Huang Fuchen rubbed the hilt of his sword with his palm, and said thoughtfully, "You and Ah Zhuo have learned Western medicine, why do you know so much about Chinese medicine?" ”

Ye Yanran lowered her long eyelashes and flashed her eyes slightly, "Young marshal, Yanran has liked to read Chinese medicine books since she was a child, and my father bought me a spacious study, and the shelves in my study are full of all kinds of Chinese medicine books. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Oh? What are the medical books? Huang Fuchen asked in a deep voice that was not salty.

Ye Yanran was slightly stunned, and looked sideways at Huang Fuchen, obviously not expecting that this man who was fighting in the south and the north would care about what medical books he read.

Ye Yanran swallowed her saliva, and her voice fell, "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases, Compendium of Materia Medica, Yellow Emperor's Neijing, Lingshu Sutra... ”

Ye Yanran carefully counted the medical books word by word, raised her eyes from time to time, and secretly glanced at Huang Fuchen, only to see that he was already sitting straight, his cold side face was not shocked, and he didn't seem to have much reaction.

It wasn't until Ye Yanran finished talking about the medical books that her voice was silenced, and in an instant, the back seat of the car fell into a dead silence, even though the sound of the autumn wind could be heard outside the car window, it still couldn't resist the silence in the car.

Ye Yanran finally couldn't help it, and secretly looked sideways at Huang Fuchen, his eyes were startled, the man had closed his eyes, as if he was closing his eyes and contemplating, Ye Yanran was scarlet in his heart, he let himself say so many medical books, but he fell asleep, really!

"What are you muttering?" Huang Fuchen suddenly opened his eyes, came sideways, and a pair of sharp eagle eyes stared at Ye Yanran tightly.

Ye Yanran was taken aback by this sudden gaze, her body couldn't help but tremble, and she said in a trembling voice, "No... Didn't say anything! ”

"Humph!" Huang Fuchen snorted coldly, staring at Ye Yanran fiercely, the dim light still couldn't cover the woman's soft white face, that pair of clear and agile phoenix eyes.

Ye Yanran's heartstrings tightened, she heard Huang Fuchen's cold snort very clearly, she didn't know what this man meant? Is it dissatisfaction with yourself? But he is just a doctor on the march, and he is still the daughter of the old minister of the Huangfu family, so what is he dissatisfied with himself.

"Do you know that a woman is virtuous if she is not talented?" Huang Fuchen finally spoke, his words revealed a hint of coldness, and his deep eagle eyes made people feel chills when they saw it.

Ye Yanran listened, gasped, and suddenly came to her senses, and the unhappiness in her heart could not be hidden, but she still suppressed it, muttered for a while, and fell back flatly,

"A husband is virtuous, and a woman is virtuous! Yan Ran doesn't think so! Both ability and political integrity have a husband, a virtuous and untalented gentleman, and a woman cultivates virtue, internal cultivation, and external cultivation is gentle. ”

Ye Yanran calmly retreated, her eyes looked at Emperor Fuchen, the man's eagle eyes, clearly saw his deep pupils, that hint of his own gaze, Ye Yanran didn't see it so clearly, as if she wanted to penetrate herself, but it was like an anger.

"Finished?" Huang Fuchen's cold voice fell, and his deep eagle eyes radiated a cold light in the darkness.