Warlord's darling: medical concubine against the sky

Although he has tried his best to control it, the voice of Huiwang and Luo Yunran is not a whisper.

After all, they are still a distance away from each other. They speak too quietly. No one can hear what they are saying.

Luo Yunran turned back along Wang Hui's words and happened to be in the eye of the refugee who looked at him.

The man lowered his head hastily. Even if he couldn't see clearly because of the distance, he was absolutely flustered.

Huiwang continued, "I should have seen Zhang jingzhuo's birthday at the prime minister's house before. But the boy was mixed with people. He didn't talk much and didn't make eyes. So I didn't remember at once, but who is I? I never forget it! It's 800 years before I want to hide my eyes, hehe!"

Huiwang seemed to want to tell the man on purpose. Later, he was more open-minded and didn't pay attention to whether the voice was too loud.

The man shrunk himself smaller and turned his back to this side, as if he didn't care at all.

Luo Yunran pondered for a moment and wondered, "but as an official young master, how could he be reduced to this point?"

She could see that there were only those refugees. Zhang Xiang's son was very good-looking. The others were really more muddled than one. They should be real ordinary people. That's right.

Huiwang spread his hands and said he didn't know anything about it, but after thinking a little, he added, "the relationship between this boy and his father doesn't seem to be very good."

He covered his head and meditated for a while. He really couldn't think of anything, so he had to wave his hand. "I think of these at present. Don't say it first. I'll go to Lao Qi and report a letter to him. You can stare at the boy more if you have nothing."

It seems that Huiwang agrees with himself. They all think that Zhang Xiang's bastard may be a breakthrough.

Luo Yunran nodded and watched Huiwang leave.

Turn around and go straight to the big tree.

As soon as the soldiers on the night watch saw this situation, they immediately became vigilant. They have to keep an eye on it. They must not give these refugees a chance to hurt Miss Luo.

"Childe Zhang." Luo Yunran stood behind the refugee with her back to her.

The man was motionless, as if he had not heard at all.

Luo Yunran was not annoyed. "I think we can have a good talk. It doesn't matter if you feel more comfortable with your back to me."

The man remained motionless.

Luo Yunran continued, "I can cure you. I miss your knowledge, and I don't want to die like this. I can't see your face. I'm afraid I'll only scold you?"

This sentence suddenly stabbed the man and turned around, "what the hell do you want to do!"

That look was terrible and wanted to bite people!

Luo Yunran bent his lips slightly and spoke to an angry man, which was much better than talking to a wood that didn't respond at all.

She said, "I want to help you."

Zhangjiahang originally disdained this sentence. The original wanted to ridicule it. When he looked up, he saw Luo Yun's eyes, black and white, determined and calm.

For a moment, those unspoken sarcasm got stuck in his throat.

"... hehe, don't think that a few words of obedience can deceive me. You don't have to waste your mind here. I have nothing to tell you. Go."

Luo Yunran's smile deepened. "The more you are like this, the more it shows that you know what is important to me. Smart people know how to seize opportunities. Opportunities are often fleeting. Childe Zhang, I don't think you are a fool guarding the baby and turning him into waste. You obviously still have a chance. Don't you really want to seize it and go at such a young age?"

Zhangjiahang's chest fluctuated.

He was not excited, he was angry.

Angry that the woman had been irritating him and stabbed him on the lung tube every word.

He's only 20 this year. It's a good time to show his strength. Who wants to die quietly at this time?

He had suffered such a difficult day for the previous twenty years. Wouldn't he have suffered in vain if he died like this?

"You see, you want to live," Luo Yun said slowly, but took all the expressions of zhangjiahang into his eyes. "It's an instinct that everyone wants to live. There's nothing to be ashamed of. Why don't you follow your heart?"

Zhangjiahang stared at Luo Yunran for a while, and his tight shoulder suddenly relaxed slowly.

Luo Yunran raised her eyebrows unexpectedly.

Zhangjiahang sat upright and looked calm. "The reason why people are different from livestock is that they don't live only by instinct."

Luo Yunran was stunned for a moment, but Shaoqing lowered his head and smiled gently. "Childe Zhang impressed me and offended me earlier."

She turned to leave.

Zhangjiahang suddenly opened his mouth again, "it's not impossible for me to cooperate with you. You must first show me the evidence that makes me believe you can cure the plague."

Luo Yun Ran's footsteps stung and didn't look back. "Wait, it's coming."

After talking, the figure has been naturally integrated into the night.

Zhangjiahang's bloodshot eyes stared at the direction of the back's departure until his eyes were sour.

He was clearly very tired and uncomfortable, but he didn't want to sleep at all for some reason.

Intellectually, he didn't believe anything the strange woman said.

He knew that these armies only wanted to pull out as soon as possible to complete their ambitious cause. The emergence of these plague patients was a cancer. In order to vent their anger, all of them could die in a very tragic way.

However, I don't know why, in my heart, there is a small, eager hope that comes out of control.

I always feel that the woman is not a person who speaks freely.

She is confident that she can do what she says.

Two completely opposite ideas entangled in his heart, so that zhangjiahang couldn't sleep at all. He wanted to wait and see.

Wait and see if you've been cheated.

The next morning, just after dawn, deputy general Fang was surrounded by the soldiers, which made him lose his support and wake up instinctively.

The men who suddenly left were very sorry and wanted to come and make amends.

Deputy general Fang didn't even look at him. As soon as he opened his eyes, he looked around, "where's the child? Has the child's fever gone?"

This is the task given to him by Miss Luo last night, which deputy general Fang will always bear in mind.

As soon as I woke up, I put it first again.

"Here it is, boss!" his men greeted.

Deputy general Fang found the direction and immediately got up and walked over.