The lady who is a miracle doctor arrives and makes the general blush and his heart beats

At night, there is no trace of blue smoke and bright stars.

The sky-blue gauze curtain hangs to the ground, covering the entire rosewood couch. The warm yellow light shines on the gauze curtain, reflecting a pair of lingering silhouettes.

The man turned his hands into clouds and turned into rain, almost hurting the woman beneath him to the bone.

The woman felt sorry for him as he was about to travel far away. He was as soft as a puddle of water.

Inside the gauze tent, a few women's gasps and a man's heavy breathing could be heard from time to time.

Just when I was enjoying myself so much, I don’t know who didn’t know who had the least discernment to knock on the door, “Du-du——”

Ye Zelin had no choice but to stop his movements and shouted outside through the gauze curtain, "Who is outside?"

The woman beside him blushed, tilted her head to look at the man, and asked hoarsely, "What's wrong?"

Outside the house, even though there was a door, Sanqiao could still hear her uncle's displeasure. She was in a bad situation, "Sir, the old general said he wanted to see you. The servant said that you and your wife have rested. The old general insisted. If I want to find you, I have no choice but to come and disturb you and your wife.”

Ye Zelin stroked his forehead and said helplessly, "This old man, in the middle of the night..."

Don't you know he's taking a break?

Can't we find him during the day?

It has to be at this time!

He comforted his wife, "It's my grandfather who is looking for me. I'll go over and take a look. You don't have to follow. Have a good rest."

Ye Zelin got up, got dressed, and then went out.

When he arrived at Feiyuan, Ye Zelin greeted the old general, and the old general said bluntly, "Lin'er, my grandfather has wronged you all these years."

Ye Zelin was slightly startled, then said immediately, "Grandpa said this because he wanted to settle the old feud with his grandson?"

The old general was silent, he did mean this.

Ye Zelin chuckled, "Since childhood, you have been the one who despised my grandson, and now you are the one who wants to reconcile with me. Grandfather, why do you have this?"

Because he is a grandfather and an elder, he can reconcile if he wants to?

So what does the humiliation and injustice he has suffered over the years count?

The old general said, "It's all over..."

"If it's over, can it be treated as if it doesn't exist?" Ye Zelin asked the old general. He never believed that the old general had the idea of ​​​​reconciling with him. Even if the old general had the idea of ​​​​reconciliation, he was unwilling to reconcile with his grandfather in his heart.

"You can protect Aunt Xu, but you want me not to take everything in the past to heart. Your request is too much."

The old general's face was slightly stiff. He had found out about the red bean cake incident, but he could not make it public and did not punish Aunt Xu in any way.

Ye Zelin and the old general had always been indifferent to each other. The two had been at odds with each other for many years, which destined them not to be as harmonious as ordinary grandparents.

In the past, Ye Zelin had no choice but to be respectful to his grandfather. Since he believed that tolerating would only lead to losses, he was not so tolerant to the old general. Now, maintaining a superficially harmonious relationship with his grandfather is his biggest goal. concession.

The old general had nothing to say. He really couldn't ask Ye Zelin to forget everything and ignore the past. Even though he had a lot to say, he only said an instruction in the end, "It will take some time to get to Songzhou. You will leave for Songzhou tomorrow. Take care of yourself on the way, and when you get to Songzhou, remember to write home to say you are safe."

Ye Zelin looked cold and did not respond to the old general immediately. He turned around to go back to Guanju Pavilion, but looked back at the old general and said calmly, "I know."

A simple 'got it' didn't mean anything, but the old general felt a sense of warmth in his heart.

The next day.

Ye Zelin set off for Songzhou with a group of soldiers. Hua Fushu escorted him to the city gate and watched him go away before leaving the city gate and preparing to return to the General's Mansion.

As if she suddenly remembered something, she asked Nan Xing to go to Yu Chisu's house instead.

The servants of the Yu family did not know Hua Fushu, but when they heard the name of the General's Mansion, the servants immediately guessed Hua Fushu's identity, and quickly invited Hua Fushu into the house, and hurriedly went to report the girl.

After hearing the servant's reply, Yu Chisu quickly threw the big knife to the ground aside, walked up to the pavilion, picked up the sweat towel and wiped it randomly, then went to find Hua Fushu.

Ling Zhiheng, who was raising his sword, suddenly saw Yu Chisu leaving and quickly asked, "Hey, why did you run away?"

The knife in his hand was very heavy, and he couldn't bear it after swinging it for a few times. However, Yu Chisu was a stern master. He said that people who can't even hold a knife are not worthy of learning knife skills.

In order to win the favor of Yu Chi Su, he insisted on training for several days before he could barely lift the big knife given to him by Yu Chi Su.

It has to be said that the knife in the fish ruler element is not light in weight.

"Master Ling, you must not give up halfway."

The servant blocked Ling Zhiheng's way.

"I didn't, so I went to see who was coming. Master Su... Master Susu rushed over in such a hurry." Ling Zhiheng stared at his servant, his tone of voice was unconsciously a little weaker, and his voice was also a little softer.

"Whoever comes has nothing to do with you," the servant said.

Ling Zhiheng turned back reluctantly and picked up the sword on the ground again. In order to get closer to Yu Chisu, he came up with such a poor excuse to become a disciple.

He opened this mouth himself, no matter how hard and tired he is, he has to grit his teeth and persevere, right?

It's really not easy for him at all.

"Little flower!"

"Big Fish—" Hua Fushu looked at Yu Chisu who was sweating profusely and asked, "What are you doing? You're sweating so much."

Yu Chisu said carelessly, "I have accepted a disciple, and I am teaching him how to dance the sword."

Yu Chi Su actually accepted a disciple? This is a strange thing!

Hua Fushu immediately became interested, "Have you accepted a disciple? I'll go see who it is and whether it's talented enough to catch your eye."

Yu Chisu said, "Don't go, you know him."

Hua Fushu raised a hint of curiosity, "Do I know him?"

"It's Ling Zhiheng." Yu Chisu has a temperament that he never hides or hides.

"Why did you accept him?"

Hua Fushu picked up her gossip mentality and asked Yu Chi Su seriously. Remembering that Ling Zhiheng liked Yu Chi Su, she was wondering whether Ling Zhiheng deliberately worshiped Yu Chi Su as his disciple in order to get close to Yu Chi Su?

Or is Ling Zhiheng up to something?

She frowned and said, "Ling Zhiheng has some talent?"

It's no wonder that Hua Fushu thinks this way. In her inherent impression, Ling Zhiheng is enthusiastic, can do calligraphy and play polo, and is not outstanding in other aspects.

She really couldn't imagine that Ling Zhiheng had talent in martial arts?

"His talent is not good enough." Yu Chi Su said with disdain.

Hua Fushu said, "Indeed."

Yu Chisu put on a reluctant smile and said, "He said he wanted to become my teacher, but I didn't agree, so he pestered me every day. I was afraid of being pestered by him, so I had no choice but to agree to him. Let me tell you. , I don’t really want to accept him. After tossing him for a few days, he will give up. "