Chapter 225 Changing Clothes

It was still dark when a slight noise was heard beside me.

Jiang Yuzhu slept uneasily, her eyes narrowed into slits, and she peeked at Xie Zhao who was changing clothes.

At this moment, Xie Zhao was changing his underwear with his back to her. He was so tall that he almost blocked Jiang Yuzhu's sight.

He looks thin, but in fact he has broad shoulders and narrow hips, and the lines of his body flow just right, which matches his face perfectly.

As Jiang Yuzhu was thinking, she realized that her hand was stretched out unconsciously. She only needed to move forward to touch his waist.

At the critical moment, Jiang Yuzhu got scared, pretended to yawn, turned slightly to the side and continued to pretend to sleep.

She secretly reminded herself that she could only like male beauty 50% at most, as beauty could mislead people and easily lead to trouble.

But when it comes to money, she can devote everything!

Xie Zhao put on his clothes leisurely, turned around, and found that his wife was sleeping soundly.

There was a hint of helpless doting in his eyes, and Xie Zhao did not intend to expose Jiang Yuzhu.

Before leaving, Xie Zhao hesitated for a moment, and finally kissed Jiang Yuzhu on the forehead and said softly: "Wait for news from your husband."

The door opened and closed, Jiang Yuzhu touched her side, and still felt the warmth left by Xie Zhao.

She sat up, not wanting to sleep at all, feeling lost.

It is really cold in the north. Even if you cover yourself with a thick quilt, you can still feel the biting wind blowing through you.

Xie Zhao's body was warm, and Jiang Yuzhu snuggled into his arms, which was more effective than a hot water bottle.

"well!"

Jiang Yuzhu put on her coat and was no longer sleepy.

About a quarter of an hour later, the rooster crowed for the first time.

The Korean paper at the door was shrouded in a dark shadow. The visitor hesitated for a moment, knocked on the door and asked tentatively: "Madam, may I come in?"

"Come in!"

Jiang Yuzhu came to the door and saw Hongli carrying a kettle wrapped in cotton wool.

The door opened a crack, and Hongli slipped in. She put down the kettle and rubbed her red, frozen fingers, saying, "The master asked me to bring you warm water for washing, saying that you woke up, but I didn't believe it!"

If this were in the capital, Jiang Yuzhu would never get up early and would basically sleep until she woke up naturally.

After arriving in the north, there was nowhere to hang out, and my habits changed accordingly.

After washing with warm water, Jiang Yuzhu calmed down a little and picked up a cup of hot tea.

Before he could even take the first sip, a servant in the mansion reported, "Madam, Doctor Yan is here with his servant!"

Also coming were hundreds of rabbits in cages.

Hongli couldn't help but hold his forehead and said, "You came so early. Doctor Yan, do you not understand the ways of the world? Do you think our house is his backyard?"

Hong Xiu picked off a branch of plum blossoms and placed it in the vase as decoration. She said, "Perhaps his idea is very simple, just to get a free breakfast?"

At yesterday's dinner, Doctor Yan's face was beaming with joy as he ate. In Hongxiu's mind, his serious image had completely collapsed, as if this man had never eaten meat before.

"As long as Doctor Yan can solve the problem of the supply of medicinal materials for the soldiers in the North City Camp, I will be happy with it as long as it takes!"

Unable to get enough of the northern land, Jiang Yuzhu brought Doctor Yan back to the capital.

They had breakfast in the side hall. Hong Xiu had already prepared something and served Doctor Yan a bowl of five-red soup, paired with a large steamed bun with red dates.

Although it was not bright red, it was enough to make Doctor Yan, who hated the color red, frown. He held the spoon in his hand, but was reluctant to eat it.

Seeing this, the servant nearby had no choice but to try to adjust the atmosphere.

"Sir, Madam Xie hopes that you can adapt as quickly as possible. She has good intentions."

After the servant finished speaking, he looked a little depressed.

He had a nightmare last night.

In the dream, the servant turned into a hen. He huddled in a corner pitifully and begged for mercy. Yan Lin, on the other hand, was holding a machete with bloodshot eyes and a ferocious look, and he was determined to chop off his head.

What the officer mentioned left a deep shadow in the servant's heart.

When he heard that after killing rabbits he would be able to advance to killing sheep and pigs, the servant's face suddenly turned pale.

"Thank you Madam. I think my young master just has a psychological problem. He also has times when he doesn't faint when he sees blood."

The servant's words attracted the attention of Jiang Yuzhu and Yan Lin.

Especially Yan Lin, after thinking carefully, said solemnly: "Xiao Wu, you must be honest and not lie to others."

If Yan Lin was not afraid of human blood, he would not have to flee to the north to protest against wearing a bright red wedding dress.

What about helping the engaged woman get married? That's just an excuse.

Just like now, a bowl of five-red soup made Yan Lin feel particularly uncomfortable. If he didn't still have some rationality, he really wanted to vomit the overnight meal into the soup.

The servant named Xiao Wu showed a trace of grievance and said: "It's true, how dare I say nonsense in front of you!"

After drinking a bowl of hot soup, Jiang Yuzhu waited for a long time but saw no response. She turned around and asked, "Tell me what's going on."

If there is a precedent of not fainting when seeing human blood, then the follow-up will indeed be much smoother.

Xiao Wu hesitated for a long time before answering, "In summer, it's humid and rainy in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are many mosquitoes."

He started with a preface, and seeing no one objected, Xiao Wu clenched his fists and said angrily, "My master killed a bloody and poisonous mosquito in the room!"

Yan Lin was very angry because he was bitten several times.

After using mosquito repellent incense to stun the mosquito, Yan Lin slapped it.

"How much blood does a mosquito have? It must be my young master's blood if it's that red!"

After Yan Lin swatted the mosquito, he did not show any sign of fainting. Instead, he showed a proud and happy smile.

Last night, Xiaowu suddenly thought of how cold the border town was and how mosquitoes couldn't survive in the winter. Then a light bulb went off in his head and he thought of this.

Yan Lin: “…”

Jiang Yuzhu: “…”

If you want to quibble, Xiaowu has a point.

Yan Lin faints at the sight of blood, and has a certain requirement for the amount of blood he needs, which is related to his emotions.

After dinner, the group went to the courtyard where the kitchen was to kill rabbits.

The cook gave some instructions first, then skillfully killed and bled the rabbit.

Yan Lin seemed to understand everything, but he was not good at killing.

The force of the first cut on the neck was too weak. After the rabbit's neck bled, it became crazy and bit Yan Lin's wrist in desperation.

When the rabbit is anxious, it bites people and blood comes out.

Next, there was another familiar voice.

Xiao Wu couldn't bear to watch it, his mind was in a mess as he thought about the officer's advice, and he didn't step forward to help immediately, causing Yan Lin to fall headfirst into the snow pile under the tree.

"Madam Xie, will my son really get better?"

Xiaowu's lips trembled, not knowing when his son's journey as a butcher would come to an end.

Jiang Yuzhu is more anxious than Xiaowu. The psychological factors certainly don’t happen overnight, but accumulate slowly, bit by bit.

Now, it seems that time is running out.

Once the news reaches several cities in the north and Yan Lin’s authority as the young master is taken away, how can he mobilize the medicine storehouse?

"Xiao Wu, help your young master up. I have a plan."

Jiang Yuzhu remembered that she had seen Mo Qianyu's eye mask in the military tent, which was similar to modern sunglasses.

Because it used a gold wire frame and had fine craftsmanship, Jiang Yuzhu curiously asked the reason.

"It turns out that in the north, it snows all year round, so people who travel outside, as long as they have enough money, will prepare something to cover themselves against snow blindness."

As long as Yan Lin is given a pair, the color of blood will not be red to him. Will this help him overcome the psychological factors?