Ling Aotian stood on top of the attic, holding a clairvoyant in his hand, this was a telescope, which Nangong Ling Xiao got from the little fox, it was very useful, adjusted the focus, and saw the situation on the company's field clearly.

Behind Ling Aotian, there was a white fox standing, the white fox had a stinky face, looking at the back of Ling Aotian's head, and couldn't wait to go up and bite off Ling Aotian's head.

"Senior brother, what are you looking at?" Murong Feihu finally walked over, snatched the telescope from Ling Aotian's hand, put it in front of his eyes, and looked into the distance.

In the south in winter, the warm sun is shining, the warm wind is blowing, this is a mountainous area, surrounded by green woods, under the mountain, the soldiers stationed guarding, is the army camp of the southern border city, and the back of the mountain is the endless sea, the side, is the stretching mountain range, the front, is the military camp and the large and small cities of the southern city.

The telescope saw things very clearly, attracting Murong Feihu's attention, and he held the telescope like a child, looking around.

The corners of Ling Aotian's lips hooked, and his chin under his beard was slightly raised.

"Xiao'er, I did my best!" Ling Aotian looked at Murong Feihu's back with a smile, a little sad.

Dongyang Continent, halfway up the mountain, among wooden houses.

The warm winter sun shines warmly in the cabin.

The boy slowly opened his eyes.

The tip of the nose is a faint scent of osmanthus flowers, and the yard is the sound of a few children playing.

Holding the bed with his hands, he sat up slowly, his back was a little itchy, and he wanted to reach out and scratch it.

A soft voice came from the side: "Don't scratch, I'll give you some anti-itching medicine, and it will be fine soon!"

Shangguan Linghu was busy in the courtyard early in the morning, and at this moment, he was coming in with a tray, and saw that the young man had already sat up, and his hand seemed to be grabbing his back.

The boy was facing the window, and could only see what was happening outside the window, with his back facing the direction of the door.

The young man turned his head and saw a girl dressed in white walking with a smile, he lowered his head, looked at his body, and hurriedly pulled the quilt to wrap himself.

"You—get out, I'll do it myself!" the boy wrapped his head in the quilt: what a shame, how can you be naked?

"Hehe, I'm shy, don't worry, I'll wipe your back and leave, how can you wipe it yourself? Come, be good!" Shangguan Linghu is a doctor, and he has never felt that there is a difference between men and women, all the major organs of people are the same, and men and women are also different somewhere.

"There is a difference between men and women, please respect yourself!" said the young man sullenly, still unwilling to show his face.

Shangguan Linghu held his forehead and stepped forward to pull the young man's quilt: "What is the difference between men and women? You are a child, tell me what is the difference between men and women, I am old enough to be your mother, do you know?"

The young man still dragged the quilt and didn't let go, and in the end, Shangguan Linghu had no choice but to go out and call the boy with an injured throat.

Xiaocao pulled his younger brother over, stood in front of Shangguan Linghu, raised his little face and asked, "Sister, what's the matter?"

"Oh. Let your brother give your big brother medicine!" Shangguan Linghu handed a bottle of anti-itch cream and cotton swab to the little boy.

Xiaocao took the ointment and cotton swab and said, "I'll come!"

The boy in the quilt yelled: "Get out, I'll get it myself!"

Xiaocao paused, her body trembled, and then, biting her lip, she handed the medicine bottle to her younger brother, and whispered: "Xuan'er, you go! We are waiting for you outside!"

Xuan'er was very obedient, took the ointment, and walked over.

The door was closed, and in the room, there were only the boy and Xuan'er.

"Woo-" Xuan'er tugged at the quilt with one hand.

When the boy heard Xuan'er's whining, he pulled the quilt away, exposed his head, looked around, looked at the closed door again, and let out a heavy breath.

"Xuan'er, I'll do it myself!" The young man stretched out his snow-white arm, the wound on the arm had healed, and there was only a slender scar.

Xuan'er saw the long scar on the young man's arm and pointed to his neck: "Woo-"

The young man shook his head: "Xuan'er, I didn't suffer an injury for you, they cut it down, they wanted me to die, I didn't die, you don't have a burden, we will all live well and grow up together!"

Xuan'er's eyes were slightly red, and she opened the medicine bottle in her hand.

A faint medicinal fragrance wafted out instantly.

Xuan'er was surprised, sniffed at the tip of her nose, and nodded at the young man: "Mmmm-hmm-good-"

The young man was surprised, he didn't expect Xuan'er to know that this was a good medicine, and what was even more surprising was that Xuan'er at this moment could spit out a word.

It's been six years, Xuan'er's throat can't make a sound, and this time she was seriously injured again, but fortunately, she picked it up.

"Xuan'er, good Xuan'er!" The young man had never cried, but at this moment, he couldn't help it and shed a tear.

"Brother-" Xuan'er spoke up and raised the medicine in her hand.

The boy snorted and showed his back.

A long scar appeared on the boy's back, and the staggered stitches were densely presented in the little boy's eyes.

"Uhh

The little boy bit his lip, and his eyes became stronger little by little.

After a quarter of an hour, the boy finally applied ointment to all the stitches.

The ointment is magical, absorbing the bright red mark at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning it into a pale pink.

The back was extremely cool, and the pinprick-like pain and itching disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The boy moved his shoulders, and then, seeing the clothes on the bedside, grabbed them and put them on his body.

The pants were also taken off, replaced with clean profane pants and trousers, and the belt was tied.

It was a white loose caftan made of cotton, which was very comfortable and fit well.

The boy jumped out of bed and saw the cotton socks and shoes on the ground, and his heart warmed a little.

I didn't expect this sister to be so careful, and I seemed to overreact just now.

The little boy stood aside and straightened the boy's clothes, and then the two of them went out of the room one after the other.

"Brother Xuanyuan, here!" As soon as he walked out of the room, he heard Xiaocao waving his little hand and shouting at him.

The early morning sun shone through the mottled leaves on the faces of the grass.

The little girl had never been so excited, and at this moment Xiaocao was standing in the courtyard in a red skirt, smiling at the young girl.

The boy froze in place, looking at everything in front of him, a little stunned and stunned.

On the ground of the bluestone pavement, several large trees surround a small pavilion, in the pavilion, there are two tables, one table is full of food, and the other table, there is a tea set.

The breeze blows, and the fragrance of flowers fills the nose.

It is the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, here, there is an osmanthus tree, and it is blooming, it is simply incredible.

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