Although Nangong Ling's eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person, Dong Yi still stubbornly said: "Actually, I came to find Miss Feng to thank you." ”

Nangong Ling glanced at him in surprise.

Dong Yi said solemnly: "Miss Feng said that the weapon used by the barbarians this time is a saltpeter used by alchemists in the Western Regions. ”

"Coincidentally, when I inspected the fine work in the city yesterday, I happened to be suspicious of a group of people who were said to be alchemists."

At this point, it is already very clear.

This group of people must have something to do with this strange saltpeter weapon.

Nangong Ling nodded slightly, her face was visibly better, "Thank you, come back tomorrow, she's unwell." ”

Dong Yi raised his eyebrows, and became more and more puzzled by Nangong Ling's natural attitude, what is the relationship between the two?

After a pause, he looked at Nangong Ling's face again, and said, "King Sheng, there are a lot of wounded people in the city, and I'm afraid I will have to bother Miss Feng tomorrow." ”

Nangong Ling had the heart to refuse, but thinking of Feng Jiutian's temperament, she still swallowed her words.

"You find her yourself." In the end, it can only be the way.

Dong Yi immediately smiled.

If it weren't for the fact that the situation was wrong, he actually wanted to ask why Nangong Ling didn't bring the witty girl from the Medicine King Valley here, but instead had a different attitude towards this Feng girl.

After straightening up, Dong Yi touched his nose again, and asked with a shy face: "Your Highness, can the person who came back from the captives this time be handed over to me for interrogation?" ”

That's the real purpose of his trip.

Nangong Ling's counterattack was a complete victory, capturing all the barbarian cavalry on the hillside.

Dong Yi admired it in his heart, he deserved to be a killing god!

And in this group of captives, he also recognized several familiar faces with whom he often interacted, especially Malton.

Marton's status among the barbarians is not low, and it would be great if he could find out something.

Nangong Ling glanced at him lightly, and she had this intention in her heart.

So he said, "Then go together, and this king will listen." ”

Dong Yi suddenly smiled, "Thank you, King Sheng, please." ”

……

The sound of conversation outside the house gradually faded away, and Feng Jiutian, who was leaning on the door frame and couldn't calm down for a long time, slowly sat down on the chair in the room.

In addition to the complications of Nangong Ling's senses, she finally faced up to the problem in her heart.

This is the third time this has happened.

Inexplicable seizures, and the accompanying pain is getting worse......

She decisively gave herself a pulse, but as she had done a few times before, she didn't find any problems, which couldn't help but make her face solemn.

What's wrong with her?

Poisoning?

But in the next few days, Feng Jiutian couldn't care about his own situation.

The wounded who were attacked at the post station took away most of her energy, and Feng Jiutian worked with several doctors all day long, taking care of the wounded carefully, and her busy feet did not touch the ground.

General Dong Yi came to visit the wounded soldiers in the wounded barracks in his free time, and he was a little apologetic when he saw it.

"Cough, Miss Feng, you are not in good health, you should pay more attention to your body."

Feng Jiu looked at the general-level adult who came to his side suspiciously, "Thank you for your care, my physical condition is still good, and I won't delay things." ”

Dong Yi nodded slightly, and there was a little more appreciation for Feng Jiutian in his eyes.

For the vast majority of women who can't read a single word, medical books are difficult to chew, so most of the doctors are men.

But after a few days of understanding, he saw that among this group of doctors, Feng Jiutian's treatment effect was the best.

Dong Yi suddenly became a little interested in a strange woman like Feng Jiutian.

He said tentatively: "I don't know where Miss Feng used to seek medical treatment? ”

Feng Jiu leaned for a long time, and then smiled without a trace, and said, "Where there is a place where there is a need for a doctor, naturally go there." ”

Both are smart people.

She could see that Dong Yi was testing how she and Nangong Ling met, so Dong Yi naturally understood that she was avoiding the important and trivial.

General Dong is an interesting person, so he touched his nose, chatted a few words, and was about to leave.

As soon as he walked outside, he saw Nangong Ling, who had just shed his armor, coming towards him outside the wounded barracks.

"King Sheng, you're here too." He coughed dryly.

Feng Jiutian hadn't been back to the house much in the past few days, so he thought that if Nangong Ling cared about Feng Jiutian, he might have to come over.

Look, I guessed it right.

Nangong Ling nodded, as if he didn't see the gossip in his eyes, and only threw out one sentence, "It's not as sympathetic as General Dong to leave the fire at hand and come to comfort the wounded soldiers." ”

These words moved a group of wounded soldiers to the point that their eyes turned red.

Only Dong Yi heard that Nangong Ling was sarcastically gossiping about his idleness!

He laughed twice, pretended to say a few words, and quickly slipped away.

Nangong Ling strode into the tent at this time.

At a glance, he saw the back of Feng Jiu leaning out of the crowd.

also had no scruples, Nangong Ling strode over and grabbed her hand holding the medicine.

Feng Jiutian's wrists were slender, and he was much thinner than when he was in the palace.

Feng Jiutian had to stop.

She frowned, hating herself for not being able to go faster, and she was also a little annoyed that Nangong Ling took her hand in front of everyone regardless of her identity.

Didn't you see a group of soldiers gossiping over?

"What are you doing here?" Feng Jiutian maintained the coldness on his face, and asked coldly.

Nangong Ling glanced at the work in her hands, and soon, pulled her outside.

"I heard from Dark Seven, you haven't gone back for a few days to have a good rest."

Feng Jiutian avoided the gaze of others and said angrily: "Nangong Ling, are you worrying too much?" What does my business have to do with you? ”

Nangong Ling's expression did not change, "Since you appeared in front of this king, it has something to do with this king." ”

Feng Jiutian clasped his arms and sneered.

"Don't you just doubt me? Since I am so worried, I will leave immediately when this is over. ”

Nangong Ling frowned slightly, and there was an incomprehensible depth in her eyes.

"You don't have to go anywhere on purpose, the matter in Huacheng will be resolved quickly." Nangong Ling spoke for a long time, and said, "Those who are clear, self-purify." ”

"Isn't that contradictory? I'm honest, and I don't think you think so. ”

Feng Jiu glanced at him and laughed, but he couldn't help but yawn, and there was a touch of tiredness in his eyes.

Away from the work of dispensing medicine, which required her full attention, her nerves relaxed, and only then did she feel the fatigue that had been delayed.

Nangong Ling mistook her happy and painful gaze, and suddenly said, "Yue'er will arrive tomorrow." ”

He knew that Feng Jiutian didn't care about him, but he cared about Nangong Yue.

And this has now become the best topic of communication between the two.

Feng Jiu's eyes lit up slightly, and his eyes were only sincere.

But he soon disagreed: "The situation in the capital is not optimistic, wouldn't it be more dangerous for you to bring her to Huacheng?" ”

"I can only feel at ease if I am by my side." Nangong Ling's eyelids drooped slightly, and a glimmer of light flickered in her eyes.

He looked at Feng Jiutian, but it seemed as if there was another layer of deep meaning.