In the simple small courtyard, it is clearly divided into east and west wing rooms.
All the handymen and servants who guard Mr. Xu's family in the frontier live here.
Now this is also the place where the three chefs of the Sheng family army settled down.
At the eastern end is the gentle room.
As the only cook among the cooks of the Sheng family's army, Mr. Xu took extra care of the single room.
At this moment, the door of that room was closed tightly, and there was no sound in it.
There was a knock on the door without haste or slowness, three knocks, and from the familiar tone, Gentle could tell that it was Ren Yue.
"Come in." Through the door, the voice inside the room seemed even weaker.
Ren Yue pushed the door open and entered, only to see Wen Rou sleeping with her clothes on, trying to get up and get out of bed.
"Rou'er, what's the matter with you?" With a pale face and slightly panting breath, Ren Yue's heart sank suddenly, a bad premonition hit his heart, and he quickly walked up to him, pressing the tenderness who was about to get up Back on the bed, he put his hand on her forehead involuntarily.
Hot!
"Rou'er, don't move!" The scorching temperature on his forehead spread to Ren Yue's sense of touch along the cold palm of Ren Yue. This is an obvious fever symptom, she is sick!
The slender and white fingers lightly rest on the gentle and thin wrist, and the weak and messy pulse clearly shows that this is an obvious wind chill!
It's no wonder that the wind and sand in the frontier are so violent that even a newcomer is a little uncomfortable, let alone a weak girl!
I was already thin, but I fell into the water again yesterday, and I was busy eating in the wind in the wet and cold, where was there a moment of rest? !
He said he would dry the clothes after returning, but in the end he just changed his clothes in a hurry, and then threw himself into the busy chef. At first, he was soaked in wet and cold water, and then his head was covered with sweat. Blown by this raging wind, it's no wonder it's not cold!
However, it fell into the water yesterday. It stands to reason that he should have had a fever last night, so why is he so sick that he can't get out of bed now? Could it be that last night...
Ren Yue floated one hand on his gentle wrist. I can't help but carefully recall the various situations since last night...
Last night, Rou'er brought me hot water for bathing as usual, but she was out of breath.
"Look at you panting like you've run a few miles!" Ren Yue jokingly laughed last night!
"A little tired." She smiled softly.
"You're tired like this with a bucket of water? Seeing that you usually kill chickens and cattle, and cook ingredients, you look like a man!" Ren Yue laughed jokingly again.
"I won't tell you anymore, you should take a shower and rest earlier!" Rourou smiled helplessly. Walked out slowly.
Thinking about it this way, he must have been sick when the water was delivered last night!
What a fool I was to not even notice!
Ren Yue suddenly felt that he was very useless, and on weekdays, people could guess what he was up to with just a glance.
Now, such a familiar girl dragged her sick body to boil water and bathe herself, and she just stood in front of her like that, and she didn't even notice it!
correct! Rou'er seemed to have only had a sip of porridge this morning. After cooking at noon, it disappeared... Could it be that the water has not been exhausted...
Thinking of this, Ren Yue felt a sharp pain in his heart!
This weekday carefree, pungent and straightforward girl. He never complained of suffering or tiredness. He came with the army all the way on an expedition, and the cost of eating and drinking was no different from that of the soldiers, and he had to take care of the marching meals! Unexpectedly, this girl who looks weak but has an iron will will actually fall ill!
She is sick!
Ren Yue secretly sighed in his heart!
I have always been used to taking care of her, only seeing her busy back, and her ghostly ideas. But he ignored that she was just a thirteen-year-old girl!
She looks strong, but she is actually softer than she should be!
Girls of this age. Such a slender girl, if not a cook. It must be the little girl next door who is cared for by others. Even if she was not born in an ordinary family, if she was born in a famous family, she should be the kind of boudoir lady who is obsessed with piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and female red embroidery!
But now, this pair of snow-white slender fingers have already firmly held the frying pan and the frying spoon. Amidst the sound of the knife's edge, colorful and different ingredients are vividly displayed. Now follow the northern frontier...
I am used to her strength, but I have overlooked that she is still a weak girl...
"I'm fine, maybe it's because I'm not used to the climate, just lie down for a while and I'll be fine!" Looking at Ren Yue's ecstasy, there seemed to be a twinkle in his eyes, and he comforted softly.
"Fool! You are sick, you have to be obedient, take your medicine, and take a good rest, so that you will get better soon!" Ren Yue responded softly, his expressionless face, which is usually expressionless, is enough to be intoxicated by it. Famous ladies from all the gates in the capital, now their eyes are like a deep pool, with a little soft light, as if the peach blossoms in March fell into the pool water; their thin and charming lips are slightly curved upwards, more like the warm wind in May Passing through the green pool of falling willows; the voice of broken jade in the empty mountains is as clear and moving as the mountains and flowing water on weekdays, but now the soft voice is more like a gurgling stream, oozing into the heart.
"It's really fine, just lie down for a while, I promise, just half an hour, I will sleep for half an hour, and it will be fine when I wake up, I will go and make delicious food for you!" The gentle voice slightly Hoarseness, that is obvious exhaustion and body overdraft, moreover high fever burning.
Living alone at the end of the courtyard, and sick again, presumably just want to drink saliva, no one to pour it!
Hearing the hoarse voice, Ren Yue felt another pain in his heart!
"Your promise doesn't work anymore! You promised yesterday that you won't get sick." Ren Yue's voice was gentle, and he didn't say much more.
The clean white clothes gently moved past the bed, floated to the table, and returned to Gentle with a glass of water.
"Come on, drink your saliva first! I'll go and make some medicine for you, you fool, whoever gets sick, just lie down and heal!" Ren Yue said, gently laying Wenrou on the bed, After covering her with the quilt carefully, she quietly closed the door and exited quickly.
"Hey, Ren San, have you seen Ms. Wen? I haven't seen her for a while! It's time for dinner, and I don't know what delicious food Ms. Wen will make for everyone tonight?" Ren Yue walked out of the yard quickly, just in time Shengyao Mountain.
"Hmph." Ren Yue didn't explain, just snorted coldly.
"Hey, let me tell you. Have you seen Miss Wen? Brother Wang said that she is in the yard and will come over later!" Sheng Yaoshan stretched his neck and looked around. Calling out from time to time: "Miss Wen, Miss Wen!"
"Stop screaming. She's sick! I'm afraid she won't even be able to get out of bed these days! I'll go get some medicine." Ren Yue finished speaking lightly, and disappeared into Sheng Yaoshan's sight without looking back.
"I'm sick... I looked fine yesterday..." Sheng Yaoshan muttered to himself, but his steps didn't stop for a moment.
The door at the end of the small courtyard was tightly closed, Sheng Yaoshan's wide and dark palm was already raised to his chest, and he was about to knock on the door, but he put it down slowly.
Although Ren San's boy is a bit of a girl, he never cheats. Could it be that Miss Wen is really sick? If it is really sick. It's better not to disturb her rest! He must be exhausted. After several days of running around and working hard, let alone a girl, even a strong man is too much for him!
That kid Ren San is proficient in medical skills, he said he was sick, he was absolutely right! Let's wait for him to come back and talk about everything!
On the stove in the small kitchen, the aroma of food gradually came out; in the open space outside the small kitchen, a small pot stood on a small mud stove. The slightly bitter medicinal smell overflowed from it, which was very incongruous with the bursts of food aroma coming from inside.
"Military division, who is sick?" From time to time, soldiers passing by asked curiously.
"Miss Wen." Ren Yue didn't raise his head. Just focus on a cattail fan in your hand.
Beside him, Sheng Yaoshan walked around helplessly like a trapped animal in a cage, and from time to time would anxiously ask: "Are you ready? Why does it take so long to cook the medicine!"
"General Sheng, Miss Wen is ill?" Some soldiers couldn't believe it for a while.
"Go, go, go eat your meal! Gather in the open space after dinner, and capture the tribal leader alive tonight!" Sheng Yaoshan waved impatiently.
"Sheng Yaoshan, I'm here, go to eat quickly, don't delay the military situation! After all, the situation is great! Capture the leaders of the two tribes alive. Only tonight!" Ren Yue said calmly, still without raising his head.
"I'm not hungry! Is the medicine ready? Can you slap like this? How about I slap with you! Let's slap together!" Sheng Yaoshan simply squatted down. He kept looking at the medicine jar under Ren Yue's hands.
"Come on! What do you think decocting medicine is? Then the medicine will be effective when the time is up, and the medicine will be simmered. It can't be fried, and the heart can't be done! You go! Don't get in my eyes here! I watched Disturbed!" Ren Yue's hands were still moving at a steady pace, and there was a slight hint of repulsion in his words.
"No hurry, I can't eat, let them eat first, I'll wait for you to cook the medicine, and then I'll watch Miss Wen drink it." Sheng Yaoshan calmed down a little.
"Follow you!" Ren Yue said lightly.
Not long after, the medicine was decocted, Ren Yue cleared it carefully with gauze, put it into the medicine bowl, and brought another bowl of porridge.
"Ren San, didn't you deliver medicine to Miss Wen? What are you serving porridge for? Could this porridge also be medicine?" Sheng Yaoshan was puzzled.
"Say you're a martial artist, don't talk nonsense if you don't know anything vulgar! How can anyone drink medicine on an empty stomach! It hurts the stomach!" Ren Yue shook his head slightly, and quickly walked into the gentle door with medicine and porridge.
At this moment, Rou Rou fell asleep on the bed drowsily, but she didn't realize that there were already two peerless young masters standing beside her.
"Miss Wen, come on, drink some porridge before going to bed." Ren Yue called softly.
Gently and slowly opened his eyes.
In his blurred vision, he could vaguely discern two figures in front of him, one in white and one in cyan.
"Come on, sit up slowly." Ren Yue put down the tray in his hand, and was about to help Gentle on the bed sideways.
"I'm coming!" Unexpectedly, Sheng Yaoshan quickly stepped forward, firmly lifted Wenrou on the bed, and gently let him lean against his arms.
So comfortable, so wide, so warm embrace!
Wenrou felt dizzy for a while.
Although Ren Yue felt sore and uncomfortable in his heart, Miss Wen was ill after all, everything had to be healed first before settling accounts with Sheng Yaoshan, a martial artist!
The warm spoon was slowly brought to his mouth, and he opened his mouth gently and subconsciously.
Although it is white porridge, it tastes bursts of sweetness.
After a while, half of the porridge was eaten, and all the soup and medicine were finished.
"You guys... hurry up and get busy... don't delay the military situation..." In a daze, Gentle urged intermittently.
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