The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

Jiang Yunluo did not return to the courtyard, but went straight to the kitchen.

There is no shortage of anything in the kitchen of this village, even simple medicinal ingredients.

Jiang Yunluo boiled the medicinal soup first and made some simple light meals before carrying it back to the room.

Ling Fengshuo was not asleep. When he heard her return, he immediately sat up.

Seeing the medicinal soup in her hand, he was a little surprised: "Have you thought of a solution so quickly? As expected..."

"Of course not."

Jiang Yunluo placed the medicine bowl in front of him with a bang. She couldn't tell whether she was helpless or angry, and said in a deep voice: "Drink, you vomited so much blood, this is to replenish qi and blood."

Without saying a word, Ling Fengshuo picked up the bowl and drank the bowl of bitter soup.

Seeing that he was still obedient, Jiang Yunluo's expression softened a little and she pushed the food forward.

"You...did it yourself?"

Ling Fengshuo carefully observed her expression.

"if not?"

Jiang Yunluo asked back, and urged: "While it's hot."

Ling Fengshuo then grabbed the chopsticks and spoke again.

Jiang Yunluo said first, "Stop talking nonsense and eat quickly, or I will take it away."

Ling Fengshuo: "..."

Having made someone angry, the only way to go now is to be obedient.

Without saying anything more, he ate slowly and coughed twice.

Jiang Yunluo's eyebrows were getting tighter and tighter to the naked eye.

She didn't even know what happened to herself.

He had clearly thought about it on the way back just now, and he was not to blame for any of this.

But as soon as she saw the sick look of the once high-spirited man, and thought of his determination to push her out of the tomb passage, she felt panicked in her heart, and the anger that had been suppressed with great difficulty suddenly rose up, helpless. Vent everywhere.

When you speak, your taste changes.

Although Ling Fengshuo's movements were gentle, he quickly finished the food in front of him as if he was afraid that the person in front of him would walk away at any time.

Sure enough, Jiang Yunluo immediately reached out to put away the dishes and chopsticks, and she also stood up and said in a deep voice: "After you finish eating, take a rest."

He was about to leave again.

Ling Fengshuo's heart tightened and he quickly grabbed her wrist.

"Yao'er, are you coming to see me tonight?"

Maybe it's because of physical discomfort.

Ling Fengshuo's tone sounded a little weak, and the look in his eyes revealed a pitiful and pleading look that even he had never noticed.

Jiang Yunluo was stunned, and now she seemed to be on a deserted island where she once lived.

The person in front of him was Ling Fengshuo, who was as blank as a sheet of paper and didn't remember anything.

But it only took a moment for her to come back to her senses.

This guy!

Starting to act pitiful again!

Since that memory loss, I have become more and more comfortable with this trick!

Her eyes darkened, and Jiang Yunluo shook off his hand without changing her expression: "Rest, don't make me say it a second time."

Without answering his question directly, she turned and left without looking back.

Then he spent the whole afternoon researching medicines to replenish Qi and blood for Ling Fengshuo, and also went to the back mountain to find some new medicinal materials.

It wasn't until evening that I walked in under the sunset.

"Yunluo, you're back."

Su Manman happened to come to her, holding a dress in her hand.

"Here, your clothes have been mended. I washed them again. Take a look. Do the flowers on them look good?"

Jiang Yunluo's previous dress has been scratched a lot on the ground. Is there anywhere to buy new ones now?

Fortunately, Su Manman was ingenious. Jiang Yunluo took it and saw that the embroidery added to the gap was extremely delicate, almost the same as what was sold on the market, and she immediately laughed.

"As expected, you still have to leave this kind of work to you. I can't do it so precisely."

After praising him profusely, the two of them went to the kitchen arm in arm, planning to make dinner together.

While Su Manman prepared the dishes, Jiang Yunluo selected the medicinal materials according to their weight.

At least enough for a few days.

No matter how quickly Ling Fengshuo recovered, he would have to stay here for at least four or five days.

By the way, we can wait for news from Black Eagle and Han Dao.

The two of them were doing their own things, and it didn't take long for Su Manman to start gossiping.

"Yunluo, are you still angry with King Shuo?"

Seeing that her movements in packing the medicinal materials were a bit heavy, Su Manman tentatively asked.

Jiang Yunluo froze.

It will return to nature soon.

"When did I say I was angry?"

She kept going, and as she spoke, she packed another bag of medicinal ingredients. It seemed that there was really nothing wrong with it.

Su Manman smiled and said: "There are only two of us at the moment. If others can't see it, can't I also see it? If you ask Mo Ying, he was almost furious at that time, but..."

She paused for a moment before continuing.

"Don't think I talk too much. I think... King Shuo didn't mean to hide it from you, but he was afraid that you would worry. You just lived and died together in that ancient tomb. It's really rare that you are all safe and sound now. Why spend all your time being angry?"

Perhaps because she is married, she is now a bit more transparent about emotions than before.

Jiang Yunluo didn't understand this truth.

Sighing helplessly, she finally admitted.

"I'm not angry with him, it's just that when I saw his look like that, I..."

"You can't help but want to get angry? But you have nowhere to vent, right?"

Another voice suddenly sounded.

The two of them were stunned at the same time and looked towards the door.

It was Liu Yan standing outside the door.

She crossed her arms across her chest and looked at Jiang Yunluo with interest and ridicule.

"Princess, you feel sorry for King Shuo."

Jiang Yunluo's complexion changed slightly.

Liu Yan had already walked in, casually picked up an apple and clapped it: "I didn't eavesdrop on purpose. I was just hungry all day and wanted to find something to eat, so I happened to overhear the conversation between the princess and Miss Su. Secrets of the boudoir...but..."

She suddenly changed the subject, not wanting to avoid it, but instead raised a charming smile: "Since we are all women, there seems to be nothing to avoid this kind of thing. I have seen men ranging from a thousand to eight hundred. If there’s anything you can’t figure out, Princess, why don’t you talk to me?”

Her eyebrows were full of beauty, let alone the man, even Su Manman was confused and distracted for a moment.

Jiang Yunluo was a little lucky.

Fortunately, Liuyan is now their "ally."

rather than an enemy.

If Su Manman was her target, Liu Yan would have already captured her in that moment of trance.

"It's nothing, it's just Manman making wild guesses again, so stop teasing me."

She wasn't familiar enough with Liuyan to share her thoughts, so she didn't want to say too much.

Liu Yanbian was too sensible and didn't ask any further questions. He picked up the apple and turned around to leave.

Jiang Yunluo became a little absent-minded.

She's at……

Feeling sorry for Ling Fengshuo?

There seemed to be a voice whispering in my heart.

Yes.

She is distressed.

She was angry that he had hidden his injury from her, angry that he had ignored his own comfort at the critical moment of life and death, but she couldn't blame him.

These are all heartbreaking.