Female student: I'm sorry, the prince is mine.

A girl, who goes to a place full of men at night, either has a very high status, or has a husband with a very high status. Even if she is not a husband, she comes secretly, she must be a naughty girl from a wealthy family who is pampered by her family no matter what she does. .

Such a girl has such a desire to save the world and the people. Even if she is a little willful, it is normal for her parents and husband to pamper her.

So Rangoro felt that the person he chose would be right, but he couldn't accept such a gift from her.

Nanshan didn't know that Rangoro had built such a beautiful life experience for her in his heart, so he just smiled and said that she did have this plan. After all, there was a real shortage of doctors in Buli's house, so they could help each other.

"I don't want to go, I just need a book." The old man pointed at the book, then said "Hey" and took the book over: "This thing is written wrong."

The old man trotted into the main room with the book. He picked up a pen at random, put it between his lips, smacked it, and started scribbling on the book. After a few breaths, he put the book in front of him, looked at it, and nodded with satisfaction. Nodding, he came to the yard again.

"Here, take it. When the old man was young, he was arrogant and unruly. He made some mistakes, hurt some people, and received some punishments. Now that he is old, he no longer wants fame and fortune. I will give this medical book to you, young man. So. That’s all in your name.”

He was sure that she was a pure and kind person with no bad intentions. Otherwise, a daughter's family would not be afraid of hardship and fatigue and would travel so far to diagnose the victims. What does it matter if she dedicates this book and even bears her name?

"Why does the old man trust me so much?" Nanshan only found it interesting.

The old man looked at her: "The old man has traveled around all his life and has met too many people. When I look at you, I know you are not a bad person."

And he thought she was extremely talented, and she might become famous all over the world one day. He could be considered half a master of a famous doctor. Although he no longer pursued fame and fortune, there were always times when he would brag occasionally in this village.

"Then Nanshan You, thank you, Master." Nanshan bowed in a pretentious manner.

"We won't do that nonsense!" The old man quickly helped her up. "I think the disaster relief is almost over. You should go back quickly and present the book as soon as possible."

"Okay." Nanshan responded, gave a few instructions, and walked out of the yard, looking back three times.

Back on the main road, Nanshan lowered his head and looked at the book that was stuffed into his hands. The word "Rangoro" on the page was heavily scrawled with ink, and beside the dark ink was clearly written: Old Man Bai. Also draw a beard below.

Nanshan laughed, the old man was quite interesting.

Putting the book given by the old man in a small bag, he followed the doctors to visit each house to adjust the prescription or check on the injury. At noon, he had time to go to the resident tent to have Xuan Qingyi's eyes reviewed.

This is what Nanshan told Wushen before returning to the tent last night. At this time, she walked quickly to the station. Sure enough, Wushen was waiting for her at the intersection: "Sir, please wait a moment. General Wang and the county magistrate are inside."

"Yes." Nanshan said respectfully, then took a step closer and asked softly: "What happened?"

I heard that the county magistrate was the first person to arrive at the scene. A day later, he went back to do logistics work for the city defense camp and the officers and soldiers stationed there. Why did this happen again?

"Come and apologize." Wu Shen's face was expressionless but his tone was gentle. From a distance, it looked like he was instructing doctors on the rules of entry.

"Oh." Nanshan nodded, said nothing, and stood aside quietly waiting for things to finish inside.

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir." I heard a lot of thanks from inside, and then a little old man came out of the tent with his hunched body and wiped his eyes with his wide sleeves.

Seeing the little old man walking away, Nanshan opened the door and went in. Just as General Wang was walking out, when he saw Nanshan, the embarrassment on General Wang's face flashed away, he bowed to her and hurried out.

"Do you feel any discomfort in your eyes?" Nanshan walked up to Xuan Qingyi who was sitting at the table and asked about the situation.

"Nothing." Xuan Qing also saw her coming in. The clouds on his face dissipated, his eyes softened, and he stretched out a hand to pull her to his side and sit down, "Are you tired?"

"Not tired." Nanshan answered while feeling his pulse and checking his eyes, "I went to check the collapse yesterday, and there were no other Gu insects."

"Yes." Xuan Qing also took her hand off his eyes, held it gently with his fingers, looked at it, and felt relieved when he saw that there were no scars.

"That county magistrate looked terrified." Nanshan thought of the old man who had just gone out.

"He didn't even know that such a big mountain was hollowed out, so he was suspected of dereliction of duty. But I know that he is dedicated to serving the people, so I just received a small penalty."

"Yes." Nanshan agreed.

In fact, if it were Ao Yi, he would have thousands of ways to hollow out the mountain without anyone noticing, but it was right to be a little alert.

"Your eyes have just been detoxified. Although you can see things, you should not be overly tired. But you must have a lot of official documents to approve these days. Let me help you relax."

As Nanshan said this, he cleaned his hands, rubbed them to warm them, then placed them on Xuan Qingyi's eyes and pressed them.

The candlelight in the tent was swaying lazily, and there was no sound in the tent at the moment. If you listened carefully, it was the gentle breathing of the two of them.

Although it was about to enter the autumn season, it was still relatively warm in the tent. Xuan Qing also closed his eyes and let the girl in front of him put her fingers on his eye sockets and brow bones, pressing back and forth gently.

The little hands were like feathers, sweeping across his brows and plucking his heartstrings.

Slowly, a sound of breathing became deeper. The knuckled hands were placed on his knees and they were slowly clenched. There was a sound suppressed in his Adam's apple, which made him uneasy.

While his little hands were still pressing, Xuan Qing slowly opened his eyes and met Nanshan's focused eyes. He looked at her, looked into her eyes, and saw his own reflection.

He was injured in the past, and his forehead was scratched by an enemy's knife. She also looked like this when she helped him bandage it.

In that life, he was a young general, and she was a spy who sneaked into the military camp. It seemed that the two of them would never end up in the same place, but they both seemed to have agreed, and no one would tell anyone.

He was injured, she bandaged him, he went to destroy the ambushing enemy troops, and she took the opportunity to steal his map.

In that life, he died for her.

But it was also the closest he got to her. When his soul was about to leave his body, he felt her kisses and tears.

Now that we are facing each other in silence, it is a peaceful time.

The face in front of him was still young, but for him, after several lifetimes of love, he could not be as calm and self-possessed as hers, without any distractions.

He had lost her too many times, and he always felt that he could no longer bear the loss.

Therefore, even if she is in front of him, he wants to protect her forever and never leave his sight.

Xuan Qingyi's eyes darkened, her eyelashes gently lowered, and her eyes stopped on her pink lips.

"Close your eyes." Nanshan put his fingers on his eyelids and pinched them gently, closing them.

The astringent feeling in my throat grew more and more, and a fire burned from my heart to my earlobes.

"Nanshan..." Xuan Qing also just grabbed a corner of her sleeve, "The envoy from Xiling is coming soon, and you will be verified soon."

Seeing that Nanshan didn't speak, Xuan Qing also said: "If you still have family matters to deal with, I will come to Xiling to explain that you don't need to restore your identity for the time being."

He knows that she cares most about cause and effect, and doesn't like him interfering in disrupting her trajectory.

"Why not?" Nanshan lowered his head and held his face with his hands. "After you regain your identity, it will be easier to do many things."