Can I have a kiss after transforming? [Quick Transmigration]

Beidi won the first battle.

When the prince came out of the mist, all the generals and military advisers cried like children.

But Xiaobai can never get out.

Feng Shao sat on the stone table in the palace, looking at the fallen leaves in the courtyard, his eyes were obviously not focused.

General Jia squatted in the distance, and sighed from the bottom of his heart: "When did you say that Wang Ye is a head like this?"

The military division shook his head: "No, no, no, it's hard to say."

General B: "It's not a problem if things go on like this, you should think of a way to come out!"

The military adviser was silent for a while, and said: "Most recently, a business route with Beidi has just been opened. Why don't you ask the prince to take a look, and it's also good to relax."

"makes sense."

"Then what are you waiting for, tell the prince now!"

"Wait, just go and talk like this, the prince may not be willing to go."

"Then what do you say?"

......

Since Beidi's regime changed and the third prince came to power, the northern border has ushered in unprecedented stability.

One reason is that Beidi's vitality was seriously injured, and he couldn't even take care of himself, let alone invade the northern border.Secondly, the prince and the third prince of Beidi signed a contract, which can guarantee a hundred years of peace between the two parties, and open up business routes, and the people's lives will flourish day by day.

In such a big environment, the soldiers who had been desperately defending the country in the northern border finally had their hardships and rewards, and began to think about their small life seriously, rolling up their sleeves and working hard.

In the palace, everyone was still persuading the prince to move his nest and go out to relax.

"Leave the business route to the military adviser, and I don't have to travel by myself." Feng Shao frowned.

"No way!" Before the military adviser could finish the first word, the general A said, "It's not easy for the military adviser to have a sweetheart. If he comes and goes, he won't be able to marry a wife!"

military adviser:"......"

The military division had no choice but to admit, "Yes."

Feng Shao looked at General B.

General B proficiently brought out his own reasons: "My lord, my wife is still pregnant. We went out to fight when the eldest child was born, and I didn't have time to accompany it. Shouldn't the second child be taken care of at home?"

Feng Shao paused, then turned his head again.

General A immediately said fluently: "My lord, my wife and I also plan to have another one."

Feng Shao: "..."

He was the only bachelor in the room, His Royal Highness was silent for a moment, and could only nod slowly.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

----

Compared with the comfort of the northern border, Beidi is much more difficult.

The three princes of Beidi have just quelled the wars among the nobles, big and small, and they are still in the stage of a thousand wastes. Under the smoke of gunpowder, there are poor people, either farming or building. Although life is hard, they are full of hope for a future without brutal nobles.

As Fengshao headed north, more Beidi people could be seen on both sides of the commercial road.

These people are all yellow and thin, and their clothes are ragged. They have squeezed out the brilliance in their eyes by living under the aristocrats. Now they are suddenly free, but they seem a little at a loss.

But Beidi has a lot of waste to do, as long as he is willing to live, he will definitely find his own place.

Feng Shao rode on Chasing Wind, and led the team to Beidi King's Capital in a leisurely manner, checking the situation of the trade routes by the way.

The sky was getting dark, and everyone found a place to set up camp and prepare to sleep in the open.

The flames rose with cooking smoke, and the smell of food floated around, attracting the scattered people around.

Some of these people are nearby villagers, and some are refugees who escaped from the hands of many nobles. The number is not large, but it can be regarded as a small group.

Seeing that the team had horses and knives, and looked like a soldier, the common people only dared to watch from a distance, and no one approached.

Feng Shao kept a cold face as usual, his eyes swept over the common people.

Suddenly, he saw something, his pupils shrank violently, and he stared at a thin figure in the group of refugees not far away.

"My lord?" Sensing his strangeness, a guard stepped forward to ask.

"Cook some porridge and give them water." Feng Shao didn't turn his head, leaving this sentence behind, he raised his sword and walked towards the five or six refugees gathered in one place.

These five or six people were of different ages and appearances, and they didn't seem to be very familiar with each other. They probably just met along the way and went north together to discuss life.

Seeing the man in black approaching with a sword in hand, his aura was like a god of death, everyone couldn't help shaking, and took a few steps back.

The man went straight to one of the thin teenagers. He couldn't see his expression, but his muscles were tense, as if he was a little nervous.

noob......

Feng Shao closed his eyes, looked at the dirty, thin and ragged young man in front of him, who was obviously a little panicked, and slowly leaned over and squatted down, his tone was unprecedentedly gentle:

"What's your name?"

"I...my name is Ye Lin."

The young man was so thin that it made people feel distressed, his bare-exposed feet were covered with scars, he may have traveled a long distance, his small face was dirty and weak and pale, but his pair of beautiful eyes were extremely bright, swaying straight into people's hearts.

The moment Feng Shao saw him, he knew that this boy was his Xiaobai.

There was no reason and no proof, but he knew very clearly in his mind that the young man in front of him was the one who haunted him.

He's going to take him back.

Never let go.

----

The guard who was cooking the porridge watched his lord carry a dirty boy back to the account, and dropped the iron spoon into the pot with a plop.

The colleague on the side looked at him with the same shock written all over his face.

Not long after, the prince in the tent sent an order——

Ask for hot water.

want!hot!water!

The guard's expression was complicated, and he looked at his master with a chapped expression.

I didn't expect the prince to be such a prince!

That boy still has injuries on his feet!

Can't we get it fed first and then...? !

What a special beast!

Feng Shao looked over coldly.

The guard put down the water immediately, and got out of the way.

"Hey, does it still hurt?" The prince's expression was gentle and his voice was very soft.

The young man shook his head.

His left arm was slightly dislocated, and the journey was extremely difficult.Feng Shao saw his wounded hand hanging by his side at a glance, and straightened the bone as soon as he brought him back.

The young man was used to suffering, and his face was pale during the period, but he never cried out for pain.

Feng Shao felt sorry for him and felt distressed. After cleaning up for him, he changed into his own clothes and started to deal with the boy's foot injury.

Ye Lin had never been treated like this before, and he was at a loss, as if he was about to cry.

Feng Shao hugged and coaxed a few words, then calmly changed the topic to the boy's life experience, while listening to his clear voice, carefully applying the ointment.

Ye Lin started to talk in detail.

He was originally a commoner in the northern border, and was captured by the nobles as a slave since he was a child. He can't remember the original events clearly, but he only vaguely knows that the village is gone, and his parents and relatives are gone.

Many people were arrested together with him. He was young at the time, but fortunately he was taken care of by an old man in the same tent, and he grew up stumbling among slaves.

The old man looked ordinary, but he knew medical skills. With all his skills, he made a living under the hands of the brutal nobles. He not only supported the two of them, but also taught Ye Lin all his medical skills.

But in Beidi, the witch doctor is the right way. This kind of ordinary doctor has a low status, and the master and apprentice can barely make ends meet.

The old man was getting old, and he went back to the west before he could pay the nobles, leaving Ye Lin alone to recover his freedom.

The young man went north all the way alone, and suffered a lot during the period, his feet were worn out, and he suffered from hunger and hunger.Today, my left arm is still dislocated, and the pain is unbearable. I don't know if I can make it to the capital alive.

Feng Shao bandaged the wound and carried him to the couch.

"Do you know medical skills?" His Royal Highness moved very lightly.

Speaking of what he is good at, the boy nodded with bright eyes.

Feng Shao's expression was gentle, and he asked him casually: "What will happen?"

If you have some foundation, you can send the doctor of the royal family to teach you in the future, so that the little guy can manage the injuries in a proper way, and stay by his side with peace of mind, so as not to be hugged and frightened like today.

Ye Lin counted with his fingers: "External injuries, old diseases, hidden injuries, internal troubles, detoxification, Gu worms, fertility, tire slippage, failure to lift... probably all of these."

Feng Shao: "..."

The prince noticed something was wrong.

What kind of doctor has such a wide range of business, and can treat both Gu insects and non-exercises?

He calmly asked, "Who is your master?"

"Master never told me about the past. I only know that he used to be called Gong Qingzi. No one has recognized him since he came to the north."

The young man looked blankly, looking at himself with a thin face.

Feng Shao: "..."

Gong Qingzi, a famous doctor in the Central Plains, no one knows his whereabouts after he retired.

Unexpectedly, he died in Beidi in the end.

Now the direct disciple of the famous doctor is sitting on his couch, huddled and at a loss, like a frightened little animal.

Really... I found a treasure!

His Royal Highness softened his expression, and ordered the guards to bring him some nutrient-dense food, carefully fed him, and then coaxed the sleepy little guy to sleep.

----

Ever since the prince brought the boy back to the tent, there has been an extra member in the team.

This young man is fair and good-looking, and he also understands medical principles. He is indeed a talent.

It's a pity that my prince doesn't know how to restrain himself, he rides the same horse with people during the day, sleeps in the same couch with people in his arms at night, even wants to eat and walk himself, and always wants to bring the boy by his side.

The guard is worried.

How can this go on like this!

What's more, he has a thin and weak body!

The personal guard was heartbroken and looked at Ye Lin with sympathy.

Ye Lin:?

Feng Shao put on his outer robe, walked out from inside, put his cloak on the boy, and told him softly:

"The weather has not yet warmed up, so be careful to catch the cold."

The personal guard looked at the prince's inner coat, prince's outer robe, and prince's cloak that were covered in black on the young man's body, and covered his face.

Simply invisible.

What do you call this!

Fortunately, the prince is quite conscientious. After arriving in the capital of Beidi, he immediately started to buy clothes and supplies for the boy, and even accompanied him to go shopping for a whole day.

Seeing the two figures, one black and one white, coming back side by side under the twilight, the guard finally calmed down quietly.

That's right!

The sweetheart has to be pampered well!

I really can't learn like the prince before!

This trip to Beidi had a remarkable effect. Not only was he relieved, but his prince even brought back a big baby. He was in such a good mood that even the ice aura all over his body faded.

This big baby is well-behaved and handsome, and he is also a famous doctor. He cured the old disease of the veteran in the army in a short time. His medical skills are superb, and now the whole palace regards him as a baby.

It's just that the prince is watching too closely.

Every day, I have to gently coax her to eat, saying that she is too thin and needs to be brought back.

I have to bring people into the study every day, saying that only by teaching by hand can I write good characters.

She has to sleep in the same bed every day, but fortunately she was stopped by the housekeeper of the palace, and now lives in two adjacent rooms in the same courtyard.

Before Tianhan froze his hands, the prince went to hunt fox furs to make fur clothes himself.

His leg was worn out while riding a horse before, and the prince sent a letter back to Beijing to ask the imperial doctor for the best medicine.

Even if he stumbled while walking, the prince would carry him back to the house to check carefully.

Good guy!

Is this really my prince? !

What was it that was so cold and just in a daze all day before?

The old butler of the palace looked at the backs of the two entering the room, and sighed with relief: "Our prince has grown up."

It's hard to say that the prince has not grown up, but Ye Lin has really grown up, and today he is the crown.

The palace was bustling with activity early in the morning, under the direction of the old housekeeper, it was celebrating the little miracle doctor's birthday.

Most of the people in the whole house were rough men, they took the initiative to sit in the table after presenting the gifts, got very drunk, and lay all over the floor in the front hall, you hugged my head and I hugged your feet and fell asleep.

Ye Lin was watched closely by Feng Shao, so he didn't drink too much, and his eyes were shining when he carried him back to the house.

His Royal Highness leaned over to look at him: "Drunk?"

The boy shook his head obediently, his hair rubbed against the back of the prince's hand, soft and itchy, as if a kitten was scratching his heart.

A little drunk, but not quite drunk.

Feng Shao rubbed his little face with a smile: "Today and Guan, I'll take the words for you, okay?"

Men's [-] crowns and characters were usually taken by respected elders or teachers before, but in Daliang, it is prosperous that the father or the person closest to him takes the characters, which represents a special blessing.

The little guy has no father or mother, and his master has passed away, so he should be the one to pick up the characters.

After hearing the words, Ye Lin raised his head and asked him cautiously: "Does the lord want to adopt me as a foster son?"

Feng Shao: "..."

Feng Shao paused every word: "I want to marry you as my princess!"

----

That night, because of the prince's words, Ye Lin lost sleep.

The boy tossed and turned in Feng Shao's arms, both happy and worried.

I am so happy that the prince is also pleased with himself, he can't help feeling that everything in the world is sweet, and his heart is beating non-stop.

Worried that if the emperor learns that the prince loves a peasant from the countryside, he will cut himself off in a fit of anger, and he will never see the prince again.

The little genius doctor couldn't sleep, and the little genius doctor was very worried.

Nephrite jade is warm and fragrant in his arms, turning around will inevitably rub against some places that shouldn't be rubbed, Feng Shao couldn't bear it, turned over and pinned him down, and didn't fall asleep until dawn.

On the second day, when Ye Lin opened his eyes at the top of the pole, the eunuch passing the decree stepped into the gate of the palace.

Without changing his face, Feng Shao accepted the imperial decree of bestowing marriage, and personally sent the chief executive out.

"Silly?"

When Ye Lin came back to his senses, his hand was tightly held by the prince.

"The emperor... When did the emperor know?" The little doctor was so nervous that he almost bit his tongue.

"I knew it a long time ago." Feng Shao's tone was gentle, "When I wrote a letter to ask the imperial doctor for medicine, I told him."

"Then...then we..." Ye Lin's voice was very soft.

"It's time for us to go back to Beijing to get married." Feng Shao smiled handsomely and charmingly.

He held the boy's hand firmly, vowing that he would never let go this time.