The daily life of a bereaved salted fish

Yin Wuzhi's breath sprayed on his fingers, warm but not burning.

A trace of confusion rose in Jiang Wu's heart.

"I've been lying down for so long, who is handling the government affairs."

"The Empress Dowager Wen is in charge temporarily."

As Yin Wuzhi said, he turned his fingers over and brushed against his palm.Jiang Wu's palms were soft, and he felt a little itchy when he rubbed them inexplicably, subconsciously withdrew his hands, and said, "Why did you come so late."

Yin Wuzhi was empty-handed, and asked, "Your Majesty misses me?"

Jiang Wu couldn't tell.

But when he found that he was not dead, he lay on the wide dragon bed, and subconsciously felt that Yin Wuzhi should be by his side.

Unexpectedly, the first person who came to see him was the Queen Mother Wen.

"Yin Wuzhi." He didn't understand, so he asked, "Why didn't you guard me?"

"It's the minister's fault."

"what are you busy with."

"Just busy with military affairs."

"I ordered someone to call you, why are you here so late?"

Yin Wuzhi raised his face, smiled for a moment, and said, "I'm going to make peach soup for Your Majesty."

Jiang Wu asked, "Where is it?"

Not long after he finished asking, a message came from the back, and Qi Hanmiao came up with a tray with a smile on his face: "Your Majesty, look at how considerate your son is, you have been thinking about eating peaches before, but your highness will go as soon as he comes here." Yushufang, taste it while it’s hot.”

He put the tray on the table, lifted the lid, took the bowl and handed it over.The bowl was not big, Yin Wuzhi covered it with his hand, grabbed the edge of the bowl, picked it up and blew: "Try it."

Qi Hanmiao looked encouraging: "These are all fresh peaches from Shengguo Temple. They are very sweet, and there is no sugar."

Yin Wuzhi said kindly: "Let's go to the envoy first."

"Hey." Qi Hanmiao agreed, tactfully leaving space for them to be alone.

After cooking, part of the peach flesh has melted, and part of it has become translucent. When scooped up, it looks like the jelly Jiang Wu has seen a thousand years later. He took a tentative bite, and his mouth was full of peach flavor, sweet but not greasy.

Inorganic eyes brightened two degrees.

"Is it delicious?"

"Ah."

Jiang Wu took another bite, Yin Wuzhi fed him patiently, his expression was always very gentle.

After half a bowl, Jiang Wu opened his mouth in silence: "It's the first time I eat peach soup."

"If Your Majesty likes it, I will make it for you every year in the future."

every year.Sangpi didn't think about how long he could stay in this world. He didn't like this world very much, nor did he like his identity in this world.

He ate up one bowl, Yin Wuzhi filled another bowl, Jiang Wu ate half of the bowl, stopped when he was full, and burped a peach-flavored belch.

Yin Wuzhi put down the bowl, wiped his mouth for him, and said: "If you don't eat, the rest will be rewarded to the servants."

Jiang Wu: "."

"Come on." Yin Wuzhi said, "Get out."

Jiang Wu: "." "." "."

The servant quickly took away the remaining peach soup, Yin Wuzhi got up and carried him to the corridor, saying: "The moonlight is very good tonight, Your Majesty will watch for a while, so go to bed early."

Jiang Wu slept for a whole spring, and it was already summer when he woke up. Sitting on the porch, he could clearly hear the chirping of insects.

Yin Wuzhi no longer forced him to do things he didn't like.

Don't force him to eat hard food, and don't force him to go for a walk.

He looked at the sky for a while, not feeling sleepy, and said, "Yin Wuzhi."

"Ah."

"Why don't you eat my leftover peach soup."

For a few breaths, Yin Wuzhi remained silent.

Jiang Wu also knew that what he asked was very unreasonable.He tilted his head dejectedly and turned his face away, his long hair covering the side of his face, and stopped talking.

"The minister is full."

After a while of silence, Yin Wuzhi moved the stool and held his head in his hands, "Your Majesty, why do you ask this question?"

"I am not dead."

"Ah."

"Not dead."

"and then."

"I... feel uncomfortable."

"Where does it hurt."

"Looking at you, I feel uncomfortable."

"Does Your Majesty want the minister to disappear?"

"Do not."

When he woke up and didn't see Yin Wuzhi, Jiang Wu felt uncomfortable, and the other party was late, so he was also uncomfortable, and he didn't eat his leftover peach soup, so he was even more uncomfortable.

He avoided Yin Wuzhi's gaze, and his whole body overflowed with dead air for no reason.

The reclining chair was wide, and Yin Wuzhi raised his legs, pressed his knees to his side, and held his face up in his hands: "Your Majesty misses me."

Not a question, but a statement.

He pressed up and kissed Jiang Wu's lips.

This recliner can be rocked and pushed back so that the whole person can lie flat almost completely.

The long hair hangs down from the back of the chair, the moonlight is hidden behind the clouds, the recliner gradually shakes, and more long hair hangs down, dangling in the air.

The chair was shaken vigorously, making a creaking sound.

Su Bai's fingers were digging at the armrest in embarrassment.

The Tai Chi Hall was silent.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Wu's long hair piled up on his shoulders, and someone buried his face in his neck, breathing hot.

Jiang Wu raised his face, half of the moon was blocked by the roof porch, and the other half was as desolate as water.

His whole body was limp, his fingers bent lazily.

Jiang Wu started to feel drowsy and soon fell asleep.

When he woke up, Yin Wuzhi was lying beside him, Jiang Wu's sleepy eyes were dim, and when he turned his head, he found that he was looking at him.

"Your Majesty woke up, it's just time." Yin Wuzhi turned over in the quilt, put his arms on the side of his face, and the quilt slid down to his waist, and the arc curved and sank.

Jiang Wu: "..."

Yin Wuzhi said: "Empress Dowager Wen said... Let you take a good rest."

He was breathing heavily, and the pillow under Jiang Wu's head was being rubbed back and forth, and he said, "Go to sleep."

"Go to sleep." Yin Wuzhi pressed his forehead and said, "I will take good care of Your Majesty."

Jiang Wu: "."

When he woke up again, it was already noon, he was paralyzed for a while, opened his mouth and found that his throat was very dry, so he shouted hoarsely: "Yin Wuzhi."

Footsteps sounded, the curtain was raised, and Jiang Wu saw that Yin Wuzhi had changed into another attire.No longer always the black hair pulled up, clean and neat attire, but he put on the male favorite thin shirt he had prepared to humiliate the other party.

These clothes are made of tulle, with no pattern or shape, and they are extremely romantic and messy after wearing.As a general, Yin Wuzhi was very solid, and he looked down on him before because he would break if he pulled it.

but now……

Not only the clothes, but even his hair has changed.

The long hair that is always meticulously tied on the top of the head by the jade crown is now only randomly tied behind the head by a wooden hairpin. A vixen who ran out of the mountains.

Jiang Wu looked at him for a while and said, "Thirsty."

Yin Wuzhi fed him water and said, "Since you're awake, let's eat something."

Jiang Wu was fed, rinsed his mouth and continued to lie on the bed.Yin Wuzhi's brows were like water, and he said, "You must go out to bask in the sun."

"tired."

Yin Wuzhi smiled: "Then sleep for a while."

Yin Wuzhi suddenly became better.

When Jiang Wumeng was about to fall asleep, the side of the bed sank again. He opened his eyes again, and saw the other party sitting up.Major General Yumian rolled his eyes, and said softly: "I have read the scriptures all morning, and I am exhausted, so I will take a rest on the couch."

Jiang Wu was too lazy to step aside.

Yin Wuzhi calmly got on the bed and rested on him naturally.

Jiang Wu fell asleep and woke up again, and the day passed.

Going to sleep and waking up again, the night passed.

Going to sleep and waking up again... More than ten days have passed.

Jiang Wu: "."

When Yin Wuzhi went to bed for lunch break again, he said, "The sun."

Yin Wuzhi is obedient to him now, he can lie down when he wants, sit when he wants, and doesn't care about him if he is paralyzed for a day.And besides the daily feeding, he was not forced to eat food that would tire his teeth, and he was not advised to go out more often, not even to go to the imperial garden.

Every day I see him paralyzed, accompany him paralyzed, of course Yin Wuzhi's paralyzed is not the same as his, he is paralyzed on the bed, Yin Wuzhi is paralyzed on him.

Even though the approval was lost again and again, he still felt that something was wrong.

The most strange thing was that he was getting more and more tired. Every time Yin Wuzhi was paralyzed, it took him a long time to recover his blood, but just after he regained his blood, Yin Wuzhi sucked him dry again.

It really is the reincarnation of a vixen.

The sun in summer is not as good as in winter, Yin Wuzhi ordered people to hang wooden roller blinds on the porch to block most of the scorching sun, and asked to put ice cubes beside him, saying: "Your Majesty has other needs."

Jiang Wu looked at him.

Yin Wuzhi's lips are pink, that's right, this guy still puts on the lip gloss he picked for him every day, and it gets all over his body every time.

Jiang Wu recalled that a few days ago he used the pink on his lips to paint the pink on his body on purpose.

Jiang Wu: "."

Caressing his cheek with one hand, Yin Wuzhi thoughtfully said: "Your Majesty, do you want to add more ice cubes?"

Jiang Wu looked at his rather seductive face, and quietly avoided his gaze.

He complained silently.Time flies, the boy who was waiting for him by the moat wearing a pink and white cloak has grown into a mature young woman.

"Your Majesty?" The smell of peaches filled his nose, Yin Wuzhi whispered, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Wudao: "Now that peach is still there."

"In Guanjing City, there are peach sellers everywhere."

"I want to eat."

The pink lips opened and closed, "Your Majesty, would you like peach soup, or peach porridge, cold or hot?"

"I want to eat fresh peaches."

"Alright."

"Yin Wuzhi."

"Ah."

"Lip balm, wipe it off."

"Your Majesty doesn't like this, so how about choosing another color for the accompanying ministers another day?"

Jiang Wu: "Yes."

Yin Wuzhi took out the veil, glanced at him again, then pulled up the stool again and sat down, put his lips in front of him, and said, "Your Majesty."

Jiang Wu: "?"

"How about your Majesty's servant?"

Jiang Wu: "."

Those lips approached him, Yin Wuzhi said: "Is that good?"

It's useless to act like a baby with Sangpi.

he thought grimly.

"Pazi."

Yin Wuzhi said, "Trouble."

He put his lips on Jiang Wu's.

Jiang Wu soon grew a pink mustache around his mouth.

Yin Wuzhi let him go contentedly.

Jiang Wu: "."

He watched the other party wipe his mouth again with a veil, and thought to himself, is this not troublesome?

It seemed right, after all, it was Yin Wuzhi who was in trouble, not Jiang Wu.

In such weather, the palace had prepared fresh peaches, and the servants quickly brought them over.Yin Wuzhi straightened his messy long hair, turned his head to fetch the fresh peach, Jiang Wu suddenly stared at the back of his head.

The Sansheng hairpin that Yin Wuzhi was wearing was the one that Qiu Wuchen gave him at that time.

It is not uncommon for wooden hairpins to grow on the back of Yin Wuzhi's head, but it is not so common.

In particular, the shape of the hairpin made him feel familiar.

He thought of the stone man in front of the Enlightenment Mountain. Although many people said that the stone man was lifelike, but he had grown up on the mountain for so long, experienced so many winds, frosts and years, cold winter and scorching heat, his whole body was already full of scars.

Their faces are covered with dirt, so they can't be distinguished.

The stone knelt straight, and his black hair was loosely tied behind his head. The lines of the hair could no longer be seen, but the shape of the hairpin could be seen clearly.

"Your Majesty, would you like something softer or harder?"

Yin Wuzhi picked up the peaches, held them up in front of Jiang Wu one by one, and thought for a while, "Let's make them softer. Although the hard ones are crisp, they will definitely tire your teeth."

With a flick of his wide sleeve, Xiubai's five fingers loosened, and the eliminated hard peaches rolled down onto the plate.