Lord of the Coffin Feeds the Dragon

Without Fenghe's care, there is only a dull and boring life left. During the recovery period, Su Yizhen was in a daze all day long, lying on the bed "holding his corpse" because it was inconvenient to walk, sometimes looking at the ceiling without blinking his eyes.After ten or so days, the injury gradually healed, and Su Yizhen began to walk on the ground when his bones could bear the strength, but he still didn't want to go out, and he always felt that going out was meaningless.

There is no reason, what are you doing when you go out?He began to understand Cang Yan's mood a little bit. A person who has lived for more than 90 years should have a fixed state of mind like an old monk. Time is probably like a bang bang bang in this person's mind.

Cang Yan came to see him, pushed the door half open for him, and said, "Bring the air in, and the injury will heal quickly."

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness." Su Yizhen replied without any emotion.

Cang Yan didn't mention Feng He, and said to him: "Go for a walk, you will feel better, don't think about unnecessary things."

"Well, good." Su Yizhen stood up mechanically, straightened his clothes and stepped out the door.

If you push one step, I will take one step, so obedient will not be annoying.Su Yizhen felt sore and bitter, and for the first time felt that he was worthless.

He didn't know where to go for a stroll, so he walked to the back kitchen.The back kitchen is very busy, chopping firewood, preparing ingredients, only one person noticed him.

"It's you?!" Tang Gao exclaimed in surprise, "Who did I say, it turns out that I replaced you!"

Su Yizhen: "Yeah, we meet again, little sugar cake."

TangGao: "Bah, bah! Who is Little TangGao, you have to call me Master Tang Gao, senior Tang Gao, I have more qualifications than you."

Su Yizhen complied and said, "Yes, yes, you are a senior. Hello, Mr. Nian Gao!"

"Why did you become a rice cake again?" Tang Gao said dissatisfiedly, "Don't get close to me, I don't want to have friendship with you. I have heard that the newcomer in the back kitchen is a troublesome ghost, and I still don't know who it is. It's no surprise to you!"

Su Yizhen: "Who did you hear that I was a troublesome ghost?"

Tang Gao suddenly covered her mouth: "Then how can I tell you, I'm a very tight-lipped person, hum!"

Su Yizhen showed a slight smile, propped the table and sat next to him: "Little TangGao, it's very kind to see you, you are the first person I saw after I came to Cangcheng Palace."

Tang Gao's face turned red, and she said proudly: "Hmph, that's true, I am the gatekeeper in charge of the first checkpoint in the entire Cangcheng Palace. Anyone who comes in has to pass my checkpoint first."

Su Yizhen: "Yes, yes, you are a crucial part. Now that you have been transferred to the back kitchen, let's do a good job. The back kitchen is an important department related to the master's diet plan. If you do it well, you can prosper."

"Yeah, what you said makes sense," TangGao said secretly, "Hey, tell me, what does the lord usually like to eat? I have to practice hard, and when I have the opportunity, I will show off my magic in front of the lord. So that the Lord will notice me."

Su Yizhen was amused by him, and answered secretly: "You are asking the right person. I heard that the Lord has recently become obsessed with a dish. You can make him a luxurious set meal according to what I said. I promise you It became an instant hit."

Tang Gao fluttered with bright round eyes: "Really?"

Su Yizhen Zheng nodded: "Really."

Su Yizhen went back to the Futu Pagoda when it was dark, and knocked on the door of Cang Yan's room.Cang Cheng saw that he was holding a large bouquet of flowers in his hand. The colors were red, pink and bright orange, and they were carefully and carefully inserted into the porcelain vase.

Cang Yan asked, "Are you feeling better?"

Su Yizhen: "It's much better."

Cang Yan: "What about dinner?"

Su Yizhen: "Dinner? Dinner will be delivered in a while."

Cang Yan: "This seat is asking if you have eaten."

Su Yizhen: "Oh, I ate it, and I ate it with acquaintances in the back kitchen. My lord, I'm a little tired after walking for a long time today. Call me again when you finish your dinner, and I'll collect it."

Cang Yan: "You rest, I will order the back chef to do it."

Su Yizhen was supposed to be polite to begin with, and was eager to be free, so he replied, "Thank you, Lord."

When he moved back to his room, Cang Yan heard the sound of the door being closed next door, and then Guan Heling came over with a food box.When the food was put on the table, Cang Yan took a closer look, and found that it was all animal viscera, even raw, and the plates were filled with bloody red water.

Throwing his chopsticks away, he asked Guan Heling, "Who prepared tonight's meal?"

Guan Heling's complexion could no longer be described in ugly terms. She knelt down on one knee, not daring to look up at Cang Yan: "My lord, it was sent by a young disciple of the back cook, who said that I made a meal that my lord loves to eat." What kind of set meal is it. The subordinates are sloppy, and they should check it outside first."

Cang Cheng looked at the name of the dish on the side of the plate, and there was something like "clean water to wash the jackal's heart", "steam to wash the dog's lungs", and there was even a "hot soup to pour the pig's brain".You don't need to guess who did it, what a "wolf-hearted and dog-lung" package.

What a Su Yizhen!

Cang Yan shouted through the wall: "Su Yizhen, come here!"

Su Yizhen pretended to be dead.

Guan Heling tried to ask: "My lord, do you want my subordinates to arrest him?"

The flowers in the porcelain vase exude a fragrance, Cang Yan took a look, and finally sighed: "No need, tell him to rest."

"Yes, my lord, this subordinate will ask the back chef to make another meal." Guan Heling stood up and was about to retreat, when Cang Yan called to stop her.

"Ask the kitchen to stew a black-bone chicken soup, add some healing herbs, and send it to Su Yizhen."

Guan Heling retreated in response, but all kinds of thoughts were rushing out of her mind, what's wrong with her master?

In the blink of an eye, another half month passed, and Su Yizhen gradually stopped thinking about Feng He's unfeeling, and he could not be seen from the left and right, and his mood gradually improved with the passage of time.Cang Yan also noticed his change. Ever since he came back with the first bouquet of flowers that day, Su Yizhen seemed to have a sudden change of sex. He sent a bouquet of flowers to his room every day, removed the old ones and replaced them with new ones. of.

That day Cang Cheng saw him changing new flowers into the porcelain vase again, and finally couldn't help asking: "The flowers are all the same, but you change new ones every day, what do you want to do?"

Su Yizhen looked at him as if he was looking at an alien, and smiled: "My lord, what's the value of fresh flowers if they're not fresh?"

Cang Yan: "I'm not a woman, so I don't need flowers."

If you don't need it, you don't need it, and it's not for you to see anyway.Su Yizhen held the words in his heart, and kept busy with his hands, inserting the flowers one by one into the porcelain vase, and then adjusted the position for a long time, looking sideways, vertically, frontally and obliquely, it must be Find the best angle, so that people who appreciate the flowers can see the most beautiful scenery no matter where they are.

"You're done!" Su Yizhen clapped his hands in satisfaction.

Cang Yan: "It's unnecessary."

Su Yizhen: "How can the lord say that, life is beautiful because of the flowers, this is called emotional appeal." Che, talking about emotional appeal with such a primitive person is unnecessary.

"Then what is this?" Cang Yan moved his fingers slightly, and a post-it note hidden in the bouquet flew into his hand.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Su Yizhen went up and snatched the note, crumpled it up and threw it out the window: "What, no, I accidentally caught it."

In fact, it was specially prepared, and there is a mood sign every day, hoping that the people who appreciate the flowers will be a little happier when they see it.Even if that person doesn't need it, it's his own business to do it or not.

Cang Yan didn't say anything, just said calmly: "Don't pinch the flowers again, the garden is going to be bald."

"...Oh," Su Yizhen scratched his head, "I'm sorry."

The next day, there were no more fresh flowers in the porcelain vase, but a box of pastries appeared on Cang Cheng's table.He broke open a piece, looked at it and smelled it, but there was nothing tricky inside, just stuffed with a lot of brewed flower petals.

It's flower cake.

"This Su Yizhen." Cang Yan unconsciously revealed a soft light, took a sip, and it was not bad.

A few days later, the flower cake was gone, and flowers appeared in the porcelain vase again.And not just this bottle, there is a bottle on the dining table, there is a bottle on the desk, and there is another bottle by the bedside.Cang Cheng came closer to inspect and found that these were not fresh flowers, but dried flowers.Dots of small flowers are dotted on large bunches of slender green branches. One bottle is light cyan, the other is pink, and the other is water blue.

This Su Yizhen has some delicate thoughts.These dried flowers can be kept for a long time, and the garden of Cangzhen Palace will not be bald at last, Cangzhen is quite relieved.

After the injury was completely healed, Su Yizhen started the punishment mode.He does nothing every day and runs down the Xuancan Waterfall with all his heart. He doesn't kneel down, but just stands upright and gets hit by the water. For a while, the kitchen staff thought that a fool had turned into a lunatic.

In the first two or three days, I still had a fever as usual, but then I got used to it slowly, and after a day of showering, I got over a few sneezes.On the seventh day, the red shadow still did not appear, and Feng He's heartlessness was confirmed.

Su Yizhen sat down cross-legged at the bottom of Xuanshen Waterfall, watching the water flow around the boulders and pushed into the distance, his heart gradually calmed down, and he began to regain his ability to think.

Fenghe is a man, just looking at his hormones doesn't make sense, why do he have such a deep obsession with him?Su Yizhen prides himself on being a straight steel man, so why did he fall into Feng He's hands?It doesn't make sense.

Could it be because Su Yizhen himself is gay? !Or... because without that thing, the hormones are out of balance? !

Depend on!That's pretty much it!

He raised his head and looked towards the waterfall. The water drops were pouring down so fiercely that he couldn't help but close his eyes.But the drops of water never stopped because of closing the eyes, and the instinctive fear was never reduced by half because of closing the eyes. The tremor of the skin still existed, and the tremor was still there when every drop of water fell.

He opened his eyes again, and the icy water smashed down the boulders and went away along the pool. All the strength and chaos were subsided by the waves.Rigidity and softness are mixed together, regardless of each other. Rigidity can be transformed into softness, and softness can also be destroyed.The new and the old also merge in the ups and downs, the new is the old, the old can become the new, the weak can become strong, and the strong can be reduced to weak.

This is the power of water.

Fenghe is that water, he has the softness of water and the rigidity of water.When he meets a cliff, it turns into a waterfall, which can pierce the back when it is poured down, and the coldness can definitely make people heart-piercing; When someone holds it in the palm of his hand, he caresses, warms, and repays people with refreshing moisture; when he is majestic, his power is unstoppable, invincible, gathering rivers and seas, and even cities are out of sight.

Water is intangible and accomplishes everything.

There is a force slowly rising in the dantian, which seems to be qi and flow, and it begins to swim and fill along his eight extraordinary meridians. He gradually feels warmth, and this warmth begins to gather in his chest, condensing into a A point, a strong point with the soft power of moistening water.He can see this point by closing his eyes, all the glowing and hot things in his body are congealing towards this point, the redness of blood, the pinkness of flesh, the whiteness of skin, followed by the brightness of the sun and moon, the greenness of grass, and the color of land. Brown, as well as the blackness of night and the blueness of sky, suddenly gather in this point, and finally turn into the colorless water, the myriad colors of water.

The avenue is like water, from complex to simple.

The author has something to say:

【Short and soft】

Master Su: Fenghe, you are water.

Feng He: Who do you say I am?

Master Su: I said you are water!

Fenghe: Don't you know who I am?

Master Su: ...you go, I don't like you anymore.