Marrying Wife and Concubine Together: After Rebirth, I Remarried the Scumbag's Father on the Sp

She turned around suddenly and saw a woman in crimson clothes walking out with Zhan Yan on her arm. Her pretty face had a terrifying coldness.

Lin Yiwan? How did she climb up Xiliang Mountain?

The moment Han Mengyan saw her, her back was instantly covered with cold sweat.

"Meng'er? Meng'er!" Old Han's worried voice rang in her ears.

She no longer dared to hesitate and subconsciously ran towards her tent.

She threw herself on the bed, her whole body shaking violently.

Scared!

She didn't expect Lin Yiwan to come so soon. Wasn't it said that Xiliang Mountain was completely surrounded by floods and there was no way to enter the mountain?

How on earth did she get up there?

She really is haunting me!

Boss Han chased in from outside. He frowned and asked, "Meng'er, why were you so scared by that woman?"

Han Mengyan stammered, "Foster father, that's Madam Hou, Lin Yiwan!"

Mr. Han suddenly realized: "No wonder, but she is here, so why are you so afraid of her?"

Han Mengyan had a lot of grievances. The reason she fell into this state was all because of that bitch.

Old Han spoke quickly: "You don't have to worry. What we did was done secretly. After a few days, the traces have long been gone. Even if she suspects something, she has no evidence!"

Han Mengyan shook her head: "Foster father, I'm not worried about that. I have an old grudge against her. I'm worried that she will recognize me and say bad things about me to the Marquis!"

Old Han looked at her carefully and said, "You don't believe in your adoptive father's bone-kneading technique? Your appearance has changed a lot from before. How could she possibly recognize you?"

After hearing what he said, Han Mengyan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Old Han said worriedly, "I thought I could let you become Zhan Yan's woman smoothly this time, but I didn't expect that it would be ruined by someone!"

Han Mengyan gritted her teeth and said, "Don't we still have the support of the Yan army? As long as they are on our side, even if Lin Yiwan is the Marquis's wife, if she doesn't win the support of the army, she will be despised!"

Old Han's eyes lit up: "You're right. Let's go and see those patients with my adoptive father. We must make them grateful to us!"

The two men walked out of the tent quickly, and at this time Zhan Yan lay back on the bed in a daze.

After Lin Yiwan gave him acupuncture, she found that the swelling on his waist would not go away.

She frowned and made a quick decision.

She asked Yinghun to boil some hot water and pour it into a sturdy wooden barrel.

Since they had been trapped in Xiliang Mountain for many days, they still had some simple daily necessities.

There is no shortage of water, and all of it is collected from the cleanest mountain spring water.

Lin Yiwan first soaked the mud off her body, then changed the water and sprinkled Zhan Yan's medicine powder into it.

Perhaps it was because he was besieged on Xiliang Mountain for too long and he was sick, so he lost a lot of weight this time.

Although his face was still handsome, it felt like bones everywhere when you touched it.

Lin Yiwan felt very uncomfortable!

Her eyes were slightly red. She reached out and pinched his waist hard, saying, "You heartless man! How much effort did I put into growing all that flesh on your body? And now, look how good it is! It's only been a few days, and it's all gone to me!"

The moment Zhan Yan saw Lin Yiwan, he thought he was hallucinating.

He felt that he was about to die, so God took pity on him and let him say goodbye to his wife in his dream.

However, before he could finish his instructions, she bit his lip hard.

When severe pain hit him, he realized that she had really gone to Xiliang Mountain.

If he hadn't been so sick that he had no strength left, he really wanted to take over and pin her down, bullying her like he did at home, making her cry and beg for mercy.

At this moment, her incessant voice of disgust rang in his ears, and he rested his chin on her shoulder and murmured, "Wanwan, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of the meat you raised!"

She reached out and pushed him: "Get up and take a medicinal bath quickly, so that the disease will heal faster!"

He said aggrievedly, "Wanwan, how can I sit still in this tub? How about I wait until I have some strength back?"

Lin Yiwan frowned and thought, forget it, she was really defeated by him. This was not the number one god of war in the current dynasty, but a rogue and a pestering ghost.

He was completely stuck to her body, as if he had no bones.

She felt distressed and thought to herself that she should not argue with him. Since he was sick now, she should indulge him for once.

She helped him into the barrel and then sat in it herself.

At first he was obedient and let her massage his skin so that the medicine could penetrate his body as quickly as possible.

However, after a cup of tea, he started to act strangely, nibbling her shoulder with his teeth, causing goose bumps all over her body.

She frowned and stopped him: "Zhan Yan, you are not allowed to make such a fuss!"

After being soaked in the mist, his eyes became even brighter and brighter.

He said in a trembling voice, "Wanwan, I miss you, I miss you so much, but I don't have the strength, what should I do?"

Lin Yiwan thought to herself, if you don’t have the strength, then just hold it in.

But seeing his pale face, she knew better than anyone that he had to get rid of this anger so that his body could gradually return to normal.

She doesn't know what caused this condition yet, and will have to wait until he gets better before investigating.

She bit her lip hard and said, "Then you sit still and don't move, I'll do it?"

Zhan Yan's eyes were suddenly filled with joy: "Is it okay?"

Lin Yiwan glared at him and carefully held the wooden barrel with both hands.

Because he was seriously injured, her movements were very gentle, so gentle that Zhan Yan was a little anxious.

But looking at her blushing little face, he didn't dare to say anything careless.

What if he annoyed her and she suddenly ran away, leaving him in a dilemma?

About half an hour later, Zhan Yan heard Lin Yiwan's weak voice in his ear: "You, why are you not well yet?"

Zhan Yan had also thought about it, but he had been away from home for too long and his body was no longer under the control of his brain.

He answered subconsciously: "He, he, has his own ideas!"

Lin Yiwan's eyes went dark and she almost knelt on him.

He quickly grabbed her waist and increased his strength.

When it was over, there was very little water left in the full bucket.

Lin Yiwan was so tired that she couldn't even lift her toes. After all, she underestimated Zhan Yan's fighting ability. Even though he was weak, there were some things that she couldn't withstand.

She leaned against his chest for a while, then murmured hoarsely: "I am really exhausted, your wife. Is it easy for me to save your life?"

Zhan Yan was also very distressed. After being trapped in Xiliang Mountain for so many days, he naturally knew how serious the situation was at the foot of the mountain.

It’s easy to imagine how difficult it was for her and Fang Qingshan to climb up.

He hugged her tightly: "Wanwan, I'm sorry!"