Colleagues of Zhang Liang [comprehensive] Mu Liangqing

"I can't see the well-behaved and well-behaved ovary on weekdays. Prison robbery is also a good hand." After getting rid of the pursuers, the two walked to a deep valley. Han Fei took a few mouthfuls of mountain springs and teased Zhang Liang with great interest.

Zhang Liang wasn't as relaxed as he was. He stepped forward and said, "Brother Han is still in the mood to joke? Just now, if I was late, would Li Si let you go?"

Han Fei shrugged his shoulders, and said confidently: "So it's even more necessary to talk and joke, and the fear of life and death is only in the square."

Zhang Liang was half angry, he snorted and said, "I only saw you talking and laughing with Li Si, but I didn't see what you were afraid of."

Han Fei frowned aggrievedly, "That's the way he did it in front of Li Si, how can he take it seriously?"

When Zhang Liang thought about losing him just now, thousands of miscellaneous emotions rushed into his heart, regardless of whether he was really worried or fake, he stepped forward to hug him, put his cheek on his shoulder, "I'm really scared... .”

Usually at this time, Han Fei must make fun of him, take advantage of it, and say a few sour words like "It turns out that the ovary loves me so much".Today, for some reason, the smiling eyes suddenly became sad, and he persuaded in a deep voice:

"If I die one day, Zifang, you must live well."

Zhang Liang thumped in his heart, he let go of his embrace and looked at him, "What do you mean?"

Han Fei said: "Is it because what I said is too profound? Zifang can't understand it." After a pause, he said carefully, "I mean, if something unexpected happens in the sky, if it happens to me one day , Ovary is not allowed to do stupid things."

Zhang Liang felt that he was inexplicable, he had just escaped from the gate of hell, why was he so depressed?

So I asked: "What's the matter with you? I used to say that if I die, you will not be able to live. Could it be that you have any accidents so that I can live?"

Han Fei revealed his displeasure, and softened his tone, "Zifang, you and I were born in troubled times, and many things are beyond our control. How about we change the agreement? If one of them encounters an accident, the other will have to live." With the weight of two people, we are all alive."

Zhang Liang became more and more angry, "Your words today are so strange, I don't agree."

Han Fei thought for a moment, and then said: "Why are you so decisive? Maybe you go ahead, and I will stay in this world forever? Do you want me to die in love and go underground to meet you?"

Zhang Liang was speechless for a moment, "I didn't mean that, I just..."

I just miss you, I just can't imagine the days without you.

Han Fei supported his shoulders, looked at him deeply, and said, "Zifang, promise me. Huh?"

Zhang Liang fell into those deep eyes, his heart was filled with miscellaneous things, and he was silent for a long time.In the end, he thought that he might die first, and he didn't want Han Fei to die in love, so he nodded.

Han Fei felt relieved and took him into his arms.

In Zhang Liang's sometimes clear and sometimes vague impression, Han Fei was always calm and gentle, and he seldom said anything with such a serious face, let alone asked him to agree to something he didn't want to agree to.

After a long, long time, Zhang Liang came to his senses. At that time, Han Fei had already noticed his strangeness. He was afraid that he would act impulsively if something happened, so he babbled those words.

In fact, it is possible to live.But without that person, a little lonely.

Fearing that Ying Zheng would send people to follow them, the two dared not stop along the way, eating and sleeping in the open, just to return to Xinzheng as soon as possible.

However, when he was only one day away, Han Fei fell ill and had a fever all over his body.

At first Zhang Liang thought it was because of the overworked boats and cars that made Han Fei sick from overwork.So I stopped in a small town, asked a doctor, prescribed a prescription, took medicine and rested.Those doctors were no better than imperial physicians in the palace, they couldn't diagnose any disease, they only said there was no serious problem, and prescribed two doses of recuperating medicine, and they receded as if they had achieved fame.

Unexpectedly, that night, Han Fei had a fever again, so frightened Zhang Liang went to find several doctors again, and took two doses of antipyretic medicine before the fever dropped a little.

Han Fei looked drowsily at the busy Zhang Liang, and said:

"Zifang, we can't go back to Xinzheng. I am like this now, I have no face to face the royal family."

Zhang Liang couldn't bear it, and persuaded him: "There are many imperial physicians in the palace with excellent medical skills. The imperial physician Jiang who showed you your eyes is very good. You should ask him to prescribe some prescriptions to cure your disease."

Han Fei shook his head and said slowly, "I'm probably not sick..."

The doctor can't see it.

Zhang Liang didn't hear his subtext, so he poked his forehead, feigned anger, and said, "Don't think you'll be fine once the fever is gone. The doctor said you caught a cold, so why isn't it a disease? You're weak, so don't be careless." .”

Han Fei held his hand, with a lot of emotion hidden in his eyes, he hesitated to speak, opened and closed his lips several times, and finally turned into a sigh.

Zhang Liang didn't know that at the time, he just thought he was worried about his condition, so he said again: "Brother Han, don't sigh, Jiang Yu is the head of the Imperial Physician, there is no disease that he can't cure, let alone you are just a common cold. If you If you don't want to enter the palace, I can also invite him out of the city, the left and right are not far away, one day round trip is enough."

In fact, he was vaguely worried, because although Han Fei's symptoms were similar to those of wind and cold, they were capricious.After the fever subsides, he looks like a normal person, but within two days, the condition relapses and walking becomes a problem.

But he had read few medical books and had never seen such symptoms, so he temporarily placed Han Fei in a post station outside the city, and hurried to invite Doctor Jiang.

All speculations have their answers in a day.

That answer made Zhang Liang feel cold from the head to the soles of his feet, as if he had been in a lifetime.

"Six souls... a curse?"

Han Fei lay quietly on the bed. Outside the door, Zhang Liang was anxiously tugging at Doctor Jiang.

Doctor Jiang nodded, and said: "I have only seen it a few times. The person who was cursed was scalded all over his body, his blood boiled to death, and his death was tragic. His early symptoms are exactly the same as those of Jiu Gongzi." After a pause, he said, " There is no cure."

Zhang Liang's body shook violently, he barely stood still, took a breath, and said, "Why is there no cure? Doctor Jiang, I took a lot of trouble to invite you out of the city, not to listen to your lies."

Doctor Jiang also couldn't bear it, "Young Master Zhang, I have practiced medicine for decades, and I have seen thousands of patients, so I know how you feel. Doctors are parents, don't you think my heart aches when Master Jiu falls under this curse? But... the reality is that there is no way to recover."

Zhang Liang's head was buzzing, and he was speechless for a while.

Doctor Jiang said again: "What's more, the news of the sudden death of the Ninth Young Master has reached the Han Palace, and the King has ordered people to prepare for the funeral. Just imagine, since Ying Zheng has already killed the Ninth Young Master, if he still has a chance, how can you The two of them are alone and helpless, how could they reach Xinzheng safely without chasing troops? You are smarter than this old man, you should understand the reason for this."

Zhang Liang was stuck in his throat, and after a long time, he found his own voice, "Impossible..."

He is the eternal god in his heart, always calm and invulnerable, how can such a person fall under such an unsolvable curse?

Doctor Jiang sighed again and again, he had no choice but to give the last evidence, "When the Six Souls Curse enters the body, a red birthmark will be formed on the chest, shaped like a skull, and the size of a fist. This is recorded in medical techniques, Mr. Zhang can Check it out yourself while Young Master Jiu is fast asleep."

After finishing speaking, he answered a few more words, "The old man must try his best to procrastinate for time". He spoke earnestly, left a few prescriptions, and walked away shaking his head and sighing.

Zhang Liang stood alone outside the door, his figure was thin and fragile, as if he was about to be blown down by the wind.It took a long time to regain his thoughts, wiped his face vigorously, panted gently, opened the door, and walked towards Han Fei who was sleeping soundly on the couch.

Han Fei's breathing was very soft, but it was very clear in the silent room, hitting Zhang Liang's heart again and again.

Slowly lifting the quilt, looking at the regular ups and downs of his chest, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, and opened the skirt of his clothes.

The clothes were peeled off layer by layer, and a fiery red skull mark gradually appeared, lying on his chest, horrifying.

He only felt that the strings that had been tense were suddenly broken, and the rest of the force bounced back to the viscera, causing bone-piercing pain.

pat!

Tears could no longer be held back, and burst out of my eyes.

A warm hand covered the back of his hand. Zhang Liang looked along and met Han Fei's gentle eyes.

"Ovary, don't cry."

Afraid that he would notice, Zhang Liangsheng quickly stopped his tears, wiped them hastily, and forced a smile, "Who is crying, Shasha narrowed his eyes just now, I'll come in and rub them."

Han Fei asked feebly, "What did Doctor Jiang say? Am I seriously ill?"

Zhang Liang rubbed his eyes, and shook his head cheerfully, "It's not serious, doctor Jiang said you're just suffering from a common cold, and you'll be fine when the fever subsides."

Han Fei's eyes were soft, "That's good... After I recover, I want to go to the top of Muliang Mountain and see the pear trees you planted."

Zhang Liang was still rubbing his eyes, and secretly wiped his tears into the fabric of his cuff, "That's natural, I watered it a few days ago, and it's already higher than my knees."

Han Fei nodded slightly, "Okay." Then he stared at him, only to feel that the hand rubbing his eyes so hard was very glaring, "Don't rub it, you will damage your eyes carefully."

Zhang Liangjian responded with a huh, then put down his hands, and smiled again, "What would Brother Han want to eat tonight? There are everything outside the station."

Han Fei looked at him with a smile, "I like whatever you like to eat."

While talking, Zhang Liang tucked the quilt up for him, "Then I'll go shopping, and you can sleep for a while."

He was really afraid that Han Fei would notice something strange, said something hastily, and hurried out.The far-fetched smile disappeared in an instant the moment he stepped out of the door, tears were pattering down, and he tightly covered his mouth, not daring to make a sound.

Han Fei looked at the thin back, and the smile on his lips gradually faded away—he just pretended to be asleep, and he heard clearly what the two of them said outside the door.

During those two days, Zhang Liang took care of him every step of the way, and the high fever gradually subsided, and he returned to his normal state.

Zhang Liang always smiled slightly in front of him, "Brother Han, I finally got some free time, let's not go back to Xinzheng, how about going to Muliang Mountain?"

He said, "Okay."

"Brother Han, Doctor Jiang has changed to a different kind of medicine. It is a bit bitter, but it is very useful for your condition. You are not allowed to pour it secretly."

He said, "Okay."

"Brother Han, I asked someone to build a hut on the top of the mountain. It's not a problem to shelter from the wind and rain. How about we stay for a few days?"

He said, "Okay."

Zhang Liang asked all the famous doctors, worked hard, but ended up with no results.Han Fei didn't change much, but he became thinner first, and he clenched his hands as warm as white jade.

Then one day, Han Fei wanted to drink the old wine at Xinzheng Nanmen Gate, and asked Zhang Liang to go down the mountain to buy it.He agreed without saying a word.

The thatched hut was built on the top of the mountain, and the way down the mountain was not easy, so he chose the nearest one.As soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, he ran into a group of people head-on.

He is very familiar with this chariot, the black walls, the dark gold carvings - this is the Zhang family's chariot.

He staggered out of the car with Zhang Kai, his eyes sharp as a knife, "Liang'er, I've been out for so long, it's time to go back."

Zhang Liang's head buzzed, "Grandfather, why are you here?"

Zhang Kai said: "Since you called me grandfather, but my grandson has not come back for a long time, why not let me pick you up?"

Zhang Liang was tired and said: "Go back first, I can't go now."

Zhang Kai was displeased, and directly stated the words, "—Ninth Young Master is dead, and died violently in the prison of Qin State. Even after thousands of years, the history books will only say this." Wrinkles deepened, like abysses, ravines, He also said, "It doesn't matter whether he is dead now or dying."

Zhang Liang was startled, as if he had been knocked by something, "You all, understand?"

Zhang Kai snorted angrily, "Is there anything else I don't know about you?"

Zhang Liang knew it in his heart, and no longer concealed it. He lowered his chin and asked, "Grandmother was suffering from an incurable disease. Before she passed away, grandfather, did you ever abandon her?"

Frowning openly, "She is my wife, different from Han Fei."

"It's really different..." Zhang Liang's fingertips trembled slightly, and his voice was humble, "Because my grandfather married four wives besides my grandmother...but I only have one brother Han. Grandpa, can you help me?" Do you know what he means to me? You often praise Brother Han, saying that he is a great talent in Korea, but to this day, do you have the heart to see him dying without anyone to take care of him?"

When Zhang Kai heard this, he should have been angry, but when he saw the tears in Zhang Liang's eyes, his anger subsided again, and his tone eased a bit, saying: "Liang'er, all things wither and flourish, life and death have their destiny. Ninth Young Master is a life A person of the wrong era, God let him die, he can't live."

Zhang Liang was silent for a while, his eyes gradually moistened, and said: "...I know he was born at an untimely time, and I also know that his life is not long. But I really want to save him, and I really can't do without him. I I have consulted all the imperial doctors, but there is no solution, no medicine, nothing...Grandfather, I have no solution, I am really gone."

Staring at him openly, the person who was usually quiet like a baby bird collapsed into this appearance, "Liang'er..."

Zhang Liang's body was shaking, "I never thought that this would happen to him."

The voice suddenly raised, "But, why is it him... why is he sick and not someone else? Why is it me who lost and not someone else? In fact, it was me who was sick, right? Is it my assumption that I am sick, right? Maybe there will be a miracle doctor coming to the world tomorrow, who can cure him, right? He will be cured immediately, right? Grandfather, speak up, right, right! "

Looking at the heartbroken grandson with open eyes, he didn't know what to say for a while, except to sigh or sigh.

After a long time, when Zhang Liang's mood gradually calmed down, he ordered the housekeeper, "Leave some money for Liang'er, and we will go back."

Then he stepped into the carriage, and the moment before he opened the curtain, he stopped and looked back: "Don't buy wine, let's go back to the residence first."

Zhang Liang was stunned for a moment, then regained his comprehension and said, "How does grandfather know that I want to buy wine..." He took a breath of cold air, "Could it be!"

He suddenly woke up, his heart was hit hard, and he ran up the mountain.

............

"I'm going to die in the future, die far away, don't bother me."

"it is good."

The author has something to say:

"The Interval between Yin and Yang" has three chapters in total, and it will be updated every day in these three days. If the heart-abusing plot drags on for too long, it will be bad for your health