The county horse is a medicine jar

When the sky was still bright, there were bursts of drizzle in the capital, and the faint roar of thunder above the sky seemed to be brewing a downpour later.

Lin Sishen was sitting at the desk, and Liu Qingyun was standing behind her combing her hair. The person in the bronze mirror was handsome and delicate, with skin like snow, brows as picturesque, red lips, and a pair of dark and deep eyes full of sorrow. .

The thunder and lightning that flashed across the sky reflected on Lin Sishen's face, making her complexion inexplicably gloomy.

Liu Qingyun, who had been crying all night, had red and swollen eyes. She lowered her head and raised her hand to brush Lin Sishen's hair, carefully outlining each strand of hair that fell down. She explained many times, and continued to babble tirelessly.

"It's not as good as the general's mansion outside. You have to be careful at all times. I told Mo Zhu to take all the things I should bring. With her following you, I can feel a little more at ease. When you go to the battlefield, don't be like your father and brother." Go forward without thinking, you are not as good as those strong men, protect yourself well. If your father and I are with you about the general's mansion, you don't have to worry about it."

Lin Sishen looked up at Liu Qingyun's slightly blurred face in the bronze mirror, and nodded lightly with complicated thoughts: "I've made a note, mother."

After binding Lin Sishen's hair and putting on the crown, Liu Qingyun took two steps back, Lin Sishen stood up after him, and turned to look at her in silence.Liu Qingyun touched the corners of her eyes, squeezed out a gratified smile, and looked up and down at her.

The child in front of me has already grown to be half a head taller than her at some point. He is unparalleled in length and graceful, with ink-like blue silk and a meticulous bun fixed with a jade crown. The patterned black brocade clothes highlighted her steady and graceful temperament, but her face was still handsome and somewhat indistinguishable.

Liu Qingyun raised her hand to touch her cheek. Lin Sishen leaned over obediently and lowered her eyebrows. After touching her cheek lightly, Liu Qingyun quickly withdrew her hand and tilted her head to remind her: "Grandmother and father are both here. The ancestral hall is waiting for you, so go and burn a stick of incense to pay homage to your ancestors."

Lin Sishen nodded, took a deep look at Liu Qingyun, then turned around and walked to the door, stretched out his hand to push the door open, and was stunned as soon as he raised his eyes.

The drizzle in the courtyard was misty. An elegant woman in white clothes holding a red paper umbrella was standing alone in the courtyard. Open a little moist dark color.

The woman has a beautiful appearance and aloof temperament. She is lowering her picturesque eyebrows, holding an umbrella and looking at the bluestone slab on the ground that has been washed away for hundreds of years, but is still smooth and firm, as if in ecstasy.

Suddenly hearing the sound of the door opening, the woman looked up, a slight smile slowly appeared on her face, and her clear eyes were fixed on Lin Sishen standing in front of the door through the rain curtain.

The woman stretched out her hand from a distance, and the fine rainwater scrambled to fall on the jade-like palm exuding a warm luster, but it could not attract the beauty's attention. .”

Lin Sishen tightened her hand by the door slightly. She turned her head to look at Liu Qingyun who was sitting in front of the desk with drooping eyes and silent, she narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips, then stepped back and closed the door. She took a deep breath and slowed down. Slowly walked towards Shen Qinghou.

Stepping over the water-logged steps, Lin Sishen walked quickly to Shen Qinghou, and held the hand that was in front of him, the slightly warm palm against the cool fingertips that were stained with rain.

Shen Qinghou raised his fingertips and wrapped them around Lin Sishen's five fingers, with a slight smile on his face, although he said nothing, he covered Lin Sishen's head with the paper umbrella.

Lin Sishen stood beside her sideways, not knowing what to say, but looked down at the intertwined fingers, and finally sighed softly after a long time: "The princess's hands are really cold."

Shen Qinghou led her to the outside of the Liuguang Pavilion, looked ahead of her thin lips and slightly raised her lips, and said with a soft voice: "It will be hot after a while."

The road to the ancestral hall was not far away, and it was only a short walk away. Lin Sishen shook his head and said reluctantly, "Unfortunately, it was too late."

Shen Qinghou looked at her sideways, with a hint of melancholy brewing in her clear eyes, but the corners of her lips were raised a little, and she said softly, "Then walk slowly."

Lin Sishen smiled knowingly, held Shen Qinghou's hand slightly tighter, slowed down and walked forward side by side with her.

Walking side by side with Shen Qinghou in the rain curtain, the drizzle floating in the sky seemed to respond to people's wishes, and suddenly turned into a torrential rain, separating the outside world from the world under the paper umbrella.

Lin Sishen suddenly felt that the world outside the paper umbrella became quiet, only the sound of rain in her ears, and Shen Qinghou's subtle breathing beside her, she lowered her eyes and curled her lips into a smile, walking at a brisk pace. A little slower.

Something seemed to break out of the ground and sprout in her heart, and it grew into a towering tree in an instant, with countless dense branches and leaves spreading, gently wrapping her heart inside.

Lin Sishen couldn't help chuckling, the scene in front of her was hazy and misty separated by the rain curtain, but she felt suddenly enlightened, she pursed her lips and looked at Shen Qinghou's skirt wetted by the rain, and said softly: " When I come back, I have something in my heart that I want to tell the Princess."

Shen Qinghou was startled, then turned her head quickly, holding Lin Sishen's hand tightly, she asked, "Why do you have to wait until you come back?"

Lin Sishen lowered his head and laughed in a low voice, "Being away for two years, I may have a chance to think about some things, and I will tell the princess when I think about it."

Only after she left, could she be more sure whether what she was thinking in her heart was a momentary infatuation or a sincere admiration.

Shen Qinghou nodded, but the melancholy in her eyes became more and more intense, her fingertips holding the paper umbrella suddenly tightened, and her fingertips turned blue and white, she closed her eyes and said softly: "Okay, then I will wait for you .”

Although the tone was soft, it was an endlessly complicated sigh.

No matter how slow they walked, the ancestral hall soon appeared in front of them. Lin Sishen let go of the hand that was entangled with Shen Qinghou with some reluctance. Whispered a word in her ear.

After speaking, she walked quickly to the ancestral hall, and walked towards her grandmother and General Lin who had been waiting for her in front of the door early in the morning.

But Shen Qinghou who was standing behind her stopped, raised her eyes and looked at her back without moving for a long time.

After offering sacrifices to the ancestors in the ancestral hall, General Lin showed her to put on the armor he personally made for Lin Sishen, and then solemnly put the cold abyss bestowed by the emperor on her waist with his own hands.

In the eyes of everyone in the past, the ignorant young master transformed into a young general in battle armor. His thin body propped up the heavy armor, and his heroic appearance glowed with incomparable beauty.

General Lin led the generals of the General's Mansion on horseback and personally escorted Lin Sishen out of the city to join the Habayashi Army, while the old lady and Shen Qinghou followed closely behind in the carriage.

Hearing that the young master of the General's Mansion is going to battle today, many people are standing on both sides of the street waiting, although they have been secretly teasing Lin Sishen on weekdays, knowing that she is going to lead the army, the people are still looking forward to it.

The cold rain fell on the silver-white armor, Lin Sishen rode the tall horse holding the rein in the rain, the clattering of the horse's hooves mixed with the whispers on both sides.

The thoughts in Lin Sishen's mind were indescribably complicated. She knew that she was not only for the Jin Kingdom this time, but also for the General's Mansion.She can't embarrass her father, and she can't shame the general's mansion.

Just as she was driving her horse out of the city with her eyes on the front, a group of common people gathered not far away suddenly called out eagerly: "Young Master Lin."

Although the familiar voice was drowned in the noise, Lin Sishen recognized it quickly. She looked sideways and saw Yunliu in red standing in the crowd in the rain, pushing and shoving to stand beside her. The people in front seem to want to get in front.

Lin Sishen tightened the reins, somewhat surprised by Yunliu's appearance: "Yunliu?"

Yun Liu squeezed away the people standing in front of her, she seemed to have been waiting here for a long time, her hair was in a disheveled bun, and her fair face was still stained with rainwater, she didn't care to wipe off the water droplets on her face, and staggered with her skirt rushed over.

The escorts on both sides quickly stopped the woman who was rushing towards Lin Sishen, and prevented her from approaching Lin Sishen, pointing his knife at her, frowning and questioning vigilantly: "Stop, who are you?"

Yun Liu didn't care about the sharp blade lying in front of her eyes, instead she eagerly stretched out her hand and pushed it away, her palm inadvertently brushed across the sharp blade, blood gushed out immediately, she looked at Lin Sishen sadly: "Young Master Lin, I have something to say to you." you say."

Lin Sishen frowned slightly looking at the blood dripping from Yunliu's hand, fearing that she would continue to charge, he had no choice but to ask the general who was blocking her to back away: "Let her come over."

The onlookers on both sides recognized her and looked around like a bustling crowd, chatting in low voices with the people around her from time to time, their words full of contempt.

"I recognize this woman, she is the shopkeeper of Yunji, Miss Yunliu, who used to be the number one card in Ningxianglou."

"It turned out to be her. The young master used to go to Ningxiang Tower as if he made a special trip to find her. He is very obsessed with this woman."

"Young master is the county matriarch now, why would she dare to look for him in the street? I heard that the princess is in the carriage behind. She must die."

"After all, she is a prostitute, so she doesn't feel ashamed to do such a thing."

"She's just a shameless vixen, she's in a hurry if the young master didn't accept her as a concubine."

Yunliu seemed to deaf to the disdainful remarks of the people on both sides, and her heart and eyes were filled with Lin Sishen, who was dressed in silver armor and valiant.

Lin Sishen jumped off the horse, looked at Yunliu who was stumbling towards him, and subconsciously raised his hand to support her. She also heard the more and more unpleasant talk. She was afraid that after she left, Yunliu would be cast aside by the people because of what she did today. .

After Yunliu stood still, Lin Sishen quickly withdrew his hand, and looked at her with a frown: "Yunliu, what are you doing here? You shouldn't be here, go back quickly."

Yun Liu raised her eyes to look at Lin Sishen in some embarrassment, then raised her hand to lift a strand of hair from her ear, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she refused to take her eyes off Lin Sishen's face, she explained softly: "Yesterday I went to the General Government, they won't let me see you."

Lin Sishen looked around, but couldn't say anything, so he could only remind in a low voice, "There are too many people here, go back quickly, don't stay here."

Yunliu knew that Lin Sishen should not be stopped, so she could only quickly put the thing she was holding into Lin Sishen's hand, and said eagerly: "This is a sachet I embroidered with my own hands, and inside it is the amulet I begged for. On the body."

Lin Sishen looked down at the sachet that Yunliu gave her, because Yunliu's hand was cut just now, and now the sachet was still stained with blood.

Yun Liu followed her gaze, and obviously also saw the blood on the sachet, her face turned pale and she lowered her eyes bitterly, "I'm sorry, it seems to be dirty by me."

Lin Sishen looked at her with a complicated expression, subconsciously clenched the sachet in his hand, and said in a trembling voice, "It's okay, it's not dirty."

Seeing this, General Lin's expression suddenly sank. He drove up to Lin Sishen, his sharp eyes swept across Yunliu, and he scolded, "Shen'er, what are you doing?"

Lin Sishen frowned and her expression was tight. The sachet in her hand was like a hot potato. If she rejected Yunliu in public, she would only become the laughing stock of the whole capital in the future, but if she accepted it, it would not only make Yunliu Liu misunderstood, and...

Lin Sishen looked back at the carriage not far away, Shen Qinghou did not lift the curtain to show up, but she must be aware of her entanglement with Yunliu.

Thoughts were surging in her heart several times, and almost everyone was staring at her.

Lin Sishen sighed softly, and finally accepted Yunliu's sachet. She looked up at Yunliu with a complicated expression and said, "I'll take the sachet, you'd better go back and bandage the wound."

Yunliu's eyes were slightly red, she looked at Lin Sishen obsessively, her bleeding hand trembled slightly, as if she wanted to touch her sweetheart one last time, but Lin Sishen didn't give her a chance, he put the sachet on his chest, and turned over on horseback.

Lin Sishen looked at the gloomy General Lin, and lowered his head in shame: "Father, let's go."

After finishing speaking, Lin Sishen drove away, leaving only Yun Liu standing in place and did not leave for a long time.

Yunliu, who was drenched all over, clenched her fists. She stood there blankly, looking at Lin Sishen's leaving back, the tears in her eyes rolled down silently with the rain, and the blood on her hands mixed with the rain and dripped onto the stone slab. Smudged into a streak of blood, and then dissipated.

A carriage slowly ran over Yunliu's side, and the moment it passed by, a corner of the curtain was lifted.

Shen Qinghou glanced at Yunliu lightly, with a calm expression on his face.

The old lady sitting opposite Shen Qinghou showed disdain, and said with a soft snort: "Girls nowadays really don't have any sense of shame."

Shen Qinghou put down the car curtain, his eyes were dim, and he sighed softly after a long time: "It's just a poor man."

The author has something to say: Sorry for being late again, happy Christmas Eve, remember to eat apples.

感谢在2019-12-2323:29:05~2019-12-2423:10:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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