The sick beauty has caught the bamboo horse

"So you brought her back?" Chu Heng's tone was rarely harsh, but it was more doubtful.

Qi Bai said honestly: "After I repelled that group of people, Hua Niang has been yelling that I saw her body. If I don't marry her, she will hit the post to thank her for her innocence."

Feng Hanbing, who is so eloquent, couldn't change Huaniang's stubborn thoughts even after coaxing and persuading him all day and night.According to Qi Bai's method, don't worry about Hua Niang, if she wants to hit the pillar, let her hit it, but now is a critical period.

Everyone in the village watched Huaniang dying or living. The woman's weeping appearance aroused the sympathy of many women. The township head was standing beside him. It was impossible for Qi Bai to disregard the wishes of the township head and the villagers—— He came to reassure the people, not to provoke trouble.

Feng Hanbing once tentatively asked Qi Bai: "Do you have any family members, if you marry Huaniang, you will be done."

Qi Bai answered seriously: "First, I didn't treat her lightly. Her clothes were well worn at the time, at most they were a little torn. Second, I already have someone I like, and I won't marry anyone else."

All four of them were helpless.

"I see that this goddess' demeanor is quite extreme, I'm afraid..." Feng Hanbing glanced at Huaniang, pointed to his own brain, maybe he was a little crazy.

Qi Bai was helpless: "Forget it, take it back first and then make plans."

After hearing all the story, Chu Heng frowned slightly: "Where's the person?"

Qi Bai: "On the way, I met Uncle Fang's apprentice. He said that Hua Niang must have been stimulated so that he couldn't communicate well. Why not ask him to take her back to see if Uncle Fang has a cure."

A trace of uneasiness flashed across Chu Heng's heart, but only for a moment.

The man pondered for a moment: "Then put the person in Fang Bo's place first, and make a careful diagnosis. If there is an illness, he will be treated, and if he is not ill, he will be thrown to the Ministry of Punishment."

Qi Bai nodded in response, turned his head and went out.

Chu Heng glanced at the sun, knowing that there was still some time before Zhou Qingyan woke up from his afternoon nap, so he simply continued to read the brochures handed over by the people below.Among them, a fan ghost sent it from Huainan. The note said that the army had won a complete victory, and the policy of taxation and corvee had been conveyed according to the landlord's instructions, but the candidate for the governor of Huainan had not yet been decided.

The original Huainan prefect was from the Queen Mother's line, and Wei Chengyun's army did not receive much supplies when they entered Huainan, which indirectly led to the subsequent defeat.Even if Chu Heng didn't go to the battlefield in person, he could basically guess the number of soldiers and horses in Wei Chengyun's hands.

Wei Chengyun doesn't need to worry about it for the time being, as for the candidate for Huainan prefect.

The pen in Chu Heng's hand was in suspense for a long time.He has always believed in taking "talents" locally, and it is impossible for such a large city not to find a talented person. If the original prefect is truly considerate of the people and willing to submit to him, then let him continue to do it.

If it is difficult for the former prefect to take up the big job, then a good official will be re-elected from the city.

Chu Heng simply swiped his pen: as usual.

As the Chu army continued to expand, more and more memorials were reported every day. The most talked about in the past few days was the matter of grain collection and taxation in the drought.

Another important thing is to hope that Chu Heng can proclaim himself emperor as soon as possible, so that the rebel army can have an upright name.

There is even a small group of people who hope that Chu Heng will not be "obsessed with masculinity" and have children as soon as possible.

This kind of memorials came from the local official newspapers in Jingbei and Jingxi, and Chu Heng always replied "What's the matter with Guan Qing" and left them aside.

After dealing with all this, Chu Heng reckoned that it was about time to go to A Yan.

Before Zhou Qingyan was injured, Chu Heng listened to him and hated him for the slightest grievance. In the past few months, new injuries have piled up with old ones, and repeated lingering illnesses have made Chu Heng feel guilty and distressed.

Afterwards, every time Zhou Qingyan woke up acting like a baby, she would eat snacks made by Chu Heng himself, and asking Ziyuan's brother to hug her was clearly a joke, and Chu Heng practiced it seriously every day.

He was dealing with the memorial when Zhou Qingyan took a nap, and Zhou Qingyan could see him beside him when he woke up.

It's just that before Chu Heng walked out of the room today, a little maid walked in: "Mr. Master, Mr. Zhou asked me to invite you over."

Chu Heng always treats his subordinates with a cold tone, but when he heard Zhou Qingyan's name, his eyes subconsciously filled with deep affection: "I'm about to go there, is he already awake?"

The little maid obediently replied: "Mr. Zhou is up, Master Bai is coming to remove the stitches for you today. You are specially ordered by me to come and invite you over."

Chu Heng's tone of voice changed immediately: "Remove the stitches, why didn't you say it earlier?"

The little maid was silent, but fortunately, Chu Heng didn't intend to talk nonsense with her, so he strode to the bedroom.

Ah Qiang and A Lian were all there at the door, and when they saw him coming, they all had surprised expressions on their faces: "Mr. Chu, you..."

Chu Heng's expression turned cold, ignoring the sudden push of the door by the crowd. Zhou Qingyan leaned halfway on the bed with his head tilted slightly, and Liu Que sat on the edge of the bed and held his hand.

Chu Heng almost bit off his tongue, he told so many people but he didn't tell himself!

Zhou Qingyan was not surprised when he saw him coming, and raised his hand towards him: "You came in such a hurry, I see a layer of sweat on your head."

Chu Heng was angry in his heart, but he couldn't bear him to keep raising his hand—his injuries were not fully healed.

The man could only interlock his fingers in three steps and two steps, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, the violence in his eyes still burst out uncontrollably.

Zhou Qingyan smiled slightly: "So angry?"

"Ziyuan~ Don't be angry." Zhou Qingyan rubbed his face against the back of Chu Heng's hand. The white tender skin touched the rough back of the hand, causing a strange tingling sensation, and Chu Heng's fingers moved slightly.

Chu Heng really lost his temper by this person, he couldn't get angry even if he said "Brother Ziyuan" about tomorrow's big matter.

The coldness in the man's eyes subsided slightly, he turned his head and nodded towards Liu Qun: "Brother Lao Lao, take care of this guy for me."

Zhou "this guy" blinked innocently, but Chu Heng gave him a hard look.

Liu Que sighed with a smile: "Master Bai and I have discussed it. The wound left by A Yan's heart has almost healed, and the stitches can be removed. It's just that the stitches will need to be raised for a while. Use your inner strength."

Chu Heng nodded: "I will not put him in danger again."

When the man said this, he tightly held Zhou Qingyan's person, and he could feel the latter holding his hand back, and a little bit of strength came from the slightly cold palm, which made Chu Heng hold the person in his hand even harder. .

There was a creaking sound from the door, and Alian's voice came from the door: "Master Bai, do you need to prepare anything?"

"I don't need anything." Master Bai's voice was as cold as ever, "It's not like cutting my heart again."

Zhou Qingyan snorted, as if he wasn't the one who had his heart cut open, but Chu Heng's face was gloomy.

Master Bai came in and put down the box: "Young Master Zhou, lie down."

Zhou Qingyan returned from playing to playing, and after experiencing the ups and downs of the previous few months, he still regretted his life, so he lay down obediently.

For the sake of convenience, he was wearing Chu Heng's pajamas - it was a bit too big, especially the shoulders were even wider, and he could easily pull it off without unbuttoning it, revealing the white gauze on his chest.

Two months ago, the gauze was not as white as ever, and blood oozes from both ends in three days. The bright red blood soaked through the gauze layer by layer and couldn't stop. Fang Bo and Master Bai had to take apart the gauze and re-sew the wound.

The gauze was condensed with sweat on the flesh, and every time it was forcibly torn off, there was a sharp pain. At that time, Zhou Qingyan lost a lot of blood and half fainted. The moment the gauze was torn off, he still screamed uncontrollably. If Chu Heng hadn't kept putting his hand on his mouth Zhou Qingyan was able to bite off his own tongue several times.

So when he saw the gauze, Zhou Qingyan subconsciously shook his body.

Chu Heng put his arms around his shoulders, with a nervous expression involuntarily: "Does it hurt to remove the stitches?"

Hearing the words, Master Bai glanced at him more, thought for a while and said, "There will be some. But Mr. Zhou can hold back his heart and suture, so the pain is nothing."

Zhou Qingyan smiled freely and leaned into Chu Heng's arms: "You really flatter me."

Master Bai signaled Chu Heng to pull down the pajamas, and he had to remove the wrapped gauze layer by layer: "I never tell lies. There are very few people who can survive the pain of heart-breaking, let alone after The wounds were torn."

The gauze was removed, revealing a ferocious centipede-like wound. The light red tender flesh and the maroon scab were connected together, which looked frightening.There is a thin thread hidden in the flesh, which connects the torn flesh on both sides.

Now that the skin and flesh are able to glue together on their own, the thread has to be taken out.

Master Bai's scissors picked up one end of the thread.

Zhou Qingyan tightened his grip on Chu Heng's hand, without any expression on his face.

Master Bai didn't intend to torture Zhou Qingyan too much, but he really couldn't use too much force when picking the thread - so as not to break the flesh again, so no matter how slow he was, he had to pull it out little by little.

Zhou Qingyan took a heavy breath halfway through the pumping, put his head in the socket of Chu Heng's shoulder, and said intermittently: "You, can you hurry up?"

Master Bai concentrated on drawing the thread and did not answer him.

In his opinion, Zhou Qingyan, who was able to survive the first few months, shouldn't be afraid of the pain of thread drawing, but Chu Heng subconsciously became much weaker in Zhou Qingyan.

After a while, Master Bai breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I will take care of it carefully from now on. I don't need to prescribe the prescriptions for nourishing the body. I saw that there are many good prescriptions from Uncle Fang." out the door.

Zhou Qingyan, who was breathing in slightly, and Chu Heng, who was filled with distressed eyes, were left behind.

"Does it hurt?" Chu Heng brushed away the broken hair on Zhou Qingyan's forehead, revealing the pale and weak handsome face of a young man.

Zhou Qingyan leaned weakly in Chu Heng's arms, muttering to himself, "It hurts so much."

Master Bai was right, he could indeed survive the pain of thread pulling.But these pains were all real on Zhou Qingyan's body. Every time he was injured, poisoned, or even spilled wine and applied medicine, it stimulated Zhou Qingyan's nerves.

He's not a saint, and he hurts too.

It's just that he didn't have the right to shout out pain and show weakness when Chu Heng was not around.

To him, Chu Heng was his confidant, his true love, his destination, his biggest delusion since he was a child, and someone he couldn't get enough of in his entire life.

Zhou Qingyan's eyes diverged a little, and he lay in Chu Heng's arms while the man redressed him and covered him with a quilt.

Chu Heng also lay down afterwards, putting his arms around Zhou Qingyan's waist from behind: "Go to sleep, have a good night's rest."

Just as Zhou Qingyan was about to close his eyes, he shouted at the door: "Lord, are you there?"

The inexplicable grievance in Zhou Qingyan's heart was blown up by this shout, and he was extremely helpless.

Chu Heng twitched fiercely and raised the quilt, not forgetting to tuck Zhou Qingyan in the quilt, and went to open the door: "What's the matter?"

Yan Huahui was at the door, and from the corner of his eye, he could see Zhou Qingyan sitting on the edge of the bed in his pajamas, his face was pale and tired, and his waist was still a little stiff when he looked carefully.

Yan Huahui: "..." Is it too late for him to go back now?But this matter is really important.

Seeing him in a dilemma, Zhou Qingyan said slowly, "Master Yan, Ye Shen Luzhong has something to say."

Yan Huahui's face looked as if he would be chopped into pieces by Zhou Qingyan holding the silver moon the second he entered the room.

"I don't dare. I came late at night because I wanted to Bingming. The leader of the rebel army on Tongchuanfu Road said that we can consider forming an alliance, but I want you to go to Tongchuan to discuss it in person."

Zhou Qingyan couldn't help frowning: "What does he mean?"

The author says:

Correct the typo.