Fast travel: the 101st be

Rong Yue reprimanded the maid beside her, and the maid hurriedly went to pick up the broom to clean up the debris, the soup pot in Rong Yue's hand was still in place, but she could also see the astonishment in her eyes and slightly trembling hands.

Among the three, Cheng Yuan spoke first, his voice was so soft that only he and Lingye could hear, "Aren't you going to comfort your girl?"

"It's not mine." Lingye's voice was flat.

"Ah...now I'm a new lover?"

Lingye frowned slightly, "I have never had that kind of relationship with her."

Hao Hao denied the old love, but did not deny the new love, Cheng Yuan smiled even wider, "So you recognize my new love?"

Lingye didn't talk to him at first.

But she didn't let him go, she turned around and asked Rongyue, "What's the matter?"

Rong Yue originally wanted to talk about the medicinal diet for Ling Ye, but she turned a corner, "Since Cheng Shizi is recovering from a serious illness, I made some medicinal diet, the king can also eat it."

"Don't bother so much in the future, he doesn't need it."

Cheng Yuan refused, "I use it, who said I don't need it, my body is still weak and in a mess, and I am missing a medicinal diet, what medicinal diet? Let me see?"

Saying that, he slightly got up from Lingye's arms.

Rong Yue couldn't bear to look at the people inside, one black and one white, and felt how vulnerable she was when she felt that the soup pot in her hand was about to lose its grip.

Lingye pushed back the restless person in his arms, and said to Rongyue, "Leave it alone first."

Rong Yue knew that this was an order to evict guests, Rong Yue couldn't do it, she pursed her lips and had to leave.

Cheng Yuan was going to Gouna soup pot, but Ling Ye stopped him, "What are you doing?"

"Drink, I'm thinking of you."

"She..." Lingye only spoke one word.

"Don't worry, this is specially made for you, it's all good and harmless." Cheng Yuan said that he had already scooped it up and drank it.

After drinking, he still did not forget to praise him, Ling Ye was not polite, and took his spoon directly, "You should not accumulate too much food now."

After saying that, he carried the man back to the inner room.

Cheng Yuan was still reading the soup and complained, "I'm so stingy."

Lingye ignored him.

Cheng Yuan can also feel that his physical condition is getting worse recently, and he is more drowsy than awake.He has been drinking medicine all day long, and he has extraordinary medical skills, so he naturally knows what the medicine is for, and he also knows that these medicines are actually useless at all, but he still drinks it obediently every time.

However, during the only waking time after noon, he also got up and walked around, because staying in the house was really boring.

The destination is usually a side courtyard, where there is a white plum plant specially planted in Lingye, and the fragrance that wafts out is the same as the taste in memory.

When he and Lingye were lying on Lingye's bed with palms together, and Lingye's mother, Mrs. Ling, was teaching them the scriptures, the scent of pale plum blossoms on his body was like this.

Few people come here, and it is often deserted, but today is not included.

Rongyue broke all the window paper, tried to break the boat, and put all her efforts together, she still didn't believe that Lingye had no affection for her. If it was really just to repay her kindness, why would she be willing to support her for so long? It has already exceeded the scope of kindness.

"If you feel ashamed of receiving the favor, you can pack up and leave now."

With just one sentence, Rong Yue was crucified in place.

Finally acknowledging that Lingye is just a righteous gentleman who repays the kindness of a drop of water, she is depressed, "Then do you like Cheng Shizi?"

Cheng Yuan, who was hiding behind the rockery, raised his eyes.

"The matter between me and him can't be explained clearly in a few words, and others may not be able to understand it clearly."

Rong Yue wanted to ask again, but Ling Ye had already sent her back mercilessly.

Rong Yue was depressed, and finally owed Lingye a body, and withdrew. The two of them knew each other well that this retreat would be forever.

Witnessing the buried youth of a young girl with his own eyes, Cheng Yuan sighed endlessly.

I haven't finished sighing in one breath.

"Come out."

Cheng Yuan was startled, and there was nothing to dodge, and walked out in an open and honest manner.

"I didn't know you had a habit of eavesdropping."

Cheng Yuan was wronged, "This side courtyard has been my loitering area recently, and everyone in the house knows it."

Lingye didn't go on with this topic, "Go back, Doctor Zhang told you that it's best not to go out, it's not good to have a wind."

"Not so weak."

Lingye didn't allow any further explanation, he pulled his wrist and brought it back.

Cheng Yuan sighed, but still followed.

He just stared at Ling Ye holding his hand in a daze along the way, "Actually, I also want to ask."

"what?"

Do you like Cheng Shizi?

"Nothing." Cheng Yuan said after a moment of silence.

Forget it, lest I hear something I don’t want to hear, at this point, after thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is nothing I want to hear, I don’t want to embarrass Lingye, and I don’t want to make myself uncomfortable.

Even if he said yes, so what, trying to hold hands with him and grow old together?

Cheng Yuan's body is getting worse and worse, the severe winter is gradually going away, and the flowers are in full bloom in March in Yangchun, but Cheng Yuan has no energy to get up again to enjoy the flowers and trees.

Lingye treats people better and better, and stays by Cheng Yuan's side day and night after finishing business.

Staring at the sleeping person on the bed at this moment, his brows could not be loosened for a long time.

The servant brought the decoction, and Ling Ye helped him into his arms, and fed him spoonful by spoonful. At the end, he used his sleeve to wipe the medicine residue on his lips, with extremely gentle movements.

The little servant who was watching by the side didn't dare to show his anger. Although he was used to such a scene, he was still shocked every time he saw it. When had their king treated a person so patiently.

This person is still his enemy who destroyed the country, family, mother and sister.

After the boy withdrew, Lingye didn't put him down immediately, and held him in his arms to guard him.

I just drank a big bowl of potion, so I probably wouldn't feel comfortable lying down immediately.

Cheng Yuan opened his eyes drowsily, and his internal organs had gradually begun to ache.

"You seem to be treating me better recently." He said with a smile.

Lingye didn't speak.

"I've thought about it for a long time, but I can't think of this reason. Either you have taken a fancy to me, or there are other reasons."

"I don't really believe in the former," Cheng Yuan thought, but he couldn't think of a reasonable reason to make Lingye fall in love with him overnight, and he didn't even believe it. "Then there is only the latter reason."

Sensing that Cheng Yuan flinched in his arms, Ling Ye pulled the quilt beside him to cover him.

"I know that medicine is for cold poison." Cheng Yuan said.

So if it was because of the life-saving grace back then, it would still be justified.

just,

"If it's because of this, it's unnecessary. Anyway, I owed you first at the beginning." Cheng Yuan smiled and said slowly, now it seems that speaking is a very laborious task.

"If I remember correctly, it's March? Now the farmers have to cultivate, so in a month or two, it will be the day of the war. Have you made plans for the war in Jingguo?"

"You don't really have to waste time on me, anyway, I also..."

"No." Lingye interrupted him suddenly.

Cheng Yuan's eyelids were so heavy that he didn't want to open his eyes, and he didn't want to continue talking when his words were interrupted, he was so tired.

Suddenly, he felt something warm touch his forehead, and it stayed there for a while.

what is it then?

What feels like this against your forehead?

Cheng Yuan couldn't figure it out, he couldn't figure it out.

"Even if Rongyue really detoxified me, I wouldn't hold her in my arms like this, and neither would anyone else." Lingye caged the person in his arms, and said again.

Cheng Yuan frowned. In the past, he could understand without even thinking about it, but today he seemed to be unable to understand.

Is it a good word?

Or bad word?

Dr. Zhang was called into the palace again.

Diagnosed the pulse of the sleepy Cheng Yuan.

"He would be awake for one or two hours during the day, and he would have a fever the rest of the time, especially at night, when he would often wake up with pain." Lingye recounted his symptoms.

Doctor Zhang finished his consultation with a solemn expression, "Your Majesty, I told you last winter that the time limit is only five months."

Lingye was silent for a while, "I know."

"He used 'Plum Blossom Burn' to neutralize the cold poison. The two poisons counteract each other, and he can temporarily suppress it for a while, but 'Plum Blossom Burn' is also one of the strange poisons, and it will eventually bite back."

"What will happen to him?"

Doctor Zhang still hesitated, "It will fester from the internal organs, and turn into pus little by little."

The boy gasped by the side.

"Will it... hurt?" Lingye asked with a frown.

"Not many people can endure this kind of pain," Dr. Zhang was silent for a while, "Do you still remember the former king of Wu?"

"remember."

He is a brave general, brave and resourceful, a man of high skill and boldness, who spent half his life as a soldier, and the most despised coward in this life is a coward who can't bear the pressure and commits suicide.

"He has suffered all the injuries he should have suffered, and even survived the torture of 'scraping', but in the end he couldn't stand the combination of 'cold poison' and 'plum blossom burn'. When the pain was unbearable, use the last bit Perseverance, suicide."

"Is there any way to relieve the pain?"

"No."

The air was silent for a long time, and Lingye's "I see." was heard by everyone.

It sounds quite old.

When Cheng Yuan is awake, he likes to let Lingye carry him to the study. He likes to watch Lingye strategizing on the Kyushu map, and occasionally offers his own suggestions.

He told Ling Ye all of his original ideas. Although the situation in Yan, Jiang, and Jing has changed a lot, the other countries in Kyushu have not changed much. There is also great redemption.

When Cheng Yuan narrated these things in his arms, Ling Ye became more convinced that Jiang Guo would not be able to destroy the country at all.

he asked him.

Cheng Yuan just smiled, "Didn't you say that? There is a prince in Jiang Guo who is obsessed with beauty to the point of incompetence. He saw that the little prince named Ling Ye was unhappy, and he himself could be sad for several days. "

Lingye is silent, he believes it now, he believes it from body to heart.

But he couldn't figure out why Cheng Yuan fell in love with himself here.

I can't admit it.

Cheng Yuan must have concealed other things from him, but for some reason he still refuses to tell him.

Cheng Yuan's situation is getting worse.

Rolling in pain every night, the person who used to bite his lip and keep silent when being abused by Lingye, is now crying like a child who can't help a small cut.

Lingye looked distressed, he knew that Cheng Yuan's body was rotting away bit by bit, but he couldn't help it, he couldn't make him stop the pain.

There is no way to transfer his pain to himself to share.

Lingye hugged the sweaty man in his arms, comforting him over and over again, "Hey, it won't hurt after a while, half an hour, bear with it."

At this moment, Cheng Yuan is like a child who cannot bear the pain, Lingye can't bear it, but has no other way, he clumsily learns the best and softest coaxing words in the world, hoping to reduce the pain even a little bit.

Cheng Yuan was still crying, heart-rending, Ling Ye felt that his heart was torn into several pieces by that voice.

He bit Lingye's collarbone, Lingye let out a muffled snort, but finally didn't say much.

So the two hurt together.

After an unknown amount of time, Cheng Yuan gradually calmed down, but his body was still trembling.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Ling Ye stroked his back.

Cheng Yuan didn't make fun of the rest of his life as usual, he buried Ling Ye's neck, as if he could no longer bear such pain and grievance.

Waves of sobbing came from the pit of the neck, and cold tears fell on Ling Ye's neck pit.

If it was said that the tears were shed because of the pain, then it would be because he wanted to cry.

"Brother Ye..." With an almost silent cry and endless grievances.

Lingye was startled.

In this life, he will be called Brother Ye, and there will only be one person from the beginning to the end.

[The author has something to say: I don’t have a lot of memories to kill, the story will end in the next chapter~~ I cry so loudly when I think of the ending I want to write

(It’s so sad to write...but it’s so cool!!)]