Ben Hou is ill

Yan Zhaoge woke up from the pain.

His forehead had a headache as if he had been hit hard with a hammer, and his body was so sore that he had no strength.She gritted her teeth, curled up, and thought to herself, she rode solo and was almost shot into a hedgehog by the rain of arrows, but she was still alive.

If the eldest princess had heard it, she would definitely say it was the former.Yan Zhaoge thought he was an executioner with blood on his hands, but in the eyes of the other party, he was not. Not only was he not, he also regarded her as the last backbone of the Dajin clan, and he never thought that she wanted to die a long time ago.Maybe she thought about it, but she refused to let her kill herself.

That's all, it's a death anyway, give it a good time, close your eyes and die earlier, it's better than worrying about how to tell your father about these years when you see him again.

She was so intent on waiting to die that she didn't even bother to move.

Indistinctly, Yan Zhaoge heard voices, which were in the age of cardamom.

It sounds like Ji Xia's.

Is this a flashback?

It seems that death is not far away, and they are hallucinating, Ji Xia Mingming takes her place by guarding the eldest princess.Before she went to die, she issued a death order, asking Ji Xia to serve as the eldest princess from now on, and King Yan's subordinates to follow the orders of the eldest princess.

But even if it was an illusion, it would be nice to be able to go back ten years ago.

Ten years ago... In Chang'an ten years ago, even the wind was still harmonious.

"Ji Xia." Yan Zhaoge yelled, and with just those two words, his throat burned badly.

Soon, the sound of footsteps came in a hurry, and Ji Xia's voice rang in his ears, a little excited and a little scared: "My lord, you finally woke up. You are already on your way back to Chang'an."

Yan Zhaoge was stunned for a moment when she heard the sound, she raised her eyes to look at Ji Xia, and then was dumbfounded.

This is Ji Xia, not Ji Xia.

In the spring of the fourth year of Xingping, Jihou's mansion ran out of water. In order to save Yan Ningyue, Ji Xia was smoked in the fire and ruined his throat and ruined his face.But in front of Ji Xia, his face was so tender that water could be squeezed out.

am i dreaming

Yan Zhaoge stretched out his hand tentatively, and pinched Ji Xia's face, it was soft and elastic, and the touch was as real as it was.

Ji Xia showed some surprise on her face, but she just stuffed her hands back into the quilt. "My lord, rest for a while, and Ji Xia will go to decoct the medicine."

"What's wrong with me?" Yan Zhaoge was still a little confused. "Has the eldest princess invaded Chang'an?" She asked tentatively.

Ji Xia turned pale with shock, "My lord, you have contracted typhoid fever, don't get burned."

Confused?

Ever since she was young, Yan Zhaoge had only contracted typhoid fever once. At that time, she was still the heir of Marquis Ji, not the wandering and homeless King of Yan.

She sat up suddenly, without any time to take care of her drowsy head, she glanced over Ji Xia's shoulder, and saw a picture of words hanging on the wall at a glance.

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and the golden hook and silver stroke are as sharp as a knife.

There are many knights in Yanzhao, who generously cite elegiac songs.

Yan Zhaoge recited silently several times in his heart, and the frantic beating in his chest slowly stabilized.There was a feeling of irony in her heart, the absurdity was greater than the joy.She was looking for her own death just a moment ago, and she returned to ten years ago in the blink of an eye?

She took a deep breath and asked, "How soon will father arrive in Chang'an?"

Ji Xia replied, "About two more days."

Two days.

Yan Zhaoge's mind went blank, and he opened his eyes again, staring straight at the words, his eyes gradually turned red.

Can I finally... see my father again?

She closed her eyes forcefully, forced back the tears, and lay back down again, covering her eyes with her arms, "I'll lie down for a while, call me when I'm taking medicine."

Ji Xia retreated in response.As soon as she stepped out, her younger brother Yan Ningyue came in with short legs.

"Brother, brother." Ji Xia didn't even have time to stop her, Yan Ningyue had already entered the room quickly from her armpit, and sat down beside Yan Zhaoge's bed. "That bastard Yan Ningsheng took advantage of his father's absence and his brother was sick again, so he ran out to have a good time again!"

Yan Zhaoge didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he sat up, shook his head at Ji Xia, and Ji Xia went to make medicine.She stretched out her hand and rubbed Yan Ningyue's head which was still pierced. "Don't be rude, he is your second brother."

"That's not true! My brother is the only one in my heart!" Yan Ning Yue stared.He is young, because he has not yet started martial arts, and has a round face. He likes to imitate their father's eyes when he is angry, but he doesn't like it.

Yan Zhaoge couldn't help laughing, and the depression in his heart dissipated a lot.

"Brother!" Seeing that Yan Zhaoge was still smiling, Yan Ning stretched out his hand and pretended to hit her, but the fist fell lightly again. "You are sick, I don't have the same knowledge as you. But when my father comes back, I must sue my father! Destroy the family tradition! Disgrace the gentleness!"

Huh?She remembered that her younger brother had always loved martial arts and hated writing, so why did he suddenly speak out?Yan Zhaoge recalled that Yan Ningyue had said a lot about sex before, and couldn't help asking: "Who did you learn these words from?"

"A prince from Jinan Palace."

King of Jinan?Yan Zhaoge subconsciously straightened his back.

The Jinan kings are distant relatives of the clan, descendants of the fifth son of Emperor Gaozu. The first emperor experienced eleven dynasties, and it was already ruined. He even made a living by being a farmer for others. It is to separate several counties in Lu County and rebuild the State of Lu.

The old king of Lu passed away long before Jinshang ascended the throne. After Jinshang succeeded to the throne, the title of King Lu was granted the title of the king of the county this time, and he was the king of Jinan, not the Duke of Lu.The current King Jinan is the eldest son of King Lu, and he has no talent, but his son Si Jianhong is handsome and talented in the army. After Yan Zhaoge's death, if there is no accident, it should be him and the eldest princess. The two assisted the young emperor to ascend the throne in Chang'an.

But the king of Jinan has never been to Chang'an in his life, so why did he come so quietly?Why did she never remember this happening?

"Where did you meet Prince Jinan?"

Yan Ning blinked more, "I met Yan Ningsheng."

"..." Yan Zhaoge's expression became indescribable, "Don't you dislike him?"

"But Yan Ningsheng took me out to play..." Yan Ning said with puffed cheeks, and then looked at Yan Zhaoge cautiously, "When my brother recovers from illness, I will only play with him, okay? And Yan Ningsheng Being together is not fun at all. He only buys me candy, and is aggressive with me, unlike my brother, who also tells me stories."

Yan Zhaoge sighed inwardly, how could she tell any stories, all the stories she told were the local conditions and customs of Yandi that her father told her when she was young.After making some changes, she told Yan Ningyue like a story.

Even though the country of Yan is gone, the land of Yan still exists.

"elder brother?"

Yan Zhaoge pinched his face, and said: "It's right for you to go out with the second child, you must not go out alone, when I recover from illness, I will take you out of the house."

"Okay!"

"Father will return to Chang'an in the next two days, have you practiced your big characters recently?"

Yan Ning jumped up from the bed when he heard the words, looked at Yan Zhaoge expectantly, probably felt that it was unrealistic for Yan Zhaoge to write for him, so he ran out in a hurry, returning the words while running. Looking back at Yan Zhaoge, he shouted: "Come and find brother when I finish writing!"

Yan Zhaoge shook her head with a smile, and when Yan Ningyue's figure completely disappeared from her sight, she subconsciously restrained her smile, feeling something heavy on her heart.

Yan Zhaoge now has three younger brothers, besides Yan Ningyue, there are also Yan Ningsheng and Yan Ningkang who were concubines.But she only pays attention to Yan Ningyue on weekdays, and she regards it as the only inheritance of her father Yan Lan, as important as her brother Yan Ge who died young, so when he has an accident, Yan Zhaoge will be so pain.

Yan Ningyue escaped the disaster of the Jihou Mansion in the four years of Xingping, but she did not escape the rotten hearts in the turbulent times.

"Ji Xia, call Ji Jun to come in."

"Yes."

Ji Jun is from Yan. After the fall of the Yan Kingdom, he wandered to Dajin and sold himself into the Jihou Mansion.There have been many such situations in the past ten years, but more often, a dozen or so members of the family were buried on the way to escape, and in the end there was no one left.Under natural disasters and man-made disasters, the poor people even have an extravagant hope of surviving.

"Young master." Ji Jun knelt on one knee in front of Yan Zhaoge, all in bunt.

"Have someone go to the street to inquire about when the King of Jinan came to Beijing."

"Yes."

Yan Zhaoge couldn't figure it out, if she woke up a few days earlier and did something, it wouldn't be surprising that there would be some changes, but what happened to this inexplicable change?If Si Jianhong failed to stay in Ludi if the Prince's Mansion of Jinan entered the capital, would Ludi's soldiers and horses still fall into his hands?After ten years, is there still that Si Jianhong who is good at fighting?

So, will there be a foreign relative Yan Wang?

All this is unknown.

Yan Zhaoge sighed, picked up the bowl that Ji Xia put in front of her eyes, opened her mouth and drank it without much hesitation.The freshly cooked soup is still steaming and slightly hot.She licked the medicine juice on the corner of her mouth, put the medicine bowl on the cabinet, and met the eyes of Ji Xia who hurried away and came to her.

"what happened?"

Ji Xia looked at the empty medicine bowl, then at Yan Zhaoge who looked as usual, and suddenly felt that the candied fruit in his hand became very redundant.

Yan Zhaoge understood.

When she was young, she fell ill on the way to Dajin due to wind, food, and sleeping in the open. It took two or three years to recover well. In those years, she was always taking medicine, and every time she took a bowl of medicine, she would cry a lot, so Have a habit of eating sweets.Later, she started to practice martial arts, and her illnesses became less frequent, but she still couldn't do without candied fruit.

At the age of 19, she had to swallow candied fruit before taking medicine.

But at the age of 29, she has long been unable to taste what candied fruit is like.

Yan Zhaoge took a candied fruit from Ji Xia's hand and stuffed it into his mouth. It was so sweet that it was cloyingly sweet, but the suffering of those ten years was far more real than this sweet taste.

"Send it to your mother, and say it's for Ah Yue."

Ji Xia was slightly taken aback.The candied fruit that Yan Zhaoge ate was sold by a shop in the south of the city. They were sought after because they were supplied to the palace at the same time, and they were often sold at high prices. of.

"It's time for Ayue to change his teeth. You can eat sweets, but you have to restrain yourself."

"Yes." Ji Xia replied.

Yan Zhaoge's thoughts could not help turning to her stepmother.

Yan Ningyue's stepmother was the grandson of Emperor Daizong, who was the daughter of Princess Kangyue, Marquis of Linyuan.The first generation of Marquis Linyuan was enshrined following the Northern Expedition of the ancestors. When Emperor Daizong barely supported the lintel from falling, it was ruined in the time of the first emperor. Princess Kangyue had a daughter and no children. When she passed away, Linyuan Marquis Yuan got the emperor's will to remarry, and Princess Linyuan took the initiative to ask Ying to marry Marquis Ji, who had made great contributions in recovering the Northland at that time, and was named the princess by the late emperor.

Yan Zhaoge didn't have any bad feelings towards her stepmother. She was already eight years old when Princess Linyuan married, and she followed her father to study and practice martial arts in the outer courtyard. There were not many interactions. If it wasn't for Yan Ningyue, she would always cling to her, During holidays and when there are guests at home, they hardly communicate with each other.

It is impossible for Yan Zhaoge to have any heirs, and he will definitely be adopted in the future. Instead of picking the concubine Yan Ning Sheng Yan Ningkang, it is better to cultivate Yan Ning Yue from a young age.

She had such an idea early in the morning, but firstly, it was just a vague idea that hadn't been finalized yet; secondly, her father was not yet old enough to know his destiny, so he was not in a hurry; is a good thing.Yan Zhaoge originally wanted to discuss this matter with his father in detail after Yan Ningyue became crowned, but Yan Ningyue did not live to that age.

But now is not the time to think about it, there is another thing to deal with as soon as possible.

The author has something to say: Newcomers and new books, please bear with me.

The widow's disease originally meant that the king is lustful, and this article is used to refer to men who do not lift up. Don't raise this question again.My knowledge of ancient prose is not very strong, but I will not make such common-sense mistakes that can be found by searching on Baidu.