"My sister said that Yun'er's hands were very clean and she didn't want Yun'er to be stained with blood. I hope that when Yun'er grows up, these hands are used to save people, not to kill people. Being a doctor is a very sacred profession, and the merit of saving people's lives is immeasurable...... She hopes that Yun'er will live happily and happily in this life......"

Shangguan Jiyun said this, and a crystal teardrop in those big glass eyes ran down his cheeks, and was quickly wiped away by him with his sleeve.

"Can you understand what she means?"

"I can, Yun'er understands her sister's hard work, Yun'er will live happily in the future, live happily, learn medical skills with Master, save lives and help the wounded, and save merit for my sister......"

Qiu Ming heard the words, only to feel that his heart was sour, and he looked at Shangguan Jiyun for a long time and couldn't say a word, and his last sentence kept echoing in his mind: save merit for my sister......

Because he was born in Jiangmen, because he knew that Shangguan Jiyue was going to bathe in blood on the battlefield and kill countless people, because he knew that saving people was immeasurably meritorious, and killing people was a heavy sin...... That's why he was willing to study medicine with him, just to use his merit to save people to shield his sister from sins.

This child is so affectionate and righteous, and he is moved by this innocent heart, who says that the child is ignorant? Who says children are ignorant? If you are as sincere as the child in front of you, how many adults in the world can be? I'm afraid that there are only a handful.

With this good apprentice, how fortunate is he to be Qiuming? The only way to preach is to preach everything you have learned. In addition to medical skills, he is also willing to teach his ancestral Qimen Dunjia and formation skills without reservation.

Although the secret technique of the Qiu family's family motto cannot be passed on, he is not considered to have violated the ancestral precepts in this ancient period, right? Being able to carry forward the secret art of the Qiu family in this unknown time and space can be regarded as a kind of merit, right?

The carriage and horses swayed forward, and the two figures in the carriage, one large and one small, did not say a word, only the sky was golden and the sun was dazzling.

At the other end of the official road, a fast horse galloped from the camp, and the sound of the horse's hooves was as fast as rain, and when it galloped and rushed, when it saw the carriage swaying forward in the distance, it stopped sharply and stopped.

Immediately, the figure was slender and unparalleled. A pair of plain hands were like jade, but they held the horse's reins tightly, because they were too hard, and their slender fingertips were stiff and pale. A pair of black eyes like a pool were covered with mist, staring deeply at the carriage that was gradually moving away on the official road, rolling long eyelashes trembling slightly, and a crystal sparkled down his cheeks, wet his eyelashes, and fell into ice.

Shangguan Jiyue stared at the wooden carriage of the black carriage that had lost a trace, as if she was stupid, and she couldn't take her eyes back for a long time.

At this time, a fast horse came quickly behind him, and immediately the ink-colored figure was upright, handsome as jade, approaching, slowly pulling the horse and stopping side by side, turning his head slightly to look at the slender figure on the horse beside him, silent.

For a long time, it wasn't until he saw Shangguan Jiyue retract his gaze from the void in front of him and slowly lowered his eyelashes, that Huangfu Chen asked in a warm voice with a distressed look in his eyes: "Since you are reluctant, why do you want him to go?" ”

When Shangguan Jiyue heard this, she lowered her eyes and was silent for a long time before she raised her head again. Her eyes were blank, looking at the loess official road that had long been empty, and said slowly: "The child's heart is the purest, my hands are already stained with blood, and I can just come alone for those murderous and sinful things." ”

"Yue'er ......" The woman's desolate tone made Huang Fuchen's heart hurt, "You still have me, I will accompany you, share the same hatred with you, and live and die!" ”

"Thank you, Huangfu Chen...... There are some things that no one can carry for me......"

Shangguan Jiyue turned her head slightly, looking at the man's determined eyes, and her heart was moved. She never doubted his affection, but there are some things that even he can't bear for her, and only when she completes it by herself can it be considered complete, and she is worthy of the unjust soul on Huangquan Road who frequently looks back and is sad and unwilling.

If one day, her revenge is still alive, she will devote her life to staying by the side of this handsome and resolute man in front of her, never give up, live up to the king's heart, and live up to this life. It is good to repair the qin, to be a wing-to-wing, to be good with Junhuan, and to die......

The two rode on horses, neither of them spoke again, staring deeply into each other's eyes, silent is better than sound. If you have a soul, why do you need a thousand words? Those who look like gods and depart, even if they say thousands of words, they don't know each other after all......

After returning to the camp, Feige stood outside the big tent and waited, and when he saw Huangfu Chen and Shangguan Jiyue coming back together, he hurriedly took a few steps forward and bowed: "Your Highness, General Qi." ”

"What's the matter?"

Feige glanced sideways at Shangguan Jiyue, took out a letter from his arms, handed it to Huangfu Chen with both hands, and said respectfully: "Doctor Qiu has a letter for his subordinates to personally hand over to His Highness. ”

Huangfu Chen frowned: "Didn't he just leave?" What can't be said to your face? ”

"This letter was handed over to his subordinates by Divine Doctor Qiu a few days ago, saying that he must wait until he leaves the Shenlong Camp before he can be handed over to His Highness, and he also said...... He also said......"

"What else?"

Feige raised his eyes and glanced at Shangguan Jiyue beside Huangfu Chen, then quickly lowered his head, and said stubbornly: "I also said that the content of the letter is indecent, and you can only watch it alone, Your Highness!" ”

When Shangguan Jiyue heard this, she glanced meaningfully at Feige, whose face was slightly red, and then at the envelope in Huangfu Chen's hand, smiled lightly, and arched her hand: "This general still has some military affairs in the camp that have not been completed, His Royal Highness King Chen, you go back to the house to watch slowly, and you are out of company." ”

Huang Fuchen looked at Shangguan Jiyue's departing back inexplicably, a little unintelligible. glanced at Feige, whose face was slightly red, and suddenly his heart jumped. Looking at the thick envelope in his hand, he suddenly felt as hot as coals, and turned back to the big tent with a cold snort.

Qiu Mingfei wanted Feige to hand over something to him after he left, what other good things could not be?! If he's not mistaken, it's something unsightly.

After entering the house, he casually dropped the envelope on the bookcase, turned around and was about to leave, but halfway through, he turned around again, looked at the five big characters on the envelope, "Huangfu Chen's personal opening", and couldn't help but take it from the case in his hand. After pondering for a moment, he finally opened the envelope and pulled out a thick stack of papers.

With just one glance, Huang Fuchen's face turned pale, and he slammed the thing in his hand to the ground. This damn Tyumen scarlet! The one given to him is really a spring palace map!

Angry, he didn't look at the scattered papers, sat back in front of the bookcase with a cold face, frowned, picked up the tea that had been cold on the case, and poured a few sips of the tea on the desk before putting down the teacup. Then he stared coldly at the bookcase, his eyes were as bright as a knife, and he wanted to stare out a hole in the bookcase in front of him.

After a long time, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, in case Yue'er and the soldiers in the battalion saw this thing, then how would he serve people in the army in the future? Huang Fuchen sighed heavily in his heart, and finally got up and left the case, walked to the paper lying on the ground scatteredly, squatted down, and picked up one by one in disgust and prepared to throw it away secretly.

Suddenly, there was a pause in his hand, and among these filthy pictures that ruined the three views, there was another small vermilion envelope, which read: It's about Yue'er, don't regret it.

Huangfu Chen's pupils contracted suddenly, a pair of starry eyes narrowed slightly, and he reached out and grabbed the scarlet envelope in his hand, opened it in three or two clicks, and took out a thin piece of letter paper from it.