The First-Class Medical Princess

On the tenth day of this month, before the fifteenth day, Murong Yuan's headaches became obvious, earlier than ever before.

Now that the tenth day of the first lunar month has just passed, the veins on Murong Yuan's forehead are clearly visible one by one, as if they are about to burst.

Su Yunchu inserted silver needles all over his head but it didn't help, Murong Yuan was still in so much pain that he couldn't sleep all night.

In the evening, it finally calmed down a bit. However, when Su Yunchu woke up in the middle of the night, she opened her eyes and found that Murong Yuan was no longer around her. Murong Yuan was no longer in sight.

She hurriedly put on a robe, and then put on a thick cloak to cover the inside. She only hurriedly stuffed her feet into her shoes, got up, and walked outside the tent.

Outside the tent, Mu Yang came to change shifts, Su Yunchu and I were a little anxious, Where is the prince?

Mu Yang looked at Su Yunchu's appearance, the anxiety and worry on his face were obvious, and he didn't hide it, My lord is looking for General Yan.

Why did the lord go to General Yan in the middle of the night? Su Yunchu heaved a sigh of relief, but before he recovered, he continued to ask Mu Yang. At this time, Murong Yuan was suffering from a terrible headache. What else should he do in the middle of the night? Yan Yishan's?

Mu Yang frowned, not knowing.

Su Yunchu frowned, and left naturally. The barracks at night seemed even colder. Su Yunchu only wore a pair of cloth shoes that were not resistant to cold, and walked in the barracks in a wind cloak. There were also patrolling soldiers at night, but seeing Su Yunchu like this Generally, I didn't feel much strange.

Yan Yishan's camp was not far from them, Su Yunchu walked there in a few steps, but these few steps were enough to numb her feet from the cold, in the cold north, the temperature was already lower at night, so it was unavoidable.

Yan Yishan's camp was still lit at this time, Su Yunchu approached, and heard a faint appointment voice from inside, My lord, I told you that you can't sleep because of the headache, so I asked the princess to get up and give you a few needles, come here While looking for me to play chess, I don’t care about anything.”

There were endless complaints and dissatisfaction in his voice.

After a hard day, how important is the night's rest.

Only Murong Yuan still said calmly, If you don't play chess well, you should lose.

The chess piece in Yan Yishan's hand still did not fall, Playing chess is such an elegant game, it is not something that I like to fight on the battlefield. I don't care if I win or not.

He was about to take a breath, but in the blink of an eye, he saw Su Yunchu appearing at the door of the tent.

Yan Yishan had a half-smile on his face, and the chess piece in his hand dropped casually, Princess, you are finally here.

Murong Yuan turned his head, with some helplessness on his face, Ah Chu...

He was about to say something when he saw the shoes on the soles of Su Yunchu's feet, his face darkened, and he stood up first, Why did you come out wearing these cloth shoes, don't you know it's cold at night?

In order not to let Su Yunchu's hands and feet get cold, Murong Yuan specially chose animal fur to make some thick shoes for Su Yunchu to protect against the cold.

Su Yunchu ignored his words and tone of reproach, Why didn't you wake me up when I had a headache, and why did you come here?

At the end, Su Yunchu suddenly came to his senses, Did you touch my acupoints?

Murong Yuan kept silent, rubbed his forehead, and found that the pain didn't seem to be so bad, he suddenly picked up Su Yunchu, Go back first.

The scene where Yan Yishan looked at the two of them in his tent obviously cared and cared about each other like death, but everyone spoke in a good tone.