v2 Chapter 1307： Listen to the ear, intoxicate the heart
"Damn it, let them escape."
The woman in purple stomped her feet resentfully, holding her stomach full of sulking.
"Where did the reckless come from? How dare you ignore the rules set by the master and break into the hot spring pool to make trouble."
The woman in pink was puzzled and secretly guessed the origin of the two.
"Forget it, let them go."
The master in the two populations, the woman in white glanced thoughtfully in the direction of the barracks.
The beautiful face flashed in front of my eyes just now, and the soft voice overflowed from the corners of the lips, interrupting the croaking of the two apprentices.
"Master, those two stinky men have washed the hot spring water dirty, let's change to another place."
The woman in purple was irritable and irritable. She glanced at the spring pool in disgust, full of hostility.
"Also."
The woman in white nodded, turned around gracefully, and flew out of the barrier with the two apprentices.
*
"Ah Choo!"
In the tent of the barracks, Qing Yuan was wrapped in a thick quilt and sneezing non-stop, her body shivering as if shaking from the cold.
Wrapped in a bath towel, blowing the biting cold wind, he escaped from the hot spring pool. His seemingly weak body showed signs of being infected with the wind and cold and fever.
"Drink a bowl of decoction to dispel the cold, force the cold away, sleep, and you will be fine tomorrow."
Mu Fan is proficient in medicine, personally boiled a decoction for him to prevent wind and cold, and brought the medicine bowl in front of him.
"so bitter."
Qing Yuan held back his breath and drank the concoction, the bitter juice permeated between his lips and teeth, his handsome face almost twisted into twists when he vomited.
It's not like he's really weak and doesn't want to take his medicine.
Acting so realistically, but also to be injured, but also to drink medicine, he really felt aggrieved.
"Pear blossom ointment water, do you want to drink it?"
Mu Fan glanced at his aggrieved appearance, and suddenly let out a slight laugh from his throat.
The low and sweet laughter, like mellow wine, is in the ears, intoxicating.
"drink."
Qingyuan's heart warmed, and she nodded her head simply, waiting for the sweet pear blossom ointment to dilute the bitterness between her lips and teeth.
"How old is he, like a child, he likes to drink sweet water."
The corners of Mu Fan's lips hooked slightly, and when he took out the only bottle of pear blossom ointment from the storage ring, a pink and lovely little spirit peach appeared involuntarily in front of his eyes.
Where did the little guy go?
I haven't seen it since the duel on the stage of life and death. I don't know if it found its mother?
Thinking in his heart, his subordinates kept moving, skillfully made a cup of warm pear blossom ointment, and handed it to Qing Yuan.
"Thanks."
Qing Yuan took the water glass, gulped it down in one gulp, narrowed her eyes comfortably, still feeling unfulfilled.
"sleep early."
Mu Fan took the empty water glass and told him carefully: "After drinking the medicine, you will sweat at night, call me when you are thirsty, and I will pour water for you."
"Hey, good."
Thinking of continuing to pretend to be sick, Qing Yuan lowered her head limply, hugged the quilt and wailed, and fell on the bed.
Mu Fan curled his lips into a smile, put out the candle with a flick of his finger, lay down with his clothes on, pulled the quilt over him, and closed his eyes safely.
Xu was because he was thinking about the young man, he didn't sleep well, and kept paying attention to the movement around him.
*
Sleeping until midnight, he seemed to hear painful sleep talking in his ears, he suddenly woke up, and stretched out his hand to touch Qingyuan's forehead.
His palms were hot, and his forehead was covered with sweat.
I have a fever.
His heart trembled, he lifted the quilt and lifted his legs out of bed.
Poured a cup of lukewarm water, sat up with Qing Yuan in his arms, stuffed the fever-reducing pills he had prepared in advance into his mouth, and took it with warm water.
Qing Yuan obediently let him manipulate, swallowed the pill docilely, and fell limply in his arms.
His hot skin was close to his heart, and he could still feel the scorching heat through his clothes.
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The woman in purple stomped her feet resentfully, holding her stomach full of sulking.
"Where did the reckless come from? How dare you ignore the rules set by the master and break into the hot spring pool to make trouble."
The woman in pink was puzzled and secretly guessed the origin of the two.
"Forget it, let them go."
The master in the two populations, the woman in white glanced thoughtfully in the direction of the barracks.
The beautiful face flashed in front of my eyes just now, and the soft voice overflowed from the corners of the lips, interrupting the croaking of the two apprentices.
"Master, those two stinky men have washed the hot spring water dirty, let's change to another place."
The woman in purple was irritable and irritable. She glanced at the spring pool in disgust, full of hostility.
"Also."
The woman in white nodded, turned around gracefully, and flew out of the barrier with the two apprentices.
*
"Ah Choo!"
In the tent of the barracks, Qing Yuan was wrapped in a thick quilt and sneezing non-stop, her body shivering as if shaking from the cold.
Wrapped in a bath towel, blowing the biting cold wind, he escaped from the hot spring pool. His seemingly weak body showed signs of being infected with the wind and cold and fever.
"Drink a bowl of decoction to dispel the cold, force the cold away, sleep, and you will be fine tomorrow."
Mu Fan is proficient in medicine, personally boiled a decoction for him to prevent wind and cold, and brought the medicine bowl in front of him.
"so bitter."
Qing Yuan held back his breath and drank the concoction, the bitter juice permeated between his lips and teeth, his handsome face almost twisted into twists when he vomited.
It's not like he's really weak and doesn't want to take his medicine.
Acting so realistically, but also to be injured, but also to drink medicine, he really felt aggrieved.
"Pear blossom ointment water, do you want to drink it?"
Mu Fan glanced at his aggrieved appearance, and suddenly let out a slight laugh from his throat.
The low and sweet laughter, like mellow wine, is in the ears, intoxicating.
"drink."
Qingyuan's heart warmed, and she nodded her head simply, waiting for the sweet pear blossom ointment to dilute the bitterness between her lips and teeth.
"How old is he, like a child, he likes to drink sweet water."
The corners of Mu Fan's lips hooked slightly, and when he took out the only bottle of pear blossom ointment from the storage ring, a pink and lovely little spirit peach appeared involuntarily in front of his eyes.
Where did the little guy go?
I haven't seen it since the duel on the stage of life and death. I don't know if it found its mother?
Thinking in his heart, his subordinates kept moving, skillfully made a cup of warm pear blossom ointment, and handed it to Qing Yuan.
"Thanks."
Qing Yuan took the water glass, gulped it down in one gulp, narrowed her eyes comfortably, still feeling unfulfilled.
"sleep early."
Mu Fan took the empty water glass and told him carefully: "After drinking the medicine, you will sweat at night, call me when you are thirsty, and I will pour water for you."
"Hey, good."
Thinking of continuing to pretend to be sick, Qing Yuan lowered her head limply, hugged the quilt and wailed, and fell on the bed.
Mu Fan curled his lips into a smile, put out the candle with a flick of his finger, lay down with his clothes on, pulled the quilt over him, and closed his eyes safely.
Xu was because he was thinking about the young man, he didn't sleep well, and kept paying attention to the movement around him.
*
Sleeping until midnight, he seemed to hear painful sleep talking in his ears, he suddenly woke up, and stretched out his hand to touch Qingyuan's forehead.
His palms were hot, and his forehead was covered with sweat.
I have a fever.
His heart trembled, he lifted the quilt and lifted his legs out of bed.
Poured a cup of lukewarm water, sat up with Qing Yuan in his arms, stuffed the fever-reducing pills he had prepared in advance into his mouth, and took it with warm water.
Qing Yuan obediently let him manipulate, swallowed the pill docilely, and fell limply in his arms.
His hot skin was close to his heart, and he could still feel the scorching heat through his clothes.
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