The happy life of the devil and the devil

As soon as he stepped into the gate of Jinshen Hall, Yuan Shao was filled with a loud and noisy voice.

"You have to kneel in the snow for half the night even though you have received [-] army sticks? You don't want your legs anymore? If you don't want them, just tell me, I'll take a saw to cut them off for you, it's guaranteed to be easier than you have to toss about yourself neat!"

In the landlord's room, a voice said something in a low voice, but was soon interrupted by an uncontrollable cough.Yuan Shao waved his hand to signal the guards standing beside him to keep silent, and walked in quickly, and stepped on the steps in front of the main room, when he heard the loud voice continue to count:

"I'll tell you if your injury is healed, if it's not healed, if you've been injured for a hundred days, the arrow that hit your chest will take at least two months to heal. Okay, you said the military situation is urgent, so you have to be injured I also accepted the fact that it was wet and cold along the way and I couldn’t take good care of myself. I didn’t know how to continue taking medicine when I came back? It was not enough to freeze overnight yesterday, and I have to go out of the city today to continue blowing the cold wind. A trivial thing like wind and cold will pass if you survive it? If you have the ability to survive the cold, if you have the ability, don’t cough and have a fever!"

"—Why, there are still old wounds?"

Hearing this, Yuan Shao finally couldn't bear it anymore, he lifted the curtain and entered the east room.As soon as he made a sound, the seven or eight people sitting or standing in the room all turned their heads and bowed to the ground, and the high and low voices of "Your Majesty" became one.Only the person sitting in front of the couch with his back to Yuan Shao didn't jump up immediately, but pushed back Ling Yucheng who was leaning over to get up, carefully pulled the quilt on him, and then turned around and knelt down with the crowd.

"...You just lie down." He raised his hand and swiped in the air, indicating that Ling Yucheng was lying on the couch not to get up. Then Yuan Shao quickly stepped forward, lifted the thin quilt, frowned and looked down at the wound on his leg.It wasn't obvious when he just got up last night, half the night and half the day passed, Ling Yucheng's two calves started from the knees, and the front had all turned bruises, which was shocking at first glance.As for the scars of the army sticks on the back, the cloth towels on the shelf next to it and the faint bright red in the hot water basin have already explained everything.

Looking at his face carefully again, the person who is always energetic, now half-closed his eyes tiredly, two blushes flew up on his fair cheeks, and he tried his backhand on his forehead, and it really burned quite badly.Before retracting his hand, Ling Yucheng suddenly turned his head inward, frowned, his dry lips were tightly pursed, his body trembled violently, obviously he was struggling to endure a severe cough that just came up.

"You were the one talking just now?" Yuan Shao put one hand on Ling Yucheng's chest, using his internal force to help him calm down, and turned his head to look at the man kneeling beside the couch. "You are—" He quickly searched his memory, and quickly remembered the identity of this person, "Yang Qiu? That military doctor?"

"My minister is—"

"Why do you go, what are you doing kneeling!" Yuan Shao first turned his head and shouted around, seeing that everyone got up in a hurry, took a water basin, took a cloth towel, spread out a silver needle and threw it on the fire After roasting each piece, he took a firm look at Yang Qiu.

It's really rare, there are still people in this world who can scold Ling Yucheng so much that he dare not reply - such a great achievement, even the emperor himself can't do it.

"Good scolding—go on, if you understand him, I will reward you a lot!"

What answered him was a head that quickly turned away.Yuan Shao dared to swear to his ancestors that if he was not the emperor, he would definitely get a big white eye.

Yang Qiu's subordinates kept brushing gently over Ling Yucheng's bruised legs and feet all the way, while rambling: "Look at your two legs, the front must be promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, but the stick sores on the back have not healed at all. Scabs, medicated baths, rubbing medicated oil, nothing can be done! Even acupuncture and moxa sticks can’t be used—you think His Majesty will use your internal force to drive you away from the cold and you’re done? Kneeling on the snow for most of the night, the moisture is the It's terrible, okay, don't drive out quickly, you just wait for the cloudy and rainy days to hurt your bones!"

Being scolded by the military doctor like this, Ling Yucheng remained silent from the beginning to the end, lowered his head and did not meet his eyes, in Yuan Shao's eyes, he probably dared not.Yang Qiu checked Ling Yucheng's legs, and was pulling down his trousers, which were rolled up high, when the soft curtain behind his back was lifted, and a small child ran in.

"Master! Master, I finished writing—" The child was obviously used to staying in the Jinshen Hall, and as soon as he entered the door, he circled around in the crowd and rushed towards him.It wasn't until seeing Ling Yucheng lying on the couch that he stopped in surprise, "Master?"

"Cough-cough-"

Ling Yucheng clearly wanted to say something, just after taking a breath, he turned his head and coughed inwardly, while coughing, he stretched out his finger and pointed upward.The child looked in the direction of Ling Yucheng's finger, said "ah", and immediately fell to his knees: "Lang'er kowtowed to the father!"

"Get up." Yuan Shao stretched out his hand to pick up the youngest son, and hugged him by his knee.The little guy rubbed against his hands, then Gu Lu suddenly turned around, tiptoed to Ling Yucheng's side, looked up at him: "Master, what's wrong with you? Does it hurt?"

Although he was so coughing that he couldn't speak for a while, Ling Yucheng managed to raise his hand, rubbed the little prince's pink and tender face, and then pushed his shoulders away.Yuan Shao stood at the back, watching the little child take two steps back following Ling Yucheng's strength, then walked around the busy Yang Qiu, and leaned in front of Ling Yucheng's bruised calf at the end of the couch, pouting Lips gently blown from knee to toe:

"Blow it and it won't hurt anymore." He folded his palms in a decent manner, turned his head, his immature face was full of seriousness, "Master, it doesn't hurt anymore..."

At that moment, even as the child's father, Yuan Shao felt a little uncomfortable in his heart - this kid treated his master more dearly than he treated me!

Fortunately, this weird atmosphere was broken by a loud shout.Yang Qiu pulled down the thin quilt on Ling Yucheng's body with his left hand, and blocked the little prince with his right hand, blocking the little prince three feet away who was trying to get back together: "What is the child doing here? The wind and cold are terrible, take him out! "

"Ahem... Be good, don't come in." Under Ling Yucheng's comfort, the little prince who immediately calmed down was pulled out by the hand. Yuan Shao looked at the two charcoal basins in the room with a frown, and then recalled After looking at Zhaoxin Hall, where the fire wall was burning warmly, he stood up with a flick of his sleeves:

"What are you still doing here? Move the person back to the bedroom! You—" pointing at Yang Qiu, "Come with me!"

After carrying Ling Yucheng back to the dormitory and warmly settled down on the bed, the two guards retreated lightly.Yang Qiu stood alone by the small table at the head of the bed, and shouted at Ling Yucheng: "Untie the clothes on your chest!" While spreading out the needle pack in a hurry, sorting out the moxa sticks and ginger slices, he turned his head and glanced at him from time to time.

There was a gust of cold wind on the way being carried in, and Ling Yucheng's spirit also improved, and he was no longer the appearance that he would fall asleep anytime and anywhere just now.Leaning on the quilt, he unbuttoned the skirts of his chest one by one, the fur cotton jacket, and when the middle jacket was opened halfway, his fingers suddenly stopped and his body moved uncomfortably.

"Hurry up, I want to freeze to death!" Just after a pause, Yang Qiu's loud voice rang out.Then Yuan Shao's voice sounded faintly: "Is this the injury you suffered before?"

Ling Yucheng looked up at him, and wanted to answer, but quickly frowned before he could speak.Seeing him looking like he was about to cough again, Yuan Shao took two steps forward, put his palm on his chest, and with the other hand tore open his half-unbuttoned skirt, lowered his head and only glanced, his eyes fixed.

"No—how did it hurt?"

In the center of the completely exposed chest, a terrifying scar swept across obliquely, starting from the left shoulder and down to the right waist.Just by looking at this scar, one can imagine the danger at that time - it was only a short distance from a gut break, and even the whole person was split in half obliquely.

Asked a word, even the movement of Yang Qiu's hands stopped.He quickly glanced at Ling Yucheng, turned his head again, and looked at Yuan Shao steadily, before explaining for his lord: "It's okay, I was injured six or seven years ago."

As he spoke, Yuan Shao knelt on the edge of the bed, with a silver light flashing in his hand, and the long or short silver needles pierced down one by one, twisting them gently from time to time.Seeing seven or eight silver needles sinking into his chest, Ling Yucheng's breathing became much more stable, and he no longer wanted to cough from time to time, so he lit the moxa, and used ginger slices to warm many acupuncture points in his chest and abdomen.

After a round of acupuncture and moxibustion, another bowl of soup and medicine was poured, and the bedroom finally returned to tranquility.Yuan Shao stood at the head of the bed with his hands behind his back, looking at Ling Yucheng's peaceful and tired sleeping face, he stretched out his hand for a while, and gently stroked his still tangled eyebrows.

Before... It seems that I have never seen his expression after falling asleep.

The person next to him is always quiet and vigilant, lying with his back facing him, even in his sleep, he still maintains the vigilance of waking up and jumping up anytime and anywhere.I don't know how many times he walked into the bedroom after taking a shower. The moment he opened the door or touched the edge of the bed, the even breathing of the person on the bed immediately changed the rhythm, and the shoulder muscles tensed quietly.

"Your Majesty forgive me... I'm just used to sleeping on my back."

That night, Ling Yucheng explained to him in this way, and he pulled off the short knife from his waist and threw it over... I don't know when, after Ling Yucheng woke up, he never quietly stretched his hand under the pillow, but he woke up immediately when there was a sound Habits never changed.

And now, falling into a deep sleep in front of him like this... Even if he was extremely exhausted from injuries, it was something that had never happened before.

Thanks for your hard work.sleep well.

Leaving the main room, seeing Yang Qiu lying on the small table in the study writing vigorously, Yuan Shao's expression immediately darkened.

"Tell the truth." He sat down on the short couch in front of the window, and lightly tapped the side of the couch with his fingers, "How is his condition?"

"It's very troublesome." Yang Qiu's complexion may not be much better. "The club sores on the legs, the bruises from kneeling all night, any one of them would have had a fever for a few days. Add to that the wind chill and the old wounds in the lungs that were hooked up - with luck, the high fever subsided within three days , then as long as you take care of it slowly, you will be fine; if you are unlucky, if you turn into typhoid fever, or if you get something else, you will be in a lot of trouble."

"That is to say, at least three days of high fever, how much more can you tell?"

"It can be as little as three days, and as many as six or seven days. No matter how much it is, it is dangerous. No matter how little it is, it means that people lack vitality and there is no fire to burn. Invading the internal organs, when the time comes, the vitality will be exhausted, even if it is cured, the person will suffer a lot, and it is not certain whether there will be some root cause of the disease."

Without waiting for Yuan Shao to ask, he hastily answered: "Your Majesty, can you let your lord move to a place to recuperate?"

"What?"

"My lord's disease must be guarded day and night. Wipe and cool down, feed water and medicine, change clothes and turn over, all have to be taken care of, not to mention the injury in the lungs. You must always pay attention to his breathing to prevent the phlegm from clogging up. Trachea. It’s not a day or two, it’s inconvenient in His Majesty’s bedroom—”People are still lying on your bed, and when you fall asleep, should the soldiers who serve you come in or not?

"Need not."

"His Majesty?"

"He is my man."

"..."

When he asked about the scar on Ling Yucheng's chest just now, Yang Qiu's strange eyes flashed over again.Yuan Shao turned a blind eye, pressed the edge of the couch, and stood up with Zhenyi: "That's it. Tell two people to look at the decoction, and you stay in the dormitory and watch over it all the time." Turning back to the bedroom, Ling Yucheng's bedside Sit down again.

This waiting was three days and three nights.

In the middle of the night on the first day, the heat on Ling Yucheng's body suddenly rose.Since then, Yuan Shao has never had a full night’s sleep—wiping his heart, hands, feet, and armpits with spirits, changing the cloth towels wrapped in ice on his forehead one by one, feeding him medicine every two hours, and dipping him in cotton from time to time. The water dripped lightly on his chapped and burned lips... coaxing him to change his clothes and sit up in a half-dream and half-awake, let him drink water and medicine in his arms, these things that he never thought would be done by him, at this moment Doing it by hand one by one seems extremely natural.

Just like that late night after the snow, I hugged the cold Ling Yucheng in my arms and wrapped him with my own body temperature... It is not impossible to summon servants to serve him immediately, but from the beginning to the end, I never thought about it.

However, even so, Ling Yucheng's condition became serious day by day.

On the first day, his mind was quite clear, and after he was awakened, he could drink medicine and porridge by himself. Although he didn't have the strength to answer when talking to him, at least there was a reaction in his eyes; on the second day, he could only be hugged in a daze. In the bosom, one command and one movement, whatever was brought to his lips, he swallowed in small mouthfuls; on the third day, he was almost completely lethargic, unable to wake up even if he called, and he could only help himself up and drink down the congee, soup and medicine— —

Moreover, he often frowned in his sleep, tossed and turned uneasily, his lips fluttered, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

Yuan Shao's face became more and more gloomy.

"I don't expect you to cure him right away—it's always possible to make him more comfortable, right?" Yuan Shao tried again to soothe the tangle between his brows, but after all failed, Yuan Shao finally couldn't help but yell out.

"I've done everything that needs to be done." Yang Qiu lowered his head and remained silent until he moved his fingers away from Ling Yucheng's wrist veins before replying lightly. "Change clothes, wipe himself, keep warm, sprinkle water in the room, give him water and medicine, use internal force to clear his breath, keep quiet—what else can we do? Not necessarily, Your Majesty, would you sing to him?"

Then let him hear it!Everyone fell asleep...

The author has something to say: Yang Qiu:

Pretend, Your Majesty, just pretend!

your people?hum~~~