Warlord's darling: medical concubine against the sky

It was clearly a letter from Ning Rou's personal servant girl to king Lin's house. The hairpin was also identified by the servant girl herself.

"The servant girl has been bought off. Ning Rou has punished the servant girl and driven her out of Prince Ning's residence." dongjinlin said.

Luo Yunran was surprised, "but I remember... The servant girl has been with Ning Rou for a long time?"

Dongjinlin glanced over, "what do you want to say?"

Luo Yunran shook his head. "No, just mention it casually."

She thought there was something strange about this matter, but Ning Rou's relationship with dongjinlin for more than ten years may not be heard by her gossiping parties. It's just plain annoying.

"You don't think things are so simple, do you? Ning Rou is lying."

Luo Yunran had planned to swallow all the words into his stomach, but suddenly heard dongjinlin say such a sentence, and couldn't help looking up at him in surprise.

His deep and cool purple eyes are also looking at himself for a moment.

Luo Yunran coughed lightly and unconsciously touched his nose. "I didn't say anything. You said it yourself."

Dongjinlin smiled and nodded, "yes, I said."

"Huh?" what ghost? Should such words come from dongjinlin's mouth?

Luo Yunran glanced at him inexplicably. "Do you know who I am? Are you still awake? What's wrong? Dizziness? Headache? Do you know who I am?"

In her impression, cold poison mainly acts on the viscera and should not affect the brain. If it really affects the brain, the problem will be big.

Dongjinlin, "..."

A prince was stiff with a face. Some really didn't know what expression to put on to deal with her appearance.

He speaks so clearly that where does he look like a man with a bad brain?

"Hey, have a word." Luo Yunran's hand shook back and forth in front of him, seriously worried about the possibility.

Suddenly there was no sleep at all. He jumped to dongjinlin with an arrow step and stretched out his hand to reach dongjinlin's forehead.

Then he frowned. Strangely, his forehead didn't feel hot at all. He wasn't having a fever.

Dongjinlin pulled down the hand on his forehead, some helpless and some funny, "I'm fine, very sober."

"How do you --"

"Even if I know there is a problem with Ning Rou, I can't let her go anyway," he said.

Luo Yunran nodded. "I know. After all, your feelings for more than ten years can't be ignored."

Although this is something she already knows, Dong Jinlin specially emphasizes it in front of her. Luo Yunran still feels... Uncomfortable!

"You don't know."

Luo Yun frowned and didn't understand what he meant.

Dongjinlin pulled the man over, sat down on the chair and handed a plate of cakes.

The shape and aroma can be recognized at a glance from the star picking building.

Luo Yunran slept all morning. When she woke up in the morning, she didn't have time to eat. She was really hungry. She honestly and impolitely ate with cakes.

Dongjinlin handed over a cup of tea. "I have a responsibility for Ning Rou, but it's not the kind of responsibility you think. I always treat her as my sister."

"Mm-hmm." Luo Yunran answered vaguely with cakes in his mouth.

She is really not in the mood to discuss Ning Rou with him. Since Ning Rou is okay, everything will be fine, isn't it.

Although there must be something strange about this matter, as long as Ning Rou comes back now, it's not so important to know or not.

Dongjinlin sighed, and his voice became long and continuous. "Seven years ago, there was a battle in Changping valley."

Luo Yunran chewed once. He obviously felt that his tone was different from that before, and sank several degrees.

She swallowed the cake residue in her mouth, drank water, swallowed it, and looked up at him.

"Our 300000 troops were wiped out," said the man. His deep purple eyes shrank involuntarily, and there was a strong and deep hatred in his eyes, "At that time, it was a battle that I was sure to win, but I don't know why the reinforcements didn't come. The route reported by the pathfinder was also very different from the reality. 300000 people were bleeding and mountains of bones. At that time, I was seriously injured and couldn't even move my hands and fingers..."

Compared with the era of Luo Yunran, the tragic war in the cold weapon era will only be more direct, cruel and bloody!

Luo Yunran lived in a relatively peaceful era, with a strong country and a strong army and developed science and technology. Except for some troops performing special tasks, most of them were military exercises.

There were corpses everywhere and rivers of blood, which she had never encountered in her career.

But she could imagine what dongjinlin was talking about.

In retrospect, he seemed to be a 19-year-old boy at that time. In the era of Luo Yunran, he was just entering the University. He was in full bloom and full of youth. He should stay in the ivory tower carefree.

Dongjinlin's life was very different from theirs. That year, he almost died.

Luo Yun opened his mouth and tried to comfort him, "anyway, you are lucky to be alive now..."

She is really not good at comforting people. At this time, she really regretted that she didn't minor in psychology.

"Ha ha..." dongjinlin suddenly smiled. Although he was laughing, there was no smile in his voice, only desolation. He nodded, "I'm alive and bought it with someone else's life."

Luo Yunran thought and opened her eyes in surprise.

"It was Ning Chen who dug me out of the dead. He ran out of Changping valley with his back. When he died, there were so many arrows on his body that he couldn't even count." Dong Jinlin took a breath, adjusted his breathing, and lowered the slight tremor in his voice.

It was the last time he wanted to recall, and it was also a bone scar that he was destined to remember in his life.

He could not comfort the 300000 heroes in the sky until the great revenge was avenged.

I can't have a safe sleep.

Luo Yunran suddenly heard the name "Ning Chen" and felt that it seemed familiar. For a moment, he still found the corresponding memory from the original owner's memory. Dong Jinlin continued, "all the veins of Ning Qin's palace died in the battle of Changping valley. When Ning Chen finally died, he took my hand and told me to take care of Ning Rou for him."

The ring in my memory was right all of a sudden.

Ning Chen, the son of Prince Ning Qin's mansion, Ning Rou's brother, was once one of the four princes of imperial capital, and dongjinlin's closest friend!