Wu Yu

The night is thick, and people are trapped without knowing it.

In the early morning, two magpies stood on the branches, and the crisp birdsong was mixed with the dripping morning mist. Xie Lingyu woke up early, sat in the courtyard with Lu Hui, and chatted for a while about the plague.

Lu Hui sent the cradle over, and also thoughtfully brought a small insect repellent medicine bag. Xie Lingyu was very grateful, and after greeting him, he quietly entered the house, carefully put the child into the cradle, and gently He pushed it to Qingqiu Jue's side, in case of any accident.

Little A Su slept soundly, moved his little mouth but didn't wake up, Xie Lingyu smiled silently, raised his eyes and saw a faint blue color under Qingqiu Jue's eyes, he frowned and stared for a moment, wondering in his heart.

They fell asleep early in the past few days, why does Qingqiu Jue still look like he hasn't had a good rest?

Although Xie Lingyu was strange, but there were still guests to entertain, so he didn't go into it further, shook his head and turned around to go out.

All the doctors in the attic are fighting at night with the lights on, just for that paper prescription.

The two chatted a lot in front of the hospital. What Lu Hui meant was that the final prescription was already in sight, but some of the herbs were extremely hard to find, and it was hard to predict whether everyone could apply it.

But judging from the current situation, this is already the best news.

Lu Hui was busy with Zhenxi affairs at the moment, so it was inconvenient to stay longer, so the two bid farewell in a hurry, leaving Xie Lingyu standing alone with his hands behind his back, meditating on the vast and cloudless sky.

He is now in the courtyard of the Liu Mansion, but it is not difficult to imagine how lively it is outside now. Today is a three-day period, and every household has lined up early to receive the medicine.

The family is separated in two places. They may lie in front of the window every day when they are free, looking towards the west of the town. People in the west of the town may look east through the cracks in the door. The streets and alleys are stacked at the end of the house , is their close relatives, so close, yet so far away.

It's as if he saw his mother's portrait in his father's study, and he could only keep tracing his mother's eyebrows and eyes in his heart. He met him several times in his dreams, but after all, it was just a fleeting moment.

Missing...it means that the important person is not around, so I have to immerse myself in the past again and again. It is clearly ambiguous like a dream, but it is sour and painful.

Therefore, only the beauty in your hands will not run away.

"Why are you in a daze?" A deep voice came from behind him, Xie Lingyu's thoughts were disturbed, and because he was not in high spirits, he didn't move.

"Where's Xiao Asu?" Xie Lingyu looked at the room behind him, and saw two plump women entering one after the other, subconsciously taking a step forward.

"Don't worry, they are nurses." A warm and slender big hand grabbed his wrist, Xie Lingyu subconsciously struggled, but instead of breaking free, he was pulled back by the force behind him, and his back hit a Strong arms.

This person should practice martial arts all year round, with a steady and strong heartbeat. You can feel that there is a thin layer of skin under his cloth, which is not as knotted as ordinary men, thin and strong.

This was Xie Lingyu's first thought.

Afterwards, both of them froze for a moment, Xie Lingyu elbowed him with his backhand, Qingqiu Jue didn't hide, and let out a muffled groan.

Xie Lingyu stroked the slightly messy hem of his clothes, raised his head and asked helplessly, "What are you teasing me for?"

Qingqiu Jue's Adam's apple rolled, stroked the cloth on his chest, and said lightly: "I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for you to break in."

Xie Lingyu was about to speak when he heard the man say again: "Today, Lincheng will be here around noon. This man is very scheming, but unfortunately he is the same as Zhonglu, and he can't change his suspicion."

Xie Lingyu didn't care about what he wanted to say before, and calculated the time, and the people in the town were all going to the west of town to visit their families at that time.

"How many people did Lin Cheng bring?" Xie Lingyu asked cautiously. He somewhat knew this person. He was a sinister and ruthless person, but he was tolerant and ambitious.

At the beginning, he was only the lieutenant general of His Highness Shigemori, but now he is very popular, relying on his favor and favor, he is used to acting arrogantly.

Qingqiu Jue understood what he meant, silently compared numbers with him, and laughed lightly: "If you know, you think he is escorting food and grass, but if you don't know, you think he is going to kill someone to silence you."

Xie Lingyu frowned in dissatisfaction, "It's really a big air, even if His Majesty came in person, it shouldn't be so exciting."

Bah, I'm really shameless, I clearly want to take revenge on him, and it's his fault that my son didn't live up to expectations in the palace that day.

Xie Lingyu's face was sullen, he was handsome, this kind of expression made people feel calm and reliable, as if he had already made up his mind, Qingqiu Jue's eyes fell on his face, he turned his head and smiled silently for a while.

The appointment is to scold people in my heart.

It was inconvenient for Xie Lingyu to take little Asu with her, so she had to entrust the child to the nurses in the house. Fortunately, the two nurses were carefully selected, good-natured, and good at coaxing children. Little Asu did not reject them .

Xie Lingyu felt relieved.

They didn't panic because Lin City was approaching, Xie Lingyu went to the attic where the doctors gathered as usual, and unexpectedly found a plaque on it, with gold characters on the ink background - hanging pot to help the world.

Xie Lingyu's heart suddenly stirred up, and he glanced at the silent Qingqiu Jue without a trace, it must be his handwriting.

It's just that he never seems to have figured out what kind of person Qingqiu Jue is.

Sometimes he acts recklessly, arrogant and calculating, sometimes he is indifferent and alienated, as if nothing catches his eyes, and he doesn't care about anything, sometimes he is calm and reliable, convincing, and sometimes he is unpredictable, exuding a mysterious aura...

He seems to have many faces.

But it is such a person who will remember to feed the children and make beds, and will privately order someone to send a plaque of "hanging pot to help the world" to this small attic to justify their names.

These details put together a gentle and delicate Qingqiu Jue that he has not yet understood.

"You..." Xie Lingyu looked at Qingqiu Jue, and couldn't help but want to say something, but when he touched Qingqiu Jue's clear phoenix eyes, he let out a helpless smile.

He flung down his sleeves, didn't look at Qingqiu Jue again, walked into the attic with a questioning look in his eyes.

Xie Lingyu felt relieved.

Forget it, what kind of person is he, and what's the point of asking?Rather than listening to what people say, it is better to experience it yourself and slowly understand it.

It's just that for some reason, he suddenly wanted to know such a troublesome person, as if he had always thought about calling Qingqiu Jue brothers and sisters in his heart, which was inexplicable.

As usual, I circled around the attic, and the group of doctors lost their restraint at the beginning, and they already regarded them as their own. Medical books were flying all over the room, making it impossible to get down again, and the herbs hanging in the air became crooked. Twist, it looks like it was placed casually, and a thin layer of cobwebs has begun to form under the eaves, sticking to the corpses of insects that unfortunately passed by.

Xie Lingyu's eyelids twitched when he saw it, but seeing how they were fighting the plague to the end, they didn't say anything. The old man seemed to have more white beards these days, and the gangster man became more and more irritable. There is still progress in the prescription, which makes them feel a lot better.

Xie Lingyu couldn't go to Zhenxi today, and he didn't need to help the people, so he had to carry the medicine basket again, and went to Luomei Mountain with Qingqiu Jue to collect medicine.

An obscure corner.

"A Sui...A Sui? Why are you in a daze, how many times have you been called, here...here is this for you, hurry up and take it to Zhenxi." A young man dressed as a servant shouted at the boy, His brows and eyes were helpless.

A Sui hurriedly looked away, lowered his head and apologized repeatedly, regardless of whether he should or not, turned around and ran away, the boy muttered in confusion, "What's going on with this kid today..."

He was wearing coarse clothes, and no one cared when he hurriedly walked on the street. No one saw his pale face and trembling hands. He was still saying sorry, and he didn't know who he was talking to. .

"Ah..." Xie Lingyu rubbed his neck and let out a sigh. He was riding a horse unsteadily, with a basket full of medicines behind him, chattering endlessly, "I've almost recognized these herbs in the past two days. .”

A chuckle came from the side, and Xie Lingyu immediately turned to stare at him, feeling that there must be something good to say, but who would have thought that this person didn't speak up today, and praised: "Brother Xie is so talented, I envy others."

Xie Lingyu was taken aback by the compliment, and before he could speak, he saw the man clamp the horse's belly fiercely, the horse neighed for a moment, and the man turned his head to look at him while his sleeves were flying.

Xie Lingyu was stunned, only to see a smile in his twinkling phoenix eyes.

"It's past noon, it's too late."

The sound passed by the ears with the wind, and Xie Lingyu also rode his horse to follow after regaining consciousness. The distance between the two of them was getting closer and closer, and the horse's tail was raised while running, accidentally tainted with other auras.

After noon, Lin Cheng's people had arrived, but Lin Cheng himself hadn't arrived for some unknown reason. Soldiers surrounded the town. When Xie Lingyu arrived, the atmosphere was tense.

Sun Qian put his hand on the sword, and there was a cold look on his brows. Meng Yi, who was always stupid, also lowered his face and stood beside Sun Qian to confront the soldiers in front.

Xie Lingyu and Qingqiu Jue understood that this was a deliberate effort to embarrass them, Xie Lingyu sneered in his heart, but with a just right smile on his face, he slapped the folding fan with his fingers, breaking the tense atmosphere.

With a warm smile, he glanced around, his face suddenly changed, the corner of the leading general's mouth slightly raised, and he had already thought about how to answer.

Unexpectedly, Xie Lingyu's face suddenly changed, and he said anxiously: "Why don't you see General Lin?"

The general said that it was exactly as I expected, and he said with a smile, his tone was very unfriendly, with a bit of disdain, "Our general..."

But before he could say anything, Xie Lingyu interrupted him. Xie Lingyu took a step forward and said worriedly: "But there was an accident on the road. How is the general injured? General Lin is wise and powerful. If there is nothing wrong, he will definitely not." Let the subordinates go first..."

Xie Lingyu said, with regret and guilt in his eyes, he almost choked up, "Just tell the truth, General Lin... What happened to General Lin? The town is full of doctors, so you don't have to worry!"

The general was speechless for a moment, his throat was stuck in his throat, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, he opened his mouth but was interrupted again.

"Could it be... General Lin already?" Xie Lingyu asked softly, as if he was afraid of irritating these poor people.

The general had a violent temper, his eyes widened immediately, and he was about to lose his temper when a light cough came from behind him.

"Thank you for your concern, my lord. I am in good health."

A steady voice sounded, and everyone subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound. The person who came was dressed in a black brocade robe, with a half-finger-long scar on his forehead, and his eyes were cold and warning.

It was General Lin himself.