After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

In the Wuchen Hall, calming incense is burning in the sandalwood stove, and light smoke is floating slowly. There are only a few maidservants left to serve in the hall. The curtains are placed, and it is dark. The fragrance of the medicine in the bedroom is faint, and it is slightly bitter after hearing it for a long time.

The chamberlain quietly entered with a silver plate, lifted the gauze curtain in front of the bedroom, entered the inner room, presented the silver cup in the plate to the bed, and held it up carefully:

"Your Majesty, please use some sweet porridge. It's made with lotus seeds. It's quite sweet."

Chu Yitang was leaning on the head of the bed, with a soft pillow behind him. His brows were pale and gloomy, and his eyelashes were dark, and his black hair fell like a waterfall on his shoulders. His shoulders were thin, his skin was white, and there was no blood on his lips. He took the silver cup, The snow-white fingertips pressed against the carvings, showing a shockingly fragile softness at an inappropriate time.

Xijin was writing a prescription at the desk. The chamberlain glanced at it tremblingly. He felt that the back of the Medicine King did not look very happy. He even wrote with extra force, penetrating the back of the paper and wanting to poke a hole in the paper. Come.

Chu Yitang took two mouthfuls of sweet porridge and lost his appetite, so he put the silver cup on the small table beside the bed. Xijin finished writing the prescription and handed the paper to the waiter expressionlessly to get the medicine. The waiter didn't Dare to delay, grabbed the prescription, walked out of the inner room and went straight to the imperial hospital.

"Has the person been found?"

Chu Yitang took the handkerchief presented by the maid, wiped his lips, and coughed a few more times. His chest rose and fell violently. Xijin had a cold face. Her original intention was to be too lazy to pay attention to him, but she couldn't bear it and just couldn't bear it. road:

"I looked for it, but I couldn't find it. Where is the child? I've searched all over the ghost market, let alone children, there's not even a ghost of a child!"

Chu Yitang folded the handkerchief, held it in his hand, slowly exhaled thoughtfully, and whispered:

"That's all, forget it if you can't find it."

He said this softly, as if he was speaking to himself. Xijin's face turned cold and cold, and her lip line was very tight. She had already scolded Chu Yitang thousands of times in her heart, and she just went to the ghost market. He was in such a terrible state. He had almost lost half of his eyes after he had spent so much effort to heal them, and he still had to look for some child.

Xijin wanted to curse again, but he swallowed the words when they reached his lips. He held back his anger and silently recited "Don't be angry" a million times in his heart, and finally said:

"You should take good care of yourself these days. Yuan Qing won't miss you for three to five days. The Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon. If anything happens again, I won't care about you!"

Chu Yitang was originally in a trance, but he came back to his senses when he heard Xi Jin say the word Dragon Boat Festival and said:

"Has it been decided about Chi Ling's coming to Beijing?"

"It's settled, but it's not all about Chi Ling." Xijin put away the pen and ink on the table and went to open the window. The fragrance of iris outside the window was light and carried the wind into the hall. "Xicheng has been fighting internally for a long time. , now that I have succeeded to the throne, I have come to an end, and this time I came to the capital to express my gratitude."

Chu Yitang listened indifferently, covered his lips and coughed again, his hair on the temples was scattered, and said: "Xicheng sent someone to Beijing, and they happened to meet together at the Dragon Boat Festival banquet. It is one thing to add more rewards, and to add eight exemptions." Let’s pay tribute for a hundred years.”

"Okay, I got it. I'll tell Yuan Qing when I get back." Xijin took out another white silk belt from his sleeve and handed it to Chu Yitang. He sighed, "Wear it when you sleep to nourish your eyes. The horns of the white dragon snake Leather has always been good at nourishing the eyes, so wear it more often when you have nothing to do."

Chu Yitang took the silk belt. It was so thin and delicate that it seemed like nothing in his hand. He smiled, accepted it, and said:

"Let Yuan Qing rest for a while after the Dragon Boat Festival. Haven't you always wanted to take him back to Nanqi Mountain? You can go after the Dragon Boat Festival."

"Why are you going? If he goes, who will take care of all the things for you? What if you are busy day and night and are completely blind?"

Xijin knew that Chu Yitang's eyes were not serious at first, and they had some old diseases from working during the war, but since the incident of Qu Yingshan, Chu Yitang's eyes had completely deteriorated.

He worried too much and didn't take his body seriously at all. Until one day Xijin accidentally discovered that Chu Yitang's eyes had reached the point where he could no longer see the light. He was furious and tried his best to save Chu Yitang. caught this pair of eyes.

Chu Yitang smiled again, turned to look at the lotus pond outside the window, and said:

"We can't always let him behave like this. General Yuan is already old, and he still points Yuan Qing back to fulfill his filial piety."

"If you are filial, you don't need him. It's good if you don't have to be angry with his father. He is still filial." Xi Jin tucked the quilt for him and could clearly see the light green under his eyes. He hesitated to speak, but still tried to persuade him earnestly, "Yitang, just look away. Everything is fate. Don't always embarrass yourself. No one wants it to be like this. You don't want it, and he doesn't want it either."

Chu Yitang's eyes darkened, he curled his fingers tightly, his voice was low and hoarse, his eyes didn't know where they were falling, and they looked hollow, and he said softly:

"I know, Xijin, I know everything."

The lotus leaves in the pool are beautiful, and among the round leaves that fill the pool like a green plate, several slender lotus buds are sparsely picked out, shyly waiting to bloom, and quivering in the wind.

Xi Jin didn't know what to say, so in the end he could only fall silent and never opened his mouth again.

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Riyuan Qing came back early this day. Xijin didn't expect him to come back today. He thought he would go to Tianqiong Pavilion to look for him after dinner. He was overjoyed and hurriedly got up to pick him up:

"Why didn't you say anything when you came back? Have you eaten?"

Yuan Qing waved his hand. He hadn't seen Xijin for several days. He ignored the maid in the room and was busy kissing Xijin on the face:

"Yes, I've had dinner at Tianqiong Pavilion. There's not much going on today, so I'll be back early."

When the maids saw this, they all blushed and lowered their heads. Xijin let him kiss her and smiled gently:

"It's not as good as at home. Come and have a bowl of soup. The freshly cooked lotus root and pork ribs are what you like."

Yuan Qing had not eaten well these days, and the lotus root and pork ribs were cooked by Xi Jin, so he drank two large bowls of them to show his appreciation. At the end, he did not forget to burp twice to express his appreciation.

After bathing in the evening, Yuan Qing leaned against Xijin and talked. Xijin peeled an orange for him, listened to him complain about the things he had encountered these days, and stuffed another orange segment into his mouth.

Yuan Qing chewed, and halfway through his words, he seemed to think of something again and said:

"I have to take time to go back home tomorrow. My dad has asked people to come and ask me several times. I also miss my mother a little."

Xijin tore off the white strips on the orange and said:

"My uncle chased me and asked me several times when I would be coming home, but I always tried to prevaricate him. I'll go back with you tomorrow to save you the trouble of being alone."

Yuan Qing swallowed the orange, lay back on Xi Jin's lap, and said:

"I feel like my dad is closer to you than to me. I wish I could have done this earlier. His original attitude scared me so much that I was almost ready to pack my bags and run away with you."

Xijin gathered the orange peels away from the pile, wiped his hands again, pinched his face, and said:

"It would be a problem if your father was happy. Fortunately, he has been here all these years, but he just can't keep it down. In fact, he doesn't have anything in his heart."

"My father is the only one who is tough-talking, unlike my mother." Yuan Qing felt a little sleepy as he spoke. He tugged on Xi Jin's little finger and spoke vaguely, "She had secretly told me before that she said something about me. If you really marry a daughter-in-law, she may not be as good as you. She said that you are considerate and caring, and you take good care of her and think about everything..."

The sound became increasingly blurry, and the final notes were bitten off. Yuan Qing had already fallen asleep with her head tilted on his lap. Xijin touched his cheek, leaned over and kissed his forehead before going to extinguish the candle. fire.

He has been too tired these days, so let’s let him go today.

Xijin, a considerate and good man, thought so understandingly.