The happy life of the devil and the devil

Even if Ling Yucheng had to pause after taking a few sips of a small bowl of decoction, and frowned slightly to take a break, it wouldn't take long to finish drinking it all.After drinking the medicine and rinsing his mouth, Yuan Shao stretched his hand behind his back as usual, and another heavy porcelain bowl fell into the palm of his hand.

Withdrawing his arm, Yuan Shao glanced down, then raised his eyebrows slightly.The slightly rough blue and white bowl was filled to the brim, and the translucent milky white paste was trembling, exuding a tempting aroma of rice.Recognizing that it was just a layer of rice oil on the porridge, and not a nourishing item such as bird's nest and shark's fin, he felt a little unhappy, and his tone inevitably sank a little.

"Why don't you use ginseng soup?"

"Return to Your Majesty," although at the same time Yuan Shao set off, the servants in the palace ordered a batch of items and rushed to follow behind, but at this moment it was Xuanjiawei who was serving in the tent.Yuan Shao knew Ling Yucheng's temperament, so he didn't repel them. He just listened to the guard who brought in the medicine and food, while cleaning up the bowls, bowed his head and said:

"Ginseng soup is hot, so it's not suitable for adults to use it now. This rice oil nourishes and calms, and nourishes vitality. Doctor Yang said that adults haven't eaten for a whole day and night, so it's best to eat it now."

Hearing that it was Yang Qiu's designated food, Yuan Shao snorted and didn't speak. He just scooped up a spoonful of rice oil with a silver spoon, tasted it, cooled it himself, and then sent it to the mouth of Ling Yucheng.When the bowl of rice oil was almost empty, he put the bowl back on the bedside table, and the serving sergeant took it back.Seeing that Ling Yucheng was still leaning there sleepily, trying to open his eyes from time to time and then close them immediately, he helped him to lie back on the pillow again, and then gently tucked him in the quilt.

"His Majesty……"

"Ok?"

"Mr. Yang Jun said that the remaining poison of your lord is not clean. I'm afraid there will be a high fever today and tomorrow. Please, Your Majesty...be careful."

The dormitory finally became quiet.Yuan Shao listened to Ling Yucheng's irregular breathing, which was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and put his hands on his forehead, finally raised his head and let out a long sigh.

In the dome-like imperial tent, layers of curtains insulate all the cold, and the soft and thick felt floor under the feet absorbs the noise completely.Yuan Shao waited for a long time to make sure that Ling Yucheng had fallen asleep again, and that he hadn't started to have a fever, so he finally lifted the curtain lightly and went out.As soon as he sat in the outer room, he heard He Liu, whose face was full of exhaustion, knelt there and almost fell asleep, and asked in a deep voice, "How did your lord get hurt?"

When he was shocked to hear that Ling Yucheng was assassinated, Yuan Shao almost picked up Little Eleven and ran out. While ordering at the gate of the palace to bring the imperial doctor and various medicines, he mounted the horse in the stirrups and savagely whipped him. .Except that his son had to be taken care of, and He Liu, who came to report the letter, had to carry him and lead the way, everything else was forgotten.

If Lei Yong hadn't brought the Jinwu Guards to catch up in a hurry, and he had spent decades as the head of the inner court to arrange the tent furnishings, clothes and bedding, and even some supplies, and then he would follow after him, Yuan Shao might not only help Ling Yucheng force If you are poisoned, you can only stand in the tent.What?You said that Ling Yucheng needs to clean himself and change clothes, and Xiao Shiyi also needs to find a place to sleep?

Sorry, only Xuanjiawei's simple military tents for long-distance marches are directly tied on the field.Even the decoction had to be piled up in an open space with an earthen stove, and then the soldiers were sent to cut down the branches for firewood!

After rushing like this, even if he had to slow down the horse on the way and ask how he was hurt in the face of the cold wind blowing in his face, Yuan Shao thought it would be a waste of time.At this moment, the man was finally rescued, and Yuan Shao put his heart back into his stomach, and it was inevitable that someone would be called to ask about the past.

"The assassin said that His Majesty is going to kill Your Excellency..." He Liu broke out in a cold sweat after being assassinated by His Excellency, and then ran back and forth for almost a day and a night without even taking a breath.It was so easy to rush back to the original place, just paralyzed on the side to rest for a while, and was summoned by the emperor again, when kneeling in front of the imperial court, I don’t know whether I was frightened or tired, and the bean-sized beads of sweat protruded from my forehead:

"He raised his sword and slashed over, and the two assassins next to him also stabbed with daggers... The lord turned around and threw the little master out, and let the dagger stab him, then cut off the hand of one assassin, and killed the second one..."

"Speak slowly." This was so confusing that Yuan Shao couldn't understand after listening to it for a long time, so he had to raise his hand to stop it. "How did they fight?"

"Yes……"

God is sorry to see, He Liu is really not good at words, he talked over and over again, but he still couldn't satisfy Yuan Shao.At the end, Yuan Shao sighed, knocked on a few cases, and passed on what Ling Yucheng had mentioned to him, that Xia Bai, who was in charge of espionage, came in.

"My lord was attacked and injured by assassins." During the day and night when He Liu went to Beijing to ask for help, Xia Bai and Xi Jun had been together for a long time, and they had repeatedly restored the situation at that time.At this moment, when he was called back, he kowtowed neatly, straightened up, and began to repeat the assassin's treasonous words.

"After the assassin finished speaking, he drew out his weapon and stabbed. The long sword was about to reach, the lord stretched out his hand to block, turned around and threw the little master into the arms of the last general, and got a dagger at the same time. Next, the last general rolled away with the little master in his arms. When we got out of the open space and stood up, the assassin was already lying on the ground."

"Well—how are those people's martial arts?"

"The last general is not proficient in martial arts. However, the two generals Xi Jun and Luo Sha said that the one who proclaimed the edict and the one who hurt the Lord first, the martial arts are only common, and the last one is a good player. But it’s not the same as them.” At this point, knowing that self-commenting is a taboo for submitting information, he still couldn’t help but add angrily:

"If it weren't for the coercion, with these few pieces of material, I wouldn't be able to hurt your lord at all!"

"Wait...you mean that after they announced their decree, he didn't block until the weapon was only one foot away from your lord?"

"Yes!"

"Didn't you strike first, and...nor did you scold, interrupt, or avoid?"

"……Yes."

"I see." Yuan Shao nodded, asked a few random questions, and waved them down.As soon as the curtain fell behind the two of them, he stood up abruptly, and walked back to Ling Yucheng's bed in three steps at a time.

He stretched out his hand to probe Ling Yucheng's forehead, but when he saw that unsettled sleeping face, his legs and feet became weak, and he fell to the ground as if he had lost all his strength.

Ling Yucheng was on the verge of life and death this time. It was not the key to someone's deliberate deliberation to kill him, and even that person's insanity and daring to correct him was not the most important reason.

According to Ling Yucheng's temperament in the past, if someone said such a thing in front of him, he would definitely draw his sword and slash it without hearing half of it.He would stand there and let the visitor finish his sentence, and he would not react until the sword light approached...

There is only one reason, and that is when Ling Yucheng heard the Jiaozhao, even if it was only for a moment, Ling Yucheng really believed that he was going to kill him!

Why is this—

What is this!

Suddenly a gust of wind came from behind.Yuan Shao looked back with one arm propped on the ground, only to see that the heavy brocade embroidered with the pattern of galloping horses was opened a small crack, and a small head poked in from a place at his line of sight.Those dark eyes looked left and right, and when they met his gaze, they stuck out their tongue, and then they advanced instead of retreating, and the whole person slipped in.

"father--"

As soon as he uttered the first word, he saw him press his lips with his index finger up. The little child reflexively covered his mouth, fearing that the cover would not be firm enough, the other arm came across and pressed firmly against the mouth. on the back of the hand.He listened intently, holding his breath, and saw that there was no movement in the tent, so Xiao Shiyi put down his hands, breathed out reassuringly, and then tiptoed to the bed step by step.

Yuan Shao looked carefully, the child rushed back to the capital, cried out in front of him, and fell asleep when he carried him on the horse and galloped back.The bumpy horses and the harsh wind didn't wake him up all the way. When he arrived at the place, he was busy helping Ling Yucheng to force the poison. The child was passed from one embrace to another, and he slept soundly from beginning to end.Right now, he wakes up, eats and drinks enough, and stands there, looking very energetic.

It was a cold night in late autumn, and after such a long journey, even though he was tightly wrapped in his cloak, the remaining tears on the child's face were still imprinted by the wind.Caressing the strangely red crack with his fingertips, watching the little guy shrink back involuntarily, Yuan Shao couldn't help but frowned heartbroken.

Xiaoshi himself didn't care.His full attention was on the bed a few steps away. Seeing that his father did not stop him, he scrambled to the edge of the bed, stood on tiptoes and looked at the pillow with his head raised.Reluctantly, the man was short and short-legged, Ling Yucheng fell asleep face-in again, and couldn't see anything after watching for a long time.Reluctantly, he turned his head and pouted pitifully at Yuan Shao.

Yuan Shao sighed, had no choice but to lift the man by pinching his armpit and put him on the edge of the bed.The little guy immediately covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and didn't crawl forward without wriggling. He only tried his best to support the other hand on the side of the bed, leaned forward with his whole upper body, and carefully watched Ling Yucheng's face .It looked like he could wake up Ling Yucheng if he exhaled a little more.

Yuan Shao waited for him to look up and down enough before he carried him off the ground and went to the outer tent holding hands.As soon as the door curtain fell, the little guy couldn't wait to hang on him, and asked with a low voice: "Father, what's the matter with Master?"

"Your master...it's all right." Yuan Shao hugged the child on his lap and sat down. He couldn't help calling the servant to come in. He waited on the little prince to wash his face again, covered it with a towel for a long time, and then Thinly coat with grease.After finishing a set of things, I faced him face to face and answered slowly:

"Your master's injury is not serious, but the knife is poisoned, which is a bit troublesome. Now more than half of the poison has been removed, and nothing will happen."

"Yeah!" The little guy breathed a sigh of relief immediately, his eyes sparkling. "Father, when will Master wake up?"

"It will take another three or four days." Yuan Shao thought about Yang Qiu's previous warning that "there will be a high fever today and tomorrow", and gave a more confident answer as much as possible.Seeing that the younger son's eyes dimmed immediately, he leaned forward slightly, stared into the child's eyes and said:

"Lang'er was sick before, did you have to sleep a lot? Master is the same. Be good, Lang'er, don't make noise, your master will recover soon..."

"Lang'er is obedient! Lang'er is not noisy!" Little Eleven immediately nodded vigorously.After a pause, he buried himself in Yuan Shao's arms again, and whispered shyly, "I knew those were bad people, it wasn't Father who wanted to harm Master... Father, am I smart?"

In an instant, Yuan Shao was suffocated, and his heart ached like a twist.

Even a six-year-old child can swear that "the father is not going to harm the master", why does Ling Yucheng not have such confidence in him?

How did their misunderstanding and gap expand step by step to the present level?

Suppressing his emotions, he coaxed Xiao Shiyi well, and ordered his servants to take him down to rest. Yuan Shao turned around and went back to the inner tent, staring fixedly at the sleeping Ling Yucheng.I remember that the last time I saw people sleeping like this was at the beginning of the year, when Ling Yucheng came back from chasing the northern barbarian army, and fell asleep leaning on his lap in the military tent where the matter was being discussed...

Such pure and unreserved trust, as if as long as he is by his side, he will not be afraid of the sky falling.

No, not entirely.Yuan Shao's eyes flashed, and a conversation that he had ignored for a long time suddenly jumped into his mind: before the plan to dispatch troops, Ling Yucheng seemed to casually mention to him that there was nothing to be done, the worst would be to lead the troops back to the pass.

Thinking about it now, it seems that there is such a temptation hidden in a casual joke that has never been thought of.

Why didn't he pay attention?

At that time, Ling Yucheng was clearly afraid!

But he still resolutely led the army to go out and dedicate such a rich result in front of him.

Afterwards, he obviously bumped into a palace man whom he favored, such a proud person, but he never pushed him away from the beginning to the end.

Also, when he expressed his heart, he knelt in front of him and said, "It is the duty of a minister to serve His Majesty..."

What kind of state of mind is needed to give such an answer.

is fear.There is no doubt that it is fear, so fearful that I feel that I have no freedom to refuse.

The messy memory fragments in his mind lit up one by one, and Ling Yucheng knelt down reflexively when he blurted out the blame, said to him, "There is no place to bury my minister", and responded to his apology, "Thunder, rain and dew, all It's Jun'en"...

Such a reaction is not like a lover at all, even as a courtier, it is too trembling.

In addition, when Su Luo triumphantly stayed in Qingzhou, he was unable to advance, wanted to move forward, but turned back immediately after the Taishan earthquake, and even sent back four tiger talismans to dispatch the army...

The fear and panic behind this move was evident to the extreme. Why didn't he find out why his reply didn't even have a single word of comfort in addition to urging people to return to Beijing as soon as possible?

Even an outsider knows Ling Yucheng's mood better than him.

Frame the crown prince, seek to seize the reserve position, treason...

If such a few simple charges were not in line with the previous turmoil and ups and downs, if it hadn't aroused Ling Yucheng's deepest fear, how could every word and every word penetrate Ling Yucheng's heart, making him unable to distinguish for a while? , believe everything without any doubt?

Among all the people, Ling Yucheng is the least likely to do such a thing!

Not to mention Li Minxing's testimony before, not to mention Ling Yucheng's Feige reminding him to respond - although the pigeon unfortunately arrived ten days late, let alone encountering everything related to the prince, Ling Yucheng would rather wronged the little prince. Eleven also retreats...

Even if it's just because Yu Xia was sent to death row for participating in the seizure of the heir, Ling Yucheng will never participate in the second time if his ten-year achievements are ruined!

sorry Sorry.

I didn't notice your mood, didn't appease your fears, and made you hold such deep worries even when you were fighting for me and making achievements for me.

At that moment, when Ling Yucheng heard Jiaozhao and thought he was going to kill him, what was he thinking?

What kind of mood was he in, watching the three sharp knives stabbing him head-on, and he didn't even protect himself first when he threw Xiao Shiyi out of danger?

With just this thought, Yuan Shao buried his face deeply in the palm of his hand, and didn't even dare to cast another glance at the sleepy person on the bed.

The author has something to say: Yuan Shao: "Why don't you use ginseng soup?" It's not that you can't afford it!You can afford to drink one bowl after another!Rich, willful!

Yang Qiu: "This rice oil nourishes and calms, and nourishes vitality. You haven't eaten for a whole day and night, so it's the best to eat right now." Dead rich!Ginseng soup can only hang your life and not fill your stomach!Thinking that money can be crushed!When you're hungry, I'll give you 6 apples, and you won't change it if you have an apple 6!

I thought rice oil was easy to make, but because of the big bowl, the whole two teams ate porridge, and the layer of oil on the porridge was scraped off...

Xiao Ling: You don’t even know how to raise your own children. You’ve been with me for so many months, and even after a trip to Suluo, you’ll see that your face looks like this! @#￥%&*……

Your Majesty: Wife, I was wrong... (buries his face deeply in his palm)