I'm here to find my son

At the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, the temperature changes suddenly, and the first snow falls far away in the sky, like a small fluff, which is not very cool on the body.

But this year's snow, after all, came too early.

"How is it?" Li Xingzhi stood beside the bed, staring straight at the old doctor giving Nan Zimu his pulse.

The old doctor avoided Master Hou's terrifying gaze, closed his eyes and shook his head.

"It's the plague, my lord."

The blood on Li Xingzhi's face receded like a tide, and he felt that all his bones were frozen, and he couldn't even move his throat.

Even though he already had the answer in his heart, but he hadn't heard the doctor's diagnosis, he still had that little hope.

A long time after the doctor left, Li Xingzhi was still in a daze. The pain had been wiped away in the past three days. The doctor's words fell into Lord Hou's chest together with despair, shaking his sluggish heart.

"All right." Nan Zimu was always calm, at least in front of Li Xingzhi. He shook his hand, "Hug me."

Li Xingzhi once thought that he was doomed to die in the same place, but Nan Zimu's voice still awakened his consciousness, he pulled off his boots casually, and climbed onto Nan Zimu's bed without taking off his coat for the first time.

Master Hou gently hugged him, and the two of them pressed their foreheads together. Nan Zimu's breath hit him on the face lightly. Li Xingzhi felt his nose itch and wanted to cry.

It's a pity that his eyes were dry, and he could only feel pure grief, but he couldn't shed a single tear.

His little fairy has just accepted him, and he doesn't hate him anymore. He knows his taste by heart, so how can he be willing to give up?

He has just touched Nan Zimu's soft heart, but this heart will stop beating soon...

Hou Ye said that he would be with Nan Zimu all the time, but he broke his promise on the first day of diagnosis.He began to be afraid of seeing Nan Zimu, and he couldn't even smell any traditional Chinese medicine. Time locked Nan Zimu's neck and Li Xingzhi's throat tightly.

When Hongyu went to look for Li Xingzhi, she saw him sitting in the yard, staring at the cloud of air in front of her, wondering what she was thinking.

She said: "My lord just woke up and didn't see you, so he asked me where you were. I said you were in a daze in the yard, or I told you to go in, but he shook his head and said no."

Li Xingzhi took a deep breath: "Is he still awake?"

"After drinking the medicine, I fell asleep again." Hongyu saw red blood silk cobwebs covering Li Xingzhi's eyes, it seemed that Master Hou hadn't slept well recently.But Hongyu was very puzzled by Li Xingzhi's deliberate avoidance. Now, with the grown-ups, he only sees each other and rarely sees each other. How could he, Li Jing, deliberately avoid him?

Hongyu tightened her lips, and said harshly: "Master Hou's feelings for us adults are nothing more than that, they are all dying anyway, for Master Hou, he has no value to continue liking, right?"

Li Xingzhi's hands trembled, and he fell back heavily, his voice hoarse: "It's not that I don't want to see him."

"What's that?" Hongyu asked.

He dare not.When a tragedy has become a given, Li Xingzhi can't accept the fact that he can only watch Nan Zimu gradually weaken, and finally the ashes return to the ashes.

This feeling of powerlessness followed him all the time when he saw Nan Zimu, and he was about to be tormented mad by the words "powerless".

Hou Ye's eyes were red: "If I look at him a few more times, I will lose control."

If he wanted to kill everyone in the world, why should his Nan Zimu suffer from the thousands of people alive?

He wanted to kill himself and Huanxi too, without them, there would be no future.

"..." Hongyu's skin was aroused by his eyes, and the murderous intent and hostility in Master Hou's brows made her retreat almost unconsciously.

It seems that what the lord said is correct, tomorrow must lead this Lord Hou to the temple to give the monks a salvation.

At this time, Nan Zimu was wrapped in a cloak, leaned on the wall and came out, frowning, "Li Xingzhi."

Hou Ye jumped up from the stone chair and trotted over to help Nan Zimu. Hou Ye was a little angry: "Why did you come out by yourself? It's windy outside, and the sun isn't even visible today, let's go in..."

Nan Zimu interrupted him: "If I don't come out by myself, Lord Hou might not want to see me until I die."

"..."

"Sorry, I'm just..."

The fluffy snow was getting bigger and bigger, falling on Nan Zimu's forehead, and instantly melting into water.

Li Xingzhi picked him up horizontally, strode back into the room, and then pushed him on the bed, "Are you freezing?"

After finishing speaking, Master Hou picked up a dry soft towel and gently wiped his face.

Nan Zimu's face buried in the fluff of the cloak was bloodless and pale, but his lips were dyed bright red by the continuous hot spots.He leaned over and pressed lightly on Master Hou's cold lips: "No, it's so hot."

"Does it hurt?"

"It's not uncomfortable." Nan Zimu thought for a moment, and then said, "I'm uncomfortable if I don't do it."

The corner of Li Xingzhi's mouth twitched, and the corners of his eyes drooped unconsciously: "Okay, I won't go anywhere from now on, I'll stay here with you."

Nan Zimu originally didn't want Hou Ye to spend all his time on himself, but he had just closed his eyes when he suddenly felt thirsty, and there was no one in the room, so he staggered up and down by himself, and then Looking at the half-open window, he saw the distorted expression on Li Xingzhi's face.

When facing himself, Master Hou was always gentle and couldn't be more gentle, so after seeing the hostility in his eyes, Nan Zimu was really taken aback, and then he said badly, this little bastard might go mad .

"In a few days, it will be the day when Xiao Zhen will be buried." Li Xingzhi untied Nan Zimu's cloak and wrapped him in the quilt. He knew that Nan Zimu would not go, so he could only say, "If you don't raise your spirit Better, then I can only carry you on my back."

Nan Zimu chuckled lightly: "Then I'd better not."

Li Xingzhi said with a sad face, "Would it be enough for you to say a few words to curse yourself? If you are not well then, I will tie you to the bed, and you will never go anywhere."

Nan Zimu was still smiling.

The night before Xiaozhen's burial, Lord Hou suddenly received news that the Huns army had suddenly appeared on the other side of the border, and the Huns army on the other side seemed to have made a perfect plan. The Wanjun played around in circles, so that they could not escape at all, let alone take into account the Xiongnu soldiers and horses who went straight to the sky/chapo at the other end.

Nan Zimu had a severe headache, but he still said unhurriedly: "The 30 Xiongnu must be carefully selected elite soldiers, otherwise how could they still play around with our [-] troops after so long."

"Recently, the weather has turned cold, and there are not many water sources in the desert. The only water source behind our army is about to enter the dry season. If the weather gets colder, there will be only a few water sources left. Once it freezes and is covered with snow, it will be in the middle of nowhere. The situation of the weak Japanese army is even more unfavorable." Li Xingzhi said with a headache.

Nan Zimu put his face on the back of Lord Hou's hand to cool down: "This time, the heaven/challenge is sure to escape death, and there is no talent available in the court. The old emperor will definitely ask Lord Hou to conscript himself. I hope you can turn the tide."

Li Xingzhi said expressionlessly, "He's dying soon."

"Ok?"

"Last night, a little eunuch came to Lord Hou's mansion, saying that the emperor called me into the palace urgently, and revealed to me that the emperor was seriously ill. The little eunuch said: 'The doctor said it will be tonight'."

Nan Zimu nodded his hand, and Li Xingzhi switched to the other hand and posted it to him: "Well...then why didn't you go? You didn't go out last night."

Li Xingzhi wrote lightly: "I don't want to go."

"why?"

He felt that although the old emperor loved him since he was a child, one of them lived in the palace and the other in the prince's mansion, and the chances of meeting him were few and far between.It was only after his father died that he met the old emperor more frequently.

It must be nonsense for Master Hou to say that he has no feelings for this grandpa, but the feelings are really limited.

He Li Xingzhi is benevolent and ruthless, his heart is so big, half of it is given to his parents, and half is given to Nan Zimu and Huanxi, there is really no room for him. Dear grandpa.

Li Xingzhi even felt that his respect for him was more than his affection for him as his elder.

Besides... Nan Zimu's current situation is also facilitated by the old emperor. Lord Hou is extremely stingy, it's already good that the old man didn't hate him to death.

"No reason." Li Xingzhi kissed Nan Zimu's cheek lightly, "What's so interesting about the old man, why don't you see more of you."

"Slick tongue." Nan Zimu laughed, "But Lord Hou, whether it is the emperor's decree or not, you are the only one who is capable of this general."

Li Xingzhi nodded lightly, expressing his understanding: "Don't worry, I won't get emotional when it comes to family and country affairs, and I can't just watch the Huns invade and harm my people."

After finishing speaking, he took off the wet cloth strip from Nan Zimu's forehead and replaced it with a new one, then said seriously: "This time you and Huanxi go with me, I won't leave you guys behind again."

I won't leave you anymore, so don't leave me too, okay?Master Hou didn't say these provocative words, but he kept questioning himself in his heart.

If he had taken Nan Zimu away, how could these things have happened?

It's a pity that there was no if at the beginning.

"Hongyu said that she can conjure a carriage, which looks the same as other carriages on the surface, but it doesn't shake like other carriages." Li Xingzhi said with a smile, "So you don't have to worry, even if you are on the road, you You can also sleep well."

"Yeah." Nan Zimu raised his hand and poked Hou Ye's upturned mouth, "Smile more, I like it when you smile."

Hou Ye was recently superseded by Hong Yu's bunny-dressed monk. Although his heart is still depressed, he will deliberately pretend to be relaxed in front of Nan Zimu.

Hongyu said: "Our lord only has this little time left, and you still show a resentful face every day, isn't it just making him sad?"

Master Hou thought so deeply, and every day when Nan Zimu was asleep, he held a small bronze mirror to practice smirking.

One time, Huanxi walked in quietly, wanting to give the bamboo dragonfly she bought on the way to Nan Zimu, but she bumped into Li Xingzhi who was smiling strangely at the bronze mirror.

"Ah...Father?" Huanxi froze in place, thinking that this must not be crazy.

Li Xingzhi put down the bronze mirror in embarrassment, coughed lightly: "Is there something wrong?"

Huanxi handed him the bamboo dragonfly, and said incoherently: "I want to give this to daddy. Is daddy still sleeping now? Since he is still sleeping, then... then I will go to study first!"

Before Li Xingzhi opened his mouth to explain, the child disappeared.

Li Xingzhi: "..."