Yan Ruocheng was tightly bound by his arms and wanted to give him a hard elbow to escape. However, seeing that he was injured, he could not do it.
Just like this, she was allowed to be hugged by him, her body stiff and motionless.
After a long time, she said helplessly: "Marshal, you are drunk."
"Drunk? Maybe I'm really drunk..." Unable to wait for her admission, he let go of his hand in frustration.
As soon as he let go of his hand, Yan Ruocheng walked straight out of the tent without looking back.
After Huang Chenling took a step back, she suddenly fell to the ground.
She didn't trust him as soon as she walked out, because when she was held by him, she felt his body temperature was very high and heard something falling inside.
She turned around and saw Huang Chenling lying unconscious on the ground. She was so frightened that she ran back in panic.
"Chen Ling!"
She checked the temperature on his forehead and found that he really had a high fever. In addition, he drank alcohol again, and now the fever persisted and became much more serious.
She called the soldiers for help and moved him back to her marshal's tent. She stayed by his side all night, twisting the towel and wiping his sweat.
"Ruo Tong... Ruo Tong... why are you hiding..." He was so burned that he couldn't help but think about her leaving.
"Please, stop talking, just take a good rest if you have a fever." She shook her head and vomited.
"I...want to see...you...Ruoqi..." He murmured to himself again in his sleep.
"Do you think I don't want to see you? It's your fault that you are useless and spineless. The Holy One decreed that you marry the princess, but you did it so easily. Huh, I don't think I will let you see her either." She
The more I listened to his nonsense, the more angry I felt.
The next day, Huang Chenling didn't wake up until noon. Her head still hurt a lot.
"Marshal, just wake up. The little girl has just boiled the antipyretic medicine. You can continue to rest after drinking it." Yan Ruozhen came in with the medicine soup.
Huang Chenling heard that she was still disguised like this, so what he said sincerely last night didn't move her at all.
He thought, shook his head, sat on the bed and smiled bitterly.
"What are you giggling about?" She put down the medicinal soup on the square table and asked.
"Nothing. The medicine is so bitter, will you feed it to me?" He glanced at the medicine soup and asked.
The medicine is bitter, but it is two different things than asking her to feed it.
"Marshal, can't you drink it yourself?" She obviously didn't want to feed him.
"No, my hands are weak, my head hurts, and the wounds all over my body are stinging so much. If you don't feed me, I don't want to drink anymore." He said shamelessly.
"Okay, little lady, I'll feed you." She didn't care about his shamelessness, after all, he was still running a fever.
She sat on the edge of the bed and helped him sit up. Huang Chenling deliberately leaned against her and said weakly: "I can't sit still, so you have to hold me to sit."
Yan Ruocheng raised an eyebrow. Seven years later, how could this man become so thick-skinned?
"Marshal, will it be unstable if you sit leaning against him like this?" She pushed his body.
He quickly put it back, pretending to be in pain, and said: "Hey, you pushed me and it hurt me. There is a wound here."
Yan Ruozhen didn't want to keep talking nonsense with him, so she hurriedly fed him some medicine and went out. If he wanted to stick close to him, just let him.
She blew on the medicinal noodles and found that the temperature was acceptable. She didn't even need a spoon, so she put it directly in front of his mouth and let him drink it straight down.
"I can't drink it like this. It smells bitter." He turned his head away, not wanting to drink it anymore.
"Marshal, if you don't drink, the fever will affect your brain. You are already stupid enough. Fortunately, reinforcements arrived and you were able to defeat. If your brain is burned out, sooner or later the whole army will be annihilated." Seeing that he didn't drink.
, she belittled him.
"Are you stupid? Do you think I can't recognize you by pretending to be like this? You don't even look at your actions, and the bitter taste of your decoction will never change. Now you have to continue to pretend. Are you really
Do you think I'm stupid?" As soon as she disparaged her, he immediately refuted her rationally.
It turned out that he relied on these to recognize her. So what, she succeeded without admitting it.
"Marshal, look at yourself. You're already talking incoherently. Drink the medicine quickly." Without waiting for his consent, she pulled his head and poured the medicine soup directly into his mouth.
"Ugh! Cough, cough, cough, cough...!" Huang Chenling choked after being forced to drink a few mouthfuls from her.
After coughing, he was really hurting from wounds all over his body. He pressed a few heavier ones and his eyebrows furrowed tightly.
"What's wrong? Is the wound really painful?" Yan Ruocheng saw that he didn't look like he was pretending.
"It's all your fault..." he said lightly.
In the past, she would have hugged him and caressed the wound immediately, but she couldn't do that now.
"Marshal, if your wound hurts, drink the medicine quickly and lie down to rest." She said coldly.
Huang Chenling became angry after hearing this, and said unhappily: "Put it down, I'll drink it myself later."
"good."
What he said was exactly what she wanted. She put the medicine soup back casually, got up and left, still the kind of person who never looked back.
Huang Chenling was sulking alone in the tent.
"Doctor Yuan." After Huang Fengmo discussed the later strategy with Yan Rongyan, he came out alone to find Yan Ruocheng. When he saw that she had just come out of Huang Chenling's tent, he strode over to call her out.
"General, what's the matter?" Yan Ruocheng asked with a smile.
"I want to have a drink with you over there to discuss the transfer of wounded soldiers." Huang Fengmo randomly picked a topic and took her to his tent.
Huang Chenling then came out to look for Yan Ruocheng, but he saw Huang Fengmo inviting her to his tent.
He was a little worried that Huang Fengmo would fall in love with Yan Ruocheng who was now in disguise, so he swayed and followed him.
The two of them entered the tent.
"General, do you really want to drink with this little girl?" she asked deliberately.
"We haven't seen each other for seven years. Is there any problem with getting together for a drink with you?" Huang Fengmo didn't believe her previous words about getting married and having a baby, so he wanted to make her drink, but she vomited after drinking.
Mantra.
"There's a problem. It doesn't have to be about drinking wine when we get together. It's okay to have tea." She didn't think much about it, she just felt that getting drunk would delay her time to treat the wounded soldiers.
After she finished speaking, she started to make tea herself.
Since she wanted to make tea, Huang Fengmo had no choice but to sit down.
Huang Chenling rushed in at this moment, and both of them looked at him at the same time.
"Chen Ling, if you feel uncomfortable, please don't get out of bed." Huang Fengmo went over to support his shaky body and said with concern.
"Brother Emperor, help me sit down. I have something to talk to you about." Huang Chenling found an excuse to stay.
"What's the matter?" Huang Fengmo helped him sit down slowly.
"It's about the route to surround the enemy soldiers in the next battle. I think if you go to the north, you won't be able to catch up. If I go to the south, I might be able to push them back to the north." Huang Chenling said slowly.
"You don't need to lead the troops yourself, Rong Yan can be in charge. He and I can lead the troops in two groups, the north and the south." Huang Fengmo didn't think he came to ask about the situation of the battle, thinking he was here to cause trouble.
Yan Ruozhen came over with hot tea, one cup at a time. Seeing what they wanted to discuss, he went out on his own without disturbing them.
Huang Chenling's goal was achieved, and she added: "Brother Emperor, since you have thought about it, I will rest in peace and recuperate, and take my leave."
Huang Fengmo watched him chasing Yan Ruocheng out and guessed why he came in to make trouble.
Wherever Yan Ruozhen went, Huang Chenling dragged herself along with him. The two of them kept a close distance, walking around the entire barracks.
"Marshal! How long are you going to follow? I told you that you have to have a good rest and lie down to recuperate." She couldn't help but walk over and Biao said.
"It hurts even when I'm lying down, and it hurts when I walk. I'd rather walk. Besides, why don't I follow you in the barracks?" he said boringly.
"Stop talking, little lady, go make some medicine." She was a little angry at him.
Naturally, he followed her. During the cooking process, when she deliberately lit a fire, she made the smoke in the furnace thicker, hoping to smoke him away.
Huang Chenling didn't want to go away. She kept coughing due to her pain, and her coughing hurt all the wounds on his body. She silently knelt on the ground with one foot.
Yan Ruozhen deliberately made smoke so thick that she couldn't stand it, so she helped Huang Chenling and walked out together.
She took him to a nearby tent to rest, "Marshal, you really should go back and rest, stop making trouble." She touched his forehead with her hand to feel the warmth.
"I want to be by your side."
Hearing him say this, seven years ago, she should have been happy, but now she is really unhappy. The more he talks about love like this, the more she appears to be a bad woman who seduces other people's husbands. And it makes him look like he is.
He is also a heartless person.
"Stop saying some frivolous words casually. Marshal, you are already a member of the family, please respect yourself. You look like this..."
"What's wrong with me?"
"do not have much left."
What she actually wants to say is that I want to beat you up when you look like this.
"Just let me stay with you for a while." Seeing that she remained silent, Huang Chenling took the opportunity to rest her head on her thigh.
Forget it, if he doesn't rest, his health will really fail.
Huang Chenling soon fell asleep peacefully on her lap. She gently smoothed away his messy bangs, took off her coat, and gently covered him.
She was thinking silently: How did he get along with Wang Xiulin in the past seven years? With Wang Xiulin's temper, it was impossible not to touch him. If he had, how could he become so frivolous and completely inappropriate?
Like his character.
Half an hour later, Yan Rongyan came to look for Huang Chenling and found them in this tent.
Yan Ruocheng made a shushing gesture, asking him to come over quietly and take the sleeping Huang Chenling back.
Yan Rongyan nodded and did as she asked without asking any questions.
It's just that Yan Rongyan felt that she had a familiar feeling, so he glanced at her and then looked back twice.
Yan Ruozhen saw that Yan Rongyan was now wearing a general's armor, so he must have had a good outcome with Huang Tanyue.