She went to the woods and summoned two pigeons, immediately put the letter on one pigeon, looked left and right and found no trace of anyone peeking, looked at the little pigeon and whispered: "Zhang Guanren." ”

The pigeon cooed, which was particularly clear in the silent woods, which startled Song Ling a lot, and the pigeon fell off with a shake of his hand, and the second pigeon on his shoulder was so frightened that he cooed.

Obviously, the pigeon that fell was also startled, flapped its wings and flew up, carrying Song Ling into the air without hesitation.

Song Ling watched the carrier pigeon fly away, and the second pigeon also fell on Song Ling's hand, and his little feet tightly grasped Song Ling's sleeve, for fear that he would fall like the pigeon.

Song Ling smiled a little helplessly, and hurriedly put another letter on the second carrier pigeon, and said softly: "Xijing, Ping'an Hall." ”

Looking at the back of the carrier pigeon leaving, Song Ling turned around and walked towards the gate of the barracks.

Chu Linyuan also wrote a letter at this time, and hurriedly walked out of the military tent and said to a patrolling soldier: "You go and hand over this letter to Chu Linhan in Xijing." ”

The soldier solemnly accepted the letter and said respectfully, "Yes, Lord Night." ”

The soldier took the letter in his arms and left.

Chu Linyuan was also walking towards the gate of the barracks.

Song Ling looked at Chu Linyuan who was coming, and the two of them walked towards the street, plus both of them were injured, so they naturally walked slowly, and the pedestrians on the road looked at the two of them suspiciously, but they also gave the two of them enough space to walk on the street.

Chu Linyuan looked at this scene and said jokingly: "Song Ling, we are like an old lady and an old man in the twilight of our lives. ”

Song Ling listened to these words, and at first he felt that it was nothing, but he was careful not to bump into his wounds and others, but after listening to Chu Linyuan's words, he really had a few meanings.

This picture immediately appeared in Song Ling's mind, the old man in his twilight years walked slowly on the road, and the people around him still let the two of them go.

Song Ling suddenly said with some shame: "I'm not your old lady." ”

At this time, a young man hurriedly walked this way, as if there was something urgent, his face was also very anxious, and he was still reading in his mouth: "Trouble, let go." ”

Some of the pedestrians who were hit looked at the man with anxious faces, and wanted to crusade a few words, so they stopped thinking.

Chu Linyuan looked at the man with an anxious face and was about to walk to Song Ling's side, he was worried about Song Ling's arm, so he hurriedly pulled Song Ling into his arms to protect him, stared at Song Ling's eyes and said, "You are not the old lady of this king, who else can you be." ”

His deep gaze was full of Song Ling's reflection, and the affection in his eyes was all revealed.

Song Ling looked at Chu Linyuan like this, his heart couldn't help but speed up, and his face was also blushing, even if Song Ling was not surprised, but there were so many people on the street.

The people around looked at the two people who were pulling, and they were also in groups of three or five at Chu Linyuan, pointing and whispering to the two.

"Seeing that this girl is not married yet, she hugs and hugs the man in public, and she is really not ashamed. A scathing old woman pointed at Song Ling and said to outsiders.

A woman said with a lack of momentum: "This girl should be injured, her arms are bulging so big, besides, if a man didn't walk by just now, that boy must want to protect her." ”

The old woman with a snarky face said, "Even so, how close is it now, tsk." ”

When Song Ling heard these words, his originally blushing face also became cold, and before Song Ling could say a word to teach those people a lesson, Chu Linyuan glanced over.

Which woman looked at Chu Linyuan's face and the eyes that concealed murderous intent, and felt a little furious in her heart, so she immediately turned around and left.

The rest of the people looked at Chu Linyuan exuding the momentum of a superior person, and they also knew that this person was not easy to mess with, so they scattered one after another.

Chu Linyuan took Song Ling's hand and said softly, "If you want to eat, this king will buy it for you." ”

Song Ling looked at Chu Linyuan's appearance of maintaining himself, his happiness was about to overflow, and he put aside the unhappiness just now, and then said with a smile: "There is a rock sugar gourd in front." ”

Chu Linyuan looked at Song Ling's happy appearance and said jokingly, "Why don't you eat hibiscus cake today." ”

Song Ling rolled his eyes helplessly and said, "I'm tired of eating, and Jinzhong City is not the only one in this kind of food." ”

Chu Linyuan looked at Song Ling's rolling eyes, and said with a smile: "Oh, then what do you want to eat as an injured person?"

Song Ling was helpless in his heart, how could he tease himself and still have fun? So he stopped talking and strode towards the pharmacy not far in front.

Chu Linyuan shook his head with a smile, bought a string of rock sugar gourds, and followed.

The two walked into the medicine shop, and the medicine boy hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Guest officer, who are you?"

Song Ling looked at the medicine boy and said, "We all want your Chinese medicinal materials." ”

The medicine boy looked at Song Ling and the others with some embarrassment, and the doctor next to him also looked over, and said slowly: "I'm sorry officer, our inventory has been sold out, and it will take half a month to come in." ”

Song Ling was a little surprised, and thought that it was because the business of this pharmacy was good, and because of the war, the medicinal materials could only come in and out, so naturally there was no inventory, so Song Ling said clearly: "It's okay, I'm sorry." ”

The doctor smiled kindly and said, "It's okay, the guest officer walks slowly." ”

After watching the two of them walk out of the pharmacy, the medicine boy looked at the doctor with two big eyes and said, "Why do you have to buy enough medicinal materials recently?"

The doctor changed his previous pleasant face, and said with a cold face: "Don't worry about what you shouldn't do, hurry up and do what you should do." ”

The medicine boy hurriedly responded: "Yes, master." ”

After the medicine boy finished speaking, he took a feather duster and swept the dust on the Chinese medicine cabinet.

Song Ling took the rock sugar gourd and Chu Linyuan and continued to walk towards another pharmacy.

At this time, Miss Chen, who had sold out of medicinal herbs, was looking at the two of them in the restaurant, her hateful gaze was undisguised, it seemed that they were almost looking for Shangfu, so she had to wait for her.

Miss Chen stood up slowly, twisting her posture, her red dancôme nails brushing her white face, and her eyes flashed with fierceness.

Miss Chen regained her calm face, squinted at the maid on the side, and said slowly: "Let's go, go home, the show is about to begin." ”

The maid didn't understand what her young lady's so-called good show meant, but looking at her young lady's happy appearance, she also smiled and said, "Miss, it's really beautiful today." ”

When Miss Chen heard this, she was very happy in her heart, and said jokingly: "Then I don't look good on weekdays?"

The maid was shocked, and her mouth was as sweet as honey and said: "Miss is usually good-looking, but today is even better-looking, it is really radiant, and the slave and maid are almost taken away by Miss when they see it." ”