After wearing the book, I married the enemy proton

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Vomiting

As soon as Yunle walked to the door of the small dining room, she heard a "chi la" sound inside, and saw white smoke rising from the stove, and bursts of fragrance came to her nostrils.

He opened the door and walked in, just in time to see the servant in the dining room picking up the heavy and clumsy water bottle and about to pour it into the iron pot, but Wei Nanxun stopped him.

"Boiling water."

There was a small bamboo chair near the window in the dining room, and Wei Nanxun sat on the small bamboo chair upright, looking at the stove.

The little waiter holding the water bottle panicked, his palms slipped, and his body was tilted. Seeing that the water bottle in his hand was about to fall, he was caught in mid-air in an instant.

Yunle held the bottom of the pottery jar, turned her head and smiled at Wei Nan.

"You came just in time, go and pour boiling water into the pot." Wei Nanxun still had no expression on his face, and pointed to the big iron pot that was smoking on the other side.

Yun Le scooped up boiling water with an iron spoon, and quickly added it to the oil pan where the fish was cooked.

"Add a spoonful of wine and turn up the fire." Wei Nanxun said lightly, as if he had nothing to do with the fireworks in this world.

"Cover the lid." Yun Le quickly closed the lid.

Water vapor gradually rose from the iron pot, filling the kitchen.

"Proton, Your Highness said to cook this duck, and he reserved the Seventh Prince and General Qin for dinner."

Only then did Yun Le dare to lift up the duck that had just been thrown onto the chopping board in a hurry.

"Then why are you still in a daze? Haven't cleaned up this thing?" Wei Nanxun stared at Yunle and asked.

Yun Le responded, and quickly squatted next to the water tank to clean up.

He cut the duck into pieces with a wink, and ordered the servant in the dining room to prepare the casserole.

The little waiter chopped up the ingredients, found some dried bamboo shoots and Fuli①, put them into the milky white fish soup, and quietly retreated to the corner with neck curled up.

After explaining some matters, Wei Nanxun turned and left the dining room.

After the little servant stared at Wei Nanxun and left, he dared to go to Yunle's side, and said in a low voice cautiously: "My lord, is Madam also so fierce on weekdays?"

Yun Le reached out and tapped the little servant's hair, warning: "Don't talk nonsense, be careful with your head."

The little servant pursed his mouth, "I was so scared that my legs went limp."

"Our Mrs. Wei is a cold person, but her heart is quite good. You can see that the dishes he asked you to cook are all my Highness likes, which shows that he is very good to my Highness."

The little servant looked at the black shadow outside the house, and said: "Madam is very beautiful."

It is this kind of beauty that carries a kind of coldness that penetrates into the bone marrow, just like the frost and snow hanging on the branches in the first month.

"Okay, don't think about it, just work hard."

"My lord, if the servant cooks well, can I have a chance to go back?"

Hearing this, Yun Le looked down at the thin and small servant, who looked extremely malnourished. Thinking about living in this palace all year round, life is always not very easy.

Generally, the servants who come to this place have made mistakes in the palace.

"Do it well and see the opportunity."

Yun Le is not a master herself, her life is in the hands of others, so what qualifications does she have to promise her?

They are all poor people.

The waiter gave a "hmm" and bent down to pull the fan.

No one knows how long the calm before the storm will last. The only thing that can be done is to take protective measures as much as possible when the storm comes.

Su Yangjiao built a nest for Hui'er on the pear tree in the yard, and according to Wei Nanxun's instructions, he fed him special corn three times a day, and he behaved quite normally at first.

But on the third day, Hui'er began to explode the feathers all over her body, and kept moving up and down.

"You see that Hui'er is not in the right state." Su Yangjie stood under the tree holding the corn and looked up.

"I have a letter."

Wei Nan stood up, took out a note from his cuff, handed it to Su Yang, and said, "Put it in the small bucket on his feet. It should be that Cao Mo has news, so I can't bring it in."

Wei Nanxun predicted well.

Cao Mo received a reply letter from Wuyuan early in the morning, saying that there was a change in the Wuyuan army and it had arrived in Yunzhong County, but for some reason the army was moving all the way but there was no news from the outpost.

Cao Mo hurriedly spread the news, and found Jiang Heng, the commander of the city defense army. Jiang Heng sent his deputy general to the palace, but found that the forbidden army outside the gate of the palace was like an iron barrel, and no one could get in. He thought twice. Fearing that it would startle the snake, he backed away.

This made Cao Mo and Jiang Heng even more anxious, and Wei Nanxun didn't explain the situation before he left.

Jiang Heng sneaked into Huawu Mansion again, only to realize that Yin Chuan, who never left Wei Nanxun, was not with His Highness. With mixed feelings, Jiang Heng could only let Yin Chuan, who was a master of martial arts, Go to the palace to see if you can deliver the letter without being noticed.

However, even a kung fu master like Yin Chuan can't escape the intensive protection of the forbidden army around the palace, and it's hard to fly with wings.

This is already the third day of hunting in the palace, if the news cannot be delivered, the people in the palace may be in danger.

Wouldn't it be a good thing to mobilize the army quietly?

Jiang Heng also realized the seriousness of this matter. In fact, a few days ago, he received a dictation from Qin Shao, the deputy commander of the Forbidden Army. He has never had anything to do with the Imperial Army.

The city defense army is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of War, and it is also within the sphere of influence of King Yu. It has always been clearly distinguished from the imperial army.

In desperation, Cao Mo thought of Hui Er.

He blew his special bamboo flute in the dense forest on the east side of the palace, but he himself was not sure, after all, he had never summoned Hui'er from such a long distance before.

It was Yin Chuan who discovered Hui'er first.

A black-gray bird hovered and swooped down from the clouds. It kept calling out "chirp chirping", and its round eyes seemed to be born with arrogance.

It landed on Cao Mo's shoulder accurately.

It tried to rub the top of its head against Cao Mo's chin, and lightly pecked Cao Mo's fingertips with its yellow beak.

On one raised leg, a small bucket hidden under thick feathers was exposed.

Cao Mo hurriedly took out the note in the small bucket and unfolded it.

"Everything is fine in the palace, don't read it."

Cao Mo let out a long sigh of relief.

"what--"

Pain came from the fingertips, Hui'er saw that Cao Mo didn't give him a reward, waited for a long time, and finally reminded him directly.

With a wry smile, Cao Mo took out the corn and fed it to Hui'er, then put the note he had written into the bucket, pinched Hui'er's wings and said, "Pass it to him, you know?"

Hui'er tried her best to hold her neck high, "Jiu Jiu".

After eating the corn, Cao Mo threw the ashes into the air. The sun was scorching, and the sunlight passed through the gaps in the branches and leaves, forming countless dazzling white awns in the air.

It wasn't until Hui'er got into the cloud and couldn't see the shadow that Cao Mo and Yin Chuan subconsciously wiped their stinging eyes and looked away.

"It's all my fault for being playful and not protecting His Highness." Yin Chuan lowered his eyes, listlessly.

Cao Mo patted his shoulder and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say any comforting words against his will.

Hui'er landed firmly on Su Yangjiao's shoulder, and obediently pecked at his fingers. Even if he didn't get the reward food, it only reminded him gently, but didn't dare to use any force.

Su Yangjie pulled out the note from its lap, and read it to Wei Nan.

Wei Nanxun frowned, and finally said after a long time: "Tell Qin Shao the news, let him clear up the imperial army immediately."

Last night, Qin Shao came to tell Su Yangjiao that he had basically figured out the details of every forbidden army stationed in the palace, and Qingshi's next move. Wei Nanxun told him that he still stood still and waited for the opportunity.

But now is that time.

"What about the Wei people in the imperial army?"

Wei Songren has been in charge of the Forbidden Army Army Seal for ten years, and most of the soldiers in this army are probably his cronies.

Wei Nanxun thought for a while and said, "Tonight, transfer those people to Xishan."

Su Yangjiao has no experience in managing the army, and Wei Nanxun is familiar with these things, so he has a dependence in his heart, and he has to ask Wei Nanxun about everything before making a decision.

Yun Le naturally knew the stakes, and after listening to Wei Nanxun's instructions, he went to convey the original words of the masters to Qin Shao.

Su Yangjiao never thought that one day he would really face such a predicament, and the only lucky one among them was Wei Nanxun.

Wei Nanxun's eyes are beautiful, but his senses are extremely sensitive. Xu Shi noticed Su Yangjiao's gaze, and he suddenly raised his eyes.

The eyes of the two collided in mid-air.

One is covered with frost, and the other is soaked in sunshine.

Su Yangjiao's heart trembled violently.

In the past few days, he has always been inexplicably flustered.

After walking slowly for a few steps, Su Yangjiao put his arms around Wei Nanxun's neck and said, "Nanxun."

"Don't think too much, everything will turn around when the fifth prince arrives."

"My heart is flustered, what if we fail."

long silence.

"Then we shall die together."

Su Yangjiao raised his chin, bit his lower lip, and said, "Okay."

His eyes closed at some point.

The world seems to be spinning.

That familiar taste has already been deeply imprinted in his heart, and it has been following him and entangled him until they walked together to the end of time.

The sick fourth prince seemed to faint at any moment.

The two full red lips opened and closed, and they were already swollen and painful, but they still didn't want to separate.

Perhaps two people who are honest and in love can go today because they stole it.

Su Yangjiao felt that there was a hot air in the dantian of his chest and abdomen, which made him uncomfortable.

The hot air rose slowly, rushing towards his throat.

Su Yangjiao's breathing became more and more rapid, and he began to feel suffocated. It was an unexplainable discomfort, as if... he was about to vomit.

The next moment, he suddenly pushed Wei Nanxun's chest away, turned around and bent over to squat on the ground.

"Wow" spit out.

Wei Nanxun also squatted down following the sound, rubbed his back anxiously, and said, "What's going on?"

To be vomited by oneself?

Wei Nan panicked.

Su Yangjiao's misty eyes were filled with sparkling water.

"Nan Xun, I...I want to eat some plums."