Become a god in the world of Cthulhu

Chapter 197
There are kingfishers chirping outside the window, and the spring sun shines into the bamboo house through the window lattice, outlining a bright spot on the floor.

The bamboo house was filled with a faint fragrance of herbs, and the woman lying on the bed frowned and woke up leisurely.

There was a burning pain three inches to the right of her heart. She covered the wound with one hand, and sat up with the other hand. She unbuttoned her clothes and looked down. The wound had been wrapped with a pure white soft muslin.

She gathered the placket and buttoned it up again.

There was a strong aroma of herbs in her breath, she looked around the surrounding environment, there was an extraordinarily thick wooden shelf in the corner, and there were bottles and jars on it, and there was a simple wooden table in the middle of the room, with two A chair, that's all.

The woman's brows widened and a happy smile appeared on her face. She just said, she, Ye Wudaofu, was very lucky, how could she die so easily.

But there seemed to be something wrong, and soon she realized the weirdness of the matter. She closed her eyes and recalled that at that time, she led an elite team of more than a dozen people, fell off the cliff after being hit by an arrow, and what happened after that?
At that time, under the siege of Wei Jun, the team he led had no power to resist, so how could she be allowed to escape.

The door "squeaked" and was pushed open from the outside. Ye Wudao calmed down and looked at the door.

The one who came in was a boy about seven or eight years old, holding a bowl of medicine in his hand. Seeing the woman sitting by the bed, he was a little surprised and said, "Are you awake?"

Without waiting for Ye Wudao to respond, the child immediately laughed again: "Just wake up. The girl is seriously injured. Don't move rashly. I will call the master over right now."

After finishing speaking, the little boy put the medicine bowl on the table, turned his head and ran out in a hurry.

When he ran to the door, he thought of something again, turned around and said with a smile: "By the way, my name is Tiandong."

After all, he closed the door and went out.

Ye Wudao breathed a sigh of relief. The child named Tiandong just now was dressed in standard Yan country clothes.

Ye Wudao got out of the bed holding the bedpost. Although she tried her best to be careful, it still inevitably involved the wound. She couldn't help but "hiss" in pain.

She walked slowly to the table and sat on the chair.

"Boom!" There was a soft knock on the door.

"Come in!" Ye Wudao put down the medicine bowl and looked up at the person.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and a slender figure came in from the outside. The person who came was a young man with a straight posture, standing there like a green bamboo standing against the wind, so clear and so clear that people couldn't bear to desecrate it.

The people on Mo are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

This poem suddenly flashed through Ye Wudao's mind. She shook her head, and then quickly came back to her senses.

Seeing Ye Wudao sitting at the table, the young master frowned slightly and seemed to be a little worried: "The girl is seriously injured. It is not appropriate to get out of bed at this time."

Ye Wudao waved his hand and said: "It's okay, I dare to ask, but did you save me?"

The young man nodded, seeing that she didn't care about his instructions, his brows furrowed deeper, and just about to say something, he heard the woman ask.

"Who sent me here?"

"You were hit by an arrow and fell into a coma by the river. It was my son who passed by and rescued you and brought you back."

A crisp child's voice came from outside the door, it was the boy named Tian Dong just now.

Tian Dong came trotting all the way, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead and flushed face, he let out a long breath, then turned to Dr. Shen, and respectfully handed over his usual medicine box.

Ye Wudao's face straightened, and he was about to bow to the young master, but his wound was involved, so he could only clasp his fists and say, "Thank you!"

Dr. Shen looked calm: "You don't need to be too polite, someone else would do the same thing.

Ye Wudao heard this, clasped his fists and smiled heartily: "It seems that Dr. Shen not only has the benevolence of a doctor, but is also extremely humble."

The woman glanced out the window, then looked at Dr. Shen nonchalantly and said, "By the way, I don't have time to introduce myself, Chen Xiao! Doctor Shen just call me by my name!"

"Shen Zhi!" The other party nodded slightly and replied concisely.

As soon as Shen Zhi took out a thin silk scarf from the medicine box, the woman raised her hand to stop her. The woman rolled up her sleeves, revealing a wrist that was obviously fairer than her hand: "Children of the Jianghu, don't pay attention to these hypocrisy. Doctor Shen will just diagnose and treat you directly." good."

Shen Zhi raised his head, facing the woman's smiling eyes.

The woman's lips became a little pale due to blood loss, but a pair of beautiful red phoenix eyes were clear and bright, meeting Shen Zhi's gaze: "Doctor Shen, is there something wrong?"

Shen Zhi came back to his senses, shook his head, but lowered his head when he hooked the woman's wrist, no one could clearly see his expression at this time.

Tiandong looked at Dr. Shen, and then at the woman across from him, only felt that something was weird, but couldn't put it into words, and scratched his head in some puzzlement.

After a while, Shen Zhi withdrew his hand and said: "The pulse condition has stabilized, but the wound is too deep, it hurts the tendons, and it is close to the vital points, so it needs to rest for a while."

After saying that, he glanced at Ye Wudao again, obviously knowing that the other party was not willing to listen to advice, so he emphasized his tone and said: "If Miss Chen wants her body to recover as before, it is better not to use force again within half a year, otherwise she may suffer lifelong consequences." disease."

"Doctor Shen, come and have a look!" someone shouted outside the door.

Shen Zhi nodded towards Ye Wudao and hurried out. Tiandong packed the medicine box and left immediately with the medicine box in hand.

"My lord!" A figure flashed into the room from the window.

The person who came was a young man, dressed in sackcloth, with a burly figure and a resolute face, with the spirit of wandering around all the year round, knelt down on one knee, and said in a deep voice: "This subordinate is not good at doing things, and put the master in danger. Injure your body, please punish the Lord!"

"It's none of your business. You weren't in Jizhou at the time. Besides, you're on the battlefield, so there's no way you won't get hurt!"

Ye Wudao relaxed his strength and leaned on the back of the chair, with a bit of laziness in his expression. He raised his hand and said: "Get up, Zhuge Haotian, I have something to ask you. I have been in a coma for a few days. Where is the Yuanwei Army? ?”

The man named Zhuge Haotian replied: "My lord, it has been seven days since I chased Timur to the edge of the cliff, and then he was hit by an arrow and fell off the cliff. General Xu searched around the mountain for five days but couldn't find it, so he had to He left an elite force to continue searching nearby with him. At present, the Yuanwei Army, led by General Chen, is already on its way back to the court. According to time, it should have reached the border of Qingzhou by now."

At the end, I added another sentence: "The place where the Lord is now is Jizhou!"

After hearing this, Ye Wudao relaxed and said: "In that case, it doesn't have anything to do with me. I want to recuperate here, and take a walk around to appreciate where it is - oh, the customs and customs of Jizhou. "

The woman randomly pulled out two pieces of paper from the table, wrote a few lines of words with a swipe of her pen, folded them casually and handed them to Zhuge Haotian: "The upper letter is passed to the Holy One, and the lower letter is passed to A Wu." Yes!" Zhuge Haotian accepted the order and left.

There are kingfishers chirping on the magnolia treetops outside the window, and the spring sunshine shines into the bamboo house through the window lattice, outlining a bright spot on the floor.

The bamboo house was filled with a faint fragrance of herbs, and the woman lying on the bed frowned and woke up leisurely.

There was a burning pain three inches to the right of her heart. She covered the wound with one hand, and sat up with the other hand. She unbuttoned her clothes and looked down. The wound had been wrapped with a pure white soft muslin.

She gathered the placket and buttoned it up again.

There was a strong aroma of herbs in her breath, she looked around the surrounding environment, there was an extraordinarily thick wooden shelf in the corner, and there were bottles and jars on it, and there was a simple wooden table in the middle of the room, with two A chair, that's all.

This is not like the legendary underworld!

The woman's brows stretched and a cheerful smile appeared on her face. She just said, Ye Wudaofu was very lucky, how could she die so easily.

But there seemed to be something wrong, and soon she realized the weirdness of the matter. She closed her eyes and recalled that at that time, she led an elite team of more than a dozen people, fell off the cliff after being hit by an arrow, and what happened after that?
At that time, under the siege of Wei Jun, the team he led was only a dozen people, and he had no power to resist. Under such circumstances, how could she be allowed to escape.

The door "squeaked" and was pushed open from the outside. Ye Wudao calmed down and looked at the door.

The one who came in was a boy about seven or eight years old, holding a bowl of medicine in his hand. Seeing the woman sitting by the bed, he was a little surprised and said, "Are you awake?"

Without waiting for Ye Wudao to respond, the child immediately laughed again: "Just wake up. The girl is seriously injured. Don't move rashly. I will call the master over right now."

After finishing speaking, the little boy put the medicine bowl on the table, turned his head and ran out in a hurry.

When he ran to the door, he thought of something again, turned around and said with a smile: "By the way, my name is Tiandong."

After all, he closed the door and went out.

Ye Wudao breathed a sigh of relief. The boy named Tiandong just now was dressed in a standard style for people from the Yan Kingdom.

Who could rescue her from the Wei army's heavy siege, and why did he save her? Ye Wudao frowned.

Forget it, since the little boy just went to call his master, she should be able to see the real master soon.

"Dong dong!" There were two soft knocks on the door.

coming!Ye Wudao's eyes flashed slightly: "Come in!"

The door was pushed open from the outside, and a slender figure came in from the outside. The person who came was a young man with a straight posture, his face was like a green bamboo standing against the wind, it was so clear and clear that people couldn't bear to desecrate it.

The people on Mo are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

For some reason, this poem suddenly flashed through Ye Wudao's mind. She shook her head, and then quickly came back to her senses.

This person was able to fish her out of the Wei army's encirclement, and his identity must not be simple. He can grasp the important military situation of the Wei state, and he wants to save her.

The woman lowered her head slightly, a cold light flashed in her phoenix eyes.

Seeing Ye Wudao sitting at the table, the young master frowned slightly and looked particularly worried. He said gently: "The girl is seriously injured. It is not appropriate to get out of bed at this time."

Ye Wudao nodded slightly and said: "Thank you, it's okay!"

No one spoke, and the atmosphere in the room froze for a while.

Ye Wudao smiled and looked into the other person's eyes: "May I ask who you are? Why did you save me?"

The visitor bowed and saluted, and said in a gentle manner: "Little Wang Wei Jianglan!"

Although he had roughly guessed the scope of the other party's identity, Ye Wudao was still a little surprised when he heard the name.

Wei Jianglan, the third son of the Wei Emperor, titled Jin Wang, is known for his resourcefulness and looks like Pan An, but it's a pity that the power of his mother's family is low, otherwise he could have competed for the top spot.In the intelligence network she obtained, it is said that this person is a loyal lackey of the princelings.

If the intelligence is true, Ye Wudao really wants to laugh now. Does Prince Liang know that his good brother deliberately rescued the enemy general?Wei Chuyan even dreamed of killing her.

The other party answered readily, and Ye Wudao didn't want to talk in circles with him, so he got straight to the point: "Then why did you save me?"

The woman's lips became a little pale due to blood loss, but her pair of beautiful red phoenix eyes were clear and bright, meeting Wei Jianglan's gaze.

"Maybe it's because I can't bear to see a general like the princess die like this." The man's eyes looked open and sincere, without any impurities.

Ye Wudao suddenly laughed out loud. She relaxed her strength and leaned on the back of the chair, with a somewhat lazy expression. She looked at the man in front of her with interest: "Then what are your plans now? Let me go? I really They will think you are a spy planted by our Dayan in the Liang Kingdom."

Wei Jianglan didn't seem to care about the teasing meaning in Ye Wudao's words, and said slowly and good-temperedly: "The princess is right. We really can't let the princess go like this now, so we can only feel sorry for the princess to stay here temporarily." It’s been a few days.”

A gust of cold wind hit, and the window paper was blown by the wind "rustling".

The young man closed the window of the house, and at the same time blocked the scenery outside the window. He sighed slowly, as if he felt a little helpless: "Princess, I want to rest. It's cold in early spring, don't catch a cold!"

Ye Wudao looked thoughtfully at the door that was gently closed from the outside, recalling the conversation between the two just now.

This person is so tolerant, it must be a big picture!
But at this time, she doesn't have to worry about her life. Since she has worked so hard to save her, she won't kill her casually. It's useless to worry about it. It's better to get a good night's sleep first, and to heal her injuries early is a serious matter!

In the next few days, Wei Jianglan didn't show up, but he ordered Tiandong to deliver medicine every day, and the supplements, medicinal food, and running water were usually delivered here.

Ye Wudao accepted the order with peace of mind. When he had free time, he would read a book, sprinkle some beans by the window to feed the birds, and bask in the sun in the yard when the weather got warm. He seemed to have no concern about how long he would be imprisoned. It seems like he plans to live here for a long time.

On the attic, Wei Jianglan stood by the window, and he could see all the actions of the woman in the yard. She was lying on the chaise longue that Tiandong helped her move to the yard when Tiandong came to deliver the medicine in the morning. Holding the book and reading it for a while, he seemed to be sleepy, so he yawned and simply put the book on his face and fell asleep.

It's very patient!

The man's eyes are full of satisfaction, he is good at fighting, and he is so calm, if he can cooperate with her, he will be able to get twice the result with half the effort.

(End of this chapter)