The world is prosperous, come alone for Qinghan

On the day Ying Jingwen decided to leave for northern Hebei, the heaviest rain of the year fell in the Imperial Capital City. Humidity mixed with cold air hovered between the sky and the earth. Eunuch Yunjin had to be careful when entering and leaving the house, for fear that the cold wind would blow into the house. Come on, I have to cool down this master whose bones are as weak as paper and can be broken with a single blow.

The doors and windows were locked, but they were also slapped by the violent wind and rain. One by one, the maids took clothes and robes to wrap Ying Jingwen's body. Their sage was so thin As the saying goes, no matter how many pieces are wrapped, it will not look half bloated.

Eunuch Yunjin carried the freshly brewed concoction into the inner hall, and when he saw Ying Jingwen's unusually firm eyes on his thin face, he had planned a lot of words of persuasion, but he was stunned. Couldn't speak it out either.

"Did Ying Siyin not reply to any of my twelve letters?"

"This..." Eunuch Yunjin seemed a little bit troubled, but he still responded honestly, "The news reported by the spies ahead is that the entire northern part of Hebei has been under martial law, and no one can enter. Shin also..."

Twelve letters were written, and the spies who delivered the letter ran back and forth more than a hundred times, but they communicated with the city guards in northern Hebei for a long time, saying that this is the elder brother of Lord Xiaowen, a secret letter from the pilgrim of Xiyin Kingdom It must be delivered quickly, but before the city guard could shake it a bit, the man Shen Qinghan came and tore the letter into pieces in front of the spies, and said unceremoniously, " Roll' word.

Even those who dare to tear up the letter written by Ying Jingwen to Ying Siyin, even if they don't understand the many entanglements in it, can still know the weight of Shen Qinghan's words around Ying Siyin.

Maybe he can't let it go, maybe he's not reconciled, but there are thousands of emotions in his heart, but none of them are willing to believe that the man named Ying Siyin can really be so cruel. A child of one year forgets himself beyond cloud nine.

This is impossible, right?

No matter how you think about it, it's impossible, right?

The only explanation is that the man intentionally used such things to punish himself, gave others the love he should have given himself, and tried to use this method to punish him for having other thoughts about this relationship, using it maliciously, relying on There is love, so I ran amok for myself for so long.

Eunuch Yun Jin stepped forward to support Ying Jingwen and said, "Your Majesty, we are not in a hurry now, why don't we go until the rain stops."

"I can't wait anymore." Ying Jingwen waved his hand feebly and said, "I can't wait anymore."

It was raining heavily, and when he pushed the door to go out, the cool wind poured over his body, and Ying Jingwen was almost fainted from the blow. The rain had accumulated a shallow layer, and as soon as his toes stepped out, his shoes were half wet. Suddenly, the soles of his feet slipped, and Ying Jingwen fell into the carriage.

"Holy."

Eunuch Yunjin yelled worriedly, and quickly followed up to help Ying Jingwen to sit in the middle of the car, and hurriedly ordered the attendants to put on clean shoes and clothes for him again. Walking forward, everyone surrounded Ying Jingwen and hurriedly cleaned up. After all, they choked on the cold wind, and Ying Jingwen kept coughing non-stop.

"Cough cough cough...cough cough..."

Shen Qinghan was also woken up by this coughing sound in the morning. When he opened his eyes and slowly got up from the bed, he found that Ying Siyin was getting up to drink water in his unlined clothes. There was movement behind him, and Ying Siyin could sense it. , the hot water on the table was just changed by the girls, he only took a sip, then sat back beside Shen Qinghan with the cup.

"thirsty?"

The cup was handed to Shen Qinghan's mouth, Shen Qinghan reached out to take it without saying a word, he raised his head and drank it, and then returned the cup to Ying Siyin's hand.

Ying Siyin smiled, and then reached out to wipe off the water stains from the corners of his mouth.

Shen Qinghan pulled Ying Siyin back onto the couch, then grabbed the quilt and covered him tightly before saying, "If you want to drink water, just call me. Why did you cough just now? Are you feeling unwell? Have a fever?"

Ying Siyin grabbed Shen Qinghan's paw that was reaching out to touch his forehead, moved it to his lips and kissed it, and said, "I don't have a fever, it's just that my throat is dry and I just coughed. It's all right."

"Remember to call me next time. You are a baby now. If you get sick or injured, how can I explain to your brothers?"

"Seeing that you are sleeping so soundly, I can't bear it." Ying Siyin pinched Shen Qinghan's little nose, "Besides, Lord Hou is yours, so what does it have to do with them if you are sick or injured? Can you explain to them?"

Shen Qinghan puffed up his cheeks, and then realized that what Ying Siyin said was also reasonable, so he couldn't help laughing, and he fell into the opponent's arms as soon as his body softened, blinking his eyes and saying, "What Hou Ye said Makes sense."

As soon as Ju Yuan entered the door, he saw this unsuitable scene. First, he blurted out "Dear mother", and then he walked out of the room slowly and yelled, "Master Hou, you are really a man. Well, you have to close the door for doing business in broad daylight, fortunately I am the one who came here today, if Zexiao and Xianxian see this scene, wouldn’t it be spoiling the children?”

"Remember to knock on the door first when he comes in next time." Shen Qinghan pulled the quilt off Ying Siyin's body, and whispered to him to go out and send someone away.

Judging from this posture, it seemed that she had to sleep for a while, Ying Siyin obediently moved all the quilts on her body to Shen Qinghan's body, and after laying down on Shen Qinghan's body, she got up and did not forget to put down the curtain beside the bed. He picked up his outer shirt and put it on, and then went out.

Ju Yuan was standing guard at the door, and when he saw Ying Siyin coming out, he jumped up from the stone steps at the door, he said, "Weihou said that if we don't do anything, we in Jibei will have to be taken care of by others, please go quickly!" Let's go to the study."

"Let's go." Ying Siyin stepped out of the door first, "Next time you enter the house, remember to knock first."

"It doesn't matter to you..."

"You have to knock if you don't want to close it."

When the maids came in to change tea, they saw Ying Siyin sounding, thinking that the two masters would also wash up and have breakfast, so they didn't close the door smoothly. That's when I hit it right.

Hearing Ying Siyin's serious tone, Ju Yuan swaggered forward, holding his head in both hands, nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, there is a little ancestor in the family, no one can afford it, Knock on the door if they tell you to knock.”

"It's etiquette to enter a house and knock on the door, and Qinghan didn't mean to make things difficult for you."

"I never said that my little ancestor would embarrass me. Whatever my little ancestor does is right, please don't speak ill of me in front of my little ancestor, Lord Hou, lest my little ancestor have to wear shoes for me when he is in a bad mood."

Ying Siyin smiled helplessly and shook his head.

Ju Yuan followed, "After all, our Lord Hou's ears are so soft, if we are blown by the pillow wind a few more times, will I, Ju Yuan, be able to survive in Northern Hebei?"

Ying Siyin is not the type who loves to talk too much about his colleagues. He is the type who doesn't care about things on weekdays.

Although everyone complained about Shen Qinghan for a long time, but Ying Siyin believed that he was him, and it was useless for others to say anything. People like Sima Weihou and Ning Jiarong understood his temperament too well. Therefore, when Shen Qinghan returned home for the second time, he was taken care of and treated as one of his own. Everyone talked about it, but in their hearts, they had already regarded each other as a member of Jibei.

As soon as he stepped into the study, before he had time to sit down, Ying Siyin heard Sima Weihou speak bluntly in a tone that could not be refused.

"Mo Nanfeng and his gang will have to be driven out of Suhe Town tomorrow at the latest. Lord Hou, let's see when is the right time to do it."

Ning Jiarong waved her fan lazily aside.

Gu Zexiao held Jing Tianlei in his arms, and carefully wiped the body of the tube with his cuff bit by bit.

Han Li held his chin and didn't know what he was thinking, but he was in a trance.

Ying Siyin took a sip of the hot tea prepared next to his hand, and he slowly replied, "If it's tomorrow at the latest, then let's get things done today."

what?

Gu Ze smiled and stared, holding Jing Tianlei and almost jumping up from the stool directly.

Han Li withdrew his gaze in surprise, and turned his attention back to Ying Siyin.

Ning Jiarong froze her fan fingers.

Ju Yuan didn't understand, so he scratched his head, wondering what happened to everyone.

Sima Weihou was stunned and stunned, stunned and stunned, as if he couldn't believe that Ying Siyin, who had been lazy since returning to Hebei, let go and said that he agreed with them to go out and beat people, "Today...today?"

Ying Siyin nodded, and said casually, "Are you going to fight? Is the thing ready? Do you need to seal it after the Marquis confirms it?"

"Hey, what kind of gauntlet is going on? It doesn't seem like the rules of beating people in northern Hebei at all. Just pack up and stand at the gate of Nasuhe Town. Come and beat one by one. One account, clean and tidy." Ju Yuan clapped his hands, and spoke out his thoughts with great arrogance. Seeing that posture, he really wished he could rush out and beat Mo Nanfeng, Mu Feiyun, and Wei Yuan one by one. pause.

Ying Siyin said, "Anything is fine."

Everyone, "..."

You must know that Ying Siyin has not publicly stated that he is targeting someone or punishing someone for many years, and he has never participated in things like beating or killing him before, so I just watched quietly. You play around, and you are unmoved by any provocation.

Even if the other party's forces blocked the door of his house, he should eat and drink, as if he didn't know anything, just like "eating and waiting to die", forcing Sima Weihou to have no choice but to discuss it with Shen Qinghan Something happened, but Shen Qinghan has exactly the same temperament as that Ying Siyin, otherwise how could the two see each other right.

One is the unreasonable and domineering Bad Lord from the outsiders, and the other is the indifferent and ruthless good son from the outside world. The two seem to be different from each other, but the temperament of the Buddha is really real. It's a perfect match.

He often puts on an expression that he doesn't care who he loves and who he loves.

Before the brother changed his mind, Sima Weihou hurriedly wrote a letter of war in a panic, threw it to Gu Ze with a wave of his hand and said with a smile, "It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day, so let's do it today." , then laugh, and hurry up and send the things to Suhe."

Gu Zexiao was used to running errands, so he took the letter paper and asked Ying Siyin to stamp it with a red seal, and then skipped out to deliver the letter.

Ning Jiarong followed up and asked, "There are three people on the opposite side, who should go first in our first battle?"

Ying Siyin patted his robe and said, "Go, Benhou."

This……

Sima Weihou and Ning Jiarong looked at each other, neither could speak.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry my dears, I'm really too busy.