walk to the water

Imperial Physician Su smiled and said: "Young Master, don't worry, Your Majesty suffered internal injuries during the fierce battle the day before yesterday, but fortunately escaped the danger, and is now in no serious condition, but it is not suitable to act, and is still recuperating in another hospital."

Hearing that Fu Ling was safe, Chu Xiang let go of his hanging heart a little, and asked again: "Where is this? How did we get here?"

Doctor Su said: "Your Majesty and Young Master are seriously injured and cannot travel far. They are temporarily staying in An County to recuperate. This is the inner house of a large family in An County, and it is temporarily requisitioned as a residence. Lan Er is also a maid of this family. She has been allocated to serve for a few days. She doesn't know."

"Oh!" Chu Xiang nodded, remembering that An County is located on the north bank of the Yangtze River, not far from the mouth of the sea, and he had led his army past here back then.At this time, Lan'er had already brought in the medicine. Doctor Su watched him take it, felt his pulse again, and said, "Master, this time the injury is not serious, so let's relax and recuperate. The old man has to go to make medicine, so I'll take my leave first." ” Chu Xiang thanked, and watched the imperial doctor Su go away, trying to concentrate on thinking about the current situation, but the pain broke out on his body, his legs and chest were like being cut by a knife on fire, after a while, he fainted again fell asleep.

For the next six to seven days, besides Lan'er serving tea and food, there were servants who washed and changed Chu Xiang's wounds, and Imperial Physician Su also came to see him every day. From him, Chu Xiang learned that Fu Ling's injuries were getting worse day by day. better.If Chu Xiang asked about the situation in the Zhou Kingdom, the imperial physician Su refused to know, and even declined to visit Fu Ling, as long as Chu Xiang could heal his wounds with peace of mind.

The wind and snow raged all over the sky for two days, and it had stopped when Chu Xiang woke up for the first time.There was a charcoal fire in the room, and it was as warm as spring. Chu Xiang only looked at Lan'er all day long, and had nothing to say, but thought: Look at Fu Ling's catastrophe passing by, on land and sea.Obviously, there was sufficient preparation and careful planning, and Ji De and Su Taiyi were transferred all the way, even so.He was still badly wounded, shrewd with his caution.If you don't have [-] points of certainty, you will never take risks.That day at the seaside, he should have other arrangements, otherwise how could the chasing army retreat so easily?Chu Xiang pondered for a few days, but couldn't figure it out.Lying on the bed, I can just see the white snow on the roof opposite the window. The sun has been shining for several consecutive days, and the snow is gradually melting. Listening to the snow dripping under the eaves is like listening to the footsteps of spring approaching quietly.

This day, Imperial Physician Su came for a routine follow-up visit, and fed Chu Xiang with another decoction of medicine. Just as he was about to have someone change the dressing for Chu Xiang's wound, the door curtain moved slightly.Someone came in, but when he looked back, it was Fu Ling.His attire today was quite different from the past, he simply wore a moon-white brocade robe with silver embroidered edges.A light-colored jade belt was tied around her waist, and her long hair was casually draped behind her back.There is a moon-white hair band on the forehead.His face was pale, and his lips were so pale that they were almost transparent.It made those deep eyes even darker like black jade, but his figure became thinner.Imperial Physician Su hurriedly knelt down to pay his respects, Fu Ling waved his hands and said: "Ai Qing is alive, thanks to your timely treatment these few days. Since you are not in the palace, you can save all these vain rituals!" He said again, "You leave the medicine, I Come and prescribe medicine for him." Imperial Physician Su agreed, kowtowed and withdrew.

Chu Xiang called out tremblingly: "Your Majesty!"

Fu Ling approached Chu Xiang's bed and sat down, smiled gently and said, "Xiang'er, after I woke up, I was tortured by them for several days, and I was not allowed to go out and see you."

Chu Xiang hurriedly asked, "How's your Majesty's internal injury?" He said it calmly, but if it wasn't for the serious injury, how could he come here today?

Fu Ling frowned slightly, and said: "What else can I do? I can't die for a while, and I can't get better. It's nothing more than taking medicine to nourish and recuperate. It's just your injury..." Just as he was about to check Chu Xiang's injury, he suddenly remembered something and put his hand Show Chu Xiang the things on the table, "This house is called a plum garden. When I passed the yard just now, I saw that the red plums were in full bloom. I picked a branch for you. I went to find a bottle to plug it in."

Chu Xiang just saw that he was holding a two-foot-tall red plum in his hand, and the blossoming plum blossoms were as bright as rouge, delicate and charming.Fu Ling went to find a blue and white porcelain vase, filled it with clear water, inserted the red plum into the vase, and placed it on Chu Xiang's bedside.Chu Xiang stared blankly at him busy, with red plums reflected in his white clothes, and his soft and calm smile was like that of a big brother next door. How could he be a generation of heroes who look down on the world?Chu Xiang's nose was sore, his eyes were foggy, and he seemed to be back in his childhood in a trance. The small courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River with bluestone slabs, white walls and black tiles, and bamboo shadows reflected the laughter under the window... "An Lan?" Chu Xiang blurted out.

"Xiang'er?"

Fu Ling's call recalled Chu Xiang's thoughts. Chu Xiang lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "This is a bit similar to the place where I lived when I was young. At that time, An Lan and I were neighbors..."

Fu Ling was stunned, Chu Xiang didn't continue, and he didn't ask any more questions. The room suddenly became very quiet, only the faint fragrance of flowers wafted around.Fu Ling hugged Chu Xiang, gently unbuttoned his clothes, and checked his injuries.Chu Xiang moved uncomfortably, and Fu Ling said, "Are you ashamed that every inch of your body doesn't belong to me?"

Fu Ling's words were almost unreasonable, but Chu Xiang didn't refute, just closed his eyes obediently, with a resigned look, the long eyelashes under the eyelids trembled slightly, covering the haze in the eyes.Fu Ling felt distressed for no reason, the little anger just now dissipated, he took off his shirt first, saw that the lute bones on both sides were pierced, the wounds had not healed, and there was a whiplash burn on his chest, he turned him over again, There are also overlapping welts on the back.

Fu Ling lowered his face and took off his obscene trousers. Although the injury of the whipping stick between his thighs gradually improved, there were still large bruises. Further down, his right calf was splinted. legs, Chu Xiang suddenly snorted, Fu Ling had already seen the scorched soles of his feet, and his face became more gloomy and frightening.

After examining the injury, Fu Ling took the ointment and applied it on him without saying a word.After taking the medicine, Fu Ling went to see Chu Xiang, and saw that he was biting his thin lip so hard that it was bleeding, his forehead was covered with thick beads of sweat, and strands of wet black hair stuck to his forehead. Before, he thought it was because of the severe pain when he took the medicine, but he didn't make a sound.Fu Ling wiped off Chu Xiang's fine sweat with a sweat towel, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Chu Xiang nodded: "It hurts!" With a wry smile, "I asked for it."

Fu Ling let out a long sigh, patted him on the face, and hugged Chu Xiang into his arms again, hating and pitying: "You also know that you asked for it? It's the so-called self-inflicted evil, you can't live! A slap will wake you up!"

Chu Xiang lowered his head: "Your Majesty taught me the lesson. Chu Xiang is stubborn and ignorant. Death is not a pity, but it has caused many people..." Mother, An Lan, younger brother, Fu Ling, and those unknown guards... What is my sin? deep?

Fu Ling was silent when he heard the words, and asked for a long time: "Xiang'er, if... if I came to chase you personally at that time, would you follow me back to Shangjing?"