Chapter 70 (9,000 words) It turns out Xuan Yizhen is also happy...
Yin Xing always felt that the taste of wine was spicy and he could not taste any other mellow flavor.
However, Yin Xing, who was feeling dizzy at the moment, could vaguely taste the elegant and light fragrance of spring peach blossoms.
Only then did he realize that what he was drinking was not Tu Su wine, but Peach Blossom wine that Xuan Yizheng had brought.
In the spring, the two of them had admired the peach garden in the other courtyard. Yin Xing looked at the gorgeous peach blossoms and mentioned that they could be picked to make peach blossom wine.
Yin Xing said this because he knew that Xuan Yizheng could drink alcohol, and sometimes he would drink medicinal wine.
But at that time Xuan Yizheng was busy teasing himself and did not respond. Later, Yin Xing was also distracted by the noise.
Unexpectedly, Xuan Yizhen always remembered that Yin Xing felt so warm in his heart that he couldn't tell whether he was drunk from alcohol or just drunk on his own.
When Yin Xing felt that his whole body was steaming hot, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, he could no longer see the surrounding scenery clearly, but he could feel the warm and cool lips. He greedily pursued them, trying to relieve the unbearable heat.
As the world spun around, Yin Xing felt like a bird flying in mid-air, stumbling and falling, but Wen Liang's soft hands grasped his ankles, controlling his direction.
Yin Xing, who had long lost consciousness, flapped his wings very hard, wanting to fly in the clouds and dance against the wind. His thoughts became more and more confused and outrageous.
When he suddenly fell out of control from a height, Yin Xing could not stand the shock. His thick eyelashes became wet, crystal tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and his breathing became unstable.
Yin Xing's misty eyes vaguely saw the peach-pink glazed flower branches on the table, and he felt that he had turned into a crushed spring peach, with countless petals rustling and flying, so rotten and gorgeous that it was unbearable to look at.
The sound of firecrackers on New Year's Eve in the capital gradually died down, and everything in the world returned to silence. Yin Xing vaguely saw Xuan Yizheng with a soft light shining in his calm eyes, like overflowing spring water, enough to drown a person.
Outside the courtyard, the proud snow-capped branches in the cold wind, with the flying snow piled up between them, silently dissipated and melted, returning to dust.
Until the bare and winding snow branches gradually grow new green buds, grow towards the sun, and are full of vitality.
In early spring, it is often drizzling and sunny.
In the afternoon, the sun rose, bringing some light into the main treasury hall of the Dali Temple.
"Have you drunk a love potion?" Jiang Yun looked at Yin Xing, who had a silly smile on her face. The corners of her mouth remained raised at the same angle, as if she was possessed by an evil spirit. He raised his hand and waved it in front of her eyes, wondering.
"No, I just drank." Yin Xing looked at Jiang Yun and responded happily.
Jiang Yun looked at Yin Xing's expression and could not smell any alcohol. He asked in confusion, "When did you drink?"
The Dali Temple banned alcohol, and all officials knew it. It was not logical for Yin Xing to drink alcohol secretly.
Yin Xing smiled seriously and replied, "On New Year's Eve."
After he finished speaking, Jiang Yun fell silent. He tilted his head to look at the weather outside. It was a bright spring scene, and then he confirmed that he was not confused.
It has been two months since the New Year with heavy snow. Even if you are drinking nectar, it is time for you to wake up.
It seems that Yin Xing has learned bad things from her princess wife.
After all, Jiang Yun felt that Yin Xing didn't seem like the type of person who loved drinking, so it must have been a trick that Princess Zhang Hua came up with.
"As the saying goes, people feel refreshed when happy events happen. You shouldn't be this happy, right?"
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Yin Xing's face turned red with anger because of Jiang Yun's sudden teasing. He lowered his head to drink tea, and recalled some fragments of the scenes of flying in the clouds in his mind.
Being drunk is so scary that he actually dares to let Xuan Yizheng cooperate with him like that!
Seeing that Yin Xing looked really happy, Jiang Yun suddenly became curious about what they were doing.
Princess Zhanghua is too mysterious and majestic, and she can definitely play Yin Xing at her will.
"Hey, between you and your princess wife, who usually takes the initiative?"
"Ahem, why are you asking this?"
Yin Xing held the tea and didn't want to mention the private matters between him and Xuan Yizheng.
Seeing Yin Xing's shyness, Jiang Yun didn't dare to ask any further questions. His eyes swept across the red silk ribbon on her wrist, and he said meaningfully, "I'm just concerned about my colleagues. After all, if you get played badly, you might be disliked by those who love new things and hate old ones."
Most of the noble families have brutal and bloody ways of enjoying themselves, and there is no such thing as a long-lasting lover. What's more, the princess of the royal family will be no less cruel after the novelty wears off.
Even though it was the third year that Yin Xing and Princess Zhang Hua had been married, Jiang Yun still felt that their identities and personalities were too different to allow their marriage to last long.
Yin Xing blushed as he looked at Jiang Yun who was saying such wicked things, and swore in a solemn voice: "She won't do that. We are very good friends. You should focus on pleasing Miss Liu."
"Liu Ci and I have long been reconciled. Can't you see that?" Jiang Yun raised his eyebrows proudly and responded with a smile.
"Then what's the matter with the injury on your neck?" Yin Xing couldn't help asking as he looked at Jiang Yun who looked energetic.
Jiang Yun raised his hand and touched the scarred wound, picked up the teacup and drank, and said vaguely: "The traces of love, young as you are, don't understand."
Yin Xing glanced at the sudden wound on Jiang Yun's neck, wanting to say something but hesitant. In fact, he was a little suspicious that she was being abused by Liu Ci.
However, Liu Ci has always been very gentle and quiet, while Jiang Yun is impetuous and cynical, so he gave up his guess.
Maybe Liu Ci, like Xuan Yizheng, likes to use some special ways of intimacy.
Jiang Yun fell silent. Noticed Yin Xing's intense gaze, which was hard to ignore, and changed the subject, "Oh, I found the amber insect poison you gave me. It's a hallucinogenic poison that can damage the brain's senses. Its eggs are very small. If placed in water, they are almost impossible to distinguish with the naked eye."
Yin Xing's attention was immediately diverted, and he asked with concern, "Illusion Gu, what are the specific symptoms?"
"There aren't many records of this poisonous insect. Liu Ci has searched through many ancient books and only found sporadic accounts. Illusion Gu can penetrate a person's brain, making it impossible to distinguish between reality and illusion. Furthermore, all five senses, including the eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and skin, will undergo changes, much like the symptoms of insanity."
"If it's this serious, won't it be very painful?"
Jiang Yun shrugged and shook his head, "I don't know. Anyway, Liu Ci said that this kind of poisonous insect is different from other ones. That's why it doesn't damage the internal organs, but only attacks the brain. There's no abnormality on the surface of the body."
After saying that, Jiang Yun remembered that it was spring now, and the poison in the little girl's body was gradually becoming active. He wondered if the symptoms would slowly show up.
No one knows what secrets are hidden in the corpse pit in the western suburbs, and Jiang Yun was unable to find any relevant clues even in the Dali Temple.
Yin Xing listened to Jiang Yun's description and recalled Xuan Yizhen's inadvertently scattered and empty expression. His heart felt like it was tightening and he asked solemnly, "Then how can we remove the illusion poison?"
"I really don't know the answer to your question, but according to common sense, killing the poisonous insects in the body can usually cure the problem fundamentally." Jiang Yun also discussed a rescue method with Liu Ci, but considering the little girl's poor health, he had to give up the idea.
After all, children may not be able to withstand the act of having their flesh and blood gouged out.
Moreover, the poisonous insects now mostly stay on the body and neck, which are too dangerous.
Yin Xing thought about Xuan Yizhen's safety, and then thought of Du Ruo's confidence. He asked with determination, "Would it be easier for Du Ruo, who is good at Gu magic, to deal with the Gu insect?"
This was probably the reason why Du Ruo frequently hinted at Xuan Yizheng's secret to herself.
Jiang Yun looked at Yin Xing who suddenly mentioned Du Ruo, and then remembered that this Gu worm was given to her by Du Ruo. He keenly felt that they had a secret, and asked inquiringly, "It's possible. After all, Du Ruo inherited the Gu technique from Empress Dowager Du. But when did your relationship with her become so good?"
Du Ruo is not a kind-hearted person at first glance. She must have other intentions when she gave the insect amber to Yin Xing.
"Who said I have a good relationship with her?"
"You can do it yourself. Du Ruo wouldn't give you such precious insect amber for no reason."
Jiang Yun had not forgotten the romantic rumors that had spread in the Dali Temple.
However, Jiang Yun was not stupid enough to believe that Du Ruo would like Yin Xing. He just felt that Du Ruo had other intentions.
Seeing that Jiang Yun seemed to be about to guess what he was thinking, Yin Xing avoided looking at him and replied, "Sorry, I can't tell you in detail about this matter."
This is about Xuan Yizheng's physical condition, so it must be kept secret as much as possible.
Jiang Yun felt even more suspicious when he heard Yin Xing say that, and warned her, "Okay, then be careful with Du Ruo, and don't let her start another rumor about an affair with the Third Princess."
"I have nothing to do with the Third Princess, so how could there be rumors of an affair?"
"The rumors I heard in the capital were that you flattered the Third Princess in public, praising her beauty and giving her a jewel pendant as a token of your affection."
After saying this, Jiang Yun couldn't help laughing out loud, thinking to himself how could Yin Xing, a penniless wife slave, possibly afford to buy a jewel pendant for the third princess.
The rumors in the capital city really don't stand up to scrutiny. Anyone who comes to the Dali Temple to inquire about Yin Xing probably won't cause such a misunderstanding.
Yin Xing looked at Jiang Yun's smile, who seemed to be watching the fun and not minding the trouble, and remained silent helplessly.
However, he is currently in the center of public opinion. How can he ask Du Ruo for advice on how to deal with the poisonous insect?
Du Ruo came to hint at Xuan Yizheng's secret to herself again and again. I guess she must be bored.
Perhaps Du Ruo had some ulterior motives by using this as a handle, and she might take the next step. Thinking of this, Yin Xing had to calm down temporarily.
The spring sunshine is bright outside the window, and the pink buds among the branches and leaves are gathering strength, waiting for the arrival of the warm sun.
In the silence, the spring breeze outside the hall blew through the new green branches, passed through the streets and alleys of the capital, and the light between the clouds fell on the earth, becoming brighter and more dazzling.
But deep inside the luxurious Second Prince's mansion in the inner city of the capital, it was particularly dark and silent.
The sound of gurgling water echoes in the quiet place. The jade cup is soaked with bright red liquid, emitting an enchanting red.
Because the window frames in the house were closed, they could only be illuminated by candlelight. The light flickered and dimly illuminated the Second Prince, whose mouth was full of blood. His face was as pale as paper, his eyes were bloodshot, his long hair was loose, and he looked like an evil ghost.
Outside the courtyard corridor, the eldest princess closed the window, tilted her head and looked at Du Ruo with anger, asking, "How could this happen?"
Du Ruo met the questioning gaze with indifference, his eyes like sharp swords, and he said casually: "Why are you panicking? Different poisonous insects have different habits. The Second Prince is only afraid of sunlight when he is sick, and he needs more flesh and blood."
Most ordinary poisonous insects are afraid of cold, even puppet poisonous insects are no exception, but the poisonous insect in the second prince's body is very special. Du Ruo feels that something may have gone wrong and is a little annoyed.
From Wuzhou's eight thousand puppet soldiers to the second prince's poisonous insects, they all seemed to be encountering some invisible obstacles. It was really strange.
"Right now, the capital is full of rumors, and there are even links to the Western Suburbs corpse pit. If Father notices something unusual because of this, wouldn't all our efforts be wasted?"
"It's just a rumor. I'll send the guards to cut off a few hundred tongues, and they'll behave themselves."
After saying that, Du Ruo turned his head to look at the warm spring sun outside the corridor, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty joy, trying to dispel his irritability.
Seeing this, the eldest princess couldn't help but feel awe. This Du Ruo was too murderous and might try to usurp power in the future.
However, there was no turning back at this point. The eldest princess listened silently to the sounds of flesh being torn in the house, and couldn't help but feel horrified.
As he finished speaking, the golden light from the corridor blurred the two figures, but could not illuminate the bloody and dark scene inside.
When the wind blows, the eaves bells swing and make a clear sound, startling birds into flying, which fly across the blue sky and disappear without a trace.
At dusk, the setting sun slants down, and deep in the courtyard, the flowers and green vines are reborn, but the spring chill has not subsided, especially at night, which brings a chilling chill.
Xuan Yizheng raised his hand to tighten the fine velvet robe around his body, and placed his cold white fingertips on the hand warmer, but he could not feel much warmth, only an endless biting coldness that kept falling on his skin and spreading to his bones.
It is precisely because of this that Xuan Yizheng doesn't like rain, because the sound of rain is very loud and the rain water is very cold, like dense needles that penetrate into the head through the earlobes and cause severe pain.
But Xuan Yizhen knew that none of this was real, because there was no rain falling on his skin, and it was a warm spring day outside. The so-called pain and cold were just part of the illusion.
In the quiet place, on the windowsill, a huge sacred bird with black feathers all over its body was pecking at the gutted rabbit meat. Its bright red, hooked beak was unclear whether it was stained with blood or its original color. It looked old, steady, majestic and solemn.
The courtesan Chunli entered with a letter. Her gaze passed over the twitching rabbit, blood splattering everywhere, and then she looked at the exquisite Phoenix Fire Incense Burner. Princess Zhanghua, shrouded in a faint mist, looked like a ethereal spirit. She stepped forward and said respectfully, "My Lord, strange illnesses have appeared one after another within the Xiahou family's fiefdom. The current situation does not seem optimistic."
During the winter and spring seasons, Princess Zhang Hua's medication usage will continue to increase, which is not a good sign.
"Is there anyone with a similar disease within the Wanqi family's fiefdom?" Xuan Yizheng closed his eyes and responded indifferently.
"Yes, but the patient has been treated immediately according to the master's orders." The female official Chunli never thought that Princess Zhanghua's prediction would come true.
Xuan Yizhen slowly opened his dark eyes, which were dim and gloomy, and asked, "Hasn't she come back yet at this time?"
The topic suddenly changed. Female official Chunli was slightly stunned and almost didn't react. She came back to her senses and said, "Prince Yin should have just left the Dali Temple."
"It's not good that the daylight comes too early in spring, right?" Xuan Yizheng murmured as she looked at the holy bird that landed beside the chair with her beautiful eyes. The candlelight illuminated its black feathers, emitting a faint blue glow. She raised her hand and brushed across its blind eye, which almost destroyed its life.
"My lord, do you want to help Xiahou Qing?" The female official Chunli looked at Princess Zhang Hua, whose light was partially blocked by the holy bird, and noticed her distraction, so she asked hesitantly.
Xuan Yizhen brushed the black feathers with his cold white fingertips and replied indifferently, "No need. If Xiahou Qing can't handle even this little thing on her own, then she can't be the head of the Xiahou family."
Seeing Princess Zhanghua's calm response, with no abnormalities on her face, the court lady Chunli relaxed and replied, "Yes."
At that moment, Princess Zhanghua's expression was very similar to that of Queen Wanqi, and she was really frightened.
As soon as he finished speaking, the sky outside the house darkened unknowingly. Yin Xing returned to the villa with a heavy heart, and had not yet figured out how to deal with Du Ruo.
Unexpectedly, just as Yin Xing stepped inside, he was suddenly embraced in a soft embrace. He sniffed the rich, refreshing, cool fragrance, and finally felt relieved. He raised his hands and hugged Xuan Yizhen back, calling softly, "Yizhen, why did you sneak up on me?"
Xuan Yizhen wrapped his arms around Yin Xing's body, his jade-white cheek pressed against her ear, and replied intimately, "I was just lighting the lamps. You were distracted and didn't notice. It wasn't a sneak attack from me."
Yin Xing's gaze fell on the exceptionally bright room, and he discovered that there were many more glass lamps. Xuan Yi really didn't like darkness.
Thinking of this, Yin Xing remembered that Jiang Yun said that the illusion Gu would affect people's senses, and suddenly understood that Xuan Yi was really unusual.
"Yizhen, I seem to be very slow." Yin Xing should have known that Xuan Yizhen's abnormalities were all due to physical reasons.
It was quiet because Xuan Yizheng might be experiencing auditory hallucinations.
Darkness, maybe it was an illusion in Xuan Yizheng's eyes.
These abnormalities must have made Xuan Yizheng very uncomfortable. After all, she had always been able to tolerate pain.
Unless she was in extreme pain, Xuan Yizheng would not have revealed her abnormality so obviously.
Xuan Yizhen interlocked his fingers with Yin Xing's, kissed her cheek with his thin lips, and replied with a chuckle: "Yeah, but being slow also has its advantages."
If Yin Xing was a person who was good at observing people's expressions, she would have left him out of fear a long time ago.
Yin Xing felt the kiss lingering on his skin and came back to his senses, "I will pay more attention to Yi Zhen in the future."
"I think you're very good like this." Xuan Yizheng took Yin Xing's hand and went back inside, saying softly.
Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen, who was letting the candlelight flicker and drift around her. He felt as if she was about to melt into it. He subconsciously held her hand tightly and said, "Yizhen, what have you been doing today?"
Xuan Yizhen took Yin Xing to sit on the low couch by the window, raised his hand to pick up the dried drawing paper, and said with interest: "I am drawing you, take a look."
Hearing the sound, Yin Xing was actually a little nervous because he was not sure how serious Xuan Yizhen's hallucination was.
There is often a huge gap between normal people's vision and hallucinations, just like Yin Xing doesn't understand the aesthetics of Xuan Yizhen's Twin Lotuses painting.
Yin Xing looked at the white rice paper hesitantly. The lines on it were fine and smooth. There was no color, but the face was painted vividly and lifelike.
"Yizhen, the painting is very beautiful." Yin Xing said unexpectedly, and added silently in his heart that it was normal.
It seems that Xuan Yizhen’s illness can still be controlled.
"Is that so? But I don't think it's as pretty as you." Xuan Yizheng's clear eyes were tinged with candlelight. He looked at Yin Xing quietly, appearing even more gentle and affectionate.
Yin Xing, for once, didn't shy away from looking away. He met Xuan Yizhen's misty eyes head-on, like a lake covered in morning mist, occasionally revealing shimmering ripples. He tentatively asked, "What do you think is the most beautiful thing about me, Yizhen?"
After he finished speaking, Xuan Yizhen said without hesitation: "Eyes, your eyes are bright and clear, like a surging spring, or like clear pearls and stones, very beautiful."
I was originally full of curiosity about Yin Xing, but I didn't expect to be overwhelmed by such sweet love words. My heart was beating fast, and I thought to myself that I was no match for him at all!
However, Yin Xing didn't know that Xuan Yizheng's eyes swept across the counter behind him, where countless discarded scrolls were placed, and many of them looked like hideous faces.
Xuan Yi was a little troubled by the huge gap between the way he viewed Yin Xing and how others viewed Yin Xing.
So Xuan Yizheng let the female official choose, and finally decided on the portrait that Yin Xing said was beautiful.
The drug loses its effect faster than Xuan Yizheng imagined. Once the illusion takes over everything, not only will the senses be distorted, but even the memory may be lost and confused. This was the sign of the queen mother back then.
The quiet figures of the two chatting were cast on the closed window, but were obscured by the chaotic swaying of flowers and green vines in the night breeze, as if they were tied up and could not be distinguished.
The night is hazy, the stars are bright and the moon is shining. As time passes, it gradually enters the warm spring with birds flying and grass growing.
On a rare day off, Yin Xing and Xuan Yizhen flew kites beside the green pond in the spacious courtyard.
Although this season is very suitable for an outing, Yin Xing knew that Xuan Yizheng would feel the pain of his absence, so he took the initiative to suggest spending the day off in the other courtyard.
Yu Yinxing held the kite in his hand and ran hard, trying to find the direction of the wind so as to judge the time to let go.
When Yin Xing vaguely felt the movement of the kite in his hand, he tentatively let go, looked up at the kite slowly taking off, his eyes sparkling, and he didn't even bother to wipe the sweat off his face. He quickly ran towards Xuan Yizheng who was towing the kite.
Beside the green pond and the lush grass, Xuan Yizheng stood tall and still, holding the kite string in his hand. He looked very comfortable with it and soon flew the kite higher.
Yin Xing ran over in surprise, breathing heavily, "Yizhen, have you ever flown a kite before?"
Unexpectedly, it succeeded at the first try.
Xuan Yizhen raised her hand and placed the string in Yin Xing's palm, pulling the kite with her, and said meaningfully: "Well, you are also the kite I fly."
After he finished speaking, Yin Xing's hand was pulled by Xuan Yizheng, and the kite string in his palm changed slowly, sometimes tight, sometimes loose. He immediately remembered some not-so-good feelings, and his cheeks suddenly turned red. He secretly cursed Xuan Yizheng for being so bad!
Xuan Yizhen's eyes passed over Yin Xing's red earlobe. His throat tightened slightly. He looked away calmly, raised his head and looked at the kite he had just made. He said slowly, "If you don't fly it carefully, it might fall to the ground."
"Ah!" Yin Xing quickly focused his attention on the kite, trying to pull the kite string with his hand.
I just ran back and forth with great effort, it wasn’t easy at all!
Xuan Yizheng raised his thin lips slightly, and his gaze fell openly on Yin Xing's focused eyes. Perhaps it was the reflection of the sun that made her eyes particularly sparkling.
But soon Yin Xing's eyes drooped, and he looked at the shaky kite pitifully, like a puppy.
"I don't think this weather is suitable for flying kites." Yin Xing muttered to save face.
"Well, maybe the wind isn't as strong as in the suburbs." Xuan Yizheng responded in a clear and gentle voice.
Yin Xing felt a little guilty after hearing this. She tilted her head to look at Xuan Yizhen. Her skin looked even whiter in the sunlight. She blinked her eyes like a crazy fan and said, "Yizhen, you haven't been out in the sun for a long time. Are you comfortable?"
Xuan Yizhen felt the sunlight, his eyes falling on Yin Xing's flushed cheeks, and replied seriously: "Well, the weather is very warm today, just like you."
Yin Xing smiled embarrassedly, his face was hot. He raised his hand and silently wiped the sweat from the tip of his nose. He should have changed into thin clothes earlier. It was a bit hot running back and forth like this.
Well, it’s definitely not because Xuan Yizheng is so good at flirting!
"Rest for a while. I asked someone to prepare some medicinal food for you. Sweating in spring can easily lead to typhoid fever, so be careful."
"good."
In fact, Yin Xing doesn’t like drinking medicinal food very much, but he must cherish Xuan Yizhen’s kindness.
I think it has the same use as bathing in orchid soup during the Dragon Boat Festival.
The green pool reflects the intimate figures of the two people. They walk slowly into the pavilion. The breeze ruffles the water surface, creating thousands of ripples and fleeting shadows.
The wind is clear and the air is fresh. As time goes by, the warmth of spring in the capital becomes warmer and warmer. In previous years, this time was always a good time for ladies and gentlemen to travel in groups of three or five.
In the morning, Yin Xing rode through the streets, but he didn't see many luxurious carriages with hanging vanilla, which was a bit strange.
When we entered the Dali Temple, we saw minor officials sweeping the corridors inside the hall, and the air was filled with the scent of Chinese medicinal herbs.
Yin Xing wondered, it wasn't the Dragon Boat Festival yet, so it shouldn't be the time to fumigate mugwort and hang calamus.
"Ruan Sicheng, what are you doing?" Yin Xing asked when he saw Ruan Teng, the attendant official who was arranging minor officials.
"Lord Xiao Yin, you may not know that strange diseases have suddenly appeared in various places recently, so I have been ordered to clean and fumigate. Please take care of your health." Ruan Teng responded politely.
Yin Xing nodded, and without delaying Ruan Teng's mission, he walked into the courtyard of the general warehouse.
Xuan Yizheng usually prepares medicinal fumigations, and Yin Xing has been drinking medicinal food for a while now, and has not heard of any strange illness.
At noon, Yin Xing went to the backyard for lunch. Unexpectedly, he ran into the little girl. He smiled and asked, "Are you eating alone?"
The little girl held two glasses of water and shook her head, "Sister Liu is waiting for me."
Yin Xing followed his gaze and saw Jiang Yun cuddling with Liu Ci, and felt that the little girl was a little pitiful.
Soon, Yin Xing sat down with them. Jiang Yun had no choice but to withdraw his hand from Liu Ci's waist. He looked at the two of them helplessly and said jokingly, "I find that you two are very suitable to sit at the same table."
"Be careful." Yin Xing picked up the meatballs with chopsticks and gave them to the little girl, reminding her.
"I was just massaging her. What are you talking about? It's so hard to understand." Jiang Yun responded shamelessly.
Yin Xing had nothing to say and shut up. He suddenly felt that Jiang Yun was easier to get along with when he was sad.
Liu Ci picked up some vegetables and fed them into Jiang Yun's mouth to prevent her from saying more shocking words. Even if she didn't care about Yin Xing, she should at least pay attention to the little girl.
Jiang Yun could only obediently eat the vegetables Liu Ci fed him. He picked up an egg for the little girl with his chopsticks and said, "Eat more. When you have enough strength, I will teach you sword skills."
Yin Xing looked at the little girl who was not even as tall as Jiang Yun's sword and thought that she was abusing him.
But the little girl nodded obediently, so Yin Xing didn't say anything more.
"By the way, what's her name?" Yin Xing asked curiously.
"Her name is Xiao Liu!" Jiang Yun glanced at Liu Ci and spoke first.
Yin Xing felt that the name was a bit too hasty. Just when he suspected that Jiang Yun was just being perfunctory, Liu Ci said slowly, "Liu Siyun."
After he finished speaking, Jiang Yun got goosebumps all over his body and didn't dare to look at Yin Xing's straightforward and sincere eyes.
Because of this name, Jiang Yun tried to dissuade Liu Ci many times, but unfortunately it was of no use.
Yin Xing saw the carefree Jiang Yun for the first time, and her face flushed. She asked, "Does Miss Liu's name have a similar meaning?"
Liu Ci responded calmly: "Yes."
"It's great that you are doing this." Yin Xing felt that Liu Ci was a particularly sincere woman, while the cheerful Jiang Yun was the complete opposite.
After he finished speaking, Jiang Yun and Liu Ci tacitly stopped eating and looked up at Yin Xing.
Yin Xing was a little confused by the look on his face. He raised his hand and wiped his face with an embroidered handkerchief, wondering, "Did I get some rice on my face?"
"No, it's just that no one has ever blessed us. Thank you." Liu Ci said it easily but with great solemnity.
"You're welcome. It would be best if you could reconcile as before. Otherwise, I'm really worried that the dejected Jiang Yun will kill my peach branch." Yin Xing smiled with a curved eyebrow.
"How could I kill your peach branch? It was just a piece of wood that sprouted." Jiang Yun quickly changed Yin Xing's words to prevent her from revealing more of her embarrassing stories!
Yin Xing looked at Jiang Yun in astonishment, unable to utter a word. She could only hope that the little girl would not be too fickle like her when she grew up.
Seeing this, Liu Ci raised his eyebrows and looked at the anxious Jiang Yun. He tacitly did not ask her any further questions, because he was also in a trance at that time, and probably felt the same way.
Not long after, they finished their lunch. Liu Ci took the little girl back to the autopsy room, while Jiang Yun and Yin Xing stood in the corridor to digest their food.
Yin Xing felt that Jiang Yun wanted to kill him to silence him, and subconsciously did not want to stay any longer.
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Jiang Yun stretched out his sword to block the way.
"I'm a little thirsty and want to have some tea. Miss Liu won't know about your decadent words." Yin Xing paused and responded as if promising.
Jiang Yun retracted his sword and folded it across his arm. His expression returned to his usual cynical expression as he chuckled, "That's good. Now, let me ask you something serious. Do you know about the strange disease that's been spreading throughout the dynasty lately?"
Yin Xing breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in response: "Well, I heard Ruan Sicheng mention this this morning. Is there any case involved?"
After he finished speaking, Jiang Yun looked around, leaning against the beam, and said, "A friend of mine said that this disease is very serious. The whole body will be hot and ulcerated. Even the clothes and utensils that have come into contact with it will have residual pathogenic factors. You should pay more attention to this sick person."
"Well, don't worry, I haven't been sick for a long time." Yin Xing felt that Jiang Yun still had some conscience.
Jiang Yun couldn't help laughing when he heard Yin Xing's somewhat outrageous answer.
Back then, when the story of Yin Xing jumping off a boat and injuring her head became known in the capital, she was labeled a sickly person.
Now, because Princess Zhanghua has no children, Yin Xing is even more regarded as a sickly prince consort.
Jiang Yun couldn't bear to tell her these rumors and gossips so as not to hurt her.
"Don't underestimate this disease. I don't think it's a common disease. It may be related to Gu." Jiang Yun restrained his smile slightly and looked quite serious.
It is said that the strange disease first raged in the fiefdom of the Xiahou family, and now it has spread everywhere for some reason, and the capital is not safe either. It is hard not to say that this is a contest outside the battlefield.
When Yin Xing heard that it was related to Gu, he immediately said with a serious expression: "Could this be related to Du Ruo again?"
This Du Ruo is too bad!
Jiang Yun fiddled with the purple sword tassel with his fingertips and shrugged, "The situation is too complicated right now, so I don't know for sure, but when a plague develops, there are usually heavy casualties."
Judging from the situation when he first appeared in Xiahou's fiefdom, it is very likely that he is someone from the royal family. Among them is not only the ambitious Du Ruo, but even the emperor cannot be ruled out as a suspect.
Not to mention that Princess Zhang Hua also knew a lot about witchcraft. She ordered the female official to take the little girl's blood. It was definitely not just out of kindness to cure the poison.
The two exchanged a few words before going their separate ways. Seeing Jiang Yun being so serious, Yin Xing didn't dare to take it lightly and thought about telling Xuan Yizheng as soon as possible.
After all, Xuan Yizheng's health is already very poor. If he contracts that strange disease again, Yin Xing doesn't dare to think too much.
In the evening, Yin Xing hurried back to the villa. He subconsciously wanted to hug Xuan Yizhen, but then he remembered Jiang Yun's words and stopped and said, "Yizhen, there's a terrible disease spreading around out there lately. I might have to bathe in a medicinal soup before I can hug you."
Xuan Yizhen responded gently, "I've heard about this, and I've prepared a herbal bath for you."
"That's good. I was afraid Yizhen didn't know." Yin Xing felt that Jiang Yun was right. His information was very out of date.
"But you should not ride a horse recently. It's safer to take a carriage." Xuan Yizheng and Yin Xing walked into the inner room together. Seeing her undressing and taking off her hat, he rubbed her with his fingertips impatiently.
Yin Xing knew about the existence of viruses and bacteria, so he naturally responded without thinking: "Okay, I'll follow Yizhen's arrangements."
It was not until Yin Xing discovered that Xuan Yizhen was standing beside him and showed no signs of leaving that he felt a little embarrassed.
"The water is getting cold." Xuan Yizheng raised his hand to stir the water surface and gave a casual reminder.
"Oh, okay." Seeing Xuan Yizheng being so considerate, Yin Xing didn't want to be shy. He turned slightly to the side and untied his belt.
But Yin Xing didn't know that Xuan Yizheng was looking at him clearly. He stepped into the bathtub and sank into it, only to find that it was a little hot!
But Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizheng's serious expression and felt that there was no reason for her to lie to him.
Moreover, Xuan Yizheng always likes to use very hot water, even in the middle of summer.
So when Xuan Yizheng said she felt cold, it must have meant that she really felt cold. Thinking of this, Yin Xing was worried about Xuan Yizheng's health and felt a little worried.
Xuan Yizhen raised his hand and dipped a handkerchief in the bath water for Yin Xing. He wiped her back. His throat felt unnaturally dry, and he murmured in a low voice, "Are you comfortable?"
Yin Xing came back to his senses and smiled with curved eyebrows: "Yeah!"
"Then don't be so hunched over all the time. It's hard to clean."
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These words made Yin Xing regret accepting Xuan Yizhen's care.
But it was obviously inappropriate to refuse Xuan Yizhen now. Yin Xing could only divert his attention with a flushed face, not paying attention to her wiping, and said, "This strange disease seems to be very dangerous. The Dali Temple needs fumigation every day. Will the other courtyard arrange fumigation?"
Xuan Yizhen lowered his eyes to gaze at the figure that was even more varied than the jade doll. He wiped his palm with the handkerchief more slowly, measuring it intentionally. He said in a reserved tone, "Well, I've asked the female official to take charge of the relevant matters. However, generally speaking, the more rapid the disease is, the less likely it is to spread for a long time."
"Why?" Yin Xing's attention was diverted and he looked up at Xuan Yizhen, only to find that her cold white cheeks were stained with a little light pink.
"Because the dead cannot spread to the capital, only the living can. If they die too quickly, only thousands of miles away will be deserted, rather than the entire dynasty falling." Xuan Yizheng met Yin Xing's misty eyes, which were wet and clear, much like he was drunk.
At that time, Yin Xing was particularly bold, and even cried and actively pestered herself, which was really cute.
Yin Xing pondered Xuan Yizhen's words and felt they made a lot of sense. He glanced at her earlobe, which was clearly red, and asked, "Yizhen, are you hot?"
Xuan Yizhen lowered his eyes and looked at the innocent Yin Xing. He pursed his lips and lowered his head to kiss her forehead, which was soaked with moisture. He said, "You should close your eyes."
Yin Xing was very puzzled by this. He met Xuan Yizheng's blazing eyes which were facing the candlelight, and then he looked away, thinking that if he made any more noise, he would not be able to have dinner.
In the silence, the sound of water was heard. The handkerchief fell into the water with a plop, creating ripples. Yin Xing wanted to raise his hand to pick up the handkerchief that had sunk into the water, but Xuan Yizhen stopped moving and said, "Don't move. You're doing well like this. You seem to have changed a lot recently."
As he spoke, Xuan Yizheng's cool palm moved slowly and leisurely, as if he was playing with soft jade, treating it as a treasure with great interest.
Yin Xing just took a look and couldn't refuse Xuan Yizhen's straightforward desire. He thought that she also liked big ones!
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