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The first night of becoming Yin Ci's book boy was spent in endless bitterness.

The son is sick.

Maybe it was the wind blowing from sitting in the pavilion for too long during the day, maybe it was the cool night in late autumn, maybe it was too much worry... The doctor couldn't tell why, anyway, he smiled and led him to read books during the day to teach him how to read The son collapsed without warning at dinner time.

The big maids and the little maids who served the young master seemed to be used to such scenes, silently and orderly shuttled through the room with bowls of cold water.

The bewildered child who has just arrived is out of place in the silent and busy room, and only knows to stare at the unconscious son with his eyes closed tightly on the bed.Fortunately, he is small and does not take up much space, and it is not annoying to quietly shrink in the corner.

When the son's repeated high fever had completely subsided, the night had already lifted a corner, and a few rays of light leaked into the sky.

The maids who had been serving all night breathed a sigh of relief, half of the time left and the other half left, they had to count the time and hurry up to rest, so that they would have the energy to take care of the son who had survived again during the day.

Maybe it was because he was too tired last night, and the child was so small that he didn't have any sense of existence. No one noticed that there was a child curled up in a ball beside the footrest at the foot of Yin Ci's bed, and he couldn't keep pointing his head down.

Only Yin Ci who just opened his eyes noticed.After burning all night, his throat was dry, sore and hoarse, like... like a child rubbing his eyes with the wind and sand from a border town in his mouth.

The maid went out to fetch the medicine, and Yin Ci woke up after such a short time. The child was a little happy, and without Yin Ci enduring the pain and opening his mouth, he trot to the table and poured a cup of warm water for him.

After drinking a glass of water, Yin Ci exhaled lightly. Although his face was still as pale as snow, it was much better than before when he lay unconsciously on the bed with a bloodless face.

"You took care of me here all night?" Yin Ci leaned against the bed and asked softly.

The child took the empty cup and was very happy. He felt that the young man in front of him was like a grass under the wall of a border city that had finally had enough water. Although it was still limp, it finally had a little green life.Just keep watering and it will flourish one day.

The child was thinking about watering the wilting grass, and shook his head slowly: "Sisters take care of the young master, I... I watched, and didn't do anything."

There is very little he can do now.

Yin Ci looked at the child with a blue and black expression, thought for a while, straightened up with difficulty, and stretched out his hand to touch the child's head like what Steward Yin did yesterday before leaving: "Thank you for being here accompany me."

The child covered his touched head and stood there blankly.

The maid who brought the medicine and food came back soon, and Yin Ci drank the medicine juice that made her tongue feel bitter and numb just by smelling it, just like yesterday, and then lay down again after hastily eating a few mouthfuls of porridge. Before lying down, he did not forget to tell the maid to take the child to eat and rest.

When I walked to the door, there was a bright sky in front of me, and the courtyard was filled with fragrance of flowers, but behind me, there was a dull light, as if a room filled with bitter medicine.

The child suddenly broke away from the maid who was holding his hand, turned around and ran back to Yin Ci's bed.Yin Ci opened his eyes when he heard the sound, and quietly looked at the child lying on the bed and looking at him with his lips pursed.

"...Sir, my name is Hong Yao, okay?"

The little boy lying under the quilt only showed a pale face. Against the backdrop of loose black hair, his palm-sized cheeks became paler and more fragile than the transparent white porcelain vase in the concubine's study. .

He closed his eyes and thought for a while, then said softly: "...the red medicine is full of smoke and moonlight...it's very good."

The child didn't know the source of the half line of Yin Ci's poem, nor could he understand what it meant. He carefully held Yin Ci's cool fingertips poking out of the brocade quilt, his eyes were clear and bright, like the reflection in the clear lake water. Looking at the sun in the sky: "Fight poison with poison, replace medicine with medicine. My name is Hongyao, and you will never get sick again and drink bitter medicine."

The astonishment on the face of the pale boy in the bed finally made him look like a teenager.He has always been too calm, whether it is facing those bitter concoctions that make one's tongue numb, or suddenly collapsing for no reason and falling into a coma with high fever all night... He should accept it calmly, An Ran is so gentle that he is not a person A child who is only nine years old.

At this moment, he was lying in the thick brocade quilt, his black hair was scattered on the pillow like black satin, and he looked at the bright eyes of the child blankly from the side, as if he was placed in a tower full of flowers and treasures. It is the first time that the little boy who does not eat fireworks is like a little wild cat that can open its teeth and claws to prey on birds.

The little wild cat is actually not well-behaved at all, but the world is too big and dangerous, so it can only use its fluffy appearance as a disguise.

Only I found the claws under the fur.

Yin Ci looked at the light in the child's eyes that was hotter than the sun, and after a long silence, he said with a small smile, "Okay, red medicine."

…It doesn’t matter if it’s used in the wrong place to fight poison with poison, and it doesn’t matter whether changing medicine for medicine is effective or not.

……

It has been a while since Yin Bei learned that 'Red Cub' is called Hong Yao. As long as Yin Ci is sick and bedridden, Princess Yining's Mansion, which was originally closed, will become even more closed. , the princess and the consort refused everyone's visit, including the royal family.

When Yin Ci Neng got out of bed and walked around, the plum trees in the courtyard had already started to bud.

Yin Bei was lying on the window sill, holding a few freshly broken green plums in his hands, and frowning, he talked to Yin Ci through the window: "Brother, do you think we are now like the Cowherd and Weaver Girl separated by the Milky Way?"

Yin Ci paused the hand holding the book, raised his eyes and silently looked at Yin Bei who was talking nonsense.

Yin Bei looked at Xiao Hongyao, who had her head down and her eyes were only focused on grinding ink, and lamented, "The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl Magpie Bridge meet once a year, at least they can hold hands and express their hearts face to face. Unfortunately, I can only be separated from my brother through the window." Looking at each other, you have to see the face of the cruel Queen Mother..."

The Red Queen Mother did not lift her head, she lightly packed up the freshly ground ink and said softly to Yin Ci: "My lord, it's windy, should you close the window?"

Yin Ci didn't even look at Yin Bei, nodded and said: "Close it."

Until the window in front of him was mercilessly closed, Yin Bei still stared at the vague figure inside with an expression of disbelief.

He hasn't been here for a while, so why... the weather has changed in the cousin's courtyard?Now it's up to a six-year-old to call the shots?Illusion... illusion!

However, in the days that followed, everything was telling him—it was not an illusion.

Yin Ci's yard has been conquered by red medicine, and the maid who takes care of Yin Ci likes this hardworking, well-behaved and good-looking little book boy. Gradually, not only the affairs in the study, but also some things in Yin Ci's life It was also taken over by Hongyao, who grew up and was able to do more and more things.

Yin Bei also found sadly that his status was getting worse day by day.

However, in just a few years, Hong Yao's private address for Yin Ci has changed from 'Young Master' to 'A Ci', and her address to him has also changed from 'Mr. The first name is called 'Yin Bei'.

"The world is getting worse and people's hearts are not the same! One dares to be favored and the other dares to accept! Fate, fate!" Yin Bei shook his head and sighed, and in a blink of an eye, he found that the two who were called master and servant but were actually brothers and friends had quietly boarded the boat , draw a good distance from the shore of the lake!

Yin Bei jumped on the spot, waving his arms and shouting loudly at the small boat that was still rowing towards the center of the lake: "Hey! Brother! Red Medicine! Wait! You left me behind! You left me behind—"

Without looking back, the boat took two teenagers and a basket full of lotus water chestnuts across the blue and clear lake, and kept going...

……

"Huh——" Hong Yao suddenly opened his eyes in the darkness, and it took him several seconds to see the familiar outline of the bed curtain in front of him, and Yin's mournful cry of "Let him fall" echoed in his mind.

I don't know where I dreamed of, the red medicine is full of smoke and moon fragrance...

Hong Yao raised his hand and rubbed his drowsy head. He was wondering whether to go back to sleep and continue the too long dream. His sweaty hand was pulled down, and the next second, he felt dizzy. There was a patch of dryness and warmth on his forehead... Pei Ci pressed his swollen forehead moderately.

"Did you sleep well?"

Hong Yao closed her eyes: "...not bad."

Hong Yao organized his language, and prepared to wait for Pei Ci to ask, and he would tell the details of the dream he had earlier, but he almost waited until he really woke up and returned to the cage, and Pei Ci didn't ask.No way, he could only speak by himself: "Why don't you ask me what I dreamed? Don't you want to know?"

Pei Ci lowered his head, looked at the tiredness on Hong Yao's face and the cold sweat he had wiped several times but couldn't stop, and after a moment of silence, he said softly: "I want to know, but let's wait until dawn, there is still time, you don't know what to do next." Rest."

Because Pei Ci bowed his head, Hong Yao also saw the black and blue under his eyes: "...you stayed with me last night without sleeping?"

Pei Ci nodded casually, leaned over and put the wet handkerchief in his hand on the bedside table: "Didn't you stay up all night and watch over me?"

Hong Yao stretched out her fingers and gently stroked Pei Cirou's eyes: "I'm not human, you don't have to..."

"It doesn't matter who you are." Pei Ci grabbed Hong Yao's fingertips, her voice soft but firm, "I want to guard you like this."

Hong Yao looked at Pei Ciqingjuan with handsome eyes and facial features, but suddenly there appeared in front of her eyes the little boy lying in the brocade quilt with loose black hair and looking at him with snowy face... He is as fragile as the moon in water, just a little ripple , it will be broken without a trace.

Hong Yao stood up and threw herself into Pei Ci's arms.

After being dazed for a moment, Pei Ci slowly wrapped his arms around the person in his arms.

"We knew each other in our previous life." Hong Yao buried her head in Pei Ci's neck, her voice muffled and soft.

"Well... When we first met, I thought you were very kind, as if I've met you somewhere before." Pei Ci whispered.

"Fuck, you've been reincarnated, what else can you remember...I just fell in love with your appearance and temperament at a glance, and I want to deceive you...Please come to the incense candle shop to work."

Hong Yao, who also doesn't remember anything from a thousand years ago, rubbed Pei Ci's neck confidently, and continued to talk nonsense: "You and I were like bamboo horses in your previous life. We played together every day since we were six years old. We studied together, practiced calligraphy together, and exercised together. The body... even sleeps in the same room, and they are inseparable day and night." One sleeps on a bed, and the other sits on a vigil.

"The time we stayed together was longer than my parents. In the end..." Hong Yao's tone changed, and she was extremely sad. "In the end, I found out that you are the son of my father-killer and enemy!"

"And then?" Pei Ci asked calmly holding the red medicine.

Hong Yao was dissatisfied with his reaction, and said viciously: "Then I will break up with you!"

Pei Ci nodded with a clear face: "I see..."

Hong Yao: "..." What kind?

Hong Yao was a little discouraged: "Okay...the bamboo horse is real, I'm actually your little book boy, young master...it's impossible to break up! We are, we are—"

Pei Ci tightened his hand holding Hongyao, his eyes were fixed on Hongyao's lightly moving lips, his heart was beating extremely fast, if he suffered from heart disease like he did in his previous life, he might have committed it by now.

"We are good brothers who have passed the certification of reincarnation in the past and present lives! How can we break up our friendship! In the next three lifetimes, we will never break up!" Hong Yao wrapped Pei Ci's shoulder with one hand, and held Pei Ci's hand with the other, making fists and waving in the air. Looks very excited.

Pei Ci: "..."

He clearly had no heart disease in this life, why did he suddenly feel as if his heart was suffocating?