laughing soul

Under the influence of his super pain-tolerant ability, Qiu Sheng's eyes were fine, but none of the military doctors in the south of the Yangtze River could completely cure the disease. After all, it is difficult to survive without him.Because of this, Lord Long Live had to hang around with a pair of big half-blind eyes and a pair of glass mirrors, but he didn't know whether the so-called beneficiary Han Jianhua found was just a charlatan, or whether it was because Qiu Sheng was seriously injured. The glass mirror purchased with a huge sum of money did not have the desired effect. Qiu Sheng couldn't go to the back kitchen to cook a bowl of tremella and lotus seed soup for Chu Yu last time. , scalded a series of shocking blisters.

After Fang Jiu's funeral, Han Jianhua's heart became inexplicably manic. When he saw Qiu Sheng's swollen pig's paw, he couldn't help it: "I'm going to fuck that old man's head now!" Chop it off with your own hands! His grandma can’t even handle a bean bun like this!"

Instead, half-blindly stretched out the pig's trotters and grabbed his sleeve: "Forget it, it should be hot, I was not careful."

Qiu Sheng suppressed all the hundreds of obscene words Han Jianhua had in his chest, so he had to look at him coldly for a long while, then said suddenly, "Just go in like this? I'm not afraid to make your family feel distressed." ?”

Probably it was Han Jianhua's "that person from your family" that poked Qiu Sheng's heart. The blind man first smiled, and then, for some reason, he became frowning. Got up, pushed the general aside, and was about to rush into the tent with a bowl of hot eight-treasure porridge, but was stopped by the other side with a horizontal sword: "Are you singing, you, face-changing baby?"

"You don't understand." Qiu Sheng changed the porridge bowl to hold it in one hand, and started talking in such an awkward posture, "My daughter-in-law loves me, so she is naturally happy; but I think about it Well, my hurt daughter-in-law is more uncomfortable than me, so it's natural; but just now I changed my mind and thought, maybe my soft-hearted little daughter-in-law will forget about being angry with me when she feels distressed, but it's hot It can coax him well once it is hot, even if this hand is boiled into a small pig's trotter in the capital's marinade, it is worth it!"

Han Jianhua turned his face into a pig's liver: "..."

Qiu Sheng didn't take it seriously, and continued to talk without blushing: "Tsk, just by looking at your face like eating shit, you can easily know why Wang Deng was able to get a wife while you had to follow Nan Daying. The masters are wasting the rest of their lives... doing evil, evil, old Han!"

Probably because of the occasion, Long Live Lord even picked up the pig's paw and patted Han Jianhua's shoulder when he talked about it, but he still remembered the bowl of porridge and didn't move the right side of his body.

Han Jianhua told this person to train his fart-eating temper for a long time, so he didn't have any complaints at all, so he murmured into the tent: "Send the porridge, send the porridge, get away."

Qiu Sheng laughed nonchalantly, and went into the tent with raised hands, only to see that Chu Yu had already sat up straight from the warm bed, was half wearing a fox-fur robe and was holding a book to read. He only raised his pale face slightly and smiled at him.

"After taking so much bitter medicine in the past few days, I was afraid that my mouth would be bland and tasteless. I specially asked the cook for two fresh eggs. I fried them carefully in a small frying pan and cut them into shredded egg skins. You can taste them first. Try it, if it's not good, wait for me to make a bowl now..." Seeing that Chu Yu stretched out his hands and took over the long hair that fell down his shoulders, his vision was clearly blurred, but Qiu Sheng didn't know what to do from his brain. He Chuan abruptly pulled out the appearance of this person, and his mouth became dry.

Ever since this person was poisoned by the ghost-headed finger snake of the village master a few days ago, he dragged his sick body and disappeared for three or two days inexplicably. For a month, seeing the winter jasmine flowers in full bloom in the warm south of the Yangtze River, the pavilion owner's weather-beaten and brittle bones have not seen much improvement, and the Long Live Lord over there is still forced to blind his eyes. This little handsome man has slept together in the same bed for some time, Qiu Sheng said that he is not a high-spirited person like Liu Xiahui, so naturally he is a little bit hot.Looking at it from the perspective of others, Long Live Lord had nosebleeds several times for no reason, and he thought it was caused by the lingering fear of the first victory in the war.

With a sweetheart in front of him, a hot-blooded man of steel should have tenderness that is hard to let go, let alone Qiu Zizhan, a big-tailed wolf who is not very gentleman.

Chu Yu had already taken the bowl, and Shi Shiran swallowed a spoonful of it. His lips, which were trapped in a weak body and had never seen blood, were burned by the high temperature, and suddenly showed a bright red color, and the shadow of the slightly raised brow bone was too long. A pair of pupils under the eyelashes.For a while, this face was white and red, like Dai's long hair hanging down her shoulders, but it also had a bit of a ghostly color in the middle of the night.

Qiu Sheng stared at him for a long time, and finally slowly moved forward with eyes widened and narrowed, meeting Chu Yu's warm eyes that were too late to be surprised, and gently kissed the corners of his lips that were stained with the smell of rice porridge, taking advantage of the situation, The small porcelain bowl was pulled away forcefully from his hand, and when Chu Yu regained his composure and leaned back slightly, he sucked in a sharp breath of cold air without a trace, and then occupied the lips that were dodging left and right again, chasing after the dodging lips. The tip of the tongue was warm, slowly licking away the aroma of porridge between his lips and teeth, and unswervingly imprinting his own breath.

"son…"

He was only a little surprised at the beginning, and then he turned his head and turned a few times, pressing his thin tongue coating against the other's white teeth, and quickly swept around, while Qiu Sheng was stunned by the taste, he slightly shook the elbow that had been resting on his chest Pushing the person half an inch away, he pulled out and took the small porcelain bowl on the table, and smiled at the unknown Long Live Lord in a blink of an eye: "Do you think I am you? Get away, my stomach is empty, and I feel uncomfortable. "

Doing what he said, Chu Yu stretched out his hand and rubbed Qiu Sheng's wet lower lip lightly, then sat up straight with a twisted waist, and started to eat spoon by spoon with a porcelain bowl.

Unaware of being teased by his own wife, Long Live Lord reacted in a daze for a moment, before he understood what Chu Yu meant, and the expression on his face changed as quickly as fireworks, but he couldn't care less about the desire to blush Dripping blood, I just reached out and climbed onto Chu Yu's left shoulder and rubbed it lightly. Seeing that the man was concentrating on drinking porridge, the evil fire in my heart was much quieter because of this picture that seemed to be peaceful for years. , lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes to look at the ancient book that Chu Yu was resting on his knees, and groaned, "What book are you reading so engrossed in?"

Chu Yu's eating looks quite like a prince's and grandson's family, but he is not a master who chews slowly, but in an instant, he swallowed all the small bowl of porridge, and looked up at Qiu Sheng's pair of porridge. With bright eyes, he said calmly: "A while ago, Xu Liushan sent a book, and he sent an ancient book on eye diseases that might be cured. Although it is indeed a good medical book with perfect words, the words are too complicated and trivial Well, a half-layman like me really can't guarantee complete mastery of spells, and this method of healing may not be certain, I dare not take you at risk."

"How long is the cure?"

"Six out of ten."

Qiu Sheng smiled reassuringly: "It's not too bad, you have been practicing for five or six years, so why don't I believe you?"

This person spoke lightly, as if those eyes were not his own.Chu Yu rubbed his brows and eyes with his hand, and said, "Six times out of ten it is true, but when this possibility is assigned to an individual, there is only one possibility, one of which is one, and one of which has zero. I don't want you to take this risk."

Qiu Sheng's hand holding onto his left shoulder tightened slightly, only to feel that his breath was getting hotter and hotter, and the raging fire that had been suppressed just now was expanding noisily again.

During these many days and nights, the two of them often had no chance to communicate with each other, so they talked and got drunk together, probably because of this reason, he hadn't heard Chu Yu speak love words in person for many days and nights.

This person always speaks of deep affection casually, probably because the timing of those tender and tender words is too ingenious and appropriate, so there are always suspicions of conspiracy and elaborate design, but he still looks like he doesn't know why With a clear appearance, those proverbs seemed to be spoken out of the heart, touching the heart.

Mingming was unfavorable from time to time, but he wanted to be reconciled with one person. Qiu Sheng desperately opened his blind eyes, but he still couldn't see the face of that person who was close at hand. He looked at the flowers in the fog for a long time, and finally smiled in a trance: " If blindness is in your hands, these eyes will have a good destination if they are ruined."

Chu Yu's heart skipped a beat: "Don't talk nonsense... After all the matters on the Jiangnan front line are over, I will go with you to the Huadu station to find Xu Liushan to cure your illness. If this prescription is put in his hands, it will be beneficial Eight out of ten possibilities."

Qiu Sheng fell into Chu Yu's arms like a rascal: "I'm not talking nonsense, I'm sincere in every word."

Hearing the words, Chu Yu lowered his head and smiled, facing the handsome face of the blind man who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he felt a strange palpitation in an instant, secretly raised his inner strength, and found that he could use [-]% or [-]% of it, immediately Determined to take advantage of this golden opportunity to do something important, he leaned over to peck the man's ear with malicious intentions, deliberately lowered his voice and said in a hoarse voice: "Qiu Zizhan...will you be willing to dereliction of duty because of me? Hmm? "

The green gauze curtain was lightly flicked by the slightly callused fingers, and it fell down overwhelmingly. Qiu Sheng slightly raised his head and hummed softly twice, his mind was in a daze, and the man's slightly lazy tone fell right into his ears, With a chuckle, he supported Chu Yu's slender waist and was about to turn over and change his posture, but his shoulder blades were slightly hot, and the person on his body used his internal strength to hold him down.

"Ah..." The big-tailed wolf was only stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses, meandering all the way down Chu Yu's waistline, straightly picked up the limp belt, and stroked it along the collar. Looking at the man's thin waist, he said with a low smile, "What? Are you so angry that you want to take advantage of me? Huh?"

At the end of the sentence, a light and subtle question was returned to Chu Yu intact.

The pavilion master calmly sneered: "You really know that I am angry? Isn't it right to make some compensation?"

Qiu Sheng stared at him for a long time, and finally put down his hands slowly as if giving up on himself, and rubbed Chu Yu's neck like throwing himself into a hug: "Come on, don't be angry...Do as you like..."

Before the words were finished, there was a commotion outside the handsome tent. Qiu Sheng had practiced his ears for the past few days, which was considered a peak. Chu Yu was still hesitating in a sluggish state, but Long Live God had already buckled inwardly. With the help of his wrist, he turned Chu Yu over on the bed, took off the brocade quilt and covered it indiscriminately, and the chaotic description that was just cleaned up there was extremely serious, and he moved away, and he was already at the door of the tent: "Old Han?"

The man who was standing outside was full of eyesight, coughed twice, and said apologetically, "Zizhan, I know I've disturbed you, so I apologize in advance, and don't do anything when I get out of the tent... There is business in the capital, isn't it?" When it's noisy."

Qiu Sheng smiled wryly, and said in his heart: Brother, you really saved my life.God knows what that bastard who turned into a wolf and bullied himself to be blind and inferior to him could do.

But he still had to hold on to his face, so he only pretended to be soft and said: "If you know a mistake, you can correct it. There is nothing good... Come in, come in, Ah Yu is asleep."

Chu Yu, who was forced to pretend to be asleep under the quilt, listened clearly with his ears straightened. He quickly lifted the corner of the quilt and stared at Qiu Sheng's back. Seeing that the man just turned around and smiled, the black face made a gesture and said: " The future is long, so don’t run away.”

I don't know exactly when he developed the habit. It seems that since the pavilion master flirted with Qiu Sheng in the negotiation field a few years ago, he often made gestures and slowly followed the movements with his mouth. Every word was clear. Those words that seemed to be threatening and provocative slowly flowed out along the extraordinarily beautiful lip line, Qiu Sheng's ears felt hot immediately, she pursed her lips, and turned her head away as if fleeing before the man became more and more violent.

On the one hand, he thought almost hopelessly: the bigger this person is, the more unruly he becomes, so he really doesn't know, so he can just let it go.

Before Han Jianhua lifted the curtain and came in, Chu Yu buried his head in the quilt presciently, Qiu Sheng's hidden eyes had nowhere to go, so he quickly settled down, turned around and sat down at the table , looking calm as usual: "What's going on in the capital?"

Han Jianhua cast a shadowy glance in the direction of the bed, and immediately saw that Qiu Sheng's complexion was not looking good, so he quickly said seriously: "If it's not a big deal, I definitely won't bother you when your eye disease is still recovering. Two news, one good and one bad, which one to listen to first?"

Qiu Sheng paused while pouring tea, and replied, "Of course it's good news."

Han Jianhua took out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom: "At the beginning of the battle in the south of the Yangtze River, Tianyuan Temple sent someone to send the golden silkworm Gu detoxification method, and the monk in charge of the temple, Master Jingran, personally sent it. It is said that the five-step snake, etc. The blood of many poisons is used as medicine, and if you insist on taking this pill for three months, the poison of the Golden Silkworm Gu will be naturally eliminated. The lives of Chen Liang and Jin Yiwei brothers have been completely saved...Zizhan?"

To Han Jianhua's surprise, Qiu Sheng just faintly revealed a relieved smile when he heard the first sentence, but the more he listened, the smile became fainter, until the end of his words, Qiu Sheng had a face full of dignified.

Hearing this, he didn't answer immediately, but instead raised his eyes to look at Chu Yu who was lying on the bed aggrieved, lowered his eyebrows and bit his lower lip, and asked, "Does the lord know?"

Han Jianhua: "What? Your lord? Qing'an lord Qiuwei?"

Qiu Sheng nodded and said: "That's right. It is fair to say that I blocked this news properly, and those who learned about it were all confidantes. At that time, this incident happened suddenly, and it couldn't be more strange to come here. The prince should still be the As usual, he didn't know anything about this before traveling around the world..." After a short pause, he looked up at Han Jianhua and said, "How? Did he express surprise in the letter?"

Dazed, Han Jianhua thought about it carefully: "It's hard to say... Do the math, Zizhan, just read the letter to you. I'm a vulgar person, how can I care about the complicated emotions between the lines in your words?"

Qiu Sheng raised his eyebrows irresistibly, and let him go.

When Han Jianhua went out, Chu He lifted the quilt and sat up straight: "This prince is an interesting character."

"At that time, I entrusted the entire Dai Viet court to him at the critical moment. At that time, an inch of time was hard to change, and I didn't have the time to think and doubt this person. Thinking about it now, there are many doubts." Qiu Sheng poured a cup of hot tea. , went to the bed and handed it to Chu Yu, "If it is really nothing to do with political affairs, how can I handle the government affairs properly one by one on the second day after being driven to the capital in my carriage? Tao Qinglin and others Where did he know the name of the new minister clearly?" He raised his hand to support his forehead, and was about to speak again, when he saw that Chu Yu stopped drinking tea slightly, his voice stopped suddenly, and turned to Asked: "Ah Yu?"

With such a change in him, Chu Yu also raised his face suddenly in shock, opened his eyes wide for a while, his pupils gradually enlarged slightly, shook his teacup in front of Qiu Sheng and said with a smile: "I'm just surprised that a certain bosom friend is so caring The blind little eye actually picked out the goji berries in the tea for Chu. Tsk, I was so touched, I was speechless for a while, sorry, sorry."

In the blurred vision, the man's bright and handsome smile suddenly broke in, Qiu Sheng was caught off guard, and was molested by this guy again, coughed twice, but saw that the boy who lit the fire was quite a gentleman After tasting the tea, he put it flat on the table, turned around and lowered his eyebrows and said: "It's quite as charming as you were back then, and you are very likable."

After igniting the fire and then extinguishing it without warning, Qiu Sheng grinds his back molars to see the true face of the person in front of him, but he also knows that this is really not a good time to follow the topic just now. Keeping up with Chu Yu's rhythm: "Who?"

"Of course it's the prince," Chu Yu tapped the porcelain cup on the table lightly, "Qiu Wei, Prince Qing'an."

Qiu Sheng let out a "huh", reacted for a moment, and then raised her head suddenly: "Likable? Is that what you thought back then?"

Chu Yu lightly tapped the rim of the cup, his arm naturally slid down in a circular arc in mid-air, and then lightly rested on Qiu Sheng's shoulder, his fingertips hooked slightly on his mandible, squinting his eyes and smiling, but The answer is irrelevant to the question: "Do you still remember the monk Jingsheng of Tianyuan Temple?"

Qiu Sheng climbed onto Chu Yu's forearm, and gently circled it with his index finger: "Of course I remember."

"Although he is a fake monk..." Chu Yu smiled lowly, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, which was really good-looking, "Monks don't lie, they must be serious."

Qiu Sheng leaned forward, and the tip of their noses touched each other. He couldn't tell the difference, and he just said in a daze, "I also said that year was my wishful thinking..."

"Cuiwei Pavilion Master, who can force it?" Chu Yu said softly, "If the seven emotions and six desires are not free, it would be better to hang the southeast branch by yourself."

Qiu Sheng laughed: "Don't, you hang up the southeast branch yourself, don't I want to die alone forever?"

"That's not necessarily the case. I think you died in the fireworks and willow alley. It's not a loss. To die under the peony flower is to be a ghost."

Qiu Sheng listened to his teasing with inexplicable jealousy, gritted his teeth, but couldn't stop smiling with the corners of his mouth curled up: "You..."

Footsteps sounded outside the tent, Qiu Sheng's eyes changed suddenly, but he still took the time to steal a kiss, licked the corners of his lips and walked away, only to hear Han Jianhua tap on the corner of the wooden door at the entrance of the tent: "Son!" Zhan?"