long head song

Yu Wenche held up the jade cup.The tentacles are warm and moist, so it should be a top-quality jade. "Milk." Maybe it was because his expression was too cold, he tried to keep his voice as soft as possible, "It tastes very good... don't you want to drink it?"

Chen Wangzhi's lips trembled more and more, his fear turned into despair.

"If you don't drink, forget it." Yu Wenche said.The current Chen Wangzhi is no longer the Chen Wangzhi of the past. Zhang Shicheng said that this person is crazy, and he may remain insane, or he may get better...but it is not the Chen Wangzhi he remembered.The real Chen Wangzhi doesn't eat sweets. In the entire Taixue, only Gao Ping likes desserts, and only this son of Boling Prince dares to eat in front of Jiaofu, and plausibly said, "If you can't eat enough, How can I read the book?"

"Do you like sweets? Then I'll ask them to find something sweet... I don't pay attention to food, so I don't understand." He beat his knees and was about to stand up, but Chen Wangzhi slowly stretched out a hand, trembling Then, he grabbed the jade cup full of milk.

"Huh?" Yu Wenche was surprised, "Don't you want to drink?"

Chen Wangzhi pursed his lips tightly, held up the jade cup tremblingly, then closed his eyes, and took a quick "dip" sip.

"How?" Maybe he lost his mind after going crazy, just like a child, he doesn't like to eat this or drink that, try it, try it, maybe it suits his taste, and he won't be picky.Yu Wenche approached, found a piece of caramel from the plate, and encouraged him, "If you drink all of it, I'll give you candy...I'll give you as much as you want."

Chen Wangzhi twitched his eyelashes, raised his eyelids, and actually smiled at Yu Wenche.It was an extremely weird smile, the corners of the lips were barely raised, it was a feigned, forced "smile", with three parts of fear and three parts of flattery.He lowered his head and licked the milk again, then continued to smirk flatteringly, whimpering in his throat, as if he wanted to say something.

Yu Wenche was about to hand him the candy, when Chen Wangzhi's face suddenly changed, he dropped Yuzhan, threw himself aside, and vomited violently.

"Your Majesty has lost weight in the past few days." Tuoba Ming said, with a few drops of milk hanging from his beard.He wiped it casually, "The weather is getting colder and colder, and we are about to arrive at Jiankang City. What can happen is worth worrying about, Your Majesty."

He Lanfang was younger than Tuoba Ming, and a cup of tea was placed in front of him.Tuoba Ming was dissatisfied, "What's wrong with learning something good, I learned how to drink tea."

"What's wrong with drinking tea?" He Lan Fangcheng was young and energetic, and immediately pushed back, "Tea can detoxify and refresh yourself."

Tuoba Ming curled his lips, "It's all Qi people's nonsense about detoxification and refreshment. Our lord doesn't like tea, right?" Turning to Yu Wenche, he was very proud, "We cool people should have the habit of cool people What kind of offspring of Great Liang are you if you don’t drink milk—”

He Lan Fangcheng drew his sword out of its sheath, "What do you mean?"

"Okay!" Yu Wenche had a splitting headache when he heard the word "milk", and he didn't have the heart to mediate their quarrel.Chen Wangzhi had a high fever again, convulsed with fright, and his life was hanging by a thread. Even Zhang Shicheng bluntly said that there was nothing he could do.This was all caused by that cup of milk, Yu Wenche regretted it, but he doesn't know medical skills, what can he do, and when Chen Wangzhi saw him, he panicked and became sicker and sicker, so he could only wait for the news every day , not even daring to look at him. "If you have nothing to do, you can all go down." Yu Wenche squeezed the space between his eyebrows, and said, "I like milk and tea too, it's just a drink, why bother to decide who is better."

Tuoba Ming laughed, "Yes, everything is fine."

He Lan Fang Cheng rolled his eyes at him, worried, and said, "Your Majesty's complexion doesn't look good, could it be that he's sick?"

Yu Wenche sighed, "I'm not sick."

He Lan Fangcheng turned his worries into joy, and said, "Your Majesty is not sick, so we can rest assured."

The two saluted and left, and went outside the account, still arguing over milk and tea.Yu Wenche's temples were throbbing. There was a glass of milk in front of him, which was already cold, so he drank it down in one gulp.He squeezed the cup and looked at it again and again, but he still couldn't understand why Chen Wangzhi was so afraid that it was just milk.

The night is as cool as water, the stars are twinkling, the tents are continuous, and the lights are twinkling.I don't know who blew the reed pipe, whimpering, crying like complaining.

The army is about to arrive in Jiankang, and the soldiers are excited, especially returning home. "Let's go." Yu Wenche went looking for the sound of the reed pipe, Xie Yuan followed behind, "Can you play the reed pipe?"

Xie Yuan bowed and said, "No."

"When I play the flute, there are only a few tunes. I play it incoherently and make people laugh. Later, I stopped playing it." The wind is cold and humid, with water vapor, it really is winter in the south of the Yangtze River. "Does Qing know? In my hometown, there are certain tunes that cannot be played to others at will."

Xie Yuan said, "I don't know."

Yu Wenche smiled slightly, "Actually, I don't know too well."

Suddenly the tune of the reed pipe changed, and the little song was light and fluent. "This is Xia Ge." Xie Yuan listened attentively and said softly, "But I can't sing."

Following the sound, the two of them led a group of soldiers to a tent.The bonfire was flickering, and several night watchmen held their spears and gathered together to laugh.Xie Yuan's eyes darkened, Yu Wenche waved his hands and shook his head.I heard an older soldier say with a low voice, "I'm going back this time, I'll have to rest for a while."

The other person smiled and said, "Rest? It's a good idea, your wife wants you to rest?"

The older soldier thumped his waist, "Haha, I can't do it anymore, don't talk about me, you, your heart has already flown back to your wife!"

Another soldier laughed and said, "Stop talking, look at Xiao Xiang'er, his face is blushing!"

"Blush?" The old soldier patted Xiao Xiang'er on the head, "Didn't you have it this year?"

Xiao Xiang'er said timidly, "Yes, yes..."

"You're married, aren't you?"

"Ah."

Several people burst into laughter, "Is the little daughter-in-law pretty?" "How old is she?" "Thought it!"

Xiao Xiang'er hesitated, "She's three years older than me."

"It's better to be older." The old soldier said, "Do you have any children?"

"No……"

"Then go back this time, you have to work harder!"

Another burst of laughter.Xie Yuan said, "I have no way to discipline my subordinates, and even gossiping on duty at night. Let's go—"

"No need." Yu Wenche wrapped his cloak tightly, "I'm going home now, why bother to punish them after chatting a few words." The voices of those people gradually fell, wrapped in the wind, and they could no longer hear clearly.Yu Wenche stood in a daze in the wind, and suddenly said, "Go, go and see him."

Xu Shi had a friendly accent from his hometown, but Chen Wangzhi didn't resist Shen Changping very much.

Yu Wenche stood outside the tent, listening to Shen Changping comforting Chen Wangzhi, as if comforting a frightened child, "Don't be afraid, I will take you out to play after taking the medicine. I will make you new clothes..."

Chen Wangzhi choked up a few times, and Shen Changping said again, "I'll buy you whatever you want to eat."

"Do you know?" Yu Wenche turned around and smiled wryly at Xie Yuan, "The former him would never show weakness."

Xie Yuan said, "I have heard of it."

"He has a very strong personality. He said that he would not eat sweets, because sweets will make people weak." Chen Wangzhi yelled vaguely, and Shen Changping comforted him again. "...I never imagined that he would become what he is today."

"It is said that he was killed by Chen Xuan."

Yu Wenche nodded, and Chen Wangzhi's helpless cries wafted out of the tent, "I'm so sorry."