Sure enough, the young man was slightly stunned when he heard this, glanced at her in shock, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on his cold face: "I'll do it myself."

Yan Nang pretended to be innocent and handed the powder that had unscrewed the plastic bottle cap and explained embarrassedly, "Are you going to replace clothes? It's better to change clothes before taking medicine. I just see that your arms seem inconvenient. Besides, you saved me last night, didn't you hug me..."

The boy nodded, pulled out a small bag from behind, took the medicine with one hand, and heard her last sentence, his face gradually froze.

It seemed that the more I explained, the more embarrassed he became... Yan Nan stopped, scratched her head, stood up and walked out of the wall.

The sound of clothes coming from inside came. After a while, it was still ringing. She asked in a low voice: "Are you okay?"

Speechless inside the wall.

Yan Nan quietly leaned her head in and looked in. The boy was locked with his eyebrows, and his forehead was covered with sweat. He reached his left hand into his clothes, and his right hand was still stretching back inch by inch, half-pulling his sleeves hanging behind his shoulders, and he couldn't reach it.

As the moonlight reflected, you could clearly see half of the semen in your chest, a long bloody cut from the right side of the collarbone to the armpit. When you moved your right hand, perhaps it was the wound, and the boy frowned even tighter.

Did it hurt the arrow just now?

Yan Nan sighed and walked in.

When the boy saw her coming, a hint of panic flashed through his expression of calmness.

Yan Nan knelt halfway to him, picked up his sleeve from behind and placed it in front of his arm, lowered his eyes and said dissatisfiedly: "It's this time, so why should you care about the rules? When you saved me last night, I guess I didn't think so much, right?"

The boy reached out to his sleeve, with a complicated expression, "I'll keep it secret for what happened last night and today."

When this kind of thing is spread, he will at most be a flirting reputation, but for the girl's family, it not only affects her reputation, but also affects her marriage events that are related to her life.

Yan Nan looked up and glanced at him, "Don't worry, I won't force you to marry me."

A red flashed across the boy's fair face, "I don't mean that."

Seeing that he was shy, Yan Nan suddenly felt playful and blinked: "Then are you going to marry me?"

In her eyes, although this young man was decisive and decisive in his age, he was shy and was just a young man.

The boy was a little panicked, "That, not..."

Yan Nan pursed her lips and smiled slightly, and took the medicine bottle in his hand, "Don't worry, you want to marry me, I won't marry you yet. Hold on to it, it hurts a little."

When the boy saw her change the subject, he breathed a sigh of relief and fell silent.

Yan Nan lowered her head and sprinkled the powder along the wound. The newly scabbed scars cracked and exposed the flesh and blood.

The chest under the moonlight is thin, the waist is strong, the texture is clear, and there is no fat at all.

However, compared to her white skin color, she prefers the bronze skin of Brother Yuan.

I thought of Brother Yuan again.

Yan Nan shook her head, and saw that the boy didn't even hum, and sighed in admiration, "Doesn't it hurt?"

Once she scratched her hand and screamed in pain when she sprinkled the powder.

The boy shook his head and returned to his usual cold and steady appearance.

Does it hurt? It seems to be.

But there are even more painful injuries in my heart. Thousands of lives are all pressed on my chest. What is the point of bleeding?

After using the medicine, the boy changed into neat clothes and looked even more eye-catching.

But his face suddenly became stiff and he moved in quietly.

Yan Nan heard the sound in his belly, and did not make any noise. She silently took out a bag from under the bookshelf, found the flint, and picked up a few cuts of wood from the ground and lit it.

He took out the roasted chicken left from yesterday, put it on the fire for a while, and handed the chicken legs left by Chunliu to the boy.

"Have you eaten yet?"

Fortunately, the weather is still cold and the food will not break down.

"Thank you." The young man narrowed his eyes and took it: "The fire is out, I'm afraid that someone will see it."

"This is left by my friend yesterday. Thank you, you should thank her." Yan Nan picked up a stick to put out the residual fire, thought of Chunliu, and sighed, "I don't know what she is now, do you know who she was last night?"

The boy shook his head, "I don't know, but your friend is fine for the time being."

"Really?" Yan Nan said loudly, pinching the fire stick and pounced on him excitedly, "How do you know?"

The young man moved his body to hide in, "Although I don't know that person, I know where it came from. It was a eunuch. They left Youzhou overnight last night, and I saw your friend being sent to a carriage. Since she hadn't been killed at that time, she shouldn't be in danger of life."

Yan Nan didn't expect that he was so concerned about that wave of people. He was glad that he asked the right person, but he was also worried about Chunliu's whereabouts. "What did they take Chunliu away? She was just a maid from the Yu family."

The boy shook his head, raised his chicken legs and placed them to his mouth.

Yan Nan retreated back to the wall, raised her head back and let out a sigh of relief, feeling extremely relaxed, as long as Chun Liu is alive!

Since that person is from the palace, she happened to go to Kaifeng to find Chunliu!

As the road ahead was clear, Yan Nan felt that the blood in her body was boiling and she was full of fighting spirit again.

Xia Yong is also dead. The biggest problem at the moment is how to use the two taels of silver on her to go to Kaifeng Mansion thousands of miles away!

She turned her head to look at the boy.

The boy ate very slowly, chewed very finely, and looked very gentle. Even if he sat against the broken wall on the ground, he could see his nobleness.

Yan Nan smiled friendly and brightly, "What's your name?"

She had a sense that this young man's identity was definitely not simple.

The boy slowly swallowed a mouthful of meat, "Yuan Zheng."

"Yuan Zheng?" Yan Nan said, and it sounded familiar.

"Are you from Youzhou?"

Yuan Zheng shook his head, "Kaifeng Mansion."

"Then why did you come to Youzhou? How could you know someone is trying to harm General Lin?"

Yuan Zheng swallowed another mouthful of meat: "It's hard to describe it."

Yan Nan was a little crazy.

Although this person is kind-hearted, he always looks cold and cold. If she hadn't been thick-skinned, the little girl wouldn't even dare to talk to him.

But he might be able to find some clues behind the murder of the Lin family army.

"Then why do you want to kill Xia Yong?" Yan Nan asked without shame.

Yuan Zheng raised his eyes and looked at Yan Nan, "Everyone can kill such a thief."

Yan Nan was silent, that simple?

Thinking of the day he said he was guarding the city, Yan Nan asked: "That day you said you wanted to guard the city, but how did you guard it alone? What happened later?"

Yuan Zheng's eyes were slightly darker, as if he didn't want to answer Yan Nan's question, and said slowly: "I am alone, of course I can't defend it. I can only tell the Western Qiang and Dongliao that Youzhou was abandoned by Daliang and was already an empty city. They naturally wanted to get a share of the pie. As long as they matched the Three Kingdoms, they could help the people of Youzhou to get time to escape and prepare, which would be considered as defending the city."

Yan Nan was a little stunned. He was indeed informed by Xi Qiang and Dongliao!

This matter is simple to say, but not easy to actually operate.

This man concealed the fact that Youzhou was given to the Northern Barbarians, and cleverly took advantage of the covetousness of Youzhou by all parties, and deceived the Western Qiang and Eastern Liao.

It is not easy to think of this quickly in that situation.

What's more, how did the letter be delivered? How could the other party believe the content on the letter?

Yan Nan wanted to ask in detail, but when she turned her head, she saw that the man had closed his eyes and leaned against the wall.

The undulating side profile is as perfect as a sculpture under the moonlight, elegant and sharp. Although it looks a little tired, it is still unabashed.

I'm afraid there are not many people who look so beautiful in the world?

The surname is Yuan...
Chapter completed!