Dream Hua Embers Records

It was high in the sun, and Yan Qicheng in court clothes stood in front of the bed, staring blankly at Yan Yin who was sleeping peacefully in the tent.As soon as he turned his face, before he could change his clothes, he rushed over.

Just as An Shuyu was about to open the tent and call Yan Yin up, Yan Qicheng waved his hand to stop him.

"Yin'er, Yin'er." Yan Qicheng called softly.

In the tent, Yan Yin turned over and called out in a daze, "Father..."

"Father?!" Yan Yin seemed to wake up suddenly, and sat up abruptly.

"Yin'er, it's me."

"Father?!" Yan Yin was taken aback, knelt down on the bed and saluted, saying, "Yan Yin sees Father." But her hands were tightly grasping the corner of the curtain.

"What? Don't want to see Father?" Yan Qicheng laughed.

"No! No!" Yan Yin hurriedly explained, "Yes...it's because my face is swollen and unsightly, and I'm afraid I'll startle Father."

Yan Qicheng smiled, "I just came to see the wound on your face."

"Ah?! The wound on my face...has healed, no, don't worry about my father." Yan Yin's tone became even more flustered.

An Shuyu secretly laughed in his heart, knowing that Yan Yin's eyes were swollen from crying for a long time last night, and he was embarrassed to see people, but he couldn't explain it to Yan Qicheng.

"It doesn't matter, let Father see, Father will not laugh at you." Yan Qicheng smiled and opened the curtain.

"Ah!" Yan Yin yelled softly, got into the quilt, pouted her buttocks, and buried her face on the pillow.

Yan Qicheng couldn't help laughing, "Don't make a fuss, I'll beat you again." As he said, he slapped lightly on the raised part of the quilt.

"Father, don't do it today...I'll go to Father and ask for forgiveness tomorrow, okay?" Yan Yin's voice came from between the pillow and quilt, which seemed a little funny.

Yan Qicheng couldn't help laughing, "Tomorrow won't be Yin'er's birthday."

"Ah?" Yan Yin didn't expect Yan Qicheng to remember her birthday, she was slightly surprised and her body froze.

"Why don't you come and see what present Father brought you?"

Yan Yin still maintained that posture, motionless and silent.

Yan Qicheng pushed back the quilt and lifted Yan Yin out, "I know that Yin'er doesn't care for those precious jewels, so this is a unique gift in the world." After speaking, he kissed Yan Yin deeply between the eyebrows.

Yan Yin closed her eyes tightly, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Seeing that Yan Yin's eyes were red and swollen, Yan Qicheng secretly felt distressed, and then lightly pecked Yan Yin's closed eyes with his lips, and then hugged Yan Yin in his arms.

Yan Yin's heart felt hot, her heart was pounding, but she suddenly thought of what Yan Liang said: "You are just a prostitute raised by the emperor", and her body froze immediately.

Yan Qicheng clearly felt that the warm and soft body in his arms suddenly became cold and hard, so he let go of the wrapped arms, and a lonely wry smile hung on his face.Yan Yin closed her eyes, An Shuyu was behind her, no one saw her.

After An Shuyu finished speaking, he let out a long sigh.

Yan Qihao's eyes were red, and he asked after a while, "How much pain will Yin'er have?"

An Shuyu shook his head, "I don't know either. Yin'er often says that one person never knows how much another person is in pain. For the same disease, some people will suffer from pain while others will not. Sentence, the same amount of force, everyone feels differently. Even if the same person is subjected to the cane twice, willingly and with grievances, the degree of pain will be different... Yin'er has been tortured by illness, the most hated, It is to torture people with pain, so he has been trying to get the third brother to order to abolish the punishment of death with a stick."

Yan Qihao shook his head, "This is the ancestral family law passed down by our ancestors. Even if the emperor wants to change it, I'm afraid it will encounter a lot of resistance."

"Yes..." An Shuyu sighed.

"That winter, after Yin'er went to Linglong Stove, did the pain stop?" Yan Qihao asked again.

An Shuyu shook his head, "The method of the Linglong Stove has been lost for many years. Although Master Dai has found some information, he can't find a craftsman who can make this thing. Originally, it is not easy to make such a large pottery, and it needs to be shaped. The specifications are not bad, but it is even more difficult to light the fire without cracking and hold the water without seepage. The Linglong stove that was fired that winter burst when it was transported to the water for the first time, almost hurting people. In the winter of last year, a qualified one was fired."

"Won't the pain stop after Yin'er got on the Linglong Stove?" Yan Qihao was most concerned about this.

An Shuyu shook his head slowly again, "I can't say it's not painful at all, but it's much better than when it hurt the most. When Yin'er was in the worst pain, she couldn't help retching. Sixth brother, you and I have seen torture. , usually the criminals will retch only when they are rode or whipped dozens of times.”

Hearing this, Yan Qihao thought of the inhuman torture that An Shuyu had suffered, and felt a pain in his heart, so he tightly grasped An Shuyu's hand.An Shuyu stretched out his other hand, and patted the back of Yan Qihao's hand twice. "After Linglong Zao's treatment, the pain has been relieved a lot. If Yin'er was in severe pain before, I would often ask me to knead and massage his shoulders and back, and even let me gently beat him with a thin cane."

"Ah?! Doesn't that mean that his illness is more painful than beating?" Yan Qihao was very surprised.

An Shuyu nodded, and said angrily, "Sixth brother, you really don't care about Yin'er at all, he's in such pain, you don't even know it?"

"He won't say anything, how do I know? When I was in the army, I asked him if he was cold, but he just said no." Yan Qihao's words were somewhat aggrieved.

"He was trying to hold on, lest you think he was weak... Besides, every year on Yin'er's birthday, you never brought gifts over."

"I..." Yan Qihao sighed, "I just want to find another azure-colored Ru kiln porcelain for him, but I haven't been able to find any good ones for so many years. Those inferior ones have a bland color and are not well-shaped. Yin'er loves beauty, and I definitely don't like it. What's more, fighting in the army, every moment is life-threatening, so why bother to read the almanac and celebrate my birthday? Besides, I haven't seen Yin'er give me any birthday presents."

"Sixth brother, what you said is wrong. You are on the front line, and the Eight Hundred Miles Military Report goes back and forth every day, but how dare Yin'er go beyond the rules and ask them to deliver his personal belongings? He lives in the palace and does not have his own guard house." Slave, I want to send someone to find you, but there is no one available. What's more, he killed Puhan last time because he prepared a birthday gift for you, and he thought you would never want to receive his gift again."

What he said left Yan Qihao speechless.

After a while, Yan Qihao asked again, "Since then, Mr. Dai has never hit him again? They have been getting along like this..." What is this?Yan Qihao is a little poor at words, does this make him envious?He seemed a little speechless.

An Shuyu patted the back of Yan Qihao's hand twice to show comfort, and then said with a smile, "Yin'er is a child, and Mr. Dai is an old child. When these two get together, they quarrel all day long. ..."

"What are they arguing about? How could Yin'er contradict Master?" Yan Qihao was extremely surprised, seeing Yan Yin's respectful and admiring attitude towards Dai Zi and his respectful children, it didn't look like he would quarrel with Master.

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