hereditary wrong country

Afterwards, the black stone hilt could not withstand the enormous force, and instantly turned into ashes.

Everything happened with the snap of a finger, and the soldiers didn't really realize that this man was powerful and unattainable until now, and seeing that he spared Shi Lu's life in a fit of rage, they couldn't help admiring him and admiring him from the bottom of their hearts.

Yongyan ignored Shi Lu, who was missing an arm, and turned around to carefully support Runzhi, with one arm on his shoulder and the other on his knee.

Runzhi was shocked, and hurriedly whispered, "There are so many people watching! I can walk."

"It doesn't matter." Yong Yan mumbled, stretching his arms horizontally to lift Run Zhi up, carefully avoiding the wound on his shoulder, strode through the crowd, and walked towards Liu Fengchu's tent.

Yin Zhuangtu sent someone to take down the blood gourd-like Shi Lu, and climbed onto the high platform, overlooking all directions.

"Today's situation is as the soldiers have seen. Brother Yongyan is superb in martial arts, and his character is even more admirable to Zhuangtu! From now on, Yongyan and Fengshen are like everyone in the audience. They are my brothers, Yin Zhuangtu. Those who are killed without mercy!"

"Whoever offends my brother will be killed without mercy!"

"Kill without mercy!"

The author has something to say: Xiao Runzhi is injured, Brother Yongyan is very distressed, I want to save and comment, I want Huahua~~~~ Otherwise I will cry~~

☆, Hu Bugui

Yongyan carried Runzhi all the way into the camp, Liu Fengchu had just finished slicing the bones of Niu Buping's old lady, and was so busy that she was sweating, when she saw Yongyan holding Runzhi, who was covered in blood, she couldn't help being startled, and even ran out of people He didn't bother to say anything, and hurried up to check the injury.

Niu Buping was also taken aback by the blood stains on his clothes, hurriedly surrounded him and asked, "What's the matter?!"

After a good inspection, Liu Fengchu breathed a sigh of relief, wiped her hands and said, "You two are bothering me today, don't you think you are too busy as a teacher?"

"How is he?" Yongyan's complexion was not much better than that of Runzhi's, and his eyes were fixed on the wound on Runzhi's shoulder.

"And I can't die." Liu Fengchu rolled his eyes at the two of them, "He's dying, but he bleed a little after being stabbed, but the knife was not inserted very well, it happened to block a vein."

Yongyan's complexion turned even paler.

Runzhi was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, and he has never suffered this kind of injury, but seeing Yongyan so nervous, he felt very unbearable, so he swallowed it back to his mouth, suppressed the pain and shook his hand, and said to Liu Fengchu, " Don't scare him, it's not a serious injury, if the master can't heal it, just say so, and the apprentice will go outside to find a doctor."

"Hehe! Are you provoking me as a teacher?" Liu Fengchu jumped up, pointed at his nose and broke it, "As a teacher, I told you clearly that there is no one in this world that I, Liu, can't cure. Come out, but if you don’t pull out this knife today, it will fester, perforate, and you will definitely die! If you want to pull out...haha! It hurts you~"

Yongyan glanced at Liu Fengchu coldly, and the latter continued to commit crimes in a ignorant manner, "I'll tell you, this knife is nothing but blood, if this tendon can't be blocked and the blood collapses, it will be in vain... Hey! Hey! You dead elm, let go of me! I warn you! If you dare to move my finger, I will not draw the knife for him, and let you watch him die! Watch him rot!"

Yongyan's face became extremely gloomy, and his knuckles were clenched blue and white.

Niu Buping didn't know what to do, he just went in as if his savior was about to be beaten, snatched Liu Fengchu from Yongyan's hands with rough hands and feet, ran around the room in his arms, kicked down the coffee table, and kicked it over again. The Four Treasures of the Study on the desk muttered, "Don't fight, don't fight..."

Liu Fengchu was so strangled that she pinched Niu Buping's stomach and shouted, "Put me down! My disciple will die in a while!"

"Ah?" Niu Buping hurriedly sent him back to the bed, and stood aside angrily with his hands down.Liu Fengchu rubbed her sore arm, and then she became serious. Runzhi's injury looked dangerous, but it was actually not serious inside. The tip of the knife was deflected to the left, neither hurting internal organs nor causing inflammation.It's just that pulling a knife out of meat will definitely take some pain, and I don't know if the young master with delicate skin and tender meat can bear it.

Yongyan wiped off the sweat on Runzhi's forehead, his movements were gentle as if he was afraid of hurting him, Runzhi smiled weakly, and gave him a reassuring look.

"Hey, it's just a knife, it's like parting from life and death, it's so hypocritical!" Liu Fengchu curled her lips, rolled up a sweat towel and handed it to Yongyan, "Bite it in your mouth, don't bite your tongue when it hurts later , then he’s really dead.” After thinking for a while, he shook his finger and added, “If you die by biting your tongue, you can’t be regarded as a master, and you have to publicize that your master’s medical skills are unparalleled in the world. "

Yongyan didn't answer, he fixed a glance at Runzhi, rolled up the sleeve of an arm, and handed it to his mouth, "Bite Brother Yan."

Runzhi cast a glance at him, but obediently opened his mouth to hold a piece of flesh on his arm, thinking in his heart how could I be willing to really bite you, but before he could turn his eyes away, the sharp pain forced him to bite Keep your mouth shut—

"Hmm!" The heart-piercing pain spread like electricity in an instant, and the nerves at the end of the fingertips were throbbing like spasms.The divergent pain finally converged into a point on the shoulder, which immediately made his mind go blank, leaving only the instinctive behavior of clenching his fists and clenching his teeth.

The dagger was pulled out suddenly, and the blood spurted out and splashed Liu Fengchu's face and body. He spat twice to the side, poured the golden sore medicine quickly, and took cotton gauze to press the turned-out flesh of the affected area. The movement was done in one go. The bleeding was barely stopped.

The sharp canine teeth gnawed the skin and flesh on his arm until it bled, Yong Yan didn't change his face, and gently wiped away the splashed blood on his moistened chin with his other hand.

"Huh..." Liu Fengchu let out a rough breath, wiped her face casually, and said in distaste, "It looks like there is only a few catties of flesh, but there is really a lot of blood, it bleeds all over me, the clothes I made for the teacher, you pay for it."

"You..." Runzhi breathed a sigh of relief after a long while, the buzzing in the ears continued, and he couldn't pull up any strength in his body, and he said with an air of gossamer, "Can't you...can't... say in advance... can you..."

"Tch——" Liu Fengchu snorted, "There are so many strange things, how can I tell you in advance, do you have to say, I want to pull? I really want to pull? You should be mentally prepared~ I really want to pull it this time." pull~"

Runzhi rolled his eyes and wanted to argue with him again about the topic of "doctor's parents' heart", but his head felt dizzy for a while, and he tilted his head and fell asleep before he could take the next breath.

He was drowsy and fell into a black vortex, as if someone was hugging him tightly, as if someone was slowly whispering something in his ear, with warm lips lingering on his forehead and cheeks.But he felt that he had a splitting headache, and his ability to think was so dull that he stopped thinking, leaving him in a daze, and he just wanted to sleep with his head covered.

Night fell peacefully, and Ye Xiao, who was returning late, squatted on a branch, singing and singing endlessly.

Runzhi was disturbed by the hair piercing the tip of his nose and sneezed, and there was another burst of pain when he pulled the wound.The room was pitch black, and he felt that he was leaning against a firm and warm chest, and the familiar bitter taste lingered all over his body.He reached out to touch the affected area, but was quickly suppressed.

"Don't move."

The man's voice in the darkness was exceptionally peaceful, Runzhi put down his hands, and once again placed all his weight in that stable embrace.

"Does it still hurt?" the voice asked.

"It's much better, but I'm still a little dizzy." Runzhi suddenly thought of something, and slowly groped Yongyan's arm in the dark. Sure enough, when he touched an abnormally hot spot, the man stiffened slightly.

"It hurts, right?" He couldn't help feeling distressed.

"It doesn't hurt, I'm flustered."

Runzhi rested his head on Yongyan's heart and listened in silence, the heartbeat was steady and powerful.

"Why doesn't it hurt? It's because I didn't control it. The bite is so hard. Have you taken any medicine?"

"Yeah." Yong Yan buried his head in the crook of his neck, and replied dully.

"By the way, I wanted to ask before, how can there be bitter taste on my body?"

"Kuding?"

"Yeah——" Runzhi nodded and gestured, "It's just a kind of tea, very bitter, with a light taste and a nice smell."

"I don't know, maybe it's because I didn't eat in the cold palace before, so I often went to the back mountain to dig a vegetable to cook."

Runzhi touched his cheek with distress. In the past, he only said that Yongyan had a miserable life before he met him, but in the end, he was a prince, and no matter how carelessly his slaves behaved, it would not be so miserable. Even food and clothing are not enough.

However, fortunately, God blesses the two of them to meet each other.

Runzhi rubbed his palm affectionately, feeling extremely soft in his heart.The two leaned on each other and talked for a while, Runzhi suddenly said, "What time is it?"

"It's about four o'clock."

"Damn it!" Runzhi slapped his forehead fiercely, "The city gate was locked this morning, so I can't go back to the mansion now."

"It's okay," Yong Yan rubbed the red mark on his forehead, and dawdled twice in distress, and said slowly, "Mr. Liu has already sent someone to report to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"What did you say?"

"Travel with friends and return in three days."

"This won't work," Runzhi closed his eyes in despair, "I rarely make friends among the nobles in the capital, only Ru Chuan, Yuan Rui, and Ji Huang. Now Ru Chuan and Ji Huang are both in the mansion. Yuan Rui Being in the barracks and not being able to get out, I can't lie to my father, I guess he must be going crazy right now."

Yong Yan hugged him tightly, "Heal the injury first, and we'll talk about the rest later."

At this time, the sky above the prime minister's mansion in the capital was overcast, and the face of Mr. and Mrs. He was stretched longer than the night.

"Hey, Lao He, I'm dizzy from you turning back and forth," Ji Xiaolan said weakly, "When a child grows up, he should have his own social circle, go out to play and so on, let us elders stop worrying about it Bar."

"Night does not return!" He Shen kicked him, continued to circle in annoyance, turned back and kicked Ji Xiaolan down again, collapsed again after a while, "Night does not return!!!"

"He has never been away from home at night since he grew up! These days in the imperial city are not very peaceful, and there are rumors of mountain spirits and monsters. The lights are blind and the fire is so dangerous outside. What if something happens, how can I ask my father to do it himself?" Where?! How do I deal with myself? I don’t come home at night!!!”

Ji Xiaolan poked out her ears, thinking who wouldn't want to dare to touch your precious son, she hurriedly comforted her, "Runzhi is cautious in doing things, didn't you send someone back to tell you, what can happen if you travel with friends."

"Lao Shizi is traveling with his friends! Listen to him talking nonsense! His two and a half friends are all squinting in his own mansion. Ji Huang is as courageous as a cat. He dares to take Run Zhi out to play? Yuan Rui is in the military camp It's training soldiers inside, there's no time to mess with him, it's still your son..."

"No, no, no!" Ji Xiaolan repeatedly denied, "Ru Chuan stole the villain's book two days ago, and now you are contemplating your mistakes behind closed doors at home. You can't abduct your son without leaving the door."

"Of course I know it's not them! It's clear that they ran out to play with that kid in the backyard."

"Who's in the backyard?"

He Shen's beautiful eyes widened, and then he said softly, "You don't care!"

The night was dark, it was the twentieth month, a last quarter moon hung on the eaves of the porch, and a black shadow flashed past outside the hall of the residence.

He Shen sat down with his brows furrowed, his expression no longer as impetuous as before, and he picked up his tea and took a sip.

"Going away?" Ji Xiaolan asked.

"gone."

Ji Xiaolan said, "How did you guess that there is Liu Yong's ghost in the mansion?"

"The more flawless you are, the easier it is to get confused by small troubles." He Shen sneered as he blew on the floating tea leaves slowly, "This is a truth my family understands."

"Hey, Xiao Runzhi will be [-] after August this year. Big boy, you always call her baby girl, making her feel ashamed in front of outsiders."

"Why don't you lose face?" He Shen came up with a slap, "My own son, I can call him whatever I want, and I won't hinder you if you call your son a little bastard when you return home."

"Hey, why are you swearing? If he is a little bastard, then I won't be a bastard." Ji Xiaolan knew that Run Zhiye's absence would hit He Shen hard, and she didn't want to make him suffer. What is it?" He said again, "How should the ghost be dealt with?"

"Don't startle the snake yet," He Shen said with his sleeves pulled back, and the old god was there, "Let's see what he can do." Xuan kicked Ji Xiaolan fiercely, and continued to be mad, "I'm not going home at night!!!"

The author has something to say: Oh, I made a cover yesterday, and today I found out that the article was stolen by a certain website, and even summarized the new copy for me. It’s much better. So, I, can I steal the copywriting he wrote~~~

☆、Red rope ginseng

In the blink of an eye, it was mid-September, and the torrential rain continued throughout the summer.

Runzhi's injury has been dragging on for a long time. In order not to teach Heshen to find out, he had to reduce the number of times he went back to the mansion. He only said that he had worshiped the hermit of Babaoshan as his teacher, and ran into the mountains at every turn.

He Shen prepared the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet for the emperor, the vassal king returned to Beijing, the generals reported their duties, and the etiquette of all parties. I had to let Runzhi play around.

Three autumn osmanthus, ten miles of lotus, it is the season of wheat harvest.

The oily wheat is golden yellow, and the grains are plump and bowed down.The common people are harvesting grain in the ridges of the fields, raising their earthy faces to look up at the sky from time to time, hoping that there will be a snowfall this winter, covered with wheat straw like a quilt, and that there will be a good harvest next year, and the grains will be returned to the warehouse.

Runzhi also tried to open a three-acre field behind the barracks to grow wheat, but the harvest was not satisfactory, with more wheat husks and less grains, and he was annoyed for several days.Liu Fengchu taunted him for a long time with "the limbs don't touch the five grains". In the end, it's just that the land near the salt lake has been affected for a long time and the salinization is serious.

Runzhi was not discouraged, so he chose a place far away from the salt flats to re-plow and sow seeds again. The three-crop wheat in a year could not be planted, so he picked up the two-crop seeds a year, and sent the soldiers' excrement to the field at a price. flesh.Fearing that the heavy rain would spoil the newly sprouted seedlings, they covered the shed with oilcloth and looked after them like a child.Later, he simply didn't return home for several days, worrying about his Mai Miao'er every night.

Seeing that he was so concerned about food, Yongyan didn't say much, but was worried that his wounds were still unhealed, so he thought about everything before getting moist, and dealt with it first, which would inevitably make him more tiring.Sometimes Runzhi wanted to be intimate at night, but he didn't say a few words, and his hands didn't even touch his waist, and the man fell asleep, and Runzhi could only kiss the blue shadow under his eyelids with distress, and was hugged tightly. Gradually fell asleep.

It's a pity that the beauty is in her arms...uh...in the beauty's arms, I can only watch helplessly, and Runzhi expresses his depression.

Fortunately, it was not in vain, the new malt growth was gratifying, presumably those natural fertilizers played a role.

The farm work in the field ended early that day, Runzhi and Yongyan had dinner in the military tent, and they didn't plan to go back home, so they set up a chessboard under the tree, and played Go while watching the sunset kill the time.

Yin Zhuangtu brought the soldiers back from the exercise in the evening, and when he saw them from a long distance, he put two fingers together in his mouth and whistled.

Runzhi killed all directions in this game, and he was at the end of the game. He didn't have time to talk to him, so he casually raised his hand and said, "I'm back."

"I'm back." When Yin Zhuangtu approached, Runzhi saw that he was still carrying an old ginseng tree.

I saw that the ginseng was three fingers thick, and the ginseng ginseng's legs were about five inches long. The small branches were even dotted with new mud, and there was a red string tied on the bright green cherry blossoms.

Runzhi was amazed, saying that the seven liang is the ginseng and the eight liang is the treasure, this ginseng is vaguely human-shaped, why not have the □ and □ double, it is really a rare treasure.

Runzhi: "Where can I get this baby?"

Yin Zhuangtu handed him the ginseng, "Shi Lu dug it up for you."

Runzhi listened to Shi Lu's words, shrank his neck, put the ginseng back in his hand, and said, "His injury is worse than mine, so save it for yourself."

Yin Zhuangtu said, "A savage in the army, life is cheap, there is nothing to make up for." Then he pushed Shen back, laughed heartily, showing his white teeth, "You also saved his life from Brother Yongyan at the beginning, He was thinking of your kindness, and he pouted on the top of the mountain and dug all day long, asking me to hand over everything to you."

Hearing what he said, Runzhi felt a little sorry. After all, Shi Lu was disabled because of himself. I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me.Now he can let go of his grievances and treat each other with sincerity, but he is still haggling over every detail, which doesn't seem to be kind enough.

Yin Zhuangtu squinted his eyes to look at the dim horizon, and said, "The soldiers are mostly savages. Although they don't read much, don't know a few big characters, and they like to use low-level tricks, their hearts are not really bad, and they value loyalty. He knows better than anyone else how to tie grass and hold rings."

"I understand." Runzhi looked at the old ginseng for a moment, then asked, "Why did you tie the red string?"

Yin Zhuangtu said, "I'm afraid I'll run away."

Run Zhi was dumbfounded, "Run away? Long legs ran away?"

"Goblins are the most cunning. After absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon for a long time, if they are not fastened with red ropes, they will run away as soon as they turn around."

Runzhi clicked his tongue in amazement, and Yin Zhuangtu asked, "Where are you playing chess?"

"Would you like a dish?" Runzhi blinked, "Hot hands."

Yin Zhuangtu rolled up his sleeves, "Come on!"

Runzhi's go master was Heshen. When he was 12 years old, he played a game of courtier's chess with Qianlong.Later, I taught Yongyan in my free time, but Yongyan's ability to accept chess is far inferior to martial arts, and now he can barely pass twenty moves.

Runzhi didn't have much hope for Yin Zhuangtu at first, but he didn't expect that this person would easily fight him fifty times, and seeing the cheerful manner of talking and laughing, he still had some reservations.

Runzhi said in his heart that today he met his opponent in chess and would meet a good talent, so he really didn't dare to be perfunctory, so he settled down and made his moves carefully.

Yongyan stood behind Runzhi and held up a firefly lantern, and watched the chess with his head down, without saying a word.

For a moment, the three of them stared at each other with bated breath, only hearing the 'da da' sound of chess pieces falling on the chessboard and the intermittent noise of soldiers returning to camp in the distance, which made people feel very peaceful.

A game of chess was played for an hour, until the last ray of light on the horizon faded into the horizon, and there was no place to place any pieces on the chessboard. Runzhi let out a long breath, picked out the three black stones left in his eyes and threw them back into the opponent's chessboard. in the basket.

"I lost." Yin Zhuangtu smiled boldly, the scars on his face softened a lot, and he praised, "It's a move in the end, the nineteenth son really lives up to his reputation, and the elder brother is convinced."

"It's just a narrow victory." Runzhi played this game of chess heartily, and he still couldn't get enough, "We will fight again tomorrow!"

Yin Zhuangtu nodded, "Very good." Then he said to Yongyan, "Just now I heard from the military master that I have something to discuss with you, I was too engrossed in playing chess, I forgot about it."

Yong Yan bowed his head and said nothing, Run Zhi said, "I will come down here today, brother Yan and I will go to see Mr. Liu."

Yin Zhuangtu thought for a while and said, "Alright."

"I'll let Chen Xiao stew the ginseng in the kitchen first."

The two went side by side towards Liu Fengchu's tent, Yong Yan hesitated to speak a few times, and stopped on the sidewalk outside the tent, "Brother Yan can go in by himself, you go back to the tent first, there are many mosquitoes outside."

"It's all here——" Runzhi asked suspiciously, "Did you hide something from me?"

Yong Yan was noncommittal, turned around and lifted the curtain.

Liu Fengchu had been waiting for a long time, and impatiently poured several pots of sour plum soup, and now her stomach was full of sour water, when she saw Yongyan coming in, she raised her eyebrows and raised her eyes, and said, "Why did you come here! Do you know what an inch of time and an inch of gold are? Buy—huh? Good apprentice, why are you here too?"

Runzhi sat down on the table and stepped on the stool, "What's the matter? You two are making things up and don't take me with you. Brother Buping and Aunt Niu are also here."

Niu Buping learned how his mother weaved baskets according to gourd painting, the cut willow sticks were piled up on the floor, and he raised his hand and said naively, "Come and pull."

"Don't call him unflattering!" Liu Fengchu said angrily, "You guys know how to be ashamed, you always bully others, you are so honest!"

"Then...Brother Ping?"

"It doesn't work even if you have a flat chest. If you get down, you have to sit on a table if you have a stool. Are you a vaulting monkey?"

"The stool is too short, I'm in a panic," Runzhi said, "Well, what are you hiding from me?"

Liu Fengchu glanced at Yongyan, who shook his head slightly.

"It's okay, I'm sleepwalking here as a teacher, you two don't worry about me, lest I wake up and bite people. Go back, let's study each other's butts while the moon is dark and the wind is high." Liu Fengchu said.

Runzhi "..."

Yongyan "..."

Aunt Niu covered Niu Buping's ears, "Oh——oh——I didn't hear~ We didn't hear~"

Liu Fengchu gave up on herself, "Hey, anyway, he will know sooner or later, how long can you keep it a secret?"

"What the hell!" Runzhi was completely anxious, "Why did you hide it from me?"

"Why are you rushing? I'm telling you that I'm afraid you'll be in a hurry. Your temper is also impatient, like a donkey." Liu Fengchu said leisurely, "Now that the army is established, although food and clothing are not worrying about, the deadline for releasing salt in the salt warehouse for half a year is over. However, it is not advisable to sit and eat. If our salt is to be sold out, it must go through the salt and iron channels in the palace, and it must be available in the palace, but after all, it cannot be successful without a serious backer, so—”

Runzhi trembled all over, gritted his teeth and said, "So, you want Brother Yan to go back to the palace?"

"Children can be taught~"

Runzhi felt a pain in his heart, and grabbed Yongyan's wrist, "What about you! Do you want to go back yourself too!"

Yong Yan remained silent for a long time.

"You all know, Yin Zhuangtu, Chen Xiao, Niu Buping, and Aunt Niu also know, but I don't know! Just keep it from me?"

Niu Buping raised his hands above his head, "My mother and I don't know, I don't know what you have in mind, or, I, my mother and I went out to weave baskets."

"Hey, old cow, you don't have to go," Liu Fengchu said, "Apprentice, don't be too excited. One has one's own destiny. Since he chooses this path, it will be a matter of time before he returns to the palace. Besides, if he wants to rebel, he will have to do so only if he has a chance." This amount of troops is far from enough. There are [-] soldiers stationed in the imperial city alone, not counting the blood drops secretly cultivated by Jin Yiwei and the emperor. It is estimated that these idle soldiers will have difficulty entering Wumen. Retreat [-] steps If he doesn’t reach the point of meeting with soldiers, if he wants to inherit the great lineage, he must be of the orthodox Aixinjueluo bloodline, and he also needs to cultivate forces in the court to accept eagles and dogs, contact powerful officials to eradicate political enemies, and he must be careful in everything.”

"Shut up!" Runzhi couldn't hear a word, stared at Yongyan, and questioned, "Say it yourself! Do you want to go back to the palace, Brother Yan?"

Yongyan nodded, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Yan should go back, Runzhi."

He narrowly escaped from that dangerous place, and was tortured and almost died. Now he said himself that he should go back, and for the sake of an uncertain future, he would give his life to the eyeing enemy!Runzhi only felt that there was a cloud of turbid air in his chest, stuck in the pipe in his throat, and he was extremely oppressed. He was afraid that this person would be in danger again once he returned, and he was afraid that he would push open the dilapidated door again next time. People have been mad for a long time!

Runzhi got up, looked around, kicked over the table, turned his head and kicked the stool with red eyes.

Yongyan's eyes touched the redness that gradually spread on his shoulder, his pupils shrank sharply, he held his shoulder and said solemnly, "Don't move around, Runzhi! The wound is open!"

Runzhi was dumbfounded, "If I don't know today, how long will you keep it from me? If you want to garrison troops, I can help you with anything, but if you want to go back to the palace, I can't, I can't—" I can no longer protect you ...

"Hey, people are so immodest and very temperamental, isn't it really a donkey?" Liu Fengchu rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find medicine for sores, "It doesn't make sense, Shi Lu will heal soon after chopping off half of his arm, why is your injury so bad?" I don't like to close my mouth, and it will collapse at every turn, so it really looks like it has a mouth on the shoulder, it's weird."

"Run Zhi," Yong Yan helped him to sit down on the couch, then turned around and said, "Let's take it easy on the matter of returning to the palace."

"Slow down!" Liu Fengchu spread the gauze medicine bottle on the bed, and said seriously, "I, Liu, never do anything uncertain, since I plan to let you go back to the palace, naturally I can't go back to the palace as an outcast. Being framed for no reason, even if you ascend the throne in the future, you will not be criticized by future generations."

"If you want to go back, you have to use the blood of the royal family to welcome you back to the palace."

Runzhi's pupils lit up, and he thought about it, "Master... is there a way to restore brother Yan to his status as a prince?"

"That's natural," Liu Fengchu said confidently, "Although returning to the palace is easy, the most dangerous place is also the safest. The emperor will protect him and live a more comfortable life than outside. It must be obvious that the boy is as smart as a teacher, and he must be comprehensive."

"Besides, I can still push this elm lump into the fire pit, and it won't be burned into elm charcoal, so what's the use for it, thrush?"

Runzhi couldn't hold back and laughed twice.

"Stop shouting now?" Liu Fengchu poked him on the shoulder, gritted her teeth and said, "Just believe in me as a master, but if you really treat me as your master, it won't work? Let go of my hand! I won't make it if I stop poking him." what?"

"Trust me, trust me," Run Zhi gasped in pain, begging for mercy, "Master's wonderful plan secures the world, and Master's might is as powerful as a god's, so this disciple just lost his mind."

"It's good to know." Liu Fengchu gave Yongyan a blank look, with a strange look, "His ears—" Then he said solemnly, "Apprentice, you should be more worried about yourself than about his return to the palace."

"What happened to him?" Yongyan asked.

Liu Fengchu pondered for a moment and said, "The wound is not easy to heal. It seems to be a rare disease. I saw it when I was traveling in Kashgar a few years ago. It is called hemophilia. Once injured, it will bleed continuously. If it is not treated in time, even a small wound can heal Take your life."

Yongyan's face was pale, and the arm around Runzhi couldn't help shaking, "Is there a cure?"

"They're all means to treat the symptoms but not the root cause," Liu Fengchu shook her head slightly, "In other words, as long as you don't get hurt, you're fine."

Runzhi was raised by his father as a girl in the past, except for a circular scar on the palm of his right hand that he couldn't remember the cause of, he had almost never suffered any upward wounds.Only then did He Shen know why He Shen cared so much about his injury. Maybe his mother had such a disease before she was alive.He patted Yong Yan's hand indifferently and said, "Then I'll just pay more attention in the future, it's not a big deal."

Yong Yan still buried his head in silence, his expression slightly pale.

Liu Fengchu re-bandaged Runzhi, and said seriously, "Come on, let's stop gossip, let's deduce the matter of returning to the palace twice, old cow, go and see if the stewed black-bone chicken soup with Codonopsis ginseng is ready in the kitchen, and bring it here, Lao Tzu You have to make up for it.”

"Don't even think about it! Shi Lu dug it up for me!"

"Presumptuous, I will advise you for my master. If you have good things, don't hurry to honor your master. You don't need to waste your brains. If you have a pig's brain, you will be ass-tempered. Don't waste good things!"

"You're a disgrace, who recognizes you as a master, and you don't grow tall after drinking! Bai Chang's thoughts are used to curse people, and he will always be a dwarf."

"You little white-faced boy, tell me one more time! Let me go to the wood, today Liu and the unreasonable boy will die together!"

"Willow bian, willow dwarf, willow dwarf, willow lentil~~~"

"Wood get out of the way! The young man who rides thousands of people and rides thousands of people, don't go! Take my memorabilia and remember the universe——"

"Short Willow~"

"Eastern Emperor's ancient demon mirror!"

"Willow Gnome~"

"Flying Heaven and Earth Thunder God Axe!"

"...Don't fight, is there anyone who can drink this soup, and don't drink it... Shall I drink it?"

The author has something to say: I checked on Baidu today to know how to use metaphysics. It’s a pity that people like me who go to bed before [-] o’clock every day basically lose the opportunity to go to the metaphysics list at [-] o’clock in the morning forever, crying~~ ~~

☆, happy things

The two discussed in Liu Fengchu's army tent until Liu Shao returned on the moon, without talking all the way.

After entering the tent, Yongyan fumbled to light the lamp in the dark, Runzhi hugged his waist behind him, and said, "Don't light it."

"You have night blindness, and I have hemophilia. We are a perfect match."

Yongyan let out a long breath, and put his palm on the back of Runzhi's hand.

The night is as cool as water, and the small windows on the military tent cut the moonlight into scattered shapes, like big and small beads scattered all over the place. The evening wind in the mountains is blowing, and the birds returning at night are still twirling, which is a sense of comfort and charm.

"Is being the emperor the most comfortable thing in the world?"

"Brother Yan doesn't know."

I don't know if being an emperor is the most comfortable thing in the world, Yong Yan opened his arms and put the ring of Run into his arms, but at this moment, the current situation may be the most happy thing in the world.

Run Zhimi looked up at the top of the military tent, with red marks on the corners of his eyes and brows, and the two of them were naked, projecting a blending silhouette on the ground.

Runzhi raised his body and kissed her ear, "When I go back to the palace... I won't be able to see her often."

"Yes... yes." Yong Yan tried his best to open his eyes, catching Runzhi's outline in the darkness, but was forced by the tide of pleasure to hug the person in his arms, gritted his teeth and survived, and kissed him fiercely, "Yeye, come out to see you."

"As soon as you enter the palace gate, it's as deep as the sea... ah... how can I see you every night."

"Over the wall, you forgot, who taught you the ability to climb over the wall."

Runzhi smiled lightly, Yongyan pushed harder with his hands, the sound of panting mixed with the sound of water, the person in his arms was as beautiful as snow, with red marks like red plums on snow, it was really a spring mood.

"It's better not to meet each other every night, otherwise people in the palace will find out and think that the fifteenth prince is having a private meeting with some girl."

Runzhi's mind was confused, and he heard Yongyan murmuring in a daze, "I want to see you, I want to see you... It's like three autumns, Run Zhi, Run Zhi... Brother Yan really likes you, Brother Yan misses you..."

Runzhi immediately stuck his lips together, blocked his mouth, swallowed the rest of the words, and chewed carefully.

Lips and tongues entwined fiercely, the blushing sound echoed above the military tent, Yongyan poked his tongue out to respond, and was bitten hard and lightly, his heart was scratched by a little leopard, his hands gradually clenched into fists, and his joints snapped There was a bang, and then turned over with force and pressed the person under him——

"Woo..." Runzhi snorted softly, with an upturned ending that was seductive.

"!!!"

Yongyan supported Runzhi's shoulders and dared not move, frowning nervously, "The wound hurts?"

"It doesn't hurt." Runzhi buried himself in his chest, listening to the deafening heartbeat, very stable, then slipped his hand along the gap between the two of them, and took it between Yongyan's crotch, holding the thing , panting, "Afraid."

"Don't be afraid." Yongyan kissed the tip of Runzhi's eyes, and then kissed the small round scar on his palm.

His eyes glowed in the dark night, like dippers soaked in stars.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness to press back again, his hands and feet locked the man firmly, Runzhi smiled narrowly, "I'm not afraid now."

"you!……"

The night was getting dark, and the singing of nightingales in the forest covered the beauty of the room.

Yin Zhuangtu got up in the middle of the night to urinate outside the tent. From a distance, he saw a spot of light shining like a bean under the big locust tree in front of Runzhi's tent. Looking closer, Yongyan was squatting beside the stone table, with one long leg bent, I have read the book, and I am concentrating on studying it.

The black and white two colors on the chessboard in front of him are indiscriminate, as if he is playing a game with himself.

Yin Zhuangtu was used to sleeping naked at night, only his lower body was loosely wrapped around a pair of obscene trousers, showing the tangled and muscular muscles of his upper body, with a bronze complexion, long and short old and new scars covering his back, quite masculine.Rubbing his face, he said, "Playing chess——" After taking a closer look, he commented again, "There is something wrong with the layout of the sunspots, do you know the belly of the golden-edged silver horn grass, why do you go up to the air first, are you a stinky chess basket... ...Come on, brother will teach you a few tricks."

Yong Yan pretended not to hear, and continued to study with lowered eyelids.

"Go," Yin Zhuangtu said to himself, "is different from practicing boxing and kicking."

Yin Zhuangtu's feet were slightly separated, his fingers were clenched into fists, and the iron fist carried a strong wind that could easily be swept away. The leaves moved with the wind and fell rustlingly. The fists turned into palms, and the wind from the palm was used as the blade to chop and stab horizontally. Pointing, pushing and slashing are actually the three moves of the sword that Yongyan used when he fought Shi Lu that day, the power is contained in the palm of the hand but there is no recklessness in it, the lower body is like a rock, the upper arm is evenly balanced, Wan Zong never departs from the original heart.

"Kungfu also pays attention to the fundamental energy and meridian. The method is the most important, but it can be used to make up for the weak. Those who have good foundation often take advantage of it. If you get expert guidance, you can integrate it. If you understand one skill, all methods can be understood by analogy, so you can save 20 yuan. Years of hard work, like you."

Suddenly, he made a fist with his palms together, bent his elbows and slashed down, with great physical strength, he moved earth and rocks before he even touched the ground, he kept clarity in turbidity, concealed clumsiness in ingenuity, and solved all the flaws in Yongyan's three moves.

"Although a stupid person progresses slowly, he studies hard every day and sticks to one goal.