Drunk Bamboo

This topic seemed to arouse Hua Qinfeng's interest.

His voice was noticeably more energetic:

"The land is vast in the West. You can ride a horse across the wilderness without worrying about bumping into anyone. The wind whistles in your ears, and even the air has a sense of freedom and ease."

The heroic scene of riding a horse galloping across the battlefield immediately appeared in my mind.

It's like feeling the cool and refreshing wind in the western wilderness, and smelling the wild scent mixed with green grass and land.

Xie Yuzhu remained silent and listened to his description.

Hua Qinfeng thought that she rarely even went out in Nanmi, so she definitely couldn't understand.

His tone was full of regret: "You don't know how to ride a horse yet. When I teach you how to ride a horse, you will feel what I mean."

Xie Yuzhu chuckled: "I'm looking forward to it."

So I continued the topic of the Western Frontier: "Is there anything delicious in the Western Frontier?"

"Roasted lamb, scallion pancakes with roasted meat, and a bowl of hot beef offal soup in the cold winter will warm you up. The soup tastes so delicious! Eating roasted lamb and drinking around the fire with the soldiers is so refreshing!"

As he said this, Hua Qinfeng swallowed his saliva.

It looks really delicious.

After a pause, he thought of Xie Yuzhu:

"There is also pepper and mutton soup. The soup is white and fatty but not greasy. You should like it too. It is also warming and nourishing. If you drink it for a whole winter, your hands and feet will definitely not be cold anymore."

When I return to the western frontier later, I will bring Xie Yuzhu with me.

Take her horseback riding, drink mutton soup with her, and drink wine with her around the fire.

No need to be cautious anymore, no need to be afraid of saying the wrong thing, you can laugh heartily and speak out loud, how wonderful it is.

Thinking of this, the haze in Hua Qinfeng's heart seemed to gradually dissipate.

The frown slowly relaxed.

Xie Yuzhu was a little surprised: "How did your Highness know that my hands and feet are cold in winter?"

"Why would you lean on me at night if you weren't cold?" Thinking of Xie Yuzhu falling asleep every night like a kitten, with her hands and feet lying on him, he felt numb and itchy in his heart.

When sober, Xie Yuzhu never got close to him.

The big hand in the quilt reached out to Xie Yuzhu and grabbed the slightly cold little hand: "You have been lying in bed for a while, and your fingertips are still cold. How many quilts do you cover yourself with when you sleep alone?"

Xie Yuzhu wanted to retract her hand.

But he held it tightly.

"We are husband and wife, there is nothing to be embarrassed about."

Hua Qinfeng's large and warm palm continuously emitted heat, and her hands were warmed instantly.

Xie Yuzhu never knew that she was leaning on Hua Qinfeng after falling asleep.

Because Hua Qinfeng always gets up earlier than her and never sleeps in.

She thought he was just getting close, but she didn't expect him to go straight up to him.

"Once you get used to it, it will slowly warm up." She let Hua Qinfeng hold her hand.

"How can you feel cold with me here? With your physique, you should not be afraid of the heat in summer. But I am the most afraid of heat." Hua Qinfeng's tone was obviously relaxed.

Xie Yuzhu wanted to strike while the iron was hot and continued chatting with him:

“Is it hot in the summer in the West?”

"It's hot, hotter than in Beijing. But everyone is shirtless, and after practicing martial arts, they go swimming in the river. It's really cool!"

The moonlight outside seemed to penetrate the clouds, spread to the world, and quietly fall into the window.

Xie Yuzhu saw that a smile appeared on his face.

Finally smiled.

"In this case, the prince is indeed at ease in the West."

"Xie Yuzhu, you climb mountains to look for herbs, study medicinal herbs, and compile the "Book of Poisonous Herbs". You do it all by yourself. No one can help you. Are you happy?" It was Hua Qinfeng's turn to ask her a question.

“Although this road is lonely and long, and may take me a lifetime to complete, I am very happy.”

"Then I support you too." Hua Qinfeng regained his former vitality. "By the way, I've always wanted to ask you, did you make the sleeping pills and the poisons used against Han Jian and Han Xin from the flowers and plants in the yard? The fake death medicine used by Zhang Hu and Zhao Long is even more miraculous. Even the imperial doctors in the palace can't make it, right?"

"The book I compiled, The Book of Poisonous Grasses, contains the toxicity, benefits, growth environment, and plant characteristics of various plants, so that people can know and compare them. Doctors can use this as a reference to prescribe good medicine. Ordinary people can learn about it to avoid poisoning by mistake. People in the future who read this book may avoid detours or gain some inspiration."

Xie Yuzhu explained without reservation, "And the poison I prepared does not appear in the Poisonous Grass Sutra. It is just my personal interest and a means of self-defense."

Protecting herself was one reason, but she was also afraid that bad people would know this and do evil or make huge profits.

This goes against her original intention of writing "The Poisonous Weeds Book".

Hua Qinfeng responded and reminded: "You should use less poison in the future. It will be bad if someone finds out. If someone really finds out, you can't say it was you who did it."

Xie Yuzhu felt strange and warm at the same time because of his worry about her.

He smiled and said, "I understand. 'Can't Remember' and 'Tickle' are my treasures. I won't let outsiders know."

Can't remember?

Tickle?

Hua Qinfeng was curious about these strange words.

Following the context, I guessed, "You didn't name the poison?"

Xie Yuzhu said with a smile: "Yes, isn't it easy to remember and cute?"

"What is 'can't remember'?"

"Does the prince still remember Madam Kong from the other garden? I used it on her. When she wakes up, she won't remember the prince beating her. It causes temporary amnesia."

"No wonder she didn't make trouble!" Hua Qinfeng suddenly realized and became interested in the name of the poison that Xie Yuzhu had chosen. "Then what is 'tickling'?"

"The skin will itch after contact. Han Jian must be feeling uncomfortable in the prison of the Ministry of Justice."

"What about the one used on Han Xin?" he asked with shining eyes.

"Puff, puff, shun."

Hua Qinfeng was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter:

“Hahaha… so apt!”

Diarrhea, puff puff.

Xie Yuzhu was very confident and proud of the name of the poison she chose:

"The fake death drug is called 'sleep off'."

"Why is it called this name?" he asked, trying not to laugh.

"He woke up after a sleep, so he's not dead." He said as a matter of course.

"Where is the drug that knocked me out?" He was full of anticipation and joy.

"Sleep well."

"Hahaha……"

Hua Qinfeng laughed loudly.

There was no trace of the lifeless sound from before.

"In a few days, I may be able to develop a new poison, which will be even more interesting." Xie Yuzhu said mysteriously.

"Have you thought of a name?" Hua Qinfeng had completely forgotten his worries.

"Not yet. I'll think about it after the poison is made."

"You must tell me when the time comes, so that I can laugh again!" he said to Xie Yuzhu with anticipation.

"What I do is not boring, isn't it interesting?" Xie Yuzhu said proudly.

"Yes! It's very interesting, more interesting than riding a horse! Hahaha..." Hua Qinfeng couldn't help laughing when he thought of those weird and cute names she gave to the poisons.

"Your Highness, don't get too excited, or you won't be able to sleep." Xie Yuzhu said worriedly when she saw him laughing non-stop.

"Xie Yuzhu, how come I just realized that you can actually tell jokes seriously!" He was as happy as if he had discovered a new continent.

……

"I'm serious, I'm not kidding."