Dressed as a General's Pampered Wife

This Ion Yuan didn't look like a thing in the pool at first glance, he didn't want Tang Anle to get involved in Da Zhou's conspiracies.

"I don't need to go back!" Tang Anle was impatient, he could tell that the old man wanted to take him away, but he promised to accompany Ion Yuan, at least until Ion Yuan completed what he wanted to do.

Subconsciously, Tang Anle didn't think of the reason why she was so resistant to leaving Ion Yuan.

"Ion Yuan, listen to me, the poison in my body is very stable now, and it's no problem to live for seven or eight years before I find the black elm!" Tang Anle explained in a hurry.

"Master, are you really not going back to the valley with the valley owner?" Tang Ou asked with her mouth pursed, her whole body glowing pitifully, his young master was away, and no one took him to play.

"Live for seven or eight years..." Ion Yuan said in a low voice, if he can't find the black elm grass, this little man can only live for so many years?

No, he won't let that happen.

"I'm not going back to the valley, I still have to look for medicine," Tang Anle turned her head, trying to persuade Tang Weitan.

Tang Weitan blushed with anger, pointed at Tang Anle and said something, is this really the water thrown by her raised son?

Now that this little man has said so, he will naturally not let Tang Anle leave this big week, "I will take care of this old man, I will also find someone to find black elm grass, go back to the valley This matter is unnecessary for the time being.”

"Yes, yes, I will go back when it's time to go back!" Tang Anle said enthusiastically. It seems that he still has a place to stay if he wants to leave this big week. He is still a young master of Medicine Valley. If I knew he was reading You should have read them all!

"Huh!" Tang Weitan snorted coldly, turned around to leave, and before leaving, he still said, "Little Tang, take care of your senior brother! Don't let him die in this big week. He should be brought back to the valley for ten years." A catty of drugs will tie people back to me!"

"In this world, there are still people who raise their eldest sons and marry people who don't recognize their fathers..." In the end, only Tang Weitan muttered and cursed, dissipating in the lobby.

Tang Ou, who was thrown down, panicked for a moment. Tang Anle was the only acquaintance in the huge general's mansion. He quickly broke away from Li Jinyu's hand and ran to Tang Anle's side.

"Young Master...Senior Brother, you can't leave me anymore," Tang Ou said pitifully.

Inexplicably, there was another child, Tang Anle had no choice but to pat him on the head, and his loving father said, "Mmm, brother will take good care of you. It just so happens that there is a vacant room in Ayu's yard, so you just come with him live, they are about the same age anyway.”

Tang Anle patted Tang Ou's nice face, coaxed him, and pushed him towards Li Jinyu with an 'ah' sound.

Tang Ou pursed her mouth, looked at Tang Anle with watery eyes and complained, why did his young master drive him to live with that dark-faced man?

This child is quite like a little white dumpling, so cute, Tang Anle was so cute, and touched his face again, this is really a different enjoyment from raising Li Jinyu's boring gourd.

"Ayu, take him back to live in your courtyard," Ion Yuan lowered his voice, and said to Li Jinyu who had been silent all this time.

"Yes, Father," Li Jinyu said obediently, and walked outside while holding Tang Ou's wrist with an obviously young and mature appearance.

"Young Master...Senior Brother...!" Tang Ou deliberately pretended to be parting from life and death, stretching out a small white hand while being pulled out, with a hard-to-break expression on his face.

The corners of Tang Anle's mouth twitched. What kind of live treasures are raised in this medicine valley. Finally, when he saw the person being pulled out of the high door of the lobby with his back on his back, he consciously raised his foot to step over the threshold to prevent tripping, Tang Anle let out a snort laughed out.

However, Ion Yuan's face was not so good-looking, and he pulled Tang Anle to turn around and strode towards Xuan Ting Courtyard.

Ion Yuan's strides were huge, and his face was gloomy, which made Tang Anle almost unable to keep up with him, but he seemed to be paying attention to Tang Anle's movements, making Tang Anle follow behind him steadily with every step.

"Ion Yuan, slow down..." Tang Anle panted slightly, obviously struggling.

Ion Yuan had a gloomy face and didn't speak, he stopped abruptly, turned around and bent down, passed his hands through his knees, and suddenly lifted him onto his shoulders.

"Ah!" Tang Anle let out a low cry of fright, her untied hair covered her face in an upside-down posture, "Hey, hey, what are you doing, Ion Yuan?"

But Ion Yuan didn't make a sound at all, just carried the person with a sullen face and walked forward without saying a word.

All the servants were so frightened that they saluted and bowed their heads without daring to make a sound. In broad daylight, their generals are too...

Ion Yuan kicked open the door, walked to the side of the bed, and threw the person onto the bed. Fortunately, there were enough quilts on the bed, and with Ion Yuan's strength, Tang Anle felt his body sinking into the quilt. Just go in.

The hair covered the face, Tang Anle raised his hands to pull the hair, and felt his body sink, and Ion Yuan pressed up.

Ion Yuan supported Tang Anle on the bed beside Tang Anle's face with one hand, while gently brushing away the loose hair, but his tone was cold, "Tang Anle, didn't you say you would never hide anything from me again?"

Tang Anle's heart skipped a beat. Is this to ask the teacher to blame?

"That time in Longshui City, I asked Xi Yu where there are the most exotic flowers and plants, in order to find medicine?" Ion Yuan brushed his hair behind Tang Anle's ear, and his fair and delicate face was vividly displayed in front of him. His tone softened when he said this.

Tang Anle was stunned for a moment before he remembered what Ion Yuan was talking about. Is Ion Yuan afraid or worried?

"Hmm... Ion Yuan, are you worried about me? I didn't hide it from you on purpose, the poison in my body can be cured," Tang Anle put his hands on his brows lightly, trying to smooth his frowning brows, "Don't keep a dark face, I'm afraid..."

Ion Yuan did not speak, still looked down at the person below him, his eyes were burning, from the brow bone to the tip of the nose, and finally landed on his slightly pursed lips, "Tang Anle, if you can't find the black elm grass, What should you do? What should I do?"

Tang Anle was taken aback, he really hadn't thought of this question, but his tone... Tang Anle Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out, is Ion Yuan afraid?

Tang Anle raised his eyes to look at him, and his eyes just hit into the eyes that were as deep as the abyss of ions, and now only one of him can be contained in the eyes that can accommodate thousands of scenery in the world.

With a move in his heart, Tang Anle hooked his neck with his hand, borrowed his strength to probe, his lips parted slightly, and the naughty but gentle person gently pecked Ion Yuan.

"Don't worry, I'll find it. At worst, find another way to detoxify, or suppress the poison. Lord Yan dare not accept me." Tang Anle sneaked up on him, proud of her, and spoke briskly to comfort Ion Yuan.