The door opened, and Lan came in with a bowl of medicine with an expressionless face. He put it on the table and prepared to go out as usual - these past few days, Shui Yao had been feeding Yue Nanchen the medicine personally!

"Lan Yi, give him medicine!" Shui Yao stood alone by the window, looking coldly at a plate of cactus on the windowsill.

In winter, there are too many fire trays in the room. It is good for the body to put some green plants. There are no fresh flowers here, so I can only use cacti instead.

Lan was slightly stunned, knowing that his master was being upset again, so he hurried forward, helped Yue Nanchen up, leaned him against the head of the bed, then turned around to get the medicine.

"Lan Yi, please put the medicine there. I won't drink it!" Yue Nanchen spoke in a hoarse voice. Almost ten days of high fever made him very haggard. He looked like an old man and his skin had lost its luster.

Lan Yi hesitated slightly, looked back at Shui Yao who was silent, and finally chose to retreat quickly and wisely.

There was silence in the room until Yue Nanchen started coughing.

Shui Yao turned around quickly and inserted the needle into his acupuncture point. Yue Nanchen slowly breathed a sigh of relief and then felt comfortable.

He pulled out the silver needle, picked up the medicine on the table, handed it to the man coldly, and said in a cold voice, "Drink the medicine!"

Yue Nanchen slowly raised his eyes and glanced at Shui Yao who was standing in front of him. Ahem, the woman didn't even look at him, but turned her face coldly towards the cactus. Is he so ugly now that he is not even as ugly as a cactus?

Yue Nanchen's thin lips pursed and cracked in grievance, and he spoke hoarsely, "I don't have the strength to raise my hands, can you trouble Yao'er to feed me?"

Shui Yao turned her face away coldly.

She refused, but she didn't expect that he would look at her aggrievedly, with the corners of his mouth drooping pitifully. Coupled with his long-term illness, he looked so pitiful.

She stirred the medicine impatiently, and after making sure it was at the right temperature, she scooped it up and put it to the man's lips with an expressionless face.

He opened his lips with difficulty, but his eyes were trying hard to hold back a smile. He swallowed the medicine, and immediately, Yue Nanchen's facial features wrinkled up, and he looked at Shui Yao bitterly, "This medicine... is so bitter! Can't you add some sugar?"

Shuiyao scratched her ears. Was she hallucinating? How could the dignified Prince of Yongnan find the medicine bitter? He wanted to add sugar? How old was he this year? Was he a child?

"Add some sugar, it won't destroy the medicinal properties!" Yue Nanchen insisted in a low voice, his dark eyes glowing.

"No!" Shui Yao said firmly, "Only in this way can you remember this lesson. If you think the medicine is bitter, then don't get hurt!"

This sounds a bit unreasonable. The person was injured for your sake, and you still abused him like this... But Lan Shuiyao just wanted him to know that she didn't want to owe him any favors at all!

Yue Nanchen did not argue, but frowned bitterly, and endured it, drinking the medicine mouthful by mouthful. The medicine was bitter, and the man's handsome features were wrinkled! After drinking it, he stuck out his tongue and exhaled bitterly.

"It's your fault!" Shui Yao said in dissatisfaction, threw the medicine bowl coldly on the table, and then walked straight out of the room.

Yue Nanchen frowned bitterly. What was going on? What was she angry about? Didn't she know that he was injured because of her? If she wasn't the master of that useless Wuxing Palace, he wouldn't care about this kind of thing.

What's going on.

He had originally wanted to recuperate, quickly resolve the issues of Louxi Country, and enjoy the mountains and rivers with her. But now, he probably won't be able to use martial arts for another ten days or half a month!

“Qianhun!” He touched his chest and shouted loudly. The door opened immediately. Qianhun and Bairen almost flew in and rushed over at once. “Master, you are finally awake!”

Yue Nanchen nodded lazily, "Yeah, I slept for two days, and my bones are hardened!"

"What do you mean two days?" Qian Hun couldn't help but screamed, "It should be ten days, okay? I had a fever for ten days, talked nonsense, and was shaking all over. I almost died several times. If it weren't for my wife, I would have died several times!"

Yue Nanchen was stunned. "Ten days? It's been such a long time? Why didn't I feel anything?"

"That's right. I just lay there unconscious, and I was worried to death!" Qianhun said, and couldn't help wiping away tears.

Yue Nanchen was stunned. "Qianhun, when did you become like a child? Am I fine now?"

Qianhun sniffed, "Master, it's a good thing you woke up. If you died, Qianhun would not live either!"

Bai Ren, who had been standing like a log at the head of Yue Nanchen's bed, finally nodded this time.

"How ridiculous! Are you still going with me? It's not your turn to commit suicide for love!" Yue Nanchen chuckled, but was moved in his heart. In fact, sometimes when it's in danger, you can really see a person's true heart!

Qianhun looked at Yue Nanchen's forced smile and blinked in confusion. "Master actually smiled. This was the first time he really smiled since Madam left. It seemed that Madam was really important to Master!"

"Qianhun, didn't you tell her that I knew Yao'er's identity?"

Yue Nanchen finally remembered something important.

"I told you. Madam is so jealous, I quickly explained it to her. I won't care about you if I don't!" Qian Hun immediately took credit for it, but he didn't tell her that Bai Ren wanted to kill his madam. It's better to have less trouble than more!

"Well done, I can't let Yao'er misunderstand me again. But why is she still angry?" Yue Nanchen couldn't figure it out. Alas, women's hearts are as unpredictable as the sea!

"Bai Ren, I see that Madam doesn't want me to get hurt!" Bai Ren finally spoke, and his words were very insightful.

Yue Nanchen was stunned, then blinked and said with interest, "Why don't you tell me about it!"

Bai Ren whispered respectfully, "In my opinion, Madam has me in her heart. For the past ten days, Madam has been serving me without taking off her clothes. Now she is going to lead the troops and go to the battlefield for me. If she didn't have me in her heart, how could she do this?"

Bai Ren paused for a moment, "Madam is worried about me and doesn't want me to get hurt again!"

"You said Yao'er loves me?" Yue Nanchen blinked in surprise, his eyes sparkling like a child who saw candy. Suddenly, his eyes darkened, and the rapid change in his expression scared Bai Ren. "You said that Yao'er has been leading the troops these days? Where did Yue Nanyu die? What do you do?"

Qianhun and Bairen immediately knelt on the ground and shouted, "Master, please don't be angry. I'm not well yet..."

"I'm not angry? I'm so angry that I want to kill someone. Do I want you two to be cowards?" Yue Nanchen's face was cold and his tone was sinister. He had completely changed from his approachable appearance just now, and had already returned to the sinister and cold-blooded King Yongnan!

"Master, it's not that we don't want to go, it's Madam

Only her people can use the weapon, we can only deal with the aftermath and protect the lady!" Qianhun hurriedly explained before his head was moved.

With cold narrowed eyes and the angry veins on his face slowly rebounding, Yue Nanchen's expression eased slightly, but his eyes were still cold, "Yao'er is not injured, right? She..."

"Didn't I see that Madam was injured?" Qian Hun saw that Yue Nanchen's face was not as bright as before, so he pouted boldly. When he saw that the man's eyes were dark again, he immediately said respectfully, "No, no, Qian Hun and Bai Ren will protect Madam even if it means death!"

Yue Nanchen nodded coldly and closed his eyes tiredly.

Yao'er actually went to the battlefield for him? Did Yao'er really care about him and didn't want to see him get hurt, so she got angry?

Qianhun and Bairen looked at each other and wiped the sweat from their foreheads. Hey, they say women are moody, but it turns out that men who are deeply in love are the same!

"How's the battle going recently?" After a short rest, Yue Nanchen opened his dark and deep eyes again.

Qianhun quickly replied, “The Louxi Kingdom launched an attack, but we repelled it. Later, they harassed us several times, but they were all small-scale, as if they were testing the power of Madam’s weapons. They suffered a few times and are now temporarily calm.

But Qianhun received news these days that a certain saint suddenly appeared in Louxi Country, and used the Louxi royal family's highest order, the Soul Chasing Order, to summon talented people scattered across the country. It seems that there is something big going on!"

"Soul-Hunting Order? Holy Mother?" Yue Nanchen's eyes darkened. The country of Louxi has always been famous for its sorcery and witchcraft. There are indeed many talented people. If they were really summoned together, it would probably be a big hidden worry.