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Chang Ming: The old driver taught you how to coax a man.

Chang Ming hurried in, crossed the screen and opened the curtain, and he saw Yijing lying motionless on the bed, with a pair of eyes staring at him, and then he found that there was a scar on Yijing's arm. There were a few scratches, thick bandages were wrapped around the waist and abdomen, strands of blood could be seen faintly, Jiang Changming immediately exclaimed in fright.

"What's wrong with you?! Who hurt you like this? Why didn't you tell me?!" Chang Ming said, he went to rummage through the cabinets, found all the medicines in large bottles and cans, and put them on the side of the bed in a hurry. Yijing was about to be given medicine on the stool.

But Yijing just snorted softly, and didn't agree to him, seeing that he opened the bottle and stained with cotton, he even turned his head away.

Chang Ming didn't seem to care about his expression, but instead nagged: "When you come back, you have a cold face, still restless, walk here and look there, don't talk about your injuries and don't rest, you are old and don't worry about it. Know how to take care of your body..."

As he spoke, he lightly touched the wound on Yijing's hand with the cotton, and saw Yijing's fingers moved slightly, and was about to persuade him twice, but unexpectedly, Yijing's body moved, and he turned over to face the wall, leaving him only a little back back.

"Don't worry about it, just look at your gate."

Chang Ming immediately got angry and wanted to curse, but after thinking about the cause and effect of this, he calmed down and said, "What's wrong with you? Who made you unhappy? No matter how unhappy you are, you can't be so casual Moving around, in case the wound is torn again, Mr. Luqiu..."

"Hum!" Chang Ming could hear the sound with absolute certainty.

Chang Ming silently moved forward, touched his arm, and asked in a low voice with guilt: "Are you angry with me?"

"Otherwise who else would it be!" Yijing replied angrily.

Chang Ming thought in his heart that if you weren't injured, he would beat you beyond recognition to let you know what it would be like to talk back to Lao Tzu.

"Okay, okay, I'm still hurt, when will I get better when I get angry again?" Chang Ming never thought that he would coax anyone with such soft words, "I won't dare next time, I really don't dare Yes, can't I obediently guard the door? Lie down and I'll give you medicine."

"Hum!" It was this again.

"Okay, okay, no medicine, it's so late, have you eaten yet? Shall I prepare it for you?"

"Is the food you cook for people to eat?" Yijing taunted him at the top of his voice.

"Then if I don't cook, I'll find some for you. Can't I drag Xingcheng Chenying up and cook for you?"

"They don't talk to you."

"Then it's okay for me to beat people?" Chang Ming couldn't laugh or cry: "Or else he will tie up his son and daughter and let them cook! Tell me, what do you want to eat?"

It was only then that Yijing was willing to turn his head halfway to see him.

"I want to eat rabbit, the one with red oil, spicy enough!"

"That won't work!" Chang Ming flatly vetoed, "You are so injured and still dare to eat spicy food! You can only eat light food!"

Yijing turned his head back angrily.

"You don't love me! You don't even let me eat rabbits!"

"Why don't I feel sorry for you anymore!" Chang Ming got angry and stood up suddenly, "I'm not trying to coax you, Xing Sheng brought me up from a young age, and I never talked to him like that!"

"Then you still don't let me eat rabbits!"

"You are injured and can't eat spicy food!" Chang Ming wanted to bang his head against the wall, "I'll catch rabbits and cook rabbit soup, okay?"

"Rabbit soup is tasteless, I don't like it, you just don't feel sorry for me!" Yijing didn't even turn his eyes, his voice became more and more aggrieved as he spoke.

Chang Ming sat down on the side of the bed dejectedly, thinking of reaching out to touch Yijing's cheek, but was beaten back by Yijing's wave of his hand halfway, so he had to press his shoulders and forcefully turn him over to look at him.

"God, sorry, go and dig Xingcheng here. If he knows that I coax you like this, he will be scared out of his wits! Listen to me once, eat something light, and I will eat tiger meat when you recover from your injury." Catch it for you."

Yijing stared at him for a while with his mouth squinted, but still stubbornly turned his head away.

Chang Ming felt that he was lost.

"Also talk about your elder brother! He said he knew everything, but you still don't want to tell me what's in your heart, why do you love your gentleman so much?"

"I really can't open my mouth..." Chang Ming said to Yijing in an almost pleading tone, but he raised his eyes to see the other party's full of bitterness, so he could only sigh: "How do you ask me to speak? Do I want to say just Because I am the commander of the Jiangyuan Battalion, I am not likable, Ye Xiang is just because he obeys my orders and trains well, so he will be wronged like this..."

No matter how much he said, Chang Ming couldn't continue, instead, he turned his back to not look at Yijing.

"So you feel guilty?" Yijing asked him.

Chang Ming didn't nod or shake his head.

Yijing reached out from behind, grabbed his wrist, and clasped his fingers together.

"Why do you pretend to be strong in front of me? Do you say that you are tired and you are sad, and I will blame you?"

"The Seventh Battalion Commander is so sad and tired... But the more I think about those things, I..." The more Chang Ming spoke, the more speechless he became.

Yijing supported the edge of the bed and sat up, hugging the person back into his arms.

"I've thought about it for a long time, and I can't bear Boren to be injured and die because of you. There is nothing wrong with you if you act in a hurry. Others have forced you to such a degree, but you are not without fault for stealing and imitating your name. The commander of the army cannot Selfishness, right now is not the time to get to the bottom of it... The Commander can only watch you feel wronged..."

"I know..." Chang Ming said in a muffled voice, taking a bite on his chest.

"With such a long life, who hasn't been wronged? Even if you kick a stone on the side of the road, you feel uncomfortable. Why can't you tell me when you get home?"

"Growing up so much, because of a small matter, I am wronged at this time and at that time. Isn't it just as hopeless as Xing Sheng?"

Yijing knew in his heart that Changming's greatest grievance was that even if there were earth-shattering changes, they could only be regarded as insignificant.

"It's not worthless. Everyone has this kind of time. What do your qualifications count? I have experienced countless small ups and downs. How can I not be considerate of you?"

"What are you talking about?" Chang Ming pushed him away, "It's like you've become a doctor after a long illness."

"To you, I am," Yijing said shamelessly, "What experience can you have that I don't have?"

"Have you ever been slept by someone?" Chang Ming casually picked one up, "The kind that is marked to have children."

Yijing was so angry that he didn't want to talk to him anymore.

"I'm talking nonsense without being exposed!"

"Humph!"

"Okay, stop humming." Chang Ming rubbed up on him again, "Don't be angry when I was wrong..."

The two tossed and tossed for a while, and Chang Ming finally smoothed the big cat's fur, but the big cat shamelessly turned over and exposed its belly, asking Chang Ming to scratch it, Chang Ming could only let it go. He hangs on himself.

"But you, a Xingzhu, have never had such an experience." Chang Ming pouted.

"Why not?" Yijing moved his shoulders left and right, "They can use their own rules to interfere with Jiang Yuan, and of course they can also interfere with Xing Zhu. Just like the fallacy that Jiang Yuan must obey Xing Zhu's words, they will also say Xingzhu should be strong in his actions, know everything, and don’t bow his head to ask for advice—but I have to admit that because I am Xingzhu, even if I have done a lot of wrong things, I can use this excuse to avoid it.”

Seeing this, Chang Ming turned him around and rubbed his shoulders.

"This world has always been like this. If there are words to threaten someone to be weak, there are words to force someone to be strong. But Xingzhu is only a human being. Even Gan Yi, who is an extremely human minister, still neglects martial arts. Even if he strictly disciplines Prince Xingzhu, It can't be avoided that one mistake will cause eternal hatred, and who would have thought that the most ordinary Hesheng back then would kill the royal family's Xingzhu cleanly and be crowned the Great Commander."

"That's why the two of you dug me up in the middle of the night"

"Otherwise?" Chang Ming pushed the hot soup noodles in front of Yi Jing, then got up to get him the bowls and chopsticks, Xing Sheng rolled his eyes behind his back, and was about to go out.

"Hey, where are you going?" Yijing took the chopsticks and prepared to scoop up noodles.

"Liu Yedong's mess hasn't been cleaned up yet, I have to go back and clean it up with the battalion commander, but you guys use an excuse of my son's high fever just to tell me to cook noodles? Cut it off, there is no way to be in-laws!"

While he was talking, Chang Ming dragged him back and pressed him on the chair: "Young man, don't be so impulsive. You don't even put a green onion on your side, so it's even."

Speaking of which, Yijing picked up a piece of peeled shrimp with chopsticks for him, Chang Ming opened it without even looking at it, and bit it, Xing Sheng stretched out his hand to grab back his own noodles.

"Okay, okay, let's stop making trouble, I have something to ask you." Yijing separated the two of them one by one, and said to Xingcheng: "Is there any news about Gan Yixiang's mansion in Lingjunhou's mansion recently?"

What he said made Xing Cheng stunned for a moment, and then shook his head in distress: "There is no news, is it possible that he has no news, or is he less interested in Jiang Yuan, Chang Ming?"

"It shouldn't be like this..." Yijing put down his chopsticks slowly, and said: "I have no other news, but Mr. Gu wrote several times about Chang Ming, urging me to reinstate Officer Chang Ming. "

Chang Ming shrugged beside him.

"Forget it, I'm sending more people to investigate, but how is Hou Ye's injury?"

"I woke up a few days ago, and the high fever has subsided, but I still need to rest in bed, and I can't move around... I haven't had time to ask clearly, who did you meet? Why are you so embarrassed?"

Yijing raised his eyebrows, but the expression on his face didn't change, but he said: "You will know when you should know, but there are some things that you must never know."

"Even Commander Hua can't tell"

"Have you seen him?"

"He once visited his father in the mansion."

"There is nothing wrong with not knowing, as long as you don't mention it any more and indulge in forgetting, it is also a relief."

Xing Cheng sighed softly, got up and went out, ready to continue the endless military affairs.

"Liu Yedong is gone, so Captain Lan can't choose anyone else, right?" Chang Ming leaned on the door with arms folded.

"Perhaps. He was just thinking that Liu Yedong had his own flaws, but he didn't expect such a commotion, and several people went to prison one after another." Yijing packed up the dishes behind him.

"The world is unpredictable, and I have to guard the gate tomorrow." Chang Ming stretched himself.

"Which door did Qin Zuoxi ask you to guard?"

Chang Ming smiled treacherously: "What do you think?"

So Yijing saw Li Changming looking around outside Xuanwu Pavilion the next day, and was immediately frightened out of his wits.

That's right, the red oil rabbit is Changming's love, not Yijing's.