Dressed as a peasant girl, she pampered the powerful villain

The small attic is Governor Zhang's dormitory. It was only tidied up after he arrived and is usually left unused.

That attic was the attic where General Zhang Jie, now Guotong, lived.

It used to be the exclusive attic of the Zhang family and his son, and they would live there as long as they were stationed at the border. Therefore, when Governor Zhang came to the border, he would also live there, and no one would think twice about it.

But now that he has arranged for a foreign woman to live in a small attic, it is inevitable that people will think too much.

It's a bit like hiding a beauty in a golden house!

I heard that that person was the owner of patent medicines and military supplies. How did such a civilian get involved with Governor Zhang?

It shouldn't be. Governor Zhang doesn't seem to put women around him, and he is still in a military camp. This is somewhat strange.

The more Lieutenant General Ma thought about it, the weirder he felt. He was a cautious person and would not express his thoughts easily. After hearing what Lieutenant General Xu said, he had no choice but to give up and sighed: "Forget it, I'll ask Governor Zhang tomorrow about his actions on Man Yu." What are your plans?"

Lieutenant General Xu nodded: "It snowed early and the roads are closed. If it continues like this, there might be an avalanche. We have to start a war after spring. Let's leave it like this for now. Governor Zhang and General Yue must have other plans. Let’s stabilize the morale of the army first.”

Vice General Ma agreed and had no objection.

Every time the imperial edict comes, the morale of the army will be shaken. They have to be steady in order to remain unchanged and cope with the changes.

……

White snow falls like velvet.

There was a constant sound of walking in the corridor of the small attic.

Buwei led Zhang Jiajun behind him and stood outside the door for a while. He exhaled a long breath, raised his hand and knocked on the door, with a somewhat troubled expression on his face: "Sir, the water is ready."

After a while, the person who responded was another delicate voice: "Bring it in."

The voice could not be identified as that of Miss Wang. His eyebrows were beating wildly and his mind was spinning.

He calmed down and let the people behind him carry him in. These people were all Zhang Jiajun, and no one would ruin the reputation of Ninth Young Master by talking too much.

Hot water was carried into the house and ten buckets were placed inside.

Not wanting to push the others away, he stood guard at the door, wondering if he should use any excuse to get the young master to respond to the investigation.

Just as he was thinking about this, Zhang Jiulin's hoarse voice came: "Hey, can't you be gentler?"

"No!" The woman's voice was straightforward.

Buwei's eyebrows were beating wildly and his face was red with embarrassment. He felt that his ears were dirty again.

My mind is filled with unsightly images. Why is the young master so useless?

Is it really possible to be manipulated by that woman at will?

The voice of Ninth Young Master, ‘Ah, Ah Yan’, was heard from inside the house again, followed by a disgusted ‘Shut up! ’

Then, a crisp sound resounded through the house, bang...

I didn't want to know anything, so I turned around and ran away.

In the west wing, the indoor stove is very warm, and the incense burner is burning agarwood.

A man's white fox fur and black brocade robe are draped on the bamboo screen.

The woman's black hair is scattered, as elegant as splashed ink, and the increasingly faint erythema birthmark makes her skin as white as porcelain and as smooth as gelatin. The long skirt outlines her waist as plump as a willow. At this time, she is holding the silver in her hand. Acupuncture, giving acupuncture to the man lying on the bed with a serious expression.

Zhang Jiulin's inner garment was wide open. The arrow wound on his right shoulder only had an inch of suture scar left, and there were several silver needles stuck in his chest.

He looked like he was letting her do whatever she wanted, but he couldn't help but let out a few physical reactions to each injection.

Now he screamed 'hiss', now he cried 'ahhh', and now he cried 'hurt'. He was so delicate that he seemed unable to take care of himself.

Wang Shuyan felt extremely disgusted when he heard this. He had never seen any grown man be so caring.

Like a porcelain doll, it seems to be broken when it stumbles.

Zhang Jiulin was so stimulated by her fierce thrusts and casual touches that his whole body turned red. The place where the needles were inserted was numb and itchy. He looked at her with a look of resentment. The few needles that had just been inserted almost hurt him to death.

He regretted bringing up the matter of 'vomiting blood' to her. It would have been better if he didn't mention it, but if he did, he would be punished by 'needle punishment'.

After Wang Shuyan finished the acupuncture, he put away the bag and stood up. He looked at the disheveled Zhang Jiulin on the bed with disgust, "Didn't you say you were vomiting blood? Who are you showing your weakness to now?"

Zhang Jiulin was indeed poisoned. Fortunately, the arrow was shot in water and the poison was diluted a lot. Otherwise, he would have died long ago.

The function of Huxin Pill is only to protect the heart pulse, but it cannot detoxify. The medicine can only be prepared according to his symptoms.

Ever since Zhang Jiulin said that he would vomit blood after being hit by an arrow, she prepared some herbs that could be used to fight poison with poison, including fire poison and cold poison. Because he wanted to stabilize the morale of the army, Zhang Jiulin vomited blood twice during his stay for so long, but he kept it secret. Therefore, no one knew that he was poisoned.

Her small medicine cabinet contains a bunch of bottles and jars, each of which is filled with ground powder.

Zhang Jiulin looked at her figure working for him, his eyes were even more tender. He was not a person who would talk sweetly to a young lady, but in front of her he seemed to be able to teach himself without a teacher, "Who else can I show my weakness to?" ?" He hid a smile at the end.

It means that there is only you in this room, who else can see my arrogance except you?

Since they met, he has seen everything in front of her, and there is no need to pretend.

Hearing this, Wang Shuyan turned her head and looked at him. The man's phoenix eyes were like a pool of spring water, looking at her lovingly.

If she were really a sixteen-year-old girl, she would probably still blush and have her heart beat. Unfortunately, she is not. What kind of stunning man has she not seen since she became a military doctor?

Maybe it was because I had been a military doctor that I had a firm grasp on beauty. After all, in front of a doctor, a person's internal organs and bones are covered under his skin.

When Zhang Jiulin said he wanted to marry her, she took it all as a joke at first and didn't care or resent it. This was different from Shen Que's feelings. Shen Que made her want to run away.

In the apocalypse, she saved lives and healed people every day with her head on her butt, and was often thought to be a boy. She was raised as a boy since she was a child, and her temperament and love enlightenment was very late. When she really found someone she liked, she ended up falling in love with someone else. She didn't expect it. When they came here, both Zhang Jiulin and Shen Que said they wanted to marry her.

How should I describe this feeling? One person feels ridiculous, the other feels ridiculous, it seems half-balanced.

But Shen did, she could strongly feel that it was inappropriate.

As for Zhang Jiulin, what this person wants to do is not simple. He and he have become a grasshopper tied with a rope. If the dangerous partnership escalates, it will be a bit messy.

Therefore, she just assumed that the person's brain was temporarily flooded and could just ignore it.

Wang Shuyan mixed the medicinal powder, poured out the water from the tea stove, walked around the bamboo screen and carried a bucket of hot water into the house, then poured out the prepared medicinal soup, and the medicinal energy dispersed instantly.

Zhang Jiulin lay on the couch and watched her bustling in and out, his phoenix-eyed smile deepening, "Why didn't you ask Buwei to come in?" ’

Wang Shuyan poured ten buckets of hot water into it, and the heat filled the room.

She nodded: "I'll tell him after I decide on the ratio."

Write down the ratio this time in a small book. Medicinal bath is a very ancient treatment method, which is prepared according to the patient's symptoms.

People's pores and nasal cavities are controlled by the lungs, and the lungs are connected to the meridians. Perhaps a medicinal bath can resolve Zhang Jiulin's remaining poison.

After withdrawing the needle, the temperature of the medicinal bath also dropped a lot. Wang Shuyan stretched out his hand to check the water temperature and said to Zhang Jiulin: "Take off your clothes and get in."

Zhang Jiulinjun's face turned red and he looked at her with a struggling expression. Was he really taking off his clothes in front of her?

Wang Shuyan realized it later, narrowed his almond-shaped eyes slightly, with a look of 'you are in trouble', stood up and walked around the bamboo screen to leave.

Zhang Jiulin reached out and grabbed her, "Where are you going?"

Wang Shuyan: "Aren't you uncomfortable? I'll go out first."

She spoke very openly, so frankly that Zhang Jiulin couldn't tell that she was as reserved as a woman should be towards a foreign man.

Zhang Jiulin was annoyed: "No need to go out." Then he took off his underwear in front of her without any hesitation.

Wang Shuyan saw his coquettishness in his eyes, turned away with a 'cut' sound, turned his back to him and complained: "It's not like I've never seen you naked."

As soon as she said that, Zhang Jiulin immediately remembered the second time he took Yuan Zheng into her house and hid in the latrine. He was stripped naked by her for treatment.

At this thought, his face became even hotter and his whole body tensed up.

Zhang Jiulin felt extremely uncomfortable and soaked his whole body into the medicinal soup. In the big tub, he stared at her with a deep gaze and reminded her again, "So you can only marry me."

Wang Shuyan turned her back to him and snorted: "It's a joke, I've seen a lot of men's bodies. If I really want to marry everyone, I might as well let you fend for yourself."

In the last days, it is common for doctors to give patients "artificial respiration".

She spoke calmly, but some people were filled with jealousy.

Zhang Jiulin stood up and pulled her into the tub.