After Being Reborn, The Sick and Tender Lord Always Rips Off My Vest

An Sheng was amused by Yu Lin, "Probably because in my heart, I don't pay attention to blood relationship and kindness and righteousness."

"As long as I have a clear conscience, I can't take care of the rest. If the old pavilion master thinks that saving my life can make me a bull and a horse for a lifetime, selfless dedication for a lifetime, and his use for a lifetime, it is absolutely impossible."

"No matter who it is, it's impossible. If Bo Jinye wants to use me one day, then I will leave him without hesitation and deal with him."

An Sheng's eyes showed a hint of coldness, and then he frowned, "Does this make me seem ruthless?"

Yulin shook her head, "Of course not."

Thinking of something again, he laughed and teased, "I'm afraid that when the time comes, Niang Niang, you won't be ruthless if you can't do it yourself."

An Sheng touched the jade bracelet on his wrist and raised his brows lightly, "If you don't want to kill him, then turn him into my dog, my pet, my male pet, if you want to run away, you can't escape, if you want to die, you can Can't die."

Bo Jinye, who was rushing to the battlefield thousands of miles away, shuddered unconsciously.

As if someone was talking about him behind his back.

"Your Majesty, let's rest in front tonight, the minister has already sent someone to set up camp first." The lieutenant followed and asked for instructions.

Bo Jinye came back to his senses, "Okay."

There is still more than a month to reach the southwest border, and he really wants to put his wings on and fly over.

In ancient times, carriages and horses could not pass, and soldiers and soldiers were all mobilized to move the crowd. If Bo Jinye was alone, he could travel day and night, but he couldn't make fun of the bodies of these soldiers.

When night fell, Bo Jinye was looking at the map in the tent, playing with a hosta unconsciously in his hand.

It was given to him by An Sheng.

The man looked at the territory map and thought carefully.

He didn't want to leave An Sheng again, so when he came out this time, he had to solve all these foreign troubles at once.

He came from modern times, and when he looked at the art of war and the wars he had provoked in ancient times, he couldn't say it was stupid, but it was definitely inappropriate.

The current him, if it is said that the war is definitely not as good as before, but he knows **** people and how to exchange the least loss for the greatest benefit.

"Your Majesty, there is a military report."

Bo Jinye hummed and raised his eyes, "Come in."

The lieutenant sent the report, Bo Jinye opened it and swept it, smiled, "I will inform you, you don't have to get up early tomorrow to drive, stop here to rest for two days."

"Yes."

Bo Jinye burned the military newspaper and continued to study.

Xi Yuan has completed what he ordered and is rushing this way.

As long as the war in the southwest subsides, he can return to Sheng Sheng.

On Qixing's side, he can handle it himself.

After the army waited in place for two days, Bo Xiyuan also led some of his personal soldiers to catch up.

"Your Majesty." Bo Xiyuan opened the tent and came in, "All arrangements have been made, you can leave at any time."

"Let's go." Bo Jinye put the hosta in his arms.

Bo Xiyuan saw it, "The Queen's concubine? Don't be afraid to stab yourself when you put it in your arms."

"It's up to you." Bo Jinye glared at him angrily, "Let's go quickly."

The army pulled out and continued to go southwest.

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In the capital, You Family, You Xin leaned against Ning Yunai's arms with tears in her eyes, her eyes were red, hurt and angry, "Why don't you follow me well!"

Ning Yunai, who has become Youxin's servant, hugged him tighter with a smile, "I didn't expect that the young master could climb trees and touch birds' eggs."

"It's not my fault, I really didn't expect it."

You Xin twisted his feet, and Jin Gui's young master cried immediately.

"Then I've already climbed up, and you don't know how to follow me! How did you act as a servant!" Yuxin shouted.

Ning Yunai was a little amused when she saw that he was still scolding him with tears on his face, "Yes, yes, next time, next time, I will definitely follow the young master down below."

"Go and ask the doctor!" Youxin's voice was still crying, "Say you're sick, don't tell your grandmother."

Tell your grandmother that you will be laughed at by the grandmother.

The curvature of Ning Yunai's lips became larger and larger, "It turns out that the young master is still afraid of grandmother."

"You take care of me, hurry up and take me back, it hurts to death." Youxin hummed.

Ning Yunai sighed in her heart, picked up the person horizontally, went back to the room and put them on the bed.

The man deliberately stayed on the side of the bed and couldn't get up.

The boy was completely enveloped by the figure of the man.

"What are you doing?" Youxin looked at him strangely and pushed Ning Yunai, "Go away."

Ning Yunai got up slightly, "Don't do anything, help the young master take off his shoes and socks."

"Hurry up and call the doctor." Youxin urged.

Ning Yunai took it easy and sat on the side of the bed, running her cool fingers along the boy's trousers, and then took off Youxin's brocade boots.

Then there are socks.

The pain caused by the cloth rubbing against the red and swollen area made the young master groan.

The man's fingertips gently covered the red and swollen place, and the hot skin burned his.

"Hey..." Youxin was so painful that tears came out again, and he shouted in a crying voice that could not be concealed: "Don't touch it!"

"It's just a little swollen, okay, does it hurt here?" The man pressed his fingers gently.

"It hurts! Take it easy!" Youxin slapped him, "Take it easy!"

Ning Yunai shook her head helplessly, "I've never seen you so delicate, it hurts if you touch it, how do I know if the twist is serious or not."

"You will still not be able to see a doctor." Youxin glared at him fiercely, tears dripping.

Ning Yunai retracted her hand, gently put down the boy's foot, got up and told the other servants to prepare things, "Although I can't see intractable diseases, I can still see sprains."

"Even if I'm not feeling well, ask a doctor, but you can't walk on the ground, you can't hide it from the old lady. I have a recipe that can make you feel better faster, and other doctors don't know."

Youxin was skeptical, "Really? How would you know that you're not a businessman?"

"It's just because I want to do business and travel from south to north, so injuries are commonplace, and after a long illness, I will still be able to cure these minor problems." Ning Yunai chuckled.

"I'm going to get something, young master, don't move around."

Yuxin thought to himself that I wanted to move, and it hurt to death.

The man came back soon, holding a small bottle of ointment in his hand. After washing his hands with hot water, he took out a piece of ointment with his fingertips and spread it in the palm of his hand.

The white ointment became fluid and moist when heated, and glowed in the palm of the hand.

"Put your legs up." Ning Yunai said, You Xin lay still, "How can I move if my feet hurt?"

Ning Yunai shook her head helplessly, "Then I have to make you hurt even more."

"Be patient."

After speaking, the man's palm covered it, gently rubbing and pressing the red and swollen place.

There was a tragic cry in the room, "Ah! Ning Yunai! I killed you!"

It was also mixed with the young master's unstoppable trembling and crying, with pity.