[ Ming You ] meandering

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The experience of the previous few times made Long Ming understand that every time Long You seems to get better, he will face more severe torture.

Sure enough, Long You started to have a fever again in the evening, lying on the bed and talking intermittently, saying things they couldn't understand.

The imperial doctors shook their heads and sighed, but still insisted on prescribing the medicine.

When it was completely dark, Long You coughed up blood again, and the pain in his ribs was so severe that he was pulled out of the coma.

Long Ming hugged him and breathed right next to his ears, he tried his best to use Long Ming to divert his attention, but it was unsuccessful.

The imperial doctor held a silver needle and held a medicine bowl and said that he wanted to relieve His Highness's pain, but with each injection, Long You felt more pain.

Finally, when the imperial doctor picked up another needle, Long Ming interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

He asked the imperial doctor to remove all the needles from Long You's body, and ordered the maid to find a thick cloak to wrap Long You tightly.

He picked up Long You and walked out, the imperial doctor knelt at his feet and grabbed his clothes to stop him, but Long Ming broke away fiercely, and strode out.

The starry sky outside is beautiful, and there is a refreshing sweetness in the air. Long Ming takes Long You to the place where they used to compete. What did you do again.

Long Ming called You Ma, and led Long You slowly on the hunting ground.

The night wind was blowing, and unknown bugs chirped occasionally.

Long You said, "I haven't ridden a horse here for a long time." His voice was trembling.

Long Ming asked, "Is it cold?"

Long You shook his head, "Brother, are you afraid?"

Before Long Ming could answer, he said to himself, "If you're not afraid, you wouldn't have brought me out."

Long Ming said, "Ah You like it, so get better soon, now it's not as busy as before, I can accompany you here a few times now and then."

Long You smiled, "It's so easy to get such a promise."

Long Ming said, "That's why we should cherish it."

Long You nodded, "Actually, brother, don't be afraid, I am not as decisive as my brother, I am reluctant to die."

For the first time in so many days, they talked about this word.

Long Ming hugged Long You tightly, wiped the sweat from the pain for Long You, and said, "Ah You, brother has something to tell you."

There was the sound of horseshoes from far to near, and there was a sound of romping, but it turned out that it was the children of some noble family, who refused to obey their orders and went to the hunting ground secretly at night to play.

They couldn't see Long Ming and Long You clearly from a distance, and when they got closer, they suddenly realized that it was too late to retreat, they were all startled, and they got off their horses one after another to apologize.

Long Ming dismissed them one by one with a blank face, and looked down at Long You's pale and tired expression.

"Ayou tired?"

Long You shook his head, "What did brother want to say just now?" His words were already a little slurred, and he was disturbed by those children who accidentally bumped into him. At this moment, he felt that even the pain was far away.

Long Ming was a little anxious, "Ah You, don't sleep yet."

Long You chuckled, "Didn't sleep..." But he was about to close his eyes.

Long Ming hugged him, feeling that Long You was slowly lowering his head in his arms, he maintained the same posture for a long time, trusting the horse rein, and walked for half the night before returning.

Long You's condition worsened because of this trip.

Long Ming stayed by Long You's side for two days.

The maid was afraid that the maids in Longyou Palace had feelings for Longyou after all, and they would inevitably cry in the past few days, which would annoy Longming even more, so they temporarily replaced a group of maids.

Long Ming stayed by Long You's side all day, and sometimes he looked at the palace, thinking about the difference from before, and then he came to his senses and remembered that the table case he used to approve memorials a few days ago did not exist in the past.

Long Ming then asked, when did the table come in.

The little maid has not been here for a long time, and she just happened to have never seen Longming with her own eyes, but she still knows something about the things in Longyou Palace, "It has been many years, Your Majesty... Sometimes His Highness can't sleep at night, so he just gets up. Read some excerpts or books there."

She still couldn't get used to it, and stumbled on addressing, but fortunately Long Ming didn't care.

He was holding Long You's hand, and was hurt by the thin and abrupt joints. Reading such words at night while burning a lamp was as far away from Long You in his memory, not to mention, he couldn't fall asleep.

He probably, really missed Long You too much.

But now that Long You was lingering on the sick bed, he wanted to understand something.

A relationship that is too close, if there is no other incident to wake it up, it may be over for a lifetime, and it is still in the fog, without noticing it, let alone facing it squarely.

He stretched out his hand to touch Longyou's purple hair at the sideburns, it was still soft, but it had lost its former luster, Long Ming stared at it for a moment, then finally bent over and kissed Longyou's pointed ears.

Hurry up, wake up, I have something to tell you.

This time, it has nothing to do with martial arts studies or family and country.

It's something that makes you happy.

However, Long You didn't even hear what he had carefully prepared as a gift.

As time passed, his fever grew worse.

The imperial doctors filed in and surrounded his sick bed, tossing and turning.

Standing behind the crowd, Long Ming saw Long You's wrists being pressed by them one by one, and then alone on the quilt, trembling slightly.

The voice of the imperial doctor's discussion was buzzing in the ears, it was too noisy.

After a while, the person with the most seniority was elected, and told Long Ming a long list of complicated medical theories, basically those old words.

Long Ming patiently listened to a few words, and finally broke out, "Is there any way!"

The imperial doctor knelt down in fear, not daring to talk anymore, "The most urgent thing is to reduce the fever, and we should protect His Highness's internal organs with medicine, and after this test, we will try to recuperate and maintain health."

Old injuries are hard to heal, overwork is sick, good medical treatment, get through this time.

How many times have you heard that?

Get over it, get through it.

His Ayou was lying there, after all, how long could he last?

"Go to decoction." With an indifferent tone, and with a wave of his hand, the imperial doctors left the house one by one kneeling and knocking nine times, but they didn't dare to go far, and handed a prescription that hadn't changed much to the maid. Individuals dragged their own pharmacology and still discussed endlessly.

Long Ming wasn't in the mood to take care of them, and the porridge was still warming with a small stove on the table beside the bed, and he didn't move at all.

He walked over and wanted to take out a bowl of cool food, maybe Long You could eat some after waking up, but in a blink of an eye, he found that Long You was really awake, he opened his eyes lightly and didn't know what he was looking at, and his breathing became much more stable .

Long Ming quickly sat on the side of the bed, took Long You's hand, and called his name, Long You looked away in a trance, looked at him, and said, "It's really noisy."

Long Ming shook his head, "Don't worry about them, after sleeping for so long, are you hungry? The porridge is warm here, how about some?"

Long You responded with a smile, and Long Ming went to serve the porridge, but when he turned around, he saw that Long You fell into a drowsy sleep again, as if he hadn't woken up just now.

Long Ming sat back with the bowl in his hand, took a spoonful and fed it to Longyou's lips, the soup on the spoon touched his lips, it was moist, and he looked no longer so dry and pale, and his cheeks were slightly pink. , looks good.

He was unconsciously fascinated. Once upon a time, the warm young man slept in a soft ball in his eyes, intimate and vivid, without harm, without illness, and would not be like now, wandering between life and death. Maybe in the blink of an eye, he would be It doesn't belong to him anymore.

The exquisite porcelain bowl fell to the ground, and the warm porridge wet Long Ming's boots, but he didn't notice.He stretched out his hand to hug Long You and put it in his arms. There are countless invisible phantoms of evil spirits in the dark night. If they don't let them see Long You's face, they won't take Long You away.

At such a moment, only the jokes of the elders in childhood can be used as driftwood in the storm.

The sky outside the window was getting darker and darker, and finally it was too dark to see the edge.

When Long You's body temperature climbed to the highest point, Long Ming hugged him and sat on the edge of the wide bed.

The imperial doctors were still arguing endlessly in the outer hall, some said that they should cover up the quilt tightly to sweat, and some said that the internal fire was already strong at this moment and the main thing was to cool it down.

Long You's body trembled in his arms as if he wanted to curl up, Long Ming hugged him, and pulled the quilt to wrap him tightly.

He lowered his head to touch Longyou's forehead, feeling that Longyou was about to turn into a ball of fire in this brocade quilt embroidered with intricate patterns, burning blazingly, and extinguished in ashes.

At that moment, Long Ming really felt that he couldn't think about anything, even thinking that Long You would get better tomorrow was considered a torment.

He poked his hands into the quilt to find Long You's hands, clenched them tightly, interlocking his fingers, in the burning of Long You's whole body, only those hands were as cold as ice.

Long Ming tried again to let his magic breath seep through the close palm, but it still didn't work, Long You frowned, feeling more and more uncomfortable, he had to give up.

After a while, Long You seemed to wake up in a trance, and the head that had been resting weakly on Long Ming's shoulder moved slightly, and Long Ming felt his fingers rubbing against his phalanges.

So he leaned over and let Long You's head rest against his cheek, Long You's lips opened and closed weakly, the words struggled back and forth between the lips and teeth, always running through the breath, without words.

But very strangely, Long Ming still understood.

He spoke intermittently, just one sentence, he said, "Brother, don't be afraid, I'll be with you..."

Even if you never accompany me before, I am willing to accompany you.

Long Ming hugged Long You tightly, and buried his face in his neck. He didn't know if he was crying, but he just talked to Long You sullenly, thinking of what he could think of, what he wanted to say but didn't say, now Want to say what I haven't had time to say, whisper in secret, and tell Long You all.

The imperial doctors fought back and forth, and finally got a decent result, they all crowded into the inner hall again, seeing Long Ming's appearance, they all seemed at a loss what to do.

Long Ming raised his head slightly from Long You's neck, as if he couldn't hear Long You's labored breathing, "Do you have a solution?"

The imperial doctor was very embarrassed, but he still tried to explain in a calm tone, saying that with the current situation of His Highness, I am afraid that he will not be able to endure it if he drags it on.

Long Ming stroked Long You's back with his hand, and asked again, "What should I do?"

"This... According to the ministers and others, His Highness's illness is turbulent, and the main reason why he can't recover for a long time is that the injury has been dragged on for too long, and the meridians are blocked. The reason why I didn't dare to clear the meridians for His Highness before is because the meridians are blocked. After a while, this state suddenly changed, and I feared that His Highness's body would not be able to adapt to it, but at present... His Highness's situation is... not optimistic, and the ministers thought that it would be better to take the risk and open the blockage forcibly, maybe... There is still... There is a silver lining."

The imperial doctor paid attention to Long Ming's movements while talking, sweating profusely from nervousness, but Long Ming kept his back to the crowd, quietly hugging Long You, without saying a word.

For a moment, in the entire inner hall, only the sound of Long You's more and more rapid breathing could be heard.

Long Ming continued to remain silent until Long You was in his arms, his breathing became shallower and lighter, his body went from hot to cold.

"All go out."

Everyone present was in a trance for a while before realizing that it was Long Ming who had spoken, and they bowed and bowed their heads and retreated silently one by one.

Long Ming raised Long You's icy face, facing each other, only a slight breath blended with him.

Long You's face was pale, but still eye-catchingly beautiful, without any flaws.

His eyelashes seemed to be trembling, and an unknown dream rolled under his thin eyelids.

"Ayou." He called softly, and the candlelight in the hall flickered for no reason, like a layer of ripples.

Long You's eyebrows and eyes were gradually turned into a dim yellow color, very soft and very lively, but just like a dream.

It seems that there are countless him in front of Long Ming's eyes, all of them alive.

"I don't understand why I have to read these things. After all, the strongest demons win!"

Long Ming smiled, and straightened Long You's posture.

"Do you have to go to war?"

Long Ming lightly pressed his head on his shoulder.

"Brother! I just came back!"

Long Ming's right hand slid up from his waist and stopped at his back.

"Brother, long time no see."

Long Ming tilted his head and kissed Long You's forehead.

"In fact, I don't want to die."

Long Ming doesn't know where he is, the dilapidated space, there is nothing around, only him and Long You are left.When Long You was a child, sometimes bold maids would tie a string of bells on his wrists, and they would jingle as he ran, and the sound rang in his ears now.

A wave of magic breath injected into Long You's body from Long Ming's palm, "If you can't bear it, just live."

Long Ming whispered in his ear, and then felt the body in his arms that was about to stop breathing suddenly tense, before he could react, Long You opened his mouth and vomited out a big puddle of blood.

The bright red spread, Long You coughed, and the viscous liquid kept gushing out of his mouth, covering Long Ming's clothes. His hands were shaking slightly, and he wiped it indiscriminately. .

As far as the eye can see, drifting away, dumb life.

It was a vast white world, and Long You was in his arms, from churning to quiet, no longer struggling, no more pain.

He slowly withdrew the magic breath, still unconsciously wiping Long You's face with his hands, but his hands were also bright red, which made the originally fair face even more chaotic.

He stopped his movements, stared at Long You, and then leaned over gently, rubbing his face against Long You's cheek, rubbing his ears together.

"Ah, let's be together."