The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Joe Tian looked at Ning Mengyao and fell asleep as soon as he got a pillow. She was worried again today, but he didn't regret it. He did it just to get hurt, but if the beans withstood these arrows, he might die. Again, he would still do it.

Perhaps Mengyao had the same idea, so she wouldn't say anything, just take care of herself in silence.

He reached out and touched Ning Mengyao's cheek, and Joe Tian had a smile in his eyes, which was actually quite good.

Close your eyes and Joe Tianjin will soon fall asleep.

When I woke up the next day, Ning Mengyao was no longer in bed, and Green Frost walked in: “Young master doesn't know what to say to you, this time you should converge well, the poison from the desert people is too hegemonic, although we have detoxified you in time, but if you are not well cared for, the body will eventually go wrong, so for the sake of the lady and the young master, you should not do those things. ”

Joe looked at the frost helplessly: "I get it, can you not start counting on me as soon as I see it? ”

“No," crimson said.

Joe Tian is still a maid? Why are his maids so big?

Qiao Tian glanced at Qiao Tian, “Sir, if you want me to give you a good look, then quickly feed your body back, don't look crippled, look at your eyes pain. ”

Joe Tianjin's face was silent, he was the master, wasn't he? Why did he feel like he was changing it when he got to Frost? What's this weird sense of vision?

“Don't think I can't help you if you don't talk, sir. I've got a kilo of Huang Lian's medicine ready for you.” Frost looked at Joe Tian with a cool glance and said with a full smile.

Joe Tian can't help his forehead: “Green frost, you have to be less angry with me twice, I will be fine. ”

The frost grinned and said, “This is my pleasure. ”

“Your pleasure is based on my pain.” Joe Tianjin said in disgust.

“I just want you to know. ”

Purple Spirit was going to come and see how Joe Tianjing was doing. Who would have thought to hear this particularly interesting conversation between the two of them?

“A kilo of Huang Lian's medicine, blue frost. You're so talented, how did you come to think of that?” Purple Spirit asked with interest.

Qiao Tian was suddenly jumped by two people's brains, and his forehead was also painful: “You two have something to say outside, don't disturb me to rest. ”

Frost wanted to say anything else, but when he saw Joe Tianjin's eyebrows wrinkled, he shut up and stopped talking.

I gave Joe Tian a good examination of the wound, and the blue cream just said: “Sir, your wound is recovering well, just take good care of the wound. ”

“As long as you don't quarrel in front of me, I'm sure I'll take good care of you.” What this means is that there are too many words to disown both of them.

Frost looked at Joe Tian with no anger, but for the sake of being a patient, nothing was said.

“Tsk, you look like a general. You look like a sick man.” Frost is willing to go out, but that doesn't mean Purple Spirit is willing.

After all this time, this is the first time I've seen this cow make a fool of herself, this weak look, can she not say a few more words?

“Frost, get this man out of here, and don't come near this room for half a step.” Joe Tian said irritably.

“I'm gonna come and hang out in front of you every day, okay?” Purple spirits don't appreciate it.

Joe Tian held onto the bed with his hands open, sat up from the bed and looked at Purple Spirit with cold eyes: “Get out. ”

“You... Joe Tianzhang is the one who saved your life, don't ignore the good people.” Purple Spirit was itched by Joe Tian's exhaled teeth.

Joe Tian looked at Purple Spirit like that and felt uncomfortable. She saved him every mistake, and he was grateful, but this woman's personality is really hard to like.

“Miss Purple Spirit, please stop pissing off your uncle. You know how badly he's hurt.” Frost looked at Purple Spirit helplessly and said.

She really didn't understand why Purple Spirit was messing with her, knowing that she was a little irritable because of her injuries.

Purple Spirit hummed: “What does it have to do with me? I don't know good people. ”

Joe Tianjin ignored the Purple Spirit and fell back on his bed, only the blue frost soaked blood on the gauze on his back, his eyebrows wrinkled tightly.