The county horse is a medicine jar

Lin Sishen left the palace that night, hurriedly bid farewell to the Ninth Prince, and brought Mo Zhu back to the General's Palace.

The old lady went to bed early, and when she heard that her good grandson was injured by Wen Xingren, she clamored to go to the palace to bring Lin Sishen back to take care of herself, and even scolded General Lin, blaming him for letting Lin Sishen and Wen Xing Any competition.

As soon as Lin Sishen returned to the mansion, he was surrounded by stars and went back to the Liuguang Pavilion. Seeing her pale face, the old lady was heartbroken, and seeing that Shen Qinghou hadn't accompanied her back, she was unavoidably dissatisfied and muttered A few words.

Lin Sishen found an excuse to prevaricate, saying that he was afraid that his grandmother would be worried, so he rushed back overnight, Shen Qinghou wanted to accompany him, but she refused when she saw that it was getting late, and let Shen Qinghou stay in the palace.

The old lady was just complaining casually, but she didn't say anything more about Shen Qinghou after hearing her explanation.The night was getting dark, Lin Sishen still needed to rest, the old lady gave a few soft instructions, and then left without disturbing Lin Sishen's rest, worried.

After the old lady led the people away, Liu Qingyun stayed behind, and only she and Mo Zhu were left in the house.

Lin Sishen leaned against the bed with all his energy, smiled at Liu Qingyun who was not looking well, and comforted softly: "Mom, I'm fine."

"I know you're fine, I don't worry about your body with Mo Zhu here, it's just..." Liu Qingyun sighed quietly, sat beside her and stared at her pale face for a while, wanting to Stop talking.

Lin Sishen was her child, no matter how careless she was, she could still see the gloomyness behind Lin Sishen's forced smile, she grabbed Lin Sishen's hand and held it in her palm, and asked softly with some hesitation: "Shen'er, do you have something on your mind? "

Lin Sishen lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his lips mockingly, and said softly, "I'm really fine."

Her unhappiness could have been written on her face, Mo Zhu could see it, even mother could see it.

Liu Qingyun frowned, looked at Lin Sishen's face, and became more and more suspicious: "Don't fool me, you came out of my stomach. What's on my daughter's mind, can I, a mother, not see it?" ?”

Lin Sishen shook her head, she couldn't figure out what was on her mind, so how could she tell Liu Qingyun?

She casually found an excuse and said perfunctorily, "It's just that the skills are not as good as people's."

"Just because of this?" Liu Qingyun's face was full of disbelief, she snorted softly and said in displeasure: "I heard from your dead ghost father that you clearly won the competition with General Wen, and it was Wen I took advantage of your unpreparedness to sneak attack and hurt you."

Lin Sishen thought for a while, but found an excuse for Wen Xingren: "It's just an accident, General Wen probably didn't even think about it himself, maybe he drank too much wine and messed up his mind for a while."

"What are you doing talking for him?" Liu Qingyun shook her head helplessly when she heard the words, raised her hand to pinch the tip of Lin Sishen's nose, and then said seriously: "Let me ask you, are you having a quarrel with the princess? .”

Lin Sishen pursed his lips and turned his head to cover up the gloomy eyes flashing past, and quickly replied: "No."

It was because her answer was too decisive and quick that Liu Qingyun became more certain of her guess. She held Lin Sishen's face in both hands and turned around. She looked at Lin Sishen with worried eyes, and reminded in a deep voice: "Shen'er, You and the princess are just half-way couples on the surface, just acting, don't forget your identity."

Lin Sishen frowned, and impatiently pulled Liu Qingyun's hand: "Mother, what are you talking about?"

The more she resisted, the more worried Liu Qingyun became. She sighed helplessly and said: "You have been a sensible child since you were a child, but sometimes you are too sensitive. Mother is afraid that you have pretended to be a man for so many years. You, yourself, take it seriously."

Lin Sishen was stunned by Liu Qingyun's words. She had indeed played the role of a man for more than ten years, and sometimes she almost forgot that she was a daughter. Perhaps it was just like what Liu Qingyun said, that's why she got into the role too deeply. She had an inexplicable affection for her nominal wife, Shen Qinghou.

That's why when I saw Wen Xingren and Shen Qinghou depended on each other, I felt sour.

Seeing Lin Sishen's pensive look, Liu Qingyun touched her cheek, and said with pity: "Sooner or later, mother will restore your identity in a fair and just manner, Shen'er, and at that time mother will let you live a happy life." normal life."

Standing aside, Mo Zhu listened to the conversation between the two of them with lowered eyes, not knowing what else to think about, and suddenly raised his head to look at Lin Sishen, his eyes full of complex expressions.

Lin Sishen closed his eyes slowly, didn't say anything, just murmured in a low voice: "Mother, I'm tired."

Liu Qingyun nodded, and said softly: "Then you can rest, mother will come to see you tomorrow."

After Mo Zhu sent Liu Qingyun out of the door, he turned back and carefully supported Lin Sishen to let her lie down slowly.

Seeing Lin Sishen's gloomy expression, Mo Zhu couldn't help but said, "My lord, don't think too much."

Lin Sishen stared blankly at the light gauze beside him, and said in a daze, "Mo Zhu, I think what mother said is right, the mask will melt into the flesh and blood after wearing it for a long time, and in the end even I can't tell the real from the fake."

Mo Zhu tucked the corner of the quilt for her, pursed his lips and said sullenly: "Mr. So emotional."

Lin Sishen frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "Yun Liu is different from her."

The authorities were bewildered by the onlookers, and even Lin Sishen hadn't noticed, but Mo Zhu saw it clearly, she sighed quietly and said, "It's because it's different."

Lin Sishen didn't understand what Mo Zhu meant, and after thinking about it, she said annoyedly: "It's useless to say these things."

Shen Qinghou and Wen Xingren are like-minded golden boys and girls, she just has the title of a county horseman on her name, if she is really jealous, what's the use of that.

Doomed to be fruitless, what do you want to do.

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Inside the palace.

Lu Yin carried the freshly boiled hot water, hurriedly stepped into the house, walked around the screen and lifted the veil in front of her eyes, knelt down beside the jade pool made of white jade, and poured the water in the bucket carefully. in the pool.

The mist in Yuchi was lingering, and the green shade wiped off the sweat from his forehead and looked up, only then could he see the snow-white figure clearly in the mist.

Shen Qinghou was wearing a gauze that was soaked in water, and she was in the warm water. Her face was pale and her eyes were closed tightly. On the blue hair hanging on her shoulders, a few fine icicles could be seen faintly condensed.

The qi and blood surging in the body seemed to be frozen by ice, and the bone-piercing chill came from the inside out.

But in a blink of an eye, the warm water in the pool seemed to cool down again, and Lu Yin gritted her teeth and ran out quickly with the barrel in hand, just passing by Lan Qing.

Lan Qing, like her, was rushing back with hot water, and the two of them ran away in a hurry before they even had time to say hello.

It's been about ten times of changing the water alternately like this. Lan Qing felt that her calves were starting to cramp, but she didn't care about herself. She looked at Shen Qinghou in Yuchi with worried eyes, and asked eagerly: "Princess, What's the matter with you?"

The Princess has always been in good health, but for some reason today, there was a chill all over her body, and when she got close to her, it was like being in a world of ice and snow, making her whole body tremble.

In Yuchi, Shen Qinghou didn't speak for a long time, she didn't have the heart to understand Lan Qing, she just concentrated on resisting the magic power of Yuchan that was devouring her.

Speaking of which, the Jade Toad Divine Art is an extremely strange art that has been lost.

Today's swordsmen and knights in the rivers and lakes only practice some inner strength, mental skills and swordsmanship to strengthen the body, but this Yuchan magic skill is a skill that harms oneself and benefits others. The more serious the injury, the stronger the backlash against the performer.

Perhaps it is because of its effect of harming oneself and benefiting others that no one is willing to practice it, which leads to the loss of Yuchan's magic skill.

Shen Qinghou saw the practice method of Yuchan Shengong from an isolated book of medical skills that he got by chance, and because he felt that the effect of this exercise method was extremely interesting, he tried to practice it for a period of time.

I thought it wouldn't be useful, but I didn't expect to be able to use it for a while in the end.

After treating Lin Sishen's wounds, Shen Qinghou felt that her internal strength was backlashed. She was stopped by Wen Xingren on the way back to the room in a hurry. During the conversation, she almost passed out because of it.Fortunately, Wen Xingren noticed it in time and supported her.

Although the backlash only caused Shen Qingwei to suffer some minor internal injuries, the feeling of the cold air backlashing into her body made her painfully think that she was about to die several times.

After changing the water in Yuchi countless times, Shen Qinghou finally recovered. After she got up and changed her clothes, she asked Lan Qing about Lin Sishen.

Only then did I learn that Lin Sishen had already returned home by night.

Shen Qinghou didn't feel the slightest difference, but lowered her eyes and said softly: "She is a little too vigilant."

Lan Qing was already sweating profusely from exhaustion, she couldn't help but reached out and touched Shen Qinghou's arm, but she was scared by the cold skin and withdrew her hand, worried and anxiously asked: "Princess, what are you doing today?" What's the matter, but sick?"

Shen Qinghou shook his head lightly, and said lightly, "No problem."

Lan Qing didn't doubt that he was there, turned his head to look at the brightening sky outside the window and couldn't help but yawned: "Then you should rest, you have been tossing around all night, the sky is almost dawn."

This side of Shen Hou just lay down to rest, but that side of Lin Sishen opened his eyes early.

Mo Zhu came into the room early in the morning and delivered a bowl of medicinal soup, with a few drops of morning dew still on her hair, she helped Lin Sishen and handed the medicine to her: "My lord, get up and drink the medicine first."

Lin Sishen looked down at the bowl of dark medicinal juice slowly, frowned and muttered: "If you don't touch it, you won't feel pain, so what are you drinking the medicine for?"

Mo Zhu knew that she didn't want to drink the medicine, so he hurriedly said: "Remove blood stasis and invigorate Qi, young master, don't think about falling down."

There was really no other way, Lin Sishen had no choice but to pour the bitter medicine into his stomach in one breath, then raised his hand to let Mo Zhu help him up: "I have to get up and walk, my whole body feels tight when lying down."

Mo Zhu helped her up, changed her robes, and then told her: "Madam has prepared the carriage, let the slaves accompany the young master to the outskirts of the city to recuperate for a while."

Lin Sishen's eyes lit up when he heard the words, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and he asked hastily, "But to the wet nurse?"

Mo Zhu gave her a blank look, and responded with a drawn out voice: "Yes."

Lin Sishen raised her head with a slight smile on her face, and said with emotion: "I haven't seen a wet nurse for a long time, I really miss her."

Mo Zhu smiled in a low voice, and after she responded, she said seriously: "My lord, is General Wen in the hall?"

The smile on Lin Sishen's face disappeared instantly: "What is he doing here?"

Mo Zhu caught a glimpse of Lin Sishen's serious expression, and sighed lightly: "Because of hurting the young master last night, he said he came to ask for forgiveness, and he prepared a lot of important gifts."

"I'm afraid the princess asked him to come." Lin Sishen straightened his belt with downcast eyes expressionlessly, then asked after a pause: "Did the princess go back home together?"

Mo Zhu pursed his lips and replied: "The princess is still in the palace, maybe he will come back later."

After finishing speaking, she asked hesitantly, "Master, do you want to meet and hear about the general?"

"See, of course I want to see you." Lin Sishen smiled lazily, and a dark light flashed in his eyes: "Since I came to ask for a crime, if I avoid seeing him, wouldn't he think I'm the kind of person with a small belly?"

Wen Xingren came to plead guilty, and General Lin personally entertained her. Originally, Liu Qingyun also wanted to come, but General Lin was afraid that Liu Qingyun's open mouth would make Wen Xingren feel bad, so he refused to let her come.

General Lin has a forthright personality. He has always admired Wen Xingren, a junior who is better than blue, so he naturally wouldn't make things difficult for him. Instead, the two chatted happily about the war.

When Lin Sishen stepped into the hall slowly, Wen Xingren stood up slowly, his expression suddenly became much colder, although there was nothing unusual, but the eyes looking at Lin Sishen showed a trace of hostility.

With the support of Mo Zhu, Lin Sishen stood still and raised his hands respectfully to General Lin, who was seated above him, and said: "Sishen has seen father."

General Lin got up quickly, walked to her side, looked at her twice, saw that she looked good, he let out a sigh of relief, stroked his beard and said, "Shen'er, I heard that General came here to plead guilty for what happened yesterday. .”

"Seeing that Mr. Lin is safe, Wen Xingren is relieved." Wen Xingren glanced at Lin Sishen, said something faintly, then cupped his hands and said solemnly: "I offended you so much last night, I hope you will not remember the villain's mistakes." .”

There was a hint of a smile on Lin Sishen's face, she smiled in a low voice and magnanimously waved her sleeves and said, "I heard that the general just missed last night, how could Sishen take it to heart. Besides, the general came to visit today, it can be said to be full of sincerity."

General Lin was very satisfied when he heard the words, he patted Lin Sishen on the shoulder lightly, looked at Wen Xingren with a smile and said in a loud voice: "That's right, it's just a trivial matter, since Shen'er is fine, let's turn this matter over." Now, General Wen doesn't need to take this matter to heart."

Seeing that Lin Sishen didn't care about it, but Wen Xingren was not happy at all, he lowered his eyes and said: "Seeing Mr. Lin is so generous, Wen is even more ashamed."

Lin Sishen smiled slightly, and said sincerely: "I heard that General is a minister of great service to our Jin Kingdom. Over the years, he has made countless contributions to the country's southern and northern wars. Sishen only respects the general. Wouldn't it be out of style to care about such trivial matters."

Her words were fine for others to hear, but Wen Xingren found it extremely harsh. He raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Sishen, only thinking that she knew what he was thinking about Shen Qinghou, and she was clearly mocking him for his children. Love has lost its grace.

"That's right." General Lin laughed loudly, he turned his head to look at Wen Xingren, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about trivial matters, General Wen, why don't you just stay in the mansion for lunch today? , just in time to have a drink with me."

Wen Xingren wanted to refuse at first, but before he could open his mouth, he saw a servant running outside the door, and bowed to report: "General, son, the princess has returned to the mansion."

Lin Sishen raised his eyebrows and looked sideways at Wen Xingren. Sure enough, when he heard that Shen Qinghou had returned to the mansion, Wen Xingren, who wanted to refuse, agreed happily: "Since General Lin kindly invites you, then the general It is better to obey than to respect."

General Lin waved his hand: "Okay, quickly order someone to prepare the food and drink. I didn't have a good time yesterday. Today, the Japanese general will not return home until he is drunk with General Wen."

Lin Sishen lowered his head, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.

The three of them sat down to drink tea in the hall, and after a while, Shen Qinghou's figure appeared outside the door. She was dressed in a simple and elegant Tsing Yi, and she walked slowly into the hall, followed by Lan Qing and Lu Yin.

Seeing Shen Qinghou coming, Wen Xingren's eyes lit up and stood up, he put down the tea cup and took a deep breath.

When Shen Qinghou stepped into the hall, he first bowed to General Lin and saluted: "Father." Then he looked at Wen Xingren and greeted him in a calm manner: "General Wen."

Lin Sishen sat at the side, lingering on the teacup, raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Qinghou. Shen Qinghou, who always liked to wear white clothes, was actually wearing Tsing Yi today, with a calm expression on his cold face. Abnormal look.

Wen Xingren looked at Shen Qinghou, forced himself to look away, and asked softly, "How is the Princess?"

Shen Qinghou frowned slightly inaudibly, and replied politely and distantly: "Qinghou's body has always been fine, thank you General Wen for your concern."

Why did Wen Xingren ask such a question? It's possible that Shen Qinghou was not feeling well. Lin Sishen's eyes fell on Shen Qingwei's face, and after a few glances, it seemed that she was indeed a little pale and tired.

After sizing it up for a while, Lin Sishen was about to look away, but Shen Qinghou turned his head slightly to meet her gaze.

Lin Sishen turned his head quickly, raised his hand to cover up the teacup to his lips, and took a sip of the warm tea.

Shen Qinghou walked to her side slowly, his eyes fell on her heart and then moved to her face, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and asked softly: "How is your husband's injury?"

"Cough." Lin Sishen choked, and was shocked by Shen Qinghou's soft words, and coughed violently. She hurriedly stretched out her hands to cover her chest, because her cough caused a dull pain in her chest, she blushed and raised her eyes She looked at Shen Qingwan in surprise.

But Shen Qinghou frowned, walked to her side and raised his hand to touch her heart, stroked her heart gently, and said in a low voice, "What's the hurry, be careful."

Unavoidable that Shen Qinghou continued to move around, she clasped Shen Qinghou's wrist with her hands, and said in a low voice, "I'm fine."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Wen Xingyi out of the corner of her eye, and sure enough, she saw that his face was ashen, and he was staring at Lin Sishen holding Shen Qinghou's hand.

Lin Sishen regained her composure, looked up at Shen Qinghou with a cold expression, with a smile on her face, she smiled softly and said: "Madam, don't worry, it's just a minor injury and nothing serious."

I don't know if Shen Qinghou had a quarrel with Wen Xingren yesterday, and today he purposely showed such intimacy and love to himself in front of Wen Xingren.

General Lin and Wen Xingren were talking about the war with Laos, when Shen Qingwan suddenly glanced at her and gestured to the door, Lin Sishen understood.

The two walked out of the hall one after the other, walked to the side corridor and stood still.

Shen Qinghou didn't speak for a long time, Lin Sishen looked at her cold profile, and couldn't help asking: "Which one is the princess acting in?"

Shen Qinghou glanced at her lightly, pursed her lips and asked, "What do you think?"

Lin Sishen lowered her eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly, only to feel the uneasiness and uneasiness from last night came to her heart again, she whispered: "How can I guess what the Princess wants?"

Shen Qinghou frowned slightly, saw her somewhat resistant expression, and after a while, sighed softly and asked, "Why did you leave in such a hurry last night?"

Lin Sishen said expressionlessly: "Of course I don't want to disturb the Princess."

"Excuse me?" Shen Qingwei looked at her sideways, with a slightly surprised expression, she lowered her eyes and said softly: "You and I are husband and wife now, why bother?"

Lin Sishen felt bored for no reason. What's the point of concealing things like this, she simply cut to the chase and looked directly at Shen Qinghou and said, "I already know about the Princess and General Wen. The Princess once said that she would not bother me." Private matters are also the same, I will not bother about the affairs of the Princess and General Wen."

Shen Qinghou understood what she said, she quietly glanced at Lin Sishen, opened her lips and said softly: "You seem to have misunderstood something."

She explained how Lin Sishen would believe it in such a light sentence. Thinking of the closeness between Shen Qingwan and Wen Xingren yesterday, Lin Sishen's heart sank immediately: "Didn't the Princess and General Wen already have the same mind? What's the matter?" Misunderstand?"

Shen Qinghou's expression turned cold: "I have no personal relationship with General Wen."

Her tone was determined and indifferent, Lin Sishen couldn't help being stunned, she hesitated and said: "But I clearly saw you yesterday..."

From what Lin Sishen revealed, Shen Qingwei knew that she must have been thwarted by Lin Sishen when she met Wen Xingren in private yesterday, and Lin Sishen misunderstood that she had an affair with Wen Xingren because of this.

Being so suspected by Lin Sishen, Shen Qinghou was a little annoyed for no reason, she said coldly: "I have no personal relationship with General Wen, believe it or not is up to you."

Shen Qinghou didn't need to explain these things to her at all, as they had agreed on a three-year period, the relationship between the two was originally cooperation, and Lin Sishen's questioning seemed to have overstepped.

She was a little dazed, she pursed her lips and raised her eyes to see Shen Qinghou's increasingly condensed expression, Shen Qinghou's eyes, which were fixedly looking at her, were now cold.

Lin Sishen turned to the beginning, and said with a guilty conscience: "Maybe I misunderstood."

Shen Qinghou took a step forward slowly and approached her: "Even if you misunderstood that I had an affair with General Wen, why didn't you tell me and leave in a hurry?"

Lin Sishen subconsciously took a step back, her brows were tightly frowned, her heart was suddenly flustered, she hurriedly explained: "Didn't I say it, I don't want to disturb..."

A smile suddenly appeared on Shen Qinghou's cold face, she lowered her eyes and bit her thin lips, interrupting Lin Sishen's explanation: "Lin Sishen, why don't you dare to look at me and say."

Lin Sishen closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She raised her eyes to look at Shen Qinghou, tightly clenched her hands hanging between her sleeves, and said in a low voice, "I just don't want to disturb the pleasure of the Princess and General Wen."

Shen Qinghou's eyes flicked across her face, and suddenly he smiled and said: "So, Mr. Lin is really understanding."

Lin Sishen leaned against the red lacquered wooden pillar behind her, she lowered her eyes and said softly: "Even if it is not General Wen, no matter who it is in the future, I will not interfere with the Princess' private affairs."

Saying this, her heart jumped for no reason, and the stone that was weighing heavily on her heart also fell down.

It turned out that Shen Qinghou and Wen Xingren were not in the relationship she thought.

Shen Qingwei opened her eyes, and said softly: "Actually, if you really want to interfere, it's not impossible."

Lin Sishen stretched out her hand to support the pillar behind her, and her heart moved slightly when she heard the words. She looked at Shen Qingwei with some doubts, and asked hesitantly, "What does the princess mean?"

Shen Qinghou frowned, glanced at her with some shame, and said dissatisfiedly: "If you want to know what it means, you can guess it yourself."

After saying that, she snorted coldly, turned her back to Lin Sishen: "If you have any doubts in the future, just ask me, why bother to think about it yourself."

Lin Sishen looked at Shen Qinghou's back, and didn't recover for a long time.

What did she mean by all this?

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