Purple must

When Lu Changqing woke up, he saw the candle on the table for the first time.I forgot to blow it out when I lit it up last night, tears turned red all night, and the wax torch turned to ashes.

He found that he had slept half the night with his head on Feng Qi's leg, at this moment Feng Qi's body was shaking slightly.He looked up and saw Feng Qi was coughing with his sleeve on his mouth.It was paler than his white hair.

"Suppress your voice so deliberately, are you afraid of... waking me up?" Lu Changqing's throat choked.

Feng Qi coughed silently, frowning and forced a smile.Such a forbearance made Lu Changqing's heart ache like being stung by a bee.He grabbed Feng Qi's wrist, but he couldn't shake it.

Pulling his hand away, Lu Changqing silently stared at the blood on the handkerchief.Some of the bloodstains had darkened and dried up, while others were still fresh, layer upon layer, shocking.

This man coughed up blood all night without saying a word, and he was afraid that making a sound would disturb his lucid dream.

Lu Changqing suddenly remembered that when he was in Haojing Palace, this man let the red wax burn his hands and didn't say a word.He seemed to have always had such an attitude towards himself, and he indulged so much.

But what I gave back to him was three months of torture day and night in the palace, watching him get weaker and weaker, coughing up blood...

Lu Changqing couldn't watch it any longer, got off the bed and tried to decoct the medicine with his shoes on, but Feng Qi grabbed his sleeve.

"Aman, come here." Feng Qi looked tired, but his eyes were as warm as a spring breeze.

Lu Changqing froze, Feng Qi leaned forward and pushed him to sit down, got up on his half knees, touched the comb to comb his hair.Lu Changqing could almost feel Feng Qi's slender and bony fingers sliding over his scalp, that kind of cock rushing from the tip of his heart to his lower back.Lu Changqing fully realized today that no matter what Feng Qi did, he would be fatally tempted.Even if their positions are different, even if he disagrees with Feng Qi's stupid loyalty and stubbornness, even if he breaks up with him because of this, he will still love this person.Because what he loves is not the beliefs, good and evil, or values ​​of this person, but the person himself.

Feng Qi took the hairpin, tied up Lu Changqing's hair, and smiled faintly: "It's much more energetic."

Lu Changqing didn't care if he was in good spirits or not, he took out the herbs and fried them himself when he went out.After decocting the medicine, he brought it in, and Feng Qi coughed again.

The cough was hoarse at first, but it was suppressed as hard as possible, which only made people worry.In particular, Feng Qi's strong posture of being under one person and above ten thousand people for so many years is like a myth of immortality in Dazhou. Seeing his frail and decadent appearance suddenly makes Lu Changqing feel even more sad.

"Come on, drink the medicine." Lu Changqing blew on the soup medicine in the blowing spoon and brought it to Feng Qi's mouth.

Feng Qi smelled it, and smiled, "Do I have to drink it?"

"Why don't you drink the medicine?" Lu Changqing scolded, "You must drink it up."

Feng Qi sighed imperceptibly, opened his mouth, and let Lu Changqing feed him.

After feeding half a bowl, Lu Changqing suddenly stopped, with a troubled expression on his face, "Feng Qi..."

"Huh?" Feng Qi leaned against the head of the bed and asked in a nasal voice casually.

"Drink your medicine well..." Don't droop your eyelids slightly, your eyelashes tremble slightly, your pink tongue tip is exposed from time to time, your Adam's apple rolls so obviously... Lu Changqing couldn't say the rest, so he reminded half a sentence dryly.

Hearing that he said to drink the medicine well, Feng Qi moved on the bed, sat up a little bit, put his hands on his knees, very dignified and quiet.

Master Feng Qi's sword is not old, no matter what kind of posture it is, it is full of charm.Lu Changqing lowered his head, unable to say anything, and continued to feed the medicine.

"Did you find Xie Ji?" Feng Qi asked when the medicine bowl was bottomed out.

"Not yet." Lu Changqing replied.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't, even if he has a close relationship with Lu Changqing, he can be said to be living in a tiger's den among his army at the moment.It may not be a good thing that Xie Ji was also brought here.Feng Qi thought calmly.

At this moment, suddenly there was an urgent report from the soldiers outside the door. When Lu Changqing asked, Xie Yan was actually injured.

Lu Changqing's complexion changed instantly, and he stood up suddenly, "Feng Qi, I'll go and have a look." Before he finished speaking, he rushed out of the room like the wind.

Feng Qi kept watching his back disappear before covering his mouth.Stomach tumbling, he leaned against the bed, gulping down the concoction he just drank.

Feng Qi tried his best to restrain himself, but this violent vomiting couldn't be stopped at all.

"Aster..." he said sadly, "I'm sorry..."

The faint fragrance of flowers seemed to penetrate into his brain, he only felt that what he drank was Lu Shutong's ashes and flesh and blood, the dark despair made him tremble all over.

Lu Changqing rushed to the big tent, and Shen Shutong had already called the doctors in the army.Xie Yan's eyes were blue, his lips were black, and he looked like he was poisoned.

Lu Changqing had some verbal conflicts with Xie Yan the day before, but seeing him injured and poisoned today, he felt extremely guilty.If the child hadn't followed him, he wouldn't have suffered these hardships.The doctor was feeling the pulse, and Lu Changqing asked, "How is it?"

The doctor said: "There is poison on the dart, I don't know what kind of poison it is, if the antidote can't be prepared, it will be life-threatening."

Lu Changqing pursed his lips for a moment.

Uncle Shen said: "Xie Yan said that he met a few people from the rivers and lakes in the forest. Those people mistook him for Xie Ji who was beside Feng Qi and wanted to catch him. He was injured by the poison dart when he ran away."

"Send people to search the mountains and bring back all the suspicious people!" Lu Changqing ordered, "Hurry up and search for Xie Ji."

"Brother Changqing, I don't want to die..." Xie Yan reluctantly raised his hand and caught Lu Changqing's finger.

Xie Yan was always innocent, but now he said such disheartening words, Lu Changqing felt suffocated, and couldn't help but take Xie Yan's hand and hold it tightly.

"It's okay, Ah Yan, don't be afraid." Lu Changqing comforted with a soft voice.

"Is there any way to temporarily delay the toxicity?" Lu Changqing asked the doctor.

"The humble official will prepare some antidote prescriptions, but the poison in the Jianghu, the humble official knows very little, I am afraid that we still have to find the poisoner before we can get the antidote."

Lu Changqing sent the doctor to dispense the medicine, settled down with Xie Yan, and sat by the couch to watch over him.When they first met, Lu Changqing fell into the maze set by Feng Qi, and Xie Yan's appearance saved him from danger.After that, Xie Yan in the main hall disregarded his own life and death, kowtowed until his head was covered with blood, begging Feng Qi to let him go.Not to mention the guardian in Feng Prison, and now he is on the run with him... After all, this person, Lu Changqing, he cannot live up to.

Why do you always know how to cherish when you lose it?Lu Changqing thought distraughtly, it was the same for Feng Qi, and it was also for Xie Yan.

"Brother Changqing..." Xie Yan opened his swollen eyes and squeezed Lu Changqing's hand tightly, "...you want to be with me..."

"Don't worry, Ah Yan." Lu Changqing responded to him with concern.

In the candlelight, Lu Changqing's long hair was hanging down, his eyebrows were picturesque, Xie Yan looked at him with a warm heart.Lu Changqing thinks that Feng Qi is beautiful everywhere, but Xie Yan only thinks that Feng Qi is a heartless, ungrateful old man.Lu Changqing is the unsullied god in his heart.

"Promise me...you only think about me..." Xie Yan's fingers were almost embedded in Lu Changqing's bones.

Before Lu Changqing could answer, a servant outside Xingyuan reported that it was Feng Qi who had come.

Feng Qi had limited mobility, so the servant pushed the wheelchair to see him in.The night of early spring turned warm and cold, so he put on a thin coat.

Great Zhou Guoshi, the third in beauty, the second in medicine and stone, and the first in strategy.

Feng Qi was pushed to the side of the bed, looked at Xie Yan's complexion, and reached out to feel his pulse.Unexpectedly, Xie Yan suddenly struggled, "Don't touch me! Brother Changqing, don't let him touch me! I hate it!"

"A Yan, the national teacher is proficient in medical skills, let him feel the pulse." Lu Changqing knew that he was making trouble for no reason, but seeing him so weak, he couldn't bear to blame him.

Feng Qi naturally didn't care about the younger generation, and smiled, "Xiao Yan, what are you afraid of?"

An ordinary sentence, Feng Qi raised his eyes when he said it, and there was a sense of threat.

Feng Qi stretched out two fingers to cut Xie Yan's pulse.Xie Yan looked back and forth between Lu Changqing and Feng Qi, only to feel that Feng Qi deliberately seduced Lu Changqing, and even Lu Changqing kept staring at Feng Qi's face.He was very unhappy.In fact, Feng Qi was only concentrating on getting the pulse, and Lu Changqing stared at him, but he just wanted to know Xie Yan's condition as soon as possible from the change in his expression.

Feng Qi put his hands back into his sleeves.

"It's the Nine Songs of the Underworld." Feng Qi said.When Xie Ji heard the word "Nine Poisons", his whole body trembled like he was startled.

"How to solve it?" Lu Changqing asked immediately.

"Huangquan Jiuqu is made of nine kinds of poisons, but I don't know exactly which nine kinds of poisons, so I can only try it. Xiao Yan, hurt me." After Feng Qi finished speaking, he took out his dagger and pointed at it. Xie Yan cut his wrist with a knife.

"What are you doing!" Xie Yan said in shock.

Feng Qi casually took the teacup on the table and took half of Xie Yan's blood.

Feng Qi moved the teacup away, and Lu Changqing immediately pressed Xie Yan's wound with a clean handkerchief.Feng Qi called the servant and said, "Catch a few rabbits and feed them blood."

"It's so cruel..." Xie Yan retracted his head into Lu Changqing's arms.

Feng Qi didn't refute him, and told Lu Changqing: "Let Xiaoyan move less, so as not to let the poisonous blood enter the marrow, and you try to stay with him these few days. I need to move some things to the bamboo house by the lake, and you can give me some more strength." people."

"Okay." Lu Changqing replied.

Feng Qi was pushed away by the servant, and the wind blew his thin coat.Seeing him bowing his head and coughing again, Lu Changqing really wanted to say something, but from the corner of his eye, he saw Xie Yan's swollen eyes closely following him, and swallowed those words of advice again.