Troubled times male concubine [time travel]

When Jiang Yushu woke up leisurely, the dew outside the window was clear, and the moon was poking through the slanted window, the clear light was smudged, and there was silence.

Chun Nong, Xiang Nong, the two girls were sleeping deeply beside the table, Jiang Yushu leaned on the edge of the couch with both hands, her hair was scattered, her chest was drooping, against her pale face, as if the moon outside the window dyed the night clear Hui.

The man looked at them from afar and saw that they were black and blue. Knowing that he was hurting them again, he lowered his head, looked at his body, and then stared straight at his hands again.

——The hands are fair, but they are pale, without blood color, and the delicate veins can be seen faintly.

Jiang Yushu laughed at himself.

——Weak body and sick body, once died of illness, how can we preserve it?

"Hey!" There was a soft sigh and a sorrow.

"My lord, you're awake, you scared this servant to death." Chun Nong rubbed his sleepy eyes, and hurried to the side of the couch, his little face was full of joy: "My lord, you're hungry, my servant is going to get you something to eat." After finishing speaking, He walked to the table and pushed Xiang Nong who was still deeply asleep.

"You let her sleep, she is young," Jiang Yushu said.

Chun Nong glanced back at Jiang Yushu, Jiang Yushu smiled indifferently, the woman answered with a smile, and went to get food.

Zhao Yifeng came back from drinking tea, and planned to rest in the study, but saw that there was still candlelight in the Luoyun Hall, so he pulled up his robe and walked this way, and when he walked into the hall, he saw Xiang Nong sleeping deeply, and immediately turned dark, ready to scold, Jiang Yushu Dissuade her in time: "Let her sleep, she is young, and I don't need so many people."

Zhao Yifeng's face was cold and his steps were heavy. He walked towards the couch. Jiang Yushu felt that every step he took brought a gust of wind, and the candlelight was almost drowned by the cold air on his body. He frowned and stopped talking.

The man walked to the side of the couch, sat down consciously, and said in a deep voice: "You always treat them like this? No wonder everyone is tricky."

Jiang Yushu really didn't want to talk to a piece of ice, but he thought that he was "married" and was a courtier, so due to his status, he responded in a low voice: "It's my fault."

Zhao Yifeng saw that his brows were elegant, but his stubbornness could not be concealed, and immediately said in a deep voice: "You don't have to make a small prostration to the hall because of your status, it's boring."

Jiang Yushu smiled: "Then, Your Highness, how do you like my minister?"

The man thought, and whispered: "Nature!"

Jiang Yushu raised his eyes, stared at the cold person in front of him, and said with a sneer, "It's so difficult for a human being to be free in nature in this life. They are all forced by the world of mortals. Don't your highness think it's too difficult to ask for?"

The man asked back, "Really?"

He said again: "It is precisely because of this that it is the most precious."

Jiang Yushu smiled and didn't speak.Eyes drooping, as if tired.

Chun Nong came in with food, saw the person, was startled, saluted, put the food on the table, then pulled Xiang Nong who was still deeply asleep, and ran away.

Zhao Yifeng got up and walked to the table, took the ganoderma lucidum and goji berry soup, and walked towards the bed. Jiang Yushu felt that the room was full of cold wind when he moved, and couldn't help frowning again. The man walked to the bed, holding a spoon, and straightened Jiang Yushu felt awkward, turned his head, and said in a low voice, "Come here yourself."

Zhao Yifeng tried his best to soften his voice, and said, "You are weak and need to be taken care of."

Jiang Yushu tried his best to hold the bowl, and said in a cold voice, "I'm weak, but not disabled. Sometimes the strong and healthy people are not as good as the weak. Besides, I still have healthy limbs and don't need to take care of them."

Zhao Yifeng saw that what he said in a cold voice was well-founded, and couldn't help admiring him. Such a temperament is rare!

There are very few people who can admire Zhao Yifeng. One is someone whose martial arts can match him, and the other is someone who has a brilliant literary talent and a firm temperament.Obviously Jiang Yushu took the second point. Zhao Yifeng was very happy that he didn't force Jiang Yushu to submit to this choice. Sometimes getting someone's skin is not as good as getting someone's heart.

Zhao Yifeng secretly rejoiced at the original decision.

The man gave the bowl to Jiang Yushu. Jiang Yushu's strength was unstable, and he held it tremblingly. The soup spoon was only shaking in the bowl.

After Jiang Yushu finished drinking the soup, he regained his energy and his face was flushed. Zhao Yifeng was confused for a moment, got up and took the cloak and soft pillow, and said with concern: "You are cold, wear more."

Jiang Yushu took it tremblingly, wrapped himself up tightly, and swore to himself that he would never fall ill again.

Zhao Yifeng quietly watched him take care of himself, and there was a moment of throbbing in his eyes, which disappeared in a flash.

"Come back tomorrow."

Only then did Jiang Yushu remember that he slept most of the time and forgot to return home, "Go back tomorrow, Mom and Dad should worry."

"Relax about what happened in the palace that day (Yuanpa disturbance)," Zhao Yifeng only felt that his face was hot when he said this.There was a moment of unnaturalness.

Seeing his blushing, Jiang Yushu thought of teasing him, and said with a smile, "Your Highness, are you caring about me?"

"No." Zhao Yifeng flatly refused.

"This hall just thinks, you can't be sick anymore, otherwise this hall will go bankrupt." The man said solemnly.

Jiang Yushu sneered and said, "The eldest prince of Tianqing has no money, is he trying to make fun of my people?"

"This palace never knew that Mr. Yu is so sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued." The man raised his brows and said in surprise.

"I'm not dumb, why don't you say something?" Jiang Yushu didn't forgive.

"It seems that you are very well, and you have the strength to grind your teeth with this hall."

Jiang Yushu spoke in a leisurely manner without raising his eyelids: "After sleeping for a long time, I have been suffocated. Your Highness also knows that the royal rules are strict, and it is rare for Your Highness to be free. I will grind my teeth with my minister. I must cherish it."

Zhao Yifeng didn't know that Jiang Yushu was such an eloquent person, he couldn't talk to him, and he thought that his body was just a little better, so he didn't want to argue.

In fact, Jiang Yushu and Zhao Yifeng are both people who know how to make small jokes, and they are also people who can speak well. It's just that there are many royal rules, and people live a lifetime with many helpless constraints. It's rare to be happy, rare to be happy.

He spat out four words again and again: "Sharp teeth and sharp mouth"

Jiang Yushu smiled calmly, as if tomorrow was in the sky: "Thanks for the compliment"

Zhao Yifeng's face trembled, and he looked at Jiang Yushu quietly.

Suddenly, the two smiled heartily...

It is a tacit understanding and the first step in communicating with each other.

Zhao Yifeng moved forward, Jiang Yushu didn't move, he was calm, but his heart was not good.Zhao Yifeng approached and hugged the quilt.

Jiang Yushu was puzzled: "Your Highness, what is this for?"

The man said: "Go to the study"

After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Yushu finally understood his intention.He smiled immediately, and made a quick move, asking: "Your Highness, let's go."

After Zhao Yifeng left, Jiang Yushu's spirit was surprisingly good. He called Chun Nong, took the book - "The Story of Soldiers", and read it quietly. It's bloody."

Jiang Yushu smiled lightly, his eyes rolled around, and Yuanshan eyebrows were firm: "Know yourself and the enemy, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles."

Chun Nong didn't understand, and Jiang Yushu didn't want to explain.

Xiang Nong brought the qi invigorating medicine, Jiang Yushu frowned when he saw the blackness, and suddenly thought of the people and things he had been implicated in these years due to his physical problems, so he took it and drank it in one gulp.

After calming down for a moment, Fu continued to read the book.

When Zhao Yifeng came over the next day, he saw a person leaning on the bed with his cloak scattered in Xiaomei, and a book was dropped on the floor——"The Story of Soldiers". (Saliva) strong fragrance, and thinking of how deeply the girl slept last night, she was about to shout, but when she thought that Jiang Yushu hadn't woken up yet, she walked softly to the side of the couch and picked up the book.

Some people are born with their own wind. Wherever they walk, the wind blows; when they walk, the cold wind whizzes.

Jiang Yushu woke up the moment Zhao Yifeng bent down to pick up the book—woke up from the cold, and when Zhao Yifeng got up, he saw this man's clear eyes. Although his complexion was weak, his eyes were clear.

He took the book and went to sit at the table. When "Lin Yuan" called out, the two girls were awakened, and they saw Zhao Yifeng hurriedly saluting and leaving.

"Your Highness, get ready," Lin Yuan said, and came in with a piece of clothing.

Jiang Yushu looked around, and it seemed that it was not the style he liked, so his eyes rolled around.

Zhao Yifeng caught that moment and asked, "Young Master Yu, what color do you like?"

The man said: "Subai"

Zhao Yifeng was curious, and then asked: "Why?"

Jiang Yushu's eyes moved like clear clouds, and he said with a smile, "It's white and indifferent, without flashy and anxious air."

Zhao Yifeng sized it up and lamented, "Young Master Yu is going to be disappointed."

Jiang Yushu glanced at the clothes in Lin Yuan's hands again, shook his head, and said with a slight smile: "The heart is as clear as ice, and it doesn't panic when it changes. The external things are all passing by, but the heart can be controlled, that's all, that's all."

Zhao Yifeng saw that he was relieved, poured a cup of tea, and said softly, "It is forbidden to wear white in the palace. This hall has chosen a moon-white robe, which is barely enough. Master Yu doesn't mind." (Moon-white is a very light blue , close to white)

Jiang Yushu stared fixedly at the person in front of him, his face was calm, but there were ripples in his heart.

What does it feel like?

Warm, pure, slowly walking among the limbs.

It's moving, isn't it?

……

Jiang Yushu got up, and finally put on the moon-white shirt and robe with flamboyant steps.

"Jade Calligraphy Records" records: "Since Prince Yu entered the palace in the Qing Dynasty, everyone in the court can see his robes, regardless of the style, they are all from the moon white."