The salted fish script was played by me [Transmigration Book]

"Yanzhi."

Xiao Hongyin put the medicine aside, stretched out his hand to caress He Yanzhi's side face.

"Do you feel better?" He gently wiped the sweat for the other person, testing the temperature between the other person's forehead.

Feeling that the temperature had returned to normal, Xiao Hongyin was relieved.

He Yanzhi only opened his narrow eyes, his dark pupils slowly turned to Xiao Hongyin, paused for a moment, then turned back, and stared at the ceiling.

"Give him the medicine and he'll be fine. Remember, don't use medicines indiscriminately." The man left without saying anything after a word of advice. By the time Xiao Hongyin came to his senses, the man had already disappeared into the night. middle.

"Young Master Xiao, what happened to Mr. He?"

Mei Ping and Shen Zhong stood outside the house worriedly, not daring to enter the house rashly to cause chaos.

"The old illness is breaking out, and there is no serious problem right now." Xiao Hongyin let them enter the room to talk.

Standing in front of the bed, Mei Ping saw He Yanzhi's pale lips, and said distressedly: "How could it hurt so badly, you need to make up for it."

"That's right, how could a good man like Mr. He suffer such a crime..." Shen Zhong sighed, then suddenly remembered the man just now, and asked Xiao Hongyin, "Old illnesses are the most difficult to cure. I'm not very old, so I don't know if he has a way to cure Mr. He?"

Xiao Hongyin shook his head: "Yanzhi's disease is extremely difficult to treat, I'm afraid there is no one in Dali who can cure it."

"It's so serious?! What did Mr. He go through to become like this?" Mei Ping thought it was a chronic illness at first, but she didn't expect it to be so close to the point where there was no cure.

Xiao Hongyin frowned, telling Shen Zhong and Mei Ping not to worry: "It's getting late, you go back and rest first, I'm here."

Shen Zhong and Mei Ping didn't dare to make more trouble, they nodded and said yes, they left the room after tidying up the basin, leaving Xiao Hongyin and He Yanzhi alone.

"Come on, take some medicine."

Xiao Hongyin picked up He Yanzhi, let him lean in his arms, and then carefully fed him with the medicine bowl.

After being fed the first mouthful of medicine, He Yanzhi frowned unconsciously, his mouth was numb with bitterness, and instinctively closed his mouth tightly when he took the second mouthful.

Xiao Hongyin knew that he was afraid of suffering, but he had to drink the medicine, so he pinched his chin with his hands to force him to speak, and poured the medicine into it without any unnecessary movements.

The longer the medicine is delayed, the harder it is to drink, so I simply use the fastest way.

"Cough cough..."

He Yanzhi was given medicine, and coughed violently at the last mouthful. Xiao Hongyin put down the medicine bowl and patted his back to calm his breath.

He Yanzhi felt that he was surrounded by suffering and had a severe headache, so he shrank back under the quilt in a fit of anger and turned his back to Xiao Hongyin to cover himself tightly.

"come out."

Xiao Hongyin was afraid that he would suffocate himself, so he started to pull the quilt, but after the other party came back, his strength also recovered, and it took Xiao Hongyin [-]% of his strength to pull He Yanzhi's head out of the quilt.

Even if someone successfully tore the quilt away, He Yanzhi would not be outdone, and turned his back to Xiao Hongyin and pretended to be dead just to ignore others.

Xiao Hongyin was also irritated by him tonight, looking at He Yanzhi's back, he said in a deep voice: "You have been in pain since you came out of the Crane Tower, right?"

He Yanzhi didn't respond.

Xiao Hongyin continued: "You wanted to hold on yourself, but you didn't intend to tell me, did you?"

He Yanzhi remained motionless, but his hands buried under the quilt unconsciously clenched the corners of the quilt.

Seeing that he didn't even want to explain, Xiao Hongyin couldn't help but speak out: "If it wasn't for the strong poison this time, you would have kept it from me even if you died from the poison yourself, and you wouldn't even give me a chance to collect the corpse. Yes or no?!"

"He Yanzhi, why don't you believe me?!"

His voice suddenly rose, and there was a hint of despair trembling in what he said, and at the same time, He Yanzhi finally responded.

His voice came from the other side of the bed:

"Then why do you think I should trust you?"

He Yanzhi still didn't move, he buried himself in the quilt, only in this way could he gather a little courage to speak.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous for a leftover son who was wiped out by the enemy to beg the enemy's subordinates for trust?"

The clear spring water suddenly froze at this moment, and his words were as cold as sharp ice picks, piercing into Xiao Hongyin's heart one by one, and he said in a trembling voice: "...you are different."

As soon as the words fell, a low laugh came from the other side of the bed, and He Yanzhi sat up slowly while supporting the bed.

The thin back showed a perfect arc due to the movement, and the black hair like a waterfall slipped down from the shoulders and hung on the slender waist.

"What's the difference? Mr. Xiao still hides everything in his heart, doesn't he hide everything from me."

He Yanzhi felt that his words were indifferent, and he wanted to say "ridiculous" before getting up and leaving, but he couldn't help but speak again.

And it was precisely this extra sentence that made the people behind him realize something.

Right now, his heartbeat was so heavy that he couldn't lift his arms, so he had to wait quietly for the other party's response.

In the oil lamp on the table, the big flame jumped three times, and finally extinguished due to tiredness, and the room was plunged into darkness.

He Yanzhi had just recovered from the poison, and his energy had not yet fully recovered. At this moment, he sat on the bed with force and was a little shaky. He waited and waited until there was no response from behind him, and then sat still as if he was out of breath.

After a while, He Yanzhi felt the approaching breath, and was about to turn around when two powerful arms were wrapped around his waist.

He Yanzhi's whole body froze, and then his back pressed against his warm chest, and a fluffy head was buried in his shoulder socket.

"I was wrong."

The warm breath was gently heaving around his neck, and He Yanzhi only felt a piercing itchiness that made him raise his hands subconsciously, but both hands were firmly held in the palms, and he could not move at all.

"There are hidden guards ambushing on the street. I'm afraid you're worried, so I don't tell you. The Crane Tower is the place He Yu chose. I was afraid that he would make a fuss, so I looked around, so I was too late to find you... Yanzhi, I was wrong, forgive me, okay?"

The voice next to my ear was soft and weeping with some grievances, it was completely different from when he questioned He Yanzhi just now.

"Is there something missing?"

Facing Xiao Hongyin's sudden gesture of favor, after being astonished, He Yanzhi raised his eyebrows, and kindly reminded him: "Hongji Iron Shop."

Xiao Hongyin took him into his arms, hugged him even tighter, and said aggrievedly: "I really can't hide anything from you."

"That's my Xiao family's shop. Since I was young, I have secretly raised some dead soldiers. It was originally to protect the country, but now I have to protect myself first."

That's the case, He Yanzhi said empathetically: "Well, since that's the case, then I really shouldn't know."

Xiao Hongyin heard the meaning of the words, squeezed his hand and explained: "I didn't mean that, I just haven't figured out how to speak."

"Yanzhi is mine, how can I be willing to hide it from you."

Xiao Hongyin rubbed lightly on his neck, itching He Yanzhi unbearably.

"The words are nice, let's start, I'm tired."

He Yanzhi broke away from his arms, and got into the quilt as soon as his body softened: "Don't call me until noon tomorrow."

After the words were spoken, most of He Yanzhi's anger disappeared. It was just an inexplicable anger at first, but now it was extinguished with a few words, and he couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous.

He hid in the quilt, and the place where he was hugged gradually became hot.

The bosom was suddenly empty, Xiao Hongyin looked at the man who had shrunk into a ball, and reluctantly tucked the quilt up for him.

"it is good."

In the darkness, Xiao Hongyin's eyes shone faintly. He sat on the head of the bed, watched the undulation of the quilt gradually stabilize, and then quietly left the room and closed the door.

After he left, He Yanzhi, who was supposed to be asleep, raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

……

The next day, He Yanzhi woke up leisurely, got out of bed to tidy up, and saw that it was already past noon.

He opened the door and went out, and saw Xiao Hongyin standing in the courtyard processing wine barrels with everyone.

"Ah, Mr. He is awake, I will bring you some porridge." Mei Ping was coming out of the kitchen to pour out the ashes, when she ran into He Yanzhi head-on.

"There is Aunt Lao Ping."

He Yanzhi came to the yard and saw that everyone was pouring the wine from the barrel into the wine jar one by one. He was a little puzzled and asked, "What are you doing?"

Feeling that there were more people around him, Xiao Hongyin sealed the wine jar in his hand, got up and put his hand on He Yanzhi's forehead: "How does it feel, does it still hurt?"

He Yanzhi shook his head, and blamed: "Why didn't you call me, it made me sleep for so long."

Xiao Hongyin smiled and said: "There is nothing left and right, so it doesn't matter if you sleep a little longer."

He dragged He Yanzhi into the room, Mei Ping brought hot porridge, he was hungry after working for a long time, Xiao Hongyin asked everyone to rest for a while, and sat down to eat something.

Everyone nodded, and after carrying the wine jars into the firewood room, they went to the kitchen and took buns to eat.

He Yanzhi asked Xiao Hongyin again, and the latter replied: "Since He Yu deliberately used wine to hurt you, we will naturally find a way to return the gift."

"How are you doing?" He Yanzhi saw some white powder on the ground just now, and asked Xiao Hongyin whether he had poisoned it.

"Not bad." Xiao Hongyin admitted.

He Yanzhi raised his eyebrows: "Then how do you plan to return the gift?"

Xiao Hongyin slowly approached him, and smiled: "I'll tell you later."

"Master Xiao, did he forget what he said?" He Yanzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, leaning back to keep a distance from him.

Xiao Hongyin cried out his grievances: "Your Excellency, this is not a lie. Since I promised you, I will naturally say, Your Excellency must not mistakenly kill a good person."

Seeing his appearance as a good man, He Yanzhi snorted softly: "Slick tongue."

He Yanzhi didn't care about him, and drank the porridge slowly, but before chatting a few words, Zhao Ji's voice came from outside the door.

The two raised their heads and saw that Zhao Ji brought a group of people to the courtyard, not only that, but also large and small packages.

"The lower officials paid a sudden visit, I wonder if they bothered you two."

Zhao Ji came in carrying a small package, He Yanzhi looked at him, and Zhao Ji became thinner after not seeing him for a few days.

"Master Zhao, who is not bothering you, is also here, why don't you sit down and have something to eat?"

Zhao Ji waited for these words, and said with a smile: "Don't trouble your lord, I will just go to the side and just pad my stomach."

Mei Ping recognized Zhao Ji, the two looked at each other and nodded, then brought two buns for him.

Zhao Ji took the steamed stuffed bun calmly, and then began to eat it with big mouthfuls.

Everyone in the room was attracted by his appearance, He Yanzhi looked at his voracious appearance, couldn't help asking: "The Ministry of Punishment is so busy, Mr. Zhao hasn't had a good rest for a few days?"

Zhao Ji swallowed a bun in a blink of an eye, and replied after a while: "Master He is right. Your Majesty has not been in court for several months, and the case submitted by the Ministry of Criminal Justice has not yet been approved. Alas, the cases are piling up. It’s even more busy now.”

He finished these words in one breath, and then started to gobble them up again.

Mei Ping couldn't see it, so she took some more for him, and was about to hand them to Zhao Ji, when He Yanzhi and Xiao Hongyin stopped her with one voice.

He Yanzhi poured a glass of water for Zhao Ji, Zhao Ji thanked him, pointed to the outside and said: "These are the clothes and attendants for the two of you to set off. I will send a message to Mr. Zhao, please leave as soon as possible."

The author has something to say: quarreling at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed~~