sunset fever

People with new bows in sheepskin have a long day

The feeling of the narrow elm boat is cool

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Lin Hongruo left without making a sound, she was determined to be a decisive person, so she didn't say goodbye to Yan Xiu.

It took half a month to leave Fushan, and finally, the horses and horses were approaching Yangjing, and the driver had to stop for convenience, so Lin Hongruo got out of the car, and the northern mountain forest was already grayish yellow, only sporadic coniferous trees were green.Lin Hongruo was wearing a deep purple jacket and a pink cloak outside. She stood leisurely on the mountain road, waiting for the driver to come.

The servant girl also got out of the car, and she said, "I'll go relieve myself, will you go?"

Lin Hongruo didn't want to go at first, but she saw that the servant girl was young and thin, so she went with her, and the two picked a forest farther away. water.

Lin Hongruo was waiting for someone in the shallow part of the forest, the branches above her head were intertwined, unable to stop the pouring sunlight, the sky was still cold, and there was still snow in the shade that hadn't melted.

Lin Hongruo's embroidered shoes rubbed against the black rot at the root of the tree, which was a boring way of pastime.

She has an outstanding appearance, almond eyes with water, a pair of handsome eyebrows, a gold-plated and silver-plated butterfly hairpin on her head, and pearl earrings. The moment she bent over, the thick tree pole in front of her shook.

The galloping wind suddenly blows, rubbing the dead leaves under the feet.

Zhong Qingming was still holding the cowhide bow he had just obtained. He was wearing a water-blue robe. He looked into the distance and took a few steps forward. Only unknown names of flowers and birds.

But in the next moment, a golden and silver-plated butterfly came out from behind the tree, and then flowers came out, and so did the person with the butterfly hairpin.

She was looking around flusteredly, and when she saw Zhong Qingming, she bolstered her courage and asked, "Who are you?"

The green mountain was behind her, and the servant girl who had relieved her hands also came over. Zhong Qingming didn't answer her, and just stood there.

The arrow nailed into the tree beside Lin Hongruo, she glanced at it and asked again, "Who are you?"

"I'm Zhong Qingming."

In Lin Hongruo's eyes, Zhong Qingming was dressed neatly and elegantly. He was good-looking, with slightly drooping lips, a pair of colorful and affectionate eyes, and sharp-edged cheeks; he was handsome and sharp-eyed. There is also a wine bag with a wolf picture hanging on the waist.

Lin Hongruo turned around, didn't answer, and didn't report her family name, and left.

On the road to the city again, she ran until it was almost dark, and finally arrived at Qin Jiang's mansion. She went out to greet her in person, and she showed kindness when she met her, saying, "Young girl, she is still thinking about her, so here she comes."

"Please worry about my aunt, Hong Ruo has seen my aunt."

Talking about etiquette is really too polite, and Qin Jiang is an unrestrained person. She took Lin Hongruo's hand, stopped the etiquette, led her to the courtyard, and said, "Your father asked someone to bring the letter. I will accept it early." When we arrive, it’s rare that you like to study medicine and I know a little bit, so it’s just right to stay here.”

It was the official residence rewarded by the palace at that time. Everything was gorgeous, elegant, and not vulgar. After all, Lin Hongruo grew up in the south. She was curious about everything, and said with a smile: "As long as my aunt is willing to accept me, I still remember meeting me at that time. You still live far away."

Afterwards, there was a feast to greet the wind. Lin Hongruo stayed in a courtyard in the mansion. On the second day, when Lin Hongruo just woke up, Qin Jiang came to see her.

Qin Jiang sat down beside the bed, clutching Lin Hongruo's hand.

"Now, is there anyone you like?" Qin Jiang asked.

Lin Hongruo replied, "No."

"It's not that I'm talking too much, it's just that your father mentioned this in the letter and asked me to help, so I naturally have to ask if you like it or not." Qin Jiang didn't smile when she said this, she usually doesn't do matchmaking , I always feel too old-fashioned.

Lin Hongruo didn't have any objections, she said: "I still think about it, but Auntie, you know all the officials' children, the emperor's relatives, and my status is not worthy of them."

"There is nothing worthy or unworthy. There used to be a medical officer who fell in love with a high-ranking person..." Qin Jiang's eyes suddenly dimmed, and she paused before changing the subject, and said, "I have to let you know a good person..." Yes, there is a young son, his father's birthday is today, there is a banquet tonight, I will take you there."

Lin Hongruo was surprised and dazed, and with some suspicions, she looked at Qin Jiang, and then nodded slowly.

Chen Bizhen sat on the bed with loose hair, put his crossed legs together again, and faced his fresh and tender face, he argued: "I'm not playing, I just went to touch fish, I want to eat fish."

"There are some for sale on the street, and some by the water. They are all live fish that came ashore early in the morning. Tell the kitchen to let them buy them." Yan Xiu used a handkerchief to carefully wipe the unwashed mud behind Chen Bizhen's ears. Dirty, he was indeed emotional, and there was no trace of joy on his face.

Chen Bizhen yelled loudly: "I have no money."

"I gave you a lot of money."

"I don't want to spend money," Chen Bizhen insisted on making small calculations, and said, "The fish in the stream belong to everyone, and no one forbids me to touch it!"

He gritted his teeth, and Chen Bizhen opened his eyes provocatively. He had just finished taking a bath, and when he came back he was even more embarrassed. He discarded his coat and was soaked all over his body. fish basket.

Yan Xiu felt that he was taking care of the urchin, he took a deep breath, held Chen Bizhen's fair face, and said, "It's already November, the water in the stream is cold, and the night wind is blowing all the way, it's time to be sick."

"The fish sellers are not sick." Chen Bizhen still argued.

The servant obeyed the order and brought in the hot soup and medicine to dispel the cold, as well as some soup, porridge, side dishes, and snacks.

Yan Xiujing panted, he tried his best to calm down, pinched Chen Bizhen's icy face, and said: "Come down and take some medicine, and you must drink medicine. You are not allowed to do this from now on, and you are not allowed to run out alone. If you want to go to the street, Just take the servants."

The scalding medicine breath lingered in his nostrils, matching Chen Bizhen's depressed mood, he stopped looking at Yan Xiu, stretched his legs and got out of bed, and left without even eating the porridge.

The other bedroom is for guests, Chen Bizhen went in, opened the door and lay down, he didn't care who knocked on the door outside, he didn't care that there was only a thin mattress covered with dust, he crossed his feet, closed his eyes and rested for a while .

It was a cool and windy night outside, Yan Xiu stood across the door and said, "It's damp here, the bedding hasn't been dried in the sun for a long time."

Chen Bizhen stretched out his hand to grab the smooth bed curtain, but remained silent.

Yan Xiu wasn't too eager. After thinking about it, he still wanted to scare the angry people in the room. He said seriously: "It's fine if you don't dare next time. I'm not going to punish you."

The lights in the room were not turned on, only the light from the lanterns in the courtyard faintly shone through the cracks in the window. Chen Bizhen turned over, clutching the material of the mattress in one hand, breathing very lightly, but trembling.

"Chaoci put the fish in the tank in the front yard, do you want to go and see?"

Yan Xiu originally wanted to quarrel with him more fiercely, but at the end of the conversation, he became soft.

Perhaps Chen Bizhen was tired from playing, but he didn't dare to really go to sleep. He held his heavy eyelids, and Yan Xiu's words were still in his ears. The bed had been sprinkled with insect repelling powder, so there was a strange fragrance.

On the second day, Chen Bizhen didn't really have a cold, but Yan Xiu stood in the aisle outside the door until late at night, and was blown so hard that he had a headache and a runny nose. He had to stay in bed, wearing a pink and gray silk pajamas, with hot forehead.

There were maids cooking medicine and porridge in the kitchen, and some came to deliver cold water handkerchiefs. Chen Bizhen changed his clothes anyway, and he lingered to the bedside, as if trying to gather his courage. After a while, he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

With Yan Xiu half-opening his eyes, he could see Chen Bizhen's bright black eyes.

Answer: "Sick."

His tone was cold, and he didn't even want to talk to him. Yan Xiu sucked on his sore nose, turned his head sideways, and fell asleep inside the bed curtain.

Yan Xiu knew that there was a new cold water veil on his forehead, but the way he took care of it was a little conflicted and restrained. He opened his eyes and saw that it was indeed Chen Bizhen who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

He dismissed the servants who were taking care of him, and when he looked at Yan Xiu, the corners of his mouth curled down again, his eyes were watery and dark.

He didn't know how to restrain his emotions, but he knew how to act like a baby. After a while, he knelt on the ground, rubbed his face against Yan Xiu's hand, and asked, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

No one can stop this, including Yan Xiu.

Yan Xiu's hands were hidden under the quilt, and he didn't touch Chen Butian, didn't look at him, didn't pay attention to him, and didn't respond.

Chen Bizhen's words seemed to come out of his nose, very softly: "They said that you got sick because of the wind blowing outside the door at night. I shouldn't vent my anger, I shouldn't be willful, I shouldn't..."

There is still a large blank in his mind, but at least he will not perceive danger at this time, stay here, live a leisurely and stable life, and time will be torn apart, dragging out a long tail.

"Mr. Yan, I won't run around anymore in the future, and I won't go fishing. If I want to go out, I will go with Chaoci. I will ask you if you agree to do anything first."

Regardless of whether it's sincerity or a plan to delay the attack, at least, Chen Bizhen is kneeling obediently at the moment, his mouth is pursed, and his eyes are full of red circles.

Yan Xiu looked at him, and his anger turned into pity. Once, Emperor Changfeng was revered by thousands of people, but now he kneels down to a common people for two fish.

"Get up and sit on the bed." Yan Xiu reached out and stroked Chen Bizhen's face.

Chen Bizhen burst into tears. He didn't know where the sudden emotion came from. He stood up and didn't bother to wipe his tears. He took off his shoes and went to bed, got into Yan Xiu's quilt and lay down, hugging his waist.

Yan Xiu was helpless and said, "Oh, I'm sick."

"I did something wrong again." Chen Bizhen said.

Yan Xiu didn't know where it came from. He liked this person beside him so much, and he liked him more and more. When he got closer, his voice softened.

Yan Xiu said: "Don't take it to heart, I won't really blame you, it's because I'm afraid to leave you again and not find you."

Chen Bizhen suddenly came up, pecked at the corner of Yan Xiu's hot mouth, and said with a sly look, "I only kiss you if I like you."

"Fool." Yan Xiu laughed at him.

The two talked softly in the same bed, and laughed from time to time. Outside, the servant girl looked inside strangely.There are not too many people serving in the house, and no one understands the identity of Mr. Chen.

Yan Xiuyang's bird sings crisply all day long, like singing.

Xiao Tanqing came, saw the door opened, but there was more than one person moving under the quilt, she was really shocked, she didn't dare to go in, and asked the maid: "Who is inside?"

"Young Master Chen and Young Master are joking."

"It's in broad daylight..." Xiao Tanqing thought for a while, but still didn't go in to visit. She was a little puzzled and sighed. She knew that Yan Xiu and Chen Bizhen slept together at night, but after thinking about it, she suddenly couldn't figure it out.

Before Xiao Tanqing left, she pointed to the maid and closed the door.

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