The Continuation of Time Traveling

Hearing what Yun Lang said, Fu Ning didn't reply, but Yun Lang knew that Fu Ning must know the answer.

Sighing, Yun Lang said as if admitting defeat: "It's just that when I was young, I was weak and sick. My parents sought medical treatment everywhere, and finally got help from the owner of the Medicine King Valley. I stayed there for several years. There are a few more."

Let's wait a little longer, and when he returns to Chang'an after finishing Lingnan, he will tell Fu Ning everything.

Finally heard a decent explanation, Funing didn't know whether to believe it or not.Looking down at Yun Lang, Fu Ning saw that Yun Lang was also looking up at him, smiling and very calm.

"I've never heard Shangshu Yun mention this matter."

Seeing Fu Ning's skepticism, Yun Lang withdrew his gaze: "It's not something worth celebrating, how could it be possible to say it to everyone?"

It can't be blamed that Fu Ning doesn't believe him, it's because he always teases Fu Ning when he has nothing to do, but he teases Fu Ning so much that he subconsciously becomes wary of him whenever he encounters a serious matter.

He felt that what Yun Lang said was very reasonable, but Fu Ning still felt that what Yun Lang said was half true and half false.

It can't be blamed that he doesn't trust Yun Lang. From the time we met to now, has Yun Lang kept things from him?Whether it was Yun Lang's own affairs or the emperor's elder brother making things difficult for Yun Lang, Yun Lang never mentioned it to him, even if he took the initiative to ask, Yun Lang would have brought it up.

Yun Lang loves to make trouble, which may be regarded as unreasonable trouble in the eyes of outsiders, but Yun Lang will not even mention a word about things that really bother him, and things that can be solved by himself, Yun Lang will not tell him. Will solve it by myself.

Fu Ning has always wanted to find an appropriate time to have a good talk with Yun Lang about this matter, but because of various reasons, Fu Ning has been procrastinating and procrastinating.

"What else do you have on you?"

"En?" At first hearing Fu Ning's question, Yun Lang didn't understand the meaning of Fu Ning's question, but after thinking about it, he figured it out, but Yun Lang was going to pretend to be stupid, "I have nothing but some money. Take it."

He really didn't even bring a change of clothes.

Fu Ning didn't need to think about it to know that Yun Lang was perfunctory to him, so he didn't ask any more questions, and freed up a hand to touch Yun Lang's body.

Yun Lang was taken aback for a moment, then twisted his body to dodge desperately: "Eh? You, don't touch! Where are you touching!"

"do not move."

Fu Ning simply let go of the reins, and wrapped one hand around Yun Lang, while the other continued to grope around Yun Lang's body.

Yun Lang must have something else on him.

"Yan Ming, come here."

Yan Ming was taken aback, and hurried to Fu Ning's side, but after hearing the conversation between Fu Ning and Yun Lang, and watching the interaction between the two, Yan Ming immediately felt a little embarrassed.

"Cough... what orders does the lord have?" Yan Ming lowered his head, not daring to look towards Fu Ning and Yun Lang at all.

"Take it." Fu Ning took out a small oil-paper bag from the inside of Yun Lang's belt and handed it to Yan Ming.

Yan Ming didn't know what to do, but he still took the small paper bag and held it in his hand, not knowing what to do.

After a while, Fu Ning put another one in Yan Ming's hand. After a quarter of an hour, Yan Ming's palm was full of oiled paper bags, and Yan Ming couldn't hold it with both hands.

Looking at those small oil-paper bags, Yan Ming twitched the corners of his mouth.

What did Mrs. Wang bring here?

Yun Lang leaned in front of Fu Ning, too lazy to hide for a long time: "It's gone, it's really gone."

"I can feel it." Glancing at Yun Lang, Fu Ning touched Yun Lang's body a few more times before finally stopping.

Turning his head to look at the pile of oil-paper bags in Yan Ming's hand, Fu Ning frowned slightly: "You tell me what these are, or do you want me to call He Ming?"

He Ming is the only military doctor who followed Fu Ning to the south this time.

Yun Lang curled his lips, and said in a low voice, "What can there be? Other than the antidote, it's all about sex."

The normal wound medicines were prepared by military doctors for Funing and the others, so he did not make such medicines at the beginning, but only made some things that military doctors would not bring.

"Put the antidote on yourself, and leave everything to He Ming." Why did Yun Lang put such a dangerous thing on his body so naturally?

Yun Lang dissatisfied: "He doesn't know how to use it. If you want to put these poisons in He Ming's place, it's better to throw them away now."

"As long as you understand." Fu Ning rolled his eyes at Yun Lang, "Yan Ming, send these to He Ming for a look, and then ask He Ming to come and answer."

"Yes."

After Yan Ming left, Fu Ning asked Yun Lang again, "Where did you get these things?"

Yun Lang replied briskly, "I deserve it myself."

"Where did you get it?" Funing asked.

"I won't tell you," Yun Lang played with the pendant on Fu Ning's waist, smiling a little smugly, "My husband is so capable, go find it yourself."

Fu Ning pursed his lips and looked at the top of Yun Lang's head, and after a moment of silence, he asked softly, "Are you angry?"

"No," Yun Lang said angrily, "Why should I be angry? Anyway, my husband is doing it for my own good. This Lingnan is too dangerous. I shouldn't come. The poison is too dangerous. I shouldn't take it with me. In the future, I can stay in Prince Mu's mansion and embroider with peace of mind. Oh, yes, embroidery needles are also very dangerous items, husband, what else do you think I can do?"

Yun Lang couldn't tell whether he was angry or not, Fu Ning did it for his own good, there is no doubt about it, Yun Lang felt that if he were a woman, he would be moved to death and happy at the moment, but he was not, so Fu Ning Putting this kind of goodness on Yun Lang made Yun Lang feel a little uncomfortable.

"If you tell me everything, why should I do this?"

Hearing Fu Ning's words, the only bit of dissatisfaction in Yun Lang's heart disappeared.

Yun Lang knew that he was at fault in this matter.

When Yun Lang didn't speak, Fu Ning also fell silent, holding Yun Lang in his arms, and quietly kicked his horse forward.

After a while, He Ming and Yan Ming chased after him.

But just as He Ming was about to say something, Fu Ning directly interrupted He Ming and blocked all He Ming's words.

"Give those back to Mrs. Wang."

He Ming was taken aback for a moment, looked at Fu Ning, then at Yun Lang, and said again: "My lord, those poisons are quite poisonous, and most of them are sealed with blood, so they should be placed here. Bar."

"Give it to him," Fu Ning sighed, and raised his hand to rub Yun Lang's head again, "He made all the things, he knows it well."

Yun Lang raised his face and looked at Fu Ning, quite surprised: "Didn't you just say that you would put it at He Ming's place?"

"Didn't you say you can do it yourself?" Fu Ning patted Yun Lang's head twice, "Be careful."

Seeing this, He Ming couldn't say much. After all, these poisons were not common poisons, and some of them were even unknown to He Ming. He could only judge the toxicity based on the recognizable ingredients.If these were really made by Yun Lang, then probably no one would know how to use and preserve these poisons better than Yun Lang.

Even He Ming didn't object anymore, and Yan Ming couldn't say anything, so he could only hand back the pile of greased paper bags to Yun Lang.

Yun Lang took them with a smile, and then stuffed them back to their original positions one by one.

Fu Ning thought it was funny, and indeed laughed out loud.

Fu Ning tilted his head, gave He Ming a wink, and said, "There's nothing else for you, go get busy."

"Yes." He Ming understood, and walked back together with Yan Ming.

Fu Ning held the rein again, put his arms around Yun Lang and said softly, "Protect yourself, so that you can always be with me."

Yun Lang paused and nodded, "I know."

After finishing speaking, Yun Lang raised his face and smiled brightly at Fu Ning: "You know, I cherish my life very much, and life is more important than yours."

Yun Lang said the last sentence as a joke.

"Well, I know," Funing chuckled, "Your life is more important than mine."

Funing said this sentence with a smile, but he said it very seriously.

But Fu Ning was still worried. When he thought of Yun Lang's body with so many drugs, Fu Ning felt restless. You can feel at ease when you touch the slightly stiff oiled paper.

But Fu Ning was relieved, but Yun Lang was depressed.

"Husband, don't touch it anymore, it's uncomfortable."

He knew that Fu Ning was worried about the poison, but the poison was put well, if Fu Ning touched it, it might really leak out.

"Uncomfortable?" Fu Ning looked at Yun Lang puzzled, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

Yun Lang rolled his eyes to the sky, took Funing's hand and touched it down: "You keep touching me, it's just like that."

Feeling the bulge there, Funing was taken aback, and immediately felt dumbfounded.

"In broad daylight, what are you thinking?"

Yun Lang complained aggrievedly: "Aren't you the one who keeps touching me? Why are you still blaming me?"

Fu Ning asked back with a smile: "Can I just touch it through the clothes twice?"

"Then shouldn't I have no reaction when you touch me?"

He's not hungry/thirsty, of course he can't respond by touching it casually, but Fu Ning's touch position is too delicate, he moves to his chest for a while to find the poison he stuffed in his clothes, and then he touches it again and again. Searching for the medicine in his waist and abdomen, Fu Ning didn't search for it intentionally, but just touched it casually, and always found something that shouldn't be touched, and the force was light and heavy at times. People depressed.

Hearing this, Funing either nodded or shook his head, looking at Yun Lang helplessly.

Yun Lang chuckled, with a smug look on his face.