Chapter 526: Fatal flaw

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Before the military doctors went in, Nalan’s face was smothered, and the military doctor’s heart slammed into it.
After a while, the military doctor came out. Nalan looked at him at night and said nothing. He went straight back to the city government and then closed the door to let the military doctor sit down. Such a secret posture, the pressure of the mountain rain, the military doctors are more and more fearful, do not know who the beautiful woman in the camp is, why the king of Chu pays so much attention.
"How is her body?" In the study, even two personal guards, Yuan Xing Yongan, were not there. Nalan looked at the military doctor and looked dull.
"Returning to Marshal, the girl..." Ming Ming only checked the body of the woman yesterday, and also prescribed medicine. The military doctor did not understand why the marshal called him again to check the woman, and also told him to be detailed, not to miss any symptoms. .
And here is the frontline theater, how come the woman? Even if the North Vietnamese people in the city, the military doctors can not see the woman's dress, I am afraid that even the city's director Dongping's wife is not as expensive as this, which excludes the identity of the average person.
I couldn’t think of it. The military doctors didn’t dare to guess. I only cautiously said:
She has already drunk the medicine prescribed by the monks and recovered some. Although it is not all right, the girl is in good health, how can she have three or five days? It will also heal, no problem, please ask the marshal."
Nothing serious? Nalan’s night was not reassuring, but instead, there was an ominous premonition:
Really? Is there any problem with her body?

"Yes, the monks are very careful to check..."
"Are you sure, Feng Jun?" Nalan interrupted his words in the night, dark and dark, with a compelling momentum.
Originally, I felt that something was wrong. The attitude of Marshal was very abnormal. However, Feng Jun thought for a long time and couldn’t think of a reason. He could only tell the truth: "Yes, Marshal, the girl is really infected with the cold, even though it was still yesterday. Some are hungry, but today it is much better. The monks checked very clearly, as long as the girl took the medicine on time, she could walk normally in three days and recover completely in five days."
A fierce fist suddenly tightened, Nalan’s eyelids suddenly shot a cold light. Feng Jun’s doctor was waiting for nothing to go out. It’s expected that Nalan’s night suddenly looked like this, and he looked back at him with horror and thought that he was What is wrong.
"Feng Jun, the king is not dealing with you twice or twice. If you have anything to do with the king, you should know the consequences." More and more worried, Nalan’s heart is already high. High hanging, the face is deeper and deeper, and even the tone can not help but bring a murderous.
Suddenly panic, Feng Jun doctor quickly sighed down: "Marshal, the monk can never stare at you, the girl really has nothing, why the marshal must tell people that the girl has something? If there are unknown people, please marshal Express."
"Do you really don't know?"
I have known Feng Jun for several years. Nalan’s night was so confusing, but his eyes did not dodge. He was puzzled. He finally confirmed that Feng Jun did not understand. But the doubts in his heart are more and more puzzled. He can only say straight away: "Well, this king directly asks you, the girl, she...the child in her belly, can there be a problem?"
"Children? This...what does this say?" Feng Jun’s doctor suddenly felt that he couldn’t figure it out.
"She has been pregnant for more than three months. Why have you not said it?" Nalan’s night could not be concealed. He said with a gloomy face: "The king was negligent yesterday, but he did not ask you, but today you checked again. Why don't she say that she is pregnant? Is she... she has a small birth?"
The eyes smashed round, Feng Jun doctor stunned: "Yuan, Marshal, are you wrong, that girl? How can she be pregnant in March? She is still unmarried, how can it be possible? Are you pregnant? Is the Marshal wrong?"
"what did you say?"
It was like a good head, five thunders, Nalan night suddenly rose, the body shape has been standing in front of Feng Jun, directly grabbed his clothes and shouted: "She is still unmarried? You say it again?"
The emotions that have been suppressed for a long time finally broke out at this moment. Feng Jun’s doctors were among the first to bear the strong enthusiasm of the outbreak of Nalan’s night. The hand that stretched his clothes was almost ready to make him suffocate. Feng Jun’s horror was more than a stunned voice, and his hands fluttered and almost passed out.
"Marshal...you let go... let go..."
I have never seen Nalan’s night so excited that I can’t control myself. Feng Jun’s doctor knows that Nalan’s night is a shock to his heart, and he can’t control himself, but he simply can’t resist the strength of Nalan’s night. He is strangled alive.
At the moment, Nalan’s night did not think that her guess was not correct, and it was completely wrong.
What happened to his youth?
Why is it obvious that she is pregnant for three months, but Feng Jun doctor said that she is not pregnant, and she is still unmarried? What happened to her, how could it be like this? Things in the capital... The case of the military needs... Persecution, reluctance... Someone is murdering... Escape...
For a moment, Nalan’s heart flashed through countless guesses, but it could not be connected at all. Unconsciously, his hand became more and more tight, and he forgot that there was a Feng Jun doctor in front of him, who was about to be strangled by him.
At this critical moment, Nalan’s eyes flashed through the face of Luo Qing’s Zhang Qiaoxiao Qian’s eyes, and suddenly there were countless pictures in his mind. The abnormality of Luo Qingying, his feeling of rejection, and the temperament that she was different from usual, is like the beginning of a mess, a little bit in front of his eyes.
Wrong, he guessed it wrong from the beginning!
Isn't it the best proof that you are not pregnant and have not yet married? Proving that Luo Qingying, who is still resting in the military camp, is actually not the woman he likes, she is fake!
Except for this explanation, there is no way to prove that he feels so many anomalies.
His youth is clearly pregnant for more than three months. Why did she see him this time, but she did not mention it? On the day of his departure, she deliberately told him that she was resentful to him, but she was pregnant, so she gave up the plan to follow him, and An An was at home to raise a baby.
Even if the case of military needs really involves Luo Qingying, according to her ability and intelligence, she does not need to hide in the military camp. Even if Dali Temple wants to check her, don’t say that this is not what she did, even if it is really Luo Qingying did, she also has the ability to say black.
Nalan night believes that Luo Qingying has this kind of skill!
But she risked her life and went to him with desperation. She still didn't mention pregnancy, even if it was a small birth, she didn't need to glare at him! What is even more suspicious is that she was so active and deliberately tempted him. She used to do this kind of thing.
Don't think about it, rule out everything is impossible, the rest is the answer!
The hand that clung to Feng Jun’s clothes was finally loose, and Nalan’s night was calm and calm.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough... Marshal, you... you are really close..." Severe coughing, Feng Jun survived and fell to the ground for a long time. The feeling of being like a big man really made him afraid, and he didn’t know what happened to Nalan’s night.
Only then did he notice what he had done. Nalan’s face was pumped and he reached out and pulled Feng Jun’s doctor up:
Sorry, this king has just been out of order.

Where did Feng Jun’s doctor dare to be more realistic with Nalan’s night, and eased for a moment, but he also guessed what was wrong with the woman’s business.
"Marshal, the woman, but it is very important?" Otherwise, how can Nalan night ask these ‘pregnancy’? Isn’t Nalan’s night still confusing the identity of this woman, even if she is married, is it not clear?
However, he can only hide in these words. Since Nalan does not say it at night, he only does not know.
"Well, this matter is very important. Regarding her, please ask Feng Junyi not to reveal a word."
"Yes, the marshal is relieved, and the monks do not know anything except to cure the disease." Feng Jun immediately saluted: "Since the marshal has nothing to do, the monk will go out, and the marshal of the matter please keep saying."
Sitting in the study, Nalan stayed for a long time.
It was not until midday that Nalan’s night appeared again in the military camp.
Opening the account door, Luo Qingying's pretty face was introduced, she was already up, but did not get out of bed. Slim fingers are interspersed between the black hair, smooth as a waterfall, she does not look at her face, her eyes are low, her lips are faintly smiling, and her face is awake, and she is full of spirit.
Standing at the door, Nalan didn't move at night, just looking at her.
This face is almost exactly the same as his green, otherwise he will be wrong! Where is this woman coming from, and what is the purpose? If he does not know that the real Luo Qingying is pregnant, I am afraid that this time I really want to be fooled.
"Green, are you awake?" Nalan walked over with a negative hand and couldn't see any abnormality on her face.
The sword saw the sound and jerked his head up, revealing a bright smile: "Nalan night, are you busy? What did Feng Jun doctor say? Did you prescribe medicine?" She didn't seem to want to take medicine, she was pretty. Wrinkled up: "You know that I don't like to take medicine. Since it's all right, can't I eat it?"
This spoiled look is exactly the same as his green.
The scorpion that Nalan night saw was shrinking, and the lips raised a sneer, but the tone was more gentle: "Well, if you don't want to eat, then don't eat. But if the disease is not good, what should I do while lying down? You usually eat Doesn't the medicine like to eat some plums? Do you want me to get you some?"
"Ah, there are plums here?" The sword looked bright and nodded quickly.
I didn’t expect Nalan’s night to be so distressed, and even taking medicine would be so embarrassing. This woman is really enjoying her happiness. But now, all the gentleness of this man belongs to her.
Nalan did not say much in the night, calling Yuan Xing: "Looking for the military needs to be the main point of the plum, Wang Hao wants to eat."
Yuan Xingyi, he and Luo Qingyi have been so long, never knowing that Wang Hao still likes to eat snacks? When did you change your sex? A woman is really weird.
But Nalan said that, Yuan Xing can only say: "Marshal, there is no such thing in the military camp, they are all big men, who eats this thing. If Wang Hao wants to eat a snack, it is better to go to find Hu Jun. Ask if there is rock sugar, this... Hey, can you make up for it?"
I didn’t know how to answer, and the sword looked at Nalan’s night. Nalan’s night paused and then waved:
Go, as long as it’s sweet.

Yuan Xing left, the sword smiled, and he was very satisfied with the arm of Nalan’s night: "Nalan night, you are very kind to me."
Grabbing her hand, Naran’s night was smashing, and the sword seemed to be extremely excited. He leaned against his shoulder and snuggled, and Nalan’s night was pale, and his heart became more and more sure.
These hands, although they look like his green, are different under the fineness. The hands of the green scorpion, each finger is slender and slender, and the hands are thin but not greasy, and even feel a trace of roughness, which was temporarily applied with cow's milk, balsam, ointment, etc., and barely recovered. Some are tender. But it is still worse than his green hand.
I am afraid that the master of these hands, there is also a good effort!
The heart sneered, Nalan night seems to understand what, the purpose of this woman, I am afraid that it is really directed at him.