Revlon

It was already late at night when Xiaoyue woke up again

The strength of Mafeisan dissipated, and the pain invaded his brain dullly, and he woke up from his sleep.

The sound of insects came from the mountains outside the tent, Xiao Yue opened his eyes, there was a faint candlelight in the barracks, Chu Yu fell asleep on the table, the surrounding was extremely quiet.

He gritted his teeth and propped himself up, a painful moan still overflowing from his chest.

Chu Yu felt very surprised, and suddenly raised his head: "Your Majesty, are you awake?"

She poured the tea quickly, and trot to the bed: "Drink your saliva, Lord Hou is discussing with the Minister of Military Aircraft, and I will come to see you later."

Xiao Yue instinctively took the water bowl, staring at the water waves in a daze.

He remembered...Qi Chen kissed him.

"...Where is the prince?"

His throat was so dry that he forgot to drink water and did not forget to ask about Qi Chen's whereabouts.

Chu Yu's face was slightly bitter: "My lord has gone down the mountain, and Professor Qi was also taken away by him. Mingshuo didn't catch him in a humble position, so...don't worry, my lord, my lord cares about you, and won't harm Professor Qi."

care…

Xiaoyue was holding the bowl, looking at the reflection in the water, a drop of water inadvertently fell into the water, blurring the outline of Xiaoyue.

Chu Yu felt sorry for him: "Your Majesty, why are you crying again?"

Xiao Yue came back to his senses, wiped the corners of his eyes, and smiled at Chu Yu as if nothing had happened: "I'm fine, I'll be fine in a while."

Chu Yu nodded, sat down on the floor next to the bed, and raised his head slightly: "Don't be unhappy, Mrs. Hou asked the humble officer to tell you a piece of good news, saying that you will feel better after hearing it."

Xiaoyue looked at her with bright candles shining in his eyes.

Chu Yu said: "The old military doctor has found a cure for Xifu in ancient prescriptions."

Xiao Yue's expression changed slightly: "Really?"

"Yeah!" Chu Yu smiled at him, "It's just that we need a precious medicine that is scarce. It's called Wuzhuhong. It's a kind of cocoon of winter insects. The prince has already sent people down the mountain to search for it in various towns."

Xiaoyue nodded dully, that's good... as long as it can be cured.

Chu Yu gently shook Xiaoyue's arm: "So you, don't be unhappy, even if you are unhappy, don't say that you can't live anymore."

Xiao Yue stared at her in a daze: "Did I... talk in my sleep?"

Chu Yu nodded.

Xiaoyue kept calling Qi Chen's name when she was in a coma, so desperate that Chu Yu thought he would just die like that.

Seeing Chu Yu's worried face, Xiaoyue curled his lips reassuringly: "I'm really fine, I'm just a little tired, you go to rest somewhere else, you don't have to watch over me all the time."

Chu Yu shook his head, how could she leave Xiaoyue alone in this state, and...

Xiaoyue heard her say: "Humble job doesn't know anyone here, and there is no other place to go except staying with you."

Xiaoyue was slightly silent, feeling that Chu Yu needed to know the truth.

When he was lost in thought, the water bowl in his hand almost fell over, Chu Yu hurriedly took it, put it on the bedside, and wiped the water in Xiaoyue's palm with a towel.

Looking at Chu Yu's innocent face, Xiao Yue suddenly felt reluctant to part with her. Chu Yu had been loyal to him for so long, and he cared about food, clothing, housing and transportation in every possible way. If she knew the truth, she would go back to Xiao Han Yun.

But Xiaoyue can't hide it from her selfishly, after all General Xiao is her family.

"Chu Yu."

"What's the matter, lady?"

Xiao Yue took the towel from her hand and said to her, "What do you think of Xifu?"

Chu Yu briefly recalled the scene when he met Xifu in the afternoon: "I feel that his demeanor is very similar to my general, but..." She said a little disappointed, "He is your elder brother, so he can't be a general."

Xiao Yue smiled palely: "Go and see him."

Chu Yu was taken aback for a moment: "Waterhead, you..."

Xiao Yue nodded slightly to her.

Chu Yu kind of understood what he meant, and faint tears welled up in his eyes.

Xiao Yue moved his white wrist and stroked her head gently, with a half smile in the corner of his eyes, but his eyes seemed to say goodbye.

He said silently, "Go."

……

Chu Yu was stunned for a long time like petrified, but she came back to her senses, got up from the ground almost in a hurry, and ran out of the tent without looking back.

There was a sudden silence, looking at the swaying door curtain, Xiaoyue finally understood that the "stolen" things must be returned after all.

Not long after Chu Yu left, Xiao Yue also walked out of the camp, aimlessly walking towards the outside of the camp.

It was late at night, the moon was hanging high, and the stars were shining brightly.

After walking a long way, Xiaoyue was a little tired. He sat on the rock by the cliff and looked down the cliff. The moonlight shone dimly on the hills and plains, and many tents along the way were still ablaze.

He picked off a leaf and played the melody.

The moon can't shine on the Yellow Sand Valley, and Xiaoyue can't see the road at the end of the darkness, nor can he see his own road.

The chirping of cicadas and insects all over the sky is mixed with a clear and shallow melody, the wind with the breath of early summer is in the ear, and the gorgeous starry sky is above the head, but Xiaoyue's mind cannot accommodate these things.

Looking back on this long journey, Chu Yu and Qi Delong were by his side from beginning to end.

Now that he has found a way to heal General Xiao, Chu Yu has also returned to his general.Maybe Professor Qi is right to go with Qi Chen, he can always find the red box by Qi Chen's side, General Xiao will also bring Chu Yu back to Lidu to find their princess, and Xiao Yue...

...he probably will never go back.

Qi Chen will probably only remember his Xiao Hanyun in the future, and the only person he has failed is Xiao Hanyun, the only Xiao Hanyun in his heart.

Xiaoyue will return everything to him in the end, even those stolen time will not belong to Xiaoyue.

……

Fang Yuwu walked into Xiaoyue's tent, but the person on the couch disappeared, and there was no residual warmth in the bed.

He followed to Yueya'er's barracks, and Yueya'er had already fallen asleep. When he arrived at Xiao Hanyun's barracks and learned that Xiaoyue had confessed the truth to Chu Yu, his worry was like a fire poured on oil.

He led people to search around, searched the entire surrounding area, and finally followed a melody floating in the wind, and found Xiaoyue in front of a cliff far away from the camp.

Fang Yuwu quietly dismissed the accompanying soldiers and walked forward alone.

This cliff faces the direction of Huangsha Valley, Fang Yuwu knows who Xiaoyue is thinking about without guessing.

Xiaoyue felt a weight on his shoulders, and there was an extra piece of clothing on his body.

The melody was cut off suddenly, and Xiaoyue looked at Fang Yuwu who was sitting next to him: "... Are you done talking?"

Fang Yuwu nodded lightly.

"Can we win?"

Xiao Yue's voice was hoarse, as weak as if it had melted in the wind.

Fang Yuwu put his hands on the grass behind him and looked up at the starry sky: "You are already like this, why do you still care about me?"

Xiaoyue knew that he was losing his composure, and lowered his eyes to look at the leaves in his hands: "I'm sorry, Lord Hou, I couldn't persuade Qi Chen..."

"Okay," Fang Yuwu smiled, "The matter of the red scroll is my own decision, so you don't have to blame yourself."

Xiaoyue opened his mouth, and Fang Yuwu interrupted him before he could make a sound: "Actually, Qi Chen is more ambitious than me. If the ancestor emperor is as emotional as I am, then Nanyue probably won't exist anymore." .”

Xiao Yue swallowed hard: "Yes..."

"Stop." Fang Yuwu interrupted him helplessly, "I don't want to hear those three words from your mouth again. Seeing you like this, I would rather you never know these things."

Fang Yuwu looked sideways at Xiao Yue, and raised his jaw in an arc: "You know what? You look more like a dying person than Xiao Han Yun."

Xiao Yue lowered his eyes, the moonlight shone on his paper-white face, but was blocked by the eyelashes like crow feathers, his eyes were dark and gloomy, like a paper man standing in the wind.

"Xiaoyue, look at me." Fang Yuwu said.

Xiaoyue raised his head, and Fang Yuwu's animal-like pupils stared straight into his eyes, shining an unusually serious light under the moonlight.

He said: "If this marquis is not dead, and you are willing, then this marquis will still say that, the door of my Divine Ability Hou Mansion will always be open for you."

Tears welled up in Xiaoyue's eyes, and he looked at Fang Yuwu: "Master Hou, you are like this... Xiaoyue can't repay you."

"No need to report." Fang Yuwu said frankly, "I only want to do things for fun, not for rewards. If you really feel guilty and want to do something for this queen, then don't be disheartened anymore."

Xiaoyue: "..."

"I want to see the Xiaoyue who was strategizing with the king's whip that day." Fang Yuwu sat up straight, looking at the mountains, rivers, plains in the distance, and the deeper night sky above the sky. Relying on Qi Chen, not relying on anyone, still dare to sit and confront a dangerous person like this Marquis, and even plan this Marquis clearly, so..."

"..." Xiaoyue's eyes were full of trembling and flickering light.

"So even without Qi Chen, it's not impossible for you to live," Fang Yuwu said, "You just need time to cheer up. This time is different from Qi Chen. You can come and go freely by my side. If you have a direction in the future , you can leave at any time."

Xiao Yue stared at him deeply: "Master Hou."

Fang Yuwu looked serious, but his voice was relaxed. He stood up and stretched out his hand to Xiaoyue: "Let's go back, I will personally watch for you tonight."

Xiao Yue was very moved. He looked at Fang Yuwu's palm, and after a long time, he slowly stretched out his hand.