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23, Chapter 23(1/2)

Cao Yulin went in and came out soon after, but saw that the two people in front of him looked a little strange.

Fu Ting stared at Qi Chi, but Qi Chi didn't look at him, and focused on fiddling with the lace on his cloak collar.

She didn't ask much, and walked over and said, "Sister-in-law, go to my room and sit for a while, it's warmer inside."

Qichi then stood up and looked at Fu Ting.

He moved his feet and asked her to go over: "Go."

Cao Yulin came over and reached out to support her.

Qi Chi was held up and walked through the small door behind the cabinet.

There are two rooms inside, one is under the stove and the other is the residence.

It was actually connected to one place, which shows that it was simple.

Cao Yulin himself knew that he had just sorted it out before he invited Qi Chi to come in.

Qi Chi sat down on her small bed, looked around the closed small room in front of her, and was just convenient to speak, and asked, "Are you also sworn with Xiaoyi and the others?"

Cao Yulin didn't sit, but stood in front of her and replied, "No, but I also followed Luo Xiaoyi to call Dadu Protectorate to the Third Brother."

There was not much change on her face when she spoke, and Qichi felt that she must be a person who was not very funny.

I quietly recalled it in my heart. It turned out that it was called by Luo Xiaoyi, and I thought I should be closer to Luo Xiaoyi.

Then he asked, "Why do you live alone here?"

Cao Yulin said: "I was injured in the past and could not serve in the army, so I came here."

After observing Qichi's expression, she knew that this was a county lord from the royal family, and she was worried that she would dislike her when she returned to this rat-like residence for the first time.

But when he saw Qichi just looking at her, listening to her words, without any other expression, he felt relieved and said, "My sister-in-law has anything else to know, just ask."

Qichi said, "It's nothing, I just met you and wanted to hear about you."

Cao Yulin was silent for a moment and said, "My affairs can be finished in a few words."

Although she has left the army, she continues to serve Fu Ting.

This wine house is a place to buy and sell, and it is also convenient for anyone to enter and exit.

She made a living by selling wine here, but in fact she was secretly collecting news from all over the world.

When Fu Ting came last time, he mentioned that he had run away several Turkic spies and needed to prevent any abnormal movements in the north.

Cao Yulin found some news and waited on the road for a few days. Today, he happened to wait until Fu Ting passed by and reported it to him.

There was no abnormal movement on the Turks. The reason why Futing guarded so closely was that the northern region had slowed down.

Some time ago, a large number of refugees were placed, and apart from the army, many settled down.

Once the land reclamation begins in spring, it will be a great opportunity for people's livelihood to recover. Never let the war be ruined.

Qichi only understood the whole story after hearing this.

Everything is for the North to get better again.

He was thinking in his heart, and raised his eyes, but saw Cao Yulin staring at her without blinking.

She couldn't help but touch her face, but she was still hot: "What's wrong?"

Cao Yulin's eyes moved and said, "I have never seen anyone as beautiful as my sister-in-law."

Qichi couldn't help laughing. He didn't expect her to say this, and he almost thought that his illness had worsened.

But she was so heroic that she stood in front of her and said such words as if she was praised by a man.

Cao Yulin thought she didn't believe it, so he nodded and said, "Really, I never thought of a person who could be worthy of my third brother in the past. I will know when I see my sister-in-law today."

Qichi smiled even deeper: "The first time I heard this."

Since she married Futing, I have heard that Futing was born in a humble family and was not worthy of her. This is indeed the first time I heard this.

Seeing that Cao Yulin had already said enough, he was afraid that she would be tired, so he turned around and wanted to leave: "Sister-in-law, let's rest, I'm out."

"Wait," Qichi called her, looked at the room again, and asked, "Is your business selling alcohol bad?"

I think she was living a bit too hard.

Cao Yulin also did not deny it: "Yes, but I can only sell alcohol, and I can't do anything else, I just barely make a living."

Qi Chi thought that people from the army would not be smooth.

It was also coincidental that she met her.

She said: "If you believe me, I will give you some advice, and you may be able to do your business better."

Cao Yulin looked at her suspiciously.

Qi Chi took out a purse from his sleeve and handed it over.

"I can't collect my sister-in-law's money," Cao Yulin pushed: "My third brother gives it every time he comes."

Qichi said: "This is just some change. It is for you to make capital, but it is not for nothing. I want to ask you for help."

Cao Yulin hesitated for a moment before reaching out to take it.

When I received it, I felt as light as a feather. I thought it seemed to be change. When I opened it, I was stunned.

Several flying money.

Is this change in her eyes?

...

Fu Ting went out to look at the Ritou, and when he came back, he saw Cao Yulin coming out of it.

"Don't worry, my sister-in-law has already fallen asleep."

He nodded, glanced at the small door and asked, "What have you said to her after you have been in for so long?"

Cao Yulin hesitated for a moment and said, "My sister-in-law asked me about some past events."

I didn't say anything about taking the money.

It was Qi Chi's explanation, and she agreed not to disclose it anyway.

Fu Ting sat down on the cross-wood stool that Qi Chi had sat before, untied the knife behind his waist, and held it in his hand.

The thumb of one hand pressed against the scabbard, opened and buckled back.

Cao Yulin seemed to be passing the time, just to wait for the sister-in-law to rest.

She followed Futing for no shorter time than Luo Xiaoyi, but this was the first time she saw him so patient in matters other than war.

Until the new exposure came out, the medicine was ready.

Fu Ting got up, pulled the sword back to his waist, and entered the small door behind the cabinet.

Qi Chi slept lightly.

Only the door of the cottage could penetrate the light. She couldn't sleep well and woke up quickly.

Suddenly, I felt someone come in. I looked up and saw the figure of a man. He was holding a medicine bowl in his hand.

Fu Ting walked up to her and stood still, handed over the medicine bowl: "I've drunk it."

Qichi immediately smelled the strong smell of medicine and frowned.

He saw it and remembered it, she was afraid of hardship.

He gave a minute forward, almost pressing against her lips: "It's a bitter thing to drink."

Qi Chi retreated a little, glanced at him, and thought of his actions when he had been taking medicine.

She brought the bowl with one hand and said, "I will do it myself, so as not to ask you to act violent again."

Fu Ting wanted to laugh, but when she saw that she was weak and weak, she was afraid that she would not be able to hold on, so she didn't let go, and said, "Just drink that."

Qichi looked at him again, reached out and touched his hand.

His fingers held the bowl steadily, and he didn't move.

She complained about the stone in her heart, and held the bowl in his hand, lowered her head, and drank it in the mouth of the bowl.

Fu Ting watched her take her last sip, and the place she touched her was a little hot, because it was her palm that was getting hot.

He glanced at her face and said, "Let's take a break."

Turning around and leaving, the figures around him moved, and Qichi had already stood up.

"I've had enough rest," she said, shaking her body gently, and then leaning against him.

This time was not intentional, and she didn't expect that she would shake after she got up after sitting for a long time.

But in just a moment, I let it go.

Her shoulders pressed against his chest, her head was pushed over, and she said softly: "I'm sick."

So it is natural to rely on him.

Futing's face was above, and she couldn't see it. She just felt that his chin was pressing against his forehead, and she must be looking down at her.
To be continued...
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