"Empress..." She wiped her hands and saluted Feng Wuyou.

She had figured out what happened that day afterwards.

Even if something like an epidemic is not cured, her son will not survive.

Feng Wuyou found a way to treat them, how could she blame Feng Wuyou?

"It smells so good."

Feng Wuyou sniffed and asked, "What delicious Aunt Zhang has made?"

Aunt Zhang smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just cooked a few radishes."

After thinking about it, he said, "Would you like to try it? It was boiled in pure water that the Empress said."

They all know that the disease is transmitted through water, so they are very careful.

In the entire camp, everything related to water is treated with distilled pure water.

Feng Wuyou waved his hand: "Save it for the little girls."

I'm here to see you. If there is anything missing, just tell others."

“Not lack or lack.”

Aunt Zhang waved her hand quickly.

Her son had an accident before, and she had no business. Fortunately, Feng Wuyou sent her two children to her side, which made her cheer up again.

These days, they eat the best and have never lacked anything.

Feng Wuyou said a few more casual words, and then told Ping'an to be obedient and left.

Ping'an was reluctant to let Feng Wuyou go, but he knew that Feng Wuyou still had something to do, so he reluctantly came down from her and told her to remember to come to see her again.

Feng Wuyou left here and met a messenger halfway.

"Empress, Yiyang's letter has arrived."

Feng Wuyou's expression moved slightly and quickly returned to his tent.

There, someone had already put a bamboo tube on her desk.

Yiyang is in the east and Qingping Town is in the west. The distance between the two places is not short, and the exchanges are all about sending letters to the hawks and falcons.

Xiao Jinglan once told Feng Wuyou to write letters to him often, and Feng Wuyou also tried his best to do it. If the situation is not very urgent, a letter will always be required for two to three days.

Xiao Jinglan was even more exaggerated. He basically wrote one letter a day, even if he just wrote a sentence with a stingy thought, he would still give it to the Eagle Falcon.

In the past few days, Xiao Jinglan's letter has been as usual, and the contents of the letter are the same as before. After talking about the important matters in the city, he always has to say a few private words.

Feng Wuyou lowered his head and looked at today's letter. There was no expression on his face. He just flattened the letter paper and folded it all together with the previous letter.

"Commander Nie..." In another slightly hidden place in the camp, a cloud guard saluted Nie Zheng.

"Have you read the letter?"

Nie Zheng pressed his voice.

"I've read it, put it away as usual, and said nothing."

"Have you replied?"

"No... I watched the empress pick up the pen and seemed to want to write it, but she suddenly remembered something, so she put down her pen and went to the side to read the medical book."

After replying, Yun Wei finished speaking, he whispered: "The letter that Empress just replied the day before yesterday is normal according to Empress's temperament, it is normal to reply tomorrow."

Nie Zheng nodded, but his expression was not relaxed.

The Yunwei couldn't help but whisper: "Commander Nie, how long will we hide it?"
Chapter completed!