Waiting for Ziyu to send Shen Mingzhu away, Shen Mingzhen hurriedly walked to the room, just now she obviously heard a movement in the room.

"Wanwan..."

Shen Mingzhen pushed open the door and heard this sound, no one had called this name since she was ten years old, and she was a little strange for a while.

"Isn't he confused, how could he know my nickname, probably the same name and surname."

Shen Mingzhen wiped the cold sweat on Song Chenyu's forehead with a towel, but she felt the amazing temperature through the towel, and secretly screamed that it was not good, the most feared thing about trauma was fever, and now the most important thing is to help him get the fever down.

Shen Mingzhen wiped his palms and feet with spirits over and over again, and it was recorded in the medical scriptures that spirits could cool down, and I didn't know if it was true or not, so he could only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

Song Chenyu unconsciously shouted Wanwan in his mouth, Shen Mingzhen only felt frightened, I am afraid that Song Chenyu has been unwilling to marry a wife in his previous life because of this Wanwan.

After working for most of the day, the temperature on Song Chenyu's body finally dropped, and Shen Mingzhen also sweated.

After going to the next room to change her clothes, Shen Mingzhen recalled her understanding of Song Chenyu.

In her previous life, she didn't have much contact with Song Chenyu, but she learned a lot from Song Ziyi's mouth.

For example, when Song Ziyi asked to marry her, thanks to Song Chenyu's help, for example, how anxious Mrs. Tai and Mrs. Tai were about Song Chenyu's marriage.

There are also rumors, but without exception they are all praised, I think if it weren't for the Wanwan who doesn't know where she is, who she married, then she would be a very happy woman.

Unlike her, who is also named Wanwan, but she has wasted her life, if it weren't for her marriage with Song Ziyi and Song Chenyu's matchmaking in it, I'm afraid she would also fantasize that she is the lucky woman.

It's a pity, how could a person as smart as Song Chenyu push the woman he likes to his nephews Thinking of this, Shen Mingzhen shook his head and shook off those unrealistic ideas.

"Ahem..."When it was nightfall, Shen Mingzhen had just finished dinner and stopped Zhang's mother, who wanted to clean up her bed, when she walked into the room and heard Song Chenyu's cough.

"Are you awake?" Hurriedly walked over and took out a bottle of pills in the medicine box.

Song Chenyu opened his eyes and saw Shen Mingzhen's face reflected in his mind, raised his hand and wanted to hug her into his arms, but a tingling pain made him frown.

"Don't move, the wounds on your body are not healed yet, and if you take the medicine quickly, it won't hurt so much." Shen Mingzhen poured out a pill and sent it to Song Chenyu's mouth.

Song Chenyu looked at Rouyi, who was close at hand, and was a little stunned, the picture that kept appearing in his dreams once upon a time now really appeared.

Shen Mingzhen saw that he was stunned, and frowned, couldn't he move?

A handful of the medicine was put in his mouth, a hand reached under his neck and carefully lifted him up, and a glass of water was placed to his lips with his right hand.

Song Chenyu could be regarded as reacting, took a sip of water and swallowed the pill in his mouth, and the body fragrance of the girl around him made his originally bloodless face blush a little.

Shen Mingzhen put Song Chenyu back on the bed, and saw Song Chenyu looking at her with a somewhat sloppy gaze, thinking that she didn't know where this was.

"This is the Shen Mansion, you fell in my yard last night, I rescued you, this is my boudoir."

After speaking, he found that Song Chenyu's face was getting redder and redder, Shen Mingzhen was secretly surprised, this Song Chenyu is seventeen or eighteen years old, Hou Fuding has already arranged a room girl for him, not to mention that Wanwan, why does he look like an innocent teenager now.

Song Chenyu didn't understand Shen Mingzhen's thoughts, and his mind was now full of the fact that he was now living in the house of the girl he liked, lying on the bed of the girl he liked, and enjoying the medicine she fed herself.

If he is injured, he will be treated like this, and he is afraid that he will be willing to be sick for a long time.

"Don't you mind, although you are in my boudoir now, I am a doctor, and there is no distinction between men and women in the eyes of doctors."

Shen Mingzhen saw that Song Chenyu's face was getting redder and redder, and he didn't say a word, thinking that he was angry and didn't know how to explain to the girl in his heart.

"No, it's not." Song Chenyu also knew that Shen Mingzhen had misunderstood what he meant, and explained in a hurry.

"I... Do I have anything to say? Song Chenyu knew that he was called Wanwan, and he was afraid that Shen Mingzhen also knew, if she asked him how he knew why he called her by his nickname, then he would tell her that he had liked her for a long time, and he had already liked her since the first time he saw her.

Shen Mingzhen didn't expect Song Chenyu to ask her like this, and after thinking about it, if he knew that I saw him so infatuated, I am afraid it would be uncomfortable, man, good face.

Thinking of this, Shen Mingzhen said, "What to say?" It's not true, but what makes me strange is that Childe doesn't seem to be afraid of pain. Xu is the cause of excessive blood loss. ”

Song Chenyu couldn't imagine that Shen Mingzhen didn't play cards according to the routine, and he didn't know how to do it, so he nodded.

"Now that you are injured and you dare not move, do you need me to help you send a letter and someone to pick you up?"

Shen Mingzhen thought about it, although few people in her courtyard came now, but if her mother came, I was afraid that it would be difficult to cover it up.

Song Chenyu also thought of this question and stretched out his hand like Shen Mingzhen.

"The tired girl took the ring off."

Shen Mingzhen took off the somewhat simple ring for some reason.

"Press that gem on it, blow it and someone will pick me up."

Song Chenyu looked at Shen Mingzhen with some greed, if he didn't have to leave, he really wanted to stay here and look at his little girl every day.

Shen Mingzhen pressed the gem and watched the ring turn into a small flute, and it turned out that the pattern on it was actually composed of some mechanisms.

After Shen Mingzhen played the flute, she handed the flute to Song Chenyu, Song Chenyu shook his head and said: "This life-saving grace cannot be repaid, keep this flute girl, no matter what happens, as long as you blow the flute, I will definitely come to save you."

Shen Mingzhen was stunned and put the flute away, although she didn't think she would encounter any danger, but if there was any urgency, the name of General Song Xiao was also very useful.

Song Chenyu's people quickly took her back, Shen Mingzhen called Ziyu to clean up the room, fell on the bed, looked at the small flute in his hand, and he didn't tell me how to turn into a ring.

After thinking about it, Shen Mingzhen found a red rope and hung the flute around his neck, this kind of life-saving thing should be carried with him like a medicine box.

patted his chest, and Shen Mingzhen fell asleep.

"How's Wind Rock?" Song Chenyu asked while lying on the bed.

"It's no big deal, General, why did you and Feng Yan get so seriously injured, who did it." Zimo's face was not angry, their general had not been so seriously injured even on the battlefield, why did he come back but was seriously injured, and Fengyan, if he couldn't fight, wouldn't he run, and the general had to save him.

"It's just some miscellaneous pieces, I've already solved it, okay, I'm tired, you go down first." Song Chenyu closed his eyes, he had encountered too many things in the past two days.

Zimo also retreated in recognition of each other.

Song Chenyu took out the silver ingot carved into a small flower on his chest, and his eyes were full of affection.

Originally, he thought that he was going to die, but he just wanted to be closer to her while he was sober, but he never wanted to be saved by her.

It was early one morning in his previous life, when he ran out of the house to choose a birthday gift for his mother.

"Mother, who is that?" A very pleasant voice came into his ears.

Then came a very gentle voice.

"Wanwan, that's some poor people."

"But why don't they do the work, just like Zhang's mother." The young Shen Mingzhen already understood what poverty meant, that is, she couldn't afford to eat meat and rice.

"Because they have disabilities, and because they don't have a skill, they have to beg for a living."

"Can Wanwan help them?"

"If Wanwan has the ability, then he can."

Then the mother gave Wanwan some silver ingots, and Wanwan went to them.

"No, mother's silver is mother's, not Wanwan's, Wanwan's ability refers to Wanwan's pocket money, and what Wanwan can give as much as she can."

"Ah, how is that good?"

Just when Song Chenyu thought that this little girl would give up, she took the old woman's hand and walked over.

Song Chengxian saw that face clearly, it was very immature and cute, and what surprised him even more was that those eyes could be so touching.

At that time, Song Chenyu was only a teenager, and he only thought that this sister was really cute.

In this way, he watched the little girl named Wanwan buy a bun of steamed buns, and gave them to the beggars in the nest one by one, and he looked at the flies flying around and suddenly worried about what to do if the little girl was sick, and thinking of this, he strode forward.

"Brother, what are you doing here?" Shen Mingzhen looked at the young man who was blocking her, tilted her head and asked.

"My grandfather said that men and women don't kiss, it's all men here, can my brother give them steamed buns for you?" Song Chenyu said word by word.

Shen Mingzhen turned her head to look at her mother, and when she saw her mother nodding, she handed the steamed bun to Song Chenyu.

She followed behind Song Chenyu and watched Song Chenyu give the steamed buns one by one to the beggars, and when Song Chenyu turned his head, he saw the little girl holding a small flower and handing it to him.

"My brother helped Wanwan, and my mother said that if there is kindness, I will repay it, and all the money in Wanwan will buy steamed buns for them, and only this silver flower will be left on my body, and I will give it to my brother."

Mrs. Sun probably saw that Song Chenyu wanted to postpone it, so she hurriedly said.

"Little boy, don't postpone, if it weren't for the little boy, I'm afraid I wouldn't dare to let Wanwan get too close there."

Mrs. Sun knew that if it wasn't for this little boy to break the siege in time, she would definitely not let Wanwan get close, Wanwan was weak, and if she was sick, I was afraid that she wouldn't know what to do.

Song Chenyu finally took over the somewhat rough silver flower.

Since then, I have also lived in a little girl in my heart.

When she saw her again, she was thirteen years old, and that was when she returned to Beijing to restore her life, and he knew that it was his Wanwan at a glance, and after many inquiries, he knew that she was the daughter of the Shen family, named Shen Mingzhen, and he thought to himself, when he returned from the victory, he would go to ask for marriage.

"Mother, I won't marry her." Song Ziyi's firm voice came out, and Song Chenyu was pulled in by Song Ziyi without taking off the armor.

"Uncle, you can help me, but my nephew wants to ask to marry a woman, and my mother somehow doesn't want to."

"Scolding is just the daughter of a petty official, and it's worth asking you to marry her as a wife? I don't agree, you can't find your uncle! Mrs. Song glared at Song Ziyi with hatred.

Song Chenyu looked at Song Ziyi with a pleading face, and couldn't help but think that if his mother didn't agree with his request to marry the woman he liked, he would be like this, and couldn't help but feel compassion.

"It's just a woman, and our Hou Mansion doesn't need the woman's mother's family to rely on, so we will rely on Ziyi, so as not to hurt the feelings of the mother and son."

"That's it, just follow him." Mrs. Song couldn't see her son like this, so she took advantage of Song Chenyu's steps to get down and rubbed her brows.

"Thank you, mother, thank you, uncle." Song Ziyi's face swept away the expression just now, quite proud, thinking of Shen Mingzhen's beautiful face, I am afraid that after two years, I don't know how beautiful she looks.

"They are all people who can get married, why are they still so unstable." Mrs. Song couldn't help but smile when she watched Song Ziyi run out of the house.

"After all, you are still young, and it will be more stable in two years?" Song Chenyu can't be denied, not to mention being unstable,

"Why did the third brother come back now, but he went to his mother's?" Mrs. Song couldn't help but ask when she saw Song Chenyu wearing armor, "Why haven't you taken off your armor yet, isn't the war over yet?" ”

"Not yet, it's just that the official family summoned me back to ask about the situation, and also asked me to visit my family." Song Chenyu has been tempered by the fire of war, and his originally handsome face has a little more perseverance.

"Now that Ziyi has a favorite woman, you have to catch it tightly, otherwise how worried your mother should be." Mrs. Song really hopes that Song Chenyu will get married, which is better than her mother-in-law nagging her every day and not caring about her, and she doesn't want to think that her uncle has been at the border for many years and may disappear one day, who wants to marry and stay a widow.

Seeing Mrs. Song mention the marriage, the expression on Song Chenyu's face softened a lot, and she also brought some smiles, which made Mrs. Song secretly happy.

"It seems that the third brother already has a favorite woman." Mrs. Song covered her mouth and chuckled.

Song Chenyu couldn't help blushing a little.

"Sure enough, I can't hide from my sister-in-law's eyes."

"Which girl's family, sister-in-law will go to settle down for you first, it's better than our third brother falling in love every day." Mrs. Song thought that it would be better to get up early and settle down, lest her grandson be older than her nephew.

Song Chenyu shook his head and arched his hand to Mrs. Song.

"She is still young now, and her parents will definitely be reluctant to marry her to someone like me who is on the battlefield, and after two more years, when the war at the border has subsided, she will definitely ask her sister-in-law to marry me."