Dressed as a General's Pampered Wife

Tang Anle and Ion Yuan happened to be having a belated lunch on the round table in front of the door at the moment. Tang Anle glanced at the courtyard door and saw the two people walking towards them.

"Little candied lotus root, Ayu!" Tang An put down the spoon stirring the soup, and waved excitedly at the two of them, just like a child.

"Young Master!" Tang Ou shook off Li Jinyu's hand excitedly, and walked in sloppily, while Liuli Jinyu grabbed his empty hand and walked in with no expression on his face.

"Father, little daddy."

"I haven't seen you for a few days, do you miss the young master?" Tang Anle pretended to be a disciple and picked Tang Ou's chin with a frivolous tone.

"I think!" Tang Ou nodded hurriedly, but when his eyes fell on the glistening white gauze around Tang Anle's neck, his face changed, "Master, what's wrong with your neck?"

Tang Anle raised his chin slightly, nodded his neck, and said relaxedly: "It's just a scratch, it's all right, have you two eaten yet? Let's eat together."

Ion Yuan greeted naturally, and asked people to add two bowls and chopsticks.

"Young master, the owner of the valley just sent a letter a few days ago, saying that the poison on the young master's body can no longer be consumed. Look, there are so many layers of gauze on your neck, and you can still see blood. I'm afraid it's like what the owner of the valley said. That way, once injured, the bleeding will be more and more difficult to stop," Tang Ou frowned with two shallow eyebrows, a little guilty, "Master Gu told me that I can't let the young master get hurt..."

Ion Yuan and Tang Anle were both taken aback for a moment, and Ion Yuan stopped delivering the chopsticks to Tang Anle with the meat between them, and his expression suddenly became serious.

"I said how such a cut can make me bleed so much, even if it's on my neck, it shouldn't be." Tang Anle suddenly realized, put one hand on his neck, and tried to move it.

There are too many poisons on him, and the longer the time, the more fragile the balance between poisons will be. Once the balance is out of balance, the toxicity of various poisons will gradually appear. It seems that the first test is unable to stop the bleeding... Tang An Le felt that she was too optimistic in judging the situation.

The poison in this body cannot be underestimated.

"The black elm will be found, don't be afraid." Seeing the distracted look on Tang Anle's face, Ion Yuan thought he was afraid, so he comforted him.

Although he is more anxious than anyone else.

"I'm not afraid." Tang Anle immediately raised his face and narrowed his smiling eyes to look at Ion Yuan, and replied confidently.

Not afraid of being fake, he managed to live his life again, although it was through someone else's body, someone else's identity, but he had the opportunity to survive and feel the beauty of this world, he didn't know how happy he was.

"Young master, why don't you go back to Medicine Valley first, the owner of the valley must have a solution." Tang Ou was still chewing the meat he just put into his mouth, looking at Tang Anle and said directly.

As soon as these words came out, Ion Yuan immediately glanced over, causing Tang Ou to tremble in fright, the meat in his mouth was still chewing, and he swallowed it whole. After swallowing, his eyes immediately turned red.

Saying such things at this juncture, Tang Ou was lucky to be able to sit safely on the chair.

"This Black Elm Grass has already heard the news from Brother Yingwei. Father has too much business these days, and Jinyu didn't have time to tell father and daddy that daddy will be fine." Li Jinyu pushed Tang in front of him. In front of Tang Ou, he said just right.

"Hmph." Ion Yuan snorted coldly.

Tang Puppet: Help!He must bring the young master back to the valley!

The atmosphere on the round table suddenly became a little delicate.

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Three days later, the new emperor entered the palace and exempted the whole dynasty from paying taxes in March. The court celebrated with joy. It happened to coincide with the annual Mid-Autumn Festival. To welcome the festival, the streets were decorated with lanterns and festoons. It was very lively and full of laughter. Every family, every household, the restoration of the Great Wei, everyone's expectation, no one cares about the Mu family's lineage that occupied the magpie's nest before.

Different from the lively scene outside, the atmosphere in Yi Mansion is sluggish. As long as one person steps into the gate of the huge mansion, he can smell the smell of medicine permeating the mansion. The tranquility in this Yi Mansion has been broken.

The autumn season is cool and pleasant, and it is the most comfortable season, but there is only one courtyard in Yi Mansion, the doors and windows are tightly sealed, so as not to allow a little wind to enter, and the smell of medicine is also the strongest in this mansion.

It is said that Master Yi brought a man out of the palace, entered the mansion, and lived in a room that Yi Yunqu had not allowed anyone to approach for many years. He did not come out for three days, but he was a famous doctor in the city In and out many times.

Apart from delivering medicine and food, none of the servants in the mansion could approach Yi Yunqu's inner room.

The antique room is divided into two by a splashed ink landscape screen, the bed inside is used as a solid bed, and the stove in the middle emits fine smoke, and the beautiful scent of incense washes away the heavy smell of medicine in the room .

The eyes of the person on the bed were tightly closed, and only a little blood was on his face.

"Ahem..." A few coughs broke the silence in the room.

Leaning on the side of the bed was Yi Yunqu. He was exhausted after days of sleepless nights. He leaned on the bed with one hand and closed his eyes to rest his mind. Yi Yunqu woke up when he heard the sound, and subconsciously said, "Your Majesty!"

Mu Shaohong woke up with a frown, and turned his head with difficulty to look at Yi Yunqu who was beside the bed, "Yi Yunqu..."

Yi Yunqu woke up suddenly, supported the bed and stood up, bent over to touch Mu Shaohong's forehead, and kept saying, "The fever has finally subsided, what's wrong with you? Are you hungry? Are you hungry now? How does it feel?"

"Ahem...it's okay," Mu Shaohong felt limp all over, and wanted to prop himself up and sit up, but found that he couldn't use the strength, so he just lay down like this, looking at the messy stubble on Yi Yunqu's chin, and still With Wu Qing in front of her eyes, she asked in a daze, "How many days have I been asleep?"

Yi Yunqu's voice was a little hoarse, and he swallowed before replying, "Three days."

For three whole days, he did not leave the room.

Mu Shaohong paused, he has been in a coma for so long?Has this Yi Yunqu stayed by the bed for so long?

"Come closer." Mu Shaohong looked straight at Yi Yunqu with his slender eyes, and suddenly spoke, his voice was weak as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

Mu Shaohong's words were naturally obedient, and Yi Yunqu leaned over without thinking, but his face was still a long way away from Mu Shaohong.

"Come closer."

Yi Yunqu hesitated for a moment, then immediately bent down. The two of them were only a short distance away, and Mu Shaohong smiled as he wished. Although the smile was shallow, it was enough to make Yi Yunqu dazed.

Mu Shaohong stretched out his hand from under the quilt, and caressed Yi Yunqu's face with his almost transparent white hand, and gently stroked the blue stubble on Yi Yunqu's chin with his thumb. Yi Yunqu's eyes were fixed Looking at Mu Shaohong, his Adam's apple moved up and down violently.

"I'm no longer the emperor." After a long time, Mu Shaohong said such a sentence.