After time travel, I became the general's exclusive cook

Beside the scarlet railing, the guest embraced the extremely charming girl with one hand, and poured wine into his mouth with the other hand. At this moment, the door behind him was kicked open, and the tall young man was holding a woman wrapped in a large cloak in his arms, looking at her. The man whose face is unclear, with crescent moon white ankles exposed in the cloak looming, swaying with the man's steps.

The man who was flirting with the girl was startled by the sudden noise. Seeing that the man with a bad complexion stepped out of the room, he hugged the girl and retreated towards the stairs.

All the voices seemed to be paused, and everyone's eyes were on the man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. Mu Guichen's riding boots stepped on the wooden stairs and made a "tapping" sound.

Anan waited at the door, and when he saw his general coming out, he followed closely. Taxue was already impatient with waiting, and stomped on the ground with four hooves, until he saw his master before he calmed down.

I had the experience of carrying people once, and there must be a second time. Although I was very reluctant, I still stood there obediently and motionless.

Chu Qiu was put on the back of the horse, and was a little woke up by the cold wind. He grabbed the mane on Ta Xue's neck in a daze. It almost fell off.

Mu Guichen stretched out his hand to support the crooked young man, patted Texue's neck, stepped on the pedal and got on the horse, tightened the young man into his arms, shook the reins with his hands, and started to trot.

The bumping of the horse's back made Chu Qiu feel even more uncomfortable after drinking, his stomach felt like it was being burned, his snow-white face turned even paler, only his lips were still rosy.

"Uncomfortable..."

The thin voice was no different from that of a milk cat, Mu Guichen looked down at the boy's uncomfortably furrowed brows and slightly pursed white lips, his expression became even uglier.

With a twitch of the horsewhip, he ran so fast on the snow that Anan couldn't even catch up with him on his big black horse.

All the way back to the General's Mansion smoothly, Mu Guichen walked quickly into the small courtyard with Chu Qiu in his arms, and ordered the anxious Lumei to find a doctor. Before he finished speaking, Chu Qiu vomited out directly while clutching his churning stomach.

"Uh-uh..."

Even if it was unbearably uncomfortable, Chu Qiu still remembered to push Mu Guichen away before vomiting, and softly supported the pillar beside him. Mu Guichen sighed softly, and wiped the boy's lips in the soft eyes that looked at him. edge stains.

On the thick quilt, the boy closed his eyes tightly, his cheeks were flushed, his mouth was slightly opened due to his rapid breathing, and the boy's small light pink tongue could be seen from Mu Guichen's direction.

Big drops of sweat flowed down from the smooth temples, soaking the pillow. Chu Qiu arched his body uncomfortably, curled up, and his soft hair was messy all over the bed.

His stomach hurts so much. Chu Qiu covered his stomach with all his strength, but he still couldn't stop the overwhelming pain. Just when he was about to groan, a warm object was placed on his abdomen. Pressing in a circular motion with heavy force greatly relieved the discomfort.

The doctor's clothes were disheveled and he was dragged to the small courtyard by Lu Mei. When he saw Mu Guichen, he collapsed on the ground in fright, and immediately knelt down to meet him with a trembling voice.

"Get up and see how he is doing."

The doctor bowed his hands and said yes, respectfully picked up the medicine box and moved to the edge of the bed. Seeing that the person lying on the bed was a half-year-old boy, his heart skipped a beat, and the wind that he heard in the market back then came to his mind.

He glanced at Mu Guichen's position, but Mu Guichen caught his sight. Looking at those dark eyes, the doctor felt even more terrified, and devoted himself to diagnosing the boy's pulse.

"Report to the general, this son is drunk."

"Let's prepare the medicine."

"Yes."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the doctor finished writing the prescription with trembling hands and went out to grab the medicine. After a while, Lumei came in with a bowl of dark brown soup.

Mu Guichen stretched out a finger to touch the wall of the bowl, felt that the temperature was enough, so he brought it to the young man's lips, coaxing: "Hey, drink up the medicine."

The bitter taste of the decoction poured into the nostrils, Chu Qiu's whole face was wrinkled, and he buried his face in the quilt in disgust, no matter how coaxed others were, it was useless.

"Drink the medicine."

Mu Guichen was not used to the bad temper of the young man who didn't drink the medicine, so he turned cold and dug the young man out of the bed, scooped up a spoonful of soup medicine and stuffed it into the man's mouth.

Chu Qiu's consciousness was blurred at first, but being force-fed with soup and medicine made him lose his temper in an instant, and he threw the medicine bowl in Mu Guichen's hand to the ground with a wave of his hand.

The fragile porcelain collided with the hard ground, making a crisp cracking sound, and the brown concoction splashed all over the ground.

"Chu Qiu!"

Mu Guichen snorted, he was originally impatient, now it is an exception to coax people to drink medicine with patience, but the young man didn't appreciate it, he opened his eyes wide and confronted the man.

In this deadlocked atmosphere, everyone in the room dared not breathe.

"General, if you don't drink the medicine, it's very bitter."

This confrontation still ended with the young man being soft, looking at you with water-colored eyes, slightly pursing his peach-red lips, and acting like a spoiled child with a soft voice.

I don't know how many times it was helpless, Mu Guichen softened his expression, pinched the tip of the boy's upturned nose, and said hoarsely: "I'll give you candied fruit after drinking the medicine."

Sure enough, no one can resist the temptation of sweet candied fruit. Chu Qiu thought about it tangledly, stretched out two fingers, and bargained: "I want two, two."

On weekdays, Mu Guichen took care of the young man to eat these snacks, and one piece of candied fruit a day, was there too much? This time, Chu Qiu took advantage of his drunkenness to climb up the pole to benefit himself.

"Okay, two."

Being able to coax people is the most important thing now, Mu Guichen didn't care about his youthful cleverness, and waved his hands to let people go down and cook another bowl of medicine.

Sure enough, with the temptation, although Chu Qiu still looked reluctant, he still pinched his nose and drank the medicine.

"what-"

After drinking the medicine, the young man with a bitter mouth began to ask for rewards.

The sweet candied fruit was stuffed into his mouth, and Chu Qiu bit it, tossing and turning in his mouth, chewing and swallowing it a few times after the bitter taste of the decoction was completely gone.

When the medicine took effect, the energetic young man started to yawn again. His thin coat was wet with sweat, and it was very uncomfortable to stick to his body. The young man grunted and approached the man, put his head on the man's shoulder, and yelled, "I want you!" bath".

The shower room is next door. According to the young man's current appearance, it is impossible to wash it by himself, but he has to ask others to help... Mu Guichen immediately interrupted this kind of thought, his hands felt slippery, and the young man's fiery breath was on his shoulder. , somehow, suddenly felt a little hot.

"Go down, Lumei, and prepare bath water."

The servants guarding the house retreated one after another, and Lumei went to the kitchen to order the water to be boiled, and the small courtyard was quiet again, except for the warmth inside the house with the candles on.