Brother's Road to Promotion

When the rooster crowed, Song Yu, who was in a light sleep because of being disturbed, felt as if he was hugging a stove in his arms. It was so hot that he almost threw out the thing that was tightly attached to his arms.

Opening his eyes in the unbearable, he remembered what was in his arms, but there was indeed something wrong with the boy who was being held in his arms against the guest.

Song Yu reached out and touched Jiang Yu's face, the temperature of the tentacles was really hot.

Isn't this kid sick? ?

For a moment, Song Yu was a little dazed.

Song Yu was not related to anyone in his previous life, and he was always alone in the end. As a prince, he was not allowed to leave the capital without an edict. He lived a chic life and spared his life. What kind of affairs, he lived his rich and luxurious life in peace and stability, with minor injuries and minor pains, and never had serious illnesses or serious pains.

Later, as the emperor, he rarely had any free time. With such a status, he usually served as a servant like a cloud. Let him take care of it himself.

In this way, it is understandable that he couldn't think of how to deal with Jiang Yu who was hot but trembling at this time.

In fact, Song Yu saw his mother Lin as a person who drank the wind and drink the dew, and others saw him as the same.

It's just that he is more open-minded than Lin's.

High fever, no imperial doctor or medicine at this time, how to reduce fever?

"Chengxing, light a fire." Song Yu gave instructions to the corner of the room as a matter of course, without the conscious awareness of disturbing people's dreams.

Immediately, Zhuo Chengxing responded weakly but respectfully from the dark corner: "Yes, my lord."

But after a while, the yellow-orange fire once again illuminated the small cabin in the deep mountain.

Seeing Song Yu staring at the person in front of him, Zhuo Chengxing also shifted his gaze to the person on the ground who was only showing the back of his head in a small ball, so he couldn't make such a big noise?

"What's the matter?" He didn't dare to get closer, he just sat on one side and asked.

Looking at the burning young man curled up in the quilt, Song Yu was a little annoyed, and he didn't know how to deal with it, and he didn't believe that Zhuo Chengxing would know, so he didn't say anything.

After thinking for a while, Song Yu stretched out his hand to lift off the quilt on the young man, ready to undress him.

Seeing this, Zhuo Chengxing immediately shouted: "Hey, wait a minute, young master, look at me, a living person."

If you don't pay attention to it, then there should be a degree!

You have to look at the occasion when you strip clothes!

Song Yu frowned and said, "You have a fever, what are you calling for?"

Probably because of the quilt being lifted, Jiang Yu trembled even more with his eyes closed, and murmured "cold".

Zhuo Chengxing really didn't expect it, but even so, he shouldn't take off his clothes in front of his eyes, "She shouted cold."

The bodyguards who can serve next to the prince are all selected from the clan members or the family of the military officer. Naturally, their status is not low. It is common to be injured and bleed. Only after practice will they be appointed. Compared with Song Yu, they are in the same boat as taking care of people.

For a big man, it's not a big deal to have a fever, and it's a good man to drink medicine and sweat, but if it's a girl, he doesn't know it.

Oh sweat!

Zhuo Chengxing suddenly said: "Just cover her and sweat."

"Really?" Song Yu was a little skeptical.

When Zhuo Chengxing was asked, he hesitated, "Probably."

In the middle of the night, there is no other way, "Then let's do this, you burn the fire up."

Anyway, that fish is also shouting cold, probably it will be better if it is hot and sweating! ?Song Yu thought irresponsibly.

Moved the person near the firepit, and gave the thin quilt to the person who kept shouting cold, Song Yu wanted to get up and leave. After all, although the spring night was cold, Song Yu was young after all, and he felt hot when he was near the firepit for a while. no.

It's just that Song Yu reckoned that the fleeting time would be unfavorable, so he came back with a big trouble after leaving the door.

People are always the most vulnerable when they are sick. Jiang Yu's eyes are red when he is emotionally broken during the day, but now he closes his eyes, the tears are falling happily, and he shouts cold for a while, and calls him son for a while. After a while, he called Song Yu again, with that frowning and weak face, Zhuo Chengxing, who was watching from the side, couldn't bear it.

Hesitantly said to Song Yu, who was indifferent, "Why don't you, my lord, coax you?"

Song Yu said indifferently, "Go."

Zhuo Chengxing was really shocked this time, and shook his head wildly: "No, no, no... I can't tell what to say between men and women."

What's more, this woman is the woman of his immediate boss. At this time, Jiang Yu only cried a few times, and it's not like he's about to die. No matter what, Zhuo Chengxing won't step forward.

"The fish is a man."

"Master, are you saying that you think I'm stupid?"

"I'm serious."

"I'm not stupid, my lord."

"My lord, I command you to go."

"My lord, forgive me, and I forgive my subordinates for being difficult to obey this time."

"..."

Looking at Zhuo Chengxing's idiot, Song Yu was so choked up that he had nothing to say. He couldn't just take off Jiang Yu's clothes to be serious with Zhuo Chengxing, so he could only helplessly say: "You are really a fool .”

The stars are gradually disappearing, and the dawn is breaking, and the hazy morning light shines through the windows that have not been closed all night, clearly illuminating everything in the wooden house.

Jiang Yu was a little at a loss looking at the handsome man who was close at hand, who had been lingering in his dreams for most of the night last night.

The man's brows were tightly furrowed, and his closed eyes looked quite unhappy.

Jiang Yu didn't remember when he was in Song Yu's arms, but he still remembered that he took the initiative to come to Song Yu's side in the middle of the night.

He glanced at Song Yu's unhappy face with some guilt, and felt self-aware that maybe he had disturbed his sleep.

With this thought in mind, in case the man woke up and troubled him, Jiang Yu carefully retreated from his arms, and after such a movement, he broke out in a cold sweat again.

A few sporadic sparks were shining in the fire pond, emitting a slight residual heat.

Jiang Yu looked at the two people who were still in the room, and got up lightly, Guangguo's feet stepped on the carpeted floor without making a sound, carefully closed the wooden door, and picked up the hem of his clothes. Find the way to the pool where you washed last night.

In the originally quiet wooden house, Zhuo Chengxing, who was sleeping in the corner, moved.

"It's still a little cold in the mountains and forests in the morning."

"so what."

"Well, it's easy to catch a cold..."

"It's none of my business."

Song Yu's voice was calm, and Zhuo Chengxing couldn't figure out whether he cared or not?

As Zhuo Chengxing said, the mountains in the early morning are indeed a bit chilly. Jiang Yu's clothes are damp and his body is sticky. In addition to his body aching and weakness in his hands and feet, he realizes after a little thought that he might be the person from yesterday. Burned up late.

He didn't delay, he found his underwear, shoes and socks, and the soap horns that were discarded there, and hurried back with the cotton towel.

Everything grows in spring, wild vegetables can be seen everywhere in the forest, Jiang Yu picked a couple of them at random.

When they went back, they didn't dare to disturb the two people who were still quiet in the main house. They went to the side room to find a fire pocket, lit the fire left over from last night in front of the house again, and dried their dewy panties, shoes and socks together. On the side, I found some stones and threw them into the fire, and cleaned the iron pot that was cooked last night, put it on the fire, and boiled a pot of hot water.

Mixed cold water into a wooden basin, took it into the side room to scrub, put on the mountain coat, and dried the wet underwear and trousers on the side of the fire.

After washing the wild vegetables, I took out the rice and cooked a pot of wild vegetable porridge, and ate it by myself without waiting for the people in the house.

Hearing that there was finally movement in the house, Jiang Yu hurriedly took out a few stones from the fire, collected his clothes and trousers and took them to the side room, and used the residual heat of the stones to iron and change the dirty clothes and trousers that were still damp. superior.

Now, Jiang Yu can only try to make himself less ill.

When Jiang Yu finished everything and came out, Song Yu and the others had already taken care of themselves and stood at the door, but they didn't ask Jiang Yu to make porridge.

Song Yu seemed to be in a bad mood, with a gloomy expression on his face.

Jiang Yu kindly served him the porridge with wild vegetables.

At this moment, Jiang Yu changed into his original clothes, his long black hair was casually tied behind his head, his face was full of peach blossom eyes, he looked completely no longer like the little beggar that Zhuo Chengxing said yesterday.

I just thought it was some handsome young master, but the light in those eyes was too docile.

Song Yu took a look at Jiang Yu, but didn't say anything, but to save face, Zhuo Chengxing didn't hesitate to do it himself when he saw this.

After a quiet breakfast, Song Yu took the lead and walked down the mountain.

The sky is bright, the birds in the forest are chirping, and the wind blowing in the forest in the early morning is unusually fresh.

Jiang Yu lived in the mountains and forests for a few months, and he lost his sense of the scenery after seeing too much, not to mention all kinds of thoughts in his mind at this time.

Now that he escaped from the Jiang family again, unless he really can't survive, he doesn't want to marry a spoiled concubine and destroy his wife anyway. A man who can be his father when he is old will be his stepmother, no matter whether the man is from a family of officials or not. .

It's just that he still has no way to guide him now, no household registration, and no one will hire him when he enters the city. If he is found by the patrols in the city, he will either be sent back to Jiang's family, or sent to work as a coolie. If he does not find another way out , Jiang Yu has no other choice but to hide in the mountain hut.

Waiting for when the royal family will amnesty the world and allow the refugees to settle down, so that they can appear in front of people with integrity?

It's just that when will he have to wait, or in other words, how can he wait until he has no money.

Jiang Yu looked at the man in white walking in front of him, and made his next decision in his heart.