bamboo horse prince

Li Sheng had a high fever, and his condition suddenly worsened, but at this time Song Chengyun ordered that no one was allowed to visit him, except for the soldiers guarding him, not even near his camp.

Shi Lingxin took advantage of the opportunity when he went to the city to change his defense, bought a hen, discussed with Yang Nian in the tent and stewed it for Li Sheng to nourish his body.

"What are you doing!" Ren Xiaoxiao came in and saw a copper pot for boiling water on the charcoal fire, and Shi Lingxin held a long sword at the hen, and asked strangely.

"Hurry up." Yang Nian covered his eyes with one hand and grabbed the hen's two wings with the other, "I can't smell the bloody smell."

Shi Lingxin was also in a dilemma, "I've only killed people before, but I haven't killed chickens before."

Ren Xiaoxiao really couldn't see it, so she threw out the hidden weapon hidden in her sleeve, and with a bang, the chicken head fell off.

Yang Nian hurriedly let go, shrank aside and recited Amitabha silently.

"You guys are too useless." Ren Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, "Let's not talk about this, have you heard that brother Cheng may not be suffering from ordinary cold."

"What disease is that?" Shi Ling wrinkled his face and wanted to put the hen into the hot water.

"Didn't the marshal give a lecture yesterday to teach everyone to be careful when speaking, so I went to inquire about it, and it seems that it was reported by brother Cheng's guards, saying that brother Cheng had a lot of red pimples on his face, like..."

"That's impossible." Yang Nian retorted, "That's the most impossible thing for him."

"Hey, no matter what the disease is, let's fix the chicken first, what should we do next?" Shi Lingxin held the hen that had lost its head.

Yang Nian glanced at the bloody chicken head on the ground, his stomach was overwhelmed, and he quickly waved his hands, "The gentleman stays away from the kitchen."

"You two gentlemen rest, I'll come." Ren Xiaoxiao rolled up her sleeves and pushed Shi Lingxin aside.

Shi Lingxin stuck out her tongue.

"Brother is bad!" Ren Xiaoxiao anxiously waved to the guard in front of Li Sheng's gate from a long distance away, "Did the little stone fall into the pit?"

"what?"

"I can't pull him alone, can you help me?" Ren Xiaoxiao begged.

Due to Marshal Song's order, there was no one else in Li Sheng's tent except this guard.The guard hesitated for a moment, but it didn't take much effort to follow Ren Xiaoxiao.

Seeing an opportunity, Yang Nian groped into Li Sheng's tent with a bowl of chicken soup.

Li Sheng heard movement outside the house, so he sat up to check.

Yang Nian tiptoed in. Since he couldn't free his hands, he could only wink at Li Sheng and hid in Li Sheng's closet.

After a while, the guard poked his head in, "My lord, I just went out to help, is there anything wrong?"

Li Sheng looked at the smoking cabinet, pretended to be calm and said, "It's nothing."

The guard backed out upon hearing this.

Only then did Yang Nian come out of the cabinet, exhaled, patted his chest, mouth-shaped Li Sheng and said, "I'm scared to death."

He put the chicken soup on the table and filled it with a teacup. He tasted it first, and it tasted really good.

Li Sheng looked puzzled, and asked in a low voice, "What are you here for?"

Yang Nian remembered his purpose, reluctantly walked to the bedside, and handed the teacup to Li Sheng, "Look at you."

"You did it?" Li Sheng knew the discipline in the army, and the leader of the army had already fallen asleep at this time.

Yang Nian shook his hand in front of his lips, "The chicken bought by Xiaoshitou, and the soup cooked by Xiaoxiao."

"You come to claim the credit." Li Sheng had already guessed the answer.

Yang Nian nodded triumphantly. He saw the small bulge on Li Sheng's forehead, which was very light pink and crystal clear, and couldn't help but reach out to touch it.

"Don't," Li Sheng tilted his head back, "It's not good to pass it on to you."

"What are you pretending to do with me?" Yang Nian smiled, "Did you have smallpox once when you were young?"

"Do you remember?"

"No, that was the first time my sister hit me, as if it was because I insisted on looking for you?"

"Yes, I played with you in the yard for too long. Seeing that you were cold, I gave you all my clothes and caught a cold. It caught fire the next day. At that time, the little prince of Prince Pingnan's family was also happy. , the palace is quite sensitive, so they put me in isolation at your house..."

"You say, I listen."

"You are also messing around, saying that I am not allowed to sleep in your bed, and you will enter after opening the door. Sister Feng'er is so angry that she is caught and beaten. After that, you lie outside and tell me, Li Sheng, I will give the bed to you." You, don't let my sister hit me." Li Sheng recalled and sighed, "Selfish."

"I didn't expect so much at that time." Yang Nian saw that there was still some chicken soup in Li Sheng's cup and drank it up, "I'll make some more for you."

Li Sheng was so angry that he had no choice but to say, "Okay, you read it too, and if you don't go back, the military doctor said that although the chickenpox is mild, it is easy to pass it on to others."

"It's okay if I can make you better by uploading it. I think my physique is still good."

"Quick pee pee pee."

"Bah, bah, bah." Yang Nian handed the teacup to Li Sheng, and pointed to the little spots on Li Sheng's face that were barely visible, "Will you leave scars? Look at the flowers that left on your face that day." Xiao Mazi."

"Young Master Lao Yang is worried. I am not good-looking at first. Young Master Yang is so concerned about appearance, why not hurry up and withdraw."

"Why do you insist on chasing me? I just want to accompany you and talk to you more."

Li Sheng's eyes turned hot, he hadn't seen Yang Nian for half a month, Yang Nian's words pierced his heart, he lowered his head and pretended to drink chicken soup.

"It's delicious!" Yang Nian swallowed next to Li Sheng, "Drink all of this, and you'll be cured in no time!"

Li Sheng nodded, and handed the empty teacup to Yang Nian.

"You point to the side."

Yang Nian desperately squeezed himself into Li Sheng's blanket, "I'm too embarrassed to use the charcoal from your house for your illness, let me cool it down."

Li Sheng supported the side of the bed, afraid that Yang Nian would get him on the floor.

"Do you have a fever?" Yang Nian suddenly asked after taking off his clothes.

Li Sheng sighed tiredly, "I had a high fever a few days ago, but it's just a slight fever these days."

"Then I'll cool you down." As he spoke, Yang Nian put his cold hands on Li Sheng's waist.

Li Sheng took a breath silently, feeling that Yang Nian was really deceiving others, so he turned around angrily.

"My lord!" the guard walked in, "I extinguished the candle for you."

Li Sheng pressed Yang Nian's head against the quilt with a calm expression.

Yang Nian's forehead was tightly pressed against Li Sheng's chest, and he could hear Li Sheng's rapid heartbeat through the single clothes. He thought it was because Li Sheng was nervous, so he gently pulled Li Sheng's clothes under the quilt.

After a while, Li Sheng lifted the quilt, "Let's go."

Only then did Yang Nian stick out his head, looked into Li Sheng's bright eyes in the dark room and said softly, "Hurry up."

There was magic in Yang Nian's voice that moved Li Sheng's heart, making him dare not look at Yang Nian, so he covered his face and replied, "I want to too..."