The Resplendent Farming Apothecary - Chapter 395

[Chapter 395 A photo]

After a day’s drive, Gu Ye felt a little tired. The elusive and ghostly charm came to her side at this time and said: “Girl, the curfew is about to be held, and it is too late to go to Xicheng. The master has a yard nearby, and his subordinates have already arranged for them. Why don’t you go there first tonight? Rest?”

Gu Ye looked at his grandfather with a questioning look. Gu Xiao saw that his granddaughter was sleepy and his grandson was yawning frequently. Although he did not want to live in the house prepared by the stinky boy surnamed Ling, as the King of Tai County said, almost every inn in Dongcheng District was full. It was too late. In order for his grandchildren to sleep peacefully, he could only agree with a dark face.

The house is not too far from Qingfeng Building, it is quiet in the middle of the noise, and the location is very good. Grandpa Gu Xiaosun and Jun Qicheng were placed in the guest room of the outer courtyard. Gu Ye, who was stunned, entered the hanging flower gate in the inner courtyard, went to the shoulder pad prepared by the mother-in-law in the inner courtyard, and was carried to a quiet courtyard in a confused manner.

After a tiring day, Gu Ye didn’t have the strength to appreciate the yard. After taking a quick bath, she fell asleep on the bed while Yue Yuan was pulling Sha. Yueyuan picked up the cool quilt on the side and put it lightly on the girl’s waist, only to find out that it was actually made of two layers of water brocade.

In other people’s homes, even a shuiguang brocade handkerchief is enough to show off, to actually spend so much material to make a quilt, Ling Gongzi is really extravagant! However, this is exactly what the girl needs. It’s autumn now, and the night is a bit chilly. Don’t cover the quilt for fear that the girl will catch a cold; if you do, the girl will definitely kick the quilt. This shuiguang brocade is close to the skin, as if it has a layer of autumn water, which is comfortable and breathable without getting hot. The girl should be able to cover it now, right?

Yue Yuan served the master well, and checked inside and outside the house. After confirming that it was safe, she fell asleep on the couch by the window.

Moonlight slid into the window and secretly looked at the little girl on the bed. A gust of breeze came through the window, Gu Ye stretched his limbs and slept more sweetly. There was a sweet smile on her sweet face. Did you see the person who cared about her in a dream?

Ling Juechen, who was far away in Shengjing of the Yan Kingdom, was greeted by the civil and military people of the Manchu Dynasty and the people of Beijing after winning the victory.

After rewarding the three armies and rewarding the generals, Ling Juechen finally returned to the general’s palace. He went back to Dapeng in the mansion one step ahead of him, grinning happily and saying: “General, after the old general asks you to come back, go to the study to see him.” On

the way to the study, Ling Juechen only heard the flapping of his wings. When he raised his head, he saw the messenger falcon, named “Xiao Bai” by his little girl, slowly descending. He raised his arm, and Xiaobai obediently landed on his forearm. He took a piece of paper from Xiaobai’s paw.

When Dapeng saw this, he grew even more grinning. He leaned over and asked knowingly, “General, Miss Gu has sent a letter? What did the letter say?” Every time Xiaobai returned, the general would be happy for a long time.

Ling Juechen threw a cold look at him – what is written in the letter, does this general still want to report to you?

Dapeng touched his nose, curiously stretched out his head and glanced at the master’s hand, and reluctantly extended his hand to Xiaobai-he went to feed Xiaobai, wouldn’t it?

Ling Juechen touched the paper note and found that it was a small piece of hard paper. He slowly removed it, but found only four words were written on the paper note – well, don’t read it! This little guy with no conscience, he was full of three teeny small letters, and he only replied in just four words, and he wrote it in a hurry!

Ling Juechen was full of helplessness. Thinking of the little unconscionable person when they parted, his brain was occupied by the cowpox vaccine, and he was perfunctory even saying goodbye to him. At this time, it should be in the intensive development of cowpox, right? well! No way, who made him fall in love with a workaholic girlfriend?

Looking at the piece of cardboard that was not as big as his slap, he immediately stretched his eyebrows and revealed a gentle smile. It was a half-length photo of a little girl, and the background was a medicine field in space.

The little girl is dressed in a white embroidered orchid dress, her hair is simply combed with two buds, dotted with pink crystal bead flowers, her eyebrows are large, her nose is full of cherry blossoms, and her beautiful eyes seem to be filled with spring water. Playful with a sly brilliance, as if to appease him: I will write to you seriously when I am done with my work. Good ha!

Dapeng, who was carrying Xiaobai about to leave, saw that the master’s eyebrows and eyes gradually became gentle, and the pair of handsome eyes were almost so soft that water dripped. He was curious about what was written in the letter, as if a cat was scratching in his heart.

Dapeng moved his steps quietly and slowly moved to the master’s side. Huh? The master didn’t find him? Look too focused, right?

He stretched his head and leaned in, and suddenly exclaimed: “Wow! Whose painting skills are so amazing? It’s like a real person coming in front of him! Look at this color palette, this… hey! General, don’t hide it. It’s a pity it’s too small, it would be great if the portrait was bigger!”

Ling Juechen put the photo against his chest, glanced at Dapeng lightly, and walked quickly to the study. The white falcon in Dapeng’s hand shoved into the hand of a servant, and hurriedly said: “You, feed the falcon!”

The servant, stiffened, looked at the fierce-eyed falcon for a while, crying and mourning A face: This eagle ancestor, won’t peck off a piece of his meat?

Dapeng trotted to the study room first, and whispered in the old general’s ear. Seeing that his general had entered the door of the study, and pretending that nothing had happened, he turned around and sorted out the military books on the bookshelf.

When Old General Ling saw his grandson returning, he immediately grinned: “Chen’er, will this expedition go well?”

“Mmm!” After Ling Juechen greeted his grandfather, he sat down in front of him, silent as usual. However, Old General Ling caught the gentleness that was not there in the past from between his grandson’s eyebrows.

“I heard that the eldest prince of Li country used poison despicably, and tens of thousands of our soldiers were infected with the plague?” Old General Ling thought of the news that Dapeng brought back, suppressed his excitement, and continued to attack.

“Yes!” Ling Juechen glanced lightly at Dapeng, who was listening to them with all his ears, but still refused to say a word.

“Then, how was the plague resolved?” Old General Ling really wanted to pry his grandson’s mouth open with a chisel. Say one more word and you’ll die!