Rong Xuan

By the fall of this year, the twins in the Jinglinghou Mansion were only six years old.

However, in the six years since their birth, these two children were actually fostered in General Zhongwu’s mansion most of the time, and were fostered in front of his eldest aunt Sima Ying. As the nominal "father", Sima Xuan In fact, I haven't personally raised the two little guys.

Even Sima Xuan never knew that Xiao Huan'er was born left-handed before, because he was forcibly corrected by the nurse around him for many years, so now he somewhat dislikes eating with chopsticks.

That night, after sending the two children back to their own yard to rest, Sima Xuan lay alone on the spacious Qiangongbabu bed with his eyes closed and meditated.

I don't know how long it took before she spoke with some hesitation amidst the intermittent chirping of insects outside the window, and asked Cao Hui softly, "How about holding the pen? I remember that Huan'er held the pen with his right hand. Could it be that he was also taught to hold the pen? The consequences of Mr.'s forcible correction?"

"That's not true. Huan'er is more willing to work hard than ordinary children of the same age. He can write with both hands." On the couch under the south window five or six steps away from Qiangong Babu's bed, Cao Hui Huddled in the corner with the blanket in his arms, the light from the only lamp at the head of the bed could hardly shine on her.

After thinking about it, she added: "His handwriting has improved a lot now, and it may be comparable to what you still have."

His own words were always teased, and the tired Sima Xuan faintly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, and there seemed to be a faint softness on his originally expressionless face.

"I heard from Anhe Juli's servants that you have been in Anheju's small kitchen almost all day today," Sima Xuan, who was lying with his head facing north, folded his arms in front of him, and looked sideways. He stood up and looked quietly at the couch under the south window with lowered eyelids, "But - we have a contract, don't forget to tell me how you are going."

"You man, you were the one who kept me from knowing what you were doing, why did you suddenly blame me now, you don't want to be a rascal like this..." On the couch, the thin blanket that was arched into a small drum was rustling. Rusting, it was Cao Hui who was turning left and right to find a comfortable sleeping position.

How is the current progress of Yuanzhi's case? Shouldn't the man in the palace send you the latest news from time to time? I shouldn't be talking to you anymore.

"..." Jing Linghou, who was rich in mental activities, blinked his sour and stiff eyes hard, and wanted to smile silently with his mouth pursed, but the unlucky tiger tooth on the right scratched the tender flesh in his mouth.

Hiss... Damn it, it hurts so much!

It's been a long time since I heard Sima Xuan's next words. Miss Cao Yuanrong raised her head and looked over here curiously—the guy on the bed, lying there motionless with his eyes closed, breathing long and evenly, Xu fell asleep at some unknown time .

For some reason, Cao Hui suddenly remembered the first life-and-death protection that this guy carved in his life.

In the past few decades, the autumn harvest battle between the Chao State and the Xiongnu has never been suspended for any year because of whether the grain harvest of Chaomin in the north was in short supply——

In the seventh year of Jingchu, the harvest of cultivated land in the northern border was particularly good. After Cao Hui spent a very short and cool summer in the city of Duiyueguan in the northern border, Sima Xuan sent troops early because he was afraid that the Xiongnu would get news of a good grain harvest. He decided to send her back to Chang'an as soon as autumn came.

Cao Hui originally thought that Sima Xuan had arranged for her to return to Beijing with the Xuan Fu envoy sent by the imperial court, but she didn't know until the day of departure that Sima Xuan had brought [-] cavalry with her in addition to the Xuan Fu envoy's carriage frame. .

She asked her if she was worried about her, but the person who didn't say anything said that she just wanted to lead someone to inspect the city gate guards of various ministries in the north before the Battle of the Autumn Harvest, and they happened to be on the same road as her.

She believed it easily.

Hu Tian was snowing in August. The heavy snow in the northern border that year just passed through Tongziguan, the last city pass in the northern border. come down—

Looking back at the vast and vast northern sixteen passes from outside the Tongzi Pass, before the Xuanfu envoy who saw the Cangshan Mountain covered with snow for the first time in autumn will express his admiration for the northern border, the woods in the northwest are full of darkness. A large group of horse bandits who took over the mountain as king sprang out.

In just two sips of tea, the fearless horse bandits killed the guards escorting Xuan Fushi to pieces.

The envoy Xuanfu had already been held around the neck with a knife, and the small dagger in Cao Hui's hand for self-defense had already been blown away. Even Yun Yi, the dowry maid who grew up with her, died protecting her. Under the bandit knife.

Among the Xuan Fu envoys who could not go to the village or back to the store, those who had the ability to resist had already breathed their last breath. Cao Hui didn't know why the woman fell into the hands of the horse bandits, but her arrogance would never let herself be that way died in humiliation.

However, she failed to find any chance to kill herself—the horse bandit slapped her immediately, and the leader of the horse bandit threw her into the wide and soft carriage of Xuanfu envoy. Amid the clamor of many subordinates, The leader of the bandit directly took off his coat, wearing only a pair of trousers with a tall bulge on his top, and got into the carriage with his bare chest——

That kind of despair, without any sound, makes life worse than death.

In the carriage, when the bandit leader pinned her down tightly, when her clothes were torn apart, when her mouth was stuffed with sackcloth and she had no choice but to kill herself by biting her tongue...

Fortunately, Sima Xuan, who hadn't gone far after sending her out of Tongzi Pass, suddenly came back.

Eight hundred cavalry rushed out of Tongziguan with a tsunami, and set foot on the territory of Chaoguo outside the northern border without any order.

If the word "fierce" is used to evaluate the extremely ferocious horse bandits who occupy the mountain as the king, then there is only one word "fierce" in the world that can be used to describe the northern cavalry under Sima Xuan's command.

——The horse bandit Hu Yunshan, known as the Three Thousand Brothers, who the Liucheng Army failed to wipe out several times, was picked up by the [-] cavalry soldiers of the Northern Border Army just like that.

Cao Hui did not return to Chang'an until late autumn. A letter from his family was sent back along with the three thousand miles of military reports, and he stepped into Duqihou's Mansion almost at the same time as Cao Hui. Yu Shitai accused the cavalry of the Northern Frontier Army of turning inward without authorization before the Battle of the Autumn Harvest, stepping out of the northern border territory and making a big move.

Above the court, the Xuan Fu envoy who had received Sima Xuan's life-saving envoy did not dare to plead for mercy with the major general of the Northern Army. Unremittingly, in conjunction with the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Household Affairs, and some important ministers and scholars of the cabinet, they jointly requested to be held accountable for Sima Yuanchu, the Marquis of Jingling, who led troops to step out of the tube pass without authorization.

Therefore, the Tian family issued an order to the northern border, ordering Jingling Hou Nianguan to return to Beijing to report on his duties——

After the debriefing, he was held accountable for leading his troops to leave the northern border without authorization, the Marquis of Jingling in the Shangzhu Kingdom was fined and confiscated one year's salary, and Sima Xuan himself went to the Ministry of War to receive [-] boards.

When he was carried back to Jinglinghou's mansion by Liu Sheng crying, Sima Xuan was already on the verge of half-consciousness. This guy's back was bloody from the beating. After seeing her, the guy grabbed her Before he completely fainted, he spit out four bloody words in his throat.

"do not leave."

So, she gave medicine to the guy whose back was beaten so badly that there was not a piece of flesh left, and stayed in front of her for three days and two nights without saying a word.

Then, she knew the deadly secret of this man.

But when the man woke up, he lay lazily on the bed, and said to her with a bright smile:

"I am willing to protect you with my life, and you have accepted my love, Yuanrong, you are my partner without a doubt."

……

Withdrawing from endless memories, Cao Hui looked at the gentle figure in front of him, unaware that he had quietly put his fate back on track.

All she knew was that the past that had been raging with grief had been frozen like the wax tears from the red candle on the high platform, and when it was completely burnt out, the sky would be bright.

"Cough... cough cough cough... cough cough cough cough..."

The person who was sleeping soundly on the bed suddenly let out a series of dull coughing sounds. Cao Hui poked his head over and saw Sima Xuan coughing so hard that his back was arched—whether it was because of the decoction he had taken before going to bed. Because of sleep, even though Sima Xuan coughed so badly, he still didn't wake up from his sleep.

Hearing that this guy was coughing so badly that he was almost out of breath, Cao Hui was startled suddenly, jumped off the couch and rushed over. While calling Sima Xuan's name, she reached out to pat the guy who buried her face in the quilt. people here.

However, just as Cao Hui's hand touched Sima Xuan's shoulder, the person who had been in a dream suddenly woke up, subconsciously propped himself up and moved to the side of the bed, and directly met Cao Hui's eyes—that fierce The sound of coughing also stopped abruptly, and if it wasn't for Sima Xuan's face turning slightly red from coughing, Cao Hui would suspect that everything just now was just an auditory hallucination.

"You, what's wrong with you?" Cao Hui hesitated for a moment when he withdrew his hand, "Suddenly coughed so hard."

Under the faint yellow candlelight, Sima Xuan's face was pale with a strange kind, and thin cold sweat slowly seeped out from his black temple hair. His eyes, which were always deep and dark, were like the water surface of a lotus pond after a heavy rain. , clearly reflecting the reflection of Cao Hui.

Her hands were back, her palms were firmly supported on the bed, her chest that was not completely flat was rising and falling slightly but at a high frequency, her lips were slightly opened, and the tip of a canine tooth was exposed in her mouth.

"..." After looking at Cao Hui for a while, Sima Xuan's heart that had been caught off guard and hanging in his throat finally fell back to its original place silently.

She tried hard to clear her itchy and sore throat, but her voice was still hoarse: "I'm fine, you can go back to sleep."

The cool night was quiet and the evening was especially noisy. The crickets and other summer insects were silent in the middle of the night. The room was so quiet at this moment that Cao Hui could hear Sima Xuan's still heavy and short breathing without having to listen.

Cao Hui, who was stepping on the wooden pedal with bare feet, found that something was wrong with Sima Xuan's current state, but she couldn't tell what was wrong, so she sat cross-legged on the bed and kicked Sima Xuan's calf He motioned her to move inside, and asked seemingly casually, "Are you having a nightmare? Do you want a drink?"

As she spoke, she reached out and touched the white-glazed kettle on the small two-foot-square table at the end of the bed beside the footrest, and said, "It's here, and it's still warm."

However, Sima Xuan, who was forced to drink half a bowl of decoction before going to bed, was not thirsty now, she just expressed a little surprise that Cao Hui took the initiative to sit at the end of the bed.

Cao Hui withdrew his hand and sat at the end of the bed with his arms folded, looking at Sima Xuan with his head tilted.

I saw this man flashing his dark and thick eyelashes, and blinked several times in a row in disbelief. Then, this man swallowed a mouthful of saliva with some difficulty, casually pulled up the sleeves of his moon-white jacket, He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and temples.

It seemed a little nervous: "Go to sleep, I'm really fine."

"..." Cao Hui lowered his picturesque and exquisite eyelids, half-closed his pupils, and a touch of helpless sadness was hidden in the corners of his slender eyes.

She and Sima Xuan are like two hedgehogs thrown into the ice and snow - if the two of them stay alone without disturbing each other, they will inevitably end up being frozen to death; Keeping warm, they will stab each other with injuries all over their bodies, and the end is still death.

This kind of dilemma also has only two outcomes—unable to live in peace, and unfavorable death.

But now is not a good time to speak, Cao Hui put down his hand and patted his knee lightly, and said softly, "Didn't you say that your illness was cured when you took the medicine at night?"

"Well," Sima Xuanlue nodded suspiciously, "What's the matter?"

Cao Hui slightly raised his eyebrows, pulled out a blanket from the bed cabinet behind him, crawled over and lay on the outside near the edge of the bed, and turned his back to Sima Xuan who was already stunned inside.

"Since your illness has recovered, Junhou, I'll lie back and sleep. It's too inconvenient to sleep on a couch. Hey, it's better to lie on the bed, not to mention Qiangong's Babu bed..." Madam Jinglinghou Cao Yuanrong lay down and explained lazily.

As Cao Hui lay motionless on the outside to sleep, Sima Xuan, who had often had tinnitus since the poisoning, suddenly heard his own heartbeat from his left ear very clearly.

Boom, boom, boom——Sima Xuan subconsciously raised his hand to cover his right ear, and there was a cautious joy in the depths of his heart—were these sounds really heard by his left ear?Or is it caused by tinnitus in the right ear?Or maybe it's because I've been too tired recently that I have auditory hallucinations?

Sima Xuan hugged the slightly thicker brocade blanket and sat on the bed with a dull expression for a long time.

The room was quiet. It is estimated that people could hear the embroidery needles falling on the carpet. Cao Hui lay on the side of the big bed nervously, even if her chin was itchy from being rubbed by the brocade blanket covering her body Don't dare to scratch, for fear of startling the bewildered guy behind him.

After an unknown period of time, just when Cao Hui was about to be unable to support herself to move her numb feet due to the wrong lying posture, she finally heard some small rustling noises behind her.

——Based on what I knew about Sima Xuan in the past two years and after I got married, although this guy is a light sleeper and sensitive, he basically sleeps with his pillow on his back. Sure enough, when Cao Hui couldn't help turning over and lying down As expected, the breathing of the guy inside has become steady and long.

"Don't have nightmares anymore, and don't be afraid alone anymore." Cao Hui turned his head to the side and said quietly in his heart, "I'm here with you, Yuanchu."

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