Song Huaian looked at the little young master in front of him, thinking that he was willing to give her a small amount of rice candy, it seemed that this doll still had some conscience, so he reluctantly took the candy and ate it in his mouth.

However, Yue Wangjing looked at the empty palms, and looked a little sad and sad after a while.

I saw the little ghost silently put away the box containing rice candy, pouted and whispered.

"Obviously other adults won't want it......"

Hey –

Song Huaian bit the rice candy in his mouth, and when he heard this, he suddenly crossed his hands on his waist.

"Okay, you little ghost, you actually played with your sister Huai'an?"

The little young master was still shrewd, and when he saw that Song Huai'an's expression was wrong, he picked up the box containing rice candy and fled.

He shouted tenderly as he ran.

"Wang-Concubine-Sister-Sister-Angry-La-"

The guy is a big ghost.

Song Huaian shook his head helplessly, too lazy to chase, and only continued to bask in the sun in the courtyard.

The days on the border of the Northland are not good, dry and cold, if she doesn't come out to sunbathe, she just wants to hide in the bed and sleep for a day.

Fang Qiao Chuyan and Cheng Mo were walking towards Song Huai'an's courtyard together, just passing by Yue Wangjing, who was running and shouting, and suddenly looked at each other suspiciously.

The princess is angry?

Cheng Mo's heart tightened, thinking that he would simply not disturb today, but Chu Yan looked disgusted.

- How old are you to be angry with children?

Song Huai'an was eating candy at this time, and when he raised his eyes, he saw two people with very different expressions.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

The two carefully observed Song Huai'an's expression for a while, and saw that she was as plain and easy-going as usual, so they ignored the episode of Fang Cai, and Cheng Mo brought the wooden box he was holding to Song Huai'an's eyes.

"Princess Jing, take a look, is the kind of glove you mentioned earlier like this?"

Song Huai'an raised her eyebrows when she heard this, she looked at Cheng Xiaoshizi in front of her, and couldn't help laughing.

"You guys, how can you get a finished product soon?"

Saying that, she opened the box handed by Cheng Mo, Song Huai'an looked at the smile a little restrained, to be honest, compared to modern technology, this still looks a little rough, but it is important to be careful and serious, although the sutures are fine, but there seems to be a problem with the treatment of sheep intestines.

But in general, it's still very good to rush out in such a quick time.

"I'm a layman after all, I'm just giving you some advice, this degree of completion is already very good, but I think this stitching place, can it be sealed with any colloidal material to ensure the overall isolation?"

Song Huaian said and groaned.

"Also, before and after you and the patient are discharged, remember to disinfect and sterilize realgar or paulownia seeds to prevent the infection of the plague bacteria through the joints of clothing."

Song Huai'an only roughly remembered that these things were used for disinfection in ancient times, but she didn't understand how to operate them, but fortunately, after she finished speaking, Cheng Mo nodded clearly.

"Princess Jing reminds me that I will pay more attention to it."

After Cheng Mo finished speaking, he left thoughtfully with the finished product, Song Huai'an looked at him concentrating on his research, it was really difficult to connect this clean young man with the mighty Houfu.

"Anyway, it's been five or six days, why haven't you seen Song Huaixin and King Yu coming?"

Hearing Chu Yan's inquiry, Song Huaian blinked and changed to a comfortable position and lay on the rocking chair.

"Who do you ask, you ask me...... How would I know? They're going to come anyway. ”

Chu Yan looked at the lazy appearance of Princess Jing, and somehow remembered her master, and as soon as she thought of King Jing, Chu Yan slapped her thigh and hurriedly rushed out.

The master explained that he had to repair a book every two days, but he actually forgot it until now!

"What's wrong?"

Song Huaian half-leaned back and glanced in the direction where Chu Yan ran, and quickly lay back down.

Whatever, even if the sky is broken, it won't be her turn to make up for it.

Song Huai'an was at ease, and Luan Qingyun, who was following her, couldn't help but shake her head a little after looking at it for a long time.

This princess may be a little too unmotivated.

Coming from Wujing City to the border, such a far place, if King Jing became obsessed with other women during this period, wouldn't it be out of favor when the princess went back?

"Her Royal Highness the Princess......"

When Song Huaian heard this, he lay on the chair and raised his neck and looked behind him.

"Oh, Qingyun, you said that it's okay to call me Huai'an in private, and isn't there a chair next to here, are you tired of standing like this all the time?"

Luan Qingyun listened to Princess Jing call her name so directly, her face flushed slightly, and she still froze and replied.

"The princess is very loving, but her subordinates are used to standing and don't feel tired."

"That'...... All right. ”

Song Huaian stood up as she spoke, and changed her rocking chair to a position where she could chat with Luan Qingyun.

"What are you going to tell me?"

This General Luan is good at everything, but he is too boring on weekdays, of course, it is also a good thing to do more things and talk less, so Song Huaian doesn't say anything more.

She looked at the woman with thick eyebrows in front of her, her face was a little puzzled, she rarely saw General Luan take the initiative to talk to her on weekdays.

"Subordinate......

General Luan saw that Princess Jing looked at her so cautiously, and he felt uncomfortable for a while, after all, the princess and the princess's private affairs, she is a martial artist, where is her turn to put a beak or two.

"What's the matter, I want to talk so much, but I'm tired and want to ask for a rest?"

Song Huaian looked at the tall woman in front of her with a smile, thinking that in the past, when she usually made such an embarrassed and very yearning look, she must have wanted to ask the leader for leave.

Luan Qingyun wanted to say no, but looking at Princess Jing in front of her, she couldn't say what she said before, and she held back a sentence for a while.

"Subordinate...... The subordinate wants to go to the toilet, which ...... Go and go back. ”

Song Huai'an looked at the always steady female general's supportive appearance, thinking that something was wrong, and nodded hurriedly.

"You go, you go, don't hurry, don't hurry......"

Song Huai'an looked at Luan Qingyun's background, and stood up again for a while to take a look.

She rubbed her chin and looked at the one or two.

What's wrong with this?

Today's sun is not very good, and after a while, the dark clouds will cover it, Song Huai'an rolled up his sleeves and stayed in the rocking chair for a while before he couldn't hold on, and went back to the house to lie on the warm collapse.

It's only been a few days since I came to the border, this epidemic is not ordinary, even if Song Huaixin has the blessing of the heroine's divine doctor's golden finger, he may not be able to solve it for a while.

Song Huai'an thought about opening the box and rummaging through the clothes he brought from King Jing's Mansion when he left.

Two large boxes.

Song Huaian threw out the clothes one by one, touched his chin and considered it.

It all looked good, Song Huaian silently stared at the clothes like a display cabinet in front of him.

Except for no socks, no hats, no scarves, no gloves, and no warm boots, in fact, they are quite complete.

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