Luo Bei lay in bed for a day, and he didn't understand which made him feel more guilty about concealing Wen Qingqing or telling the secret of his military plan.

He naturally believed in Wen Qingqing, not because of how close they had a relationship, but because every simple relationship between them, the feeling of connection made Luo Bei trust her in his heart.

It was precisely because of this trust that Luo Bei felt even more sorry for Wen Qingqing.

However, he knew that he couldn't tell the secret, because there were too many secrets involved, the emperor, the army, the struggle between the two countries, and even the tens of millions of people behind the two countries.

He couldn't figure it out, so he had to stop first, and it just so happened that at this time, his stomach began to drum.

Luo Bei walked out of the room, closed the door, and found that the moon outside had risen very high.

The moonlight poured down like water, as if a thin layer of silver light was sprinkled on the ground.

The late nights after winter are particularly cold.

Luo Bei shrugged his shoulders slightly, but the cold feeling did not diminish because of this.

I can't care about it so much, and now I can only hope that I can find something to eat in the back kitchen, and maybe I can make the cold feel less relieved when I fill my stomach.

With this thought, he walked out of the small courtyard, he knew that there was only one back kitchen in the entire Wanfu, and it was in a corner of the back garden to the Ethereal Pavilion, which was a side room, but all the people who lived in the mansion came from there from morning to night.

Luo Bei also saw the head chef of the back kitchen, who was a round fat man, who usually smiled very kindly, and only had a very special personality, that is, when he was cooking, no one should disturb him or anything, otherwise he would stare at you viciously with that pair of huge eyes, carrying a kitchen knife in his hand.

Someone once joked that the chef must have eaten too many good things in private to get so fat.

But in fact, this is not the case, although the chef cooks a lot of delicious dishes every day, he does not eat even one of them.

He said that the food he made may be just a stuff for others, but for himself, every dish is alive.

He likes to study the subtle changes between dishes, and the most ordinary green radish becomes a fantastic delicacy in his hands.

The only thing he did was that he never ate it, and every time he finished a hearty meal, he hid in the corner, either with a bowl of noodles or a bowl of rice with a little pickled side dishes.

As for why he was able to grow so fat, he said that it was related to a serious illness when he was a child, after the serious illness, he gained more than 20 pounds in a month, and since then his weight has been on the rise every year, and he has never come down after gaining weight every year.

In the past, he also looked for doctors everywhere, but in the end he didn't find any results, until in the end, the fat one couldn't even walk, and several relatives couldn't stand it, so they took him to Zhuxian Town.

After Wan Ruhai personally diagnosed and treated, he said that he had a strange disease, and there was no way to completely cure it now, so he could only temporarily control his weight within a certain range, and let his daily diet be extremely light.

The chef was grateful for the life-saving grace of the Doctor of the Gods, and it happened that there was a lack of a cook like him in Wanfu at that time, so he naturally stayed.

This stay is seven or eight years, and he has long regarded this place as his home, and the whole Wanfu also treats him as a relative.

When Luo Bei thinks of this chef full of stories, he remembers the experience of the first time he accidentally broke into the back kitchen.

At that time, it happened that the chef was developing a new dish, the oil had been put into the pot, and the chef looked at the heat intently, but he didn't expect that Luo Bei had no intention of knocking over several kinds of dishes prepared, and it was too late to prepare the dishes, and the oil in the pot quickly passed the heat.

That time, the chef was furious, and the boy who didn't know where he came from dared to interrupt his "career", and in the end, if Wan Ruhai hadn't arrived in time, that time would probably have turned into bloodshed.

However, the two didn't know each other in the end, and since then, the chef has often asked Luo Bei to taste various new dishes in the back kitchen, and the two have gradually become acquainted with each other.

Therefore, Luo Bei is very familiar with the road to the back kitchen, and even if he closes his eyes, he can rarely go in the wrong direction.

While walking, I was thinking about all kinds of things after I came to Wanfu, and I didn't realize that I had come to the door of the back kitchen.

There was no light in the room, and the door was not locked, but it was hidden.

There are a lot of people up and down in the entire Wanfu, but everyone is not the kind of thieves who haunt at night, even those little people outside the house who make a living by sneaking, and no one has ever entered the house at night, because Wan Ruhai is no longer an ordinary rich and powerful person for people.

Whether it is from all over the north and south, or up to the royal family, down to the common people, even the beggars on the roadside, they all miss the miraculous medical skills of this wonderful doctor, and what is even more admirable is his character of helping the world.

So, the door was almost never locked, because no one would come by night, so why do all that useless and tedious things?

Luo Bei gently pushed open the door of the back kitchen and found that everything inside was the same.

Another characteristic of the chef is that although everything in it may not be neatly arranged, it must be in a familiar position, so that it is easy to control the heat and time of cooking.

He knew that the fat chef would put some "wastes" that missed the heat when cooking dishes in a specific place after finishing work every day, and as long as he found these things, it would be enough for him to eat enough, not to mention that he couldn't eat the difference between these "wastes" and those finished products.

The room was spacious inside, with a lot of stuff on the huge board in the middle, just a whole row of knives.

He found those who were eating by the moonlight, there happened to be a bowl of chicken bone rice, picked up a pair of chopsticks after serving it, and then took out a small plate of side dishes.

I can finally wrap my belly, and the sense of happiness at this time can be described as spontaneous.

The moonlight shone in through the huge window with a hint of coolness, shining on the row of smooth knives, reflecting the moon's brilliance vividly.

While Luo Bei was eating, his eyes looked at the sharp knife face.

To his great astonishment, a shadow seemed to flash across the bright blade.

Just as he was about to turn back, a bright knife was already around his neck.

"Don't move ......"

"I don't want to hurt anyone"

Luo Bei naturally didn't dare to move, a bright kitchen knife was on his neck, whoever moved it was really enough.

However, Luo Bei didn't panic too much, because he felt that this person really didn't seem to have any ill will towards him, maybe just like he was, he didn't want to hurt people.

"You...... What do you want to do?"

The man seemed to hesitate for a moment before he said, "Do you know where Wan Ruhai stored his precious medicine?"

Luo Bei shook his head, because he really didn't know that except for going to a dark room when he treated Zhuo Xiaochan, he hadn't seen any place to store medicines, let alone precious medicines.

The man was silent for a while, as if judging whether Luo Bei's words could be trusted, and finally the blade relaxed slightly, but soon clenched the handle of the knife again, and said in a deep voice: "Take me to find a place where Wan Ruhai treats people......

Luo Bei couldn't see the appearance of the person behind him, but judging from the position where he raised the knife, it should be about a head taller than himself, and the strength of that person should be very large, even if it was an ordinary knife pressed on Luo Bei's shoulder, it also made Luo Bei have a great sense of oppression.

In this way, Luo Bei walked out of the back kitchen under duress.

At this time, Luo Bei no longer felt any nervousness, but felt that the person behind him was a little pitiful, otherwise how could he steal into Wanfu in the middle of the night, maybe someone was injured so he would steal some precious medicinal materials?

While thinking, he asked, "If you or some relative is injured or sick, why don't you go directly to the Divine Doctor?"

The man behind him was stunned for a moment, and then sneered slightly: "Do you really think that saving a few more sick people is the greatest good person in the world?" It seems that this Wan Ruhai is really good in disguise......

Luo Bei heard the words of the person behind him, he suddenly stopped, and a wave of anger arose from his heart.

The man behind him didn't expect him to stop suddenly, so although it wasn't out of his own intention, the knife in his hand still grazed Luo Bei's neck, and blood quickly overflowed.

But Luo Bei didn't care about the blood flowing from his neck at all, but said angrily: "If in your heart, a miracle doctor who has saved thousands of patients is not a good person, then what do you tell me is a good person?"

The man seemed to be silent for a while, and said coldly: "Stupid ......"

Hearing his words, Luo Bei was even more angry, and even ignored the blade around his neck, and insisted on turning around, he really wanted to see what kind of person was behind him?

The man didn't seem to expect that Luo Bei was not even afraid of a knife on his neck, and after a little hesitation, he vigorously pointed at Luo Bei's back heart with his other hand.

The blade in his hand did not directly slash at Luo Bei's neck, otherwise with the distance between the two, Luo Bei would have been splashed with blood on the spot before he could resist.

Luo Bei fell, and the man looked around in the courtyard blankly, and at this time the entire mansion was completely in darkness, and it was difficult to tell where he was looking for.

He was wrapped in black, his face was also covered with a black veil, and only his eyebrows were frowned, and he seemed to be extremely anxious.

A gust of wind blew and the black veil on his face suddenly fluttered.

Sighing slightly, the man in black himself fell into a disappointed situation, he lowered his head and looked at Luo Bei who fell to the ground, and without a trace of nostalgia, he was about to jump behind him.

But at this time, a strong wind suddenly came behind him.

He knew that his whereabouts must have been discovered, so he did not hesitate to give up the original direction, but ran in the opposite direction.

How do you know that a figure flashed, and it seemed to be many times faster than his body.

He stood slightly, stared at it, and saw a person standing not far away, with a slightly rickety body, standing quietly in the night with his hands on his back.

Obviously, this person is the fourth uncle of the housekeeper of Wanfu.

The man in black's heart began to sink, because it was clear that this man's martial arts were far above his own.

He thought to himself that not only did he not find what he was looking for tonight, but even if he wanted to get out, it would be difficult for him to get out.

Thinking of this, he lifted the knife in his hand upside down between the palms of his hands, and suddenly attacked the person on the opposite side with one palm like the wind.

He knew that it was impossible for this ordinary knife to hurt the other party at all, and he naturally had no hope of doing so.

Therefore, after the man and the knife attacked the fourth uncle who was standing still in the night, the knife flickered, and it flew out of his hand rapidly, shooting directly at the fourth uncle who was standing still.

Everything seems to be between the lights and the fire.

The fourth uncle, who had been standing still with his hands, did not move during the whole process when he launched an attack, and the person moved with the knife until the knife came out of his hand.

The moment the man in black flew out, the whole person suddenly swept backwards, and it was obvious that his goal was not to hurt people, but to take this opportunity to escape.

The fourth uncle's figure moved lightly in the night, one arm slightly extended, and flew out in an instant, just cutting off the way of the man in black.

It was too late for the man in black to change directions, he could only rely on the strength of his body to fly out upside down, who knew that the fourth uncle's body was faster and more accurate.

One palm slashed right on the shoulder of the man in black.

The man in black fell like a fallen eagle.

The figure of the fourth uncle fell to the ground, holding the knife between two fingers in one hand.

He looked at the man in black who fell to the ground, and sneered: "The little thief actually dares to break into Wanfu at night, if there is a good one in Luobei, you will die without redemption......"

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