General Loves Medical Consort Only

When Peng Qiuqi came back from changing water, he found that Ji Zinan had already passed out. He pinched his hands and crept to his side. He found that there were blood stains on his face, on his cheeks, on his forehead and even on his chin. Although the war, but the face is still white. If you don't say that he is a modest gentleman, some people believe that he has a straight nose and sharp edges and corners, and that kind of outline shows the masculinity of a man, as if he were a natural warrior. It would be really a stoop to be emperor.

It seems that I haven't looked at him like this for a long time. It's better to have a good look at this opportunity today. In this way, the handkerchief rubbed his neck, and found that there was a trace of red thread, which attracted Peng Qiuqi's attention. She grasped one end of the red line and picked it up slowly. Only then did she find that it was a small hairpin.

In the heart inevitably has overdue, such sharp article Ji Zi Nan puts in the chest, is not afraid to be stabbed to death?

But on second thought, the hairpin is so familiar, isn't it the one she usually takes? At first, I still feel puzzled. I thought it was lost, but I didn't expect to be taken away by this guy.

At this time, Ji Zinan turned around slowly. She didn't have time to think about it. She quickly put the hairpin back in his clothes. She was a little annoyed. However, this man was always strange and could not be seen clearly.

He is no longer the emperor, is no longer the 95 supreme, then she does not have to fear all day long. However, the day will fall to the great responsibility of the people also have to first painstakingly, labor its muscles and bones, Peng Qiuqi thus became Ji Zinan's all day care worker.

Liu Yuan can help to watch Yunsheng, and aunt Qing can be responsible for cooking. She cooks herbs all day long, changing clothes and pouring tea for Ji Zinan. All kinds of things can't be left behind. Although the face is still cold and heartless, still with a zombie face, but Ji Zinan is comfortable enjoying her service and care. When he was the emperor, Peng Qiuqi ignored him, but now he has changed his appearance. Congratulations.

In the early morning, he drank a bowl of bitter medicine soup, then frowned and threw the medicine bowl to Peng Qiuqi.

"It's so bitter today that I can't drink it at all."

"I said," Lord, I don't understand you are arrogant. All these are good for your words and deeds Peng Qiuqi put the medicine bowl at the table and sat back on the bed again. He had not slept well for a long time. His eyes were sleepy in the morning.

"Servant girl, I'm too sleepy to find you for a while."

Listening to her saying this, Ji Zinan thought that she had been serving herself last night, wiping her body and changing her dressing. After the middle of the night, Ji felt compassion and said, "go ahead and have a good rest."

"Thank you very much."

She came to the door in a daze and found her aunt running into the house.

"Lord, get up quickly. The emperor is coming to see you."

Peng Qiuqi was shocked. Ji Heng? Why did he suddenly come to the palace.

Even if you are close to your brother, you still have to have etiquette. After all, the etiquette of a monarch and his ministers. Ji Zinan obviously disregarded the past, and the emperor still kept the courtesy of the emperor and his subjects. Subconsciously, he covered his chest and was very difficult to support his upper body. "Tell the emperor to wait a little while and I will go now."

That arrow almost killed him. Now it's a problem for him to travel. But Peng Qiuqi was still standing in the same place, and subconsciously ordered, "come and help me put on some clothes."

She came to him in a hurry. Ji Zinan had one arm on the table, and the other was on crutches. It was clear that the wound was not fully healed. Now the blood flowed out along the gauze, and he snorted slowly.

I finally helped him get dressed, but I saw his pale face. "Are you so weak that you can walk to the front yard? Or I'll tell Xuanwu to bring the emperor here! "

Peng felt that she had no strength in the autumn, but she could not hold her legs down.

"How can the supreme one of the ninth five year plan be neglected by you. Come on, help me quickly. "

Peng Qiuqi looked at him and sighed helplessly. He gritted his teeth, stood firm and pulled his tall body toward the courtyard outside.

"Why don't you ask the rest of your servants to help you? My little body is about to collapse. "

"I want you to serve me, OK?"

"That's not possible. I have to work as an ox and a horse. Of course, I have to process more money. At least I have done the work of six people on my own."

Peng Qiuqi turned a white eye at him. He was tortured by him these days. However, it was not right to say this and immediately changed his mind.

"I was joking just now. Don't take it to heart."

In my heart, she thought that when she had made enough money, she took Yunsheng to find a place where there were few people and lived in seclusion in the mountains.

Ji Zinan saw how fast her face changed, but she just laughed and didn't speak. She helped Ji Zinan to move forward slowly.

Seeing her pale face, he wanted to laugh. In the past, when they were injured in marching and fighting, they were always taken care of by bodyguards. Peng's servant girl didn't want to touch his body. It's not that he has the habit of thinking cleanliness. He is used to this woman. I can't shake off the inexplicable feeling.She walked, just want to look up, suddenly feel a great force to pull her over, lips on her forehead gently kiss, Ji Zinan's deep voice in her ear.

"Don't try to get rid of me for the rest of your life. Stay in the general's house forever. I'll let you live a good life. "

Suddenly ambiguous let Peng Qiuqi back a cool, in the heart have fire but dare not vent out, she can only roundabout answer said that refused.

"If you have been a slave all your life, how can you have a good life? What's more, I don't take you. I didn't sign the deed of sale. I'm not your man. "

Ji Zinan smiles, arms tightly around her shoulder, and then pastes on his chest. The atmosphere is awkward and extremely ambiguous. In other people's eyes, they are the relationship between slave and master servant, and she subconsciously hastens to remind.

"General, you'd better go quickly. The emperor is waiting for you. You're in an awkward position. You have to be careful everywhere. Do you want to leave a story on purpose?"

"You don't have to talk about useless topics with me. I just want to know now, would you like to come back to me?"

"Come back to you or be a slave? I just want to be a rice worm, open my mouth when I eat, stretch out my hand, sleep when I'm sleepy, and I can go anywhere when I wake up. This is the biggest goal of life