Miracle Doctor, Abandoned Daughter: The Sly Emperor’s Wild Beast-Tamer Empress

The Xi and Jiuye who had been in the legion, both recruits and veterans, knew very well that although this captain was young, he managed the army very strictly, and the most taboo was the various acts of favoritism.

The young man in front of him, all over his body, was incompatible with the Legion.

Let "he" join the army as if to let him die.

The boy blushed and scratched his head.

"I asked someone about your name. I didn't pass the physical fitness test, but I passed the paperwork test. They said that I was different from you. My brain was flexible enough."

Xi Jiuye's face was even darker and stinky boy. At this time, he turned around and satirized his brain not being flexible enough?

Xi Jiuye snorted coldly and went straight ahead.

Anyhow he took a step, the teenager behind moved a step.

When he took a big step, the teenager behind him ran a small step, and after a few hundred feet, Xi Jiuye was irritated.

He "carried" around the boy's neck and glared at the owner of the beautiful, over-fired eyes.

"Your kid wants to be beaten, right? What are you doing with me?"

"I'm not called" boy ", I'm Ye Ling, I didn't follow you, I just want to return to my own camp."

With that said, Juvenile Ye Ling pointed to a camp not far away.

The corner of Xi Jiuye's mouth twitched fiercely.

It is such a waste that cannot be carried on the shoulders and shoulders, but is divided into his hands.

He was already a captain at the time and shared a camp account with the clerk.

His clerk and his wife were in labor and returned to his hometown on leave.

This kid actually came to replace the clerk.

His hands were light and fluttering, not like carrying a person at all, looking at this head only to his shoulders, and the weight was not comparable to a young sack of rice. Xi Jiuye only felt that there was blood on the soles of his feet.

Xi Jiuye carried Ye Ling, neither letting go, nor letting go, and stalemate for a long time, carrying "he" into the camp account.

"What do I say, what do you remember, if one word goes wrong, get out of the barracks immediately."

Xi Jiuye said nothing, and quickly talked about the military situation detected by the day patrol.

Juvenile Ye Ling hurriedly grabbed a pen and wrote it.

Xi Jiuye spoke very quickly. After he finished speaking, the young Ye Ling just happened to write.

Xi Jiuye glanced a few times. The boy's handwriting was surprisingly beautiful and the writing was not bad. Xi Jiuye raised his eyebrows and threw the paper back.

His eyes were sharp, and he looked at Ye Ling up and down.

"Too thin, too weak, too short, in addition to good writing and memory, you can only be a clerk."

Juvenile Ye Ling heard it, and instead of being angry, he jumped up suddenly. "He" grabbed Xi Jiuye's sleeve without any excuse. The puppy-like appearance appeared again.

"Captain Jiuye, you promised to let me stay? You can rest assured that I will grow taller and stronger, and I will never drag your hind legs."

Xi Jiuye's mouth twitched fiercely again, staring at Ye Ling's "paws."

"To live in my camp, I must obey my rules."

Xi Jiuyehu looked at his face, grabbed his hand, and wiped his hand hard with a wet cloth.

The young man blushed and his hands were finally washed in vain.

Seeing the tiny wounds above, Xi Jiuye pours a bottle of gold wound medicine on "he" indiscriminately, and his hands are turned into dumplings.

Juvenile Ye Ling looked at the hand of "Can't bear to watch", his eyes blinked, and he whispered something to Xi Jiuye.

"It's so good that you're bandaged, it's a little bit worse than my mother."

Xi Jiuye was too lazy to ignore him and turned over on the bed.

As for the bed of Juvenile Ye Ling, because he was a recruit, he could only hit the floor.

The conditions in the military barracks are limited, and recruits less than two years old do not even have a bed.

"Hey, thank you."

At the moment before the lights went out, the young Ye Ling curled up in the corner at the other end of the camp, like a dream, and said softly.

Xi Jiuye snorted coldly and turned over, ignoring "him."

"Thank you for saving the gods. I heard that the recruitment order was made by the generals in the camp."

Without turning back, Xi Jiuye could feel the hot eyes of the teenager behind him.

He said nothing, waved his palm, and the camp account dimmed.

He didn't look back, so he didn't see Juvenile Ye Ling's eyes, which lighted up in the dark night.

In the middle of the night, Xi Jiuye slept a little, and he got up.

In the corner of the camp, he shrunk into a huddle, making him look so unsightly.

After thinking for a while, he walked to the corner and hugged the young Ye Ling in disgust.

Just picking up the teenager, Xi Jiuye couldn't help frowning. The teenager in his arms could be really light, as if he had no weight.

Starting tomorrow, we must practice this kid hard, forcing this kid to eat a large amount of meat every day, run a few more laps, and see if he smiles.

Xi Jiuye didn't have a good airway, just thinking about the appearance of "he" crying nose, the teenager Ye Ling grumbled.

"Do you remember me?"

"Remember who?"

Xi Jiuye stiffened and returned subconsciously. Because of his panic, he almost didn't throw away the person in his arms.

Why does he feel guilty of being a thief? He clearly gave the bed to "him".

Half a day without a response, Xi Jiuye looked down and found that someone was sleeping soundly.

In the night, the teenager's eyelashes twitched slightly, like a pair of flying butterfly wings.

The sighing dream was just a flash in the pan.

The night was cold like water, but Xi Jiuye felt a little bit warmer.

He stared at the man in his arms, and his heart was soft, as when he was a child, he took the weak dog from the mother's arms.

He carefully wiped the injured paw for it and fed it with milk. When he was a child, the gentle Xi Jiuye had already been strangled by him since the moment the father and mother died.

He forced himself to become strong, like a hedgehog, defending everyone around him.

But I don't know why, when I saw the young boy Ye Ling, the soft Xi Jiuye was about to move and was born again.

He did not know why he would help Ye Ling and help the refugees, as if he was soft for a while, Xi Jiuye comforted himself.

At the next moment, Xi Jiuye felt hot.

Ye Ling in the dream, arms around his shoulders, the whole person hangs on him like a koala.

"He" fluffy hair, a clever nose wrinkled again, lips slightly twitched, because of the deep sleep, blushing, two hot breaths between his noses, called on his neck.

His abdomen was tense for a moment, and Xi Jiuye was helpless for a while. Like a hot potato, he wanted to throw Ye Ling away.

But he tried a few times, and Ye Ling was like a stubborn kid who found fun toys, and he would not let go.