The happy life of the devil and the devil

From this day on, Ling Yucheng put down all military affairs and government affairs, and recovered from his illness with peace of mind.He has been practicing martial arts for many years and his physique is good. Previously, his illnesses recurred, but more than half of them were worried about things.At this moment, I feel free to eat and sleep, and the wound on my ribs healed in only three or four days, and the intermittent low fever before finally faded away.

The generals of the Xuanjiawei group all regarded their own adults very seriously, Xia Bai Jinbo was the head of the Wen army, and Xi Jun Heliu was the head of the Wu army.Ling Yucheng was bored in the bedroom, and asked the secretary of the Jiaofang to play, play, sing, swallow knives and spit fire to perform a hundred operas.

Fortunately, all his doubts have been dispelled at this moment. He gets up every day and leans against the window to read a few volumes of idle books and write two big characters. When the weather is good, he goes to the back of the bedroom to look at the flowers and plants. When the weather is bad, he goes for a walk in the martial arts hall next door.He opens his mouth when he eats food, and stretches his hands when he comes to clothes. Apart from giving advice to Little Eleven with her homework, she has the leisure to find out that the incense burning in the bedroom is not elegant enough, and the toys in the multi-treasure box in the study are not in a good style. .

As long as he doesn't read books, doesn't practice martial arts, and doesn't work hard, Yuan Shao will accept [-] pieces from him. Even if those Jun Kiln and Chai Kiln are smashed, they will only hand over another one with both hands, and say goodbye Bind the pieces of porcelain.These days, Yuan Shao stayed with him in the dormitory after finishing his political affairs in the previous dynasty. When Ling Yucheng wrote, he ground the ink for him, when Ling Yucheng drew, he colorized it for him, and when Ling Yucheng wanted to change the decoration, he moved a stool. The top layer of Baoge takes things and places them for fun.

Suddenly more than half a month passed, Ling Yucheng's injuries gradually healed, although his right arm was still a little weak, the wound under his ribs had already begun to scab.On this day Yuan Shao came back from the front hall, and saw him standing in the corridor with his hands behind his back, snowflakes were falling on the courtyard like tearing cotton, and even Ling Yucheng's boots in the corridor were piled up with half-finger-high snow.

"Why are you standing here?" Yuan Shao strode over, stretched out his hand to pull Ling Yucheng's palm, and then frowned at the squirrel cloak on his shoulder. "It's snowing so hard and I don't want to wear more. Where's the sable dress from yesterday?"

"I'm much better now." Ling Yucheng was about to withdraw his hand reflexively, but he didn't have time to let Yuan Shao hold it in his hand.He took a deep breath of the snowy cold wind, and smiled:

"It's not as cold as it was a few days ago. The sable...it's too hot to wear."

Yuan Shao was relieved when he felt the warmth of the back of his hand and fingertips. He wanted to let go but was reluctant. He paused for a while, and finally let go slowly, and stepped forward to stand side by side with him.Seeing that Ling Yucheng's expression remained the same, and his eyes didn't look down or up, he quietly put his heart back into his stomach, and said with a smile, "Looking at the snow? You're so engrossed in it that you don't want to move?"

"Yes." Ling Yucheng glanced sideways at him as a response, and still cast his eyes on the snow in the atrium: "This is the first snow this year."

Yuan Shao was not satisfied with this answer, he raised his eyebrows and looked at him intently.Even if Ling Yucheng didn't meet his gaze, it hurt a little, and he had to turn around to look at Yuan Shao again, and sighed softly:

"When I saw snow before, what I thought about was not next year's wheat harvest, but how to march and set up camp in the snow. This is the first time... standing here and thinking about nothing, just watching the snowflakes falling one by one..."

This is really relaxing—or rather, it's really frustrating.Yuan Shao couldn't help bending his mouth slightly, and just about to speak, he saw Ling Yucheng's nose wrinkled, turned his head away and sneezed hard.He immediately became a little flustered, wanting to pull people into the room, but he raised his hand and felt that it was not good to move his hands and feet, and he was afraid that he would pull the wound too hard, and his right hand froze in mid-air, unable to move.

As soon as he hesitated, Ling Yucheng rushed back to the bedroom in three steps and two steps. The cold air was stimulated by the warmth in the room, and he sneezed again.Yuan Shao followed behind and asked someone to cook ginger soup, pour hot tea, and get a cloth towel for washing his face, and drove the servants of the first hall away in a hurry.After a while, Yang Qiu was thrown into the dormitory by two sergeants. Before he could catch his breath, he saw Yuan Shao's whole face was tense, and Ling Yucheng was leaning against the head of the bed, hugging his thick arms. The quilt looked helpless.

"...is it a problem if there is a bit of cold wind?" If it weren't for the servants all over the place, Yang Qiu's saliva would have sprayed on Yuan Shao's face: "Warm up in the room, drink ginger soup, If it’s really impossible, take a hot bath and sleep. It’s not a cold! If it’s not an injury, who doesn’t bathe in cold water in winter!”

After being slapped on the head by him, Yuan Shao was also a little embarrassed, so he ordered the servant to carry the bathtub.This thing is not always available in Zhaoxin Hall - no one who guards a hot spring pool a hundred steps away would want to prepare wooden barrels in the hall.Seeing that the servant promised to run out, Ling Yucheng said softly: "Why bother?" Xiang Yuanshao nodded, and opened the side door leading to the back hall from the west side, and kicked Tuotuo with the sound of military boots trampling on the ground. , Turned out after only a few rings.

Yuan Shao instinctively raised his legs to chase after him, but stopped at the first move, let out a long breath, and asked the servant to tidy the bed and warm the bedding.Since the quarrel in the water pavilion in the imperial garden that time, he has never shared the bathing hall with Ling Yucheng again, and this time is no exception.He poured tea by himself and sat under the window to drink it slowly. He had just finished drinking a cup of hot tea when Ling Yucheng was already wrapped in steam and pushed the door open.

"You...didn't take a bath?"

While talking, he stepped forward to take a closer look, Ling Yucheng's cheeks were flushed, and there was still a little dampness on his temples, obviously he looked like he had taken a bath.Yuan Shao made a silent calculation in his mind, Ling Yucheng had only been here for a short time, and he had to make a round trip from the dormitory to the bathing pool, which was not enough to warm him up and sweat.For a moment, he couldn't help frowning, stretched out his hand and turned Ling Yucheng around, pushed him and walked back:

"Go and soak before coming back. What's the use of getting wet? You'll catch a cold if you take it off and put it on again!"

The strength in his hands met resistance immediately.Ling Yucheng was pushed for two steps and refused to go any further. He leaned back hard and retorted in a low voice:

"I soaked in the clean room..."

For the sake of cleanliness and less walking, although the super comfortable bath is a hundred steps away, a side room was set up in the bedroom as a clean room, and a stream of water was drawn from the hot spring.The clean room has a green brick floor, a canal runs through the middle of the room, and there is a long flow of flowing water inside.A small pool six feet square and five feet deep was also built, which filled a pool of hot spring water.

The daily washing and toileting is done in the clean room. After pulling the baffle mechanism on the wall of the pool, the water in the pool will rush into the gutter along the drain, and the flood will be swept away, and it will be clean immediately.Such a pond is more than enough to take a bath. Ling Yucheng usually gets up early to practice martial arts, and when he's done, he just jumps in it, and he feels refreshed after a while.

Thinking of this, Yuan Shao felt relieved, since he took a bath in the clean room, it would be enough time.That's right, in this kind of snowy day, who would like to go through the hundred-step long corridor to take a bath in the bathhouse, and use wherever it's near—

No, since that quarrel... Ever since he bumped into him pampering the palace servants in the bath hall, Ling Yucheng never stepped into that hot spring again!

After all, he still minds.

Thinking of this, my heart felt as if it had been tightly clenched, and I stood there in a daze, unable to breathe for a while.As soon as the strength in his hands softened, Ling Yucheng was going backwards, staggering at that time.Yuan Shao hurriedly supported him, then pushed the person over to press the edge of the bed, turned around and took ginger soup and stuffed it into Ling Yucheng's hand.

"……drink!"

The tone is like being forced to pour wine on the wine table.Ling Yucheng looked at him silently, lowered his head and drank it in one sip, and without waiting for Yuan Shao to urge him, he lifted the quilt and went to bed.The quilt filled with new cotton is soft and soft, and it is warmed on the smoker cage. Once you lie in it, your limbs and bones will stretch out.Ling Yucheng breathed out lightly, just as he closed his eyes, a horn lifted his side, and a familiar cool body rustled over.

"……His Majesty?"

"Have a good night's sleep." Yuan Shao tossed off his outer robe three times and slid it into the bottom of the quilt, moved inside, and fumbled to pull Ling Yucheng's hand.The fingers interlocked, and the internal force was continuously sent through the palms, turning into warmth and flowing along the blood vessels. After only two turns, Ling Yucheng felt sweat dripping from his vest.

"Your Majesty, I don't need to..."

"Sleep." Yuan Shao tried his best to make his tone a little harsher, his clasped hands tightened, and the thumb of the other hand interlocked with the middle finger, and flicked outward twice. "Plop", "Pop", the soft curtain hanging on the silver hook beside the bed let out gently, and the two of them were immediately enveloped in a warm haze.

At this moment, the north wind was howling outside the room, and the lanterns floating under the eaves were rustling under the fluttering of snowflakes, but the four-poster bed was so quiet that only the breathing of the two could be heard.Ling Yucheng instinctively withdrew his hands, but failed to break free, so he calmed down, restrained his mind, and fell into a deep sleep after a while.

The sound of even breathing was heard beside the pillow, and the smell of ginger soup mixed with a little bit of the smell of hot spring was lingering in the tent. Yuan Shaoxian still focused on promoting the operation of internal force, and gradually, his eyelids drooped.Just sleep for a while, he thought, it’s still early for dinner time, so sleeping for a while won’t delay anything, but if you can’t sleep, lying in the bed is not only easy to catch cold, but also easy to let the wind in the bed make the people around you tired...

When he closed his eyes and opened them again, the room was completely dark.The candle at the bedside had been burned out, and even if there was a lamp in the compartment, the light would not be able to see through the thick cotton curtain.The north wind outside the window was still coming and going, making the lanterns under the eaves sway, and the red light reflected on the window paper also flickered. Looking through the bed curtain, it looked like will-o'-the-wisps.

There was a thin layer of sweat from the vest to the forehead, and the chest seemed to be pressed by something, and it was more than twice as heavy as usual.Yuan Shao turned his head slightly, glanced at the inner bed out of the corner of his eye, and almost laughed out loud immediately.

That Zheng Xiang who slept with her face buried on his shoulder, and who breathed on his neck delicately, who else could it be except Ling Yucheng?

When Ling Yucheng just fell asleep, he was still lying on his back, but at some point he had turned sideways, curled up beside him.The fingers of his left hand were still intertwined with his, but his right arm was across his chest, tightly grasping the front of his chest.The two legs are dishonest, the standard posture should be one leg bent and the other straight, the straight leg is just closer to him, but the bent leg is squeezed between his legs, Half of his body was on top of him.

Hey... I'm a human being, not a large doll-shaped heater...

Thinking so, Yuan Shao didn't have the slightest intention to break free, he just stretched out his hand and pressed the quilt behind Ling Yucheng's neck, compacting the place where the air was leaking, and he fell asleep again by relying on him.