Chapter 153

He has always been stronger in this regard, and Jiang Yanyi can only bear it.

His brain is lacking oxygen, and his elbow has been resting on his chest for a long time, which makes him feel a little sore. Jiang Yanyi tries to change his position, but accidentally touches his waist, and Feng Shuo suddenly groans.

Jiang Yanyi quickly stepped back and glanced at his waist: "What's wrong?"

Feng Shuo's tightly locked brows could not be relaxed, but he said: "It's okay, just a minor injury."

It was obviously not a minor injury that could make him groan. Jiang Yanyi got up from the Arhat bed and walked out: "Try not to drink alcohol if you have injuries on your body. I have gauze and wound medicine here. I'll show you and rebandage it." Feng

Shuo always wanted Jiang Yanyi's concern, but tonight he hesitated for a moment and quickly refused: "The golden sore medicine in the barracks will heal faster. I'll go back and ask Xing Yao to bandage it. It's getting late, you should rest early."

His behavior was obviously a bit abnormal, but he said so. Jiang Yanyi had no choice but to let him go.

After Feng Shuo returned to his room, he untied his dark outer robe. The waist of his snow-white inner garment had been stained red with blood. He took off his inner garment, and the gauze wrapped around his waist had already been soaked with blood.

He took out the hemostatic medicine and clean gauze from the drawer, and after untying the dirty gauze around his waist, the bloody wound was instantly exposed. The wound was three inches long and looked like it was caused by a curved knife. The skin and flesh were turned outward, which was very scary.

Very few people knew that he was injured. Now was a critical period. If there was any slight change, the princes would be ready to move.

At the celebration banquet, he was toasted one after another, and he drank all of them without refusing, because he didn't want to let anyone know.

With the victory of the battle with Minghan Kingdom imminent, he didn't want to see a second Xinyang King appear at this time.

It was indeed Feng Shuo's original intention to go directly to see Jiang Yanyi after returning from the celebration banquet, but there was also an element of deception. Tonight, the palace held a banquet, and all the princes came with their followers, so there were bound to be many people and eyes. He was still able to see Jiang Yanyi, which obviously meant that the injuries on his body were not serious enough to be ignored. When the princes heard this news, they would be afraid and dare not have those delusional thoughts.

Feng Shuo bit the gauze in his mouth and cleaned the blood from the wound with cold water in the basin. The wound was very painful when it came into contact with water. His forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, but his hands were always very steady. Only when the wound was cleaned and the strong gold medicine was applied, the wound felt a burning pain like fire. He bit the gauze tightly, closed his eyes in pain, and a bean-sized bead of sweat fell from his forehead.

After enduring the burning pain, Feng Shuo continued to wrap the gauze around the wound with great calmness.

He didn't dare to let Jiang Yanyi see the wound. He was afraid of scaring her, just like he chose to cover it with a tattoo because he was afraid that the scar on his back caused by an axe would scare her.

She had done enough for him, and he didn't want to make her worry about everything anymore. After all, the wound was on him, and if Jiang Yanyi knew about it, it would not only make her worry more, but also the wound would not heal faster.

Feng Shuo was free for only half a day, and then he plunged into the endless official documents.

During the days when he personally led the troops to pursue the Ming Han Kingdom, Hengzhou had accumulated a basket of official documents. He and his subordinates also had disagreements on the throne. Feng Shuo wanted to defeat Minghan Kingdom in one fell swoop before ascending the throne, but various dukes and some of his staff said that the country cannot be without a monarch for a day, so let him ascend the throne first.

Feng Shuo got angry several times because of this.

Jiang Yanyi knew that Feng Shuo was busy. She hardly saw him except for dinner time every day. Sometimes he was still handling official business even at dinner time. She asked him several times about his injuries, but he just said that he was fine.

On this day, Jiang Yanyi was invited to attend the chrysanthemum viewing banquet of the nobles in Hengzhou. At the banquet, the nobles all complimented her. Compared with the past, the level of enthusiasm was completely on a different level, which made Jiang Yanyi laugh and cry.

The capital was in trouble, and it was Chu Changping and his son who rescued it. This great achievement successfully raised the status of the Chu family. When Feng Shuo ascended the throne in the future, the Chu family would be the absolute great contributor.

Jiang Yanyi was already valued by Feng Shuo, and she had a high reputation among the people. Now that her family background had risen, others no longer dared to covet her marriage with Feng Shuo. The nobles all rushed to curry favor with her. It was at this time that Jiang Yanyi heard from the nobles about the sword dance of the eldest daughter of Marquis Changning.

She knew Feng Shuo's temper very well. Feng Shuo did not mention this after he came back, probably because he did not want to bother her with such a thing.

Because she was dragged by the noble ladies to chat for a long time at the banquet, Jiang Yanyi returned to the palace a little late. When she got home, the chef of the palace had already prepared dinner.

It was rare that Feng Shuo was not busy in the study, but waited for her to come back and have dinner together in the flower hall.

Jiang Yanyi was quite surprised. After entering the flower hall, she smiled and asked Feng Shuo: "Did you finish the official documents so quickly today?"

Feng Shuo raised his head when he heard the voice. He usually wore dark robes, but today he wore a snow-blue robe for the first time. Maybe because the color of the clothes was lighter, the oppressive feeling on him seemed to be lighter, but the whole person still made people feel cold and unapproachable, like the snow on the pine needles in late winter that has not melted completely. It looks slightly cold at first, but it is bone-chilling when you touch it.

"There are still some left. Let's go back to our room after dinner."

He put down the book in his hand, motioned Jiang Yanyi to sit down, and asked, "Why are you back so late?"

Jiang Yanyi said, "Madam Xu ordered people to arrange a troupe of actors. Since the war in Hengzhou, few restaurants and inns have been open, and the troupes have moved to other places. Now that Hengzhou is stable, they have returned one after another. It's a rare opportunity to listen to an opera. The ladies of the families have no intention of leaving, so I have to bring the troupe back. I've finished listening to it."

Feng Shuo knew Jiang Yanyi's preferences very well. She would be more willing to let her read some storybooks than to listen to operas. He said immediately: "Why are you accommodating them? They should accommodate you."

Jiang Yanyi looked at Feng Shuo helplessly: "Just listen to an opera and chat with the ladies. It won't take much effort."

With her current status, if she leaves the banquet early, I'm afraid those noble ladies will be privately terrified. The opera troupe at the chrysanthemum viewing banquet sang the opera arranged by the opera troupe of Ruyi Tower. It was obviously to please her. They have done this, so she has to give them some face.

She had already sat down while talking. When she saw the dishes in front of her, Jiang Yanyi couldn't help but wonder, why were scissors, hammers, and pliers brought to the dining table?

She picked up the silver hammer and looked at it, and asked Feng Shuo with a confused look: "What are these used for?"

Feng Shuo raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Eight pieces of crab, you haven't eaten jiaotuan?"

He signaled the servants to take off the lid on the big plate, and Jiang Yanyi saw a few orange-red big crabs on the white porcelain plate.

Feng Shuo picked up the round-headed scissors at hand, cut open the hard shell on the crab legs, put the crab leg meat on Jiang Yanyi's plate, and said: "It is said that nine out of ten are female, September is suitable for eating female jiaotuan, and October is suitable for eating male jiaotuan. In the late September and early October, they are yellow, fat and creamy, and both are suitable."

Jiang Yanyi had eaten big crabs before, but he had never seen such complicated crab eating tools. There were eight kinds of tools made of pure silver on the dining table, including hammer, punch, pliers, shovel, spoon, fork, scraper, and needle. Each of them was engraved with exquisite patterns. This level of exquisiteness was not tableware at all, but simply a work of art.

The ancients called crabs "Jiantuan". Jiang Yanyi had only heard that the ancients were more particular about eating crabs than modern people in his previous life. Now he really saw it. Just looking at this luxurious tableware array, you can know how hard the ancient foodies worked for delicious food.

Even Mr. Taibai praised crabs, saying that "crab claws are golden liquid and wine mounds are Penglai". The big foodie Mr. Su Dongpo wrote a poem just to exchange for two crabs. Crabs have been highly sought after from ancient times to the present, which shows how delicious they are.

In her previous life, Jiang Yanyi was single and had no boyfriend who peeled shrimps for her. But after traveling through time, she had a fiancé who peeled crabs for her. Thinking about this, the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously. She held her cheek with one hand and smiled foolishly at Feng Shuo.

Feng Shuo changed a small silver hammer and knocked along the edge of the crab shell. After peeling the crab shell, he scooped out the crab roe with a spoon and put it in a small dish and handed it to Jiang Yanyi

. When he looked up, he saw that she was laughing like a fool. He asked in a low voice: "What are you laughing at?" Jiang Yanyi scooped up a spoonful of crab roe with a spoon and fed it to him: "Of course I'm laughing because I'm happy. You eat it too."

What a silly girl, she was so happy when he peeled a crab for her. Feng Shuo's heart softened.

She didn't feed him very often, so he leaned over and ate the crab roe she fed him. Eating

crabs during the Mid-Autumn Festival has always been the most popular activity among dignitaries. Feng Shuo had eaten it before, but because he had no sense of taste, he couldn't taste the ultimate delicacy that others said.

The crab roe was not as amazing as the literati praised it to be. It was fresh with a little saltiness. Because it was high in fat, the taste was particularly delicate, a bit like eating salted duck egg yolk, but the taste was better than salted duck egg yolk.

He smiled, as if he had solved a mystery after many years: "So this is what it tastes like."

He was very skilled at peeling crabs, so Jiang Yanyi naturally didn't think it was his first time eating crabs. Hearing his murmur, she couldn't help but lower her head and sniff the crab roe in the small dish and asked, "What does it taste like?"

Feng Shuo calmly changed the subject: "The housekeeper said this is the best crab in Yanghu, but that's all. . "

Jiang Yanyi felt that this person, who was so precious, was simply picky because he ate too many fine things. She said while chewing the crab leg meat, "I think it's delicious."

Feng Shuo continued to cut the crab leg shells for her with round-headed scissors: "The crab is cold in nature, so it's not suitable to eat too much. You can only eat two today, and you have to wait two days before eating again."

Jiang Yanyi scraped some crab roe into the bowl and mixed it with rice. Listening to his mumbling, she felt strangely sweet in her heart.

This person is a cold-faced Yan Luo in the eyes of outsiders. Who would have thought that he could be so meticulous when being nice to others?

She smiled lightly and said, "I don't need to."

Her smile was too bright, and her eyes seemed to be filled with light. For a moment, Feng Shuo felt that his eyes were almost burned by her smile.

Even though he is about to reach the pinnacle of power, Feng Shuo still dares not easily open the scars of the past that are difficult to talk about.

But he also knows that some things cannot be hidden for a lifetime. The person in front of him is so beautiful. Once she has decided on a relationship, she will treat it sincerely and have no secrets from him. On the other hand, he has been hiding it and dared not tell her about his sense of taste. Sometimes

the more people care, the more they are afraid of losing.

He was afraid that Jiang Yanyi would think that he was nice to her just because she could restore his sense of taste, and would be estranged from him from then on; he was also afraid that Jiang Yanyi would despise him for being a useless person who couldn't tell the difference between the five flavors.

Feng Shuo's eyes dimmed for a moment. He lowered his head slightly and continued to help Jiang Yanyi deal with the crabs. He pretended to be relaxed and asked in a nonchalant tone: "Ayi, if I have defects, would you mind?"

Jiang Yanyi was stunned for a moment. Defects?

She wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and said puzzledly: "What to mind? There are not so many saints in the world. Everyone has defects."

Obviously she understood it as a character defect.

Feng Shuo was silent for a long time, still without looking up, and a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's not a defect of character."

This made Jiang Yanyi a little confused. If it's not a character defect, then it can only be a physical defect.

She looked back and forth at him several times, and suddenly a horrifying thought occurred to her

- he had been hiding his injuries after returning from the war, and the injury happened to be to his waist. Could it be that he had injured his kidneys and was no longer able to move?

Otherwise, why would he have such a self-deprecating and embarrassing expression?

Jiang Yanyi's eyes widened and she stopped eating the crab roe rice. Perhaps because she had received a modern education since childhood, she pursued more spiritual compatibility in her lover. She paused for a while and calmly accepted this fact. She organized her words and said,

"Feng Shuo, we have actually talked about these issues a long time ago. Just like you once told me, one day we will all grow old, and then we will leave each other with the most unbearable appearance. Since I have decided to walk with you until that day, no matter whether you are old, sick, or disabled, as long as it is you, we will keep going."

These words were like a soft tentacles, gently touching his heart and taking root deeply.

Feng Shuo lowered his head slightly, and after a while he said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, Ayi." Even though

he was like this, Jiang Yanyi was really distressed. "You and I will get married sooner or later. Husband and wife are one body, and we should support each other throughout our lives. But Feng Shuo, you still have to see a doctor when you need to. Don't be afraid of seeing a doctor." Feng Shuo had

seen countless doctors over the years, and they all said that his sense of taste could not be restored, but now Jiang Yanyi said this , Feng Shuo still said: "Okay."

Jiang Yanyi thought about such a secret matter that could not be told to others. If outsiders knew about it, and now was a special period for discussing his ascension to the throne, he was afraid of being caught. After some consideration, he said: "I will tell the people below to be more discreet when looking for a doctor."

Feng Shuo thought that Jiang Yanyi meant to prevent the news of his injury from leaking out, and he admired her for her thoughtful consideration.

Two days later, when the famous male doctor in Hengzhou City came to his house secretly to check his pulse, Feng Shuo realized that something was wrong.