On the tenth day of this month, before the fifteenth day of this month, Murong yuan's headache had become obvious, coming earlier than ever before.
Now, just after the tenth day of the first month, the green veins on Murong yuan's forehead are clearly visible, as if they were going to burst.
Su Yunchu inserted a silver needle all over his head, but it didn't help. Murong yuan was still in pain and couldn't sleep all night.
At night, it was not easy to ease down. However, when she woke up in the middle of the night, Su Yun opened her eyes and found that Murong yuan was not around. She immediately sat up and looked around the inner room. She could not see Murong yuan.
She quickly put on a robe, then put on a thick wind cloak, covered the inside, only hurriedly put her feet in her shoes, got up and went outside the camp.
Outside the camp, Muyang came to change shifts. Su Yunchu and I were in a hurry, "where's the prince?"
Muyang looked at Su Yunchu's appearance. His anxiety and worry were obvious, and he didn't hide, "the LORD went to find general Yan."
"Why did the prince go to find general Yan in the middle of the night?" Su Yunchu breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't slow down. He continued to ask Mu Yang. At this time, Murong yuan had such a bad headache. What else would he do to find Yan Yishan in the middle of the night?
Muyang frowned and wondered.
Su Yunchu frowned and left. The camp looked colder at night. Su Yunchu only wore a pair of cloth shoes that were not cold resistant and wore a cloak. There were soldiers patrolling at night, but he didn't feel much strange seeing Su Yunchu like this.
Yan Yishan's camp was not far away from them. Su Yun arrived after a few steps, but these steps were enough to numb her feet. In the cold north, the temperature was lower at night.
Yan Yishan's camp was still lit at this time. Su Yunchu approached and heard a voice from the inside, "Lord, I said you have a headache and can't sleep, so I asked the princess to get up and give you some needles. Come here to play chess with me without taking care of it."
His voice was filled with endless complaints and discontent.
After a hard day, how important it is to rest at night.
Murong yuan's tone was still light, "if you don't play chess well, you should lose."
The chess pieces in Yan Yishan's hand still didn't fall. "Playing chess is such an elegant thing that I don't like. I don't care if I win you or not."
He was about to drop a son, but in the twinkling of an eye he saw Su Yunchu appear at the door of the camp.
Yan Yishan smiled, and the pieces in his hand fell at random, "princess, you're here at last."
Murong yuan looked back and said, "ah Chu..."
He was about to say something. In the twinkling of an eye, he saw Su Yunchu's shoes on the soles of his feet. His complexion was heavy, and the man had stood up first. "Why did he come out wearing such cloth shoes? It's cold at night. Don't you know?"
In order not to make su Yunchu's feet and hands cold, Murong yuan chose animal fur and made several pairs of cold proof thick shoes for Su Yunchu.
Su Yunchu ignored his words and the tone of blame. "I have a headache. Why don't you wake me up and come here?"
Finally, Su Yunchu suddenly woke up, "did you point my acupoints?"
Murong yuan kept silent and rubbed his forehead. He found that it didn't seem so painful. He suddenly picked up Su Yunchu and said, "go back first."
Only Yan Yishan looked at the two people in his camp. It was clear that he cared about each other in general, but every good tone.