My child's father is me

Early the next morning, Qi Mo woke up.

Although Shen Huaibi is feeling better now, she still can't stop herbal diet and insists on it every day.

There is a lack of small supplies in Pingcheng. What can I not find? Good ingredients for delicacies from mountains and seas, but medicinal materials are better, and the things are fresh and delicious, which can be regarded as an advantage.

He walked into the small kitchen, where there were fresh ingredients brought over early this morning, neatly stacked on the table.

A wooden barrel full of water was placed upright on the table. He leaned over to see that there was a fresh fish in it.

That? It's the perch he specially asked someone to catch from the creek in the west. After repeated experiments in the past few days, he figured out this? A? Rule - Shen Huaibi loves to eat fish, almost every day as long as there is fish, No matter how bad the medicine is, he can drink it without changing his face.

That? The perch is still alive, swimming freely in the? wooden barrel, unaware that it is about to die in the belly of a human being.

Qi Mo quickly cut open the belly of the fish, removed the gills and viscera, drenched the blood with clean water, skillfully sliced ​​the fish into thin slices, and put the whole thing into the boiled broth. The soup was bubbling and bubbling in the hot pot.

Qi Mo stared at the situation of the fire on the one hand, and on the other hand, he divided his mind a little bit, and began to speculate unconsciously?——

The group of them stayed in Pingcheng for too long, Qi Mo reckoned that when Shen Huaibi got better, they would have to go east to the capital.

Although the capital is now in the power of King Blessed, it has not yet ended up without a leader, but when they and their group enter the capital, what will it be like?

And Shen Huaibi.

If the first half of his 17 years was like a duckweed, drifting aimlessly in the water, then Qi Mo's current situation is more like a person hanging in the water.

He was instinctively greedy for Shen Huaibi, the life-saving straw, but he was afraid that he would be cut off suddenly when he was around.

His thoughts were tangled together like a mess. He really couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't want to.

Uncle Rong got up early today too.In order to exercise, he wandered around the yard, but suddenly found wisps of cooking smoke rising into the air from the small kitchen.

Originally, he thought it was someone from the inn who was making breakfast, so he didn't take it seriously, but when he walked in, he looked inside, and there was actually a familiar person inside, who was doing things skillfully ——

Then? His mother is the little burden he brought all the way from the capital, Qi Mo!

Uncle Rong still can't forget the tragedy of burning the kitchen when he was in Jiangbei, and now the scene reappears, he walked in stealthily as if he was facing an enemy, and immediately stopped him with a loud shout: "Your Highness the Eleventh! What are you doing??!"

Qi Mo was dealing with his ambiguous thoughts when he was suddenly called out like this, and his heart skipped a beat. The cattail fan in his hand was suddenly out of proportion, and the small porcelain cup that was still on the stove was accidentally slapped onto it by him. On the ground, the fish soup that had been simmering for nearly two hours was also scattered on the ground. The milky white soup met the blue-gray stone slab, and a strong aroma radiated out.

Qi Mo raised his head and saw that it was Uncle Rong, he calmed down a little.

He didn't open his mouth to reprimand Uncle Rong, but bent down to pick up the broken fragments of the larger porcelain cup with his hands, and carefully wrapped them in his handkerchief so that no one would be hurt.

Seeing that he didn't do any damage, Uncle Rong was cooking here for the first time. He felt a little guilty, scratched his head and said, "Then?...His Royal Highness, you? This..."

"Good morning, Uncle Rong." Qi Mo interrupted him: "General Shen is not in good health, now? He needs food to recuperate, since I caused him to be like this, I must take care of his balanced diet, and I can't let General Shen burn it." It’s the root of the disease.”

When Uncle Rong heard what he said, the guilt in his heart became even stronger, and he hurriedly said, "Is that so? You? The soup is gone, then? Let me help you..."

Qi Mo smiled at him, but shook his head and said: "No need, this soup will be gone when it's gone, General Shen won't wake up for a while, I'll make another bowl, there's still time. "

Uncle Rong looked at him in a daze, and didn't know what to say for a while. Well, he finally managed to hold back a sentence, and said cautiously, "Then?...You? Reconciled with General Shen?"

Qi Mo gave him a strange look and asked, "What? Reconciliation? Both of us have always been fine."

Uncle Rong smiled, with a look of relief in his eyes, he clapped his palms and sighed, "Hey, that's all right. When I saw you yesterday, you looked listless. I thought you were going out with General Shen What? Something happened."

When Qi Mo heard this, he felt a little guilty for no reason, wrapped all the tiles in his hands, and threw them into the dustpan.

He straightened up and explained: "I'm fine, General Shen...he's fine. Didn't I just wake up before? Maybe my sanity was a little unclear, and my complexion should be normal. What's wrong with General Shen? It's nothing."

Uncle Rong said meaningfully, and joked: "Then? I won't bother Your Highness with the medicinal diet you gave General Shen to recuperate. Alas, I'm an old bone, and I should walk around... just don't Know what? When, it turns out that your little Highness, who is not as long as mine, has grown so big."

Qi Mo was a little ashamed by what he said, and hurriedly pushed him out: "Uncle Rong, you? It's true, what is this called? Is it so? Don't you grow up after eating for nothing? Then? It's a giant baby! You Go for a walk quickly, don't play me here anymore."

Uncle Rong smiled happily. As soon as he walked out, a big black bird landed on his shoulder——

These few days, Uncle Rong is here to take care of Dahei, one of them chatters, the other can't speak, they get along just right and they are very intimate.

Seeing Qi Mo, Dahei flapped his wings and showed him his healed wings.

The soldiers of the Eastern Daying Camp are all familiar with Dahei, so naturally they treat it very well.In the past few days when Qi Mo left, Dahei should have been given all kinds of good medicines in turn, so he got better so quickly.

It's just that the growth rate of flesh and blood is much faster than that of feathers, and Dahei's original? Black and bright wings are bald, adding a sense of humor to its mighty and abnormal image for no reason.

Dahei noticed that Qi Mo was staring at its wings, as if he could understand human nature, he closed the wings again, and the bird's beak turned aside, as if he was sulking at him.

Qi Mo let out a muffled laugh, and watched Dahei, who was riding on Uncle Rong and on his shoulders, go away.

The early morning in the east has risen from the mountains, and the golden sun penetrates the clouds, dyeing the morning glow with a touch of gorgeous ink, which is so beautiful that it makes people look sideways.

Qi Mo thought a little worriedly, this is all right, the fish is gone, the soup is gone, Shen Huaibi will wake up later, and find that there is no decent medicinal food today, shouldn't he be angry?

Ugh.

He resigned to his fate and closed the firewood door in the kitchen. It was still early, and according to past experience, Shen Huaibi would not be able to get up before noon.

This just gave him enough time to prepare another medicated meal.

It's strange to say that ordinary people have suffered so many injuries, even if they are drugged, it is impossible for them to sleep for such a long time like Shen Huaibi.The growth of flesh and blood is always accompanied by pain, and it must be difficult to survive this kind of pain in your sleep.

It's not that Qi Mo didn't secretly go to his yard to see Shen Huaibi. Every time Xu Yi ran into him, the reply he got was either "the general has rested" or "the general has rested".

Qi Mo thought it was because Xu Yi simply didn't want to see him meet Shen Huaibi, so he tricked him into coming.

But? Now that he thinks about it carefully, he feels that this is very likely to be true.

Qi Mo didn't sleep well last night, not only because of the fluctuations in his mood, but also because of the movement coming from inside.

Shen Huaibi usually looks like a well-mannered general, but when he sleeps, he is extremely restless.

Daqi's century-old frontier has been peaceful, and there has been no major war. Maybe it's been so many days? Shen Huaibi hasn't touched a gun stick, and his hands are itchy all of a sudden, and he regards the bed as a battlefield.

Qi Mo heard the commotion inside, and when he went in to look, he found that all the quilts, pillows and mattresses were thrown off the bed by him.

And Shen Huaibi himself was lying on the bed well and soundly.

His brows were slightly frowned, and his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, like the wings of a butterfly about to fly. His brows curved into a fragile arc, his hands wrapped around himself, and his face was something Qi Mo had never seen before. Vulnerability vs. helplessness.

Thin sweat was dripping from his forehead, as if he had experienced a nightmare.

Sleeping without a quilt, and the cold nights in the mountains, doesn't Shen Huaibi understand this?

So? My lord, I don’t even know how to sleep well, really...

Qi Mo sighed, picked up the pillow and quilt, and covered him with the quilt.

Shen Huaibi seemed to have noticed the movement of the person coming, but she didn't open her eyes. Instead, she held Qi Mo's wrist tightly before Qi Mo's hand covering him with the quilt left.

Qi Mo thought he was awake, and the little rabbit in his heart jumped in a panic. If it wasn't for Shen Huaibi who was still holding his hand, Qi Mo suspected that his whole body would have been thrown seven or eight hundred miles away.

What if Shen Huaibi found that he was up in the middle of the night and ran inside? Look at him, what would the other party think?Don't you think you are a pervert? !

The more Qi Mo thought about it, the more terrifying he became. Ben? He wanted to run away, but he remembered Shen Huaibi holding his hand. He thought about it for a while, and decided to wait and see what happened.

Qi Mo waited quietly for a while, until Shen Huaibi's body turned slightly to his side, but he didn't wait until someone spoke.

Qi Mo blinked, and just about to tuck his hands into the quilt, when he went back by himself, he saw Shen Huaibi's lips moving slightly as if dreaming.

He bowed his body and leaned very close to Shen Huaibi.

Those two pale and thin lips moved slightly, and Qi Mo heard a few words——

"Don't go...it's cold..."

Qi Mo's face turned pale, and he took his hand away: "You are cold? Do you know how to kick the quilt? Hurry up and cover me."

He said so, but his movements were very gentle, he carefully tucked up the quilt for him, stared at his sweat-drenched eyebrows for a while, and then turned and left.

As dull as he is, until now? When he overturned his memories, he only realized belatedly that Shen Huaibi was trapped by a nightmare.

The Shen family used to be a big family in three dynasties, but in? His father's generation began to decline?.

Shen Huaibi's father was named Shen Qing, who spent most of his life guarding the border without any complaints, but for some reason, when he reached middle age, he attempted to rebel and was beheaded by his father for the crime of disorder.

The Shen family was implicated because of this, and more than [-] members of the whole family were beheaded by the sword. It was only through the mercy of the father and emperor that Shen Qing's youngest son was spared that Shen Huaibi was saved.

Qi Mo lowered his head, Chuchen stretched his shadow obliquely.

Senior Brother, he should have dreamed of something very sad, very sad.

He glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, but saw a small shop on the side of the street full of soothing sachets.

Originally, I was planning to buy ingredients, and then went inside instead.