At dusk, the back house cools down.

There are only Xu Buling and a few girls living in the house, and there are no maids and servants in the temporary residence, which is very quiet, only the 'click' sound of pounding medicine in the outer house.

When a war starts, medicine is life, and when it is time to prepare, it will obviously be too late.

The Shuai's mansion was full of dried medicinal materials, Zhongli Jiujiu took advantage of the leisure before the next battle to prepare gold sore powder in large quantities in the courtyard, and the outer house found more than a dozen medical hall apprentices to boil and pound medicine, so that the whole house carried a smell of medicine.

Zhongli Jiujiu's research on medicine is the top in the world, and the Dragon Lock Gu can be raised, and it is obviously a bit overkill to make these introductory gold sore medicines.

Zhongli Chuchu was in the makeshift pharmacy, helping back and forth, with red gauze on his cheeks, only a pair of beautiful eyes leaking out, weighing the leisure of the medicine powder, and said:

"Master, you are the side concubine of the prince of the Central Plains Domain, and in our Nanyue, you are more noble than the concubine. In the past, I heard that the concubines and queens were all wearing gold and jade, and ordinary people had to lie on the ground when they saw it, and they could only look at the boots. It's good that you came back with a side concubine after a lot of hard work, not only did you not enjoy the blessings, but you were more tired than in the village. As soon as you get up, you start dispensing medicine, and you have to serve men at night, and they don't give you money......"

The little sparrow stood on the desk and knocked on the pine nuts, and nodded his little head when he heard the sound: "Chirp-" It seems to say that it has to be called as a carrier pigeon, not to mention a mate, and it doesn't even have a golden wire birdcage.

Zhongli Jiujiu was also veiled, carefully mixed various medicinal powders together with a small spoon, and said softly when he heard the words:

"Now that we're fighting, we're all busy, Xu Buling is not busy from morning to night, leading by example and basking in the sun with the soldiers, we're just hiding in the house to enjoy the shade, what's so tired."

Zhongli Chuchu was just idle and bored to find something to say, and he still seriously helped to start.

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The faint fragrance of medicine lingered between the courtyards, and the west chamber was the quietest, and even the sound of pounding medicine could not be heard.

The room was clean and elegant, and Ning Qingye, who was covered with a thin blanket on the embroidery bed, opened his eyes.

The last time he attacked and defended the city, Ning Qingye had been following behind Xu Buling, advancing and retreating together, he was tired and fainted once, and when he woke up, he ran to the city again.

As a woman, her martial arts are not as good as Ning Yuhe's, and she forcibly supports her martial arts, and it is conceivable how much she consumes her body, after the battle, Ning Qing lay down at night and cultivated in the house for nearly ten days before recovering.

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

Ning Qingye sat up, rubbed his sore arm, put on embroidered shoes, walked to the window and opened the window, looked at the lotus leaves outside the window, and exhaled softly.

Although she was a little tired, Ning Qingye was still quite satisfied in her heart, not to mention anything else, at least in the eyes of the soldiers of the Xiliang Army, she was no longer the identity of the 'woman of the world', but a swordsman who did not let her eyebrows go.

Although there is actually no difference, Ning Qingye has an independent and straightforward personality, and if there is revenge, he will repay his kindness, and he does not like to become a vassal of a man like ordinary women; Even if he and Xu Buling are lovers, they will not stand behind Xu Buling or even the soldiers of the whole army because of this identity.

Standing at the window and resting for a while, lying down for too long and his body was a little sore, Ning Qingye walked out of the house and walked along the corridor; After coming to the courtyard, he found that Chu Chu and Jiu Jiu were busy dispensing medicine, so they didn't bother and went directly to the kitchen in the back.

It's just that I live in Nanyang temporarily, and they are all women in the rivers and lakes, and I don't find a cook in the house, and I do everything myself. There was smoke in the kitchen of the back house, and Ning Yuhe, who was wearing an apron, was busy working back and forth between the stove boards, cutting vegetables, washing rice, etc., which used to be a Taoist taboo, but now that he has been following Xu Buling for a long time, he naturally no longer pays attention to these, and chicken, duck, fish and meat are readily available.

Ning Qingye stood in the corridor and glanced at it, and found that everyone was busy, so she was resting, and she was a little embarrassed in her heart, so she walked into the kitchen, came to the back of the earthen stove, and helped light the fire as she did when she was a child.

Ning Yuhe was chopping vegetables, and when he saw that Qingye suddenly got up and ran over, he hurriedly wiped his hands and walked over:

"Qingye, why did you get up? The dead mother-in-law said that you want to rest for half a month, but the day has not yet come, what should you do if you fall ill? ”

Martial artists rely on their bodies to eat, and they practice martial arts all year round, even if they are not sick and disaster-free, and if they don't take good care of themselves, they will be sick when they get old. Although Ning Yuhe didn't deal with Jiujiu, he still cared a lot about Jiujiu's doctor's advice.

Ning Qingye was pulled up and said with a smile: "Master, I'm fine, but I'm just tired for a day, and I haven't hurt my muscles and bones, so why do I need to lie down for half a month." Moreover, Ye Jiuniang said 'ten days and half a month', and now it has been ten days, and I must suffocate to death if I lie down again. ”

Ning Yuhe looked at it seriously, and then held Ning Qingye's veins and felt it, as if there was no big problem, so he nodded lightly. She knew that Qingye's temperament was very real, and she would definitely not be able to sit still when she watched others work, so she said:

"Where do you need two people to cook, I'll do it alone, if you can't be idle, you can just sweep the floor."

The kitchen is not big, and the two of them can't turn around, so Ning Qingye turned around and came to the door, picked up a broom and cleaned some vegetable leaves in the yard.

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

"Since you're bored, I'll let him come back and let him take you out for a walk. Although most of the people in Nanyang have run away, the scenery of the Baihe Causeway is still very good, and young men and women like to go there......"

Ning Qingye raised his eyes and looked at the sky: "It's almost dark, what is there to visit." Besides, if you go out for a walk, you can do it alone, so why do you want Xu Buling to follow? ”

"Uh......"

Ning Yuhe thought for a while: "Aren't you a couple?" Young men and women, it's normal to spend the moon or something......"

Ning Qingye's face turned slightly red: "I'...... I just don't find it interesting to walk together. In the past few days, when he comes back every night, he goes to the room, sits next to him and gossips, what 'Fahai Town White Snake', I grew up in the Taoist temple, what do I do when I listen to the stories of monks? It's not interesting yet......"

Denying it on the lips, but Ning Qingye never concealed his inner thoughts, especially in front of his master.

Ning Yuhe glanced slightly, and knew that the apprentice was hard-mouthed, so he also nodded to the end and didn't say more.

The yard outside the kitchen is not big, and it can be swept in two clicks.

After Ning Qingye put down the broom, she saw her and Master's dresses soaking next to the well, so she sat on a small bench and began to wash clothes.

The master and apprentice have been dependent on each other since childhood, when they were children, their clothes were washed by Ning Yuhe, and when they grew up, the two of them took turns to come, and they didn't shy away from their underwear, and Ning Yuhe didn't stop them when they saw this.

It's just that Ning Qingye raised his hand to pick up Ning Yuhe's white nightdress, and was about to clean it, when he suddenly saw some pale red marks on the nightdress.

Ning Qingye didn't care about it, but he said that he accidentally stained rouge from elsewhere, but after holding it on his hand and rubbing it carefully for a long time, the faint red traces were still there, just like the white cloth, there was already a little pattern.

？

The nightdress is made of white fabric, without the slightest pattern embellishment, and it is obviously not embroidered.

Ning Qingye picked it up and looked at it carefully, feeling that the pale red marks on it seemed to be dyed, she picked up the skirt, compared it on herself, and found the location of the red marks......

？？

Will the sand still fade?

Ning Qingye's eyes were slightly stunned.

She has been dependent on her master since she was a child, bathing and sleeping together, and naturally knows that there is a pattern of flying phoenix wings on her master's white steamed bun; When she was a child, she was curious, thought it was beautiful, and often touched it, for which Master even spanked her ass.

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

Thinking of this, Ning Qingye was a little dazed.

Shougong sand is the same as a birthmark, blending with flesh and blood, where is there a saying that the color fades?

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

Ning Qingye was puzzled, looked back at the master's back in the kitchen, and before he could think about the reason, the outer house remembered the human voice, and Xu Buling and the nightingale came back.

His thoughts were interrupted, Ning Qingye came back to his senses, and with some doubts, he continued to do his laundry seriously......