Dressed as a high-risk occupation

"Shen Yan? Is it Miss Yu's son?"

"The prince said that the holy plate was given to Shen Yan. Since the jade plate fell out of him, it must be!"

Jiang Wen'an wasn't sure about their attitudes, so he just stared carefully at the expressions on their faces, and didn't reply right away.

At the end of the crowd came the warm young master wearing a blue dress, who was gentle and gentle: "Don't be afraid, the person who owns the holy plate has the blessing of the holy spirit of our Lan clan. Will do everything I can to help you.”

Jiang Wen'an was vigilant, and didn't dare to fully believe his words, but the injury on Yanyan's arm could not delay it now.

He nodded and said, "I am Shen Yan. You said you could help me, but is it true?"

Even if there is any problem, it is only directed at him.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the people who surrounded them with fierce spirits changed slightly.

It was just this group of soldiers who sneaked into their camp and set fire to their tents and food. Unexpectedly, two soldiers quarreled and exposed it. Most of the group was wiped out on the spot, and only a few escaped. One of the cunning soldiers is the one lying behind "Shen Yan" now.

However, he has already been bitten by the spirit snake raised by the Lan clan, and if he does not die, he will lose an arm.

It's just that if he meets a person favored by the Holy Spirit, if he insists on protecting this soldier, then they can't do anything anymore.

The young man in blue smiled slightly and said, "Of course it's true."

Jiang Wen'an only called the little guy his friend, and asked the Lan people to let him go, and asked for an antidote.

"It is said that the Lan clan is the most powerful in detoxifying poison. I would like to exchange this jade plate for the medicine that can detoxify his body."

"The Holy Plate can only be used once. If you are sure to use it, you need to hand over the Holy Plate to us and take it back to the Holy Spirit to continue enshrining. Have you thought about it?"

"Think it over, I'm sure." Jiang Wen'an didn't hesitate.

Now, the most important thing to him is Zai Zai.

Yanyan's life is still very long, and there are still many good things to do. He should be perfect and cannot lose his arm.

The young man in blue didn't say anything, just took out a small kit from his lapel.

The original leader held his hand, "Are you crazy?! How could it be so easy..."

"Shut up. Seeing the holy plate is like seeing the Holy Spirit, so naturally he should be let go." He handed the kit to Jiang Wen'an, "It's just that you won't be so lucky next time."

"This……"

Lan Yi seemed to be able to predict what Jiang Wen'an was going to say, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, he won't die yet, just boil it up for him to drink, and he'll be alive and kicking tomorrow."

He carefully put away the jade plate and retreated with a group of people.

What Jiang Wen'an didn't hear was that the young man in blue looked back while walking, his eyes fell on Shen Yan who was lying on the ground, and he smiled suddenly: "He should thank me."

The people around looked at each other in blank dismay, no one understood the meaning of his words.

They all thought that what Lanyi gave Jiang Wenan was just a pill that could detoxify the snake.In fact, even the members of the Lan clan may not have seen Chen Ying, and they would never have thought that he would so easily hand over such a precious Chen Ying to this person who met for the first time, even if this person had a holy plate.

But Jiang Wen'an opened the bag and found a withered flower inside. He thought he had been cheated, but when he took it out and looked carefully, he found that the flower seemed to be alive under the moonlight, and it emitted There was a blood-red light.

Dust Poppy?

Jiang Wen'an remembered what Yanyan had said to him before, that dust poppies were indeed a life-saving medicine.

There is also a prescription in the kit, which contains the usage method and precautions of Chenying.

The closest hiding place to them was only a cave, and he spread grass in it, and carried Shen Yan on his back with difficulty.

After Shen Yan settled down, he was worrying about the source of water when he suddenly heard the sound of ding ding dong dong.

Fortunately, he had a tinder with him, so he lit it to check the scene inside the cave.

At first glance, we know that there is a spring in this cave, and the spring water is poured up from the ground, and the ding dong ding dong is the water dripping from the stalactites on the top of the cave.

He broke a piece of Ruo leaves around, crushed the dust poppies with stones, added them to the spring water, and heated them near the fire source.

The current conditions are poor, that's all there is to it.

By the time he boiled the medicine, Shen Yan's lips had turned from pale to purple.

Jiang Wen'an approached Shen Yan with the medicine in both hands, but found it difficult to feed him.

In a hurry, Jiang Wen'an only hesitated for a moment, then took a small sip and put it in his mouth.

He was beside Shen Yan, leaning down to approach him.

The moment the lips were close to each other, Shen Yan frowned slightly.

Jiang Wen'an was about to put the medicine into his mouth, but Shen Yan showed signs of waking up, struggling not to let him feed it.

Jiang Wen'an chased after him and approached him, but was blocked by Shen Yan who hadn't opened his eyes and couldn't touch him.

"Cough, cough..." Jiang Wen'an accidentally swallowed the medicine, and spilled a little of the medicine in his hand.

Shen Yan's lips had already started to turn black.

Jiang Wen'an hurriedly took care of the medicine, almost crying.

"Stinky boy, hurry up and drink!"

"Sir?" Shen Yan muttered weakly.

In a daze, I seemed to hear Mr.'s voice, but I couldn't open my eyes...

"gentlemen……"

"It's me, I'm here, Yanyan, sir is here."

Jiang Wen'an's eyes were red.

He didn't know whether Yanyan could hear the speech at this moment, so he could only beg him almost humbly: "Yanyan, be good, can you take some medicine?"

"I beg you."

Shen Yan didn't move, he knelt beside him almost devoutly, and got closer again.

Chenying was very bitter, bitterer than any traditional Chinese medicine Jiang Wen'an had ever drunk.

Jiang Wen'an looked at his Yanyan, a drop of moisture dripped from his eyes, dotted on the little guy's eyelashes.

Shen Yan's eyelashes moved, and this time he finally didn't refuse him again.

It seems to be the smell of... Mr.

Seeing that he could finally feed it in, Jiang Wen'an's pain finally eased a bit, and he patiently fed it to him mouthful by mouthful.

Shen Yan's chapped lips had gradually become moist, obviously he was drinking a bitter medicine, but he greedily took it as if he was drinking sweet water, chasing the lips that had left him several times and three times. Not long after, Jiang Wen'an posted it again.

Jiang Wen'an kept lowering his body, and was a little tired after feeding him at the end.

When he took the last bite, he dropped the leaf, put his hands on the ground, and bowed his head next to Yanyan's ear.

His mouth is full of bitterness, his Yanyan never likes to take medicine, he must find it very bitter.

But he had no candied fruit with him.

But what he didn't know was that the bitterness of the medicinal liquid was slowly numb in the mouth after a long drought and rain, and after getting used to it, Shen Yan actually felt a little bit of sweetness.

He missed the long-lost familiar light fragrance, and the thoughts and desires he had accumulated for a long time could not hide when he was extremely unconscious.

He ends up sucking almost greedily.

The left hand couldn't be lifted without strength, and the free right hand instinctively climbed to the back of his head, pressing down on Jiang Wen'an.

The liquid medicine in the mouth has been drained, and the little guy is still not satisfied, and wants to stick it in the mouth.

Jiang Wen'an's head was heavy, and his hands couldn't support him and fell on him all at once.

His weight didn't seem to matter to Shen Yan, he didn't feel it, but his fingers kept rubbing against his neck.

He was sure that it was the taste of Mr.

The tip of the slippery tongue touched the white teeth, Jiang Wen'an shivered, and immediately pushed him away.

"Well..." Shen Yan didn't say a word when he was drinking the medicine just now, he was very obedient and weak, but when he pressed his head with astonishing strength, he didn't look like an injured and weak person at all, but now he is pushed so softly by him. He fell down softly, curled up pitifully, and couldn't help murmuring in a low voice: "Sir, sir..."

His pitiful appearance made Jiang Wenan's heart soften all of a sudden, and the strange feeling just now had been forgotten.

He shook his head, this is his Yanyan, the cub she watched and grew up since childhood, what are you talking about?

The most important thing is to be able to feed the medicine and Yanyan can get better.

Thinking of this, he approached again and lay down beside Shen Yan.

Shen Yan was running a fever, and his body couldn't help shaking slightly.

Jiang Wen'an suddenly remembered that Shen Yan also had a high fever three years ago, when he hugged the little guy like this.

The little guy was in a daze from the fever, and all he was calling out was his mother and concubine, but at this moment, he was calling "Sir".

Jiang Wen'an hugged him tightly, pressing his forehead against his hot forehead.

It should be fine when you wake up.

Shen Yan was very tired, because he suddenly saw the totem of the Lan clan when he was about to light the fire, and also because the two soldiers behind him suddenly quarreled over some trivial matter, causing them to be discovered.

At that moment, he got rid of the dilemma, but it was not easy. His companions escorted him out, most of them were shot and killed on the spot, and a few fled around, not knowing what happened at this moment.

He can't die here, my husband is still waiting for him to go back in Yanjing, he wants to go back to see my husband properly.

Relying on firm belief, Shen Yan ran fast all the way, but they released a spirit snake to chase him. When they stabbed with a sword, the spirit snake made a final struggle to complete the master's order and wrapped itself around his arm. He quickly threw the sword to his right hand, penetrated seven inches hard and nailed the spirit snake to the tree.

But he was still bitten.

Before he fell asleep, he seemed to have met a person, and in the hazy smoke, he only felt that the figure of that person looked like Mr.

But it's impossible, Mr. should stay in Yanjing well, how could he appear here.

Finally unable to hold on any longer, he still fell at the man's feet, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and begged him to save himself.

Later...something fell on his lips, and he resisted subconsciously. Even the husband hasn't touched it here, so how can others?

He hid, but suddenly heard Mr.'s voice.

Are you dreaming?

The husband is calling him "Yanyan".

For the past few months, Shen Yansi has been like crazy, but after the fighting became more intense, the communication channels between the front and the rear were blocked, and he couldn't send letters to his husband at all. He could only put the little golden gourd that his husband gave him a few years ago on the In the palm of my hand, I miss Mr. while watching.

In the dream, the husband actually kissed him.

Feeling the scent of Mr. Shen, Shen Yan naturally couldn't help it, it was impossible to refuse, and he just endured it obediently until he became more and more greedy, chasing, and entangled.

Even if it is a dream, he still wants to have fun for a long time.

The effect of the medicine took effect, the originally uncomfortable feeling was relieved a lot, the eyelids were tired, Shen Yan's body was hot and cold, and there was a person who was very warm and was hugging him tightly.

But is it really Mr.

If not sir, then who else?

He couldn't imagine.

Thinking of this, Shen Yan took a step back, left the warm embrace, and slowly opened his eyes.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: 1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 0 not 1! 2; Fanyi Yuejun 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: you are not worthy of 2 bottles of beauty; 1 bottle of heather;

thank you all! !

Hey, one little fafa per person~~(^з^)~~*****

(I don't care, this is Huahua! Hee hee (づωど))