As soon as Feng Jiuyan opened the medicine box, Yan Ci's eyes involuntarily looked into the medicine box.

He glanced curiously and saw neatly stacked bottles and jars in the medicine box.

He didn't know what medicine was in these bottles and jars, so he scanned them carefully, trying to find something familiar.

However, after checking, Yan Ci found that the wooden box did not contain the potion in the strange bottle that he had seen before, and a hint of disappointment flashed across his eyes.

Feng Jiuyan cast her eyes towards Yan Ci, and keenly caught the disappointed look on his face. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, outlining an imperceptible arc.

She knew very well what Yan Ci was looking for.

What he was looking for was the anesthesia spray that she had sold him at a high price last time.

Anesthetic spray is not a product of this era, so how could she put it in this medicine box so casually?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little teasing in her heart, and felt that Yan Ci's action was really cute and funny.

It seems that the anesthetic spray has a very great effect on Yan Ci.

"Turn around and face away from me." There was a hint of an irrepressible smile in Feng Jiuyan's voice.

Hearing this, Yan Ci followed Feng Jiuyan's instructions, turned his back to her, and faced the wound side towards her to make it easier for her to change the dressing.

Feng Jiuyan gently untied the bandage wrapped around Yanci's wound. When she saw the condition of the wound, she couldn't help but feel relieved. Compared with yesterday, the wound was obviously much better, with no signs of inflammation, and it had begun to scab over.

She secretly sighed in her heart, it really is worthy of the magical effect of the spiritual spring water. It was after using the spiritual spring water to carefully clean Yan Ci's wound that not only did the poison on the wound disappear, but the wound also healed faster, even better than expected.

Feng Jiuyan carefully applied some medicine to Yanci's wound, her movements were so gentle as if she was afraid of hurting him. She carefully spread the medicine evenly, making sure that every wound was properly treated.

Then, she picked up the bandage and began to carefully bandage Yanci's wound. Her fingers flexibly shuttled between the bandages, wrapping the wound tightly to ensure that there would not be any looseness.

After a while, the wound was bandaged.

Feng Jiuyan straightened up, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Okay."

"Thank you, Miss Feng." Yan Ci's low voice sounded in the air, and his eyes looked at Feng Jiuyan intently, full of sincerity.

There seemed to be stars twinkling in those deep eyes, which made people moved.

"You're welcome. It's my duty." Feng Jiuyan glanced away slightly, not daring to look into Yan Ci's deep eyes again.

His eyes, as deep as a pool, made her fall in love with him.

Afterwards, everyone went about their own business in harmony.

Before long, time quietly came to noon.

The officers found a suitable place to rest and let everyone stop and rest for a while.

The rest time this time is still one and a half hours.

Feng Jiuyan and Madam Feng got off the donkey cart and left Feng Jiuli in the carriage for Yan Ci to use as orders.

In late autumn in the north, the sun is mild and not glaring, the sky is as blue as a gem, and the clouds are as white as cotton. There is a slight coolness in the air, and the breeze is light and refreshing.

Feng Jiuyan gently raised her head, her delicate face shining in the sunlight. She slowly opened her hands and stretched lazily, as if to release all her fatigue.

The warm sunlight fell on her body like a veil, outlining her graceful figure. Her long hair fluttered gently in the breeze, gleaming with a hint of luster. Her skin was as white as snow, with a faint blush, and her eyes were bright and clear, like a clear spring, lively and spiritual.

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised with a sweet smile. At this moment, she was as beautiful as a fairy from wonderland, making people fall for her and be intoxicated by her.

Yan Ci, who was drinking water, happened to witness this scene inadvertently. In an instant, he felt as if there was a naughty cat's paw scratching his heart, making him feel itchy and unable to suppress the throbbing in his heart.

"Brother Yanci, Brother Yanci, what's wrong with you?" Feng Jiuli looked at Yanci, who was in a daze, with confusion. She stretched out her small hand and waved it gently in front of his eyes, trying to pull him back from his thoughts.

"Oh, no, I'm fine, I'm fine." Yan Ci came back to his senses suddenly as if he had been electrocuted, and a hint of panic immediately flashed in his eyes, like a frightened deer.

And at this moment, the water in the water bag seemed to be out of control, and some of it accidentally overflowed from the mouth of the bag. The crystal clear water droplets drew arcs in the air, and then dripped on him, wetting his lapels.

"Oh! Brother Yanci, your clothes are wet. Wait a minute, I'll wipe them for you." Feng Jiuli quickly took out a handkerchief from her arms, with a panicked look on her face, and began to wipe Yanci's clothes.

"Ali, I'm fine. You don't need to wipe off this little bit of water. It will be gone in a while..." Yan Ci hadn't finished speaking when his eyes were suddenly attracted by the interesting orange and yellow pattern on Feng Jiuli's handkerchief.

On it is a cute little yellow duck!

He had once picked up a handkerchief in Black Wind Village with the same pattern as the one in Feng Jiuli's hand. At that time, he was fighting with the man in black with a monkey face mask who had fought with him many times. When the man in black fled in a hurry, he accidentally dropped this handkerchief and was picked up by him.

The pattern on the handkerchief in Feng Jiuli's hand was exactly the same as the one he picked up!

His eyes flickered for a moment, then returned to normal, and he said calmly: "Ari, you don't have to help me wipe it, I can do it myself."

After saying that, he took the handkerchief from Feng Jiuli without question and wiped himself carefully. At the same time, he asked casually, "Ah Li, I see the pattern on your handkerchief is quite special. It's the first time I've seen such a cute and special pattern. Did your mother embroider it for you?"

Feng Jiuli was not at all vigilant. She shook her head and replied with a smile, "No, it's not. My sister embroidered this for me. It's the only one in the entire Great Yan Dynasty! Even Sister Aning and Brother Song Chen don't have one. This is called a little yellow duck. Isn't it cute?"

His words were full of pride for his sister.

"Well, it's really cute and unique." Yan Ci raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, holding the handkerchief tightly in his hand.

He pretended to scratch his cheek with his fingers, and took the opportunity to bring the handkerchief closer to his nose, wanting to smell the scent on it.

Sure enough, there was a faint unique fragrance coming from the tip of my nose.

Even the scent was exactly the same as the handkerchief he picked up!