The prince gave me a bamboo horse

Considering that Wen Xingyuan's health is still unstable, Suining Nanbei and Sangzhu both stayed.

"Eldest nephew, why don't you come over?" These days, Ming Xiuqi is nestled in the house every day, not knowing what he is doing.

Ming Huaiyan didn't speak, Ming Xiuqi sighed, "This is the time when I want my sweetheart to be by my side, what do you do?"

Ming Huaiyan immediately stood up and went out.

Ming Xiuqi stretched, and lazily went back to the inner room.

Wen Xingyuan was lying on the bed, a little bored, eating the snacks Wen Xingzhi bought, flipping through the book page by page, when he heard the voice turning back, "Brother Ayan"

"Ok!"

Ming Huaiyan went to sit next to Wen Xingyuan, and Wen Xingyuan rushed over, "Brother Ayan doesn't even come to see me, is he going to collect debts?"

Carefully put his arms around Wen Xingyuan's waist, "Don't make trouble!"

"You actually said I was making trouble?" Kicked Ming Huaiyan.

Ming Huaiyan held Wen Xingyuan's ankle instead, "Don't hurt your feet!"

"No, I don't feel any pain anymore!" After trying a few times, Wen Xingyuan didn't take his foot back, so he simply let Ming Huaiyan hold it.

"Brother Ayan, can you take me out to play?"

"no!"

The snow outside was already very thick, and it was too cold for ordinary people to walk outside, let alone Wen Xingyuan, who would suffer from leg problems as soon as he went out.

"Really?" Wen Xingyuan seemed to have hooks in his eyes, Ming Huaiyan turned his head and did not answer.

"Okay! Let go!" Hiding his feet back under the quilt, "I thought you were here to collect debts!"

Ming Huaiyan was annoyed, "Could it be that I only want to get that kind of thing in Yuan'er's eyes?"

"Almost! I still remember the way you were pestering me!" Wen Xingyuan knew that it was impossible for Ming Huaiyan to touch him, so he was thrilled.

Wen Xingyuan can be regarded as a sick person, and someone may come at any time, Ming Huaiyan can't do those things, sit down and stretch out his hand.

"What are you doing?" Wen Xingyuan was shocked.

"Mr. Sang said that using internal force to unblock your legs is good!" Ming Huaiyan pulled Wen Xingyuan's calf out, and Ming Huaiyan lingered in his hands, and Wen Xingyuan simply lay down and began to moan.

Ming Huaiyan felt numb all over his body, and almost gasped, "Yuan'er!"

"Oh." Wen Xingyuan covered it with a pillow and chuckled.

The General's Mansion is rarely so lively during the Chinese New Year, the housekeeper went to buy a lot of red lanterns and couplets early and came back.

Holding a red lantern in his hand, Wen Xingyuan looked outside, "Those who didn't know thought it was my brother's wedding."

Wen Xingzhi knocked him out of his head, "Nonsense."

"Sooner or later!" Wen Xingyuan muttered.

Outside, Ming Xiuqi came back with a sugar painting, "Yuan'er, come!"

"Thank you, my lord!" Wen Xingyuan hadn't eaten yet, so he took a bite of the kabung, and the sugar splattered everywhere.

Ming Huaiyan hurried over to clean it up for him, and Wen Xingzhi, who was robbed of his work, squeezed a walnut hard.

Ming Xiuqi looked at them, sighed, and waddled out.

"What's the matter, my lord?"

"do not know!"

new Year is here.

Usually, if Wen Qingzheng and Wen Xingzhi didn't return to the imperial city, they would spend the New Year with the soldiers. This year Ming Huaiyan and the others are here, but Ming Huaiyan also wants to have a lively New Year's Eve. In the morning, Wen Xingzhi dressed Wen Xingyuan thickly Thick, then put him on the wheelchair and pushed him to the gate, without letting Wen Xingyuan's feet touch the ground the whole time.

When they arrived at the barracks, Wen Xingzhi took Wen Xingyuan all the way to his residence, then got off the carriage and stuffed him into the house, "Brother, will they laugh at me?"

"Who dares, I won't know him until I beat him up!" Wen Xingzhi's younger brother is not allowed to be bullied by anyone.

"I'll just talk!" Wen Xingyuan was really afraid that Wen Xingzhi would go out, and then meet two people who were making other jokes, beat them up, and then get angry.

"Stay in the room now, I'll pick you up when the time is up!" Wen Xingzhi said, then closed the door and went out.

During the period, Ming Huaiyan came over to sit with him for a while, then left in a hurry.

Listening to the lively noise outside, Wen Xingyuan's heart flew out with the wind.

"Tuk tuk tuk" someone knocked on the door.

Wen Xingyuan went over to open "My lord."

Ming Xiuqi brought a jar of wine from somewhere, "Let me come in and sit down!"

"My lord, please!"

The room was covered with blankets, Ming Xiuqi came in and found a place, sat down and half lay down, and then waved to Wen Xingyuan.

"My lord, what's the matter with you?" Wen Xingyuan went over.

Ming Xiuqi hooked Wen Xingyuan's shoulder, "Do you drink?"

"Don't drink!"

"That's right, you can't drink it!" Ming Xiuqi took a big gulp, a lot of it splashed on Wen Xingyuan's body, and Wen Xingyuan quickly wiped it dry with a handkerchief.

"Yuan'er, you and my eldest nephew, are you willing to be here?"

Wen Xingyuan blushed, "My lord, you're drunk!"

"Alas!" Ming Xiuqi fell down, spilling the wine all over the floor.

Wen Xingyuan leaned over, "What's on your mind, my lord, I'll help you solve it!"

"No, I'm fine!" Ming Xiuqi waved his hands, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

"My lord! My lord!" Shaking a few times, "Asleep?"

Although the room was very warm, Wen Xingyuan found him a blanket to cover him, and then continued to sit by the stove and read a book.

At noon, Ming Huaiyan delivered food to Wen Xingyuan, and saw Ming Xiuqi who was soundly asleep, "Uncle Huang didn't bother you, did he?"

"Oh! I want the lord to talk to me!" Wen Xingyuan died alone.

Ming Huaiyan smiled, "Come, eat."

"Brother Ayan, what are you doing today?" Wen Xingyuan went to sit down, picked up chopsticks and ate.

"In the afternoon they roast the mutton, and I'll help with the ingredients." Ming Huaiyan was a little happy when he said this, he had never done this before.

Wen Xingyuan eagerly said, "I want to go too!"

"No!" Ming Huaiyan didn't even think about it.

"Brother Ayan!"

"no!"

Wen Xingyuan gritted his teeth, "Husband!"

Ming Huaiyan: "..." If he can still be tense, he is incompetent, so he stepped forward and kissed her.

It took a long time to let go, "No!"

Wen Xingyuan: ..., immediately gave Ming Huaiyan a kick, "We have paid off our debts!"

"Yuan'er, you can't say that, I'm doing it for your health, your legs just got better!" Ming Huaiyan quickly explained.

Wen Xingyuan chuckled, "You and I are clean!"

"Yuan'er!"

Wen Xingyuan simply went over to open the door, "You can go!"

"Yuan'er!" Ming Huaiyan was helpless.

Wen Xingyuan made up his mind, Ming Huaiyan sighed, "I'll go ask your uncle, if your uncle agrees, we will go out!"

Seeing Ming Huaiyan walk away, Wen Xingyuan closed the door, he definitely won't let me out!

However, Ming Huaiyan came back very quickly, he still had a cloth bag in his hand, "Brother Ayan, what is this?"

"It's for keeping out the cold." Ming Huaiyan put it on the bed, took out a pair of leather boots, a pair of leather gloves, ear protectors and a thick fur coat, "You can go out after wearing it!"

"it is good!"

Putting it on after a while, Wen Xingyuan felt the feeling of sweating, and his whole body was warm, "It's very warm!"

"Let's go!" Ming Huaiyan helped Wen Xingyuan out.

Wearing thick clothes made it a bit inconvenient to walk, but Wen Xingyuan was still very happy, after all, he was able to come out and have such a lively new year.

There was a smell of barbecue and joy in the air, and after walking for a while, they arrived at the school ground where the army was training. Ming Huaiyan and Wen Xingyuan stood on a high place, looking over, they were all grills, and all of them were roasted lambs. The middle rows are still roast beef!Soldiers shuttled through it to coat it with oil.

"Oh my god!" Wen Xingyuan couldn't believe it, he didn't even dare to write that in the book, there must be thousands of them!

"The camp is divided into several districts, and there are many places for roasting, and it's still a little far away, so I sent supplies there and asked them to do it themselves," Ming Huaiyan said.

Wen Xingyuan probably knew something about this. Dayan had more than 60 soldiers guarding the frontier, and their camps were stationed at various points. If they were all together, the area of ​​a city would not be enough.

Ming Huaiyan looked at the bottom. In the past two months, he followed Wen Qingzheng throughout the entire northwest border defense line, eating meat and drinking with the soldiers at each station, and also felt a little bit of a happy battlefield.

"I'll take you down to have a look!" Ming Huaiyan brought Wen Xingyuan down.

Wen Xingzhi came over, took a closer look at Wen Xingyuan's face, and covered his face with the scarf again, "I'll go back after playing for a while, and come out to have fun at night!"

"Okay!" Wen Xingyuan couldn't think of Shu happily, and before Wen Xingzhi finished his other words, he dragged Ming Huaiyan to the school grounds.

The spices are strong, a bit spicy to the eyes and nose, but Wen Xingyuan still tried his best to move forward.

"Brother Bai, who is this?" Ming Huaiyan was very familiar with the soldiers of the barracks.

"Young master of the Wen family!" Ming Huaiyan said.

The man immediately realized that he knew that the youngest son of the current general was not in good health. Now that he saw him, he was dressed like a bear. It was really not good. "Young master, do you want to eat mutton?"

"Is it possible?" Wen Xingyuan looked at the sizzling roasted mutton, tickling oily flowers.

The man laughed, "It's already cooked, but it's more delicious when it's burnt!" Then, he took a knife and cut a piece of thigh meat for Wen Xingyuan and put it on the plate, "Young master, be careful of burning it!"

"Yeah!" Wen Xingyuan was impatient, but fortunately the cold wind was strong, so it would not be hot soon, Wen Xingyuan put it in his mouth, "It smells so good!" Looking at that person, he still wants to eat it!

It was also the first time for that person to be stared at with such begging gazes, but what if he ate too much and became ill? "Young master, can you eat more?"

Ming Huaiyan brought Wen Xingyuan a face towel, "I'll eat this, but I can't eat it at night, there are still a lot to eat at night!"

"Haha! That's right! Young master, there are still a lot of delicious food in the kitchen, you have to save it for dinner!" the man said loudly.

Wen Xingyuan nodded, sucking in his saliva, "Okay!"

Ming Huaiyan took Wen Xingyuan to other places, passing by the kitchen, where the two of them were surrounded by such a large pot, filled with more than a dozen pots, on the other side of the stove, the shirtless cook was cooking with a big shovel , Wen Xingyuan could hardly move his feet.

Ming Huaiyan saw it funny, and dragged the person away, "There are still a lot of strange ones ahead, let's go and have a look!"

They made snacks again, and the soldiers made big pots and sent them to various barracks. Ming Huaiyan went over and grabbed a handful, and said to Wen Xingyuan, "This is delicious! I've tasted it!"

"Don't even bring them to me!" Wen Xingyuan stuffed them into his mouth one by one.

Ming Huaiyan yelled at being wronged, "You were ill at that time, and this only happened during the Chinese New Year!"

Wen Xingyuan turned his head, "Is there anything else?"

"Yes, I'll take you there!" Ming Huaiyan took Wen Xingyuan's hand.