"It can't be ......." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 There was a heart-rending wail, which startled the birds in the trees to scatter. Fan Shun pointed at the green sparrow standing in front of him with a trembling hand, his eyes wide with surprise.

Qingque scratched his head embarrassedly, completely unable to understand why Fan Shun was like seeing a ghost when he saw him: "Why is it impossible for Fan Langzhong."

"Y-Why are you like nobody? Could it be that I have a wrong memory of my day? “。 Fan Shun stared at Qingque, his eyes did not blink, as if he was afraid of missing something.

Day? Qingque's eyes were even more puzzled, could it be that Fan Langzhong was hit by something: "What nonsense are you talking about Fan Langzhong?"

"No, it's only been ten days since you were injured, and you—you can't recover so quickly." The more Fan Shun thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly walked to Qingque, raised his hand to tear his clothes.

Qingque was excited, like a frightened cat, and hurriedly stepped back: "Fan, Fan Langzhong, what are you going to do, don't stop it quickly."

"Phew, what else can I do to you, hurry up and take off your clothes". Fan Shun didn't explain in detail, his heart was like a cat's paw.

A picture appeared in his mind, and Qingque shook his head with a look of fear: "Fan Langzhong couldn't imagine that you were such a person......."

"What such a person? You've got a lot of nonsense, hurry up and take off your clothes and show me that wound of yours." Fan Shun's face was impatient, and he couldn't wait to figure out why Qingque would get better so quickly.

Qingque breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that things were not what he imagined: "Fan Langzhong, it would be good if you said no earlier, you are in such a hurry, this is not a misunderstanding."

"It's you who don't take off your clothes, can you blame me?" Fan Shun glared at Qingque fiercely, and spoke in a dignified manner.

“……“。 Qingque was speechless for a while, and under the forced gaze of Fan Shun, she could only reluctantly undress.

Looking at the wound that had recovered as before, Fan Shun smacked his lips: "What kind of medicine have you kid used in the past few days, and why does it work so well."

"What medicine? Isn't that the medicine you gave me? “。 Qingque looked at Fan Shun suspiciously, could it be that this lame man's traditional Chinese medicine skills have risen sharply. Because he was embarrassed to say it clearly, he deliberately made a fuss to remind him of his superb medical skills.

Fan Shun's mouth twitched fiercely, and he didn't believe that his three-legged cat's medical skills could achieve this effect: "Impossible, you must have used someone else's medicine."

"Someone else's medicine?". Qingque saw that Fan Shun's expression didn't look like he was lying, and he was a little shaken by the inference just now. Didn't he do it on purpose, but used someone else's medicine himself.

Fan Shun nodded affirmatively, there is a way to know his own business. The three-legged cat's medical skills, wanting to restore Qingque to its original state in just ten days, are no less than a fool's dream: "You must have used someone else's medicine, this is true."

"But I'm like? Wait, I remember in a daze, there were two guards. I've been giving me a powdered medicine, isn't that what you prescribed?" Qingque just wanted to refute, but suddenly thought of the scene where he was lying on the bed and being taken care of by the guards.

Powdered medicine? Fan Shun thought carefully about the prescription he prescribed, and then shook his head: "No, I'm sure I haven't prescribed it at all."

"Could it be that my wound was healed by that kind of medicine?" Qingque subconsciously rubbed the location of the wound and looked at Fan Shun puzzled.

Fan Shun nodded solemnly, he didn't expect that there was really a miracle medicine that could make this serious illness recover within ten days: "Do you still have that kind of medicine, I want to take it back and study it."

"The medicine was brought by those guards, and it is estimated that only Gongzi knows if there are more." Qingque shook his head, he didn't take a good look at it at all, and every time the guard finished taking the medicine, he immediately took it away.

Fan Shun seemed to have discovered something, and looked around: "Where is Childe?" Where is Childe".

"The lord is still sleeping, please be quiet." At this time, Sun Buer came with a few personal guards and gave advice to the two people who were talking.

Seeing the guards coming, the corners of Fan Shun's mouth twitched twice: "Sleep, sleep again." I calculated carefully, and it seems that Childe has been sleeping all the time except for one meal a day for the past seven days."

"The lord is too tired, and it is normal to sleep a few more days to replenish those spirits." Sun Buji thought of the battle in Seoul and the events of those days. Turning his head to look at the door, he felt that this was normal.

Fan Shun pursed his mouth in the direction of the door: "Tired? Except for the first three days, the rest of the seven days were spent sleeping here."

"Didn't Fan Langzhong and Gongzi tell you where he went to the prince in those three days? How do you feel like you're a little unconvinced". Qingque looked at Fan Shun with a pout, and frowned slightly, what was he suspicious of.

Fan Shun sighed deliberately and pointed to the room in front of him: "I look at the sleeping posture of the son, and I guess I must have done something in those three days, something very energy-consuming." Otherwise, how can we explain why he slept for seven days?"

"Something that drains energy? You shouldn't be suspicious, but Childe was actually drinking flowers outside for three days." Qingque subconsciously blurted out, if this is how things are. If you meet Miss Yun Yan in the future, what should you do?

Fan Shun looked at Sun Buer with a wicked smile, and his eyes were full of questions: "Commander Sun, do you need to tell us secretly, Gongzi for a few days, hehe...... Did you really do something like that?"

"The lord is your son, do you need to report his whereabouts to you?" Sun Buji glanced at Fan Shun, and his expression was directly refused.

As if he had gotten the answer in his heart, Fan Shun's smile became a little thicker: "Childe is not a child, he can get three days at a time."

"What three days?". The door was opened, and Zhao Wuming yawned and looked at the three people in front of him.

The smile stopped abruptly, Fan Shun coughed awkwardly, and hurriedly covered it up: "No, no, you must have heard it wrong just now, Childe."

"My lord, he was just saying that you drank flower wine for three days, so you came back and slept for seven days." Hearing the inquiry, Sun Buer directly sold Fan Shun.

Fan Shun was in a hurry, pointing at Sun Buer's hand, and trembling a little: "Commander Sun, you are really too uninteresting." No, Childe, listen to my explanation."

"No need to explain, you guessed it right, I drank flower wine." Zhao Wuming just wanted to give Fan Shun a little color to see. But then I thought about it, in fact, this reason is really good, so I generously admitted it.

Seeing Zhao Wuming so frank, Fan Shun began to be suspicious: "Childe is just a joke of speculation, don't be angry."

"It doesn't matter". Zhao Wuming's gaze looked ahead. Seeing the guards standing on both sides with guns and swords, a smile flashed on the corner of his mouth. I was busy sleeping and recovering for the past seven days, and I don't know what happened to Seoul.