Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

Xue Wuyang reached out and touched his head, and his face changed drastically. Last night, they didn't persuade him to go back to rest early. Even Xiaowen Tiewazi and the others have come here, but Ling Jingxuan doesn't want to do things, who can do it ? Almost in a few words, he sent them all away. The children had nothing to do. In the end, they could only send him a warm cloak. It was still very cold in the middle of the night at the end of March. He was still ill after all. It was uncomfortable, if he could be a little harder, Jing Xuan would not have fallen.

Sikong Tam next to him stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around his shoulder, comforting him silently, what Ling Jingxuan was waiting for was not the victory of the war, but only Yan Shengrui. It is because of knowing this that they will return in vain. Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan's feelings seem to be unremarkable, but in fact, they love each other more than anyone else.

"It's okay, it's just a cold, just take two pills."

After recovering in a daze after a brief loss of consciousness, Ling Jingxuan shook his head, but did not take the small cold to heart. After taking out a pill and putting it in his mouth, he reached out and patted Brother Hu: "Thanks Brother Hu, bring me with you. I'll go back, I can't let Sheng Rui see me like this, he'll be worried."

When he said those words, Ling Jingxuan was lying on his back, his cheeks were directly against his fur, and his eyes closed again when he looked at him. He was too tired recently.

"Master Sikong, Queen Xi, please don't let the lord know that the master passed out for the time being. We will leave first."

With a swipe, he took his cloak and put it on his master. Li Ruhong clasped his fists and hands with Sikong Tam's husband, as if Yan Yi and the others were Yan Shengrui's shadow guards, and everything was given priority to Yan Shengrui. The master's wishes are the priority. Since the master wishes not to let the prince know, they will naturally follow it strictly.

"It's not just the wind chill, how many days has he not slept well?"

Watching Team Thunder carefully guarding Ling Jingxuan's departure, Xue Wuyang muttered to himself, "Everyone who practices martial arts knows a little bit of different techniques. The pulse was long and weak, obviously it was an extremely wasted pulse, and I hadn't heard of any stubborn diseases in him.

"Victory looks easy, but in fact there is no victory for no reason at all. What we see is his calm and self-confidence, but we can't see the hard work behind his goals."

Raising his hands to embrace his shoulders, Sikong Tam and him watched their disappearing figures. After one day and one night, they won the victory. The opponent was still the big Dongguo. No matter how heavy their casualties were, it was unimaginable in the past. Yes, but, the fact is in front of them, they did it, and the key to their success lies in his swift and violent method of breaking the city. Determination to win, although he has never been on the battlefield, half of today's victory is due to him. The so-called strategizing, the decisive victory is thousands of miles away, it should be like him?

"Tam, in our lifetime, don't fight the Qing Kingdom, I don't want to see Jing Xuan so tired again."

Leaning his head lightly on his shoulder, Xue Wuyang said sincerely, in his life, apart from the three Tam brothers, he basically had no friends. Ling Jingxuan could be said to be the only one, but they belonged to different countries, and they were all enough. Characters representing their own country, sometimes for the benefit of the country, they have to play, but this does not affect their friendship, he can't control them in the long run, at least when they are alive, he doesn't want to see such Today's battle.

"Why do you think I agreed to join forces with Qing Guo regardless of Hao's wishes?"

Looking down at him, Sikong Tam's mind clearly came up with what Ling Jingxuan said that day, as long as they took the initiative to provoke a war, in his lifetime, the soldiers of the Qing Kingdom would not be allowed to set foot on their territory. For Wuyang and Jue, he chose Qingguo because he didn't want them to be embarrassed, but that was definitely not the only reason. He knew better than anyone that what he valued was Ling Jingxuan's commitment and his relationship with Yan Shengrui.

"Thank you, shackles!"

Reaching out and hugging his waist, Xue Wuyang closed his eyes slightly, that's enough, as for whether their descendants will be as friendly as them, they can't control that much.

The two armies fought for a day and a night. The exhausted soldiers couldn't even walk back on their own. Yan Shengrui Sikong Hao also ordered the reserve soldiers to find trucks to transport food and grass, and pulled them back one by one. As for the work of cleaning the battlefield, Naturally, it also fell on the reserve soldiers. After the soldiers returned to the camp to fill their stomachs in a hurry, they fell asleep. It is estimated that they were all cutting people in their sleep. !

"How about Brother Shanzi? Daddy, is he all right?"

In the coach's tent, Ling Jingxuan, who had won the victory but fell ill, originally thought that he would get better soon after taking the medicine and then sleeping, but he slept for a whole day and night without waking up, and Yan Shengrui, who was hiding from his sleep, finally realized that something was wrong. Son, I quickly found Shanzi from the military hospital. At this moment, all the people related to Ling Jingxuan gathered in the tent, "It's okay, because Master's body suffered too much loss in his early years, he shouldn't be too tired or overly hungry on weekdays. Otherwise, once he falls down, the recovery time required is many times that of others, so I gave him two injections and two more medicines, and the fever should be fine."

He took out the silver needle that had been inserted into Ling Jingxuan's body, which was still asleep, and Shanzi carefully helped him cover the quilt, not forgetting to pinch the corners of the quilt. The prescription was handed to Ling Yun: "There are too many patients in the military hospital, and the medical children are too busy. Ling Yun, Master's

Medicine will trouble you. "

God knows how shocked he was when he heard that Master fell. He was going to operate on a soldier, but he gave it to a doctor without thinking. In his mind, Master was more than his parents. It's important, no one's life is as good as his life, until he took the pulse for him and determined that he was just suffering from a cold, but after he fell into a drowsiness because of his poor health, he was truly relieved.

Ling Yun glanced at the master lying on the bed with tears in his eyes, took the prescription and turned around and walked out of the handsome tent. Yan Si chased after him worriedly. No one knew better than him how much the princess' status was in his daughter-in-law's mind. To put it more vividly, if the princess asked Ling Yun to reconcile with him one day, I am afraid she would not frown. Their affectionate master-servant friendship is just like their relationship with the prince. Now the princess is lying weakly. On the chat, he was really afraid that Ling Yun would fall first before the princess woke up.

"What are you talking about, little dumpling?"

Everyone was listening to Zhao Shan talking about Ling Jingxuan's condition. When they turned around, they realized that the little dumpling was actually sitting on the bed and took off his shoes, and even took off his coat when he was done. Yan Shengrui couldn't help but frowned and walked over, but the little dumpling didn't. Holding his head up, he said as a matter of course: "I want to sleep with my father. When people are sick, my father always sleeps with me, and I also want to hold my father."

After he finished speaking, the little dumpling who took off his clothes and trousers turned around and pouted his ass and climbed up the room. Yan Shengrui angrily reached out and grabbed his back collar and lifted him into his arms. The little dumpling shouted in dissatisfaction. Said: "Father, what are you doing? People want to sleep with Daddy, let me go!"

"Snapped!"

"do not move!"

Yan Shengrui raised his hand and slapped him on the buttocks, turned around and hugged him away from the shop. Ling Wentie, who was also in a cold sweat from his unexpected behavior, hurriedly bent down and picked up the clothes he had taken off on the ground. He stared at his father with a deflated mouth and eyes in protest, he just wanted to sleep with his father, why not? The father is dead, he hates the father the most!

"Okay, don't show this expression, the cold is contagious, especially children are the most easily infected, what if you get sick too? Besides, what dad needs most now is rest, don't quarrel with your dad Now, let the second brother take you to get dressed."

Yan Shengrui said and shoved him to Ling Wen. In the past, if he showed such an expression, he would definitely feel so distressed that he would immediately disarm and surrender, but now, all he is full of is Ling Jingxuan, and he just wants to drive everyone away. Be quiet with him.

"But people are also worried about Daddy, Father"

"Okay, don't call me the king again, little dumpling. What we need most here is quietness. Second brother, please, don't make any more noise, okay? We are all worried about Daddy, and we are all afraid of what happens to Daddy."

Seeing him still unwilling to give up, Ling Wen reluctantly hugged him and walked out. They all knew that the little dumpling was just worrying about his father in the way he knew and could do, but he really didn't need it now, father king He was also tired. He knew that the father only wanted to be alone with his father. Usually, his father belonged to all of them. At least at this moment, the father must hope that his father belongs to him alone.