The little lady of the Hou's Mansion who traveled through time

Song Sijun knew that he couldn't persuade the other party, sighed, took the empty bowl in the other party's hand, and said, "Don't worry, it's not poisonous."

Wei Changqing bowed his head, "Mr. Song, can you find me a suit?"

His original clothes were either stab wounds or blood stains. Song Sijun cut the clothes along the wounds for the convenience of cleaning his wounds, so after the treatment was done, the clothes were also useless.

In order not to make the bed dirty, Song Sijun took Wei Changqing off.

Although Song Sijun felt that it was okay for big men to look at each other, but thinking that Wei Changqing was an old-fashioned person, he thoughtfully left a pair of underpants for him.

However, if Shen Yinghan knew that he had taken off Wei Changqing and only his underpants were left, he would probably lose his temper again.

It's a sweet trouble to have a jealous wife.

Song Sijun nodded, turned around and went out to find clothes for Wei Changqing.

Soon, Song Sijun came back with a set of clothes and threw them to Wei Changqing.

Wei Changqing: "Can Mr. Song avoid it for a while?"

Song Sijun felt that, compared with his sturdy thinking of modern people, the conservative Wei Changqing and Shen Yinghan were both shy like little girls.

Song Sijun turned around and helped him move the screen.

After a while, Wei Changqing got dressed and came out, and thanked Song Sijun again.

Song Sijun saw that he was still walking in a vain manner, so he said, "You should go back to bed and lie down."

Wei Changqing shook his head, "If I stay here, I will cause you trouble."

Song Sijun: "This is Lin Changxu's sphere of influence. If you go out now, you will die. The person chasing you is Lin Changxu. Even if he finds out, he will not do anything to me." At most, I will be scolded, too much That is to say, a few blows to the skull. "You are recuperating for two days, and you are better off."

Wei Changqing hesitated, "Why did Mr. Song save me?"

Song Sijun said: "You are a good person and you will be rewarded. You caught me before and treated me well. But it's just this time."

Wei Changqing nodded, and asked again: "Did Mr. Song have any traditional Chinese medicine that day?"

Song Sijun: "I pretended, but the plan is actually very simple. As long as you have a little bad intentions, I won't be able to run away." For example, if Wei Changqing personally relieved Song Sijun, he would definitely not be able to run away.

However, Wei Changqing is too honest, given the opportunity to take advantage of him, he dare not take half a step out of the thunder.

Song Sijun dared to use this method because he was betting that Wei Changqing was really honest.

Hearing this, Wei Changqing was not angry, but heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "That's good." After Song Sijun escaped, he was actually worried about Song Sijun's traditional Chinese medicine.

I was afraid that people would bully Song Sijun because of the medicinal properties of Song Sijun.

Two days later, Wei Changqing was about to leave, but Song Sijun didn't stop him. After giving him some medicine, he sent someone to leave. He also took the people Lin Changxu sent to protect him to Zhegu Mountain.

With Lin Changxu's escort, Song Sijun was much safer this way.

But in order to hurry, Song Sijun still chose to ride a horse.

Over the past few days, although his riding skills have improved a lot, his legs and butt still hurt.

Along the way, Song Sijun gritted his teeth and endured it, and finally got to the foot of Zhegu Mountain. When he got off the horse, he felt his legs were shaking.

After sending Song Sijun to the foot of Zhegu Mountain, Lin Changxu's people left and let Song Sijun go up the mountain by himself.

After riding a horse for a day, Song Sijun really had no strength in his legs to climb the mountain, so he found an abandoned thatched hut and planned to rest for a night before going up the mountain.

After nightfall, Song Sijun sat by the fire and baked steamed buns, and said to Hei Ying who was squatting beside him, "Can you go and catch a hare or something, I'll bake it and eat it together?"

The black eagle flapped its wings, then flew up to the beam, and squatted on it.

I don't know if this bird can't understand human words, or it's just too lazy to talk to Song Sijun.

Song Sijun sighed, lamenting that Lin Changxu's bird was the same as himself, and then honestly gnawed on the steamed buns.

At this moment, there was a howl of wolves outside, and Song Sijun's heart skipped a beat, a little frightened.

He swallowed, took a bite of the steamed bun in his hand, and heard footsteps vaguely again. He looked towards the entrance, and then saw Shen Yinghan who was thinking about it day and night.

Immediately, fear turned into joy, and he rushed towards Shen Yinghan with a hard baked bun, hugged him full, "Lord Hou!"

Seeing that Song Sijun was so happy, Shen Yinghan also smiled happily, bowed his head and kissed Song Sijun's cheek.

Song Sijun let go of Shen Yinghan and asked, "Master Hou, why are you here?"

Shen Yinghan: "Master's people informed me that you are back. I was worried about you, so I came to pick you up."

Song Sijun felt that Lin Changxu's people were really strange, and would rather go up the mountain to inform Shen Yinghan than send him up the mountain.

What is wrong with this?

But now that he saw Shen Yinghan, he was happy, so he didn't want to ask these questions. He dragged Shen Yinghan inside, and only then did he notice that Jiang Shangyuan and others were following behind Shen Yinghan.

Song Sijun said, "Come in too, it's cold outside."

Jiang Shangyuan smiled awkwardly, and said: "It's okay, we just light a fire outside. You and Lord Hou haven't seen each other for a long time, so you should have a lot to say."

Song Sijun: "It's okay. Anyway, there will be plenty of time later. It's not too late to talk about it when you go back. You should come in. Spending a night outside this winter is fatal."

Jiang Shangyuan looked at Shen Yinghan, and after Shen Yinghan nodded, he followed Song Sijun and the others into the dilapidated house.

After entering the room, Shen Yinghan sat casually next to Song Sijun, and didn't dislike the dirty weeds on the ground. He glanced at the baked buns in Song Sijun's hand.

Song Sijun noticed it and asked, "Have you had dinner yet?" He looked at Jiang Shangyuan and the others, but Jiang Shangyuan looked at Shen Yinghan.

Obviously whether you have eaten dinner or not depends not on the actual situation, but on Shen Yinghan's answer.

In less than a few months, Song Sijun didn't know what method Shen Yinghan had used to train the Zhengbei army to be more obedient than the maids in his yard.

Shen Yinghan said: "I haven't eaten yet."

Song Sijun groaned, took out the dry food that was not much in the luggage, and said, "There are only these left, you will take care of it." After speaking, he threw all the remaining dry food to Jiang Shangyuan.

Holding the remaining dry food, Jiang Shangyuan hesitated, and asked, "What about you and Lord Hou?"

Song Sijun stuffed the steamed bun that he bit into twice into Shen Yinghan's hand, "That's fine."

Seeing this, Jiang Shangyuan said, "Isn't that enough?"

Shen Yinghan shook his head and said: "That's enough, my wife and I don't do hard work, as long as we don't get hungry, you are responsible for our safety, you can't go hungry."

Song Sijun nodded in approval.

Seeing that Shen Yinghan and the others were not putting on airs, Jiang Shangyuan and the others were a little moved.

Although it was just a small matter, it warmed the hearts of Jiang Shangyuan's followers and made him more determined to follow Shen Yinghan.

Then Jiang Shangyuan and others distributed the remaining dry food to others, and Shen Yinghan also broke half of the buns in his hand to Song Sijun.

Song Sijun took half of the steamed bun, took a bite, and said to Shen Yinghan in a low voice, "Have you missed me these days?"

Although his voice was low, the other people at the side still heard it vaguely, and they all lowered their heads and ate steamed buns, pretending not to hear.

Shen Yinghan gave a slight hint, and replied in a low voice: "Think about it day and night."

Hearing this answer, Song Sijun felt that the steamed buns were also sweet, so he grinned, leaned against Shen Yinghan, and said while eating, "I miss you too."

Jiang Shangyuan and others were shown off.

After everyone had eaten and arranged the order of night watch shifts, they slept on the ground in the dilapidated house.

Outside the dilapidated house was the howling winter wind and howling wolves from nowhere. Song Sijun nestled in Shen Yinghan's arms, covered with Shen Yinghan's cloak, feeling warm from inside to outside.

Perhaps it was because he was too excited to see Shen Yinghan, Song Sijun lay down for a long time but couldn't fall asleep, and kept moving in Shen Yinghan's arms.He turned over and faced Shen Yinghan, and opened his eyes when he saw Shen Yinghan.

The flames flickered, looking at each other, Song Sijun couldn't help laughing, stretched out his arms and hugged Shen Yinghan's slender waist tightly, and leaned over to kiss the corner of Shen Yinghan's lips.

Shen Yinghan smiled indulgently, allowing Song Sijun to take advantage of the opportunity.

At dawn the next day, Song Sijun was awakened by an exclamation.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the black eagle hovering above them, startling the soldiers who followed.

Only then did Song Sijun remember that he forgot to introduce the black eagle last night.

Song Sijun said: "Don't be afraid, this black eagle is mine."

It was said that those who were frightened calmed down a little, and then were taken out by Jiang Shangyuan.

Shen Yinghan looked up at Heiying and asked, "Master gave it to you?"

Song Sijun explained: "For the sake of convenience, we send him news, which is equivalent to a carrier pigeon."

Shen Yinghan nodded, then stretched out his hand to pull Song Sijun up, and raised his hand to straighten Song Sijun's messy hair, "Let's go back."

Song Sijun called Black Eagle, and happily followed behind Shen Yinghan, and they returned to the camp on Zhegu Mountain.

After arriving at the camp, Song Sijun's three dogs ran to meet him, jumping up and down around him.

Song Sijun hugged them happily, and felt relieved after confirming that the three dogs were not missing arms or legs.

After playing with the dog for a while, Song Sijun and Shen Yinghan entered the cave where they lived.

When there were only two people left, Shen Yinghan said, "Tell me about the past few days?"

Song Sijun asked, "Where do we start?"

Shen Yinghan lifted the teapot and poured water for the two of them, "Jiang Shangyuan told me when he came back, you stay over there and dispense medicine for me." He looked at Song Sijun, "I haven't taken medicine for a while."

Song Sijun knew that this kind of excuse was useless to Shen Yinghan, and he didn't intend to hide anything from Shen Yinghan, so he replied frankly: "Actually, I stayed there to heal Wei Changqing's wounds. Lin Changxu was chasing him. He was desperate. ran to my side."

Shen Yinghan frowned, puzzled: "Why did Master chase him down?"

"I thought you would ask me why I saved him first."

Shen Yinghan raised his eyebrows, following Song Sijun's words, "Then why did you save him?"

He teased Song Sijun like this, but Song Sijun was speechless for a moment, he was stunned for a moment and then replied: "After he caught me, he treated me well, I think he is not bad, so I saved him."

Shen Yinghan said: "Speaking of which, I'm curious, how did you escape from Wei Changqing's hands?"

Song Sijun thought of his stupid move, and now facing Shen Yinghan, he felt somewhat guilty.

If this is the truth, Shen Yinghan will be angry, right?

Song Sijun: "I told you, don't be angry."

"Then let's talk about what it is."

Hearing this answer, Song Sijun looked at Shen Yinghan helplessly, and said, "You have changed, you don't spoil me like before."

Shen Yinghan sighed, and said helplessly, "Then I won't be angry."

After receiving Shen Yinghan's answer, Song Sijun told Shen Yinghan how he escaped.