My lord, wake up

"You were born in a businessman's family. I'm afraid it's boring to hear these things?"

Seeing that Chen Zimu didn't speak, Wei Yan guessed whether such a topic was too heavy for ordinary people. After a pause, he asked, "What about you? Did you have any wishes when you were young, or expectations for the future?"

Chen Zimu's eyes darkened, and a slightly mocking smile hung on his lips, "My wish... probably is to live."

Wei Yan thought of the family strife he had mentioned, and suddenly felt distressed. At that time, Chen Zimu was still young, and how he survived the days of being poisoned by his family and being alone and helpless.

Thinking of this, Wei Yan couldn't help reaching out and touching his head, "It's all over, and it will be fine in the future."

When Wei Yan stretched out his hand, Chen Zimu hadn't reacted yet. At first, he just smelled a faint fragrance of saponins. He didn't understand what the other party was doing until he felt a soft touch on the top of his hair.

Born in the emperor's family, the family affection he could feel since he was a child was very limited. In addition, his biological mother passed away early, and he was the eldest prince. There were many people in the palace who wanted to get rid of him, so he was always trembling Never dare to relax.

Even the closest master never treated him as a child, as if he was born to be rational and powerful.

This is the first time Chen Zimu has felt caring from others. Even though he is 23 years old, he no longer needs such comfort.

He didn't feel disgusted by the sudden intimacy, but his heart beat fast.He looked away unnaturally, "Yes, it will be fine."

Wei Yan smiled, "It's getting late, let's go eat."

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When the two of them left the kitchen after dinner, the sky outside had already darkened. Heavy dark clouds drifted past, covering the magnificent sunset in the evening. It seemed that the sky was about to change, and the soil under their feet became slightly damp.

Chen Zimu was half a step behind. When his eyes fell on the man in armor in front of him, he suddenly paused. After a while, he followed into the sleeping tent where the two of them were resting.

After the chat just now, Chen Zimu felt that his mentality had changed, and he was no longer as focused on dawdling in the army as before.

This upcoming war is not simply a foreign invasion, but a conspiracy caused by the royal family's struggle for power. He and Xing Chenmu have been planning for several years. It is not that they did not expect that their uncle would collude with foreign enemies, but they did not advance because of this. Instead of closing the net, he will use his tricks, hoping to find evidence of the other party's treason, and wipe out all the forces.

In the final analysis, it is their royal family who are ashamed of the people and soldiers on this frontier.It was precisely because of this, knowing that exposing too many skills would not benefit him and would only arouse suspicion, Chen Zimu still asked, "Does General Wei have an old disease in his left leg?"

"How did you know?" Wei Yan turned to look at him.

I suffered a severe penetrating injury to my left leg and knee, and after recovering, I left sequelae. Every rainy day, I would have a dull pain, but except for the oldest military doctor in the army, not even the few personal guards nearby noticed it. Wei Yan was obviously surprised by Chen Zimu's words.

"General, when you were walking just now, although there was no obvious abnormality, the center of gravity of your body was more inclined to the right side, and when you just opened the curtain with your right hand to enter the tent, your left hand subconsciously supported your leg. An untimely instinctive reaction."

Wei Yan didn't expect Chen Zimu to be so thoughtful, so he smiled wryly after hearing what he said, "I thought I was covering it up very well, but I didn't expect you to notice it so easily."

"The general has indeed concealed it very well." Chen Zimu sat next to him, "I said before that my family has been running a medicinal material business. Only then can you see your hidden illness."

"Do you know medicine?"

Chen Zimu nodded, and slowly put his hand on Wei Yan's wrist. Wei Yan didn't reject him, nor did he stop him from doing it. Instead, he raised his head to look at him with a calm and serious expression.

After a while, Chen Zimu let go of his fingertips and asked, "How long has the general been injured?"

"More than six years."

Wei Yan clearly remembered that it was the last battle he participated in before the peace agreement. The situation was not good at that time. At the age of 19, he followed his father to lead the army to fight hard, but the enemy's reinforcements arrived first. There was a huge gap in the number of the two sides. There is almost no chance of winning if you hold on.

In desperation, Wei Lin had no choice but to agree with his son's strategy. He led [-] elite soldiers to retreat first and then retreat, while Wei Yan stayed in the front to deal with the enemy. The enemy is introduced into the formation.

At that time, Wei Yan was wounded all over his body, and he saw the opportunity to use himself as bait to attract the enemy's commander to order to pursue him.

In the end, they won the war and showed Cangchuan the unyielding spirit of Ranying soldiers. After the battle, Cangchuan took the initiative to send a special envoy to send an armistice agreement.

In that tough battle, Wei Yan's left knee was the most seriously injured. An arrow hit his left knee bone, and because he didn't receive timely treatment, Wei Lin even made preparations for his son to be bedridden for the rest of his life.

But in the end, under Wei Yan's tenacious will, not only could he walk freely after his wound healed, but he also returned to the army and was awarded the title of General Zhenbei.

This old wound was gradually forgotten by everyone.

Although Chen Zimu had been in the palace all the time, he had heard about the battle that established a peaceful consensus between the two countries. He quickly understood, asked about his usual symptoms, and said, "Maybe I can cure the general's An old disease, it just takes a while, I wonder if the general is willing to try it."

"Really?" Wei Yan was already very surprised at Chen Zimu's knowledge of medicine. At this moment, he was somewhat skeptical when he said that he could cure old diseases. When I was sent to the mansion, the imperial doctor also bluntly said that such a serious injury would almost inevitably leave sequelae in the future."

"General Wei, there are people out there, and there are people out there. Just like when I thought I was going to die, I was living a good life and had the possibility of recovery. Why don't you give it a try, maybe you will be pleasantly surprised." Wei Yan's attitude was as early as Chen Zimu's. As expected.

"If the general is worried, you can ask the military doctor to watch. Whether I am helping you or harming you, the military doctor can always tell a thing or two. It just so happens that I also need the military doctor to borrow a pair of silver needles."

Chen Zimu has been in the army for less than a month. From a rational point of view, Wei Yan shouldn't trust him completely, but at this time the balance in his heart has already shifted.

If it was in the past, his leg pain in rainy and snowy days is nothing. He has been here for so many years. This pain is not unbearable for him. But now that the battle is imminent, if the weather does not clear for a long time, it may cause serious damage to the battlefield. Influence.

To be cautious, Wei Yan asked again: "Are you going to treat me with acupuncture? Will it cause any discomfort during the period?"

"No, it's just that the acupoints will have a slight fever within half an hour after the acupuncture treatment, which will not affect the general's daytime training or defending against the enemy in the future."

After a little hesitation, Wei Yan finally agreed to let Chen Zimu come to treat him, got up and called for a military doctor.

The military doctor was aware of Wei Yan's physical condition, so he thought it was the general's leg disease recurring and was in unbearable pain, so he rushed to the camp immediately without delay.

During this period, Chen Zimu had also simply written a prescription, and when the military doctor entered the tent, Wei Yan handed the prescription to him, "Please trouble me to make a medicine according to this prescription every day."

"Does the general's leg hurt again?" The military doctor looked down at the prescription, and saw that it was filled with conventional medicinal materials for promoting blood circulation and dehumidification. It cannot be used for immediate treatment."

"The prescription is used to assist acupuncture and moxibustion, so it doesn't need to be too strong." Chen Zimu opened his mouth slowly.

The military doctor seemed to turn his attention to him at this moment, and after slightly frowning, he cupped his fists and asked, "Is this young master also a doctor?"

Chen Zimu returned the gift, neither arrogant nor humble, "I know a little bit, please borrow a pair of silver needles, my lord."

The military doctor glanced at Wei Yan, hesitated to speak, and after holding back for a while, he said, "Can the general take a step to speak?"

Wei Yan knew what the other party was going to say in his heart, but he followed him out.Sure enough, after the two walked some distance, the military doctor began to persuade him: "General, the man's origin is unknown, so you must not believe it."

The military doctor who came was an old subordinate of Wei Lin back then, named Zhao Lianji. Although Wei Yan has a higher position in the army now, he still treats him as an elder. Hearing this, he just smiled and comforted him: "You don't have to Worried, although I dare not say that he did not hide anything, but at least I can feel that he has no malice toward me."

Wei Yan went out with his father when he was more than ten years old, killed tens of thousands of enemies, and was in danger several times. a cent.

Zhao Lianji persuasively tried a few words, and Wei Yan politely blocked them one by one. In the end, Zhao Lianji was persuaded. After all, Wei Yan's old illness was really helpless. There are many skilled doctors in the world. If this person If you really have the talent in this area, it would be great if you can heal Wei Yan.

In addition, he also read the prescription, and there was indeed nothing wrong with it. Seeing that Wei Yan insisted, Zhao Lianji didn't stop him anymore.

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When Wei Yan returned to the camp with the needle bag, Zhao Lianji had already been persuaded by him to return to the medical tent. Seeing him coming back alone, Chen Zimu got up and asked, "Why did the general let the military doctor go back?"

"Well, do you still need his cooperation?"

"That's not... but, the general doesn't need the military doctor to watch?" Chen Zimu's face was complicated, "You are too gullible, the war is coming, and Cangchuan may send people to sneak into the barracks, so we should be more cautious .”

Wei Yan laughed when he heard this: "Are you blaming me for trusting you?"

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"Don't think so much, just because I believe you, doesn't mean I will trust anyone. I choose to trust the person I want to trust. If I really believe wrong, I am willing to bear the consequences."

Chen Zimu lowered his head slightly, conscious that he couldn't believe this sentence. Although he didn't come to harm Wei Yan, the purpose of sneaking into the military account was not pure.

Wei Yan thought that the other party was still struggling with trust or not, so he handed him the needle belt in his hand and said, "Aren't you going to give me acupuncture? It's getting late, let's start."

Chen Zimu regained his senses, raised his finger and pointed behind Wei Yan, "General, please take off your clothes and pants, and lie down on the bed."

When Wei Yan walked to the bedside, Chen Zimu seemed to think of something, went to the entrance of the tent and begged the guards outside, and after a while brought back an unlit charcoal basin and placed it at the end of the bed.

Wei Yan had already taken off his clothes at this time, and only a pair of obscene trousers were left on his body. Chen Zimu squatted halfway beside the charcoal basin to light the fire. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the man's bronze-colored strong body. With a shake of his hand, the fire folded almost fell into the basin .

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