Practicing Medicine in Three Kingdoms

The cool and thin night wind blows towards the face, occasionally bringing a sword with a soft clang.

Ling Tong held his sword and followed him at a distance.

The young man has drawn out his straight figure, his sharp eyes pierced through the dark night, and quietly landed on Li Yinzhou's back.

When something like this happened to him when he was on duty, it was his friends of the same age who he had made good friends with every day that contributed to the flames, and Ling Tong couldn't feel better.

But Ling Cao still felt relieved to leave this responsibility to him.

……

Li Yinzhou withdrew his gaze, squatted down and opened the lid, and a strong bitter smell came out.

He stared at Sun Shangxiang's calm side face: "These days, are you taking care of Gongji?"

Sun Shangxiang stirred the brown medicine dregs, her eyes became lonely following the boiling sound: "Ayan asked me to take care of him."

Thick white mist lingers between the two of them, and the two figures, dark and shallow, are both near and far apart through a stove.

Li Yinzhou said: "Sorry, this is what I should do."

"Forget it." Sun Shangxiang patted the ashes on his hands, turned his head and glanced at him lightly, "I can't always be taken care of by you."

She paused for a moment, got up and tidied up the skirt, pulled the wide corner of the skirt tightly around her ankle, and tied a firm knot.

After tidying himself up, he stood up straight and looked down at Li Yinzhou who was staring silently.

"Ayan said that Gongji was sorry for the Sun family, so he should be handed over to me." Sun Shangxiang said, "Gongji also told me everything."

The boiled soup was boiling non-stop, like someone's heartbeat, stirring endlessly.

Li Yinzhou was able to outline the whole story of the incident, and the decisive face appeared faintly in the floating mist, but he didn't know what expression to use to look up at Sun Shangxiang.

After a moment of silence, a light and fluttering voice fell into my ears like a feather: "Gong Ji told me that the letter was indeed written by him, but at that time he couldn't help himself, so he could only hold a wild goose feather to remind his brother. I never thought that my brother would still single-handedly save him."

Li Yinzhou couldn't help frowning, in the chaotic chaos, he finally found out what he had forgotten——

that letter.

Only it can prove the truth of the matter.

Just as he was about to turn around, there was a crackling sound of bamboo slips coming from behind, and with a light palm wind, several slender bamboo pieces were thrown into the stove.

The flames swelled in a circle without sound, and reflected two shadows on the wall.

Li Yinzhou suddenly looked up at Sun Shangxiang, his eyes flickered in the firelight, thinking

He opened his mouth to say something, but felt that he was not qualified to comfort her.

Sun Shangxiang's expression was much more relaxed: "I don't want to become the next Gongji, let alone the next Ayan, I am also the daughter of the Sun family, I can't be as self-willed as I was when I was a child, and I can't ruin Jiangdong because of me alone. overall situation."

She did not participate in today's meeting, and the only person who talked to her in advance was Lu Xun.

Li Yinzhou suddenly stood up: "Bo Yan already planned it?"

Sun Shangxiang nodded: "Yes, he told me three days ago. He said it was Gong Jin's intention. Let me hide this matter for now and pretend nothing happened."

three days ago.

It was when Zhang Zhao secretly notified Zhou Yu and Lu Su.

It was as if a piece of cotton was stuffed in his throat, and a dry feeling filled his heart. While he was in a daze and sad, everyone was already intensively preparing for the future.

He suddenly thought of something: "He also informed Gu Shao?"

Sun Shangxiang frowned slightly: "He didn't tell me this, but he asked me if I still don't want to marry him now, but how can I care about this at this juncture?"

Li Yinzhou clenched his fists tightly.

Her brother died, and she should not marry within three years.If the world continues to follow the track of history, she will eventually marry Liu Bei, who is not a few years younger than her father. After Liu Bei's death, there is no record of her in the annals of history.

As long as she marries Gu Shao, she will have a different fate.

He approached Sun Shangxiang with unprecedented seriousness in his eyes: "The news of the general's death has not yet been announced. You don't have to and can't be filial now. You can also choose to marry Gu Shao. I will convince the young master for you."

Sun Shangxiang was taken aback by his seriousness, she couldn't help avoiding her eyes, and said firmly, "No."

The light of the fire faded slowly, and the residual red in the ashes was astonishingly bright.

She bent down and picked up the medicine cup with a rag.

Li Yinzhou stared at her evasive back with furrowed eyebrows, and deeply clenched his palms with his knuckles. He suddenly had a bold idea—if he told her his true origin, told her something about the past and the future, Maybe she can listen to her own advice and change the tragedy of fate.

The night wind tore the ashes into fine grains like snow, which fell on his flashing eyelashes, and the boundless night was shining behind the white light in front of his eyes.

He made up his mind: "Actually..."

"According to your plan, Boyan can't stay in Wu County in the future, right?" Sun Shangxiang interrupted him.

Her voice was as flat as water: "Although Gu Shao

It's a bit stupid, but it's not ungrateful, and he will definitely follow Boyan wherever he goes.If I also marry far away, who will take care of my sister-in-law and Ru?I can't count on you big men, can I? "

She already knew about Sun Ru from Lu Ji.

Li Yinzhou persuaded her almost eagerly: "You can leave these matters to the young master, you just need to follow your own ideas."

Sun Shangxiang picked up the hot medicine cup, put it on the table frantically, rubbed his faintly red fingers, and blew.

After a long time, she slowly put down her hands: "I've been self-willed once. I stayed with you in Wu County before, but I didn't care about their mother and daughter. Now that my brother has gone, I can't let go of it anymore."

Her voice became softer: "You used to protect me, but now it's my turn to protect Aru. You said that I just need to follow my own ideas. This is what I think now."

As if she felt that such words were too serious, she turned her eyes back, and her eyes softened into a bright light: "I am the daughter of General Polu, the younger sister of General Dispute, although I can't protect all the people like my father and brother, but at least I You can protect your family."

Li Yinzhou couldn't think of words to refute her determination for a moment.

Under Sun Shangxiang's firm gaze, his frown slowly relaxed, and he swallowed back the words that were on his lips.

He once tried his best to protect a person on a road without bumps, but now he has proved that such a conceited idea is wrong.

Ah Xiang has his own way to go, but he can only send it this way.

The night wind flapped the skirt of the clothes, and the ringing of Qing Lingling spread out like ripples.

Like a vigilant eagle in the distance, the young man suddenly straightened his back, clenched his sword, and approached step by step: "What's the sound?"

Li Yinzhou turned to look at Ling Tong who was tired but vigilant, and smiled at him: "It's nothing, the bell was returned to me by the general."

Ling Tong's complexion became more complicated, and he put away his sword with his drooping eyes.

The charcoal fire blazed for a moment in the surging wind, bursting out several flying sparks, and the boy's resolute eyes, like his father's, were stained with a faint flame.

Troubled times are barren soil, and tough wood grows out of wind and frost.

Under his long and complicated gaze, Ling Tong touched his nose uncomfortably, turned his head and asked, "Where else do you plan to go, sir?"

Li Yinzhou narrowed his gaze, listened to the distant river, and moved slowly.

"To the general's tent."

The author has something to say: I think of a line I like very much in the empty realm -? People should not choose the road according to the sins they bear, but should bear the sins on the road they choose

Slowly adjust the state, and write more on weekends. Although the level is limited, I must try to write completely~