After understanding the thoughts of animals, I became more successful in escaping famine!

Gu Yong stood there in a daze, not daring to move or speak to Yun Che.

God.

What is all this about?

What happened to them again?

Why do I always encounter this kind of thing...

For a moment, Gu Yong didn't know what to do.

"General...how about...I should come back later?" Gu Yong asked tentatively.

“No need. If you have anything to say, just tell me.” In a blink of an eye, Yun Che turned back into the stern leader of the Yun Family Army, as if the person who was scolded by his fiancée just now was not him.

Gu Yong touched his nose and walked forward to report the business honestly.

"General, the barbarians we captured have been locked up now. What should we do next?"

“Don’t rush to deal with it. Ask someone to interrogate them and don’t push them too far.” Yun Che lowered his eyes and carefully thought about his next plan.

Gu Yong nodded and reported some of the damage in the army.

"The military silver sent by the court has arrived, along with a lot of baggage and food supplies, but this batch seems to be of lower quality than the previous one."

Yun Che sneered: “These old foxes, my men have fought bravely to protect our country, and yet they are enjoying the good life in the capital, and they still want to steal some from me?”

As he spoke, he straightened his clothes, stood up, walked to the desk, sat down, and wrote a memorial fluently.

Gu Yong leaned forward to take a look and found that Yun Che was playing the victim throughout the whole article, and even described the batch of baggage and food as being extremely bad.

After writing, Yun Che handed the memorial to Gu Yong: "Make another copy and send it to the director of the Supervision Institute, so that they can also see how these local officials treat us."

Gu Yong thought Yun Che's idea was brilliant, but he hesitated to act.

Yun Che saw that he was not leaving, so he looked up and asked, “Why aren’t you going?”

Gu Yong felt a little uncomfortable: "General, you also know my handwriting. It is so beautiful and graceful. If those old guys in the Supervisory Office see it, they will definitely laugh at me behind my back again. So you should write the letter."

Yun Che was annoyed and had to write another one himself.

Gu Yong stood aside and waited, thinking of how Song Wanning had rushed out angrily just now, and wondered, "General, did you have a fight with Miss Song?"

Yun Che’s heart skipped a beat when he was asked this question, and his handwriting became crooked.

He simply crumpled up the letter paper, threw it aside, and started a new one.

"Who told you we had a fight? Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask!"

Gu Yong has worked under him for so many years. Although he is a subordinate, he is also a brother, so he was not scared by him at this moment.

"General, if you ask me, women should be coaxed. No matter if it's your fault or not, you should just admit your mistake. Also, I think Miss Song was really angry just now. Otherwise, you can follow the example of the ancients and apologize by carrying a thorn stick on your back, and write a letter of guarantee or something..."

Gu Yong continued to talk to himself, giving Yun Che advice very enthusiastically.

Yun Che couldn’t listen any longer and threw his pen onto the table: “If you keep talking, get out!”

The ink from the brush almost splashed all over Gu Yong, who was so scared that he quickly jumped away and dared not say a word.

Song Wanning returned to her tent in anger. Thinking of Yun Che's injured look just now, she felt distressed and angry.

She took out the materials from the space and prepared medicine for Yun Che.

Because she was angry, she made so much noise that even Li Yu Niang, who was resting inside, was woken up.

Li Yu Niang came out on crutches. Seeing Song Wan Ning's unhappy face, she couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Who made you angry?"

Song Wanning was grinding medicinal powder, and as if in revenge, she added a lot of berberine powder into it.

"Wow." Li Yu Niang could smell the bitterness from a long distance away and quickly raised her hand to fan away.

"How big of a grudge is this? They put so much coptis root in him that he would vomit bile after taking this medicine."

After listening to this, Song Wanning hesitated for a moment, then stopped and added some licorice.

After a while, Song Wanning was no longer so angry, and Li Yu Niang came over slowly with a cane.

"What happened?"

Song Wanning sighed: "Yun Che was injured, but he kept it a secret from me."

"Aren't you a doctor? If you're injured, you can just get treatment. Why should I hide it from you?" Li Yu Niang didn't understand and asked in confusion.

"Yeah, I thought so too. He also said that he was afraid that I would worry. I am worried because he has been hiding it from me." Song Wanning couldn't help but say.

"Then come back and prepare medicine for him."

Li Yu Niang seemed to think that Song Wan Ning was too spineless: "You should teach him a lesson so that he won't dare to do it again in the future."

Song Wanning nodded: "I think so too. I definitely shouldn't talk to him these few days. It's going to make him anxious to death!"

Therefore, after Song Wanning prepared the medicine, she personally delivered it to Yun Che.

Yun Che saw her coming over and thought that she had calmed down: “Wan Ning, it’s my fault this time…”

Song Wanning didn't want to listen to him, so she put the medicine heavily on the table and said, "Don't talk, take the medicine."

Yun Che had no choice but to take the medicine obediently. As soon as the rolled pill entered his mouth, the expression on his face became distorted.

The bitter taste of Coptis chinensis mixed with the bitter sweetness of licorice has an "unbearable bitter" taste.

Song Wanning found his reaction funny, and she felt uncomfortable trying to hold back her laughter.

Seeing that Yun Che had finally swallowed all the medicine, she turned and left.

Yun Che wanted to persuade her to stay, but Song Wanning did not stop. After running outside, she could no longer hold back and laughed.

"I'll teach you a lesson by letting you hide it from me!"

Just like that, Yun Che took the Coptis chinensis pills with increased dosage that Song Wanning had carefully prepared for two days. On the second night, he couldn't bear it any longer, so he grabbed Song Wanning's hand when she wanted to leave and hugged her tightly.

"Wan Ning, please talk to me. I feel really bad that you have ignored me these days."

Song Wanning didn't move, but she couldn't help but sneer: "You feel uncomfortable because the medicine doesn't taste good, right?"

"I would think the food you prepared tasted good even if it was poison."

Seeing that she was willing to talk to him, Yun Che laughed softly.

Song Wanning curled her lips: “Sweet talk, let me go, I want to go back.”

"Wan Ning, I admit my mistake. I was wrong in this matter. I just didn't want to make you worry, but I ignored your feelings. I promise that I will never do this again in the future. Please forgive me."

Yun Che said this while continuously kissing Song Wanning's neck.

Song Wanning's ears were red, and the place where he kissed was numb and itchy: "Let me go, don't do this."

"Then you have to promise me first, forgive me, and stop getting angry with me, talk to me, and stop giving me those nasty medicines."

Yun Che was particularly talkative today.

Song Wanning didn't expect that he would admit his mistake like this, as if he was acting like a spoiled child?

And a bit clingy.

Song Wanning felt warm inside, and felt that Yun Che was new and interesting to her.

She forced herself to calm down and asked him, "Didn't you just say that you like all the medicine I make? Now you think it tastes bad?"

Yun Che was stunned for a moment, and then, as if somewhat exasperated, he pressed the back of Song Wanning’s head and kissed her fiercely.