"Ah, I almost forgot." Leng Yetong rubbed his head, stuck out his tongue, and said a little embarrassedly, then took two steps forward, bypassing Long Qin, and clasped Leng Yeran's bag with one hand. Maimen, frowning, said lightly, "Your situation is very bad, if it goes on like this, it's not far from death, let's talk, what's going on?" After that, he stopped and took two steps back. , quietly stood there waiting for Leng Yeran's answer.
"The military doctor said that at the beginning, it was only occasional cold. Later, because he didn't get good medical treatment and good rest, it gradually deteriorated, and it has become a field like today. Cough, cough!!" Leng Yeran smiled palely. , the voice was a little weak, and he coughed twice, a fishy sweetness came up in his throat, he frowned, and suppressed the discomfort.
"The county master, this subordinate was rude just now, and I asked the prince, the county master to forgive me." Long Qin knelt down, cupped his hands, begging for the sin, then raised his eyes to look at her, and said pleadingly, "The county master, please save me. Save the general, at this time, the general cannot fall."
"Let them go first, because I need someone to help me run errands and buy medicinal materials." Leng Yetong raised his hand to signal Long Qin to get up first, then raised his finger to Zimo and Xiyue. He smiled helplessly and said, "You don't have to be so cautious, right? They are just here to see my brother, so they are tied up like this. It takes time, the emperor, and they are not even getting a guillotine."
"The county master, this subordinate is also cautious." Long Qin scratched his head a little embarrassedly, got up, stepped forward and sent the iron ropes on the two people away, and said lightly, "Now the situation of the general must be something. Many people want to take this opportunity to be detrimental to the general, so the subordinates have to be cautious. If something goes wrong with the general at this time, then it will not only be related to the general himself, but also related to Tianfeng and Persia. The friendship between the two countries, so the subordinates have to be so cautious."
"I didn't say anything to you, forget it, go and find me a pen, ink, paper and inkstone first." Leng Yetong pouted and said lightly. After that, he came back with the pen and ink, placed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, walked over, saluted, and said respectfully, "The county master, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are ready."
"Yeah." Leng Yetong responded lightly, then lifted her skirt and walked to the front of the table, raised her hand and picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote delicate handwriting on the snow-white site. Then he put down the pen, picked up the rice paper, blew the ink on it, handed the paper to Xiyue, and said lightly, "Follow this recipe to get all the herbs you need, don't be too lazy, Don't overdo it, you can't replace it with any other herbs, understand?"
"Yes, Master." Xiyue took Fang Zi over, put it up carefully, then saluted and turned to leave the room.
"Zimo, go get a chicken, you want it to live, hen." Leng Yetong thought for a while, then instructed lightly, "It's best to be wild, if there is no wild, domestic ones are fine. But it has to be a hen, you know?"
"Yes, Master, this subordinate understands." Zi Mo took the order and said respectfully, then got up and left the room.
"Master, why do you want these things?" Long Qin frowned, looked at her with some confusion, and asked suspiciously, "My subordinates can understand the medicinal herbs, but why do you want a hen? What's so special about it? use?"