Birds on the edge of the abyss 31
Shen Luli lifted his stiff legs and stepped forward, looking at his lifeless eyes reflected on the cold ice. Only then did he realize that the pale and haggard person in front of him was himself. He took a breath, stuffed another pill into his mouth, and said lightly:
"I really should wash myself properly, so as not to offend the tribesmen."
Uncle Fu responded and waved to Lan Huan, who had been standing in the shadows for a long time, to come and help him. As expected, Shen Luli walked out of the mourning hall calmly. Just after leaving the mourning hall for a while, he fainted.
Lan Huan picked him up and ran to the backyard anxiously, followed closely by Uncle Fu.
After a round of acupuncture and a bath with herbs, the man gradually regained his original complexion. With the help of several servants, Shen Luli was wiped clean, changed into new underwear, and tucked back into the quilt. Lan Huan finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and sat down with his hands on his hips.
He picked up the water cup and took a gulp of water. The temperature in the room was extremely high. There were five or six charcoal stoves, and several servants were adding charcoal. They were also sweating. Lan Huan rolled up his sleeves to reveal his two white arms, while the person lying on the bed had no sweat on his face. It was obvious that the temperature was suitable for him.
Just as he was about to go forward to check on Shen Luli, he was startled by Bu Nan who suddenly appeared behind him.
"Ah, you scared me! How did you appear out of nowhere like a ghost?" Lan Huan was terrified. He took a step back and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Bu Nan grabbed him and prevented him from getting hurt.
Bu Nan Youyoudao
"Just jumped down." He pointed to the beam. Lan Huan looked up following his finger and was stunned for a moment before saying
"Aren't you too hot?"
Too hot
"Then why didn't you come down just now?"
“Now coming down”
Lan Huan: ...
He reluctantly shook off Bu Nan's big hand, looking at the man with a scarred face, spitting out harsh words with an expressionless face, looking extremely eager to be beaten. He sighed slightly, turned around and covered the corner of the quilt for Shen Luli, and took out his slender white wrist to feel the pulse again.
Bu Nan and the servants in the room exchanged a glance. These people were all from the palace and knew Bu Nan well. They nodded and quickly retreated. Bu Nan's brows softened when he saw this. Then he strode to Lan Huan and said,
"You bathed Master Shen? How far did you go? What did you do?"
"Hello? Is this what His Highness asked you to ask?" Lan Huan was so annoyed by him that he couldn't help but pick up the snacks on the table to block his mouth and frowned.
Bu Nan took the snack out of his mouth and was silent for a few seconds before he said stiffly, "I asked..."
"No comment then." Lan Huan took out a pen and paper, dipped some ink in it and wrote down a new prescription. He rolled his eyes upon hearing this and was speechless.
Bu Nan: ...
"What? Why are you so aggrieved?"
Lan Huan finished writing the prescription and studied it for a long time. After revising it, he turned around and wanted to hand it to the servant on duty outside the door and send him to boil the medicine. When he turned around, he found Bu Nan standing blankly in the open space behind him, staring at him with resentment on his cold and hard face. There was an inexplicable sense of desolation.
Lan Huan rubbed his arms, somewhat incredulous.
Bu Nan opened his mouth but didn't say anything. He just turned around and left quickly. Lan Huan was a little dazed watching his series of inexplicable actions.
"Why are you going crazy for no reason?" Lan Huan muttered, opened the door and went out to deliver the prescription.
Bu Nan returned to the East Palace and exchanged glances with Le Luo, who was standing in the study grinding ink for Chu Xin. Bu Nan nodded respectfully, and Le Luo smiled and said,
"How is Mr. Shen?"
Bu Nan glanced at Chu Xin, who was still bent over reviewing the memorials, and said, "He fainted tonight. Lan Huan treated him in time and he is now fine."
Chu Xin listened, frowned, and raised her head, scolding, "Didn't I ask you to keep an eye on him? How could he faint?"
Bu Nan immediately knelt down and said, "Please punish me, Your Highness."
Chu Xin took a deep breath, waved his hand and said, "Get out, don't let me kick you." Bu Nan looked up at Le Luo and saw that he also smiled and nodded, then he bowed and left.
"Don't worry, Your Highness. Nothing will happen with Lan Huan watching over you." Le Luo put the ground ink aside and brought some tea to Chu Xin.
"Alas," Chu Xin sighed, inevitably worrying whether the other party's body could survive these few days.
"Since Your Highness is so worried about Master Shen, why not go and see him?" Le Luo looked at Chu Xin's handsome face, which rarely looked worried, and suddenly smiled and teased.
"Now there are countless eyes watching me under my nose, so I can't act rashly." Chu Xin frowned.
"Speaking of which, Your Highness, didn't you save the life of that Saintess from Southern Xinjiang a few years ago? She still owes you a favor. It has been heard since ancient times that Southern Xinjiang is good at poisons, poisons, and medicine. Your Highness might as well send someone to Southern Xinjiang and ask that person to come over..." Le Luo said with a hint of meaning.
"You've overstepped your bounds," Chu Xin interrupted her, straightened up, took a sip of tea, and said calmly.
"How do you think Shen Luli's life is worth a favor from the Saint of Southern Border? The price is not equal, so don't make any rash remarks."
"It's my fault," Le Luo responded quickly, already smiling as she poured tea for Chu Xin.
The bright candlelight illuminated Chu Xin's handsome and dull face. At this moment, his golden eyes were full of deep thought.
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On the day of the funeral, Shen Luli got up with his perseverance. He held the spirit tablet of the old Duke of Zhenguo and walked in front. He took a few steps to take a breath, but still insisted on walking to the edge of the Shen family's ancestral tomb and presided over the funeral.
The state funeral was very grand. All the court officials, dignitaries and prominent officials appeared here, from the lowest to the highest officials, and even the emperor was present. Looking at the solemn crowd, Shen Luli had no sadness or joy on his face, and his heart was empty. He couldn't tell what he felt.
[Ding, Chu Xin's favorability +5, current favorability 66]
Hearing the voice of the assistant, Shen Luli raised his heavy head and looked towards the center of the crowd. At this time, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was next to the emperor. When he looked at him, he clearly saw the worry in the man's eyes. Suddenly, a trace of warmth passed through his heart, and his emotions surged, and tears followed.
He was dressed in mourning clothes, with a white cloth wrapped around his head and bloodshot eyes. He watched the coffin being buried in the biting cold wind until the tombstone was erected.
With a "thump", Shen Luli knelt in front of the tomb and kowtowed three times solemnly, each time louder than the last. After he finished kowtow, his forehead became a bloody mess, and he became unconscious. He stood up staggeringly, but fell to the side the next moment, falling straight into the arms of Chu Xin, who had been watching him all the time and had jumped out to pick him up when he fainted.
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