you got on my tail

Xiaowei's coming here was indeed too coincidental, and the coincidence was so seamless that it was doubtful.

Xiaowei used to be a maid in Ruan Jianghe's house, but after something happened to Ruan's family, she came to Bai Xuehe's place.

Bai Xuehe knew that if someone taught Xiaowei how to speak, he would probably be teaching the origin of dim sum, not this level.

Sure enough, Xiao Wei was taken aback, she pondered for a while, and then replied: "My husband came back from the field and told me the news."

"Just now you also said that your husband is just a farmer." Bai Xuehe reached out for a teapot to make tea unhurriedly, "I went to Xingshan County to investigate mine disasters, and it's not a national event of marching and fighting. How could I even farm the land? Farmers know it all."

With the last sentence, he suddenly raised his voice, scaring Xiao Wei back half a step.

Bai Fu stepped forward to support Xiao Wei, with a very embarrassed expression on his face.

"It's true that someone came to find my husband." Xiaowei lowered his head and said while pinching his sleeves: "At that time, it was snowing heavily in Panzhou, and the roof of my house collapsed. He took some money and said it was given by Mr. Bai." Come to me, and say something happened to Mr. Bai in the capital, and advise me to go and have a look."

"Then what?" Cang Hua heard these whispers, and already knew that Xiaowei was led to Bai Xuehe's residence, so he couldn't help getting straight to the point, "Where are those cakes? Who sent them to you? The cakes were touched by someone. Get over it!"

"I made the pastry by myself, but Mr. Li Yue from Prince Yan's Mansion ate a few pieces, so he made up for it." Xiao Wei recalled, and raised his head in a daze, "It was later..."

Before Xiao Wei finished speaking, a mouthful of blood gushed out from the base of her tongue. She staggered back half a step, slammed her body against the door frame, and vomited blood.

Bai Xuehe frowned, and stepped forward, ignoring the blood, pointing his finger at the acupuncture point on Xiaowei's shoulder.

But with his three-legged cat's medical skills, he could only temporarily stop the vomiting of blood. Xiao Wei raised his hand and groped in the air, his eyes were terrified and empty, and then his neck tilted, and his throat could no longer make a sound.

Puddles of blood spread on the pale linen, and the smell of blood filled the air, just like Lan Ziqing who was clutching his head tightly in the mine that day.

Bai Fu was extremely anxious, groping around in the room, "Master! She!"

"I can't cure it." Bai Xuehe lowered his head, looked at his toes and sighed, his tone was extremely flat, but his fingertips felt cold uncontrollably.

There was a sudden noise outside the door, followed by hurried footsteps.

Bai Xuehe put Xiaowei into Bai Fu's arms and got up slowly.

Then he adjusted his collar and smiled calmly, as if he knew what was going to happen next.

The door of the small house was not very strong, even if it was locked, it was quickly pushed open, and five or six people dressed as farmers stood at the door, reaching out to take off their bamboo hats.

A face slowly opened under the bamboo hat. Unlike the farmer's dark face, that face was snow-white. Although he was not very old next year, it was faintly cold.

Standing in front of everyone, Xu Lin raised his head and smiled slightly, and untied a gold medallion from his waist. The waistband was not big, and a golden dragon hovered on it.

"It's thousands of miles away from the capital. It's really hard to find Master Xu." Bai Xuehe smiled, wiped the blood from his hands on the hem of his clothes, then knelt down on his knees, "Master Xu, you have worked hard all the way."

Bai Fu didn't know Mr. Xu, his eyes were dull, and he only realized after a while, and hurriedly knelt down.

Cang Hua's eyes were still fixed on Xiao Wei, his hands were clenched into fists, his lips had already turned white, he stood close to Bai Xuehe, not daring to leave his side.

"Don't be afraid."

Bai Xuehe made a deep voice, the tone of which was still weak, which symbolized the cowardice of the owner of the voice.

He wasn't afraid that Fu Jiying would find him, but he didn't want Xiaowei to have an accident in front of Canghua.

This world has always been like this, he has long been used to it, just seeing Cang Hua's expression, he felt inexplicably afraid in his heart.

Xiao Wei was lying quietly in the corner of the room, her body was covered in red.

The insidious symptoms brought by Xitong Ointment are coming in wave after wave, the pain is like a needle point piercing the back little by little, causing Bai Xuehe to hunched over and lowered his head.

He tried his best to squint his eyes, trying not to focus on the blood, but it still didn't work.

The red color of Da Tan is bright and translucent, like a deliberate smeared decoration, suddenly it is no longer so glaring, but it is very pleasing to the heart.

Sure enough, the peaceful life these few days was far from enough to relieve him of his hatred.

"Xu Lin is following the order of the sage, so there is no need for hard work." Xu Lin smiled a little proudly, and then raised his hand, "The sage ordered that only Lord Bai should go back. The sage knows that Lord Bai has the courage to quit the pain ointment. The ability made His Highness King Ning to follow him wholeheartedly, and I heard that His Highness is powerful in force, so I brought hundreds of dead soldiers and waited outside the door."

After resisting to listen to this lengthy passage, Bai Xuehe got up just now, his legs and feet were already stiff, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he couldn't help leaning sideways on the table.

Jin Yiwei at the back wanted to help, but was stopped by Xu Lin raising his hand, so he had to retreat angrily.

"The emperor is not here, I don't know who you are showing this appearance to." Xu Lin frowned, and replied in a low voice with some disgust, then he raised his eyebrows and turned around, "Master Bai, please change your clothes quickly, my minister is waiting for you outside the house."

"Why don't I go and kill them." Cang Hua stared scarlet, squeezed Bai Xuehe's hand tightly, and took a moment to stop looking at Xiao Wei's body.

After saying this, he remained silent again, maybe he could kill hundreds of people, but he couldn't protect Bai Xuehe in the midst of this.

"No need." Bai Xuehe still smiled, and took off his bloody shirt, "Bai Fu, go take care of Xiaowei, I'll go back to the capital first."

Cang Hua paused, his heart full of soreness.

After a while, he said reluctantly: "Why, they all listen to the emperor?"

After finishing speaking, he was suddenly stunned. He seemed to have heard or seen these words and this scene somewhere before.

It seems that I have faced millions of soldiers and horses, and watched them spread out along the sea and sky, with silver guns and golden armor, and their murderous intent was transpiring, as if they were rolled up like huge snow waves.

I am alone, standing in front of them, it is almost an enemy of heaven and earth.

But his father, the Emperor of the Four Seas, just stood in front of thousands of soldiers and horses with his hands folded.

"What if it's possible?" At this moment, Bai Xuehe had stood up straight, put on a clean white dress again, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "I want to go back to the capital."

Cang Hua stared into his eyes, those eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling were like a pool of deep water, one couldn't see the edge no matter what.

……

Just after the New Year's Eve, in the criss-crossing alleys, each household posted fiery red couplets, and the palace was filled with feigned joy.

It was early in the morning when the Empress Dowager sat in the Buddhist hall, clasped her hands together, and saluted three times in front of the sitting statue of Guanyin. On the third bow, a lock of hair slipped out of the hair ornament on her sideburns. She raised her hand to hold the hair gaze.

Her hair had already turned gray and white, and she was falling out in large handfuls, as if she was about to be unable to support the heavy weight on her head.

"Empress Dowager." A not-so-young palace maid walked in slowly and stopped beside the Empress Dowager. Jin Yiwei looked at it, and the slaves couldn't find out about other things."

"It doesn't matter, this is enough." The queen mother sighed deeply, opened the hidden button under the Guanyin statue, took out a paper bag from it, raised her hand and poured the powder inside into the brazier. After a "chi", the powder turned into A tiny flame suddenly disappeared under the compassionate eyes of the Bodhisattva.

"May the Bodhisattva bless my son." She took a deep breath, put her hands together, stroked from the center of her eyebrows to her heart, and saluted respectfully.

Then the Empress Dowager stood up tremblingly, trying to act as if nothing had happened, preparing to attend the annual palace banquet.

Fu Jiying never believed in the retribution of God's will, so he disdained to come to the Buddhist hall, and would never kneel down to pay homage, so it was absolutely impossible to find the clues under the statue of Avalokitesvara.

Of course, he could never have imagined that the Queen Mother would send the medicine to the dungeon to drive his own son crazy.

No matter what happened, the palace banquet was still lively and lively, and the concubines in the harem could hardly see the sky on weekdays, so Fu Jiying was rarely gentle with all the beautifully dressed, and accompanied them to drink a few more glasses.

He was slightly drunk from the last cup, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and when he looked up, the moon was already in the middle of the sky, so he got up and put on his cloak, and continued to walk towards the study.

As soon as Bai Xuehe returned to the capital, he was called to wait outside the study. It was snowing heavily at the moment, even though his official uniform was stuffed to the brim, he couldn't help stamping his feet in the cold.

"Master Bai." Wei Lan ran from a corner, seeing Bai Xuehe smiling all over his eyes, he was a little angry, but at this moment he couldn't help but smiled wryly, "Why are you still smiling?"

"Today is New Year's Eve, and I'm one year older." Bai Xuehe rubbed his hands, and kicked the broken snow on the steps with small steps, "I'm 24 this year. In the year of my birth, there's another auspicious snowfall. When I'm in school, I laugh. There's nothing you can't be happy about."

Wei Lan was a little surprised, stretched out her hand and moved her chin, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Then let me ask your lord." Bai Xuehe turned his eyes and smiled faintly, "Who told the emperor where I am and gave Xiaowei medicine."

"I don't know." Wei Lan was taken aback for a moment, unable to answer.

Bai Xuehe smiled here, yawned, and folded his arms again.

"I thought you could run away for a few more days." Wei Lan pretended not to say what he just said, and began to look around, "No way, it's different now, the emperor trusts that kid Xu Lin, it seems that he is too big There is a posture to replace me, and I don't know where he got the news about you."

"It's okay." Bai Xuehe breathed in the palm of his hand, rubbed his hands vigorously to keep warm, and smiled in Yu Xuebai's breath, "Under the whole world, could it be the king's land, I just celebrated the Spring Festival, and I always want to come back, but tonight the emperor If you want to make a move, you can stop it for me."

"King Yan is not feeling well, but after all he was wounded and went outside the Great Wall." Wei Lan was taken aback, did not reply to his joke, spoke in a hoarse voice, and tried to talk about what happened recently, "He was defeated in wars, Mobei wars, It didn't go well..."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of heavy footsteps pressing down on snowflakes came from behind them. The two quickly turned their heads and knelt down. Fu Jiying was walking in a bright yellow cloak, and there was no one else behind.

A pair of sharp eyes emerged from the black fox fur, and the eyes were flushed, as if drunk.

Wei Lan knelt down on one knee, her legs trembling faintly, she could use her peripheral vision to scan the white snow crane, except that his fingertips in the velvet snow turned purple, nothing changed.

"Get up." Fu Jiying raised his hand and quickly tapped Wei Lan's shoulder, "You, go down."

Wei Lan hesitated for a while, but in the end he didn't say the words of pleading, he was very unjust, leaving Bai Xuehe standing alone in the snow, gouging him out with his eyes.

In the end, there were only the two of them left in the snow. Fu Jiying was silent for a long time, trying repeatedly, but couldn't speak, so he walked forward and signaled Bai Xuehe to follow.

There is a charcoal fire in the study, the temperature is suitable, the study is still full of memorials, but it feels different from the past, Bai Xuehe thought for a long time before he realized the clue, it turned out that there was a map of Zhang Mobei hanging in the study.

The founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty was only three generations old, and its foundation was not stable, and various trivial matters kept disturbing its heart.

Fu Jiying rummaged around in front of the desk, and after a while, he weighed a long object in his palm and walked towards him step by step.

Bai Xuehe squinted his eyes and tried hard but couldn't see what was in his hand, but he always felt that the visitor was not kind, so he couldn't help being a little scared, and took half a step back with a sullen smile.

Fu Jiying walked over holding the thing, and the two of them got very close. Then, he raised his hand violently, and the thing knocked on Bai Xuehe's cheek with the sound of the wind, leaving a red mark that was not too deep and not too shallow.

Bai Xuehe had no choice but to close his eyes and keep quiet, waiting for the thing to hit him on the face, shoulder, or somewhere else.

But he didn't expect that Fu Jiying didn't do anything, just threw the thing into his arms, Bai Xuehe frantically scooped it up a few times before barely hugging it, and recognized the thing as a memorial.

"This is a memorial prepared by the imperial physician, and it is a new prescription." Fu Jiying turned her back and looked at the flickering red candles, "You will destroy your body sooner or later by forcibly taking painkiller ointment."

"I'm just going out to celebrate the Spring Festival." Bai Xuehe grinned and moved his steps backwards, "It's your majesty...you misunderstood..."

"I'm not forcing you." Fu Jiying pinched his face fiercely, forcing him to look at his own eyes, "I got this after asking several imperial doctors. You can't quit the pain relief ointment by yourself. I am I'm telling you the truth, listen."

Bai Xuehe nodded, still hugging the thing and smiling, just like his usual resignation, showing no emotion at all.

"From the first time I saw you, I regarded you as something I wanted. I envied them for their good relationship with you, and they only went far with me." Fu Jiying smiled, and it was rare to see some gentleness in his cold eyes. Heat, "I do know what you are thinking. These years, I have indeed treated you badly and hurt you to this point, but I am also trying my best to make up for it. The matter is now, and the world is mine after all. King Yan and Cang Hua can't protect you." Hold you, no matter how distant and perfunctory you are, it will not do you any good, do you agree or not?"

After finishing speaking, Bai Xuehe still smiled, and nodded after a moment, without thinking, but did not utter a word.

Fu Jiying raised his hand and covered his cold palm.

"Your Majesty." Bai Xuehe raised his eyes, retracted his fingers and pointed to a few papers on the table, "Just now I heard Lord Wei say that the border war is tight, it seems that the journey is exhausting, and His Highness King Yan is not feeling well."

"Indeed." Fu Jiying also sneered, with a cold expression on his face, "In the face of a great enemy, he will play tricks on me."

"The emperor is right, but there can be no generals in the army." Bai Xuehe seemed to lift his spirits. He approached the map and smiled with his head tilted. day."

"Do you have a way to call him back?" Fu Jiying was a little surprised, and suddenly patted his forehead, with a rather bitter tone, "But I don't know where he is now."

Xun Luo is Luo Cangxia's son, and Fu Jiying had a feud against his father. If Fu Jiying didn't send someone to follow him, Bai Xuehe would not believe it.

"The border war is urgent. General Xun is a hero. Naturally, he will not ignore it. He will naturally stay near the border." Bai Xuehe rubbed his hands and replied with a smile, "He is not an ordinary person. If you try to persuade him, you don't need to say much. , will definitely let go of his personal grudges and avenge his country and family first."

"But you can't leave the capital." Fu Jiying grasped another important point, stepped forward and clasped his wrist.

"I understand what the emperor means, but it's useless for me to persuade you." Bai Xuehe blinked, "I want King Yan to persuade himself."

"Okay." Fu Jiying nodded and agreed without hesitation.