Hua Wulin took a small spoon and fed a few mouthfuls of medicine into Yilan's mouth, and carefully wiped the tears on her face with a towel, "Are you tired?" Do you want to sleep a little longer? Hua Wulin always took her hand and whispered beside her.

It was indeed very, very sleepy, as if he hadn't slept for a long time, his eyelids were as heavy as lead, and he nodded slightly, but he couldn't let go of the hands he was holding each other.

Everyone exited the room, except for Hanago who sat silently.

"You're not going to want me to sleep next to you, are you? It seems like a lot of work. Hua Wushi muttered quietly as she tried the width left on the edge of the bed. It seems to be enough, okay, just sleep next to you and accompany you. With that, he lay down next to him.

It's been a long time since I've slept, and I can't remember the last time I lay in bed, but I just flattened my body and let out an even breathing sound.

Yilan didn't sleep well, and she didn't know how much time had passed in a daze, trying to recall what had happened in the past few days, but what impressed her the most was the blood-stained flower, so bright, so dazzling. But what about then? I only remember the bright, surprised eyes that the man looked at after being hit by the arrow. And then it's gone.

The sound of breathing around him gradually became softer, could it be that he had already woken up? Ylan wanted to roll over and see how he was asleep.

"Ah~" screamed, and as soon as he moved, he pulled the wound, it hurt, it hurt.

"Yilan" Hua Wushan jumped up almost immediately, reached out and hugged Yilan in his arms. "Don't move, don't move, you're not lightly injured, did you pull the wound?" "Hold the lamp," he yelled outside.

It turned out that it was still night, "Wu Lone, is it noisy for you?" "Yes, this time there was a sound.

It's so bright, someone came in with a lamp, Yilan instinctively closed her eyes, and Hua Wulin quickly covered her eyes with her hands.

"Don't move yet, I'll look at your wound, it's an arrow wound, it's quite deep, but fortunately it didn't hurt your muscles and bones. I'm sorry, I slept too heavily just now, remember in the future, if you want to turn over, you must call me, and I will help you turn over, so that it won't hurt the wound. Hana went to undress her and chattered to distract her.

"Oops." A delicate female voice.

Yilan finally got used to the light, opened her eyes, it turned out to be Lin Lang's daughter-in-law, Young Lady Lin was holding a candlestick on the side to hold the lamp for Hua Wulone, "How dare you work Young Lady." Yilan said apologetically.

"I came to take care of General Qiu on the orders of my father-in-law, there are no women here, if I leave, the one who comes to hold the lamp for His Royal Highness the Prince will have to be General Chasing the Wind." Young Lady Lin said with a smile.

It turns out that she is a lively girl, Yilan thought, and there was a smile on her face, "Young lady, help me, what's wrong with me, I just wanted to turn over, but it hurts." ”

"The wound was ruptured, a lot of blood was shed, and it had to be redressed. It seems that it has to be hard work, young lady. "Hua Wu said. As he spoke, he got up and gently put Ylan back on the bed.

"Sixth Prince, you also have an arrow wound on your arm, but be careful." Seeing Hua Wushan holding Yilan with both hands, Young Lady Lin said anxiously, her tone full of concern.

"Wu Lone, you're injured too? Let me see if the injury is serious? Ylan nervously almost stood up.

"Don't move, don't move, it's just a bruise, it's almost healed." Hua Wushan hurriedly comforted.

"Thank you for your concern." Hua Wulone's tone was cold, and Mrs. Lin was so bluffed that she stood aside with a flushed face, embarrassed.

Hua Wushan brought the medicine and carefully cleaned the wound for Yilan, and Mrs. Lin Shao took the candlestick on the side and carefully cooperated beside her, and handed over a gauze medicine bottle or something by the way.

A drop of candle wax fell on Young Lady Lin's hand, and she snorted softly, and the fire shadow swayed. Soon, however, the lights were stable again, and work continued.

"The candle is at the bottom." Hana Wushan commanded softly. Mrs. Lin did so.

Another drop of hot candle wax dripped down, and Hua Wulin stretched out his hand to block it for the young lady. The two of them looked at each other.

"Well, the young lady is fortunate." Hana Gogo straightened up and looked at the re-bandaged wound with satisfaction.

"The young lady also knows how to heal?" Hua Wushan stopped Mrs. Lin and went to clean up the discarded bloody gauze and other things.

She was stunned, "I once followed my husband to the barracks, helped take care of the wounded soldiers, and followed the old army to medicine." ”

This answer greatly surprised Hua Wulian and Yilan, and they both looked at Young Lady Lin at the same time.

"Oh, it's not early, the young lady has worked hard all night, let's go rest for a while. You don't have to come here tomorrow morning, Wu Lin will explain it to General Lin. "Hua Wu said.

The room fell into darkness again, and Ylang adjusted to a comfortable position and lay in Hanago's arms. But this time she couldn't sleep, 'Who is Mrs. Lin's husband?' Where is it now? How could she, a woman, follow her in-laws on the front line of this chaos? Just now, she looked at Hua Wulone's eyes and the look on her husband when she mentioned it, which made Yilan feel strange. No, you have to ask.

"Are you hungry? Get up and freshen up, and you'll be comfortable when you've eaten. Still in a daze, I felt the air flow tickle in my ears, and then a big kiss fell on my neck.

It turned out that it was already dawn.

Hua Wushan walked out of the city first, and his own retinue served him next door, dressed and freshened. It didn't take long for Yilan to appear in front of Yilan again, and the original forever clean and radiant Hua Wuwu was gone.

After a simple freshening up, I saw Chafeng, Lin Lang and his wife, Ah Cheng and others walking in with breakfast.

"Let's serve Miss Ylan." Mrs. Lin is a warm-hearted person, in her fifties, and her cool personality is very similar to General Lin.

Yilan has the heart to do it himself, but the wound that he pulls after a slight movement hurts. Seeing Hua Wulone's nervous appearance, he could only give up and be fed by Mrs. Lin.

"It's finally relieved, and the prince can rest assured." Seeing that Yilan swallowed the whole bowl of porridge after a while, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Lin Lang looked at Hua Wulonely.

"It's worrying everyone." Yilan blushed and thanked him, "How is the situation outside?" Were there many casualties in the sneak attack that day? Ylang asked the question she had always wanted to ask.

"We have rough skin and thick meat, even if we are injured, we can raise it for two days, and we don't need others to toss the and urine next to us." Ah Cheng pouted very much.

caused Hua Wu to stare angrily.

Ylang blushed. "Sixth master, I, I." Embarrassed.

"Ignore him, I'll clean him up when I get back." Hua Wushan had already sat back on the side of Yilan's bed, caressing his forehead for a while, holding his hand and kneading it for a while, his two eyes were only staring at the person lying on the bed, and he was reluctant to look away for a while.

"Retreated, they retreated." The shadow broke in like a gust of wind, and before anyone could see it, the voice arrived first. "Exactly what happened, at the end of the day, they began to pull out their camp and retreat northward, and by daybreak there was nothing left in the camp. Their vanguard was reportedly encamped thirty miles away. ”

"Really?" This is definitely a great news, the sword that has been hanging over the head has finally been removed, and everyone's eyes are bright.

"Knowing what is the way of the road, will they choose to retreat?" Chasing movies endlessly, continuing to break the news, the appearance of eyebrows flying and dancing is by no means inferior to the reporters of today's entertainment stations. "Yilan, you are so powerful, you definitely don't make a move, and as soon as you make a move, you will make us people embarrassed."

"Tell me what the hell is going on." Even Hua Wulone can't bear it anymore.

"Yilan's arrow wounded Feng Xiyue, the prince of the Northern Dynasty, according to the spy report, he was injured in the camp for two days, and was strictly called back to China to recuperate, it is estimated that the grain and grass were destroyed, and it was hopeless to see that the siege was hopeless, so he retreated today."

"It's amazing." Yilan got a little carried away and sat up straight. When she felt someone holding her, she remembered that she had injuries on her body.

"Don't move." In exchange for a soft drink and a moan.

"Sixth Master"

The "Sixth Master" chased the wind, and several people hurriedly stepped forward to support Hua Wulone.

"Wu Lone, are you seriously injured?" When he saw the fine beads of sweat on Wu Lone's forehead, Yilan realized that Hua Wu Lone's injury should not be a bruise as he said. His face turned white with fright.

"It's okay, it's okay, you lie down first." Hua Wushan hurriedly comforted.

Seeing Yilan's crying face, he just held his hand, and he couldn't cry or laugh, "I can't let go of you like this, and the wound on my arm will crack sooner or later." Ignore them, I just get pricked with a needle and they look like this. Don't worry. ”

"Sixth master, the wound is oozing blood, and it needs to be bandaged again." Chase the air duct.

Soon, he brought the drug gauze and began to change the medicine for Hua Wulone. Hua Wulone's injury is actually not lighter than Yilan's at all, plus he has been taking care of him in front of the bed for the past few days, and under the constant pulling, the wound is still a blur of flesh and blood.

When the wound on Hua Wulone's arm was to protect her and block an arrow for her, Yilan leaned on the bed and burst into tears.

"Yilan, I'm really angry that you're going to cry again." Seeing that no matter how she coaxed her, she was in tears, and the thick cotton sleeves were almost soaked, and Hua Wushan really had a headache.

"Everybody go down." Hua Wulin suddenly shouted loudly, and ripped off the medicine cloth that had been applied to the wound.

Seeing that they were all stupid when they made such a few people, they regretted that they shouldn't have talked too much in front of Yilan, and retreated outside stupidly.

Yilan still has the strength to cry, pressing the wound on his left chest with his hand, and every time he sobses, it hurts. "I was just thinking, he is a prince, you are also a prince, I hurt him, and I hurt you as a result, it's really not worth it." The voice was weak, almost choppy.

"It's the same arrow wound on his arm, he's almost healed, and he should cry for you, but mine is cracked again." I wanted to say something heavy, but I couldn't open my mouth when I looked at her, so I took her on my shoulders and said softly, "Zhilu said that you are distressed, but you should also recuperate, you have been serving you for several days, you can't bear to let my dignified prince help you wipe your body and change diapers every day." ”