Ordered to Marry Thrice, The Mysterious Wangfei

Chapter 62: The Cold Counter of Thirteen 2

Mo Ziting and Feng Cheng also returned, each of them picked two people, and finally returned to Silver Peach for nothing, but the four slaves also made a fortune for the manager, so happy to go to the dial.

“Four of you, one thousand taels in total. How about that? You're welcome to come back tomorrow.” The manager wiped them off and wanted them to continue tomorrow.

“Okay, Qingqing, go pay. ”

“Yes, miss.” Qingqing paid the silver and took away the four people.

“Manl, I chose two men who have been raising horses for years, and I have a better plan, and I want to train them myself to teach them with my best veterinary training knowledge. Tomorrow I also want to pick a group of people...” Mo Ziting looked at Huayuman seriously, she thought about it, she herself has no martial arts, no skill, the killer alliance is actually more suitable for Manl's responsibility, she has strong control over petals, even if she can't martial arts, she won't be much worse than those martial arts masters.

Her specialty is cooking and medicine. Although she heals animals, she can definitely do something about it. Now that she has the opportunity, she wants to give it a try.

“Okay. You can do it boldly if you need to tell me.” Hua Yuman didn't just ask about Mo Ziting, she believed she would do well.

With Manl's support, Mo Ziting confidently planned his own plan, while Hua Yuman left Silver Peach and Qingqing outside to guard him. He called himself and talked to him in the middle of the night.

Nobody knew what she had talked to Hundred Infarction. Anyway, the next morning light came, Hundred Infarction left with his brother, and then disappeared with the box of gold beads.

The next day, Mo Ziting bought twelve more people, when the inn in the city was empty, and a line moved to the inn.

Mo Ziting is busy every day, and Hua Yu Man is locked in the house every day to study her hundreds of flowers, until the richness process changes every day to make good food, let them eat on time, hope to get a compliment from Hua Yu Man.

However, after spending so much time with her, Huayuman eats daily meals without saying a word of praise. Every time she eats half of everything, she stays half of it. I think it doesn't suit her appetite very well. This richness process is a headache, and every day I wonder how to satisfy the lady's picky stomach.

On the other hand, Thirteen Yuan came to find Xiao Feather. Halfway through, he was called away by General Haiyu. He said that he had found what he wanted, but the other party wanted him to go there himself. The price had to be kissed. Thirteen weighed, and he was going to take something and find Xiao Feather, so he changed his itinerary.

13 Why didn't I think that this time, I missed the 13th birthday of Little Feather. They always wanted to see each other because of such things.

Three days later, Hua Yuman returned to Yangcheng with Silver Peach and Qingqing. Fengqing accompanied Mo Ziting and took the 16 people they had bought to the windward meadow of Fengyue Country.

Hua Yuman spent only one day in Yangcheng, and was sent by his father to the barbaric mountains of the two cities separated from Yangcheng, because Cold Brother was ambushed on the road to the barbaric mountains, now seriously injured, but his lack of medicine there is already at stake.

General Hua was in a hurry, there were few relatives left in the cold, and only his uncle was the next of kin. If he had not had his military life, he could not leave. Lady was not well for two days, and Kang Er was leaving the city again, he would not have let Manl go alone.

“Manl, your father will send more escorts this time. You'll be safe on the way.” General Hua sent Mingwei guards to escort dozens of his daughters, and he was more relieved to know that the 13th Prince also sent guards to protect Manl privately.

“I know, Dad, don't worry, I'll bring Chill back safely.” Huayuman's tone is more serious than ever.

The cold was ambushed, and by her instincts, it wasn't that simple.

The barbarian mountains are actually a big forest, inhabited by some barbarians, but these people are usually you don't invade them, they don't provoke things, and there are no basic towns except these natives, let alone robbers.

Huayuman knows this simply because one of the “Queen's Collapse" of the last life, the "Phoenix Blood Dye Incident”, according to the presence of Brother Cold in the barbarian mountains, this historical situation has not changed, they should be ordered to go to the barbarian mountains to harvest twelve thousand phoenix. Something happened, someone wrapped them tightly in red cloth, but it rained, the paint on the red cloth stained the trees, then the emperor was angry, all the people involved were held accountable, even many people asked to cut them off.

She must not let this afflict her cold brother.

Immediately after she left, she wrote a letter in advance, asking him to lend it to Xuemon to him, and asking him to help save Brother Cold.

Despite her heart, she knew that Thirteen would not refuse her.

When Thirteen saw the letter, he snapped his lower lip slightly and did not hesitate for a second: “Snow marks, go and call back Absolutely Clear and go to the barbarian mountains immediately. ”

Michelle blinked, her face suddenly blinked, so she could move away from the thirteenth, only Hua Yuman's little girl.

Because I received a letter from Xiao Feather, the mood was particularly good this evening. I wrote a reply carefully to let the rabbit take it away, and I lay on my own thinking about the girl.

Forty-six days to go is Little Feather's birthday. After her birthday, he finds a way to take her back out of town. He always feels better.

Huayuman did not expect that the man had arrived in the barbarian mountains before her, and by then he had finished his cold treatment and was putting medicine in the tent.

“Manl, hard work on the way.” Cold and painful, she tried to laugh and didn't want her to worry.

He knew that the shrink had come for him, and he had long received information that his uncle had sent him medicine, which was painful, but warm in his heart.

Hua Yuman shook his head, his eyes were slightly red, his nose was slightly sour, and his cold brother actually had an arrow wound.

“Silly girl, why are you crying?” The chill tried to touch her head with his hands up, but there was a huge pain in his shoulder blade, and he had to put his hands down with a frown.

“I'm not crying, I'm just heartbroken brother.” Hua Yuman quickly wiped away his tears.

“Miss Hua, don't worry, he's fine. It's good that both arrows are just stuck in her shoulder and the wound isn't deep.” It's just poisonous, good thing he came fast. But the last sentence never came out.

Huayuman only saw this as brilliant. Last time in Fengyue Ancient City, all she knew was that a magician named Ming had come to diagnose and treat her, but she had not seen it, but did not think that the magician was also a rare and elegant son. Five steps away, she smelled the smell of medicine on him. It seems that this is really a magician obsessed with medicine.

“Thank you, please stay a few more days until my cold brother gets better, okay?” Hua Yuman blinked, his eyes full of pleading.

He nodded.

In fact, his next sentence is to say goodbye. If he refuses, the person who could not refuse has made a request to him...

Cold wounds need rest and nourishment. Although Huayuman brings a bunch of supplements, she is a little upset about the nutrition of three meals a day. At this point, she regrets that she did not bring the harvesting process. With a reasonable diet, perhaps his wounds will get better and faster.

Silver peach cooking is average, the level of green and green is limited to cooking things, and of course Huayuman will not cook. Her level is half a pound of green and half a pound of green, and the cold people are some reckless people, they really can't get anywhere better than them. The food was dry food in the previous days, and the task of cooking finally fell to the bright body.

While cleaning up the chicken on her hands, she sighed in her heart, saying that Lady Hua Wen Wu Shuangquan, the woman will be familiar with her, and the man will be her, and this cooking technique is also absolute. Why didn't Miss Hua learn anything!

In fact, it cannot be blamed on Hua Yuman. Although her parents usually love their brothers and sisters, it is not a matter of teaching talent personally. Of course, Hua Yuman does not love cooking, chess writing, only drawing long. Of course, she is most proud of her female red... but she has not touched these things since she was reborn.

Instead of making barbecued chicken, he chopped the chicken into small pieces with his big and small knives and put it in a pot to make a delicious chicken soup. The smell was even made without losing the richness process. Hua Yuman not only looked at him once more.

Never saw her look at herself all the time, some uncomfortable nothing to talk about: “This Furong chicken soup was still taught me to make, it was one of the specialty dishes of the Princess Ming. ”

"Oh," Huayuman said, and it was gone.

With regard to the cooking of the Princess Ming, the whole of the people who had left the country knew that the Emperor had taken her for a princess because of her beauty and cooking skills, but unfortunately when she was seven years old, Ming Fei had passed away, and no one was allowed to speak of her mother-in-law in front of him since then, so naturally she would not ask again at this moment, even if he was not here.

“How's Miss Hua doing?” Never ask again when the chicken soup is cooked quietly.

In fact, he always wanted to know what happened to her before she was so lucky to wash her whole body of blood. Knowing that those who had such an opportunity could not only strengthen their fitness, extend their life expectancy, even greatly increase their martial arts, and push their limits, but unfortunately, Miss Hua had no strength or understanding of martial arts.

“It's good, it's just that my appetite isn't as good as it used to be and I don't eat much.” Feng Cheng and Ting Ting are such wonderful cooks that she usually only eats a little.