Chapter 378

During the day, he doesn't want that

Huo Yan soon released her and sat at the table. It's not that he is afraid that he can't "publicize sex in the daytime". The mountain here is high and the emperor is far away. In addition to God, he is the biggest. Are you afraid that the imperial historians will participate in his two books if they have nothing to do?

He just felt hungry.

Lin Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. With his snow-white hand, he lifted the lid of the food box. The dish was made of expensive ingredients provided by the attendant. It was a clear stewed turtle. The turtle stew was crystal clear and fragrant. First, soak the bird's nest in boiling water, remove the black silk with a silver needle, and then simmer slowly with tender shredded chicken, ham, mushrooms and fresh bamboo shoots until it turns jade. A fried mushroom with Tricholoma matsutake, which is new, is fresh and delicious when fried with Tricholoma matsutake. A ham, chaoye chicken and melon, looks very delicious red and white.

The king of Wei stared at her with chopsticks for a long time. He had no way to use chopsticks. Only after half a ring did he frown and stare at her: "where's my braised meat?"

Lin Yao blinked for a long time to understand what he meant.

Your braised meat is despised by the attendants. It can't ascend the hall of elegance and doesn't deserve your noble royal status

Huo Yan knew that even if he was dissatisfied, he could only eat this. Frowning, he picked up a piece of Tricholoma matsutake and put it into his mouth. Well, it tastes good.

But he still prefers braised meat. This woman is really good. What are you doing well? Don't make these bird's nest shark's fin in the future. He likes the simple taste.

"Fried bacon with garlic, braised ribs, shredded pork with fish flavor and colorful tofu." Huo Yan suddenly reported a string of dish names, and then continued to eat with his head down.

Lin Yao was stunned before he realized that the other party was ordering food. It was so grounded... Sure enough, the attendant on one side looked a lot darker.

And colorful tofu? Don't you like tofu? Why do you order this again?

Lin Yao naturally didn't understand. His highness King Wei's rare substitute thought about it. Lin Yao naturally wants to eat with him in the evening. She doesn't like meat dishes. It's not decent for her to look at several large plates of meat dishes. Although her pickles are also delicious, he can't eat meat, but he always let her eat pickles with porridge?

Colorful tofu is for her. You eat yours and I eat mine. Everyone is happy.

The gang soldiers in the camp are very studious. After playing her several times, they also found out the rules and skills of cooking, and cooked it for his Highness the king of Wei several times. Huo Yan only cares whether the dishes are delicious or not, and doesn't ask who made them. Lin Yao asked the gang soldiers to do it several times every three or five times. He stole time to do other things.

She began to learn to treat the soldiers in the camp. The soldiers were very curious when they first heard that she was a food doctor. Since Lin Yao's hand cured several people's colds, more people came to see her than went to the military doctor. The Chamberlain read that she was, after all, a woman of his Highness the king of Wei. It was not good to go out in public like this. Huo Yan waved his hand carelessly: "let her go."

Anyway, if you can't cure the dead, you'll be treated as another military doctor in the military camp. If you treat the dead, you'll be dealt with by military law.

With the permission of his Highness the king of Wei, it became more and more logical for Lin Yao to practice medicine in the military camp. She consciously exercised her weakness of fear of blood. She was not born timid and afraid of blood. She was afraid of blood if she hadn't seen the massacre at the age of 14.

I can't forget the fire and blood all over the city, and the wailing and fear. Every night, those terrible scenes haunt her in her dreams again and again.

Those who have died are probably unwilling to die, so they ask a dream to urge her to do it as soon as possible.

She thought quietly, don't worry, there will be a chance soon.

Huo Yan looked at her and ignored everything, but sometimes she was as careful as hair, and even took great care of her. Lin Yao sat there blankly, looking at the hair on the tent. Even in this place with poor conditions, he ordered people to make this place gorgeous, extravagant every grass and paper.

Does he want a golden house?

Lin Yao slowly stood up, crossed to the table and poured himself a cup of hot tea. It's about too long without the care of relatives, so a little care from others will keep her in mind. In the long run, she must be cut continuously and disorderly. This is absolutely impossible.

Now that you have made up your mind, you can't have any other emotions.

The power of hot tea calmed Lin Yao down gradually. Suddenly there was a riot outside, mixed with the roar of men and the intersection of weapons. Lin Yao was slightly stunned and quietly opened a corner of the camp and looked out. The roar seemed to come from the camp of the king of Wei. The noise was even heard clearly on her side. Something must have happened.

She saw the old military doctor carrying a heavy medicine box and panting towards the camp of the king of Wei. Lin Yao quickly stopped him: "what happened?"

The old military doctor managed to breathe well, but he kept walking under his feet. With a pale face, he told her: "the assassin ambushed, your highness was injured. “

Lin Yao's face suddenly turned white: "how is he? Is he badly hurt?"

The camp is heavily guarded, and Huo Yan is an excellent martial artist. I don't know how the assassin got in and hurt him.

But none of this matters. What matters is that she finally waited for a chance.

A chance to kill an enemy.

"It's said that the wound is not light... The blood can't stop... Several of their young military doctors have passed... My old bone can't run again..." before the old military doctor finished his words, he saw the thin figure running forward desperately. She didn't even wear shoes.

She must go as fast as she can to see how he is now.

The camp of the king of Wei was full of people. It was a pot of porridge. The noise kept coming from inside. Lin Yao ran all the way. There was only one thought in his mind. He must not die so easily!

"You fucking follow your highness, how can you not stop the damn assassin!" Song Shen grabbed a general's clothes, and song Shen angrily threw him out before he could tell.

"And you bastards, it's useless to raise you!" all the guards looked panic. Hearing song Shen's angry scolding, they bowed their heads and dared not argue.

"That's enough, song Shen! Your highness needs to be quiet now. Don't quarrel any more!" Zhou Zifang couldn't bear it and spoke to stop the angry song Shen. If you let this boy go on, I'm afraid he will fight to the death with those guards. Song Shen heard him mention that his highness needs to rest. His voice was barely lower, but he still looked back and stared at him: "you scholar who has no strength to bind chickens, shut up, or I'll beat you!"

This stubborn donkey!

Although song Shen didn't follow his Highness the king of Wei for a long time, he went through life and death with the king of Wei several times. He was naturally excited to see his highness assassinated.

"If general song's beating Zhou can make your highness safe, please do it quickly." Zhou Zifang said faintly, not afraid of the Wufu's threat.

Song Shen just talked casually and choked half to death by Zhou Zifang's words. I wanted to catch him and beat him up. I thought he was just a scholar and couldn't stand his fist. The fist just stretched out was taken back.

"You scholars are useless," said Song Shen, trying to save his face with this sentence. Zhou Zifang was too lazy to argue with him again.

"You are too noisy." the man lying on the couch finally made a sound. The people in the camp hurriedly crowded up to check. Song Shen rushed in front of him with emotion.

"Your Highness, are you okay?"

Huo Yan's arm was red with blood. He smelled a slight hook in the corner of his mouth: "it's all right. You've been arguing about something“

"Yes..." Song Shen nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice. He was so excited that he almost burst into tears. As long as his highness was fine, he could stay in this ghost place all his life and could not go back to the capital.

"Ovary..." Huo Yan quietly opened his mouth. With the micro movement of his body, more blood oozed from the wound: "how's the assassin?"

Zhou Zifang stepped forward and answered respectfully, "Your Highness, the assassin was hacked to death by general Xue's random knife."

Huo Yan closed his eyes and said, "reckless man."

He intended to stay alive before he was stabbed by the assassin's sword. Who knows, the reckless man cut the assassin to death with a knife. What else can he ask from the dead man's mouth?

General Xue hurried out to apologize. Seeing the appearance of his Highness the king of Wei, general Xue became more and more excited: "it's all the fault of the minister. The minister was excited for a moment and accidentally missed..."

What a fart? Who doesn't know you like to cut people with a knife? Cut them to death as soon as you cut them? It's a mistake if you can leave a living mouth under your hand one day

General Xue's head was knocking on the ground. Huo Yan only felt that his head hurt more and the blood flow from his wound became more and more severe. What else can these martial arts men do besides cutting people?

In fact, his injury was not very serious. If he hadn't pressed Wu Jun for news in order to capture the assassin alive, he wouldn't have scratched his arm with the blade.

Huo Yan only felt dizzy in front of him. The damn Assassin's sword was poisoned. The poison could not be removed for a while and a half, so he was black in front of him.

The method of removing poison is actually very simple. It's good to release the poisonous blood and apply the poison removing medicine. But the military doctor cut the wound several times, but the blood is still black.

"Will you cure the fucking wound?" Song Shen was still the first to be uncontrollable. The stupid military doctor cut and cut the prince's wound with a broken knife. Seeing that the blood has dyed half of the collapsed chair red, the goods still looked like a dilemma.

Can't these goods be spies sent by Wu Jun? Even if the prince is not poisoned, he will bleed to death sooner or later.

When Lin Yao hurried to the camp, there was a lot of people surrounded outside the camp. She looked at it with determination and saw Huo Yan with pale color on it.