Need for medical concubine: The king of war can read my mind and spoil me to the bone

Chapter 193 Going to the Barracks

Long Chengye pulled out his long sword "shua", and was about to strike at the big white goose.

The big white goose was also frightened, turned around and ran away with a "quack quack".

Long Chengye looked at the figure of the big white goose fleeing in a panic, and asked: "This king will kill it for you when I come back tonight. Now, you go to the barracks with me first."

"What are you doing in the military camp?" Mu Qingyan asked.

"General Xia, the deputy general of Yuan Ce's army, was seriously injured, go and see if he can be cured." Long Chengye said truthfully.

"Okay, just wait for me." Mu Qingyan turned around and ran into the inner room.

She has to bring a medical bag. Although the medical equipment is in the space and there is no need for a medical bag, if she takes things out of the space rashly, it will definitely arouse suspicion.

Therefore, Mu Qingyan asked Lu'er to sew a medical bag before.

At this time, Duan Qingxiao and Wei Yu ran in.

Duan Qingxiao saw Long Chengye standing in the yard, looking at the gate of Lingyu Pavilion's inner hall, feeling a little curious.

"My lord, General Xia's right arm was cut off by Tian Yong of the Huben Army, and now he is in danger. When will my lord take Dr. Tang to treat General Xia? My subordinates are afraid that General Xia will not be able to hold on."

Duan Qingxiao wondered, King Ling always took good care of his opponents, why didn't he immediately order to deal with Xia Zhuliang when he heard the news of Xia Zhuliang's serious injury today?

Long Chengye looked calm: "Don't worry, I will find someone with excellent medical skills to treat General Xia's injuries."

At this time, Mu Qingyan quickly walked out from the inside with the medicine box on her shoulders.

Duan Qingxiao couldn't help being stunned when he saw Mu Qingyan.

When did Ling Wangfu invite such a beautiful female doctor?

Long Chengye stepped forward quickly, grabbed her hand, and walked outside.

Seeing this scene, Duan Qingxiao was even more confused, and subconsciously looked back at Wei Yu.

Wei Yu pointed to Mu Qingyan: "Princess Wangfei."

"Oh!" Duan Qingxiao suddenly realized, and suddenly felt strange, hurriedly caught up with Wei Yu, and asked in a low voice: "Is the princess good at medicine? Why is General Xia injured, and the prince is going to take the lady?"

Wei Yu nodded: "Knowledge in medicine. Before in the palace, he even saved Princess Mingyu."

"Thank God, the concubine is so skilled in medicine, General Xia will be saved." Duan Qingxiao hurriedly clasped his hands together, thanking the heavens non-stop.

At this moment, Long Chengye had already brought Mu Qingyan to the side of Baima Zhuifeng.

Mu Qingyan looked at the steed that was not much shorter than her, frowned and said: "My lord, I don't know how to ride a horse."

"It's okay." Long Chengye stretched out his hand to pinch Mu Qingyan's slender waist, lifted her up, and put her on the horse's back.

Mu Qingyan was caught off guard, startled, and quickly grabbed the horse's reins.

"My lord, I have never ridden before, so I am afraid of falling..."

Just as he was talking, Long Chengye turned around beautifully, and he had already jumped on the horse and sat behind her.

Long Chengye wrapped his ape arm around her waist, grabbed the rein and lifted it violently, and at the same time clamped his legs against the horse's belly.

With a "neighing" sound, Zhuifeng spread his hooves and ran forward.

"Wei Yu, take Tang You and go to the barracks to help."

When Long Chengye's voice fell to the ground, Zhuifeng had already run 20 meters away.

Zhuifeng ran too fast, because of inertia, Mu Qingyan's whole body leaned back.

Her back was tightly pressed against Long Chengye's chest, and she could almost feel the strong heartbeat and heat in Long Chengye's chest.

Long Chengye behind him felt that a soft body in front of him was tightly thrown into his arms, and her temple hair was blown to pieces by the wind, and it fell softly on Long Chengye's face, chin, and neck. It was itchy and crisp, making Long Chengye's heart itch unbearably.

(End of this chapter)