sunset fever

Early in the morning, the sky was sunny, but there was no heat. The sun pierced through the dark night and penetrated through the narrow window holes.

It was only a few days since Chen Bizhen woke up, probably because he had been in a coma for a long time, and he was extraordinarily awake these few nights.After a while, the door was pushed open, and someone walked around, and it was Yan Xiu's steady and unhurried steps.

He put down the red lacquer plate in his hand, and said: "Just now I went to pay my respects to the master's room, and chatted with him about the current situation, and then I heard that Qianling is at war again. Qianling is adjacent to Yangjing, so we must not lose it."

"When did you hear the news?" Chen Bizhen asked while leaning on the bed, tugging at the quilt on his body boredly.

Yan Xiu came to sit down by the bed. He was wearing a white-gray cross-collar, and he stretched out his hand. On his wrist was a slippery green jade bracelet. He said, "It should be the nearest one. This time, the northern frontier is very dangerous."

Chen Bizhen raised his black and round eyes, grabbed Yan Xiu's bracelet and asked, "Where did it come from?"

"I've been wearing it for a long time. I told you that it was given to me by the princess."

The sun is flowing and will not stagnate in one place. The yellow halo climbs up the table legs. On the lacquered plate are small biscuits and gruel, as well as some pickled fungi, and there are two pieces of red, bright and sweet roast meat.

Yan Xiu grabbed Chen Bizhen's hand and said, "Let me feed you."

"I do not want to eat."

"Is it hurting again?"

It was rare for Chen Bizhen to have such an indifferent expression. Yan Xiu was already frowning anxiously, but he shook his head unhurriedly.

Yan Xiu moved closer and sat down again. His clothes were hanging on his lap, and half of his light blue embroidered boots were exposed under his head, and he said, "I've already made plans. Don't worry. When your injury recovers, we will Go back to the mansion to pack your things, I will take you back to Yangjing, live in King He's mansion, Yanguo is so big, there will always be a place for you and me."

Heat surged from his heart, accompanied by sadness and sweetness, Yan Xiu blinked his red eyes, holding back a burst of tears.

But Chen Bizhen asked: "Don't you like Fushan? I thought you like this place the most."

"I said that I didn't like Chongcheng at first. I thought it was imprisoned, pedantic, and full of dying air, but later, I started to like it." Yan Xiu looked into Chen Bizhen's eyes, and then swept his pale hair. With a dry mouth, he got up and took the water bowl on the table, brought it to the bed, and said, "Drink some."

Chen Bizhen sipped half of his saliva, and asked him anxiously: "Why did you like it later?"

"Because it's your home."

Empty mind, mixed with messy things from the day before yesterday, Chen Bizhen didn't deliberately recall anything, he just gradually remembered the old things, and soon became a normal person, he pulled Yan Xiu's wrist vigorously, and made him sit down.

He didn't really use much strength, but Chen Bizhen frowned in pain and breathed in. He still covered his wound with that youthful and handsome face, and said in a low voice: "Now, can I see you?" hurt?"

The face was too close, the moment Yan Xiu suddenly raised his eyes, he seemed to see Chen Bizhen who lived in the Suihua Palace again; his eyes were depressed but also bright, he endured the pain with difficulty, and said: "Because I Also hurt."

"What are you thinking?"

Yan Xiu's eyes are really red now, even the tip of his nose is red. He has long hair scattered all over his back. Ask Chen Bizhen: "What have you thought of?"

Chen Bizhen stretched out his hand suddenly, hugged Yan Xiu's waist, touched his back with both hands, his nose almost touched his nose, and said, "You know."

The next moment, Chen Bizhen pursed his lips and chuckled, but was the first to cry.

His natural ruffian air hangs in the corners of his eyes, he stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick Yan Xiu's mouth, and he said again: "You have had a hard life, since you were a child, you have encountered misfortune."

"No." Yan Xiu sobbed and shook his head.

"Now I'm dragging you down again."

"No drag."

Yan Xiu answered very lightly, and when it was over, both of them were silent, the most violent emotion when in pain, like a summer rainstorm, infiltrating people and the world into a blur.

Chen Bizhen held Yan Xiu's upper body, and Yan Xiu leaned on him slightly, borrowing his hands from the bed to avoid hurting the wound on his chest; Chen Bizhen took all the initiative for the first time.

Zhang Teeth title butterfly, warm spring mixed with incense.

Yan Xiu raised his hands to straighten the collar of his messy clothes, and said, "I dare not, I can't."

He was lying on the bed, Chen Bizhen covered his upper body, kissed him, Yan Xiu's hand went deep into the collar of his pajamas, and gently touched Chen Bizhen's back; Yan Xiu shook his head and said: " The sword wound was deep."

"I won't hurt, it will grow up soon," his eyes, like some inexperienced little beast, without any sense of tameness or ferocity, he begged, but with deterrence, he put his face on his mouth. Xiu's cheek, and said, "Please save my life."

Yan Xiu was even more presumptuous, using his fingertips to gently scratch Chen Butian's back, and Chen Butian tore off Yan Xiu's clothes, exposing a large piece of flesh and shoulders.

There was the flesh-red scar on the chest from the arrow wound.

"I know you miss me," Yan Xiu said shyly, timidly, and courageously in Chen Bizhen's ear, "I miss you too, you may not know how much I miss you, you don't know that I escaped from King He's mansion Go, I heard so much news that made me want to die, I was drunk in the inn alone, holding the hairpin you gave me, I almost jumped into the river, or found a tree in the wild to hang myself."

Chen Bichen lowered his head, licking the scar on Yan Xiu's chest until it itched.

Yan Xiu held his breath, supported his shoulders, and said: "At that time, my heart was empty, and my body was also empty. I was a dead body and a wandering spirit."

He turned over and lay on his stomach, and in his vision was the fluttering bed curtain.Young and long-lost, lustful and fleshy, everything is new, so new that there is jerky breathing; everything is old.

Love like feathers and snowflakes, shakes and floats around, hungry beasts are waiting for an opportunity, lovers are eager to move.

There are the most eager and joyful gasps and cries.

Blowing Tongxuan occupies this side of beautiful mountains and rivers, and it is the place where Yan Xiu continued his life when he was in exile. In the morning, the sky is clear and bright, with only a few wisps of clouds, like sugar that has fallen into the clear water of the sky and is about to disappear.

Then, everything becomes sweet.

Yangjing has completely entered the deep winter, and the snow piled up a few times, and it came down in a hurry before it melted.

Lin Hongruo lived comfortably in Qin Jiang's house, originally wanted to be more polite and buy a house to live in, but Qin Jiang refused to let Lin Hongruo leave, and since she didn't have to be on duty this day, Qin Jiang went to Lin Hongruo's room to read with her Medical books, let’s talk about pharmacology and others.

The servant girl came in and announced: "My lord, Miss Lin, Mr. Zhong is here."

"Why is he here?" Lin Hongruo asked with a smile.

Qin Jiang hurriedly said, "Call him here quickly, it's so cold."

Lifting the curtain and entering the door, the room is warm and humid, with a squeaking kettle sitting on the stove, tea is on the table, and the people below make a new pot, drink it upside down, and add water at any time.

Zhong Qingming was wearing a blue cloak. He bowed and said, "I've met Mr. Qin and Ms. Lin."

"Qingming, please sit down, Hongruo and I only talked about you yesterday." Qin Jiang said.

Zhong Qingming took off his cloak and put it aside. He sat down at the table and said, "I met Miss Lin on the street the day before yesterday. She was looking for a shop to buy sugar. It happened that someone from the house came back from the south and brought Sugar and snacks, I brought some over."

After hearing this, Lin Hongruo covered her mouth and smiled. She sat on the warm couch, peeled the salted and fried peanuts, and said, "Thank you."

Qin Jiang was about to leave soon, Lin Hongruo insisted on coming down to see her off, Qin Jiang suddenly said coldly, "Young Master Zhong, you have to help Hongruo put on her shoes."

She liked to joke at first, so she said something amusing, but unexpectedly, Zhong Qingming looked at Lin Hongruo's face, and after smiling, she really knelt with one leg folded in front of the couch, picked up her Embroidered shoes.

Shocked and ashamed, Lin Hongruo stretched her tiny feet, and said, "No need, Mr. Qin is teasing you."

Before turning her head, she heard Qin Jiang's characteristic low smile, and she just said lightly: "Let's go."

Then he really left.

"Why did you really come to give me candy?" Lin Hongruo asked.

She tilted her head, not overly restrained, not too unrestrained, she was decent, and she had her own little temper. She laughed, then calmed down instantly, and sat down at the table.

Zhong Qingming replied, "I think you are good."

"Why do you think I'm good?"

After asking this question, Lin Hongruo didn't dare to vent her anger. She avoided her eyes and poured tea by herself. She stroked her chest and felt her heart was about to burst.

Zhong Qingming said: "When I first saw you in the woods, I thought you were nice."

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When Yan Xiu and Chen Bizhen returned to the mansion, nearly ten days of the twelfth lunar month had passed.

No one expected that the house would be so cold and empty. Yan Xiu even imagined confronting Yan You, how he would see him and say goodbye, but after entering the door, he only saw a maid busy in the yard. Said: "I have met you, Mr. Chen."

The sky was cloudy and desolate, with gray clouds all over the sky, Yan Xiu and Chen Bizhen walked further in and looked at Kong Qing, it was the nanny who was hugging her.

"Where is Second Young Master?" Yan Xiu asked the nanny.

"Second Young Master has been away for a while, and Madam is taking care of the pharmacy these days."

The wind blew on the person's face, Yan Xiu turned to look at Chen Bizhen, the two looked at each other incomprehensibly, Yan Xiu asked again: "Going away?"

"My lord, I don't know the specifics. Madam will be back soon. You can ask her at night."

No one knew what tragedy Xiao Tanqing had experienced. She put on makeup and dressed neatly, with a pale and thin face, greeted Yan Xiu and said, "Master, even if Ge Sheng is not here, I will still I supported Nanpu Hall and my family alone."

It was getting dark and there was no dinner yet, so Chen Bichen didn't want to disturb Yan Xiu for questioning, so he went out and sat on the stone bench in the courtyard in a daze.

Xiao Tanqing was about to cry, she bent her legs and knelt down, and said, "I don't know where he went, but he didn't eat or drink when he came back from Chunqi Mountain that day, then he left me a letter and left .”

Yan Xiu was surprised and annoyed, he asked again: "What did you say in the letter?"

"He also left a divorce letter, telling me that I don't have to worry about him, and I should take my time and find a better place."

"Could it be... went to Maple Valley to find his master?"

Xiao Tanqing's tears fell all over her face, and she was still kneeling. She sobbed and said: "He didn't say what happened. Kongqing is still young, and I come from a poor and humble background. Where can I find a good family? He and I are in the relationship between our parents. swore an oath before the tablet."

The nanny brought Kongqing to the door, but she didn't dare to come in. Probably because she heard Xiao Tanqing's cry, the little Yan Kongqing also hissed and cried.

Yan Xiu went out, picked up the child and hugged him, he stood on the steps in front of the house, and Chen Bizhen was not far away, watching him.

No one could show a very happy expression. Xiao Tanqing got up and came out, still crying, she forced a laugh, went to tease Yan Kongqing, and said, "Be good, be good, baby, mother is here."

"So, you should think about it," Yan Xiu handed the child to Xiao Tanqing, and said, "He abandoned his wife and son, so you have to think about yourself, there is no need to wait and make mistakes, no matter what you think , I have to say, Yan You came to Chunqi Mountain on a special trip to trick Mr. Chen out, and stabbed him with a sword."

Xiao Tanqing didn't nod or shake her head, she shifted her gaze to other places, she was a coward in the eyes of others, she suffered a bloody wound at Yan Xiu's place, and she worked with Yan You again.

Her new life died again before it took shape.

Early the next morning, Xiao Tanqing left a text message with a few words to downplay the parting.

She took Kong Qing away.

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