On the march, Wanqi's army stretched out in a long and mighty manner.
When the army was stationed, Xie Lian called Xie Wenwu into his tent and took out a letter.
"A letter from the capital?" Xie Wenwu said, taking the letter, "What's the matter? We've only been away for a few days, so they won't ask us to go back."
"It's my sister!"
Xie Wenwu immediately unfolded the letter carefully and read it carefully.
When Xie Lian saw this, he sternly cursed, "I haven't seen you take it so seriously when I read the military book."
After reading the letter quickly, Xie Wenwu turned it back and read it carefully before putting it down, his eyes turning red.
Xie Wenwu quickly wiped his eyes, "Father, when did this letter arrive?"
"At noon."
Xie Wenwu pondered and calculated, "In other words, Xie Yao was released not long after we set off. He is quite trustworthy."
"He is the current emperor, how can he break his promise to others?" Xie Lian looked serious.
"Wenwu," Xie Lian said, his voice no longer so harsh, but more kind.
"Father, tell me."
"I hope you can always pamper her, no matter who you have to face! Even if she causes trouble, you don't have to worry because the General's Mansion is here."
Xie Wenwu was silent.
He had always thought this way and was doing this, but he never expected that these words would come out of his father's mouth.
"Don't worry, father. Even if father doesn't say anything, I won't let anyone bully her." Xie Wenwu said firmly.
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Late at night.
Outside the Prince Mu's Mansion, a black figure quickly entered the mansion, like a ghost.
"Your Majesty, Xie Wenwu has been riding in a carriage during the march. He has never ridden a horse or worn a helmet. He looks very weak." The figure in black knelt on one knee.
Chu Mu's eyes were dark and he smiled lightly, "Okay, keep staring."
"Yes." The figure in black disappeared in a flash.
Chu Mu turned his gaze towards the front line outside the window, and Sen Han's murderous intent flashed across his lips, "Xie Wenwu, I will wait for you to die in battle."
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After entering the palace, Xie Yao walked quickly in the direction of Qitian Palace.
When I reached a turning point, a palace maid suddenly walked towards me and bumped into her.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm blind, I didn't mean it, I'm..." The palace maid stopped and immediately knelt on the ground to beg for mercy.
Xie Yao was knocked back half a step, but it didn't hurt, so she said "no problem" and continued to move forward.
After all, she left in a hurry, so there was no need to embarrass a palace maid.
After she was far away, the palace maid stood up and walked quickly in the other direction.
Qitian Palace.
Wu Feng stood in the side hall with a look of helplessness on his face, "My lord, please eat something. The princess ordered that the soup and medicine can only be drunk after a meal."
Chu Han was lying on the bed, with a coldness between his brows, as if he was enduring the pain, "I don't want to eat it, just take it down!"
Wu Feng hesitated.
"No guards, the soup has been boiled. You should drink it while it's hot. If it gets cold, the effect of the medicine will be reduced." Cuizhu said in a low voice.
Wu Feng glanced at the decoction, then at the prince, sighed, and was about to bring breakfast.
At this time, Xie Yao walked in from outside, glanced at the untouched breakfast in Wu Feng's hand, and put it back on the table, "You must eat breakfast, and eat more."
"Your Majesty, get up and have a meal."
After all, Chu Han has been helping her these few times.
Chu Han saw that Xie Yao's face was not kind and she looked a little tired, so he sat up and glanced at Wu Feng.
Wu Feng understood and immediately retreated with Cuizhu.
"I had diarrhea last night. There is nothing in my stomach right now, but everything I eat is tasteless..." Chu Han finished speaking to himself and looked at Xie Yao, "You can cook a bowl of porridge for me.
"
He didn't know what was wrong. After having diarrhea, he wanted to eat something cooked by Xie Yao. He had no appetite for anything else, even if it was cooked by the imperial chef.
diarrhea?
Xie Yao rummaged through the medicine box and took out a tablet of Xie Li Ting. "Take it and you won't have diarrhea."
Chu Han glanced at the white pills and felt a little dissatisfied.
I asked for porridge, but was only given a pill?
Then, he looked at Xie Yao's tired and lackluster look, and thought to himself: Forget it, she's so tired that she probably can't even lift a kitchen knife.
Putting the white tablet into his mouth, the corner of his mouth twitched in pain and he immediately drank it with water.
"How is your grandfather's health? Has the emergency been cured?" He noticed that Xie Yao not only looked tired, but also had no energy.
Xie Yao thought for a while and said, "Grandpa is fine for the time being."
Chu Han's expression paused slightly, and just when he was about to speak, Xie Yao said again: "When can we leave the palace?"
She didn't want to stay in the palace anymore, it was very inconvenient.
"Wait until the king recovers from his injuries, or until Father gives the order." Chu Han saw Xie Yao's worry, "Father only said that he would recuperate here, but did not say that he would not be allowed to leave the palace. If something happens to you, go out and deal with it.
Just come back when you’re done.”
Xie Yao was silent.
Chu Han asked: "Is the matter difficult to handle?"
"Although my grandfather was rescued by me this time, he is already old after all. My father and Xie Wenwu are away on war again, and there is no one in the house to take care of them. If he gets sick again, I may not be able to come back in time." Xie Yao still concealed her worries.
Said it out.
She was worried about her grandfather, and even more worried about the general's mansion.
"You don't have to worry too much. Your grandfather is in good health and won't get sick easily."
"I will call an imperial doctor over now. If there is any problem, the imperial doctor can help you delay for some time." Chu Han still remembers Xie Yao's anxious look when he saved Zi Qing from being kidnapped.
If something went wrong with Xie Yao's grandfather, Xie Yao didn't know what kind of madness he would go into.
Xie Yao glanced at Chu Han unexpectedly, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
"You're welcome. You can rest assured that the old man is safe there, and my injury will recover faster." Chu Han found a reason for himself.
As soon as he finished speaking, a gurgling sound suddenly sounded.
Chu Han's complexion changed, and a somewhat embarrassed red color surfaced.
Xie Yao listened carefully, with a worried look in her eyes, "Are you still going to have diarrhea?"
Chu Han shook his head slightly, "I had diarrhea all night because my stomach was empty."
Xie Yao narrowed her eyes, feeling a little hungry herself, "Just wait a while, I'll go make some food."
When Chu Han heard this, his eyes lit up, "Do more."
Xie Yao just walked out a few steps and said without looking back, "Okay."
It didn't take long before Xie Yao came back with food.
Because I was short on time, I only made pearl soup, which is of course an improved and enhanced version.
Chu Han looked at it and subconsciously wanted to frown, but he went over to smell it anyway, and his resistance immediately turned into catering.
It looks almost the same as the one made by the chef in the house, but it smells and tastes completely different.
"Spoon." Chu Han reached out towards Xie Yao.
Xie Yao handed over the spoon, glanced at Chu Han's slightly pale face, and filled a bowl of pearl soup first.
Chu Han took it and took a bite first, his eyes flashing.
He has eaten many bowls of pearl soup, made by everyone, but this bowl is the most delicious.
Xie Yao finished serving the soup for herself. As soon as she sat down and took a few bites, Chu Han said again: "Serve the soup for me."
There are usually people waiting in front of them, but when Wu Feng took Cuizhu out just now, all the other palace people also left, so now there are only Chu Han and Xie Yao in the side hall.
Xie Yao glanced at Chu Han and filled another bowl, "Eat slowly, no one will compete with you. Eating too fast can lead to diarrhea."
When Chu Han heard this, he shook the spoonful of soup he had just scooped up, and half a spoonful was left.
Seeing the pretense, Xie Yao asked: "What did you eat last night, and why did you have diarrhea?"
"I haven't eaten anything. The meals are all prepared by the imperial chef, so there will usually be no problems." Chu Han was also a little confused.
His intestines and stomach have always been very good, and he rarely has diarrhea, let alone diarrhea overnight. No one dares to do anything to his food at this time.
Xie Yao's eyes flickered, and suddenly Chu Han's shiny and perfect abdominal muscles appeared in front of her eyes. She raised her eyebrows. Didn't he catch a cold at that time?
"Pay attention to keeping the abdomen warm. If the abdomen catches a cold, it is easy to have diarrhea."
When Chu Han heard this, his expression suddenly became a little strange, and he defended himself: "I have never had the habit of exposing my abdomen."
"Yes." Xie Yao responded nonchalantly, remembering the waist badge, and planned to return the waist badge to Chu Han.
He stretched out his hand and touched it, and his expression suddenly changed.