Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a strategist

Yan Qing saw Lu Bu's mouth open slightly in a daze, he was in a trance after recovering from a serious illness, but also in shock like a thunderbolt, his face was calm and composed, but he was vaguely guilty.

Although his original intention was definitely not to take the opportunity to feast his eyes, but in the past few days, he has indeed gained the convenience of his position, and he can openly and openly do whatever he wants with this long-coveted fit and strong body.

In the eyes of others, Yan Qing is really a personable, gentle and upright gentleman. Seeing him prove his determination to live and die with the lord with his practical actions, and he is moved by this, and when he admires and yearns for it, he would never dream of it. Thinking of it, he could not only wipe Lu Bu's body seriously, but also pat that muscular butt frivolously.

With a big dog guts in his chest, Yan Qing can be said to be content to take advantage of it.

Yan Qing's heart beat a little when Lu Bu saw it, but he had no way of knowing that what the lord was thinking at this time was not the same thing as what he was worried about.

Because of his outstanding stature, even though Yan Qing was tall and tall among scholars, Lu Bu was still used to looking down on him. Now lying on the bed, Yan Qing was standing by the bed, and when he raised his eyes, he became an unprecedented look up.

Then I saw Yan Qing leaning over and lowering his eyes, the candlelight was flickering, his eyes were crystal clear, and there was a small moving shadow under the black eyelashes like crow's feathers, and then he looked at the sharp chin, the snow-white slender neck, smiling lightly, The elegantly pursed lips were all indescribably beautiful.

I don't know how much more beautiful and beautiful than the gentlemen depicted in those messy picture books.

Without blinking, Lu Bu looked at the ordinary and unseen scenery from a fresh angle, and suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. It was the unbearable itchiness of being scratched hard by the cat's claw that came from nowhere. Very clear.

It's just annoying that he can't move at all at this moment, even if he wants to do something according to his heart, he is powerless.

Unaware that the disease came like an avalanche, the patient was unable to even speak a complete sentence, and his mind was full of ulterior and dangerous thoughts. Yan Qing seized the opportunity and stuffed a spoonful of rice paste into it.

Lu Bu: "..."

Seeing Lu Bu's ugly face, Yan Qing thought that he thought the taste was too bland. After all, the other party was usually a carnivore, and all of a sudden he could only eat some thin soup and rice paste. It was like this these days. The bird faded out, and explained: "My lord can only eat this now, and after a day or two, I can use meat again. But we must pay attention to step by step, and we can't be greedy immediately, so as not to hurt the stomach."

Where was Lu Bu's mind here, he just hummed absent-mindedly as a reply.

Yan Qing saw that he was listlessly drooping his eyelids, so that he could not see the look in his eyes, but he opened his mouth obediently and waited for the hello, so he pretended that Lu Bu reluctantly accepted the words, smiled happily, and then handed it over to him. a spoonful.

It didn't take long for a bowl of thick rice paste to be drained. Yan Qing put the empty bowl aside, and then brought the concoction boiled by the medicine boy.

Unlike the laborious feeding of the unconscious Lu Bu, once the patient is awake, he can fully cooperate with feeding the medicine, which saves Yan Qing a lot of effort.

Apparently, the No. [-] fierce general of the Three Kingdoms could not have the problem of not being able to take the bitter medicine. He was impatient to be stained with ink spoon by spoon, turned his face slightly away, and raised the tip of his nose. Yan Qing quickly understood his intentions. Meaning, I just helped to lift the medicine bowl and tipped it to my lips, and saw Lu Bu drank it all without frowning.

Perhaps the medicinal juice had a powerful sleep-promoting effect. After Yan Qing rinsed his mouth with warm water to wash away the medicinal smell left in his mouth, Lu Bu's head suddenly became heavy, and he was snoring loudly in a blink of an eye, and fell asleep again.

It would take another toss to restore the pillow to its original shape without any trace, so that Lu Bu could rest on it comfortably.

Yan Qing originally wanted to go back to his room for a while, at least take a bath, and go to rest after a little bit of exhaustion—although there are soldiers who prepare hot soup for him to take a bath every day, because Lu Bu does not know whether he is alive or dead, Yan Qing has no time to enjoy hot water In my mood, I just give up after taking a hasty bath.

Of course he planned it out, but just as he put the bowl and spoon on the table, before he had time to call someone to take over the shift, he was overwhelmed by drowsiness.

He was at the end of his strength, and he couldn't resist for a while, so he fell asleep on the cold and hard table unconsciously, closing his eyes and falling asleep.

Yan Qing was really exhausted. She had been sleepless for several days and nights, and never closed her eyes. She relied on her energy to support herself, for fear that she would accidentally fall asleep and feed the peaches when Lu Bu was dying. The last time he opened his eyes, he saw the despair in which he had quietly died.

Now without the sharp sword hanging over his head, he would be so dead that he couldn't wake up easily when he fell asleep.

On the other hand, Lu Bu has been resting in bed recently, not lacking in sleep at all. When the effect of the medicine wears off a little, he opened his eyes as soon as he woke up. Although he was not as active as usual, he was also weaker than before to the point where he could not move except his lips and eyelids. Weak and weak are far stronger.

As a military general with a lot of training intensity and at the age of fighting, Lu Bu was already as strong as a bull. He didn't even suffer from any serious illness before, and he didn't even suffer from minor illnesses.

At this moment, due to the timely and effective application of the medicine, Yan Qing was also meticulous as a nurse. As soon as he woke up, he helped him pour in some rice cereal and medicinal juice, so that Lu Bu could relieve his weakness smoothly.

Impatient for a moment, he continued to lie on the bed. He took off the wet towel covering his forehead, threw the quilt violently, and was about to turn over and get out of bed. On the table, with his side cheek resting on one arm, his brows frowned uncomfortably, it was rare for a military officer who didn't talk about demeanor to offer wine.

Lu Bu was taken aback for a moment, but this time he reacted quickly.

Before, my mind was in a daze, and I never thought about how I could see Yan Qing as soon as I woke up twice, and besides myself, Yan Qing was the only one in the big tent.

At this time, he was much more awake, and he could tell at a glance that Yan Qing could be tired into such a state, it must be because he stayed with him for a long time.

But the reason why he was so sick was that the culprit was not his thinking at all, except for the plague that ravaged the army.And Yan Qing, who is responsible for presiding over the anti-epidemic affairs and attaches great importance to this matter, can't he know how terrible this thing is and how much risk he has to take?

Lu Bu sat silently for a long while, his chest heaving violently, like rice paddies suddenly rising from the ground, across the high mountains and deep streams, unable to tell whether it was regret or emotion, anger or guilt, ecstasy or panic, and finally I couldn't choose a half sentence that was suitable.

He got up slowly, his movements were very slow, he didn't even have the intention to put on his shoes, he stepped on the soft blanket under the ground with his bare feet, walked over tiptoe, carefully picked up the sleeping Yan Qing, and put him on the bed Lay down on the long bed, cover the quilt, and tuck in the corners of the quilt.

These few extremely simple movements made Lu Bu extremely nervous for the first time, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

With Yan Qing's usual sensitivity and delicateness, it's unknown how exhausted he was, so that the movement of being hugged and changed places didn't wake him up.

Lu Bu's tiger eyes were burning, he stared straight at Yan Qing's sleeping soundly, and he stared at Yan Qing's handsome and soft face for a long time.

There is a saying that the mind is born with the mind, and the mind moves at will.

I saw the upright tiger with its teeth and hair full of emotions for a moment, ignorantly bluffing and approaching, in front of the unsuspecting braided white teeth, delicate and thin lips, doing something mysteriously. Although this is just a taste, it is also an out-and-out despicable act of stealing incense and jade.

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Lu Bu hastily put on a thin armor on the outside of his inner clothes, and he still walked with strides, his face was as calm as usual, the only fly in the ointment was that, like his eyes, his steps were a little wandering.

The first place he went was Zhao Yun's assistant account.

Zhao Yun listened to the adjutant's report with a serious face, and suddenly saw Lv Bu barging in directly with the curtain lifted, only showing a slight surprise, told the man to back off, turned around and saluted vigorously with fists in his arms, only the slightly rising tone at the end revealed his joy. Meaning: "My lord has recovered?"

Lu Bu nodded quickly, and asked straight to the point: "How important is heavy light, Zilong must know it well, how can he be allowed to stand under the dangerous wall? How many days has he been guarding?"

"Chongguang has made up his mind, and Yun can't persuade him no matter what." Zhao Yun did not panic, and told the truth: "My lord fell asleep for five days, and Chongguang stayed there for five full days, during which time he never left." Yan Qing repeated exactly what he said when he insisted.

Lu Bu nodded expressionlessly, looked calm, but felt his heart throbbing in pain. It took him a while to calm down, and asked calmly, "How's the interrogation going?"

As the sufferer who almost lost his life, Lu Bu's thinking is consistent with Yan Qing's.

Zhao Yundao: "Those officers and men are all old people who followed the lord from birth to death, their backgrounds are all innocent, and they never went out of the camp to contact outsiders when they led their relatives to work with them that day, and no suspicious things have been found yet."

However, Lu Bu sneered, leaned lazily on the chief seat, and said decisively: "Of course, we can't see any tricks just by attacking those idiots."

Zhao Yun said earnestly: "I also ask the lord to teach Yun."

Lu Bu twitched the corner of his mouth coldly: "I can't blame Zilong. First check your army, find out who is from Yuzhou, and then check Wei Xu."

Zhao Yun didn't ask much, just nodded and said: "Chongguang also explained the same thing yesterday, Yun has sent someone to investigate thoroughly, but there is no result yet."

"This matter is not urgent." As soon as Yan Qing was mentioned, Lu Bu involuntarily softened his tone, saying, "Chong Guang has been overworked recently, let him rest for a few days, and just report to Bu for the time being."

Zhao Yun also thought it was true, and after agreeing without hesitation, he suddenly remembered another matter and stated: "Mr. Wen He has sent someone to escort the two wives to Shouchun, and they will arrive in ten days. .”

Lu Bu raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly felt blessed: "The general in charge of escorting must be Wei Xu."

Zhao Yundao: "My lord is wise."

"Cunning old thing." Lu Bu cursed suddenly, but there was no trace of anger.

But after pondering for a while, the corners of his mouth slowly moved up, showing a savage smile, and said: "This is exactly what I want, and Bucha has a debt to ask his wife to settle."