When Shen Yinxiao stepped into the house where the two had a tryst before, the tangy smell of medicine greeted him.
This house is not big. There is a screen wall as soon as you enter the door. The courtyard for planting flowers and plants is at the back, connected to the bedroom where the owner lives. You can see the scenery of the courtyard when you open the window.
It is not suitable for entertaining friends, but is only suitable for the owner to live in. Generally speaking, it is a separate courtyard for the owner to rest.
Since her blind date with Li You, she has never set foot here again. When she came back after many days, everything was still the same as before. She walked through the moon cave door skillfully and walked to the bedroom door.
The door was ajar, so she pushed it open gently and looked inside.
The setting sun passed through the carved window and fell mottledly on the bedside. A slender hand with clear joints stretched out from the edge of the bed, and its well-defined fingertips hung down lazily, letting the colorful light and shadow jump on it. Hair flows down from the edge of the bed like silk, covering the small half of the pear wood footrest. Beside it, a cup of decoction that has reached the bottom is resting quietly on the curved foot stool beside the bed.
The boots were lying on the edge of the bed, and the coat was still stained with blood and had not been washed. It was thrown in a mess on the beauty's couch under the window.
Sure enough, he was sick.
Shen Yinxiao stood at the door, hesitant.
The person on the bed took an impatient breath, moved his hands in the light and shadow, held his forehead with his fingers, and without looking back, his voice sounded a little tired: "I told you, get out."
"It's me." She whispered and walked closer.
The person on the bed stiffened.
"Get out!" He suddenly sat up and shouted at her sternly.
Shen Yinxiao's steps froze, and his hands subconsciously tightened the silk ribbon around his waist.
"Don't go out yet! Wei Ning!" Wei Cheng's voice was hoarse, like a sound coming from the ground.
"No need to call him, I'll just go by myself."
Shen Yinxiao sneered, no longer willing to stand here and be chased away. When he turned around, he added without saltiness: "If I had known that my coming would be unnecessary, I shouldn't have come. Don't blame Brother Wei. He is loyal and considers you, but he can't see clearly, misunderstood our relationship, and asked me to eat your food for nothing."
There was a soft "ding-dong" sound, and a black jade hairpin falling from the bed to the ground.
Wei Ning, who was hiding outside, didn't know what was going on inside and was still looking around. She glared at Wei Ning, turned around and went out quickly, closing the door behind her.
Seeing that the person he had finally found was about to leave again, Wei Ning flew in front of her and begged in a low voice: "Madam, calm down, Shaojun is sick, so it is reasonable to have a little temper. Madam, I have wronged you, Shaojun." I've been burning all day today and haven't eaten yet. When my wife comes, I'll try to persuade you to eat something before leaving."
Shen Yinxiao said with a sullen face: "Brother Wei wants him to eat, so I'd better persuade him myself, or he'll eat on his own if he's very hungry. I'm not an appetizing hawthorn pill. I might stand in front of him and he'll vomit if he doesn't eat."
After thinking about it, she had some questions: "He didn't go back with you yesterday, so why is he so sick?"
Wei Ning opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything: "Young Master... I guess it's because the wound was inflamed, and he didn't get enough rest, that's why he started to have a fever."
Wei Ning was a little confused and didn't know why he suddenly behaved like this. Hearing the "ping ping ping ping" sound coming from the room, he just felt that he should calm down Shen Yinxiao first and then say: "Madam, sit in the courtyard for a while, I'll go Let’s see what’s going on with Young Jun. If Young Jun really can’t get up today, I’ll take my wife back myself.”
Shen Yinxiao was speechless and sat down on the stone bench in the yard.
The trees in the yard grow densely, and the rich shade covers the heads, the birds return to their nests, and the sun sets in the west.
This tree was an elm tree that Wei Chenggang had bought the house and spent a lot of money to transplant. Shen Yinxiao thought that a noble man like him would like Yao, Huang, Wei Zi, pear blossom, rosewood, and Zhilan jade trees to be planted all over the courtyard.
I never expected to transplant a humble elm tree.
At that time, Wei Cheng dropped his book bag and quoted a line from the Book of Songs: "There are pivots in the mountains, and elms in the sky."
He also said: "If there is a famine, you can take the bark, roots, leaves, and flowers of the elm tree as powder and eat it as food to fill your stomach."
Probably because he had been in the military battlefield for many years and was often short of water and food, Wei Cheng lacked the squeamishness and glitz that a young man from an aristocratic family should have. Even if he planted a tree, he would consider whether he could eat it.
She curiously picked up an elm leaf that fell on the ground and wanted to know what the taste of the tree he could eat was in his mouth. She blew on the ashes and took a bite. The bitter taste exploded between her lips and teeth. She frowned. Spit it out.
Wei Ning opened the door and invited her in.
She threw the leaves away and went inside.
Wei Cheng didn't know when he combed his hair. His black hair was tied loosely behind his head with a dark green hair tie, hanging down. He put on a moon-white loose uniform, with the collar slightly open, revealing his wheat-colored body. He was leaning against a soft pillow, with his intact left hand holding a volume of book. The long eyebrows that slanted into his temples were dark and thick, and there was still misty moisture at the ends of his eyebrows and eyes.
Except for his face being a little red and slightly swollen, he looked a little more bookish than usual.
She came in and stopped a few steps beside the bed. Only then did Wei Cheng seem to notice her.
He raised his eyes, glanced at her, and put the book aside casually.
"Why are you here?" He frowned slightly, raised his hand and rubbed his temples, "Sit down."
The medicine cup on the bent stool had been cleaned up. Shen Yinxiao smoothed down her skirt and sat down. Looking at him, she always felt that there was something wrong between him and just now. It was clear that he had his back to her and he didn't let her see his face clearly. But she just felt there was a change.
"Why did you ask me to go out just now?"
She said slightly angrily: "Now you want me to come in again."
He frowned, "There are no rules, you and I are mine, what should you call me?"
It's not like I haven't called him by his first name before, and I haven't seen him take it so seriously every time.
"Young Master..."
The corners of his lips curled up quietly, and he said "hmm" casually.
She asked again: "Why did Mr. Cai suddenly ask me to go out?"
Wei Cheng paused with his fingers on his forehead, and then said after a while: "It's nothing."
A thunder bomb suddenly fell, and the sudden strong wind swept in three or four fallen leaves in the courtyard. The thunder rumbled for several times, like a goddess from the sky beating a big drum.
Vaguely seeing that he seemed to be trembling, Shen Yinxiao stood up and closed the window.
"It's going to rain heavily, just rest here for the night." He didn't look at her, picked up the book on the pillow, turned another page, and ordered calmly.
"My family will be worried."
"I'll ask Wei Ning to inform them."
She was discouraged and sat languidly. Wei Cheng didn't say anything, as if the writing in his hand was really wonderful and he couldn't take his eyes off it.
When the sky was getting dark and the drum-like rainstorm hit the leaves on the roof, she simply stood up, threw all the clothes on the beauty's couch aside, took off her shoes, and lay down on it.
When the beauty's bed heard even and thin cat-like purring, Wei Cheng finally put down the book in his hand and looked at her with a complicated expression.
She didn't sleep well all night, and she really fell asleep tonight. The back of Hei Bulaqiu's head was facing him. For a long time, he unconsciously raised the corners of his lips. His eyes were softer than even he had seen before. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed. , he lifted up the brocade quilt, gently draped it on her body, and tucked the quilt tightly little by little.
Wei Ning pushed the door open and came in, just in time to see his slightly smiling side face, with silky black hair hanging on his shoulders. He bent slightly and gently stroked the sleeping girl's cheek with his fingers, stopping at the corner of her beautiful lips and pointing. Wipe the abdomen with the juice of the elm leaves.
Wei Ning paused, lowered his head, took a step back, and was about to close the door.
In the blink of an eye, Wei Cheng had already retracted his hand and stood up straight, as if it was just Wei Ning's illusion.
He made a gesture to signal Wei Ning to come in.
Wei Ning came in quietly. He had already walked behind the case and sat down.
"Did you come out of trial?" He picked up the cold tea on the table and took a sip, his hoarse voice regaining some clarity.
"After the interrogation, I was greeted and used sixteen sets of torture instruments before I confessed Mrs. Xu."
