Cold Sword Perched Peach Blossom

Lin Rufei started coughing again.

It was useless to drink any medicine this time, layers and layers of itching overflowed from his throat, causing his thin shoulders to tremble uncontrollably.

Lin Bianyu sat by the bed and looked at his frail young brother, and ordered the maid Yurui to go to the pharmacy to get some floral dew.

Flower dew is a medicine for coughing, but it will hurt the stomach. Unless it is particularly serious, it is generally not used on Lin Rufei.

I don't need it today, but it doesn't work.Lin Rufei's throat was full of fishy sweetness. He tried to suppress the smell of rust, but failed, so he could only press the silk scarf in his hand to his lips.Her shoulders trembled violently, Lin Rufei managed to catch her breath, and rolled up the silk scarf, trying to hide it.However, Lin Bianyu was so easy to fool. He stretched out his hand and snatched the silk scarf, and saw a dark red mark on the silk scarf.

Seeing this scene, Lin Bianyu pursed his lips heavily, his eyes darkened.

Lin Rufei wanted to say something, but Lin Bianyu made a silent gesture, indicating that he didn't need to speak.Lin Rufei knew that her second brother was unhappy. When he was unhappy, he always had this expression. He wanted to persuade him, but he coughed continuously. In the end, he could only give up with a wry smile.

Fu Hua stood beside the bed, although she didn't say a word, her expression was equally ugly.

Yu Rui came back quickly, holding the flower dew from the pharmacy in her hand.

Lin Rufei drank the flower dew, and the breath she held in her chest finally eased a lot, and the itchiness in her throat gradually dissipated.

"Go out and let him rest." Lin Bianyu got up.

Floating Flower Yurui answered in a low voice, bowed her head and stepped back.

Lin Bianyu helped Lin Rufei tuck the quilt, and also retreated.

Lin Rufei leaned against the bed with a sleepy expression. In a trance, he seemed to hear a loud noise, but it was not real, as if it was just his hallucination.

Lin Rufei raised her eyes to look at the window. In order to prevent the wind, the window has been closed by floating flowers, so she can't see the yard, let alone the spring scene.

He is like a fish trapped in a dry rut, he can only be trapped in this world.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Lin Rufei heard the sound of someone walking in the room. He raised his eyes halfway, and saw Fuhua come in with a water basin, and carefully wiped the sweat off his forehead for him. His brows were full of sorrow. , seeing him wake up, forced a smile, and softly called the young master.

Lin Rufei asked: "What time is it?" As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was extremely hoarse, presumably because he had coughed so hard just now that his throat was broken.

"It's time for you, young master, do you want to eat something?" Fu Hua asked warmly.

Lin Rufei shook his head, he said, "Open the window, the room is a bit stuffy."

"But it's going to be night soon, and the wind is a bit strong." Fuhua said, "Young master finally stopped coughing, if the wind blows, I'm afraid he will commit another crime."

Lin Rufei said wearily, "I don't want to eat."

After drinking the flower dew, although the cough stopped, he has no appetite now, and even when he thinks about food, he will feel nauseous.

Fuhua bit her lower lip, but she didn't say any more words of persuasion.

Although Lin Rufei slept for a long time, she was still very tired, so she let the floating flowers go down, saying that she wanted to rest alone.

Fu Hua nodded in response, and quietly retreated out, and the room fell silent again.

Lin Rufei leaned on the pillow, her eyes half closed.He didn't feel sleepy, but he didn't have the strength in his body, and he was reluctant to even raise his hand.

The sun was about to set, and the setting sun shone through the gaps in the windows and sprinkled finely on the ground.

Lin Rufei's eyes slowly closed, and he breathed weakly to rest his eyes. However, in a trance, he had a strange illusion that...someone seemed to be in the room.

Lin Rufei opened her eyes and saw a crimson glow in the setting sun.The window in his room was opened at some point, and the warm light enveloped most of the room.In the light, someone was sitting sideways at him in front of the table by the window, with red clothes, black hair, and two black swords on his waist, one long and one short.

Lin Rufei froze, and opened her mouth: "You—"

He wants to ask who you are.

However, the man in red spoke first, his voice was low and lazy, and he asked Lin Rufei, "Is there any wine?"

By coincidence, Lin Rufei actually answered the man's words and said, "What wine?"

"Any kind of wine is fine." The man propped his chin with his hand, "Peach blossom wine is the best."

From this angle, Lin Rufei could only see half of the man's profile, but it was enough.The man was born extremely beautiful, with narrow and long corners of his eyes, which should be a pair of extremely beautiful red phoenix eyes, long eyebrows slanting into the temples, and a nose that hangs like a gall, if you only look at the face, you really can't tell the difference between male and female.However, with the man's appearance and wearing a red dress, he doesn't look feminine at all. On the contrary, he has sharp edges and corners, and his temperament is elegant, which makes people dare not feel profane.

Lin Rufei wanted to cough again. He covered his mouth and said in a low voice, "Where did you come in...how...you came to my room?"

The man said: "Is there no wine? If there is no wine, I will leave."

Lin Rufei was dumbfounded, a little dumbfounded by the man's natural attitude, the most strange thing was that the man's words were not abrupt, but gave birth to a sense of guilt that if he couldn't satisfy him, he would be rude Come.

"Floating flowers." Lin Rufei said.

"Young master." Fu Hua responded outside the house.

"Is there any wine?" Lin Rufei asked again.

"Wine?" Fuhua asked inexplicably, "Do you want to drink, young master?"

Lin Rufei said: "Bring me a jug, preferably peach blossom wine."

Although Fu Hua was confused, she still listened to Lin Rufei's order and took a pot of unopened peach blossoms to brew.Lin Rufei's body is weak, so she is rarely contaminated with alcohol and other things, but drinking is elegant, Lin Rufei will occasionally drink a glass when her health is relatively good.

But now Lin Rufei is still sick, why would he suddenly want to drink, Fuhua is very strange.She took the wine and warmed it up with hot water. Then she gently knocked on the door and entered the room with the wine. She saw that Lin Rufei, who was still sick just now, had recovered a lot and was sitting on the bedside. Gazing out the wide open windows.

"Young master." Fu Hua said.

Lin Rufei turned her head and asked Fuhua to put the wine on the table, Fuhua did so, but Lin Rufei noticed something strange.Obviously the man in red was sitting at the table by the window, but Fu Hua ignored the man and walked over, put down the wine in his hand, and said in a low voice: "My lord is sick, you shouldn't drink alcohol."

"I know." Lin Rufei blinked, "I won't drink, you put the wine away and go out."

Fuhua felt that her young master was so strange, but before she could ask, Lin Rufei said, "Go and make some millet porridge, and prepare some side dishes, I'm a bit hungry."

As soon as Lin Rufei said that she was hungry, Fuhua put aside her doubts, hummed happily, and ran out quickly with her skirt in her hand. Originally, she thought that Lin Rufei would eat something tomorrow at the earliest. But now he suddenly regained his energy, which is naturally the best thing.

The man in red didn't even look at Fuhua, the wine was placed in his hand, and he raised his glass to pour the wine, and drank it in one gulp.

The wine is peach blossom wine newly brewed by Fuhua, which uses flowers from the peach forest at the foot of the mountain. The wine tastes sweet and mellow, with the unique bitterness and refreshingness of peach blossoms. It is very suitable for drinking alone in spring.

"Who are you?" Lin Rufei thought of something, covered his right eye, and said, "Are you that peach tree in my yard?"

The man was silent, just drinking.

Seeing this, Lin Rufei didn't ask any more questions, just quietly watching the man take one cup after another, until the jug bottomed out, he reluctantly put down the cup in his hand.

"Want another pot?" Seeing the reluctance in the man's eyes, Lin Rufei asked considerately.

"No need." The man smiled, "Just a little drunk."

He tilted his head slightly, and there was a slight smile in those long and narrow phoenix eyes, and he asked, "Have you counted the peach blossoms?"

These words have no beginning and no end, very abrupt.

But Lin Rufei miraculously understood what the man meant, and he said, "No." He sighed softly, "The peach blossoms in the yard don't want to bloom, only the pear blossoms are willing to let me count."

The night in early spring was cold and slow, and he couldn't fall asleep, so he sat by the window and looked at the yard.The clouds were very thick, and there were neither stars nor moon. There were a few flickering lanterns hanging in the yard, which were not bright enough, but enough for Lin Rufei to see the trees in the yard clearly.Spring is here, and the treetops are full of bustling flowers. Lin Rufei raised her neck and counted the flowers one by one.

On this pear tree, there are 870 nine stamens, Lin Rufei remembered it in her heart, as if she had written down a secret that only she knew.

He likes peach blossoms, but the peach trees at home refuse to bloom, so pear blossoms are just enough to comfort the long cool night.

The man laughed when he heard the words, his color was like spring flowers, and he was very moving. He said, "Do you want to count the peach blossoms?"

Lin Rufei said, "Think."

The man said: "Then let's go together." He stood up suddenly, his wide red sleeves swayed like a gorgeous flower, then turned around and stretched out his hand towards Lin Rufei who was lying on the bed, "Come with me .”

Lin Rufei was about to say something, but the man didn't give him a chance to refuse. As soon as he grabbed Lin Rufei's hand in front of him, his hand was icy cold, and it was worse than Lin Rufei who was ill. The colder Lin Rufei shivered slightly.

"Go," he said.

Lin Rufei's body soared into the air, and just flew out of the window, "Wait—wait a minute—"

Men don't care at all.

Lin Rufei's eyes widened, her light-colored pupils were filled with astonishment, her hair fluttered messily in the night wind, and her other free hand firmly grasped the lapel of the person in front of her, fearing that she would just fall out of the air like this. go down.

The man laughed loudly, and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Saying that, he let go.

Lin Rufei choked for breath. She thought she would just fall, but she found that she seemed to be stepping on something. When she lowered her head, it turned out to be a saber around the man's waist.

Lin Rufei was a little dazed.

What is sword repair?

It is Lin Minzhi's long sword that spans the nine fields, and the high crown that brushes the sky.

It is Lin Bianyu's house full of flowers and drunk three thousand guests, one sword in fourteen states of frost and cold.

Lin Rufei couldn't recognize a sword, couldn't lift a sword, and couldn't learn how to use a sword. He was born in the sword school, but he wasn't a swordsman. But at this moment, under his feet, he was stepping on a sword that he thought he would never be able to touch. flying sword.

There was a strong wind in the air, which made the corners of Lin Rufei's clothes rustle. Along with the man's laughter, he seemed to see thousands of flowers blooming in the depths of the night, but the flowers were not as lonely as in the courtyard. , It was so lively that it made people's nose sore.

Hold your sword in the sky, travel thousands of miles, don't go at the first watch, and return at the second watch.

Lin Rufei felt happy in her heart, couldn't help laughing out loud, and suddenly wanted to drink a cup of warm peach blossom wine.

The author has something to say: Gong: If you don't show up again, the baby at home will really be snatched away by the coquettish junkies outside...

Hahahaha yesterday I saw a lovely reader's wonderful comment "Lin Rufei, nicknamed Goujian, also known as Zhaotao, nicknamed Yinhou"

Remarks: Hold the sword in the sky, travel thousands of miles, don't go at the first watch, and turn it back at the second watch from Lu Yan's poem "Quatrains". , "A house full of flowers and drunk three thousand guests, a sword in fourteen states of frost and cold" comes from Guanxiu's "Sacrificing Money to Shangfu".