The prince is very fierce

At dusk, the back house becomes cooler.

Only Xu Buling and a few girls lived in the house, and the temporary residence did not hire any maids or servants. It seemed particularly quiet, with the only sound of "tacking" from the outside house.

In a war, medicine is life. If you wait to prepare it when it is needed, it will obviously be too late.

The handsome man's house was filled with dried medicinal materials. Zhongli Jiujiu took advantage of her free time before the next battle to prepare large quantities of medicinal powder for golden sores in the yard. She hired more than a dozen medical apprentices from outside the house to boil and pound the medicine. It made the whole house smell of medicine.

Zhongli Jiujiu's research on medicine is at the top of the world, and he can even cultivate Dragon Lock Gu. Making these introductory golden sore medicines is obviously overkill.

Zhongli Chuchu was walking back and forth in the makeshift pharmacy, helping out. Her cheeks were covered with red gauze, only a pair of beautiful eyes were exposed. She took a moment to weigh the powder and said:

"Master, after all, you are the concubine of the prince of the Central Plains vassal. In our South Vietnam, you are more noble than the imperial concubine. In the past, I heard that the imperial concubines and queens were all dressed in gold and jade, and ordinary people would lie on the ground when they saw it. , you can only look at the boots. It's better for you. You have worked hard to become a concubine. Not only do you not enjoy the happiness, but you are even more tired than you were in the village. You start dispensing medicine as soon as you get up, and you have to wait on the man at night, and they don't give it to you. silver……"

The little sparrow stood on the counter, knocking pine nuts, and nodded his little head when he heard the sound: "Chirping--" It seemed to be saying that it had to be used as a carrier pigeon, not to mention a mate, and it didn't even have a gold birdcage. .

Zhongli Jiujiu, who was also veiled, carefully mixed various medicinal powders together with a small spoon, and said softly:

"We are all busy with the war now. Xu Buling is busy from morning to night. He sets an example and basks in the sun with the soldiers. We are just hiding in the house to enjoy the cool. There is nothing to be tired about."

Zhongli Chuchu was just looking for something to talk about when he was bored, but he was still helping out seriously.

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The faint fragrance of medicine lingers in the courtyard, and the west wing is the quietest, not even the sound of pounding medicine can be heard.

The wing room was clean and elegant. On the embroidered bed, Ning Qingye, covered with a thin blanket, opened her eyes.

During the last attack and defense of the city, Ning Qingye followed Xu Buling, advancing and retreating together. She fainted from exhaustion once, woke up and ran to the top of the city again.

As a woman, her martial arts skills were not as good as those of Ning Yuhe. You can imagine how much physical exertion was exerted on her body if she forced herself to use martial arts. After the battle, Ning Qingye lay down and rested in the house for nearly ten days before she recovered.

The light outside the window was dim and it was hard to tell whether it was early morning or dusk.

Ning Qingye sat up, rubbed her aching arms, put on her embroidered shoes, walked to the window and opened it, looked at the pond full of lotus leaves outside the window, and breathed out softly.

Although she was a little tired, Ning Qingye was quite satisfied in her heart. If nothing else, at least in the eyes of the Xiliang Army officers and soldiers, she was no longer a 'lady of the royal family', but a swordsman who could not be inferior to any other woman.

Although there is no difference in fact, Ning Qingye has an independent and straightforward personality. She must repay every grudge and kindness. She does not like to be a vassal of men like ordinary women. Even if she and Xu Buling are lovers, she will not stand beside Xu Buling because of this identity. Don't let even the whole army and soldiers use any less strength.

After resting at the window for a while, her body felt a little sore from lying down for too long, Ning Qingye walked out of the house and walked along the corridor to relax. When she came to the courtyard, she found that Chu Chu and Jiujiu were both busy preparing medicine, so she didn't bother them and just went to the courtyard. Arrived at the kitchen in the back.

They are just living in Nanyang temporarily, and they are all women from the world. There is no cook in the house, and everything is done by themselves. Smoke was rising from the kitchen in the back house. Ning Yuhe, wearing an apron, was busy going back and forth between the stove and chopping boards, chopping vegetables, washing rice, etc. It used to be Taoist taboos, but now that he has been with Xu Buling for a long time, naturally he no longer Pay attention to these, chicken, duck, fish and meat are all available.

Ning Qingye stood in the corridor and took a look, and found that everyone was busy working, and she was the only one taking a rest. She felt a little embarrassed, so she walked into the kitchen and went behind the earthen stove to help light the fire like she did when she was a child.

Ning Yuhe was cutting vegetables when he saw Qing Ye suddenly getting up and running over. He quickly wiped his hands and came over:

"Qingye, why are you up? The dead mother-in-law said you have to rest for half a month. The day is not here yet. What should I do if the root cause of the disease is revealed?"

Martial arts warriors rely on their bodies for food. They practice martial arts all year round. Even if they are free from illness and disaster, if they don't take good care of themselves, they will still be full of diseases in old age. Although Ning Yuhe did not deal with Jiujiu, he still cared about Jiujiu's medical advice.

Ning Qingye was pulled up and said with a smile: "Master, I'm fine. I'm just tired for a day, and my muscles and bones are not broken, so I don't need to lie down for half a month. Besides, what Ye Jiuniang said was 'ten days and a half month' 'It's been ten days now, and I will be suffocated if I lie down any longer."

Ning Yuhe looked at it carefully, then held Ning Qingye's veins and felt it. It seemed that there was no big problem, and then nodded gently. She knew Qingye's temperament was very down-to-earth, and she would definitely not be able to sit still while watching others work, so she said:

"You don't need two people to cook. I can do it alone. If you can't stay idle, just sweep the floor."

The kitchen was not big and the two of them couldn't turn around. Ning Qingye turned around and walked outside the door, picking up a broom and sweeping some vegetable leaves in the yard.

Ning Yuhe returned to the chopping board, continued cutting yams, lamb kidneys and other ingredients, and said softly:

"Since you're bored, maybe come back later and let him take you out for a walk. Although most of the wardens in Nanyang have fled, the scenery of the White River Embankment is still very beautiful. Young men and women like to go there..."

Ning Qingye looked up at the sky: "It's almost dark, what's there to go around. Besides, it's fine to go out for a walk alone, why let Xu Buling follow?"

"Uh..."

Ning Yuhe thought for a while: "Aren't you a couple? It's normal for young men and women to be together under the moonlight..."

Ning Qingye blushed a little: "I... I just think it's boring to walk together. These days, he comes back every night and goes to the room and sits next to me and gossips, such as 'Fahai suppresses the white snake'. I grew up in a Taoist temple, why should I listen to monks' stories? They are not as interesting as Manzhi's stories..."

Ning Qingye denied it verbally, but he never concealed his inner thoughts, especially in front of his master.

Ning Yuhe glanced at him and knew that his apprentice was being stubborn, so he stopped talking.

The yard outside the kitchen was not big, and it was swept in two strokes.

After Ning Qingye put down the broom, she saw her and her master's clothes soaking by the well, so she sat on a small stool and started washing clothes.

The master and the apprentice have been dependent on each other since childhood. When they were young, Ning Yuhe washed their clothes. When they grew up, they took turns to wash their clothes. They didn't shy away from washing their underwear. Ning Yuhe didn't stop them.

But Ning Qingye raised her hand and picked up Ning Yuhe's white nightgown. Just as she was about to wash it, she suddenly saw some light red marks on it.

Ning Qingye didn't care at first, thinking that it was rouge or something that was accidentally stained from somewhere else, but after rubbing it carefully for a long time, the light red marks were still there, just like there were some patterns on the white fabric.

?

The fabric of the nightgown was white, without any patterns on it, and it was obviously not embroidered.

Ning Qingye picked it up and looked at it carefully. She felt that the light red marks on it seemed to be dyed. She picked up the skirt and gestured on herself and found the location of the red marks...

? ?

Can the shougongsha also fade?

Ning Qingye's clear eyes were slightly surprised.

She had been dependent on her master since she was young, bathing and sleeping together, so she naturally knew that there was a pattern of flying phoenix wings on her master's white steamed bun; when she was young, she was curious and thought it was beautiful, and she often touched it, and her master spanked her for this.

The color of the Shougongsha is pink, exactly the same as the color on the cloth...

Thinking of this, Ning Qingye was a little confused.

Shougongsha is like a birthmark, integrated with the flesh and blood, how can it fade?

The mark on it looks like the ink has not dried yet, and it was accidentally printed, and you can even see some vague outlines...

Ning Qingye was puzzled and looked back at the master's back in the kitchen. Before she could figure out the reason, she heard voices in the outer house. Xu Buling and Yeying came back.

Ning Qingye's thoughts were interrupted, and he came back to his senses. With some doubts, he continued to wash clothes seriously...