was sitting on the couch and was reading a book of leisurely and leisurely words. Hearing that, he raised his head and said, "It was sent from Jiangcheng."

"What?!" Zhao Yuanci opened his eyes wide, his face full of stunned expression, and gradually turned into a speechless expression. He sat down beside her and clenched his fists, "How could mother do this?!"

But the old lady's idea is also easy to understand. The daughter-in-law has been married for three years and has nothing to offer. She cares about her son's offspring. Is there any problem?

Therefore, Shao Yin didn't answer him, just lowered his head and continued to read the script.

Zhao Yuanci touched her, his eyes darkened slightly: "How do you want to deal with it?"

"This is given to you by your mother, you can handle it yourself." Shaoyin didn't look up.

Zhao Yuanci felt even more uncomfortable: "You won't handle it for me? Don't you want me to accept them?"

Shaoyin raised her head, looked at him and said, "If you want to accept it, I won't stop it. If you don't accept it, then deal with it and send a letter to mother."

She spoke so methodically and without any ambiguity, which made Zhao Yuanci feel cold and timid.

He looked at her blankly, his lips pursed.

I wanted to say a lot of things, and wanted to ask her a lot of things, but they were all stuck in throat.

There is no need to ask. As long as she likes him a little bit in her heart, she will not be so calm and calm at this moment.

She doesn't love him at all. He had fallen in love with her, but three years later, she still did not have the slightest love for him.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuanci felt a pain in his heart. For the past three years, he has been telling himself that she has him in her heart. She would coax him when he was sick, greet him when he returned home, joke and joke with him on a daily basis, never hide his thoughts from him, and the room was very happy. He thought that she had fallen in love with him.

Moreover, he secretly investigated the people she might know, but did not find a childhood sweetheart who learned chess with her, who had been given flowers by her, and who loved to cry.

He didn't find that person, and once thought she was talking nonsense, an illusory character made up in order not to be outdone and to face him fairly.

But now, it doesn't matter whether there is that person or not. Because without that person, she doesn't like him either.

Zhao Yuanci frowned, got up and went out.

After a quarter of an hour, he came back and sat down beside her again: "I have sent them back."