Unclean

Yinniang saw Yan Yunhe staring at her blankly, as if she didn't understand her hint at all, her facial features were wrinkled in anxiety.

Yan Yunhe came back to his senses: "What did you see?"

This sounded like a question, but an affirmation, Yinniang clenched her fists tightly, her face full of grief and indignation, as if caught in bed: "You actually admitted it."

Yan Yunhe immediately realized that what Yinniang said was just deceiving him.

How the general's camp can see through is Yinniang's nonsense, to test whether he has ghosts in his heart.

But Yan Yunhe remembered that he was a little confused when he just woke up, and mistook You Yanjing for Yu Qin for a while.

Thinking that the shadow may be exposed during the dragging, causing misunderstandings, now it's all right, not all misunderstandings are misunderstandings.

Yinniang gritted her teeth and said in a low voice: "Do you have eyesight, he is not as good-looking as my elder brother!"

Because of the pain in his chest, Yan Yunhe leaned on the head of the bed: "Yes, he is indeed not as good-looking as your brother."

Seeing that he dared to admit it, Yinniang became even angrier all of a sudden.

But seeing Yan Yunhe suddenly laughed: "According to what you said, Han Chu was angry because of this?"

Yinniang couldn't help getting into the tent, if she hadn't seen Yan Yunhe's serious wound just now, she would have wanted to go up and punch someone twice: "Shouldn't you be angry, that right eye said we are idlers!"

"Who are the real idlers!" Yinniang blushed with anger, if You Yanjing was in front of her, she would definitely knock her down again.

Yan Yunhe said: "Yin Niang, don't give someone a nickname casually, that is the prince."

And it is very likely that it is the blood of the former prince Youyi, if this is the case, Yinniang must not be rude to him.

"Besides, it is true that he came to me for something. Now the rebels in the city are holding people hostage and forcing us to retreat. This battle has been fought very hard. Without his help, many people may die." Yan Yunhe said.

Yinniang is not a person who doesn't distinguish between right and wrong, she is only separated from what happened just now.

Seeing that Yan Yunhe is so calm now, the situation should not be as serious as she imagined.

She walked to the bed and sat on the footrest with no image: "Brother wrote you many letters, but you didn't reply to him."

The effect of the wine and medicine gradually dissipated, and the pain slowly returned to the body, Yan Yunhe closed his eyes: "What letter?"

Yinniang: "The letters I asked the Yayas to send to you were one letter a day at first, but later I advised my brother not to send too many letters. He just wrote a little less, but you haven't replied to him."

Yan Yunhe frowned slightly: "Are you sure you delivered the letter to my house?"

Yinniang's eyes flickered a little: "It is true that it was sent to the Imperial City Department first, but I have a mark, and the recipient must not open it. If someone from the Imperial City Department receives it, it should be delivered to your home."

Yan Yunhe said with a headache: "During this period of time, the Secretary of the Imperial City has to collect the criminal evidence of the Jiang family and the news of Dongping City. They are so busy. Who has the time to send me such a personal letter."

There are four types of news from the Imperial City Division, red, green, black, and white, and the urgency ranges from red to white, and the marriage officials handle them in batches.

No need to think about it, Yinniang would not waste the letter sent by Yu Qin to him, it must be in white, which is why it took so long.

When he left Beijing for Dongping, those letters probably didn't arrive at the residence until now.

Thinking that Yu Qin might feel uneasy because of this, Yan Yunhe felt a little happy just now, because it was rare to see Yu Qin jealous, and this is what this person looks like when he is jealous.

But now he doesn't feel that there is anything to be happy about. Although he let go of his worries before leaving Beijing, he said a lot of good things to Yu Qin.

But when Yu Qin arrived in Yaowang Valley, he lost all news of him, and when he received the news again, he was seriously injured.

How worried should I be on the way here, how many times have I predicted the worst outcome.

Yan Yunhe suddenly felt that perhaps Yu Qin's depression was not because of jealousy of him and Prince Wu, but more because of this.

At this time Doctor Zhou came in, his hat was a little crooked, he was on the road.

As soon as he saw Yan Yunhe on the bed, he walked over with the medicine box on his back.

The wound that had just been wrapped was opened again to look at it.

Doctor Zhou looked at the wound carefully, and said in a low voice, "Why did you treat it so roughly? This cut off all the rotten flesh?"

The flush on Yan Yunhe's face due to the high fever has gradually faded, turning into a bloodless pale.

He forcefully got out of bed just now, and walked in front of Yu Qin, already exhausting a lot of energy.

Falling into the opponent's arms, it was not pretending to be unconscious, but that he really couldn't stand still at that moment.

"I have to rest for a while. If your injury drags on, even your iron body won't be able to handle it?" Doctor Zhou said seriously.

Yan Yunhe still had the strength to laugh: "Isn't it up to Uncle Zhou to bring me back to life?"

Dr. Zhou wished he could prescribe the medicine for ten days and a half months, and let him lie on the bed in a daze, just like Yu Qin did at that time, and stop moving casually.

These two people were in so many disasters, either one was dying, or the other was injured.

He took out the medicine powder from the box, applied a thin layer of medicine to Yan Yunhe, and stuffed another medicine into his mouth.

"Just see if the fever subsides tomorrow. If the fever is still there, even if the battle can continue, you won't be able to survive." Doctor Zhou left these words, sighed and walked out.

Yinniang hurriedly got up to see him off. Yu Qin hadn't spoken a word since Dr. Zhou came in, but just stood beside him silently, staring at Yan Yunhe's wound.

Yan Yunhe turned his head and smiled at Yu Qin: "Han Chu, do you have a snack? My mouth is bitter."

Yu Qin suddenly came back to his senses, turned around as if he was going to pour tea for Yan Yunhe, and then realized that what he wanted was a snack, so he paced back and forth, looking flustered and even a little silly.

Yan Yunhe couldn't hold back again, this time he laughed out loud.

Hearing his laughter, Yu Qin barely calmed down, poured tea, and took out an oiled paper bag from his bosom, which contained peach blossom cakes.

When Yan Yunhe saw it, his eyes lit up, and after taking a bite from Yu Qin's hand, he exclaimed, "Why is it exactly the same as the one in the capital?"

Yu Qin wiped away the debris from his lips with his fingertips: "It's their family's secret recipe."

"The boss passed it to you?" Yan Yunhe asked in surprise.

Yu Qin hummed: "Their son committed some crimes, and I just happen to be able to help."

Yan Yunhe laughed again. When he saw Yu Qin, except for the moment at the beginning, the corners of his mouth didn't come down now: "Then you take this as a favor and learn to make my favorite peach blossom cake?"

Yu Qin explained uselessly: "I also learned other things."

Yan Yunhe: "I still want to eat."

Yu Qin had no choice but to hand the peach blossom cake to his lips again, but Yan Yunhe not only didn't eat it honestly, but kissed him on his fingertips, and finally said with satisfaction: "It is indeed my favorite taste."

As if being burned by Yan Yunhe's lips, Yu Qin withdrew his hand: "Would you like some tea?"

Yan Yunhe nodded, after drinking the tea, his energy was almost exhausted.

Yu Qin took off his cloak, and carefully got on the bed, avoiding Yan Yunhe's injury, held his hand, and slowly injected his internal force.

Yan Yunhe tried to break away, but under Yu Qin's stern gaze, he didn't dare to move again.

It's been a long time since I've seen Yu Qin look at him like this. It's like when he was in Donglin Academy, after provoking Yu Qin, this person always liked to look at him like this, as if he was wondering where to start to teach him a lesson. .

Yan Yunhe doesn't want to be taught a lesson, he just wants his sweetheart to feed him snacks and sleep with him.

Breathing the faint fragrance of Yu Qin's body, I don't know whether it was because the internal force that was constantly being sent into his body was too comfortable, or Dr. Zhou's elixir took effect, Yan Yunhe fell asleep almost instantly, or passed out .

He never slept well in the army, because war could happen at any time.

The strings must be tightened at all times to prevent any accidents from happening.

Waking up again, the candles in the tent had already been burned out, and there was a faint purple-blue light outside the tent, and it was not yet dawn.

Yan Yunhe turned his head, and saw a pair of awake eyes.

Seeing that he woke up, Yu Qin leaned over and pressed his forehead against him. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief: "The fever is gone."

Yan Yunhe felt that the inner strength in his body was more abundant than ever, which even made his wounds less painful.

"You passed on the inner strength to me all night?" Yan Yunhe asked in surprise.

Yu Qin was still wearing that human skin mask, Yan Yunhe couldn't see his face clearly, but could only feel the hand touching him was much colder than last night.

Yu Qin: "It's okay, I tried several treatments in Yaowang Valley, and they are very helpful to my body."

Yan Yunhe said hoarsely: "Nonsense, you have only been in Yaowang Valley for more than a month, how could you recover so quickly!"

After finishing speaking, he reached out to touch Yu Qin's face, but the other party dodged back.

"Pick it off." Yan Yunhe ordered in a deep voice.

Yu Qin's body was slightly stiff, and it took a long time before he slowly took off the mask on his face.

The skin on his face was stuffy all night, and it turned red as expected.

But that redness gave Yu Qin an indescribable taste.

It's a pity that Yan Yunhe is not interested in beauty now, seeing Yu Qin's complexion has become extremely bad, his mood has also become quite bad: "Call Doctor Zhou, I want to ask him, how long have you been in Yaowang Valley? , to what extent has it been adjusted!"

Facing this menacing Xingshi's accusation, Yu Qin could only look at him calmly: "Does it look good?"

"What?" Yan Yunhe was a little confused by his question.

Yu Qin sat up, her hair slid down her shoulders, and her black hair was like a waterfall: "I said this face, I finally saw it, don't you want to take a look at it?"

Yan Yunhe was dumbfounded for a long time: "I want to see you, of course I also want to see your face, but isn't it all because I want to see you?"

"I thought you wouldn't think that way after you got used to it." Yu Qin said calmly.

After speaking, he touched Yan Yunhe's forehead again to make sure that he didn't feel wrong just now, and Yan Yunhe did not have a fever anymore: "I'll call Doctor Zhou."

"No, what do you mean you have gotten used to watching it for a while?" Yan Yun said in a hurry: "Don't change the focus, we were talking about your body just now..."

"If it comes to the body..." Yu Qin stood beside the bed, knotted the tie of the cloak, and slowly tightened it.

That face that still moved Yan Yunhe's heart in the dim morning light, said to him extremely hatefully: "The one who can't even get out of bed now is not me."

"It's Mr. Yan, the hero who saved the beauty."