On the fifth day after she was born, she remembered the aura of Ming Wuyou's body, only drank breast milk, and refused to be approached by the wet nurse.
Mingwu was naturally happy to feed her himself.
But after eating and drinking, she would still stare at Ming Wuyou. As long as Ming Wuyou was not around or if someone else hugged her, she would cry loudly.
She had to wait for Ming Wuyou to hold her before she could stop crying.
This made Ming Wuyou dizzy.
Fortunately, she slept through the night, so Ming Wuyou could have a good rest, otherwise she might have worn down her body in a few days.
Xiao Fengmian is already two years old, and he is not very fluent in speech, but he is very sensible. When Wuyou hugs his sister, he can also move around to tease her.
It's strange, I don't know if they are connected by blood.
Little Wanwan can't remember others and refuses to be approached, but she can giggle at her brother.
On the day of the full moon, I held a small family banquet at home, and invited acquaintances to come and have a lively gathering.
In the evening, Ming Wuyou personally wrote a family letter to Murong Yu, talking about the child.
I had already written a letter after the birth, but it was said that the war in Yuezhou was at a critical juncture, so I received no reply to the letter I sent out, and Ming Wuyou didn't feel unhappy at all.
When writing this time, Ming Wuyou drew small portraits of the two children, put them in envelopes and sent them away.
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The war here in Yuezhou has completely ended. After collecting the prisoners of war, Murong Yu personally went to the Anluo Islands to eliminate the traitors.
The disloyal officials in the Anluo Protectorate on the island group were dealt with, and appropriate people were arranged to take over all government affairs of the Anluo Island Group until the court dispatched a new Anluo Protectorate to take office.
It took almost a month to go back and forth.
After the war in Yuezhou City, the local area and the five surrounding states were affected by the war. Nearly tens of thousands of people were displaced, and many houses and fields were destroyed. It can be said that everything is in ruins waiting to be renovated.
As the mainstay of the Qian Kingdom and a god of war, Murong Yu always understood the importance of reassuring the people after the war.
Therefore, after cleaning the battlefield, surrounding officials were immediately summoned to discuss matters of peace and security for the people.
Peace of mind requires human, material and financial resources.
Nowadays, the Ministry of Household Affairs is short of silver, but Zhou Mingkun plundered more than 80 million taels of silver at this time. It was the wealth of the people, and it is naturally the most suitable use for the people.
Yun Zichen was not very skilled in dispatching troops, but he was very talented in settling money accounts. Murong Yu gave him full responsibility, while he stayed in Yuezhou City, hoping that the place would be settled quickly.
When everything is on track, he will return to the court.
Yun Zimo was in a coma for nearly a month.
The wounds have healed, and some even have scabs falling off, but others haven't woken up yet.
The medical officer came once a day, morning and evening, for fear of missing anything.
However, after a month of careful and careful care, he still hasn't woken up, and the medical officer can't explain why.
Qingfeng turned around anxiously: "Why don't you wake up? Isn't it said that the injury is almost healed?"
"I don't know... I don't know. Maybe I need a chance." The medical officer whispered, "I'll try another medicine in the next two days."
Logically speaking, Yun Zimo should have woken up a few days ago, why didn't he wake up?
Qingfeng didn't have anything to say, so he sent the medical officer away personally.
Wushuang sat on the bed, washed a handkerchief and wiped Yun Zimo's hands.
There was a long stab wound on the back of his right hand. After the scab formed, the scab fell off and left a light pink mark, which looked a bit ferocious.
Wushuang stopped his movements, and when he continued again he was much gentler.
After wiping her hands, she wiped his cheeks and neck.
Qingfeng came in, took a look at her, and then went out silently.
Wu Shuangzhao watched Yun Zimo for almost a month.
Normally, Qingfeng is used to being silent and not saying a word in the account.
I really hope the master wakes up quickly, he will return to Beijing soon.
If he returned to the capital in a coma, he didn't know how scared the princess would be.
Wushuang helped Yun Zimo wipe his cheeks and neck, then opened his shirt and wiped his shoulders. The bandages on the rest of the area had not been removed yet, so she did not dare to move his body, so she pulled up the clothes and the quilt.
Okay, let's turn around and go deliver the sewage.
When the curtain fell, Yun Zimo, who had his eyes closed on the bed, opened his eyes.
He looked at the shaking tent curtain with complicated and gloomy eyes.
In fact, he woke up a few days ago.
It was the middle of the night. When I woke up and was about to sit up, I realized that Wushuang was sleeping beside him and was dreaming.
She was sleeping heavily, sometimes talking about her father, sometimes talking about Chu Liuyun, and occasionally calling out "Xiao Mo" twice.
Yun Zimo suddenly thought that he might have some status in her heart.
When he went after Zhou Mingkun before, he just wanted to help her get revenge. He didn't want her to be in danger, and he didn't expect anything in return from her.
He would have known that they were not the same kind of people, that she was heartless and heartless towards him, and that they were destined to part ways in the future.
But now he has entered her dream!
Yun Zimo couldn't control his heart and became greedy.
I think I have a good relationship with her now, so she took personal care of his injuries.
She would not be relieved that his injury was not good, and would only continue to take care of him.
So he continued to sleep and would not wake up.
She is indeed considerate and considerate and stays with him every day.
Yun Zimo felt a little eager to try in his heart, wondering if he could pretend to go back to Beijing?
Then she would have to go back to Beijing with him.
He has been upright since he was a child, and this is the first time he has made such a lie to deceive others, so he naturally feels uncomfortable.
But thinking about being able to stay with her for a few more days, that little bit of discomfort was suppressed again.
There was the sound of footsteps outside the account, it was Wushuang leaving and returning.
Yun Zimo quickly closed his eyes.
After Wushuang came back, she went to the bedside and looked at him twice, then silently picked up a miscellaneous book on the table and flipped through it.
This was brought by Yun Zimo with the army, and Wushuang accompanied him to take care of him. When he was bored, he would read through it to pass the time.
An hour later, the imperial doctor came back with the decoction. Wushuang helped Yun Zimo lean against him, fed him to drink the decoction, and then rested in the tent that night.
In order to take care of Yun Zimo, she asked Qingfeng to move a small camp couch, separated by a screen, and she had been doing this for the past month.
Yun Zimo felt drowsy after taking the medicine, and felt that today's medicine was different from the one some time ago.
In the middle of the night, Yun Zimo suddenly suffered from unbearable abdominal pain and even suffered from convulsions.
This made him unable to lie down at all, so he struggled to turn over and coughed uncontrollably.
Wushuang was sleeping lightly. Hearing the sound, he turned over and walked quickly to Yun Zimo's bedside, "Xiao Mo!"
"cough……"
Yun Zimo closed his eyes, his face turned pale, and he was sweating on his forehead. He grabbed her arm and said, "I feel a little uncomfortable."
Because he hadn't spoken for a long time, Yun Zimo's voice was hoarse and unpleasant.
Wushuang sat on the bed string, letting him lean against her, and shouted out: "Go and ask for the medical officer quickly!"
Then she lowered her head and looked at Yun Zimo nervously: "Where does it feel uncomfortable? Is it a wound?"
"Abdominal pain." Yun Zimo closed his eyes and vaguely remembered whether the medical officer said to change the medicine during the day?
He wondered if the medical officer knew that he was faking, so he made such a drug to torture people!
Wushuang didn't think much, and placed his hand on his abdomen, channeling his inner energy into his palm.
The bursts of warmth did alleviate a lot of discomfort.
Yun Zimo took a breath and looked better.
At this time, Qingfeng rushed in with the medical officer.
Seeing Yun Zimo open his eyes, he almost cried with joy: "Sir, do you know how long you have been unconscious for? You scared us to death!"
Yun Zimo muttered an apology silently in his heart, but his face was calm, "I made you worry."
The medical officer stepped forward to check his pulse, and his face was also filled with joy, "I said that the young master should have woken up long ago, and sure enough he woke up tonight! The young master has always been in good health, and now that he is awake, he just needs to wait for the skin and flesh injuries to gradually recover."
Qingfeng asked "Is it true?" several times. After getting the exact answer from the medical officer, Qingfeng quickly went out to report to Murong Yu and sent someone to inform Yun Zichen.
"I'm going to ask someone to make some light and easy-to-eat food for you." The medical officer said this and withdrew.
Only Yun Zimo and Wu Shuang were left in the tent.
Yun Zimo felt depressed and leaned against Wushuang, not wanting to move.
I didn't expect that I would be able to stop pretending so quickly.
With his unparalleled character, I thought that things would be over in a few days and he would be gone.
Yun Zimo sighed secretly. This chapter has been completed!