Early the next morning, Zhiqiu was assigned to Deputy General Yu, his face was calm, and he couldn't tell whether he was willing or unwilling.

When Leng Qinghuan went to check on Deputy General Yu, he saw Zhiqiu standing aside, holding a bowl of chicken soup in his hand, feeding Deputy General Yu very gently and considerately.

The original two medical women were all sent away.

If it is a lustful person, this kind of beauty is unbelievable, I am afraid that I have long known the southeast and northwest, and I will eat the chicken soup as a ginseng fruit.

But Deputy General Yu is a rough man who doesn't understand the amorous feelings, and yesterday Leng Qinglang suddenly blew a demon wind, and he came to be courteous to him, which already made him uncomfortable and devastated. Today I changed Zhiqiu again, although she is a girl, but this is a celebrity in front of the side concubine.

When Deputy General Yu saw Leng Qinghuan, it was like seeing a savior. Although Leng Qinghuan is the princess, she is more noble than Leng Qinglang, but it is comfortable.

He squeezed his eyebrows and motioned to Leng Qinghuan and asked her for help.

I really can't help with this favor.

Zhiqiu went out with the rest of the chicken soup. Leng Qinghuan was a little gloating: "It is said that Sai Weng is not a blessing if he loses his horse, and this is true." The guards in the palace were all envious of the lieutenant general. ”

Vice General Yu's face was annoyed: "Princess Niangniang, you are also joking about your humble duties, I am lying on the corpse every day and can't move, which is already miserable enough." ”

"Really?" Leng Qinghuan glanced at Yaoqin resting on the bedside table, and raised her eyebrows meaningfully: "The red sleeves add fragrance, the beauty caresses the qin, and it is so Yaxing." ”

Deputy General Yu wanted to stomp his feet, but he couldn't stomp and could only beat the bed: "Yaxing is a hammer, I'm like a lice all over my body now, and I'm uncomfortable." Princess Niangniang, please tell the prince, don't toss me. ”

Leng Qinghuan had already tasted a little bit of taste from the first time he saw Zhiqiu. If Leng Qinglang was just for Murong Qi to see, the person sent to serve the deputy general should be Zhao Ma, not Zhiqiu. partial, Zhiqiu not only came, but also held a piano, which is intriguing.

Presumably, this infighting has already begun. I really should have added another handful of firewood, but if I accidentally dragged down Deputy General Yu, it wouldn't be authentic.

Through these days of getting along, she feels that Vice General Yu is really a well-known pure man, if such a good cabbage is arched by Zhiqiu, even if he breaks his teeth, he will be responsible for Zhiqiu by patting his chest.

The wolf and the embarrassment, the dragon and the phoenix, the king is going to stare at the mung bean. Zhiqiu should go to harm Murong Qi.

Based on the morality of the rivers and lakes, Leng Qinghuan still kindly reminded Deputy General Yu: "It seems that Concubine Niangniang is very optimistic about you, and she has plans to prevent fat water from flowing into the fields of outsiders." Congratulations in advance. ”

When Deputy General Yu heard this, he almost cried. I can't move all over now, in case the other party plays strong, how can I resist?

"Ask the princess to give me a pill of poison? If the prince comes to see me, I will also die and beg his old man to raise his noble hand. ”

Leng Qing smiled and smiled, and really turned around and took out a pill from the food box and stuffed it into the hand of the deputy general: "Seven steps to break the intestines, warm water is more effective." ”

Vice General Yu stared at Leng Qinghuan with round eyes, and then turned his face away in humiliation: "Princess Niangniang, you are really righteous enough." ”

Leng Qinghuan smiled treacherously: "It's easy to say." In fact, why can't you think about it? If you can't do it, let's just do it, after all, it's good that someone like you has a head pinned to the waistband of your pants is willing to follow. ”

Vice General Yu thought, this princess really doesn't look like a princess. No wonder his own prince didn't wait for the palace with the warm hibiscus tent, and went to sleep in the barracks. Ordinary mortals can't bear it.

Zhiqiu waited in front of the deputy general for two days, serving tea and water, wiping his face and holding a fan, and he was still very careful and thoughtful. But my heart is always hanging in my throat, and I am very worried.

Because, Murong Qi would also come to visit Deputy General Yu when he had free time, how could Leng Qinglang give her too much time and opportunity?

She was vigilant against the means that Leng Qinglang and Zhao's mother would use, and at the same time, she was also waiting for the right time.

When it was close to noon, Zhao's mother came over with a food box and made a pot of chicken soup for Deputy General Yu.

"Madame said that you have worked hard these days, and the chicken soup has your share."

The chicken soup is golden, the stew is quite sufficient, slimy, a little red wolfberry is put aside, and the finely chopped green coriander is sprinkled, and I have an appetite at a glance.

Zhao's mother also brought two white porcelain bowls, and after they were brought out, she sat down on the pier in front of the deputy general: "I will serve the deputy general to eat, you can also eat while it is hot." ”

Zhiqiu took the chicken soup and humbly conceded a few words: "Mother Zhao also eats a little, right?" ”

Mother Zhao waved her hand: "I have already eaten it." ”

Vice General Yu was already able to sit up, eat by himself, and hurriedly took the bowl in Zhao's mother's hand: "I'll come by myself, come by myself." ”

Mother Zhao smiled very kindly: "Vice General Yu doesn't need to be polite to us, my wife has repeatedly told you that you have worked hard, and we must take care of you." ”

After Deputy General Yu was able to sit up by himself, Leng Qinghuan ordered someone to order a sick table for him. Zhao's mother moved over and rested in front of him, and he drank the soup with a spoon by himself, taking a small sip and a small sip, very gentle.

Mother Zhao twisted her face, Zhiqiu had already gobbled it up, and put down the bowl to wipe her mouth: "The taste is a little light." ”

"Didn't the princess tell you to put less salt and have a light taste?"

Zhiqiu and Zhao's mother talked without a match, and after a while, they were a little in good spirits, yawning again and again.

Deputy General Yu also finished the soup in three or two bites, and Zhao's mother collected all the dishes and chopsticks, put them in the food box, and carried them away.

The guards in the courtyard quietly poked their heads out of the doorway. Deputy General Yu lay down again after eating the chicken soup, obviously in poor spirits, closed his eyes, and snored loudly after a while.

Zhiqiu's body shook, and he also fell asleep in front of the bed.

The guard came in lightly and pushed Zhiqiu, but Zhiqiu didn't react at all. He bent down, picked up Zhiqiu, gently rested on the side of Deputy General Yu's bed, put the quilt on Zhiqiu's place, and then quietly withdrew and closed the door outside.

Murong Qi would come to the deputy general to take a look before taking a nap at noon. He entered the courtyard, and the guards greeted him respectfully. He responded lightly: "Can Deputy General Yu rest?" ”

"Shouldn't be, I just had lunch, and Miss Zhiqiu is still guarding inside."

Murong Qi frowned slightly. In front of the deputy general, he sent a doctor with experience and a little understanding of medical skills and guards to serve him, which was quite appropriate. Leng Qinglang insisted on sending the girl who was waiting around him and sent away the medical girl, to put it mildly, it was called a superfluous move.

Maybe, she really cares about Deputy General Yu and wants to share her worries, so even if Deputy General Yu looks at him with begging eyes three times and twice, he is not very opposed.

The guard stood still, and he stepped forward, absentmindedly pushing open the door and stepping inside.

With an exclamation, his heart sank, and he raised his face, Zhiqiu stood in front of him in disheveled clothes, holding a wet handkerchief in his hand, as if he was frightened and looked at him at a loss, completely forgetting that his unconcealed pile of snow was exposed in front of Murong Qi.