Xiao Hongzhu's eyes that day, Fu Jun still remembers it vividly. She just wanted to kill someone on the spot, humiliate the Han Dynasty, and get the salt tax certificate. It's just that Fu Jun knew about her back injury in advance, so she won the competition by luck.

Lu You ignored state affairs, bent on making Fu Jun ugly, and even did not hesitate to provoke the cruel and murderous Princess Qihan to make a move, is it really just because he is embarrassed?

Fu Jun's eyebrows frowned slightly, staring at a white candle in the lotus crystal lamp, and he thought to himself.

Suddenly, there was a slight "click" outside the window, as if someone had stepped on a dead branch.

Fu Jun immediately woke up and glanced at the window.

The windows were closed, and there was no human figure on the curtains.

Fu Jun was puzzled, walked to the window, opened the window drawer and opened it outward. At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from my ear: "How is your injury?" ”

Fu Jun was startled, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the window drawer did not fall. She looked closely, only to see a slender hand resting her head under the window drawer. Then, a familiar face fell into Fu Jun's eyes.

The long eyebrows were slightly raised, and a pair of eyes that seemed to have been quenched with ice seemed to contain something indescribable at this time, like a fine starlight in a cold night. Under such eyebrows, even the scar on this person's left cheek is not so glaring.

"Meng Yuan!" Fu Jun lowered his voice and quickly glanced around.

Why did this guy get here? What's going on now?

"What are you going to do?" Fu Jun asked again.

"Stand out of the way." Meng Yuan said briefly, and did not answer Fu Jun's question. The voice was as deep as a drum, and it was pleasant and low. At the same time, he also raised his chin and motioned for Fu Jun to step back.

Fu Jun was a little dazed, but her two feet took two steps back obediently.

So, Meng Yuan jumped into her boudoir in front of Fu Jun in front of Fu Jun in such a grand and open manner.

It wasn't until Meng Yuan stood firmly in front of him that Fu Jun somewhat understood what had happened.

Meng Yuan actually trespassed into the woman's boudoir?!

Fu Jun suddenly conjured up a huge pig cage in front of his eyes.

I don't know if according to the rules of the Han Dynasty, is her behavior enough to die once?

Thinking of this, Fu Jun was really a little anxious, so he lowered his voice again and asked, "Why did you come in?" He looked around.

Meng Yuan said lightly: "There is no one outside, your maids are all under the corridor." ”

Fu Jun nodded when he heard this. Oh Qing straightened the color again. The third time, he said, "What are you going to do?" ”

Meng Yuan stared at Fu Jun, the gaze projected/projected/shot out of his eyes that was like quenched ice, with a bit of scrutiny.

Fu Jun looked at him for a while, and then looked away a little unnaturally.

It's not that Fu Jun is afraid to look at him. It's that she's a little unsure of what kind of attitude she should take. is really in line with the style of a noble girl of the Han Dynasty.

It's strange to say. Meng Yuan's eyes, which were usually as cold as stars, didn't have much coldness when he looked at it at this moment. Rather, there is an unnamed emotion flowing. Then, the light of the eyes also flowed, like a spring breeze blowing and the ice and snow melting.

After a long while, Meng Yuanfang asked in a deep voice, "Are you better?" ”

Fu Jun was slightly stunned when she heard this, and then, for some reason, her heart actually warmed up.

Perhaps, this is because the people who greet her know some of her secrets more or less, so this simple greeting is a little different from others.

Fu Jun raised his eyes to look at Meng Yuan, and said with a light smile: "Thank you." I'm getting better. ”

Meng Yuan pondered for a moment, flipped his left hand, and a black porcelain vase appeared in his hand. He put the porcelain vase on the table and said in a deep voice: "This is a medicinal oil, and it can be applied to the wound to relieve the pain." ”

Fu Jun was stunned, but Meng Yuan didn't give her time to think about it, and continued: "You put it away first, and you can use it tonight." ”

Fu Jun stared at the medicine bottle. If she remembered correctly, the few flavors of medicinal oil that Doctor Lu was prescribing were also in this kind of bottle.

So Fu Jun asked, "This is what Doctor Lu is prescribing to you?" ”

Meng Yuan said briefly: "No. This is a gift from someone else. He seemed reluctant to say more, but stopped talking about this sentence. After glancing around, he strode to the small table where the needlework was placed, took out a piece of fabric from it, and said to Fu Jun commandingly: "Put your hand on the table." ”

Fu Jun saw that he was carrying a piece of pink and tender velvet in his hand, and he didn't understand what he wanted to do, so he reminded him: "This is what my maid wants to use, you won't take it, right?" ”

Meng Yuan was silent, only walked to the table and said again: "Put your hand on the table." ”

Fu Jun didn't know why, so he had to put his hand on the table as he said.

Meng Yuan wrapped his hands in the cloth, turned Fu Jun's hand over with his palm facing up, and then he covered the cloth on Fu Jun's wrist, put Fu Jun's pulse through the cloth, and said in a low voice: "I'll press your pulse." ”

Fu Jun understood at this time, so she stopped talking, and only looked at Meng Yuan frowning slightly, obviously checking her pulse.

For a while, neither of them said a word, and Fu Jun couldn't help but glance at Meng Yuan a few times.

This was the first time she had observed Meng Yuan so closely.

He seems to be a little different.

In his body, there is an extra cold temperament.

The long eyebrows that flew obliquely into the sideburns, the eyes that were like quenching ice, and the facial contours that seemed to be sculpted, at this moment no longer looked like a young man's flying, but became calm and restrained.

However, the momentum on his body is stronger than ever, so powerful that people dare not look at it.

Fu Jun really couldn't believe it, but in just one month, this teenager would have such a reborn change.

At that moment, she suddenly remembered that at the state banquet, before she fainted, she seemed to see Meng Yuan, and Meng Yuan seemed to be wearing heavy armor.

Thinking of this, Fu Jun asked tentatively, "Did you just come back from the army?" ”

Meng Yuan was silent, and after a long while, he let go of Fu Jun's wrist and said briefly: "Yes." After a pause, he frowned and said, "You need to recuperate in the future." ”

Fu Jun nodded, and then asked after Fang Cai's words, "You went to Ezhou?" ”

Meng Yuan said lightly: "I went to Ezhou with General Wen. ”

Fu Jun asked again, "Did you come back from winning the battle?" ”

Meng Yuan's eyes sank slightly, and he said, "What kind of victory is it to only capture one town, and then retreat?" ”

When Fu Jun heard this, his eyes lit up all of a sudden, and he asked, "You captured Sudar Town?" ”

Meng Yuan didn't speak, only nodded slightly, but there was not much joy on his face.

Fu Jun was impressed by Meng Yuan.

I really didn't expect that the vanguard officer who attacked Sudar Town was actually Meng Yuan!

This young man, who always seems to be cold and indifferent, is so brave and good at fighting. Fu Jun, as his contemporary, has a sense of honor. (To be continued......)