Chapter 19
Shi Yunlin clutched the corner of Qishanlang's clothes, said nothing, and pursed her lips in grievance.
She didn't speak, and Qishan Lang had no idea what she was crying about. She reached out to grab the corner of Qi Shanlang's clothes, causing the quilt in front of her to slip, revealing the marks on her chest.
On the snow-porcelain body, these tiny scratches looked a little dazzling.
Qishanlang stared at the scars on her chest and frowned slowly.
Shi Yunlin reflected on whether she was asking for too much. She warned her in her mind that if she couldn't take the maid, just do it. Just as she comforted herself, she found Qishanlang staring at her suspiciously. She looked down at Qishanlang's gaze in confusion and saw the scratches on her body. She looked at Qishanlang's expression again, and her eyes widened slightly in surprise - Qishanlang didn't know where these scratches on her body came from?
Shi Yunlin hesitated for a moment, then slowly raised her hand, pointing her fingertips at Qishan Lang's face.
Qishan Lang has never been an exquisite nobleman with jade crowns and robes, let alone the habit of shaving every day. For example, at this time, the stubble on the lower half of his face was already very long.
Shi Yunlin poked out a pair of thin legs from the quilt and stepped into her shoes. She stood up, picked up Qishanlang's mink fur cloak from the clothes rack beside the bed and wrapped it around her body, then quickly walked towards the water basin at the door. She bent down and picked up the kettle on the ground and poured half a basin of water. Then she took the dagger, soap, and handkerchief and walked quickly towards Qishan Lang.
She walked back to the bed carrying the water basin, looked at Qishanlang longingly, and said expectantly: "Shall I shave for you?"
This is something Shi Yunlin has wanted to do for a long time.
If possible, she even hoped to use a whetstone to grind the cocoon on the mountain wolf's palm.
Qishanlang glanced at the dagger in Shi Yunlin's hand. That was the eagle wolf dagger he threw to her when they first met.
Seeing that Qishan Lang had no reaction, Shi Yunlin took it as his acquiescence. She placed the basin on the bedside table and pulled the table closer.
She reached out and hugged Qishanlang's arm and gently stepped back, letting him sit on the edge of the bed.
Shi Yunlin has never shaved anyone else's beard. But she had seen the eldest brother's shaving process many times. The eldest brother would always apply fragrant ointments of different flavors on the green stubble. Sometimes he would suddenly turn around, with a face full of foam, and ask her with a smile which one was better. smell.
Shi Yunlin's eyes darkened and she retracted her thoughts. She soaked the soap, held it in her hand, and applied it carefully on Qishanlang's beard.
Qishan Lang thought her movements were too slow, but seeing how serious she looked, he let her go.
After finally applying it, Shi Yunlin made some mental preparations before going to get the dagger.
She walked to the left of Qishan Wolf, and then to the right of Qishan Wolf, looking for the most convenient position. Finally, she stood in front of Qishanlang and bent down, holding the dagger in her hand close to Qishanlang's face, constantly adjusting the angle of the blade.
"shave!"
Shi Yunlin was thinking about changing to a less sharp knife when Qishanlang suddenly made a sound, which startled her. Her hand shook and she almost dropped the dagger in her hand.
Shi Yunlin took a deep breath and thought about what happened on the way to escape. While fleeing for her life, she once thrust an arrow into the heart of a pursuer. You've already done all the killing, so what's the point of shaving your beard? After thinking about it, her nervousness eased a little, and she finally took the knife.
The sharp blade easily cut off the beard. In the silence, Shi Yunlin could only hear the sound of the blade cutting off the beard intermittently. There was also the occasional ticking sound of water drops falling into the basin from the wet handkerchief placed on the edge of the basin.
Gradually, she became less nervous.
She was no longer nervous, so she no longer focused all her attention on the beard in front of her, and she noticed something was wrong with Qishan Lang's gaze, which was a little strange, but also a little familiar.
Shi Yunlin followed Qishanlang's gaze and lowered her head in confusion. Only then did she realize that her belt had been loosened at some point, and her wide black cloak was hanging loosely on both sides. And she was eager to seize the opportunity to shave Qishanlang, wearing only this cloak. She was standing bent over in front of Qishanlang.
Shi Yunlin was suddenly embarrassed. She hurriedly tried to pull the skirt of her clothes, but the blade in her hand was deflected. Blood traces immediately flowed out against the blade, and quickly dripped through the water traces on Qishan Lang's face.
Shi Yunlin exclaimed, the dagger in her hand fell, and she stumbled back half a step.
Qishan Lang caught the dagger she dropped without haste. He tilted his head towards the side where the face was scratched, with the tip of his tongue in his cheek, exploring the scars on his face through the flesh.
He turned the dagger around, handed the handle towards Shi Yunlin, and said, "Continue."
Shi Yunlin looked at him blankly, not daring to reach out to pick it up.
Qishanlang had no choice but to put the dagger into her hand, then grasped her slim waist with one hand, carried her over, and had her kneeling on both sides of his legs. The closer distance allowed Shi Yunlin to clearly see the blood pouring out from the wounds on Qishan Lang's face. As if she had just woken up from a dream, she quickly went to get the handkerchief placed next to the basin and gently wiped the blood on his face.
She wiped it again and again until the wound on Qishanlang's face stopped bleeding. She breathed a sigh of relief before picking up the dagger and wanting to continue.
But she gestured for a long time, looked at Qishanlang with red eyes, and choked: "I, I don't dare anymore..."
Qishan Lang lowered his eyes and pulled Shi Yunlin's loose cloak, gathering it up. Then he held Shi Yunlin's hand holding the dagger and continued shaving.
His movements were too fast and too strong. Shi Yunlin's hand was sandwiched between the murder weapon and his palm, and she was always frightened.
Qishanlang finished shaving in two or three strokes and let go of Shi Yunlin's hand. Shi Yunlin still maintained the position of kneeling astride his lap, too scared to move.
A report from the palace came from outside the door: "General, Lord Su Yu wants to see you."
Qishanlang patted Shi Yunlin's hip, and Shi Yunlin came to her senses and quickly got up from him.
Qi Shanlang stood up, casually turned over Shi Yunlin's mink fur collar, and said, "Get dressed."
After Qishanlang walked out, Shi Yunlin whispered: Who doesn't know how to wear clothes...
But she didn't know Qishan Wolf would come back so soon. When Qishan Wolf came back, she was only half-dressed, so she hurriedly packed herself up, trotted after him, and followed him back to Qishan.
Before leaving, Shi Yunlin reluctantly asked Yeqing and Youlu to go to Changqing Lane. She thought in her mind that Qishanlang was a general who was away all year round, and it was common for him to be away for several months. Maybe he will leave Beijing soon, and then he can take Yeqing and Youlu with him!
On the way, Shi Yunlin was still worried about the future.
She can neither cook nor do laundry. She didn't even do daily tasks like making the bed or cleaning.
She can only comfort herself optimistically that these things are not difficult. She can also do things that others can do...
But there are wolves in Qishan, right? A real four-legged wolf...
Shi Yunlin was led by Qishanlang to ride a horse for a long time. It was so long that her back and butt hurt from sitting there. The black horse stopped, and Shi Yunlin breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she had finally arrived.
Qishanlang carried her down, patted the horse's neck, and the big black horse turned away with a long neigh.
Then, Qishan Wolf continued to move forward.
Shi Yunlin stood there, dazed in the cool winter wind for a moment before realizing that she had not yet reached the Qishan wolf's den. I stopped riding because the road ahead was difficult for horses to walk on.
She looked at Qishanlang again and saw that he had walked some distance away, so she hurriedly followed him. She followed the footprints left by the Qishan wolf on the snow and walked forward.
Unable to walk any longer, she stopped and was surprised to realize that the surrounding shrubs and weeds were taller than her. The cold wind on the mountain blew, causing the weeds to sway here and there, and the long branches scraped against her legs like snakes and insects. She was startled and looked around in panic. As far as she could see, she was surrounded by demonic shrubs and dead branches, and the Qishan Wolf had long since disappeared.
"Qishanlang——" she shouted in horror.
"above."
Shi Yunlin raised her head blankly and saw Qishan Wolf sitting leisurely on a rock protruding from the cliff-like broken wall in front of her, with two long legs hanging down. The cold wind blew the cloak on his body, making it more and more popular. He seemed carefree and carefree.
Shi Yunlin's neck felt sore from watching it. She whispered, "I can't climb up," and then burst into tears.
The last time she cried disgracefully like this was probably when she was two or three years old and ignorant of others.
The cold wind ruffled her hair hanging by her ears, and the hair stuck to the tears on her face. She continued to cry regardless of her grievance.
Qishan Lang jumped up and landed steadily in front of her.
He asked: "Don't you think it's nice here?"
He rarely took the initiative to talk to Shi Yunlin, it was still like this... nonsense.
Shi Yunlin doesn't think it's good here at all. What's so good about it? She just felt that she was so miserable, how could she end up in such a situation. She cried, "There's a snake, it's on my leg!"
Qishan Lang was silent for a moment, then said: "There are no snakes this season."
Shi Yunlin still kept crying. She said nonsense and angry words: "It would be great if a tiger or wild beast rushed over. I would stand in front of you and be bitten to death first. If you die, you might as well not suffer. You might still be able to thank me." My life-saving grace takes care of my family..."
Qishanlang couldn't listen to such a long sentence, but Shi Yunlin was crying and couldn't speak clearly. Qishanlang lowered his head and frowned for a long time before he understood.
He said seriously: "I am here, and the wild beasts dare not come out."
Shi Yunlin pursed her lips and cried even more aggrieved.
Qishanlang asked again seriously: "Do you really want to die?"
Shi Yunlin was stunned for a moment. Qishanlang's serious eyes seemed as if he would give her a ride immediately if she nodded! She quickly cried and shook her head. She doesn't want to die...
Qishanlang stretched out his hand towards Shi Yunlin.
Shi Yunlin sniffed. She had had enough of her little temper and returned to her senses. She silently placed her hand in Qishanlang's palm and was led by him to walk through the lush bushes.
Not long after leaving, Qishan Lang stopped. He held Shi Yunlin's waist, lifted her up, and placed her on a stone on the side of the road. Shi Yunlin stood still, and Qishanlang turned around in front of her.
This was Shi Yunlin's first time standing on a high place to see Qishan Wolf. She was a head taller than him, and it felt strange to finally not have to look up at him.
No need for Qishanlang to say anything, Shi Yunlin obediently hugged his neck and lay on his back.
Next, Shi Yunlin's heart was in her throat, and her hands holding Qishan Lang became tighter and tighter.
The scenery of Qishan Mountain receded quickly before her eyes. The howling of the wind became more arrogant. The golden monkey on the branch tilted its head curiously to look at her. Before she could take a closer look at the monkey, the man had already jumped far away.
Shi Yunlin couldn't figure out how Qishanlang managed to carry her on his back and easily jump up to a rock that was taller than her.
Does he have human legs?
The rocks are steep and the trees are swaying due to the cold wind, but Qishan Wolf's back is very stable. Shi Yunlin put her face on his back, no longer so afraid, and looked around curiously.
It was almost dark and finally arrived.
A very inconspicuous wooden house. Not even a light.
Shi Yunlin was cold and tired. When she sat down on the bed, she realized that it was a stone bed. Fortunately, it was covered with thick tiger skin, so it was not too cold and hard. She looked around the dimly lit room curiously.
This is the den of Qishan Wolf.
She actually thought it was okay, at least it wasn't a cave.
When Qishan Wolf came in from the outside, he saw Shi Yunlin curled up into a small ball and sleeping on the tiger skin.
Qishanlang's habit of reaching out to pull her clothes stopped. She cried a lot today and was tired. She was also injured last night and the swelling probably hasn't subsided yet. This night, Qishan Lang did not touch Shi Yunlin for the first time.
At night, Shi Yunlin woke up from the cold.
She was so cold that she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Finally, she looked pitifully at the Qishan Wolf beside her.
His body is always hot.
Shi Yunlin hesitated for a long time, then carefully moved into Qishanlang's arms.
Qishanlang opened his eyes.
