The runaway general of the black-bellied book

Time passes quickly when people are busy.

Before Fang Yimin noticed it, the autumn wind had already dyed the leaves red, and the whole city of Zhuojing began to exude an aura of ripeness and harvest.

After the autumnal equinox, the weather gradually became cooler, and Fang Yimin's suppressed cough in summer also began to come back.

The whole family was worried about this matter, especially the old Prime Minister Fang, who tried his best to inquire about the prescriptions for regulating the body and curing the cold every day, and the imperial doctor did not know how many rounds of appointments were made in violation of the rules.

There are also a few maids who serve Fang Yimin personally. Apart from taking care of Fang Yimin every day, they just stay in front of the medicine stove in the kitchen and stare at the fire every day.

With his grandfather's care and his own maid serving him attentively, Fang Yimin didn't live too badly this autumn, at least...it was much better than before.

During this period of time, Li Yuze was marching and fighting in Shuobei, and he discovered something that surprised him—the nomads here seem to be born with the ability to resist cold and frost. Even in the ice and snow, they only wear shorts that are convenient for movement Wool sweaters, but they rarely catch cold like their soldiers.

After making friends with them, Li Yuze learned that the residents here have been drinking some hot soup made with mutton, beef and other base ingredients since childhood, and will add several kinds of herbs that are only available in Shuobei.

After drinking like this from childhood to adulthood, their physical fitness, especially in terms of cold and frost resistance, has been greatly tempered. The nomadic children of the same age were immediately distinguished from the black iron cavalry brought by Li Yuze.

After hearing this extremely precious news, Li Yuze immediately ordered the cooks in the army to start boiling this anti-cold soup in a big pot.

Although it is not as good as these local people who have been taking it since they were young, but they are not ready for battle. After drinking it for less than a week, the number of soldiers in the army who were sluggish due to cold and typhoid fever immediately decreased a lot.

Fang Yimin was going to court today, Fang Yimin didn't sleep very well yesterday, when Lingxi called him up, the whole side of his head was throbbing.

Lingxi glanced at his pale face, and said worriedly: "Master...how about taking a leave of absence from His Majesty today? You go to court every day, so if you don't go for a day like this...it shouldn't be a big deal, right?"

Fang Yimin shook his head, motioning her not to stop what he was doing: "Those matters in court are not as simple as you think..."

——It's okay for him not to go, but now that the DPRK and China are separated, if Fang Yimin's main combat faction is without his presence, Zhao Xiangming and the others will inevitably lose the right to speak.

In fact, the emperor often had his own plans for these decisions, and he went to court just to listen to the opinions of the ministers.

However, if most of the courtiers disagree with His Majesty, the courtiers below carry out these orders... and they will face many obstacles.

If they can unify their opinions in the court, the execution of His Majesty's orders will be much smoother.

——Fang Yimin did not allow anything that might hinder Li Yuze's military affairs to happen, so he was the first to bear the brunt of the court these few days, and had a fierce quarrel with Zhao Xiangming and the others.

Lingxi couldn't hold back Fang Yimin, so he had to help him dress, thinking silently: It would be great if Mr. Li was here...

It has been several years since I left, and although I keep writing letters on weekdays, I am always homeless.

And every time Li Yuze left, Fang Yimin seemed to lose his soul here.

The master couldn't cheer up, and they slaves were also impatient in their eyes.

Fang Yimin tied his clothes slowly, and suddenly remembered something, and asked: "The stove that I asked you to clean up earlier, have you cleaned it up?"

"It's all ready, young master." Lingxi helped him straighten his collar, "It's not yet the winter solstice, so you are too impatient."

Fang Yimin smiled: "Congyi wrote to me saying that he might be able to come back this winter, but I don't know when exactly... I just hope that I can get all these things ready before he comes back. Wait like this When he comes back, we can enjoy the snow in the tea house together."

——There is a small lake in his new mansion, Li Yuze has been thinking about it all the time, and mentioned it several times in his letters.

As a result, Fang Yimin became interested and decided to build a hut beside the lake. In this way, he could enjoy the snowy scenery on the lake in winter, enjoy the fire, and there are faint distant mountains in the distance. Thinking about it, it should be an extremely pleasant scene.

Lingxi gave a "hmm" and responded, "Master, don't worry, it will probably be soon."

Fang Yimin also nodded, and looked up: "Let's go."

Who knows that this hope, from autumn to winter, and from winter to spring.

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On this day, Fang Yimin went to court again as usual.

Lingxi ran out from the house and wanted to help him get off the carriage.

The moment Fang Yimin opened the curtain of the car, she heard her say in surprise: "Master! Look who's back!"

Fang Yimin turned his head to look.

"Zi Lan——!!!"

A clear youthful voice came from not far away, Fang Yimin turned his head in disbelief, and saw Li Yuze wearing a black armor, riding towards him on horseback.

When he was approaching Fang Yimin, Li Yuze yelled lightly: "Whoa!"

The horse obediently stopped, Li Yuze gathered the reins in his hand, got off the horse, and rushed to Fang Yimin with a stride.

He saw that Fang Yimin's expression had been in this sluggish state since he stopped, and he couldn't help feeling a little funny.

Li Yuze leaned down, gently scratched the bridge of Fang Yimin's nose with his index knuckles, and teased, "What's the matter? We haven't seen each other for a few months, and Zilan doesn't know me anymore?"

Where did this say?Even if Li Yuze stays in Shuobei for three to five years and never comes back, Fang Yimin will never forget everything about him... Whether it's his smile, every movement or look, they have already left an unforgettable mark on Fang Yimin's heart .

Before Fang Yimin himself realized it, he had already fallen hopelessly, and he was willing to become an accessory of love.

Li Yuze was about to withdraw his hand after touching Fang Yimin's nose, but Fang Yimin held him back.

Fang Yimin carefully wrapped his hands in his arms, like a treasure hunter who has found some rare treasure, and is afraid that if he is not careful, the treasure will disappear and disappear completely from his eyes.

Li Yuze's fingertips were held by him, Fang Yimin stroked them inch by inch, and squeezed them lightly from time to time.

Although it is bitingly cold, the touch of the palm of the hand has always been real.

The more he touched and squeezed Li Yuze's fingers, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, as if the joy that had been silent all this time was ignited at this moment, and the accumulated

The two entered Fangfu.

Fang Yimin pulled Li Yuze into his room, and led him to sit opposite him, so that he would have the opportunity to look at Li Yuze more carefully.

Thinner and darker.

This was his first reaction. After realizing this, Fang Yimin's heart immediately felt a little distressed.

Seeing his frowning, Li Yuze smiled and went up to touch him, comforting him, "Don't do that, I'm really fine."

Fang Yimin looked at him for a while, confirmed that the person was really safe and sound, and without saying a word, he nestled obediently into his arms.

Li Yuze hugged him and patted him on the back.The two of them hugged each other quietly indoors for a long, long time.

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In March, the grass grows and the warblers fly, everything recovers, the willow branches sprout, and the ice and snow melt.

Everything began to exude vitality of recovery, even Fang Yimin, who had been ill for a long time, was no exception.

Since the beginning of spring, his cough has improved a lot, and his fever is less than before. The heart that made Lingxi and the others worry for a whole winter can finally be put down safely.

Fang Yimin woke up fairly early today - he has an appointment with Li Yuze, and today he is going to go out for an outing in the countryside.

Although the two of them have made countless appointments like this since they met each other, but for Fang Yimin, every invitation from Li Yuze will be accompanied by the same excitement and freshness as before.

It was almost the same yesterday... When he was sleeping at night, Fang Yimin tossed and couldn't sleep again, trying to figure out what to do with Li Yuze tomorrow.

——When he left Li Yuze's mansion yesterday, the other party told him mysteriously that he would give Fang Yimin a surprise when the two of them went out for an outing in the countryside tomorrow.

For this "surprise" that Li Yuze said, even though Fang Yimin hadn't slept for several hours last night, when Lingxi called today, he immediately opened his eyes and got up.

Even when eating breakfast, Fang Yimin's thoughts would start to diverge uncontrollably - Li Yuze is a pragmatic person with a very direct personality.Generally speaking, if he wanted to prepare something for Fang Yimin, he would immediately bring it to Fang Yimin's house when it was ready, but he seldom engaged in special links such as "send a surprise".

So this time people said they would give him a "surprise", which really aroused Fang Yimin's curiosity.While he was sipping the white porridge in the porcelain bowl, he kept imagining in his mind what kind of treasure Li Yuze should present him when they meet later.

It's not that he's worried that he won't like what Li Yuze gave him—they always know each other best.Li Yuze dared to prepare a gift as a surprise for him, he must have known that Fang Yimin would definitely like this thing.

But the strangeness is the strangest here——

Even Fang Yimin himself doesn't know what he likes now...or to be more precise, he doesn't know what else he needs now.

——Li Yuze is back... He has been looking forward to the stars, the moon, and the person who has returned to him from the distant and cold Shuobei.

And...Moreover, Li Yuze even promised him that he would never leave again, would never leave again, and would always be by his side.

With these promises all of a sudden, Fang Yimin didn't even bother to verify whether Li Yuze really kept his word, and whether these promises would really work...he was already dazed by these sudden surprises.

Right now, he only felt that his heart was always warm.The extremities that have been chilled due to weakness all the year round seem to radiate warmth all the time because of the sweetheart's promise of companionship in the future, and they no longer feel the same coldness as before.

When they arrived at the place agreed upon by the two, Li Yuze was already standing there with his hands behind his back.

Seeing him coming, he greeted him with a smile: "Zilan, you're here."

Fang Yimin gave a "hmm" and wanted to hold someone's hand, but Li Yuze avoided him.

Fang Yimin: ...Huh?

I saw the person in front of me taking out a kite from his arms as if offering a treasure.

——The kite made of paper is just ugly.

Seeing people staring at the kite, Li Yuze felt a little embarrassed: "It's the first time I draw... Maybe it's not very good... Zilan, don't dislike me! I really prepared it for many days. ! Although, although it may still not be as good as the ones you drew, but...but I will learn more! I will draw more for you in the future, okay?"

The painting is of a swallow, with bright colors of red and green, but Fang Yimin loves it very much.After taking it from Li Yuze's hand, he kept looking over and over, fearing that his fingers might damage the kite, so he was very careful.

"Do you still like it?" Li Yuze asked.

Fang Yimin could hardly speak, so he nodded vigorously.

"This one doesn't look good..." Li Yuze took his hand, "I'll draw you a new one tomorrow."

Fang Yimin nodded again, trying to suppress the feeling of wanting to cry: "Yes."

Li Yuze held him, and he squeezed it back very hard, as if he was holding...the once unreachable tomorrow.

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