The First-Class Medical Princess

Su Yunchu didn't struggle to break away from his embrace, but raised his eyes to look at him, "Huiqing seems to have seen countless women, even saying that women's hearts are fickle."

Murong Yuan choked up and couldn't speak.

However, Su Yunchu broke free from his arms, took off the robe he wore when refining the medicine, picked up some other medicine bottles, and introduced him one by one, which medicines have which functions, What to do, how many pills to take, what kind of pills to use for what kind of symptoms, all of them are explained clearly, just like a teacher treats an enlightened student.

Murong Yuan just listened quietly, his eyes were lingering on Su Yunchu's face, and he couldn't move away.

In fact, there was no need for Su Yunchu to do such a good thing. Murong Yuan had a doctor Zhou Zong who accompanied him for many years, and Zhou Zong knew Murong Yuan's situation well. However, seeing Su Yunchu chattering endlessly, he said tirelessly, in the quiet night, Only this place's soft and delicate voice only made him want to perish forever.

This is the first time that Murong Yuan has such an idea in his heart, forever, sinking, regardless of any major family and country affairs, regardless of Kyushu together, the recovery of rivers and mountains, regardless of the expectations of the old man who taught him earnestly when he was a child, regardless of the past. The only belief in life.

But he is Murong Yuan, the man loved by the woman in front of him, so when Su Yunchu put down the last medicine bottle in his hand, Murong Yuan put her hand in his palm and gently kneaded it.

He likes this movement very much. When the two get together, Su Yunchu's hand becomes his treasure. At the beginning, Su Yunchu still felt a little awkward, but after being held several times, he felt nothing. On the contrary, sometimes when they are together, if Murong Yuan's hand is not holding hers, she doesn't know how to let go of both hands.

Habit is a terrible thing, just like at the beginning, Murong Yuan couldn't bear to hold her in his arms at every turn, but now, that movement has become natural and proficient, and Su Yunchu no longer feels unnatural.

Murong Yuan seemed to be having some difficulty opening his mouth, "Ah Chu..."

In fact, he didn't want to see her being so sensible, understanding everything and understanding him, and she didn't complain at all about him who was about to go to war.

Maybe it's Murong Yuan's tender "A Chu", maybe it's the movement of him kneading his little hands, which aroused too many emotions. They say that ten fingers connect to the heart, so the temperature of his palm is conveyed through the fingertips. To her heart, "Huaiqing, I hate this war."

This farewell, who knows how long it will take to meet. And the battlefield, where accidents are prone to happen, also made her feel uneasy, even if Murong Yuan's martial arts are world-class, in the frantic battlefield, anyone is a helper who can't grasp the straw. And she, didn't she come to him because of an accident on the battlefield?

These angry words finally came out of Su Yunchu's mouth, Murong Yuan paused while kneading her little hand, but Su Yunchu raised his eyes to look at him, "Huaiqing, why don't you take me there."

Compared with staying in the capital, she actually prefers to go out.

But she also knew that Murong Yuan would not let her go.

As soon as she said this, Murong Yuan just looked at her and didn't speak.

Su Yun was discouraged at the beginning, "I knew you would be like this."

Murong Yuan listened, and chuckled, "I have more important things for Ah Chu."

Su Yunchu looked up at him again, "What?"

The corner of Murong Yuan's mouth lightly raised, "Ah Chu's original plan, shouldn't it be ready to start?"