Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a magic stick

Yan Qing entered the tent calmly, seeing that there was no outsider inside, she relaxed her tense breath, sat on the mat weakly, and lay down.

Although Lu Bu was still a little bit immersed in the massive flames burning the sky before, he immediately noticed that Yan Qing's state was not right.

It can be seen that Yan Qing deliberately concealed it in front of many soldiers, he was worried, so he could only endure it, and tried his best to support Yan Qing without leaving a trace, at least he walked back without any haste.

Seeing that Yan Qing fell down as soon as he entered the door, he couldn't hold back the panic in his heart, and hurriedly knelt down on one knee, while carefully checking, he called out in a low voice: "My lord, my lord?!"

Yan Qing closed her eyes, patted his face lightly, and comforted him: "Just take a break, don't worry."

The four refreshed cards in his hand are miscellaneous cards, and there are no peaches, so he has to play some wooden stakes to find a way to use up the "kill" on hand.

Although the lord had no external injuries, his face was as pale as paper, and he was so weak that he couldn't even stand up. How could he seem to be fine?

Lu Bu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, silently pacing up and down Yan Qing in the tent, hearing Yan Qing not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he opened his eyes and said: "If I didn't know that you are too worried about me, I would have suspected you He deliberately quarreled with me."

Lu Bu hurriedly stopped, and squatted down awkwardly: "Is there really no need to invite the doctor?"

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows, and deliberately said in a relaxed tone: "Did you forget about Xiantao?"

Xiantao!

Lu Bu slapped his forehead when he heard that, a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, he stood up without thinking, and was about to run out.

But just a few steps away, he suddenly realized that Yan Qing was left alone in the tent, even with Dian Wei guarding outside, it was not safe.

He hurriedly stopped the castration, only lifted the curtain, and ordered Dian Wei to pick it for him.

Yan Qing: "..."

For a while, he really forgot that Lu Bu had a good habit of bringing that Xiantaoshu No. [-] with the army.

Although Dian Wei didn't know the situation, he carried out the order unambiguously. In a short while, he personally picked up seven or eight fairy peaches, which were small in size but gradually darkened in color: "General Lu, these Is that enough?"

Lu Bu glanced at it, and took it over: "You continue to guard, I don't know yet."

Lu Bu attached great importance to that precious fairy peach tree and the fruits it bore. Normally, no one else could touch it, let alone picking so many juvenile fruits that were not really ripe in one go?

That is to say, if it is used on Yan Qing, he will not blink. The anti-fear effect is not good, and the quantity is not enough.

It's a pity that Yan Qing didn't appreciate it very much.

He looked at the pale red with a five-point green color, and couldn't help but jump between his brows, but seeing Lu Bu's sincerity, he reluctantly used one, and then refused to eat any more .

The effect of a fairy peach carefully planted by Lu Bu is only one-fifth of the effect he made with cards, but the taste and sweetness are not a bit worse.

Yan Qing felt his mouth full of sourness and the roots of his teeth were soft, he pushed them away without hesitation, quickly pulled off the soft quilt, and covered his body, shielding Lu Bu out as well.

Unexpectedly, the lord was so childish suddenly, Lu Bu was dumbfounded and couldn't laugh or cry.

He stared at the bulging quilt, and racked his brains to persuade him: "If my lord thinks this fruit is a bit sour, why don't you ask someone to make a beehive and get some honey to make it?"

Yan Qing was unmoved, and said in a low voice: "It's ice and snow, where does the honey come from? I am very aware of my situation, and there is no serious problem. Rest for a while, and I will be cured when I get enough energy."

The incarnation of God Zhou Yu just now, and the fact that he can really use the skills of a general, gave Yan Qing a lot of inspiration.

In fact, there is no need to wait, just drive Lu Bu out in a while, transform into Hua Tuo, take any red card, and he can make up for himself.

As for why he didn't do this in front of Lu Bu...

Yan Qing's cheeks buried in the soft pillow couldn't help turning slightly red.

Even though he is quite thick-skinned, not long ago he turned himself into someone else to molest Lu Bu. After the relationship was broken, after all, he cherished his image a little more than before.

Especially the statement of launching the "green bag" technique is really embarrassing.

I have to transform into a white-haired old man in front of my lover, with an old and hoarse voice, saying 'the older I get, the more I need to mend'...

Ugh.

Lu Bu didn't know what to do, and after being told by Yan Qing, he also realized this difficult problem.

"Don't bother you, go ahead, don't guard."

After saying these words, Yan Qing continued to cover her head.

Lu Bu felt quite helpless, and could only sit on the side with a wrinkled face, staring at the quilt, hoping that Yan Qing would change his mind.

It was rare for Yan Qing to show his heart. He could clearly feel Lu Bu's gaze, but he insisted on ignoring him.

And because he found that he only had half of his health left, he felt quite uncomfortable, plus it was warm inside the quilt, it was quiet outside, and the scheduled departure day was tomorrow, so there was no urgent matter on him...

After relaxing like this for a while, he fell asleep unconsciously.

Although Lu Bu couldn't see the movement inside the quilt, he could hear the sound of breathing gradually becoming long and gentle in his ears. How could he not guess it?

He waited patiently for half an hour, and felt that Yan Qing was fast asleep. Then he held his breath, and carefully pulled out the protagonist who was beautiful and gentle in appearance, gentle in temperament, but very stubborn in his bones, from the thick quilt, at least exposed Head out, so as not to be suffocated.

That was not enough, and he changed his posture a little to make it more comfortable, and then Lu Bu slowly returned to his original position, quietly continuing to guard.

Looking at it, his frowning brows loosened little by little, replaced by a faint smile that crept up from the corner of his lips.

Under Yan Qing's hard and soft persuasion, he read mostly military books related to marching and fighting. He had no clue about poems and songs, and he felt a headache just by looking at them.

But at this moment, although he doesn't know what the quietness of time is, he loves the sweetness of this quietness very much.

——It's a pity that the good times don't last long.

Just when Lu Bu was also feeling drowsy, with his eyelids half-opened and half-closed, and was about to lie down beside Yan Qing and play with him for a while, a burst of chaotic and hasty footsteps came from outside the tent.

Even if he only heard the sound of his footsteps, the identity of the person who came was almost obvious to him.

"Guo Fengxiao!"

Lu Bu was secretly annoyed, a carp straightened up, tiptoed out, and stopped Guo Jia who was about to enter.

"My lord is resting, be quiet."

He knew how much the lord attached great importance to this thin bamboo pole, even if he was very upset, he only gave a condescending and low voice warning, and let the lord go in the wrong place.

Guo Jia had been detained in the tent by Xun You before, until he heard the commotion outside, so he sent someone to ask, and the result was that "the solid ice that blocked the path ahead was burned up in one fell swoop by the celestial fire driven by Immortal Yan". big news.

Not only Lu Bu, but the first thought that came to his and Xun You's minds was the lord's physical condition.

Even the immortals in the sky who have the ability to call the wind and rain, drive thunder and lightning, have to be bound by the heaven and the earth, and it is impossible to act without fear and the principle of endless immortal power.

Whether it was the lord who sent the peach groves to heal the soldiers that day, or borrowed food from the sky to quell the hunger, they all showed different degrees of weakness.

It is also inevitable now.

And when he thought that Lu Bu was alone with the lord... Guo Jia couldn't calm down even more.

He was obviously wrapped in thick clothes, but he ran with such a clumsy figure that he was flying like lightning. After being stopped by Lu Bu, he quickly swept the clothes in good condition. The breath in his throat was slowly released.

When he looked at Lu Bu who was suspicious and dissatisfied again, his calm posture had completely returned: "My lord, I will watch over here. General Lu Da is tired on the road, so let's take a rest."

Lu Bu scoffed in his heart.

This Guo Shaofu is so naive, he just wants to drive him away with a flirtatious word?

A pair of restless fox eyes stared at the lord as soon as they came, but it didn't look right no matter what.

Lu Bu's thoughts turned, but he only said indifferently on his face: "No need, thank you."

He sat as peacefully as Mount Tai, Guo Jia didn't expect to be able to send him away with a word, so he walked slowly to the other side of Yan Qing, and sat down straight away.

With him guarding here, Lu Bu didn't dare to act rashly, and he definitely wouldn't let this reckless man's delusion succeed.

Seeing Guo Jia's defensive action, Lu Bu frowned in dissatisfaction as expected.

This Guo Fengxiao has been baffled recently...it is really suspicious.

The two of them had their own thoughts, and they sat facing each other, vaguely looking like they were going to fight against each other.

It's just that compared to Lu Bu who sat dry with empty hands and full of drinking water, Guo Jia came prepared, and very naturally took out a few official documents from his arms to read them carefully, ignoring the secret hostility on the other side. General.

Although Guo Jia didn't say a word, and looked contented, Lu Bu somehow felt that he was being compared. After thinking about it again, he couldn't help scolding this guy for being cunning - when the lord woke up, seeing Guo Jia's diligent appearance, It must not be me who is praised so much!

He looked around, but found nothing but maps and approved official documents, and turned out a sample of the "Book of Songs" that was tossed with the printing method invented by Yan Qing.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he still looked hard.

However, after only reading a few lines, my mind unconsciously went elsewhere...

The character transformed into by the lord before, is said to be the appearance of Zhou Yu when he grows up. At that time, he was amazed by the flame and the method of incarnation, but he didn't think about it carefully, but now he finds it very strange and puzzling.

It's very possible if it's just the facial features and stature, but the fairy ability of turning the music of the zither into fire and burning the sky with flames, can it really be possible when you grow up?

——Impossible.

Lu Bu denied this unreliable conjecture without thinking, and continued to think hard.

It would be unreasonable to say that he has nothing to do with Zhou Yu: Otherwise, why would the lord bother to transform into someone else outside, and who is not good to transform into Zhou Yu?

Lu Bu was in a daze, thinking for a long time, the book under his hand was not turned, so Guo Jia naturally did not miss it.

And Guo Jia's malicious gaze was quickly caught by Lu Bu, and he stared back unceremoniously.

When Yan Qing woke up in a daze due to thirst, when he opened his eyes, what he saw was his two big treasures, one civil and one military, flirting with each other in broad daylight.

Yan Qing was stunned for a moment: "You..."

Wouldn't it be right?