The county horse is a medicine jar

The chariots of the Ninth Prince and Princess Qingyang didn't arrive until noon, when General Lin got the news, he waited at the gate of the General's Mansion with incense sticks early in the morning.

Lin Sishen was wearing a white robe, the neckline and cuffs were embroidered with cloud patterns with silver thread, a jade pendant pierced with red thread hung from his waist, and his long black hair like ink dyed was tied with a jade crown.Although his body was slightly weak, he was straight and slender, and his temperament was outstanding.

It's just no wonder people always say that the young master of the General's Mansion looks like a boy and a girl. She has red lips, white teeth, white eyebrows and delicate eyes. Even wearing a long robe, she always makes people feel a bit indistinguishable.

A line of chariots stopped at the gate of the General's Mansion, General Lin gave Lin Sishen a wink, Lin Sishen understood, stepped forward and followed behind him, and the two walked to the chariot together.

The Ninth Prince got out of the car first, followed by Shen Qingwan.

As soon as she got out of the car, Shen Qingwan attracted everyone's attention.

She was dressed in white, with a cloud pattern embroidered on the lapel, and three thousand blue silk tied with white jade hairpins.His face is picturesque, his skin is better than snow, his figure is graceful and graceful, and his temperament is slightly cool.Those dark and deep eyes seemed to be rippling with a pool of clear spring, sparkling with waves.

I heard before that Princess Qingyang is the number one beauty in Qingzhou, but now that she saw the real person, her eyes lighted up and she was astonished.That appearance and figure, like a banished fairy walking out of a picture scroll, is so beautiful that it is not like ordinary things.

Lin Sishen lowered his head, raised his eyes for a sneaky look, and happened to meet Shen Qinghou whose gaze seemed to sweep over his body, and there seemed to be a little bit of inquiry in those dark and deep eyes.

Sure enough, she was the woman in the chariot in front of Ningxiang Tower that day.

The Ninth Prince and the old lady, General Lin, greeted each other, and then said softly to Shen Qinghou who was beside him: "Wu'er, I haven't met a few elders yet."

Facing several elders who had taken care of her in the past, Shen Qingwan lowered her eyes and smiled faintly, and made a graceful bow: "Wan'er has seen the old lady, General Lin and Aunt Liu."

The old lady was looking at Shen Qingwan, but she didn't recover for a while, she was a little flattered when she saw her salute, and hurried forward to help Shen Qingwan: "The princess is really old."

Shen Qinghou raised his eyes to look at the old lady, and said with a slight smile: "My son was taken care of by the old lady and Aunt Liu in the past, and these days she has to live in the mansion to bother her, so she has to salute and thank you."

Lin Sishen looked at Shen Qinghou from the side, suddenly lost in thought.

It was just a quick glance that day, and I only felt that she was beautiful, but now that I was in front of my eyes, I felt that she was even more like a fairy, and it complemented the cold and alienated temperament around me, which made people fascinated, but did not dare to blaspheme.

Lin Sishen was stunned for a moment, until Shen Qinghou raised his eyes and looked right at her face, with a slight smile on his lips: "Young master Lin, don't come here without any harm."

Her voice was as clear as ding-dong spring water, and like the fairy music played in the fairy palace, with a hint of banter hitting her ears, a sense of numbness and dryness slowly rose from the bottom of her heart.

Lin Sishen's heart trembled, and she hurriedly turned her head away. She took a deep breath and was about to speak, but she heard the Ninth Prince snorted coldly.

"Hmph, the young master has airs. He didn't even bother to say hello when he saw the king and Hou'er."

General Lin at the side couldn't hold back his face when he heard the words, he glared at Lin Sishen, and said in a deep voice: "Shen'er, what are you still doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and salute when you see the Ninth Prince and Princess Qingyang."

Lin Sishen came back to his senses and coughed lightly, smiled and bowed calmly: "Sishen has met the Ninth Prince and Princess Qingyang."

The Princess came to the General's Mansion for a temporary stay, but she didn't bring many things with her, except for some commonly used items, she only brought two personal maids.

The old lady was not in good health, she greeted her when she met her, and then she wanted to go back to the Buddhist hall to rest.

The Ninth Prince stayed in the mansion for half a day before leaving. Before he left, he called the two accompanying maids of Shen Qingwan aside, and gave a few careful instructions.

Although Lin Sishen didn't know what he said, it must have been about her, but when they were talking, the two handsome maidservants turned their heads to her from time to time, their eyes were full of contempt and defense.

General Lin naturally knew that the Ninth Prince looked down on Lin Sishen, so he specially asked Lin Sishen to personally send the Ninth Prince out of the mansion.

The Ninth Prince hated her so much that he kept a cold face and didn't talk to her along the way.In this way, Lin Sishen felt at ease, and secretly curled the corners of his lips, the more the Ninth Prince hates her, the easier this matter will be.

After walking to the gate of the mansion and crossing the threshold, the Ninth Prince stopped in his tracks, turned to look at her, and reminded her with a stern tone: "If I let this king know that you bullied me in your general's mansion, it will be fine. You are the son of General Lin, and this king will not spare you lightly."

Lin Sishen narrowed his eyes slightly, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "My lord, don't worry, Princess Qingyang is a distinguished guest of the General's residence, so Sishen should abide by etiquette."

"It's better to be like this." Ninth Prince stared at her for a long time.

Although Lin Sishen really had a pretty face, but as a man he was so feminine and weak, so he didn't have any manliness, and I don't know why Wu'er took a fancy to her.

After mentioning everything that should be mentioned, the Ninth Prince walked away with a displeased expression.

Seeing the chariot of the Ninth Prince disappear into the alley in front of the General's Mansion, Lin Sishen smiled and walked out with his hands behind his back.

The two family generals guarding the door hastily stopped her: "Young master, stay here."

Lin Sishen knew that her father had ordered her to stay, but still pretended not to know: "What? Why are you stopping me?"

The two generals replied neither humble nor overbearing: "Young master, the general has an order that you are not allowed to step out of the house these days."

Lin Sishen sighed, shook his head with his hands behind his back, and walked back muttering: "I'm bored, I'm not even allowed to go to a teahouse for a cup of tea."

The guard at the gate was relieved to see that she wasn't in any trouble, but in his heart he felt dissatisfied that the young master was going to drink tea at the teahouse, he was obviously looking for an excuse to go to Ningxianglou to find Miss Yunliu.

Lin Sishen went back to the mansion, but he didn't go back to his yard first, instead he wandered around the mansion for a while.

When she came to an extremely deep and quiet courtyard, she stopped and stared at the closed courtyard door for a long time.

Waiting for her to sigh with a gloomy expression, she was about to leave when she suddenly heard a dull and angry growl.

"roll."

Then there was a sharp shattering sound, like the sound of a porcelain bowl being smashed to the ground, accompanied by a small exclamation from a waiter.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Sishen stepped forward and pushed open the courtyard door, and walked in hastily.

I saw a layer of leaves falling on the ground in the courtyard and no one cleaned it. The shade of trees covering the sky enveloped the courtyard, making it look a bit gloomy and lonely.

She looked up, and saw outside a wing room, an attendant was squatting on the ground dejectedly, picking up something carefully.

Lin Sishen frowned, stood behind the attendant, and suddenly said, "What's going on?"

The attendant was taken aback, turned around and saw it was her, and hurriedly bowed to salute: "Young master, you are here."

Lin Sishen nodded, looking at the black soup on the ground mixed with little medicine residue, and the broken porcelain pieces were so finely shattered, it looked like the person who fell had exhausted all his strength.

She sighed, looked up at the closed door, and said softly: "Brother, he won't take medicine?"

The attendant nodded, looking extremely lonely: "Why don't you go and persuade the eldest son, the eldest son... alas at this time of year."

Lin Sishen pondered for a moment, and then ordered: "Clean up first, and then clean up the fallen leaves in the yard later, what a mess it is."

After she finished speaking, she walked forward and knocked lightly on the door: "Brother, I'm Sishen."

The room was silent, Lin Sishen waited for a long time before a voice came from the room, low and short: "No see."

Lin Sishen was left out and didn't compromise, but lowered his eyebrows and said softly, "If elder brother doesn't see Sishen, then Sishen will be waiting at the door."

It was quiet for a while, and then I heard a sigh: "That's all, come in."

Lin Sishen pushed open the door, and the room was dark and dead silent. Following the faint light projected from outside the door, she vaguely saw a slender figure sitting motionless behind a desk inside.

An inexplicable sense of depression welled up in his heart, Lin Sishen looked around, and smelled a strong decaying smell at the tip of his nose.She went straight to the window beside her and opened it: "Let's get some air."

Lin Sishen opened the doors and windows of the house, and the light in the room gradually brightened, and the figure and face of the person sitting behind the desk were gradually revealed.

It was a tall man in a blue gown, with sword eyebrows, star eyes and a straight nose, with a handsome and heroic appearance.

But if you look carefully, you can see something is wrong.

I don't know if it's because he hasn't seen the sun for a long time, or because he is suffering from illness, his face is extremely pale, his pair of eyes that are very similar to Lin Sishen's are dim and empty, his straight back is slightly bent, and he is looking down at the empty space in front of him. The long table, as if in a daze.

He obviously looked young, but he looked like an old man on the verge of death, exuding the smell of death and decay.

As a ray of sunlight outside the window fell on his face, he suddenly frowned, and shrank into the dark place with some discomfort.

Lin Sishen slowly walked in front of him, following her gaze, she could vaguely see that the man's right sleeve hanging on one side was empty, as if... something was missing.

This man is Lin Sishen's eldest brother, General Lin's eldest son, Lin Sitao. When he was young, he and his second younger brother Lin Silue followed his father to the north and south, and made great military achievements. The captivating young commander.

He was supposed to shine under the eyes of all the people, and he was supposed to go forward in the battlefield, but in a deadly battle with Laos more than ten years ago, he broke his right arm, and his younger brother Lin Silue, who was born as a compatriot, died in the battle for the country.

From then on, he became a useless person who gave up on himself, lived in the general's mansion but never wanted to see anyone, hid in this dark courtyard every day, especially in grief.

Looking at Lin Sitao's dead and expressionless face, Lin Sishen felt as if something had stabbed her hard in her heart, the pain made her nose sour.

She took a deep breath, and said softly, "Why doesn't elder brother refuse to take medicine?"

Lin Sitao didn't even look at her, he still stared at the empty desk, and said slowly: "It's just useless, no amount of soup is useless."

In fact, not only Lin Sishen, but also Lin Zheng, Liu Qingyun, and even his grandmother had told him many things to persuade him, but he never listened.

Lin Sishen knew that no matter what he said, Lin Sitao would not listen.

So she didn't say anything, but replaced someone with a freshly boiled soup and brought it back, and she fed Lin Sitao the medicine herself.

The hot soup that was blown was handed to his lips, and Lin Sitao didn't even open his mouth until it was cold. medicine.

Seeing that the sky was getting late, Lin Sitao somehow looked up at her, then slowly opened his mouth and drank the concoction in the spoon near his lips.

A gleam of joy appeared on Lin Sishen's face, after feeding the whole bowl of medicine to Lin Sitao, she ordered someone to bring the food, and had dinner with Lin Sitao.

The food was served on the table, Lin Sitao sat in front of the table and did not move his chopsticks for a long time, Lin Sishen added some food for him, and said softly: "Brother, do you know that Princess Qingyang is here today and wants to stay at our house for a while?" For a while."

Lin Sitao didn't speak for the whole afternoon, until Lin Sishen mentioned Shen Qinghou, and then he looked over and said slowly, "Princess Qingyang, your future wife?"

Lin Sishen put a piece of fish into his bowl, and said helplessly, "Yes, it's also my biggest worry."

Lin Sitao looked at the food in the bowl, and said in a daze, "You don't like her?"

"It's not that I'm unhappy, it's just...I can't marry her."

When he said this, Lin Sishen raised his head and looked at Lin Sitao, his eyes flickering on and off as if he was thinking about something, and he said every word with extreme caution.

Lin Sitao asked in a low voice: "Why?"

"Because..." Lin Sishen stared at Lin Sitao's face, her voice was much lower in the second half of the sentence, so weak that it was almost inaudible.

But Lin Sitao, who had been sitting dumbfounded, trembled, a crack slowly appeared on his hollow and numb face like a puppet, and he looked at Lin Sishen in shock and astonishment, not recovering for a long time.