As he had enough money to do something, the man immediately took the food box and left. Dongyang Hou, who had been pretending to be dead, finally said, "What's going on?"
Mu Yunhan said gently: "Sir, the weather is too cold and the food is a little cold. I will ask someone to heat it up before bringing it over."
Dongyang Hou was angry: "These ugly things look down upon others! How dare they bully me like this!"
Mu Yunhan and Xiaomi both lowered their heads and remained silent.
After Dongyang Hou yelled this sentence, he stopped speaking and looked at the tent ceiling in a daze.
After a while, the hot food was delivered. Mu Yunhan and Xiaomi placed it properly and invited Dongyang Hou to eat.
Dongyang Marquis took a few bites, threw them aside, and said sadly: "It tastes terrible! I'll give it to you."
Mu Yunhan endured it, bowed his head and thanked her, and sat across from Xiaomi to eat.
After tidying up, Dongyang Marquis calmed down a bit and asked: "Where are you from?"
Mu Yunhan said: "Through the city."
Tongcheng is located in the lower reaches of Baojiang River and was deeply affected by the war.
At that time, the Zhao army used the technique of flooding with water to prevent the Qi army from advancing south.
Nine out of ten houses in the city were empty. Most of the people died in the war and floods, and the rest basically fled to other places.
Dongyang Hou also knew about this. He pondered for a moment and asked: "So, you are from Zhao."
Mu Yunhan said: "My father, mother, and husband all died in the flood."
She said this without any resentment or hatred, but Dongyang Hou understood what she meant. He nodded: "Yes, it's good if you can survive."
Mu Yunhan agreed: "Yes, it is better to die than live."
Dongyang Hou remembered something and fell into deep thought again.
As it gradually got dark, Mu Yunhan lit the lamp, laid out dinner, and invited him to eat.
Seeing that the dinner was rich and delicious, Marquis Dongyang said mockingly: "Those gold and silver are still useful."
Mu Yunhan said: "It's late at night, I wonder where we should go?"
Dongyang Hou said calmly: "Just make a bunk on the ground at the door."
Mu Yunhan was surprised: "This..."
Dongyang Hou sneered: "Don't want to?"
Mu Yunhan shook his head: "I'm afraid of attracting criticism from the young master."
"There is no criticism." Dongyang Hou said mockingly: "I asked you to follow me to protect me. Some people want my life. I can't believe the people around me. Although you don't know the basics, you are better than those people.
Be more credible."
Sure enough, he has fallen out of favor.
Mu Yunhan and Xiaomi looked at each other, said nothing more, found a relatively sheltered position by the door, and made a narrow bed.
It was definitely not easy to sleep on such a bed. Neither Mu Yunhan nor Xiaomi slept well. They were hazy and suddenly heard a burst of sad sobs from the Marquis of Dongyang.
Men are all about face, especially young men, so they decided to pretend not to hear.
Who would have thought that while Marquis Dongyang was crying, something suddenly didn't feel right. He made a "ho-ho" sound from deep in his throat, and the bed board also made a "creak" sound.
Mu Yunhan quickly got up to check the situation, but saw that Dongyang Hou's whole body was twitching, his expression was as frightened as a chicken, his hands were twisted like chicken claws, and he was accompanied by a strong smell of urine. He turned out to be incontinent.
It looked like he was having an epileptic seizure. Mu Yunhan quickly took out the handkerchief and stuffed it into his mouth to prevent him from biting himself. According to the method taught by the medical elders, he massaged several key acupuncture points, while Xiaomi rushed out to call for help.
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It took a while for the military doctor to come. By this time, Dongyang Hou had already recovered, and he let him do it for a while, then waved to him to go down.