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Chapter Eighty-Five

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    The road in the mountain forest is slippery after it has just rained, but the spring grass is quietly popping up.

    After the war was over, Yuan Fu returned to Nanyan to hide, and the city defense seemed less important. At this time, all the soldiers that could be used had been dispatched, and joined the team of collecting herbs all over the mountains and fields.

    There are too many medicinal materials, and it is really difficult to explain the shape of the medicinal herbs to this group of men who can't even tell the difference between ginseng and radish. In the end, they simply asked them to pick all the vegetation except weeds, and waited to go back  Choose slowly.

    Wanyao carried a small bamboo basket on her back, and borrowed Xiang Huan's snow teeth as trekking sticks. She didn't get tired from climbing the mountain, but her hands softened first.

    The latter took the silver gun from her side.

    "It's been said that you can't hold it, so you have to be strongwith me here, why are you afraid of falling?"

    Xiang Huan walked in front of Wanyao, turned around and held her hand, and dragged her up the steep slope.

    Wanyao managed to stand still, straightened her clothes with her head down and complained in a low voice, "You've been using snow teeth since you were ten years old, I thought it wasn't too heavy"

    Hearing this, the young man spread out his palms with a proud look, and raised the corners of his mouth while flipping through them, "I was born with great strength, can you match it? Don't look at me falling last time, in fact, I just hugged you with one hand  .¡±

    Wan Yao hugged the bamboo basket in his arms, rolled his eyes and gave him such pride, "Ah, really?"

    "Don't believe me, I'll let you 'try it' next time."

    As soon as she finished raising her eyebrows, she pinched her through her sleeves. He was not afraid of pain, he still smiled vainly, and followed behind cheekily.

    Wanyao took out a small hoe from behind the bamboo basket and squatted in the grass to dig the coriander. Xiang Huan helped her dig the soil, and said in a very boring way: "You said, our war has been over for almost a month, so it can be regarded as  You won a big victory, let alone a reward, and now you have to dig the herbs yourself Is this the attitude towards a meritorious minister?"

    She paused for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Didn't the imperial edict come down?"

    "Yes." Xiang Huan concentrated on digging his weeds, "Yesterday the imperial envoy from Chang'an arrived at the barracks, and there was an eunuch whose nose almost grew upward."

    Wan Yao was curious: "What did he say?"

    "Then the emperor praised a few words without pain or itching, and gave some useless jade and magic weapons, and it was over. He didn't mention food, grass and pensions. He just ordered Da Sima to stay in the city and wait for orders, in case Yuan Jun made a comeback.  ¡ª¡ªThis is exactly the same as the set that was perfunctory to me back then, even the content of the imperial edict is not changed."

    Wan Yao was silent for a moment, "I have heard people say that since ancient times, those who are brave enough to shake the Lord will be in danger, and those who have made great achievements will not be rewarded [note]. Now the general is in the position of a minister and has the power to shake the Lord, and his reputation is high in the world.  , being loved by all people, this is not a good thing for His Majesty who has just succeeded to the throne."

    "Is that why you gave your life to him for nothing?" Xiang Huan probably remembered some unpleasant past events, and his strength in digging the grass was somewhat indignant, "Anyway, I don't have a good opinion of that emperor."

    She smiled lightly when she heard the words, and wiped off the soil on the roots of the Imperata cottage, "Let's collect herbs seriously, it will probably rain tomorrow."

    Although it is possible to rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, the medicinal herbs are limited after all, and because the nearby counties are unwilling to help them, the people in the city have to follow them to dig the medicinal materials.

    ? On the huge side of the mountain, people are everywhere.

    Wanyao saw several people with iron rings on their wrists passing by, and she quietly leaned into Xiang Huan's ear, "He is a domestic slave of the Peng family."

    The young man glanced away, grabbed the grass and snorted coldly, "That trash hurt his eyes, and he must be in urgent need of herbs It's so cheap that he is still alive."

    In the afternoon, the hills became more lively. Poria cocos, Chinese peonies, and licorice that looked different from ordinary grasses were all looted, and even many rabbits that had just woken up from hibernation were scared and shrank back to their nests.

    The south is warm, and many apricot trees have begun to bud. Xiang Huan sat on a smooth boulder for a while, and when he looked up, he saw a branch growing obliquely from the top, and the flowers were blooming just right.

    He couldn't help but plucked half of it cheaply, and inserted it into Wanyao's head casually.

    Once she tied it down, she felt that she was wearing it incorrectly, and looked awkward from side to side, so she wanted to take it off and start over again, but the flowers and branches were rough, and this removal involved a lot of black hair, which directly messed up her bun.

    The latter finally covered his head angrily, and kicked him.

    Not far away, Yu Fei was getting up to wipe off his sweat, when he was shown a face, he grinned sinisterly and clicked his tongue contemptuously.

    "Immortal."

    When the evening was approaching, the rain suddenly fell as soon as it was said, and the sky was still clear just now, but in a blink of an eye, there was a lot of noise all over the mountain.

    ?Everyone was drowned in the water, so they had to call it a day and leave, and returned to the government office in a particularly embarrassing state.The lingering fragrance of saponins.

    As far as the eye can see is a handful of black silk, which is still dripping water, but the touch under the fingertips is delicate, soft, and slightly moist.

    He couldn't help rubbing it back and forth twice, it was as smooth as satin.

    The young man raised his head in a daze, and was facing Wanyao's dazed and frightened water eyes, which were filled with astonishment.

    It was only then that Xiang Huan realized that she was only wearing a small dress, with three white plums embroidered in the begonia red, making her skin as milky as snow and suet, and powdery under the candlelight.

    After taking a bath, his rosy cheeks rose and fell with his breathing, and there was something round and soft on his chest that was gently pressing against his shirt.

    It was as if a handful of fireworks exploded in my mind.

    He suddenly had an inexplicable heartbeat like thunder, and he was about to explain when he came back to his senses: "I"

    However, Wan Yao's movements came faster than him, as if he had an instinctive reaction, he raised his hand and slapped him.

    There was a crisp sound of "pop".

    After she finished the beating, she was stunned, her hands curled up in front of her chest, motionless, and Xiang Huan looked at her so nonchalantly, obviously a little dazed by the slap.

    "Xiang Huan!" Yu Fei in the courtyard was still reluctant to let go, "Are you all right? Hey, what happened to this house, so I can't help but touch it"

    Seeing that she was walking this way, Xiang Huan snapped back to his senses, quickly got up from her body, grabbed the clothes at the head of the bed and wrapped her in a vague way, then rushed out, kicking Yu Fei head-on.

    The latter was about to curse, but was startled by his slightly swollen half of his face, and didn't expect what happened for a while.

    "You, what's wrong with your face"

    Xiang Huan held his head and turned it in a circle, then pushed forward: "What are you looking at, don't leave yet!"

    "No, there"

    "What's inside and outside, look back and I've gouged out your eyeballs!"

    The voices of the teenagers gradually faded away.

    Wan Yao struggled to get her head out of the messy clothes. She sat there blankly for a moment, then shivered, quickly jumped onto the bed, and quickly covered her head with the quilt.

    Every inch of skin on the whole body seemed to be roaring with her collectively.

    Ah ah ah ah!

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