Chapter 242 At the beginning of spring, everything is updated!

Far from the capital, far away from the world.

Yue Wu accompanied Su Qingran to walk between the mountains, rivers and fields. He looked around. He didn't know where it was, but he felt that the beautiful scenery of the country was a beauty that he had never noticed before.

The green grass sprouting tenaciously in the severe cold, the flower branches trembling on the steep cliff, and the green duckweed lying flat on the surface of the ice river. I just said goodbye to winter, but spring hasn't come yet. The temperature is cold, and I have seen a lot of interesting scenery along the way.

In fact, Yue Wu must have seen such a scenery, but for the first time in many years, he has carefully felt these scenery without worrying about major events in the world.

The sun shines on his body, bringing a lazy warmth to Yue Wu, who is seriously injured. Walking through a village, Yue Wu and Su Qingli spent some copper money to ask for two bowls of egg noodles in the village and sprinkled some fresh chopped green onions, just like villagers, squatting in the corner where the sun could shine. Yue Wu and Su Qingli ate noodles...

This year, the eighth year of Zhao.

This scene was vaguely similar many years ago.

In the spring of the eighth year of Zhao, Yue Wu disappeared in the State of Zhao. In the world that no one knows, he began to travel around the world with the millet!

Look at the scenery, look at the people, look at the wind.

...

In a hurry, the State of Zhao quickly gathered 100,000 soldiers and horses to the 16 prefectures of Yanyun to support, and the leading general was Shangshu of the Ministry of War! One hundred thousand soldiers and horses carried the grain and fodder of 300,000 soldiers and horses to the border quickly, which also showed the abundance of Wufu people in the State of Zhao. In just seven years, it is undoubtedly a merit to govern the world by being able to dispatch 100,000 soldiers and horses to Yanyun's 16 prefectures in a short time.

Where the soldiers and horses passed, the people were overjoyed. It seemed that the joy of finally recovering the sixteen states of Yanyun diluted the people's concern for Yue Wu.

It seems that everything is as orderly as it seems.

However, the atmosphere in the capital is really tighter than anywhere else.

Zhao Kuangyin has not been in court for many days. The dispatch of soldiers and horses, the comfort of people's hearts, and the folds of each state, county and county are all on the heads of the left and right prime ministers...

But one thing made the old foxes in the capital puzzled that they couldn't find the way. The folds about disaster relief from some places from the south were sent to the hands of the seventh prince Qin Fang for processing!

It seems that some things are not as orderly as they seem. After all, the holy will is the most difficult thing to guess...

......

The yellow warbler almost bit its red lips, and suddenly its heart was warm and painful by a huge touch and heartache.

In order not to disappoint her, he endured a seriously injured marriage.

In order to get married on time, he doesn't cherish his body so much.

But how did he get these injuries?

The yellow warbler shed tears, silently untied Song Yi's white shirt, and then saw a knife wound, the skin was open, and the blood was already blurred...

She wiped away her tears fiercely, carefully wiped the blood around Song Yi's wound with a wet towel, and then prepared to quietly go out to find the doctor. At this time, the door was knocked.

"Who?" Huang Ying looked at the door with red eyes and asked doubtfully.

"Yellow warbler, it's me... Green smoke."

Huang Ying was stunned, took a deep breath, slightly covered Song Yi's wound with a quilt, and walked over and opened the door.

Qingyan stood at the door, carrying a small medicine box on his shoulder.

Huang Ying said with a wry smile, "Sister, you..."

Qingyan walked into the door and closed the door, looked at Song Yi, who was lying on **'s face like gold paper, and explained with a wry smile, "I studied medicine with my master for a period of time... Although Wang Wen was not profound, I could see that he was injured from the beginning of the marriage... Look at this cruel man, his face is like gold paper, and he refuses to give up... Alas..."

Huang Ying didn't know that she had known it for a long time until she heard Qingyan's words. Suddenly, she cried out and sobbed and said, "I'm sorry... Sister, you know why didn't you stop him when he was injured... Am I a broom star... This kind of thing happened on the day of marriage..."

Qingyan opened the medicine box and took out the items. While comforting Huang Ying, "It's not your fault... He is like this. He looks like a scholar, but when he is cruel, he doesn't care about life or death... If he wants to endure this, shouldn't we women follow him and protect him again... I don't know what happened today, and I was so seriously injured..."

The green smoke lifted the cover and saw the shocking wound. I couldn't help shaking my head and sighing, and my heart was as painful as a knife.

"Sister... Let me help you." Huang Ying quickly wiped away her tears and said.

"Hmm..."

......

This night, the bridal chamber didn't work after all, but of course, Xu Chang didn't have the little pride she wanted. On the contrary, she couldn't fall asleep all night.

Three women are worried about the same man.

After half a night of busyness, Qingyan finally helped Song Yi deal with the wound. Song Yi himself used alcohol to reduce the pain and was so drunk that he was unconscious. Qingyan and Huang Ying talked about Song Yi by telling each other this night. Unconsciously, the three of them spent the first night in the newlyweds' bridal chamber.

At dawn, Qingyan rubbed his sleepy eyes and went to his room to sleep. Song Yi gave it to Huang Ying to take care of.

In the following days, Song Yi did not walk out of Huang Ying's room and had a fever for several days. Fortunately, there was Qingyan, a magic doctor in Songfu, who stabilized Song Yi's condition. On the way, the people of the fish house went to invite Song Yi several times. Even the fish head Zhang himself came to the door in person, but they were rejected by Qingyan for the reason that Song Yi felt cold on his wedding night.

The fish head Zhang thought that Song Yi was addicted to Huang Ying's female sex, but he was anxious about shipbuilding. Remember to scratch his ears and simply send someone to guard at the door of the Song Mansion. As long as Song Yi went out, he would immediately invite him to the fish house...

On the seventh day after the injury, Song Yi woke up and turned around.

Huang Ying cried as soon as Song Yi woke up.

"It's okay... When I'm well, I'll make up for you for a perfect bridal chamber. Song Yi's lips were still a little white, but his eyes were joking with a joking look.

Huang Ying said angrily and gently, "Who cares about the bridal chamber... You'll be fine! You sit back first. I'll ask someone to send some food and tell Sister Qingyan by the way... Don't you know that you have been busy with Sister Qingyan during this period of fever..."

"I have a fever?" Song Yi asked with a wry smile, looking confused and ignorant.