The daily life of a bereaved salted fish

When Jiang Wu announced the news, King Xiang was the first to petrify. His eyes were trembling in their sockets, and his face was full of fear.

After all the officials came down that day, the news quickly spread throughout Guanjing. When Yin Wuzhi arrived, it was the afternoon of that day, and the news was discussed in the streets and alleys.

"Have you heard? The little emperor is getting married."

"It's been half a year since I was enthroned, it's time to become a queen."

"If it wasn't for his mother's family being powerless, he would have had a concubine when he was a prince."

"Hey, you guys can't understand the point. The one he wants to marry is not an ordinary woman, but that crazy woman, Qiu Wuchen."

The crazy woman Qiu Wuchen.Who doesn't know that she is the fiancée of Prince Jiang Yuan. After the death of Prince Yuan, she did not hesitate to use her virginity as a widow. She often regarded herself as a princess and concubine, and said that she would be the Queen of Daxia in the future. Qiu Shangshu thought she was ashamed to show her face , kicked her out.

"Your Majesty wants to marry Qiu Wuchen, it must be because he is in love with Prince Yuan?"

"Then what else? It must be because Qiu Wuchen often said that he is the future Queen of Great Xia, and the emperor did this to comfort her. Could it be that he really likes a crazy woman?"

"Your Majesty is really kind."

"A great sage who is rare in a hundred years."

Yin Wuzhi led the horse across the room.

His face was as pale as frost, and the wound on his left shoulder near his heart seemed to be bitten by mosquitoes, which was itchy and painful.

All the way back to the Dingnan Palace, Princess Dingnan immediately noticed his strangeness, and immediately sent the doctor over, and when the dressing was changed, she took a deep breath: "How could he be hurt like this."

King Dingnan glanced at it, frowned and said, "It's obvious that the medicine was not changed normally, and it was sweating and pus, and the carrion must be removed first... You child, are you busy on the road and not having a good rest?"

"It's okay." Yin Wuzhi lowered his eyelashes and said, "I can't die."

"What are you talking about!" Princess Dingnan burst into tears in distress, and King Dingnan hurriedly came to coax her, saying: "The child also wants to go home as soon as possible, so don't worry, it's okay, don't cry."

The doctor sighed softly: "My son bear with it, it may hurt a little."

The silver knife scraped across the edge of the wound, shaving off the carrion, and the fresh blood quickly filled the wound. Yin Wuzhi looked ahead quietly, unable to see what he was thinking, but his face became paler and paler.

King Dingnan took the concubine out first, and when he came back, the medicine had already been changed. He stretched out his hand to help Yin Wuzhi straighten his clothes, and said, "Since you're back, you should rest at home and don't move around."

"I want to enter the palace."

"It's getting dark, why are you still in the palace?"

"I have something important to report to His Majesty." Yin Wuzhi regained his strength, tied up his clothes, and then took out a portrait from one side of the bag, saying, "Father, please take a look."

King Dingnan glanced at it, then looked at it again, and suddenly his expression changed: "This is..."

"Father saw it too."

King Dingnan said, "Who is this?"

"Men Zhao, I don't know the name." Yin Wuzhi put away the paper and said, "My child has to go to the palace overnight and report this matter to His Majesty."

King Dingnan shook his head and said: "At this point, His Majesty should have already fallen asleep, we should go tomorrow, not to mention that even if you go, Your Majesty will let you discuss with me."

"I'd better go and have a look, after all, the matter is of great importance."

It's a good thing for a man to have ambition, but King Dingnan didn't stop him in the end.

At this point, Jiang Wu had indeed fallen asleep. Fortunately, Yin Wuzhi was able to enter and leave the palace with his face. When he arrived at the Taiji Hall, the lights in the palace had already been turned off. Agui suddenly jumped up and ran out, and then ran out to pick him up: "Why is your highness coming so late, but I heard that your majesty is going to marry Qiu..."

"No."

Qi Hanmiao: "?"

He just wanted to ask whether King Dingnan and others asked him to unite to persuade His Majesty, after all, Qiu Wuchen was a little bit crazy, so he was not a candidate for the empress.

Yin Wuzhi touched Ah Gui's head, but he didn't get close to it for too long, and said: "I have something important to talk to Your Majesty."

"But... Your Majesty is already asleep."

"I can't delay this matter, I'll wait for him to wake up." Yin Wuzhi sat down directly at the table in the Tai Chi Hall, Qi Hanmiao warmed him a pot of tea, but he heard him ask: "Do you have any wine?"

"Alcohol?" Qi Hanmiao said: "This servant smells medicine on His Highness's body. If you are injured, you should avoid alcohol."

"It's cold at night, a little drink is fine."

Qi Hanmiao thought for a while and said, "Then let's drink some fruit wine."

"Ah."

The wine warmer was quickly placed in front of him, Qi Hanmiao lit some charcoal and said, "It's cold, drink something warm."

"There is work to do."

"What are you talking about, Your Highness?" Qi Han said with a faint smile, "His Royal Highness has gone all the way to deal with the horse bandits, and now he has to take care of His Majesty when he comes back. The old slave wants to say thank you."

Yin Wuzhi pulled the corner of his lips, but there was no smile on his face.

Qi Hanmiao thought it was because of business, and said: "If you are really in a hurry, will the servant wake up your Majesty?"

"Let him sleep." The wine warmer gradually overflowed with the aroma of wine, Yin Wuzhi watched and smelled it quietly, and said, "If you want to go to rest first, we don't need so many people here."

"It's not good for His Highness to rush for a few days, and then come back with injuries to guard His Majesty for the night." Qi Hanmiao said: "Otherwise, Your Highness will find a place to lie down for a while, and the servant will call you when His Majesty wakes up?"

"No need." Yin Wuzhi took a sip of wine and said calmly, "Go to sleep, I'm used to it."

Qi Hanmiao had indeed been on guard for half the night, and in the second half of the night he began to yawn repeatedly, but his hospitality was unstoppable. He bowed and said, "The servant will go to the next door. If there is anything, His Royal Highness can send Agui to call."

Agui lay down at Yin Wuzhi's feet and yelled.

After Qi Hanmiao left, Yin Wuzhi drank the wine in the wine warmer in one gulp. One pot was not enough, so he added another pot.

After drinking two pots, he said to Ah Gui, "Go to the door."

Then, he came all the way to the dragon bed, lifted the bed curtain, and looked at the people who were sleeping soundly inside.

Yin Wuzhi climbed onto the bed with the smell of alcohol, leaned on him with his limbs on his sides, motionless, like a ghost.

The corners of his eyes and face were blushed by the smell of alcohol, and he looked at Jiang Wu with forbearance and inexplicable grievances.

"What are you laughing at?" He looked at the upward curve of Jiang Wu's mouth, the wound hurt even more because of the strength of his arms, and his voice trembled slightly: "I'll make you so happy just to marry Qiu Wuchen." ,Um?"

He changed his posture, put all his gravity on his right arm, and brushed Jiang Wu's side face with his fingertips. He didn't know whether it was because of the pain or the smell of alcohol, and his breathing was also slightly chaotic: "Are you worthy, Jiang Wu, are you worthy of her?" what?"

His voice was in the tent, as low as a ghost whispering in the dark night, he leaned close to Jiang Wu's face, his eyelashes were black and curled up: "A person like you is worthy of a wife?"

His lips pressed against Jiang Wu's cheek.

Yin Wuzhi closed his sore eyes: "You don't even look down on me, I treat you so well...you even look down on me, how can Qiu Wuchen be better than me, just because she can sew you clothes?"

He grabbed Jiang Wu's collar and said, "You are not allowed to wear the clothes she sewed, you are not allowed to wear..."

He frowned, changed several postures, cold sweat slid down his forehead, and tossed for a long time before peeling off the clothes.

Jiang Wu stared blankly and felt the cold, and somehow the quilt became very heavy, and then, like a ghost pressing the bed, he felt chest tightness and shortness of breath.

Jiang Wu struggled hard, but couldn't push it away, so he fell asleep again angrily.

But he still woke up earlier than usual because of the uncomfortable pressure.

Opening his eyes, he realized that the quilt on his body was Yin Wuzhi.

"Yin Wuzhi." He shouted, but the other party didn't move, his ears were breathing hot, his face was also hot, Jiang Wu's nose moved slightly, and he smelled the smell of wound medicine.

Yin Wuzhi was injured.

He was so hot, probably because he was injured, so he had a fever.

push--

so tired.

Yin Wuzhi weighed more than 100 catties, and Jiang Wu couldn't push him with such strength.

"Yin Wuzhi, Yin Wuzhi." He said, "Wake up."

He raised his hand with difficulty, and suddenly saw the red marks oozing from the white coat of the other party. Jiang Wu stared at that spot for a while, and wrinkled his nose forcefully.

is blood.

lots of blood.

Yin Wuzhi, is he going to die?

"Yin Wuzhi." Jiang Wu made sure that he would not wake up, so he called the imperial doctor of the Sixteenth Passage, and the person on his body finally moved slightly.

As soon as he moved, the blood on his shoulders spread out in large swaths.

Jiang Wu said: "You are injured, don't move."

Yin Wuzhi stood up again and looked at him, his face pale as paper.

Jiang Wu told: "You are bleeding."

"Do you feel bad?"

Jiang Wu felt his heart subconsciously, and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Yin Wuzhi's lips were pale, chapped and bleeding, and said, "I don't hurt either."

Jiang Wu looked at his shoulder, his eyes fell on his face again, wondering: "It doesn't hurt."

Yin Wuzhi pinched his face.Jiang Wu's face was pinched and pulled out by him, and soon deformed slightly, he called: "It hurts."

Beads of sweat fell on Jiang Wu's face, he blinked, and heard Yin Wuzhi humming: "You are not bleeding, why are you in pain."

Jiang Wu could see his emotions: "You disturbed my dream, I'm not angry, why are you angry?"

"Yes, what am I angry about? I have nothing to be angry about." Yin Wuzhi said, "I have nothing to be angry about."

Jiang Wu was forced to look up, his cheeks were pinched by him, and his lips were pouted in his tiger's mouth like petals.

Jiang Wu: "?"

Yin Wuzhi was bleeding, sweating, and his eyes were red: "Why should I be angry, you are a ruthless person, and you deserve to be angry with me."

Jiang Wu understood.

Because Yin Wuzhi liked him, but was let go by him, so he was very angry.

He tried to retract his lips, but Yin Wuzhi suddenly squeezed them tighter.

"..." I couldn't speak.

His skin is tender and fair, his lips are bright red, and he looks very cute and pitiful when he is gathered like this.

"Huchi." Jiang Wu was vague: "Li Huangkong..."

Yin Wuzhi touched his lips.

Jiang Wu's eyes were piercing.

Yin Wuzhi's eyelashes fluttered, as if he was trying to restrain himself, but after a while, he couldn't hold back, and touched it a second time.

Jiang Wu's face was finally freed, but the next moment, Yin Wuzhi kissed him on the lips.

Contrary to what Jiang Wu thought, Yin Wuzhi was very careful, with one hand wrapped around the top of his hair, and there were still crystal teardrops hanging from the corners of his eyes.

After the kiss, Jiang Wu was hugged in his arms, his chin resting on his blood-stained left shoulder.

"That's right." Yin Wuzhi buried his face in his neck, pursed his lips for a long time before saying, "I'm hurt."

"...it hurts."