"Young marshal, drink it, don't live up to Aunt Song's kindness." Zhao Yunjin was about to leave after speaking.

"Just think of it as if you drank with me, you also said, don't live up to my mother's kindness, if you don't drink, I don't want to drink." Song Yiran said earnestly.

Zhao Yunjin wanted to refuse, but when she thought of what the girl said just now, Song Yiran hadn't eaten or drunk for a few days, and if she continued like this, her body was really a little unbearable.

"Okay, I'll accompany you to finish drinking this bowl of ginseng soup before leaving!" Zhao Yunjin said, then walked over and served the ginseng soup to a table next to him.

The two of them stood at the table, and drank the ginseng soup.

As soon as he finished drinking the ginseng soup, Song Yiran felt that his head was groggy and he couldn't stand under his feet.

He shook and almost collapsed, but fortunately he was able to hold the table in time.

"Young Marshal, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Yunjin felt that something was wrong when he saw Song Yiran's performance.

"I'm dizzy, dizzy." Song Yiran said a little weakly.

Looking at Song Yiran's appearance, it shouldn't be pretending.

He stayed here without eating or drinking for days and nights, and he didn't feel tired because he was so sad.

His body has almost reached its limit, and now he suddenly drinks such a bowl of ginseng soup, presumably because he is not replenished, and his qi and blood are surging, so he will be dizzy.

"Young marshal, you can't stay here, you should go back and rest, you must rest today, you will have to be busy with tomorrow's funeral." Zhao Yunjin persuaded him.

Song Yiran also felt that his body really couldn't stand it, and if it went on like this, he would really fall.

He wasn't afraid that he would fall, he was just worried that if he fell, his mother would be even more unable to bear the blow!

"Come, tell me to go down, let a few of my father's lieutenants come over, each take turns to keep watch for two hours, and I am not allowed to leave until I come back."

After Song Yiran left his father, he was a little handsome, and he would have to take on the burden of his father in the future.

Zhao Yunjin helped Song Yiran and sent him back to the room.

Yu Manman watched the two go back to Song Yiran's room, and laughed contentedly, the show was about to start.

This good drama can't be without the audience, the more the audience, the better!

"Sister."

Suddenly, a voice came out, startling Yu Manman.

Yu Miaomiao came to mourn with her father, and knew that her sister was in the Young Marshal's Mansion, so after she came, the first thing she did was to find her sister.

"Why don't you make a sound when you walk, it scares me." Yu Manman scolded with a smile.

"Sister, what's wrong with your injuries, I'm worried about you, so I begged my father to bring me over, I just want to see you." Yu Miaomiao muttered.

The two sisters grew up together since childhood, and their relationship is the best.

"It's still my sister who cares about me the most, I'm fine, the injury is almost healed." Yu Manman said, reaching out and pinching Yu Miaomiao's little face.

"Oh, by the way, I just saw my cousin-in-law, she seems to be uncomfortable, is my cousin also here, you go to your cousin, tell him that your cousin is not feeling well, and ask him to go to the young marshal's room to bring your cousin-in-law back."

When Yu Miaomiao heard that Zhao Yunjin was uncomfortable, she was really a little anxious in her heart, she didn't hate Zhao Yunjin, and even liked this domineering cousin-in-law a little.

"Okay, I know where my cousin is, I'll go find him." After Yu Miaomiao finished speaking, without thinking about it, she ran to find General Shen.

Yu Manman smiled with satisfaction, sure enough, she was her own sister, and she always helped herself when she needed her the most.

Then, Yu Manman came to Mrs. Song's room.

"Is Madame feeling better?" Yu Manman asked with a concerned face.

"I'm fine." Mrs. Song didn't want to talk much, but after all, Yu Manman was a guest brought back by Song Yiran, and it was really not good not to give her face.

"Madame must mourn, even if you don't think about yourself, you must also think about the young marshal, you are his only relative, if you have something to do, the young marshal really can't stand such a blow."

As Yu Manman spoke, she cried sadly, and she took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears.

"The young marshal has been guarding for three days, and his body can't bear it, and he almost fainted in the mourning hall."

Yu Manman said, then glanced at Mrs. Song from the corner of her eye, looked at her nervous look, and then continued.

"The young marshal is really, even if you don't think about your body, you have to think about it, madam, if he falls ill, don't you feel distressed again, doesn't this make Madame even more uncomfortable?"

"Is Ran'er sick?" As she spoke, Mrs. Song braced her body and got off the bed.

"Madam, the doctor said that you are still very weak and need to recuperate, you better rest well, we will take care of the young marshal." Yu Manman hurriedly persuaded.

"If I don't see Ran'er safe and sound, I don't have a good rest, I'm going to see Ran'er." Mrs. Song said firmly.

Yu Manman hurriedly helped her get dressed and shoes, and helped her walk towards Song Yiran's room.

"Sister Yun, Sister Yun......" As soon as he returned to the room, Song Yiran called desperately.

His face was flushed, his eyes were confused, his whole body was hot and unbearably thirsty.

"I'm hot, so hot." Song Yiran sat on the bed and began to undress, and as soon as he finished taking off his shirt, he ran over and hugged Zhao Yunjin.

When he hugged Zhao Yunjin, he was like getting an antidote, and he was very comfortable.

Similarly, Zhao Yunjin had the same feelings as him, looking at Song Yiran's impatient appearance, he was very hungry.

Zhao Yunjin felt that her heart was beating faster, her face was flushed, and she had a desire to come out.

Fortunately, her remaining reason told her that she couldn't do such a thing, she was a married woman, and she couldn't do anything to be sorry for the general, regardless of whether she and the general were a husband and wife in name only.

She turned back sharply, and a hand knife was draped on the back of Song Yiran's head, and Song Yiran fainted.

She put Song Yiran on the bed, and then found the medicine box in the room.

Zhao Yunjin took out the silver needle from the medicine box, took one first, and pierced it in her big fish, and her whole person suddenly sobered up a little.

She suddenly thought of the two bowls of ginseng soup sent by the little girl in the mourning hall, and after she and Song Yiran drank the ginseng soup, they had the same reaction, so there must be something wrong with the ginseng soup.

The problem is that there is a ** in that ginseng soup.

Zhao Yunjin was puzzled, at this time, who would do such a boring and shameless thing, who would be good for the two of them?