Dingjiangshan

When Ning Huaijin woke up, she felt that there was no good place on her body, her hands and feet were so sore that it was difficult to move her fingers.

He frowned, and subconsciously wanted to move his body to sit up, but before he could use any force, he felt his shoulders being pressed lightly and lightly.

"My lord, don't move."

——It was Cheng Yuan's voice.

Ning Huaijin opened her eyes, being dazzled by the sunlight penetrating through the tent for a moment.He blinked with difficulty to clear the mist in front of his eyes, only to find that Cheng Yuan was standing by the bed, bent over to check the condition of his wound dressing.

"My lord, how do you feel?" Cheng Yuan lowered his voice very low, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

Ning Huaijin's throat was so dry that she couldn't speak for a while, so she could only shake her head to indicate that she was fine.

"That's good." Cheng Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty has been staying up for several days without sleep, and only fell asleep an hour ago. Let him sleep more."

Ning Huaijin was taken aback when he heard the words, and glanced down, only to find that Ning Yan was lying on his bedside, sleeping soundly with his arms on his head.

His left hand rested loosely on Ning Huaijin's injured wrist, as if he was afraid that he would struggle in his sleep.

"Your Majesty..." Ning Huaijin cleared her throat and asked, "Why are you sleeping here? What should I do if I catch a cold?"

"I can't persuade you to leave." Cheng Yuan glanced at Ning Yan cautiously, shrugged helplessly, and complained to Prince Gong in a low voice: "I tried to persuade you twice, but His Majesty didn't listen, because I'm afraid the prince won't be able to find him when he wakes up. .”

The corners of Ning Huaijin's eyes were slightly bent, and the corners of his lips curved into a smile unconsciously.

Pian Ningyan has a childish personality, and when he feels uncomfortable, he wants to be close to people, thinking that the whole world is inseparable from people just like him.

Prince Gong thought so in his heart, but his eyes couldn't stop moving towards Ning Yan, and he couldn't take them back.

Ning Yan was covered with a crooked thin blanket, and there were two military newspapers spread out under his arms. It was obvious that he was still dealing with military affairs just now.

It should be around noon at this time, the curtain of the military tent was half opened for ventilation, and bright eyes followed the outline of the curtain to spread large and small areas into this square inch, covering half of Ning Yan's body in the sunlight.

Ning Yan's eyes were covered with obvious bruises, Ning Huaijin moved his fingers, and stroked the side of his face very lightly.

"...Please trouble Dr. Cheng to put down the door curtain." Ning Huaijin said in a low voice, "It's very cold in the spring, so that His Majesty won't have a headache when he wakes up."

Cheng Yuan's eyes flicked between the two of them, and he bent his eyes and smiled knowingly, without saying anything, he stood up, walked to the door, and lowered the curtain.

Ning Huaijin felt a little embarrassed by him, and couldn't explain anything, so she could only smile with her lips pursed, as if she had acquiesced in his "meaningful" eyes.

Cheng Yuan put down the door curtain, came back and took Ning Huaijin's pulse again. After confirming that his condition was correct, he took out two medicine bottles from the medicine box and put them beside Ning Huaijin's pillow.

"The white bottle of anti-inflammatory and pain reliever is used for two arrow wounds, and it needs to be changed every two days." Cheng Yuan said, "The green bottle of golden sore medicine is used for hand injuries, and the medicine needs to be changed every night—— The lord's hand injury is quite close to the tendons, if you are not afraid of the pain, you should move slowly every two hours to prevent the wound from growing badly when it heals."

Cheng Yuan said with a smile: "I heard from Zhaoming that the lord is superb with a bow in one hand, but he can take someone's head from a hundred steps away. This hand must be properly maintained."

"Thank you, Doctor Cheng." Ning Huaijin said politely, "I have written it down."

Although the two of them deliberately lowered their voices while talking, Ning Yan seemed to be disturbed by the voice, frowned slightly in his sleep, tilted his head and rubbed his arm, as if he was about to wake up.

Seeing this, Cheng Yuan quickly stopped talking, pointed to his medicine box, and then to himself, signaling that if something happened, Ning Huaijin would call him at any time.

Ning Huaijin nodded knowingly, and Cheng Yuan packed up the medicine box, and retreated lightly.

It's just that Ning Yan had already woken up from a deep sleep, and was stunned by the light of the door curtain opening and closing for a moment, and then couldn't sleep again.

A short nap could not make up for the exhaustion of the past few days. Ning Yan was sleepy and dizzy. He half-closed his eyes, frowned and shook his head, trying to break free from this newly awakened chaos as soon as possible.

Ning Huaijin originally wanted to let him rest for a while, so when she saw this, she gently tugged the hand that Ning Yan was holding with him, and called: "Your Majesty."

Ning Yan was taken aback for a moment, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were already clear, as if he had completely woken up.

"Huaijin is awake?" Ning Yan casually put the military newspaper in his hand at the end of the bed, leaned forward, bent down and touched Ning Huaijin's forehead, and asked in a low voice: "It seems that the fever has not completely subsided. ...are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Ning Huaijin closed her eyes subconsciously when he approached, shook her head upon hearing this, then tugged at Ning Yan's hand, and said, "Come up to sleep."

Ning Yan paused for a moment, and didn't show any politeness to him. He tore off the thin blanket and threw it at the end of the bed, took off his outer shirt, and actually got on the bed, lying on the inside of the bed.

Ning Yan carefully avoided Ning Huaijin's wound, gently wrapped his arms around his waist, and moved a little closer to him.

When they were in Xinyang Mansion earlier, the two of them were already used to sharing the same bed, so Ning Huaijin didn't feel it was wrong and let him hug her obediently.

"Has Huaijin had a hard time these few days?" Ning Yan asked.

"It's okay." Ning Huaijin coughed dryly, and said, "It's lucky that I didn't meet any wild beasts in the mountains. Although there wasn't enough dry food for the next few days, fortunately I killed a few pheasants and hares, and I didn't feel hungry."

"Who wants to listen to this." Ning Yan said softly: "Meng Changxun has already come to tell me back, not only told you all about the situation in the mountains these days, but also said that you set up a trap with him to arrest you." Careful things—such a thing happened in the army, it is really dangerous and dangerous, I broke out in a cold sweat when I heard it, but luckily you are fine, otherwise I really..."

Ning Yan pursed her lips, but didn't say the second half of the sentence.

Ning Huaijin slightly turned her head to look at him, leaned over with difficulty, rubbed the back of his hand with her intact hand, and talked for comfort.

"When I was ambushed by Feng Yuan at first, I didn't realize that there was a secret operation in the army, so I thought I had leaked the news." Ning Huaijin said: "Later, I led the army to hide in Jiuhua Mountain, but I couldn't escape the pursuers a few days ago. , always as soon as they rest, Feng Yuan's people will follow. It wasn't until this time that I realized that the situation was different, so I took people into the deep mountain."

"Fortunately, the message was not sent in time in the deep mountains...or maybe Feng Yuan was afraid of arousing my suspicion. In short, in the next few days, the pursuers will gradually decrease, and we can take a breath." Ning Huaijin continued: "By then , I am sure that there are indeed meticulous operations in our army."

"That's why Huaijin set up a trap to lure him out to kill him." Ning Yan propped himself up with his forearm, leaned over to hold Ning Huaijin's injured hand, rubbed it in the palm of his hand, and said in a low voice: "...If you don't tell me I can't remember it, then the villain can be killed for ten miles, and you still want to use your body as bait to add wounds for nothing."

"Not everyone can be killed at once." Ning Huaijin sighed: "I have to ask him clearly about some things, otherwise I can't feel at ease."

"I know." Ning Yan said: "...so I didn't ask Qin Liu to kill Feng Yuan."

As Ning Yan spoke, he moved closer, lowered his voice slightly, and said softly: "The method of assassination is always disgraceful. It doesn't matter if Huai Jin loses to him on the battlefield this time. Write down this account for now, and he will definitely be punished in the future." On the battlefield, return it with dignity."

Ning Huaijin was startled by the bit of hatred that leaked out of Ning Yan's words. He subconsciously looked at Ning Yan, for fear of seeing some ferocious malice on the other's face.

Fortunately, Ning Yan was much calmer than he imagined. The young man with a delicate face just lowered his eyes slightly, his eyelashes trembling, and lowered his head to kiss Ning Huaijin's hand.

"...You don't even know." Ning Yan said, "I've never been so scared before."

"On the way back, I was still thinking, when you came back from Anqing Mansion, you were afraid that I would be harmed by Ruan Yin, and you were so scared along the way." Ning Yan said with a wry smile, and said: "Thinking about it, I feel sad and happy at the same time.”

"What?" Ning Huaijin asked.

"I'm sad because I don't feel comfortable being so frightened, and I'm happy because—" Ning Yan paused for a moment, licked his lips, and then said, "Because I put myself in the shoes of others, and I feel that you have me in your heart."

Ning Huaijin almost laughed angrily at him.

He blamed himself and felt annoyed at the time, wishing he could replace him with his own body, and Ning Yan couldn't see it all. It was only at this time that the young majesty said "I have him in my heart".

Ning Huaijin was not very happy at once, she took her hand out of Ning Yan's hand, and said lightly: "Little heartless."

Ning Yan was happy to be trained, and said with a smile: "Uncle Huang is right, let me say a few more words."

With such a fairy attitude, Ning Huaijin's temper was worn out by him, and Ning Huaijin never had the heart to say anything serious to him, so she could only pull the topic away abruptly, saying: "Cheng Yuan said you don't sleep I've been running non-stop for a few days, don't hurry up and rest, you still have time to argue with me."

"Before I was tired, tired and sleepy, and dizzy." Ning Yan half supported her body, tilted her head and smiled, "But when I saw Huai Jin later, I felt relaxed and didn't feel tired."

"That's just right." Ning Huaijin closed her eyes slightly, and teased, "If Your Majesty is lazy in the future and doesn't want to read the papers, I don't have to coax and persuade you. I will move the cabinet documents to Your Majesty and let you Watch me and it's over."

"That's a good relationship." Ning Yan clapped his hands with a smile, and said, "Huaijin can't just talk about it. When I return to Beijing, I have to ask someone to carry your cabinet desk to the upper study."

Only then did Ning Huaijin realize that she had dug a hole for herself to jump into, she couldn't help being a little annoyed, she shook off half of the quilt and pulled Ning Yan in together, annoyed: "Go to sleep!"