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Inside the wing, a charcoal fire was baking the heat of the room.

On the bed, Huang Fuchen stepped forward and bent down to cover Ye Yanran with a futon.

"Dr. Ruth, I'll send you out." Adjutant Chen spoke to Dr. Ruth.

Ruth nodded to Adjutant Chen, carried the medicine box on her back, looked at Huang Fuchen, and told her again, "Young marshal, pay more attention, your wife's body has not recovered yet, and for a short time, avoid having sex with her." ”

After the words fell, Ruth went out with Adjutant Chen.

Huang Fuchen stayed by the bedside from beginning to end, holding one of the woman's hands, and his dark eyes stared at the woman's sleeping face deeply, and his pale face was heartbreaking.

Gazing for a long time, waiting ...

When Adjutant Chen turned back, he stood behind Huang Fuchen, looked at it for a long time, and finally spoke, "Young Marshal, are you still going to the barracks?" Why don't you call a few neat maids to come over and serve the eighth aunt? ”

There was a long silence.

Huang Fuchen finally fell, "Don't go, don't be in a hurry to put it in the study in advance, and send it here directly!" ”

"Yes!" Adjutant Chen responded in a deep voice, looked at Huang Fuchen, who looked a little haggard, and glanced at Ye Yanran, who was still asleep on the bed, from a distance, and sighed in his heart.

Adjutant Chen left the room, leaving an increasingly silent and quiet atmosphere.

Huang Fuchen held the woman's hands in both hands, buried his head, put his forehead against the back of the woman's hand, closed his eyes and pondered.

。。。。。

It was close to noon.

Ye Yanran's eyelids moved slightly, rolling eyeballs could be seen under the eyelids, the lip flap moved slightly, and the pain under her body was a little painful and cold, as if she had been rubbed with ointment.

Ye Yanran moved her hand and opened her eyes.

Huang Fuchen suddenly felt movement, and hurriedly raised his head, "Yan'er, are you awake?" How does it feel? ”

Huang Fuchen leaned closer to his face, Ye Yanran opened his eyes and saw the man for the first time, he was startled, and his breathing was a little short.

The man's palm covered the woman's forehead, probed the temperature, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Yan'er, it's not hot, this Western medicine really works quickly." ”

Ye Yanran's eyes were stunned and looked at the man's eyes with a hint of fear, and her head shrunk, avoiding the man's palm.

When Huang Fuchen saw it, he was stunned, "Yan'er, what's wrong?" ”

Ye Yanran stared at Huang Fuchen's eyes, and the scenes from last night came to mind, the humiliation that she didn't let go of every time, how many times she begged to no avail, and her heartstrings trembled.

Huang Fuchen saw the woman's panicked and frightened look, and there was a sense of anxiety in his heart, and he hurriedly grasped the woman's hands, "Yan'er, are you afraid?" ”

“。。。” Ye Yanran was silent, her eyes still flashing.

Huang Fuchen saw that the woman was silent for a long time, just staring at him so scared, his whole heart was cold, his throat moved up and down, and he stared at Ye Yanran's phoenix eyes deeply, that kind of fear and fear was like looking at some fierce beast.

A long silence ...

Huang Fuchen's eyes sank, puffed up, and said softly, "Yan'er, last night's incident, Ben Shuai was excited, shouldn't you be so much, Ben Shuai confessed his mistake to you, okay?" ”

Ye Yanran was still silent, staring at the man's eyes, in those deep eyes, the whites of those eyes were bloodshot, and the bags under the eye sockets were a little blue, a little haggard, but Ye Yanran's heart trembled.

Last night, it was these eyes that kept staring at themselves, bloodthirsty and devouring cold, and every time they hit their bodies hard, they had to kill themselves to death every time...

"Yan'er, you must not be afraid of me!" Huang Fuchen was anxious, his palms fell on the woman's shoulders, rubbing them, the sword eyebrows were furrowed, and the panicked look on the tips of his eyebrows was fully revealed.

"Yan'er, Ben Shuai is excited, it was you who angered me... Huang Fuchen was about to lose his words, and he began to wonder why he didn't control himself so much last night.

"Never? Yan'er, Ben Shuai will never treat you like that again! Huang Fuchen spoke with a sense of anxiety, he looked at the woman's phoenix eyes, and he was more and more nervous when he didn't say anything for a long time.

"Yan'er... Is it good to say something? Huang Fuchen held the woman's face with both palms, and his dark eyes were full of anticipation.

"Knock knock~~!" There was a knock on the door, and the voice of the maid fell from outside the door, "Young marshal, the porridge for the eighth aunt is too good, do you want to send it in now?" ”

Hearing this, Huang Fuchen stared into the woman's eyes, dropped his palm for a long time, and fell out in a deep voice, "Come in." ”

The maid approached the room with a tray of white porridge, bypassed the roller blinds, and approached the bed.

The wooden tray in the maid's room was placed on the table next to her, and a bowl of red dates and millet porridge was scooped, blowing away the heat, close to the bed.

Huang Fuchen looked sideways, and stretched out his palm, "I'm coming!" ”

When the maid heard this, she was slightly stunned, "Young marshal, let me do this kind of thing." ”

"Bring it!!" Huang Fuchen's voice was a little heavier.

The maid immediately didn't dare to speak, and brought the bowl of porridge to Huang Fuchen, and took it with a generous palm.

The maid hurriedly stepped forward and helped to pick up Ye Yanran, who was lying down, "Eighth aunt, be careful." ”

The maid pulled a pillow and landed on the back of Ye Yanran's waist, Ye Yanran's face was pale and her eyes drooped.

"Alright, you can go down!" Huang Fuchen motioned to the maid in a deep voice.

The maid hurriedly withdrew from the room, Huang Fuchen took a bowl of porridge, spooned a spoonful, blew away the hot air, and handed it to Ye Yanran's lips, her voice was soft, "Yan'er. . . Come, drink porridge. ”

Ye Yanran opened her lips slightly, lowered her eyes, her long curly eyelashes fanned one by one, and she drank porridge obediently, and the sound of drinking porridge echoed in the air.

Huang Fuchen fed spoonful by spoonful, looking at the woman's well-behaved way of drinking porridge, and his heart was filled with warmth.

After a while, a bowl of porridge bottomed out, and even the red dates in it were eaten to the shell.

When Huang Fuchen saw it, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and his clear eyebrows stirred up a trace of indescribable joy.

"Yan'er, Ben Shuai will serve you another bowl, huh?"

Ye Yanran didn't respond, her eyes fell in the distance, the pot of stove, the charcoal was roasting red, and the fire was clearly extinguished.

The sound of the spring rain outside dripping and carrying snow particles falling on the bricks and tiles around the houses is crisp.

Huang Fuchen saw the woman's trance-like expression, his heart was very weak, he got up, walked to the table on the side, lifted the porcelain lid containing the porridge, and spooned a bowl of white porridge.

Sitting on the edge of the bed again, Huang Fuchen continued to spoon a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Ye Yanran's mouth, "Yan'er, come, eat more, otherwise you will be hungry." ”

Ye Yanran opened her lips slightly, eating one bite after another, the expression on her face was bland, she couldn't see a trace of emotion, and she couldn't understand the thoughts in her heart.

Huang Fuchen fed and fed, his heart became more and more nervous, he looked at the woman so well-behaved and docile, and his silent look, his heartstrings plucked one by one, as if he was peeling off a cocoon, and his whole heart couldn't wait to jump out.

Until a bowl of porridge is at the bottom, the man's rough palm is raised, and his fingers gently wipe the porridge from the woman's lips.

"Yan'er, are you full?" Huang Fuchen asked in a low voice.

Ye Yanran's eyes finally raised slightly, looked at the man in front of her, and blinked slightly.

When Huang Fuchen saw it, he immediately understood, hooked his lips and smiled, smiling like a pool of spring river water, gently rippling, and his deep eyes were dotted with luster, like the stars on a summer night.

"It's good to be full." Huang Fuchen got up and put the empty bowl on the table beside him.

Huang Fuchen took out a book in the drawer on the side, and he knew very well that this woman liked to read some books to pass the time in her spare time.

Huang Fuchen glanced at the woman on the bed, calmly approached, and handed over the books in his hand, "Yan'er, do you want to read books?" ”

Ye Yanran glanced at it, raised her hand, stretched out her hand to take it, and said nothing.

Huang Fuchen stood aside, looked at the woman with a faint gaze, opened the book, leaned on the head of the bed and watched, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

。。。。。

The rain was still falling outside, and the dead wood was blowing everywhere, and some green buds began to emerge from the dead wood.

Inside the house, the charcoal fire was roasting, and the temperature of the room was hot.

Ye Yanran leaned on the head of the bed and looked at the books and periodicals in her hand, Huang Fuchen sat on the chair next to the edge of the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep, his resolute and cold face was tired, and his eyebrows were slightly stretched.

The woman's palm, that page, stayed for a long time, and did not turn it for a long time.

His eyes froze, and he raised his eyes and fell to the man beside him, Ye Yanran looked at the man's closed eyes, and the thoughts in his mind scattered.

A light rain poured down the day, and soon it darkened.

Huang Fuchen's slightly sleepy face gradually deepened, he snored heavily, and his tense mind gradually fell into a deep sleep.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, which suddenly woke the man from his sleep.

When Huang Fuchen woke up, he suddenly opened his eyes and rushed out, "Yan'er!" ”

When he opened his eyes, Huang Fuchen saw the woman on the bed, still quietly looking at the book, and was stunned for a moment.

Huang Fuchen looked at Ye Yanran leaning on the head of the bed, still looking at the book in the palm of his hand, lowering his head, without much reaction, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Adjutant Chen's voice fell from outside the door, "Young Marshal, there is an urgent matter!" ”

Huang Fuchen looked at Ye Yanran when he heard this, and then glanced at the sky outside the window, which was so dark that it seemed like it was going to be night.

"Go to the study, I'll be over in a moment!" Huang Fuchen fell out in a deep voice.

Got up, walked towards the cabinet on the side, reached out and opened the drawer, which contained all kinds of healing skin plasters left by the doctor in the house.

The man's palm took out the plaster, approached the bed, sat down along the edge of the bed, looked at the woman's low eyebrows and was very well-behaved, and said softly, "Yan'er, help you with the medicine, huh?" ”

Ye Yanran didn't react, just lowered her eyes, and the man's palm reached over and took the publication in her hand.

"Yan'er, lie down." Huang Fuchen pulled out the pillow behind the woman's back and landed horizontally behind the woman's head.

The two palms of the hands lay flat on the woman's body, and half of the futon was lifted, the upper body was covered, and the lower half was lifted.

Huang Fuchen reached out and unbuttoned the waistband of the woman's trousers, raised his eyes, glanced at the woman's reaction, saw that his expression was indifferent, and continued to take off the white trousers.

Until the pants inside were taken off, a pair of Bai Xi's slender and slender legs, and the man's copper-colored palm grasped the root of the leg on one side and slowly stretched it out.

His eyes stared intently at the middle of the woman's legs, the delicate skin scarred by the skin.

The man opened the plaster in his palm and rubbed it with his fingers, touching the skin under the woman's body.

Ye Yanran frowned slightly, and a cold feeling came from under her body.

The man's fingers gently rubbed the scarred skin, rubbing it in little by little, gently rubbing it into the inside.

"Hiss~~!" Ye Yanran was made to gasp by the sudden action.

Huang Fuchen paused slightly, raised his eyes, "What's wrong?" Yan'er, got a wound? ”

Huang Fuchen lowered his eyes, looking at the coarse and thick palms, the bronze complexion, the black and red of the finger joints, the long-term training and fighting, running around, the fingers were rough and covered with a thick layer of calluses.

Huang Fuchen's gaze sank, and the next moment, his whole head fell down.

The soft tip of the tongue pressed against the cold and strong herbal plaster, and it was soft and soft.

Ye Yanran trembled suddenly, hugged the man's head with both hands, and resistantly wanted to push it away.

"Yan'er, don't move, I'm going to give you medicine." The man's voice was hoarse.

The soft and warm tongue rolled with herbs, and the hot, wet and cold touch was full of Ye Yanran rubbed the hair on the man's head tightly with both palms, resisting.

Suddenly, the man stepped back and raised his head, his deep eyes were stained with a trace of deep affection, and his thin dark red lips were stained with mucus and herbs.

"Yan'er, okay, it doesn't hurt, right?" The man propped his arms on the bed frame and looked at the woman.

Ye Yanran breathed a sigh of relief, turned her face sideways, and did not speak.

Huang Fuchen pulled the trousers on the side, put them on again for the woman, pulled the futon on the side, and covered it.

That's it.

Huang Fuchen walked to the basin shelf, reached out and pulled the brocade cloth on the shelf, and wiped the herbs off his lips.

"Yan'er, I still have something to do, I have to go to the study to deal with it, you can rest for a while, and then have dinner together."

Huang Fuchen stepped forward, stepped on the footboard under the bed, bent down, pulled the futon on the woman's body tightly, touched the woman's pale face with the palm of his hand, got up, and left.

Until the sound of the man's footsteps was far away, the sound of the door closing.

Ye Yanran's eyes fell on the top of her head with a hollow color, looking at the peach-colored bed tent, like the peach blossoms blooming in spring, like the cherry blossoms in March in Japan.

Jasper years, that white dress, shuttled through the cherry blossom forest, learning Western medicine, so happy.

Looking forward to coming back, I can have a medical hall that belongs to myself and Ah Zhuo, and realize the small dream in Ah Zhuo's heart together...

Things are people, not everything.

Two lines of tears slid down his cheeks.

。。。。

The night was getting dark, and in the study, Huang Fuchen had his hands behind his back, listening to Adjutant Chen's report on one thing.

"Young marshal, what should I do with the Black Stone Ridge? No one could have imagined that there were originally two big bosses in this Black Stone Ridge, but now they worked together to catch our town army off guard, and the ten platoons of people brought by Commander Lin were stationed at the foot of the mountain, and there was still light snow there, and they couldn't advance or retreat! ”

Huang Fuchen's eyes were cold, his fingers clasped the table, and he fell in a deep voice, "What about Huang Fuzhuo?" ”

Adjutant Chen hurriedly retreated, "Zhuo Shao is okay with Master Lin, it's this Zhuo Shao who advocates a strong attack, what do you think, young marshal?" ”

Huang Fuchen hooked his lips and smiled deeply, "If he likes to be strong, let him go, otherwise he won't know whether he is alive or dead!" Let him know that ten platoons of soldiers are not so easy to get. ”

When Adjutant Chen heard this, he knew in his heart that the young marshal must still have an idea in his heart, so he hurriedly retreated, "Yes!" I'll send someone to fetch your instructions. ”

After a while, Adjutant Chen exited the study, and Huang Fuchen stood up and left the study.

。。。。。

Outside, the night was dark, the rain and fog were misty, and the snow could be seen on the ground slowly melting.

Huang Fuchen stepped on his leather boots and walked briskly towards the east wing, which was talking about things in the study, and Huang Fuchen was inexplicably anxious.

Walking through the long corridors, the man's footsteps stopped at the door, stopped, and stretched out his hand to push the door open.

It was pitch black in the room, and Huang Fuchen saw it, and stretched out his hand to turn on the lamp in the room.

The yellow lamp lit up the room.

Huang Fuchen stepped on his boots and walked towards the inner room, his steps were light, he stretched out his hand to lift the curtains, and his eyes fell on the woman lying on the bed, covered with thick bedding, and the books and periodicals were scattered on the chair beside him.

When Huang Fuchen saw it, he stepped forward softly, sat on the edge of the bed, lowered his head, and looked at the woman with closed eyes in a deep gaze, sleeping peacefully.

Huang Fuchen hooked his lips and smiled, his eyes were filled with a hint of pampering, he reached out and stroked the hair of the woman's ears and temples, fell on the woman's face, and touched the woman's forehead.

"Yan'er, get up for dinner? Rest at night? Huang Fuchen called out in a low voice.

The woman on the bed did not respond, and still fell asleep quietly.

"Yan'er?" Huang Fuchen shouted again, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Yan'er?" Huang Fuchen reached out to touch the woman's hand and lifted the futon. . .

The shocking blood stained the futon red, Huang Fuchen's face turned pale, and his palms trembled to help up the woman's little hand, and the cut blood on the wrist...

"Yan'er!!" Huang Fuchen shouted angrily, his heart opened, and he suddenly picked up the woman on the bed, and rushed out like crazy.

-End of Chapter-