My lord, wake up

To Wei Yan's surprise, Li Tu came back very quickly, followed by Zhang Qing. Seeing Wei Yan's strange expression, he explained: "I heard from Zhao Erfu that yesterday he knew that the imperial doctor for support had arrived, so Mr. Chen said I will no longer go to the medical tent to help every day, and only ask people to find him in the tent when necessary."

Zhang Qing, who followed in, heard King Yong'an's alias, was startled, and couldn't help asking, "Young master Chen knows medicine?"

The prince Yong'an, who had been bedridden for a long time, suddenly appeared in this border barracks was enough to surprise people, but he was not only not as sick and weak as everyone imagined, but also calm and alert, and even proficient in medical skills, how could people not be surprised.

When Wei Yan heard Zhang Qing's question, he gave him a complicated look. Zhang Qing didn't know that Chen Zimu knew medicine?Could it be that his previous guess was wrong?The two didn't know each other before?

"Yes, Mr. Chen is very skilled in medicine, and he has been helping in the medical tent before." Seeing that Wei Yan suddenly lost his mind for some reason, Li Tu answered for him.

Zhang Qing didn't dare to ask any more questions, and sat down to treat Wei Yan's injury.

Wei Yan's injury was not critical, but because of the characteristics of the "hook" weapon, the wound was deep and large, bleeding a lot, and the whole layer of flesh was turned outward.

Zhang Qing took out the medicine powder used to numb the pain sensation and asked Wei Yan to take it, but the latter refused.

"But the general..."

"I know that Imperial Physician Zhang brought a lot of medicinal materials to the barracks this time, but when these medicinal materials are exhausted, they will be hard to find in this border area. They should be reserved for those who need them more." Wei Yan seemed to have no wound on his hand As if, he shook his upper arm nonchalantly, "This pain is nothing to Wei, just sew it up."

"Yes, I understand." Zhang Qing began to admire the general from the bottom of his heart, put the masan back into the medicine box, and began to carefully sew up the wound with catgut.

As he said, Wei Yan did not let out a cry of pain, but just gritted his teeth and endured it. After the stitches were completed, his entire back was soaked with sweat.

Zhang Qing applied good medicine for him, finished bandaging, and was about to leave, when Wei Yan said calmly: "I hope Imperial Doctor Zhang can keep my injury a secret, and don't reveal anything to anyone."

"Yes, the officer understands." Zhang Qing didn't think too much, only thinking that Wei Yan was considering stabilizing the morale of the army, so he agreed again and again.

# # #

Chen Zimu didn't see Wei Yan for five consecutive days. Although in the past when he woke up every day, the other party was no longer in the account, but he could tell that Wei Yan didn't leave early these days, but didn't come back here at all. Rest in the tent.

He can no longer comfort himself by deluding himself because Wei Yan is too busy recently...

After dinner that day, Chen Zimu didn't go back to the tent directly, but went straight to the main tent. The guards in front of the main tent dutifully stopped him: "My lord, you can't go in."

"I'm looking for General Wei, please pass it on to the two of you."

Hearing the words, the other party said without hesitation: "The general is not in the account."

Chen Zimu carefully scrutinized their expressions, seeing if they seemed to be cheating, he stopped entanglement, thanked them, turned and left.

In the important place of the military camp, Wei Yan had repeatedly told him that he was not allowed to move around at will, and he didn't know where to find people, so he simply walked back to the kitchen slowly.

Wei Yan avoided him, but he still wanted to eat, and Chen Zimu was waiting at the door of the kitchen.

The beginning of spring has passed, but the warming of this borderland is slow, and the weather is still very cold. After standing for a while, his hands and feet became numb from the cold. Suddenly, he thought of the snow after the next year, and the cloak that Wei Yan tied for him. , hold up the umbrella.

It's clear that more than a month has passed, but looking back now, I feel a little far away, so far away that it seems that the warmth I felt from the man and the vague ambiguity lingering between the two were just a short-term relationship. dream.

Chen Zimu lowered his head and stood in front of the kitchen for some time. There was a sound of hurried footsteps in his ears, followed by a man's anxious voice: "Zimu, why are you standing here? In such a cold day, you ..."

"General Wei." Chen Zimu interrupted him, raised his head and smiled slightly, "I'm waiting for you."

Pain burst out of his heart suddenly, Wei Yan couldn't care about anything else, took his cold hands and went to the bed tent.

Chen Zimu didn't struggle, he let the other party pull him, he just stopped after walking a few steps, and asked: "Didn't the general go to the kitchen?"

Wei Yan held his hand tightly.After a long while, I turned around in embarrassment: "I have already eaten."

In order to avoid Chen Zimu these few days, Wei Yan would go to the kitchen to eat during Shenshi, when Chen Zimu was almost still asleep.

Because Wei Yan was injured, he went back to Li Tu's tent to rest after eating. It was Li Tu who happened to see Chen Zimu passing by. The more he thought about going back, the more worried he became. He ran to the tent and told him, so he hurried away. come over.

In fact, Wei Yan couldn't let go of Chen Zimu at all, and worried about whether he had eaten on time and had a good rest every day, even in his sleep, he was always present.

But on the one hand, Wei Yan hadn't figured out how to express his heart, and on the other hand, he was afraid that the injuries on his body would cause him to misunderstand, so he could only continue to live in Li Tu's tent.

General Wei, who has always been decisive on the battlefield and has never flinched, has no experience in dealing with emotions. The more he cares, the less he dares to act rashly.

After Wei Yan finished speaking, Chen Zimu didn't speak again, until he returned to the tent, he silently let go of the hand he was holding, walked to the wooden cabinet and took out his luggage, and said, "General, there is no need to be like this, Zimu doesn't need to be like this again." If you really don't want to see me, you just need to say something, and I will leave on my own."

"I never wanted to see you." Wei Yan panicked when he saw Chen Zimu going to get his luggage, and blocked his way with his hand, "Give me a chance to explain."

"General, please speak." Chen Zimu's tone was still calm, but Wei Yan could feel the obvious alienation in it.

Wei Yan didn't know where to start for a while, Chen Zimu waited for a while, and seeing that he didn't speak, he walked around him and went outside again.

Seeing that the misunderstanding was getting deeper and deeper, Wei Yan was heartbroken and said frankly: "I was injured in the battle three days ago." After speaking, he immediately added, "What I said that day was just a moment of impulse. I also regret it very much. The sword has no eyes, I swear I didn't mean to get hurt."

"Where is the injury?" Chen Zimu realized the meaning of Wei Yan's words, and suddenly turned his head, only anxiety remained on his face, and there was no sign of indifference and alienation.

It was too dark outside just now, and he hardly looked up after entering the tent, only then did he notice that Wei Yan's face was very pale, and there seemed to be a faint tiredness between his brows.

"It's not a serious injury, I'm just afraid that you might misunderstand..."

Wei Yan wanted to explain, but he was interrupted by Chen Zimu before he could finish, and he asked again coldly: "I asked where did you hurt?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Wei Yan to answer, he reached out to untie his belt.

"Left arm." Wei Yan felt that he was so stupid that he seemed to have been making Chen Zimu unhappy, but he didn't know how to appease him, so he just said in the end, "Don't worry, Doctor Zhang has already dealt with it."

Chen Zimu didn't want to make the two of them unhappy again like that day, so his tone eased: "Let me see."

Because Wei Yan's left arm was inconvenient to move, Chen Zimu undressed him. As the clothes were taken off one by one, he should feel cold, but Wei Yan's body was getting hotter and hotter, as if there was a fire, and he was always on fire. Every inch of flesh and blood burned in his heart, and finally even Chen Zimu noticed something strange, frowning and asked, "Is the general having a fever?"

"No." Wei Yan grabbed his hand that was still wandering on his body, and looked away in a little embarrassment, "It will be fine in a while."

Chen Zimu didn't believe it, so he checked his pulse and said, "You haven't had a good rest in the past few days and nights after you lost your blood, and your anger is high and your Qi and blood are deficient. This is very unfavorable for the recovery of the wound."

"I will definitely pay attention in the future." Wei Yan immediately expressed his opinion after hearing this.

The opponent's appearance of facing a formidable enemy calmed down the last bit of anger in Chen Zimu's heart, and he began to remove the white gauze covering the wound: "Have you changed your dressing today?"

"Not yet..."

"Well, in order to avoid clothing rubbing against the wound during the day, I can only bandage it, but when you are in the tent, it is best to untie the gauze to breathe, and it is not good for the wound to be stuffy." After removing the gauze, Chen Zimu avoided the wound and put on his coat After reaching Wei Yan, he went out of the tent and asked the patrol to invite Zhang Qing.

Wei Yan's wound was far less insignificant than what he said. At that time, if Helian Chunfeng's antler hook was deflected by half an inch, it could cut off his main artery. Even with the stitches on, it still looks hideous.

Zhang Qing arrived with a medicine box in a short while. When he saw the two people in the tent, he subconsciously wanted to kneel down and salute Chen Zimu. He cupped his hands and said, "General Wei, Mr. Chen."

Wei Yan had a wound on his left arm, and he only nodded slightly in return: "Please trouble Dr. Zhang to give me some medicine."

"Yes."

Zhang Qing took out the golden sore ointment from the medicine box, dipped a little in her hand, and was about to apply it around the wound, when Chen Zimu, who had been silent all this time, said, "Let me do it."

"This..." Zhang Qing looked at Chen Zimu in horror, wondering how the prince could do such a thing, but remembering the identity of the other party at this time, he could only hand him the ointment with shaking hands, "Then... That troubles you sir."

Chen Zimu cleaned his hands with a handkerchief, dabbed some ointment on Wei Yan's wound carefully, and read the oral prescription prescribed by Zhang Qing before. Seeing that nothing had happened, Wei Yan said to Zhang Qing: "It's getting late, Zhang Qing Doctor, go back and rest."

Zhang Qing looked at Chen Zimu hesitantly, and seeing Chen Zimu nod, he packed up the medicine box and left.

After Zhang Qing left, the two were silent for a while, and Chen Zimu took the lead to break the weird atmosphere: "Is the general hiding from me these days just because he is afraid that I will misunderstand this injury?"

"There are also reasons of my own." Wei Yan saw the expression and interaction between Chen Zimu and Zhang Qing just now, and the conjecture in his heart was confirmed. He finally made up his mind again, raised his head and said seriously to the person in front of him, "Zimu ,Can I ask you a question?"

Chen Zimu clenched his hands into fists in his sleeves, and he had vaguely guessed what the other party was going to say, but he didn't want to refuse in his heart, and nodded almost without any hesitation: "Just ask the general."

"I only ask this question. If you answer me truthfully, I will never disclose half a point to the outside world. In the future, before you take the initiative to mention it, I will not say anything more to embarrass you." Wei Yan paused Dun, looked at him and asked, "Are you someone sent by the Holy One?"

He thought about it, if it was true what Wei Lin said, this war was not just a simple territorial struggle between the two countries, but involved the disputes between the two countries' respective courts and internal and external collusion. In other words, there were four forces between the two countries. pull each other.

If you remove yourself who has not received any relevant news from the Holy Spirit from the beginning to the end, and other soldiers in the Zhenbei Army, then among the four forces, only Ran Ying's current authority has not participated in it.

The Holy Majesty is not stupid, if even Wei Lin, who is a general, sensed the aura of treason, it is impossible for the Holy Majesty to remain silent.

And the timing of Chen Zimu's appearance was too coincidental, just before the war, with his superb medical skills and extraordinary wisdom, coupled with his occasional boldness, he concealed his identity and sneaked into this dangerous border military camp. Yan couldn't think of any other possibility.

And I don't know if it's his delusion. Compared with the cautiousness when he first came to the barracks, Chen Zimu seems to be deliberately letting him find out the clues, including the thorough analysis of the situation in Cangchuan that day, and the ruthless treatment of Zhang Qing just now. The drive to cover up.

Chen Zimu also looked at Wei Yan, and his eyes met. Under Wei Yan's burning gaze, he slowly smiled: "Yes."

Wei Yan's guess was right, in fact, he was indeed intentionally releasing some information to the other party, but Wei Yan was more astute than he expected, and even this question was restrained just right.

But he didn't expect that before he had time to say something about the position he finally revealed, the man suddenly showed his strong side and pulled him into his arms with his uninjured right hand.

When he got the answer he wanted, Wei Yan had no time to analyze the identity of Chen Zimu, who was able to win the favor and trust of the sage, and who could make the imperial hospital of the fifth rank make him so trembling.

He just wanted to finish what he had been wanting to say at this moment.

"I don't know how many of you are real and how many of you are fake in the past few months. I just hope that when I listen to my next words, the one in front of me is the real you." @无限好文, All in Jinjiang Literature City

Wei Yan seemed a little nervous, and Chen Zimu could even feel the muscles all over his body tense up suddenly, and he heard him say in the next second: "I like you, if you have no intention of loving me, just treat it as my wishful admiration. But if I am lucky enough to be able to make you half happy, from now on, I, Wei Yan, will never let you down."

After the words fell, Chen Zimu didn't respond immediately, but just looked at him blankly.Wei Yan didn't rush, just waited quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Yan raised the hand that had been around Chen Zimu's waist, supported the back of his head, and slowly moved closer: "Zimu, I gave you a chance to refuse."

This time Chen Zimu didn't stay silent anymore, he moved, and when Wei Yan thought he was going to push him away, he suddenly pressed against him, their lips touched each other lightly, but they separated quickly in an instant.

With Chen Zimu's unique clear voice, he paused every word: "My joy is more than half a cent."

At this moment, countless fireworks suddenly exploded in Wei Yan's mind, colorful, dazzling and unreal.

He looked at Chen Zimu, but he couldn't make a sound after opening his mouth several times. He could only hear his heartbeat like a drum in his chest.

"Why are you so stupid?" Chen Zimu stretched out his hand in front of his eyes in a funny way.

Wei Yan pressed Chen Zimu's head on his chest, letting the other party feel his excitement at the moment, and after a while he let out a long breath and sighed: "Isn't this an illusion caused by my injury?"

Chen Zimu took the initiative to hug the man's strong waist. In fact, his heart was far from the calmness he showed. The brief touching touch just now remained on his lips, which could not be dissipated for a long time.

After living for 23 years, he has never felt that he is an impulsive person. In the deep palace, there are intrigues and intrigues, and a slight error can kill people, so since he was born, every step he takes is extremely cautious.

But only this time, he could no longer analyze the situation calmly, and he couldn't convince himself what was right and right. Even though he knew that the abyss ahead was beyond redemption, he didn't want to back down at this moment.

The two hugged each other quietly for a long time, Wei Yan finally calmed down, lowered his head and kissed Chen Zimu's slightly reddish ear tips, and asked softly: "It's getting late, you must be sleepy, right?"

Chen Zimu was indeed a little sleepy, but tonight when he was finally being honest with each other, he really couldn't bear to go to sleep right away...

The man in his arms didn't speak, but just rubbed his head against his chest. Wei Yan could probably guess what he was thinking, and coaxed him to say, "I'll come back early tomorrow, and I guarantee you can see me as soon as you wake up." .is this okay?"

Chen Zimu thought of another matter, raised his head and asked, "Would you like to go to practice if the general is injured?"

"Except for a few guards in the camp, no one knew about my injury." Since Chen Zimu was the Holy One, Wei Yan knew that he could figure out the reason, so he didn't explain much.

"After losing so much blood, it's time to take a good rest." Chen Zimu frowned in disapproval.

"I didn't have a good rest a few days ago, which made the injury look more serious. In fact, my physical recovery ability is not bad. Zimu doesn't have to worry." Wei Yan stretched out his hand and nodded between his frowning brows, "It's your name. , shouldn’t it be changed? Still calling the general?”

Just now he was so excited that he couldn't even speak, Chen Zimu didn't expect Wei Yan to enter the state so quickly, he held back for a long time before softly calling out: "A Yan."

After hearing his shout, Wei Yan fell silent again. Just as Chen Zimu raised his head to ask, he suddenly stopped and looked at the man in front of him in surprise.

Wei Yan coughed, and gently pushed him away, his face turned crimson in embarrassment, as if the color had a strong contagious effect, it quickly spread to Chen Zimu.

Because Chen Zimu had just clearly felt that some part of Wei Yan's lower body was hard against his leg, and his body was one step ahead of his mind, and he gave the most authentic reaction.

Two big men who have already passed the marriageable age, but they don't have any experience in this field, so they just stood there stupidly.

When Wei Yan finally recovered, he leaned closer and kissed Chen Zimu's forehead, and said, "Go and rest..."

"En." After Chen Zimu answered, seeing Wei Yan standing still, he stretched out his hand to gently grab the corner of his clothes, "A Yan, you still don't want to rest here?"

"Of course not." Wei Yan was afraid that Chen Zimu would misunderstand, so he answered quickly. He was never afraid of the enemy fighting with swords and guns on the battlefield, but he was really afraid that the man in front of him would be angry and sad.

The two were busy talking just now, and it was only then that Chen Zimu noticed that in such a cold weather, Wei Yan had been standing with only his outer robe on, and immediately urged: "Then go to bed quickly, don't catch a cold."

"Okay." Wei Yan obediently agreed.

The bed sharing after confirming your mind is a bit different from the past. In fact, Wei Yan hesitated because he was afraid that he would make some inappropriate actions to scare the other party, but it would be even more inappropriate to go to Li Tu's tent to rest at this time , he stopped struggling, took Chen Zimu's hand and went to the bed together.

In the past, Chen Zimu slept on the inner side of the bed, but that would inevitably touch Wei Yan's wound at night, so he let Wei Yan go to bed first, put out the candle and took off his clothes before lying on the outer side.

After they both lay down, Chen Zimu spontaneously leaned his head into Wei Yan's arms. Neither of them spoke in the dark, but at the same time they both knew that the other was not asleep.

After a while, Wei Yan's worried voice came: "Zimu, can't you sleep?"

If it were someone else, it would be fine if he couldn't fall asleep for a while, but Chen Zimu's body always needs sleep more than ordinary people. Wei Yan didn't know if his insomnia would have any serious consequences, so he didn't dare to be careless.

In fact, even Chen Zimu himself didn't know about it, because since he took the medicine, he mostly fell asleep after touching the pillow, and this was the first time that he didn't feel sleepy after a while.

Perhaps it was because in the darkness, many senses were infinitely magnified, Chen Zimu felt the man's steady embrace, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "Talk to me."

"Okay, what do you want to say?" Wei Yan adjusted his posture and asked in his ear.

"How did you get hurt this time?"

Wei Yan thought that Chen Zimu still didn't believe him, rubbed his chin against the top of his hair, described the battle situation that day in detail, and finally said helplessly: "I really didn't mean to get hurt."

"I've never been on a battlefield, and I haven't experienced that kind of fierce battle, so I want to know the battle situation at that time, and I don't doubt what you mean." Knowing that it is inconvenient for the man to hurt his arm, Chen Zimu took the initiative to hug him, "A Yan, I apologize for what I said that day, in fact, I know in my heart that you are not that kind of person, you will not abandon this entire army for selfish reasons, I just said that..."

Chen Zimu paused, closed his eyes, and took a long time to muster up the courage to say: "You are hurt, I will feel distressed, and I will feel distressed just by imagining it."

Hearing such blunt words, Wei Yan's heart skipped a beat for an instant. This time, he didn't suppress and endure anymore, he lifted Chen Zimu's chin and bowed his head to kiss it.

When their lips touched, neither of them was in a hurry to back away this time. Wei Yan stuck out the tip of his tongue, and traced Chen Zimu's thin lips little by little, until the other party couldn't help but opened his mouth slightly, and then broke in a little domineeringly. .

Chen Zimu tilted his head obediently, lightly touching the soft tongue that invaded his mouth with the tip of his tongue, paused occasionally, and soon followed the man's rhythm to play together.

Both of them are extremely inexperienced in this area. This first deep kiss was not only cautiously probing, but also trying to please each other. When they parted, each other's breaths were a little short.

With the help of the moonlight, Wei Yan could clearly see Chen Zimu's slightly dazed expression at the moment, and he was no longer indifferent as before, so cute.

Knowing that Chen Zimu's status was unusual, Wei Yan once thought about asking him if he had a wife or concubine in his mansion, but seeing his jerky reaction now, he already had the answer in his heart, and couldn't help but kissed his side face again: "Are you sleepy now?"

Chen Zimu carefully closed his eyes to feel it, and replied, "A little bit."

"Well, go to sleep, we'll talk about it tomorrow." Wei Yan hugged him back into his arms.

Chen Zimu didn't speak again, he quietly listened to the steady heartbeat of the man, and soon fell asleep.

# # #

Just as Wei Yan promised yesterday, when Chen Zimu woke up again, Wei Yan had already returned to the tent, and when he saw him wake up, he sat down on the bedside consciously: "Are you still sleepy? It's still early, if you are sleepy, take a rest." .”

"Sleepy." Chen Zimu yawned, moved his head to Wei Yan's lap, and actually closed his eyes again.

Wei Yan couldn't help laughing, pulled the cotton fur for him, and was about to withdraw his hand, but the man in his arms grabbed his wrist.

"The general didn't rest well last night?"

So there is a downside to having an omnipotent lover, that is, nothing can be hidden from the other party.

"What are you calling me?" Wei Yan pinched the tip of his nose and explained, "You gave me too much surprise last night, and it took me some time to convince myself that everything is true, and it's not because of too deep obsession. A phantasmagoria."

"So, I shouldn't have responded to you yesterday?" Chen Zimu opened his eyes with some dissatisfaction, and looked straight at the man above his head.

Wei Yan laughed: "No, if you don't respond, I may be so sad that I won't be able to sleep well for several nights."

Chen Zimu didn't sleep anymore, and sat up slowly. Because he just woke up, he still looked lazy and uninspired, but his delicate phoenix eyes were full of disapproval.

"Don't be angry, it was an accident last night, I will definitely recover from my injuries in the future, and I won't make your heart hurt anymore." Wei Yan promised.

After he said that, Chen Zimu didn't bother with this issue any more, he just took the outer robe and put it on: "Then go eat early today and rest earlier."

"Okay, we Zimu will be what we say." Wei Yan put his right hand around him from behind, leaned over and kissed his side face flatteringly.

After being teased like this, Chen Zimu finally showed a smile on his face: "You seem to be particularly unscrupulous today."

"I can be regarded as 'keeping the clouds open to see the moonlight', why don't I be happy for a few days?"

"Yes." After Chen Zimu washed up, he extended his hand to Wei Yan, "It's Zimu's honor to make the general happy."

After finishing speaking, Wei Yan changed his expression of dissatisfaction, and he immediately changed his words: "A Yan."

Only then did Wei Yan hold his outstretched hand: "Go, let's eat."

"Childish!" Chen Zimu said secretly in his heart, but the smile on his face couldn't help but grow stronger.

After getting out of the tent, Chen Zimu wanted to let go, but Wei Yan tightened his grip, showing no intention of letting go.

"Ayan?"

"It's okay, just hold it." Wei Yan leaned closer to him again, and the two holding hands were hidden under the wide cloak, which was really hard to detect from behind.

When we arrived at the kitchen, we happened to meet Li Tu who came out in a hurry.

"Ayan, Mr. Chen." After Li Tu greeted him, he moved his eyes down a little, landed on the hands of the two holding each other, and slowly widened his eyes, "You, are you... alright?"

If it wasn't for Wei Yan's left hand injury, he really wanted to knock his elm head, but because the other hand was holding Chen Zimu, he had to let him go, but emphasized with a little dissatisfaction: "I told you that we No quarrel."

"You didn't quarrel, what are you doing staying with me?" Li Tu was forced by Wei Yan's majesty, so he only dared to mutter in a low voice.

Wei Yan really didn't want to argue with him anymore, so he changed the topic and said, "Just now I saw that you left in a hurry, what happened to Yishui?"

After all, there were no major events in the army these days, and only Lu Yishui could affect Li Tu's emotions like this.

When asked about this, it was rare for Li Tu not to answer immediately, and his expression changed again and again. After a long time, he looked at Wei Yan with a pleading tone: "A Yan, if Yi Shui asks, you Just say that you still live in my tent, but don't get it wrong."

"Oh?" Wei Yan and Chen Zimu looked at each other, and immediately wanted to understand the key point, "Yi Shui drove you away?"

This time Li Tu didn't speak at all, Chen Zimu raised his eyebrows, "General Lu's injuries are not fully healed yet?"

"It's because Yishui hasn't recovered yet, so how can I move back at this time, he doesn't have anyone who can take care of him..."

"But has General Li ever thought that if you can't return the same feelings, but you are taking care of General Lu every day, it would be cruel to General Lu."

"I..." Li Tu looked at the two people who obviously felt different from when they met before, and said hesitantly, "I will think it through."

Chen Zimu smiled: "Then why don't you go to General Lu's place after you think it over. I'll go over to see the situation in a while. I think General Lu's current injury has already passed the stage of being inseparable from others."

"Zimu." Wei Yan pulled his hand, and said to Li Tu who was powerless to fight back: "Ah Tu, think about it for yourself, don't just run away."

Without waiting for the other party to answer, the two of them had already bypassed him and entered the kitchen together.

"Did Ah Yan blame me for forcing General Li?" Chen Zimu asked during the meal.

"How could it be?" Wei Yan took the food for him, "I know you are doing it for their own good, Li Turen are not bad, but sometimes the problem is too simple, if no one forces him, he may hide forever in its own shell."

Chen Zimu breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you don't think I'm cold-hearted."

Wei Yan smiled and said with emotion: "After all, not everyone is as lucky as me. The person in my heart happens to belong to me. Probably because he has done many good things in his previous life, and God gave him a blessing."

"Me too, maybe I spent all my luck in the first half of my life here." If it is said that the forbearance of the previous ten years was all for being able to join hands with this person in front of him, Chen Zimu actually felt that the past that was unbearable to recall, All become better.

Because he planned to rest earlier, Wei Yan sent someone to ask Imperial Doctor Zhang to change the medicine when he returned to the dormitory after dinner.

It was not Zhang Qing who came this time. Zhao Erfu carried a small medicine box, and poked his head in from outside the tent after the report: "General, let me change your medicine."

Wei Yan gave a faint "um", subconsciously pursed his lips, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Zhao Erfu was a little frightened by Wei Yan's obviously unfriendly tone, and his eyes for help drifted back and forth at Chen Zimu's, and then he looked at Wei Yan and carefully explained: "Master was invited by General Lu, and Doctor Zhang happened to be here. Busy, if I want to change the dressing, I can do it too, so... just come over."

He didn't dare to say that Doctor Zhang asked him if he would like to help change the medicine, so he came here.Zhao Erfu was young, and was so frightened by Wei Yan's increasingly cold aura that he almost cried.

"It's okay, I'll just come and apply the medicine in the future, so I don't have to bother the medical account every time." Chen Zimu recognized that it was Zhang Qing's medicine box, and casually dug out the golden sore medicine from it and said, "Go back and tell Doctor Zhang Let me put the golden sore medicine here first, and hurry to the pharmacy, General Wei's medicine will be decocted earlier and delivered earlier."

"Ah, good." Zhao Erfu was so nervous that he didn't know what to do. Hearing what Chen Zimu said, he immediately packed up his things and fled as if he was being amnesty.

After he walked away, Chen Zimu turned around and unbuttoned Wei Yan's clothes: "Second Fu is still young, what do you always scare him for?"

"How did I scare him? Obviously, every time he sees you, his eyes seem to be glued to you."

"Pfft." Chen Zimu laughed, "What a sour smell."

Wei Yan pursed his lips and stopped talking, but there was a bit of aggrieved expression on his face.

Seeing that he seemed to really mind, Chen Zimu stopped joking, and explained seriously: "Er Fu is simple-minded. Seeing that I know medicine and cured General Lu's poison, he feels a little admiration in his heart. He really doesn't treat me well." That aspect means, if you really mind, I will pay attention to it in the future."

"Besides, it's really unfair to say that he sticks his eyes to me every time he sees me. When the three of us are together, he is obviously afraid of you, so he can only look at me every time." Chen Zimu stretched out two Fingers pulled the corners of Wei Yan's mouth upwards, "You're quite serious and scary when you're not smiling."

Wei Yan pinched his mischievous hand, dumbfounded, kissed him, and asked, "Why is Zi Mu never afraid of me?"

Li Tu and Lu Yishui also often said that he looked a bit fierce when he was not smiling, but it seemed that since Chen Zimu first met him, he never showed any expression of fear, and he was always calm and polite when talking to him.

"Because I know that Ah Yan is not a bad person." Chen Zimu answered the question while applying medicine for him, "Besides... you have probably guessed my identity, what am I afraid of you doing?"

Since the two confirmed their relationship yesterday, Wei Yan has been deliberately avoiding this topic. He didn't expect Chen Zimu to bring it up. He was silent for a while before saying: "That's right, but yesterday, that doctor Zhang was a little afraid of you, and he probably did it on purpose today." avoided."

It's just that Wei Yan was a little uncertain whether the other party was afraid of him, or was afraid that his identity would be exposed by passing through the gang.