"Brother, come here!"

Hearing Ye Ling's voice, Ye Jing, who was strolling horses in Songfengju, immediately got up and ran to Xiuzhuxuan.

I saw a table next to the bamboo house in the yard, with Ye Ling facing away from him, not knowing what he was doing.

"Beautiful second sister, are you looking for me?" Ye Jing came over with a bright smile.

Feng Buyi went to General Song's mansion to apply needles to Song Qingyu again. Ye Chen was trying to go out for fun together, but he took him away.

Ye Ying was reading books in the room, which were the medical books Ye Ling had read.

"Well, please help me." Ye Ling turned around, and Ye Jing was so scared that he took two steps back!

Ye Ling raised her hands, with eight bright silver needles between her fingers, flashing with a sensational light in the sun, and the gentle smile on her face was even more sensational!

"Beautiful second sister, what are you...what are you going to do?" Ye Jing turned sideways slightly, ready to escape at any time.

"I'm learning acupuncture." Ye Ling smiled softly, "Brother, I'll give you a few needles to clear the meridians and strengthen your body! Don't be afraid, come on!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Jing turned around and used his light skills, and passed through Xiuzhuxuan's yard, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Ye Ling raised her hands and raised her head slightly. The warm sunlight shone on her face. She squinted her eyes and looked at the eight glittering silver needles. She said with regret: "Who can let me prick it? Just practice your hands. This needle is so cute and will not hurt at all..."

Not only Ye Jing, Ye Ying has also avoided Ye Ling these days. Because every time he meets Ye Ling and is at the best chat, Ye Ling always takes out a silver needle unexpectedly and asks if he wants to get a few needles. It feels very comfortable... I am so scared!

However, Ye Chen's little cutie was fearless because of his ignorance. He felt that the needle seemed very fun, so he chased Ye Ling and asked him to prick him.

Now it was Ye Ling's turn to slip away. She didn't dare to practice on her favorite baby, and she was reluctant to let it go!

Feng Buyi had just made two medicines with Ye Ling that day. After resting for a while, he picked up the flower and fruit tea sent by Ye Ying, cleared his throat, and said, "Xiao Ye, little brother Ye has complained to me, saying you..."

Ye Ling fiddled with the pill in her hand and did not look up: "Xiao Fengfeng, do you know that your tone of eighty now can be eighty?"

Feng Buyi's expression froze: "You are only eighty years old! Your whole family is eighty! No, Sister Ye is young and beautiful, Brother Ye is young and promising, and the baby is the cutest at young age! Only you! Only you are eighty! You are ninety!"

Seeing Feng Buyi's furious look, Ye Ling laughed: "Xiao Fengfeng, you are excited now, don't look like you are eighty years old, but like three years old! Childish!"

"You!" Feng Buyi wanted to hit Ye Ling's head with the teacup in his hand, but he still endured it.

Before Ye Ling, there was only one person who could make Feng Buyi angry, his bad friend Nangong Heng!

"What's my brother suing you?" Ye Ling asked with a smile.

"What do you always scare Brother Ye with silver needles? He avoids you when he eats now!" Feng Buyi said angrily.

Ye Ling said calmly: "Master Xiao Fengfeng, how can you do this? My sister and brother don't understand my strength, so you should know the best. Tell them that my acupuncture is very powerful, so that they don't have to be afraid, that's right!"

Feng Buyi sneered lightly: "On the contrary! I told Brother Ye that your acupuncture technique is all about paper talk! I have not practiced it so far, so that he will never hide from you and must not surrender! I also told Sister Ye that you should use silver needles to scare her and let her beat you hard! Also, stay away from the baby! If you dare to stab the baby, I will give you two Xiaoyao pills!"

Xiaoyao Pill, one amnesia, two idiots.

Ye Ling rolled her eyes to Feng Buyi: "Then can I stab you?"

"Dare you?" Feng Buyi slapped the table and blinked, "But there is someone who can prick you."

"Who?" Ye Ling asked curiously. There were only a few people in the mansion, and the servants were hiding from her. She must have come on the principle of voluntary.

Feng Buyi's lips raised slightly and said with a smile: "Your Ghost Brother! When he comes, you can tick it casually, he will definitely not run away!"

Ye Ling was speechless: "He wrote me a letter and said goodbye to me for a long time. I can't count on it. I have to find someone who can let me practice now."

Feng Buyi took two sips of tea, and then Ye Ling suddenly asked: "Anyway, the young master of the Song family wants to get an injection, so why don't you let me try tomorrow?"

Feng Buyi sprayed out a sip of tea: "No! He is only half a life now. Just try it and you will lose your life!"

Ye Ling shook his head: "Forget it, I'll learn something else first."

The next day, Feng Buyi went to the Song Mansion again and brought Ye Chen with him.

"Grandma Wen! I'm here!" Ye Chen ran happily into the Leaf Garden. This is Song Qingyu's residence.

Wen Min greeted him with a smile and hugged Ye Chen.

Yesterday, Ye Chen came, and Wen Min loved it very much as soon as she saw it.

Feng Buyi gave Song Qingyu a skill, Wen Min personally cooked and made a bowl of sweet soup for Ye Chen, which he especially liked.

When Song Qingyu heard the laughter of the child outside, he knew that it was the son of Ye Ying, the eldest daughter of the Ye family. His father was unknown and his name was Chen'er. He came yesterday and was taken away by Wen Min before entering the house.

Song Qingyu suddenly coughed, Wen Min looked nervous, and hugged Ye Chen and walked into the room quickly.

"Mom, I'm fine..." Song Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief. Feng Buyi gave him an acupuncture for five days and took the medicine five times. Now he can sit up against the bed.

"Who is this?" Ye Chen looked at Song Qingyu curiously.

Song Qingyu looked at the little baby with a pink and jade-carved smile, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This child was obviously from the Ye family.

"This is your Uncle Song." Wen Min said with a smile. When Feng Buyi came by himself, he didn't think that when Ye Chen came yesterday, she felt that the house was bustling.

"Uncle Song is so beautiful!" Ye Chen exclaimed with a little face, "But, I can't call you Uncle Beauty, because I already have a Uncle Beauty!"

Wen Min smiled and stroked Ye Chen's little face: "How good, grandma will take you to eat sweet cake." After saying that, she said to Feng Buyi, "Young Master Feng, I'm going to trouble you again."

"I am entrusted by someone to be loyal to others. Thank you Ye Ling." Feng Buyi decided to give all this kindness to Ye Ling, so that this beautiful man Song owed Ye Ling. It would be easier to meet in the future. Who made those two bastards always angry with him? No, Ah Heng has not appeared recently, but they are together!

Wen Min carried Ye Chen out and asked Feng Buyi to apply needles to Song Qingyu.

"The sweet cake is so sweet, fragrant and delicious! Did Grandma Wen make it?" Ye Chen ate like a little hamster, and there was a little bit of crumb on the corner of his mouth.

Wen Min looked loving and smiled gently. She wiped Ye Chen's mouth with a veil: "It's made by grandma, if you like it, come and eat it often." Song Feng is not at home all year round. Her son Song Qingyu was nearly three years away from home. She thought she was used to quietness, but she was really happy to see such a beautiful and lovely child.

"Then can I take it back for my mother, and my aunt and uncle?" Ye Chen asked Wen Min seriously with a little face.

Wen Min only felt that the child was only three years old and was so sensible and filial. It was so lovely that he nodded and said yes, letting Nanny come over, put all the remaining sweet cakes into a box, and send them to the carriage.

"Grandma Wen, let me tell you that my aunt has always tried to stab someone with needles recently. My uncle will scare him away every time he sees it. I'm not afraid!" Ye Chen said with a smile, thrusting his small breasts.

"Chen'er is the most powerful." Wen Min praised without hesitation. She wanted to stab someone with an needle? She thought that it must be the medical skills that Ye Ling learned from Master Feng.

"Uncle Feng'er is amazing! Uncle Song will get better soon, Grandma Wen, don't worry!" Ye Chen reached out and patted Wen Min's hand gently.

Wen Min felt heartbroken and really hoped that Ye Chen would not leave and stay for her to be her grandson.

"Chen'er, go back and tell your mother and your aunt that grandma will go to your house tomorrow." Wen Min has been thinking about going to thank Ye Ling in person. Now that she is seeing Song Qingyu's health improve, she plans to go to Prince Jing's Mansion tomorrow.

"Okay!" Ye Chen nodded, "I have a bamboo house, which is so beautiful. Grandma Wen must go and see it!"

"Okay." Wen Min nodded with a smile.

The time was almost the same, Wen Min took Ye Chen back to Leafen Inn.

Today, she changed the medicine. Song Qingyu was not asleep after taking it. Then she saw Ye Chen running to the bed with short legs. She looked at him with big black eyes and asked curiously: "Uncle Song, does it hurt to get acupuncture?"

Song Qingyu shook his head slightly: "It doesn't hurt." His voice was not as powerless as before.

"It really doesn't hurt?" Ye Chen confirmed again.

Song Qingyu nodded gently: "It really doesn't hurt."

"Then I will tell my mother and uncle when I go back, my aunt will stab them with needles so that they don't have to be afraid, it won't hurt!" Ye Chen smiled and grabbed Song Qingyu's hand and shook it, "I'm leaving! Uncle Song, you have to get well quickly!"

"Okay." A trace of warmth flashed in Song Qingyu's eyes. No wonder Wen Min mentioned him very much after Ye Chen came yesterday. This child was already popular.

"Young Master Feng, I wonder if A Yu's body can see the wind now? I asked someone to make a wheelchair and wanted to push him out for a walk and see the sun." Wen Min asked when it was difficult for him to send the wind to come out.

Feng Buyi thought for a moment: "Yes. He is not injured now, but he is weak. It is beneficial to go out for a walk more."

"Okay, thank you so much for Young Master Feng!" Wen Min thanked again.

"Goodbye Grandma Wen!" Ye Chen lay on Feng Buyi's shoulder and waved his little hand at Wen Min.

Wen Min watched the carriage turn around a corner and can no longer see it, so she turned around and went back.

Song Qingyu had no strength in both legs and hands. Wen Min asked someone to lift him into a wheelchair. She pushed him in person, walked slowly, and went around the garden.

The sun is warm, the breeze brings warmth, and the birds sing and the flowers are fragrant.

Song Qingyu's soul is Yun Yao.

Yun Yao and Song Qingyu have known each other since childhood. They have a special fate. They were born on the same day of the same year, month and day. As Wen Min said, they are good friends and are very familiar with each other.

So now Song Qingyu, who has changed his core, when he woke up in Chongming City, when he saw Song Feng, his first thought was, why did Qingyu's father get so much older? Then, he heard Song Feng say: "A Yu, I am my father!"

From Chongming City to the capital, Song Qingyu has been in a drowsy state. Most of the time it was because of his physical weakness. In part, it was because he was digesting this bizarre experience. He was obviously dead, but he was reborn in his friend. The incredible thing happened, which made him think it was an illusion and in a dream.

Now, Song Qingyu calmly accepted all this.

"A Yu, look at that swing. When you were three years old, your father made it for you. You can't even play it, and your mother can't bear to tear it down." Wen Min said with a smile, "It's really thanks to Ye Ling, she is your benefactor. I'm going to Prince Jing's Mansion tomorrow, thank her in person."

Song Qingyu asked softly: "Isn't she the Princess Zhan? Why do she live in Prince Jing's Mansion?"

"Oh, she is a miserable person. On the night she married Yun Yao, Yun Yao left, saying that she had not fulfilled her family and became a widow at a young age. She has the ability to ask your brother Ye to have a throne. Wherever she lives, it is the same. She will not ignore your aunt of Yun's." Wen Min said with a smile.

"Aunt Xue... OK?" Song Qingyu lowered his eyes slightly and asked.

Wen Min sighed: "I went to see her before you came back and was sick again. Yun Xiu had an accident before. He came back alive and was seriously injured. She said that Ye Ling asked Young Master Feng to prescribe her medicine. Yun Xiu's injury was also treated by Young Master Feng, and he only lacked an arm. Just like you, he has lost his memory. But it's good to be alive."

"Yes." Song Qingyu didn't say anything again.

The sweet cakes that Ye Chen brought back were tasted by his family and were delicious.

But Wen Min asked Ye Chen to tell her that she was coming to Prince Jing’s Mansion today, but Ye Chen forgot about it.

Early in the morning, Ye Ling and Ye Jing practiced morning. Every time they ran through Songfengju, Feng Buyi raised his arms and shouted: "Come on, Brother Ye! Beyond your second sister!"
To be continued...