Qi Yan snorted softly from his throat as a response to her.
His eyes still stayed on her, never moving away at all.
Seeing him like this, she suddenly lowered her head and laughed, took the initiative to extend her arms to him, and said softly: "During the time when I was in coma, you took care of me."
Qi Yan:!!!
He was obviously shocked by her actions, and his eyes went blank for a moment, until Ling Yutong smiled and raised an eyebrow at him...
He approached her without hesitation and held her in his arms with great care.
His refreshing fragrance spread to her with this hug. She closed her eyes gently and ran her palms along his back.
"It's fine."
Qi Yan said nothing.
But the force holding her was a little tighter.
Seeing her vomiting blood and fainting in front of him, his feelings could not be clearly summarized in any words.
At that time, his heart was constricted. Except when his father and second brother went there, he had never had such big mood swings.
He was in a hurry, at a loss, and even for a moment, the desire for destruction in his heart slowly rose to a terrifying height.
This hug made Ling Yutong feel his true emotions.
She lowered her eyes and just stayed with him silently, wanting to tell him with practical actions that she was still there.
The atmosphere inside the tent was indescribably warm.
Qi Yan slowly let go of her and asked softly: "How do you feel now?"
Ling Yutong lowered his eyes and felt it carefully: "I can feel that a certain medicine has worked, suppressing the restlessness of the voodoo bugs in my body. Now the discomfort in my throat is not that strong, and I don't want to vomit blood too much."
She paused, and originally wanted to tell her that she was actually conscious during her coma, but... thinking of what Qi Yan had done, she dodged her eyes, and ultimately did not choose to speak out.
Of course Qi Yan didn't know the twists and turns in her mind.
He was still paying attention to her, his eyes full of concern.
Ling Yutong was burned by his gaze that seemed to be filled with heat, and she forced herself not to look away. She didn't want him to feel that she was avoiding her.
"Well, why don't you go out first? I want to change my clothes."
Although she had not been unconscious for a few days, and the maids scrubbed her every day, it was different from doing it herself. She had just woken up, and she didn't feel the stickiness on her body, so she naturally had to clean it up now.
Her reason was reasonable. Qi Yan nodded and went to guard the door for her outside the tent.
She looked outside, breathed out very softly, and sighed silently in her heart: Really, I don't know how to face Qi Yan.
she……
It can't be said that she is rejecting it, and she doesn't want to avoid it. Maybe if she really wants to calculate it, she has never dared to think about it. Therefore, when the window paper is not broken, she can be at ease in her comfortable area. If it is broken,
, she didn’t think she could handle this well.
She didn't know how to respond, and she couldn't see her own heart clearly.
However, Qi Yan's eyes and hugs all told her that he would not tolerate it any longer.
Such profound and burning emotions that were going to rub her into her bones and blood always made her feel that it was not impossible for him to explain everything to her even in the next second or a few days later.
She clenched her hands, her heart was beating hard, and she had no idea.
So, what kind of feelings does she have towards Qi Yan?
"Master Qi! The Marquis is looking for you."
Outside the tent, Mo Bai bowed his head and reported.
Qi Yan pondered: "Is it about that plan? Is it going to be implemented?"
He asked softly, and no one could hear him except Mo Bai who was close to him.
Mo Bai nodded slightly without saying anything.
But his actions gave Qi Yan enough hints. Qi Yan's eyes darkened, he looked sideways in the direction of the tent and said loudly: "Yutong."
Ling Yutong responded hurriedly: "Okay!"
She was still a little weak, but she could also hear Qi Yan's slightly raised voice, so she thought it was something important and got off the bed.
She made little noise, but Qi Yan could still hear it clearly. He hurriedly said to Mo Bai: "Don't follow me, wait for me, I'll be there soon."
Then, Mo Bai was stunned for a moment and could only see the swaying curtain in front of him. As for his master...
Qi Yan raised his eyes and saw Ling Yutong standing on the ground with bare feet. His brows jumped fiercely, and without saying a word, he quickly stepped forward and picked her up.
"Eh!"
Ling Yutong was startled. She had just seen clearly that it was Qi Yan who came in. She wanted to ask him what was wrong, but he picked her up. She didn't have time to react. She was afraid of falling, so she hurriedly hugged his neck.
"you……"
She was so surprised that she couldn't even organize her words well. Once she started talking, she didn't know what to follow, so she could only stare blankly.
Until... her body came into contact with the soft bed, and he gently put the soft quilt on her.
The warmth brought her back to her senses.
She met Qi Yan's disapproving eyes.
"Are you anxious because I called you? I was negligent."
"Is it cold? If you step on the ground with bare feet, the cold air entering your body will not help the pain. This is what you told me."
"But it's getting colder in northern Xinjiang very quickly. Although it's still autumn, it's already as cold as early winter."
His tone was gentle and he kept looking at her. The emotion in his eyes was mostly self-blame.
Ling Yutong was stunned.
She shook her head hastily. She didn't feel uncomfortable at all after being lectured, but instead felt sweet and warm in her heart.
She responded in a low voice to show that she understood.
Qi Yan then put aside his self-blaming look and said to her: "The Marquis has something to do with me, and he wants to send me a mission. If everything goes well, I can come back tomorrow."
She nodded: "Then go quickly, business is important."
Qi Yan slightly raised his lips and took a deep look at Ling Yutong.
He strode away.
But there is something hidden in my heart that I haven't said yet.
For him, state affairs and her are business matters.
She is the first in his heart.
…
"Everyone is here."
An Nan Hou had a solemn expression, his gaze circled around and landed on Qi Yan.
"Qi Yan, you are the commander-in-chief of this operation. Do you have any questions?"
Qi Yan looked deeply: "No problem."
Beside him stood a group of soldiers with pure and introverted postures. Each of their faces was covered with a layer of iron-blooded aura, and their eyes were equally unwavering.
Qi Yan stood in the first place, and his temperament was like an unsheathed sword, sharp and heroic.
An Nanhou nodded with satisfaction, but there was no smile on his face.
On the contrary, it is quite serious.
Today's meeting was obviously held impromptu, and there was no unobtrusive formality, so everyone's ears were much clearer.
"Since everyone is fine, we will set off after finishing the arrangements in a quarter of an hour. We will go through the side door of the camp without disturbing anyone."
"Understand?"
"yes!"
The soldiers were very impressive, but their voices in response were low, obviously because of what An Nanhou said: "Don't alarm anyone."
Qi Yan had already lowered his head and started checking the things he needed to bring with him.
At this moment, his body no longer had that sharp aura, but was extremely restrained. If you only saw his back, you might think that he was just a man with an exceptionally good figure.
His downcast eyes hid his sharpness.
There were not many of them, but all of them had extraordinary skills. Marquis Annan watched them silently prepare, check, and then leave in an orderly and concealed manner.
He was the only one left in the tent.
An Nanhou closed his eyes and said softly: "Peace."
A battle between large armies would inevitably result in countless casualties, which he did not want to see.
If this elite battle can break the entire rigid situation and shift the advantage further to their side, then maybe... we can avoid a large-scale battle between the two armies and reduce casualties.
There is even hope that there will be no casualties.
*
Ruan Fu lowered his head and carefully checked it twice before relaxing his frown.
"It's no problem. You can put it in the pot and cook it. The heat is..."
Before he could finish speaking, Doctor Fang rushed to answer: "I understand, I know this by heart, and I will never make a mistake."
Ruan Fu raised his eyebrows, and then he saw Doctor Fang throw the medicinal materials into the stove skillfully, and then with a curl of beard, the old god started cooking on the ground.
Ruan Fu couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.
"Isn't this quite skillful?"
"Yes, I said I know it by heart, but you still can't trust me in the process of making medicine..."
Doctor Fang opened his mouth and came, his eyes widened.
Ruan Fu raised his lips and interrupted: "Oh, I'm not talking about your procedure for brewing the medicine. I'm talking about the order in which you memorized the medicinal ingredients. You're quite skilled at it."
Doctor Fang froze.
Ruan Fu continued: "Then who just told me that there are several medicinal materials that I can't distinguish, and I need help to add them up..."
Doctor Fang had a bitter look on his face before he finished listening to what he said.
He scolded Qi Yan, the brat, a thousand times in his heart, and then he looked up and met Ruan Fu's eyes that were half-smiling but not smiling. He instantly felt his heart go numb, and thought to himself, Qi Yan, this is not a little old man, I won't help you.
Hiding the truth, Ruan Fu has fiery eyes and loves to settle accounts after the fact!
Ruan Fu knocked on the corner of the table.
"Tell me, what happened between Qi Yan and Yutong? You were so anxious to pull me away in the camp just now to make room for them? Did you whisper?"
"What's their relationship? Or..."
Ruan Fu's eyes narrowed and his tone suddenly increased.
"When did Qi Yan become interested in Yutong!?"
Doctor Fang trembled all over and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pat himself, responding to the fright he had just felt.
Come on, he didn't even need to explain, his sharp eyes had already guessed it by himself.
He spread his hands, extremely helpless.
"I only discovered it recently. That boy Qi Yan is hiding too well. If Miss Ling hadn't really scared him this time, he might be able to hide it again..."
Ruan Fu was silent.
While Doctor Fang was talking, it was too quiet around him, and he felt something was wrong.
He was silent for a while, and then said cautiously: "To be honest, old friend, I do know all the medicinal materials you mentioned, but I still have a little idea of how effective the combination is."
"So, are you not being modest when you say that? Is it really imminent to go to southern Xinjiang?"
What he mentioned was obviously something that Ruan Fu said he was not sure about. At that time, he just listened to it and thought that Ruan Fu could solve most of it, and that going to southern Xinjiang was only needed during the recovery period.
But looking at my old friend’s suddenly darkened face...
He suddenly panicked, maybe he had misunderstood.
Ruan Fu glanced at him angrily: "I don't know how you survived in the palace."
Doctor Fang was stunned.
What does this have to do with him surviving in the palace!
His ability to survive in the palace was all due to his ability to size up the situation and choose the right strong team!
Ruan Fu closed his eyes: "What I said at that time was not self-effacing. Her situation was indeed urgent. She was able to wake up briefly now only because of the previous acupuncture. And she was able to stay awake after that. The medicine she took today will definitely not be enough."
Break."
"I am already making preparations to go to southern Xinjiang. When I do, I will have to come into contact with many forces that were not seen in the past. I am afraid... this journey will not be smooth."
Doctor Fang pursed his lips.
"Then how do you explain it to the palace?"
It is already an exception to come to northern Xinjiang to treat Ling Yutong's illness. If he still has to travel with him on a journey to southern Xinjiang, where can he hide the whereabouts of a trainer who is so valued by the nobles in the palace?
Ruan Fu was also silent for a moment.
But he barely hesitated and said, "Go."
"I'm not worried about Yutong's Gu."
As soon as these words came out, Doctor Fang understood.
There is no need to discuss this matter. Ling Yutong's matter comes first, and the affairs in the palace will have their own way of covering it up.
If you can't cover it up, don't cover it up.
His heart was deeply shaken and he couldn't help laughing.
Ling Yutong is really a magical person.
It seems that no one who has come into contact with her has ever said anything bad about her. Song Yue was originally a member of the Holy Sage, and since he followed her, it didn't take long for him to even risk his life for her.
This is especially true for his old friend. He never knew that these two people had any intersection, but Ruan Fu could do this for her.
Including him, she snatched away Ting Yue, whom she had planned to take as her disciple, and was tricked by him countless times, but he never felt bad for her for a moment.
Why?
Ruan Fu smiled softly.
"There's no reason. I just wanted to do it and it was worth it, so I just did it."
Doctor Fang was stunned for a moment, and then he was shocked to realize that the doubts in his heart were blurted out without any awareness.
He turned to look at Ruan Fu, but was startled by the other person's words and immediately cheered up.
"Look at the heat and it will burn immediately!"
"Hey, okay!"
After hurriedly fanning the fire and rescuing the concoction that was about to burn out, he shook his head in confusion.
Well, after becoming the imperial physician, he is now Ling Yutong's medicine brewer.
Or... the kind that is willing and extremely caring.
…
The wind at the frontier was blowing very strongly.
Qi Yan raised his hand and pulled the scarf on his face, signaling with a gesture: Keep moving forward.
With him as the center, their people were hidden behind the covers in all directions. At this moment, they had entered the resting place of the Turkic nobles.
Or there is another name, this is the base camp of those Turkic nobles who don’t know the heights of the sky.
When a person's kung fu is much higher than that of a person, that person will not be able to feel the slightest trace of the person with high kung fu.
It just so happened that their group was the first echelon in the camp.
Sneaking in didn't alert anyone.
Qi Yan nodded slightly, and they each found their bearings and went to explore.
Qi Yan chose the living room, and as soon as he sneaked in, he was greeted by the smell of alcohol, ambiguous music, and the rough and arrogant voice of the three people who looked down on the world.
"Just those armies of the Zhou Dynasty!?"
"They don't think so!"
"I also have tens of thousands of cavalry. Once we successfully gather them together, I can kill them all off guard and leave no trace behind!"
"Yes, yes! When will our cavalry arrive?"
"Well..."
A wine burp.
"Two days at the fastest? When they all arrive, I will take command and let the people of the Zhou Dynasty see what it means to be a soldier!"