Chapter 40 Collecting Medicine
The distance between Yanxiang Mountain and Yingdu City is relatively long, and it takes at least more than two hours to come back and forth, Ye Qian was worried that he would not be able to come back before dark, so he prepared the things that he needed to bring to the mountains on the second day before going to bed. The next morning, as soon as the first rays www.biquge.info of sunlight shone in the sky, she hurriedly ran to Qu Mansion to check Zheng Jiang's pulse.
After yesterday's toss, Zheng Jiang's body, which was already old, was really unbearable, her old face became more and more haggard, lying flat on the bed, it was clearly a summer day, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead, but she was still covered with a thick quilt.
Ye Qian sat on the edge of the couch and checked the pulse, and carefully observed Zheng Jiang's description, and asked her a few words from time to time, such as 'Do you often have insomnia and dreams', 'Do you often feel dizzy', after a few inquiries, all the symptoms are indeed consistent with what Qingyin said.
After diagnosing the pulse, Ye Qian did not leave immediately but sat on the edge of the collapse, smiled and comforted Zheng Jiang and said, "Old lady, take a few medicines, and then pay more attention on weekdays, it will be no big deal." β
"Alas! When I'm older, I often have some problems, and I've long gotten used to it. Zheng Jiang looked at Ye Qian lovingly, and just at this time Song Yu walked into the house, she beckoned Song Yu to come over, helped herself sit up, and continued: "It's really troublesome, come to see my old man early in the morning." β
Don't worry? Ye Qian was stunned, glanced at Song Yu, who was sorting out the quilt for Zheng Jiang, and then remembered the lie he had told before, and laughed twice in embarrassment, "It's not troublesome." β
Song Yu was dressed in a blue robe with big sleeves today, the placket was coiled down, and the jade pendant carved Zhilan hung on the left side of the belt, and the long black and green silk hung behind him, looking particularly dashing. Seeing Ye Qian looking at him, Song Yu smiled politely, bowed slightly, and asked Zheng Jiang with concern: "Grandmother, do you feel better?" β
"It's much better, thanks to Mo Chou's medical skills."
"The old lady praised it falsely, I only know a little bit about it, where can I be considered clever." Seeing that Zheng Jiang was still looking at her lovingly, and calling for 'Mo Chou' one by one, Ye Qian became more and more ashamed, wanting to expose his lies, but he didn't know how to say it, so he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said: "Oh, by the way, if you feel that you don't have an appetite, you can ask someone to make some lotus leaf porridge." After gossiping for a while, Ye Qian got up and said, "The old lady has a good rest, I still have to go to the mountains to collect medicine, so I will leave first." β
"Okay, okay, you see that I forgot the time when I said this." Zheng Jiang smiled kindly, "However, how can you let a woman go to the mountains alone, it's too dangerous." He turned his head to look at Song Yu, who was standing quietly on the side, and instructed: "Yu'er, you go with Mo Chou, but you have to take care of people for me, if something happens, grandmother will ask if she doesn't take you." β
Song Yu nodded and smiled warmly, "Yes, the carriage is ready." β
"No need to bother!"
The two of them almost spoke in unison, and as soon as the words fell, they were both slightly stunned, Song Yu glanced at Ye Qian lightly, and immediately returned to calm, Ye Qian was a little embarrassed, and quickly explained with a slight blush: "It's okay, I often go to the mountains alone to collect medicine." β
"How can this work!" Zheng Jiang frowned and interrupted Ye Qian's words, and said with a worried expression: "We didn't know about it before, but now, how can we rest assured that you will go alone?" β
"This ......"
Song Yu saw that Ye Qian's face was embarrassed, hesitated slightly, and then answered with a light smile: "I am also idle today, so I have the right to go to the mountains to enjoy the scenery and relax, and if I don't accompany you on this experience, I am afraid that my grandmother will not be at ease." β
Ye Qian saw that he couldn't refuse, so he had to nod his head, "That'...... It's troublesome. β
Watching the two figures walk out of the room, Zheng Jiang couldn't help but smile with relief, and his old haggard face looked a little more energetic.
Sure enough, a carriage stopped at the door of Qu's house, and another slave led a horse to stand beside the carriage and waited. Song Yu went out of the door, walked straight to the iron-blue high-headed horse, after taking the reins from the slave's hand, he reached out and touched the horse's mane, looked back at Ye Qian, who was looking around while walking, his good-looking brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and reminded loudly: "Let's go now, if you hurry up, you may be able to rush back before dark!" β
"yes, okay." Ye Qian responded casually, walked to the carriage in small steps, frowned, and still did not leave the door of Yaqu. I secretly thought in my heart, if I took a carriage to get back, I would definitely not be able to come back before dark, where did the rhubarb go? Without him, Xiaobai can't control it! But when she left Yaqu, Rhubarb was still sleeping soundly, wouldn't she have woken up yet? Stinky rhubarb, how can you talk and not count!
Just when Ye Qian was complaining angrily in his heart, a pure white horse rushed out from the elegant vermilion gate, and rushed towards the direction where Song Yu and Ye Qian were with cheerful steps. If you look closely, there is a brown and yellow tabby cat squatting on the horseback.
"Little leaf, this god is here! Meowβ"
A horse that ran wildly, and a big fat cat that meowed, the vision was really eye-popping, but Song Yu was quite calm, turned around, blocked Ye Qian behind him, frowned slightly, and looked like he was waiting for battle. The jujube red horse pulling the cart was so frightened by the white horse that it began to spin in place like a headless fly, and the coachman desperately pulled the reins to fight against it, and the scene was really chaotic.
Ye Qian was naturally not afraid, and waved his hand excitedly in response to Chenghuang, "Rhubarb!" Xiaobai! β
The white steed held its head high, and when it passed by Song Yu's side, it suddenly neighed, bent, and stopped in front of Ye Qian, and stretched out its head to Ye Qian coquettishly.
Ye Qianying smiled, the pear vortex sank slightly, stretched out his hand gently, and skillfully stroked the white horse, "Little white good!" Pulling the reins, he looked at Song Yu, who was slightly stunned, "Let's ride a horse, we can be faster." β
"You can ride a horse?"
Ye Qian blinked and asked rhetorically, "This, isn't it strange?" β
"No, just some surprises."
"Oh." Ye Qian nodded, didn't think much about it, stepped on the stirrup and turned over lightly on the horse, and patted Cheng Huang's round head sitting in front of her happily, "Let's go!" Chenghuang tilted his head and leaned on Ye Qian's arms, and meowed lazily, and the white horse walked towards the gate of Yingdu City with elegant steps.
The coachman finally quieted down the jujube red horse, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and before he could come back to his senses, he glanced at Ye Qian, who had already walked a distance, and turned his head to look at Song Yu at a loss, "Little gentleman, look at this ......"
Looking at the thin back in front of him, a light smile of unknown meaning on the corner of Song Yu's mouth was fleeting, "The carriage is gone, you go back first!" With that, he flicked the hem of his clothes, turned over his horse, and chased Ye Qian.
In the early morning of the mountains and forests, the faint mist has not yet been completely dispersed, and from a distance, it looks like a light veil dancing by a goddess, and it looks like a poetic mirage. The morning sun softly sprinkled among the trees and green grass, and the crisp birdsong from time to time made the valley more and more quiet. The hillside is full of grass, clusters of unknown wildflowers bloom lively, and the sun shines with colorful brilliance.
The road up the mountain was not convenient for riding, so Song Yu tied the two horses to the grass at the bottom of the mountain, and then carried a bamboo basket to accompany Ye Qian up the mountain. Chenghuang was too lazy to climb the mountain, and because his mana had recovered well now, he didn't have to leave Ye Qian an inch, so he set up an enchantment in the mountain, and then he lay leisurely and comfortably on the boulder to bask in the sun and sleep lazy.
Ye Qian searched around for the herb she was looking for, so focused that she completely ignored the fact that there was still a person with her. Song Yu didn't mind, silently followed behind Ye Qian, and handed over the bamboo basket in time when she picked up the herbs.
Concentrate on one thing, and time will naturally pass quickly. More than an hour later, the sunlight pierced the clouds, like a golden thread, criss-crossed, the whole mountain was completely exposed to the scorching sun, Ye Qian was also tired and hot, straightened his waist, gently wiped the thin sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, turned his head to look at Song Yu, who had been following her, his clothes were neat and tidy, and he was still as young as jade, carrying an ugly bamboo basket but he could still be handsome and chic, and sure enough, good-looking people were good-looking! Looking down at myself again, there are grass stalks on the long skirt, and there are some borage and crane lice, and the gap is really too big! Ye Qian lowered his head and sighed, pointed to a big stone under the tree not far away, and said, "Tired, right?" Let's go sit over there for a while. Without waiting for Song Yu to respond, she took the lead and walked over, sat on the stone, and began to knock on her shoulders and rub her legs.
Looking at Ye Qian's unruly appearance, Song Yu frowned slightly, walked over, leaned over and put the bamboo basket next to Ye Qian's legs, and walked to the stone hidden in the weeds on the other side, just about to clean up the weeds, he heard Ye Qian shout, "Don't move!" β
Song Yu was stunned, turned his head to look at Ye Qian, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, until when he caught the fleeting sly smile in her eyes, his gentle and elegant face finally couldn't hold back, looked directly at Ye Qian, and said angrily: "What do you want!" "Coming out of Yingdu City, she seems to be deliberately looking for him to be unhappy.
"What am I going to do?" Ye Qianchang let out a long sigh and said innocently: "I really don't know the hearts of good people!" Pointing to the weed that Song Yu was about to touch, he explained: "It's a scorpion grass, and the stinging feathers on its stems and leaves are poisonous, and once a person touches it, it hurts like a bee sting." β
Song Yu glanced at the ordinary weeds, and then looked at Ye Qian, with a puzzled expression, obviously not believing her words.
Ye Qian naturally saw it clearly, and said indifferently: "I don't believe it...... Then you can try it! He continued to rub and retreat, and said casually: "People in the mountains sometimes call Tian Qi scorpion grass, but the two are very different, Tian Qi is a good medicine for heart disease, but scorpion grass can cure snake venom. β
"What are you talking to me about?" Song Yu's eyes showed admiration, but his mouth was not convinced.
Ye Qian didn't mind, shook his head with a slight smile, and sighed: "What a twisted child!" After a little hesitation, as if remembering something, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she whispered, "Count, my brother should be this age this year." "She was thrown into the mountains when she was six years old, and she also added a new younger brother that year, and now she should indeed be the same age as Song Yu, for such a moment in a trance, Ye Qian even felt that her younger brother should be as handsome as the young man in front of him now!
The memory flashed, fleeting, Ye Qian was silent for a moment, shook his head, bent down and moved the bamboo basket on the side of his leg to the other side, raised his eyes, and asked Song Yudao, "Do you want to come and sit?" β
Ye Qian said so, if he shirked it again, it would seem that he was too hypocritical, Song Yu hesitated for a moment, strode over, sat in the empty space on Ye Qian's side, and was silent.
The breeze brings a few wisps of flowers, and the green grass and wildflowers dance with the breeze. Ye Qian took off the borage on the long skirt little by little, glanced at Song Yu, who was sitting beside her, with a straight waist and slightly red ears, and was obviously a little nervous, and couldn't help laughing, "You don't think I'm deliberately embarrassing you, right?" β
Song Yu pursed her lips slightly, looked into the distance, and did not speak.
"yes, I did mean it!" Ye Qian smiled secretly and continued.
As soon as he heard this, Song Yu turned his head and looked at Ye Qian, showing a somewhat surprised look, but still didn't speak.
"Actually, you don't want to see me, and you don't want to accompany me to collect medicine, but you can't help it, I saved your grandmother, and you are a gentleman and a gentleman, and you are very filial and obedient, so you have endured it for a long time, right? I just want to see when exactly you get angry? The corners of his lips raised slightly, and Ye Qian smiled and said, "I remember when I first saw you, it wasn't like this...... Am I mistaken? β
Hearing this, Song Yu hooked the corners of her lips slightly and sneered, "I've endured it for a long time." β
"Oh-" Ye Qian deliberately lengthened his voice, and asked again: "So, don't you feel tired if you continue to pretend like this?" β
Song Yu rarely saw an impatient expression on his gentle and elegant delicate face, frowned, and said coldly: "I don't want to owe others." β
"Not everyone who helps you is going to get something in return." With a faint tone, warm as a spring breeze, Ye Qian stood up, picked up the bamboo basket, and sighed, "I want to be what others expect, and gradually, it is easy to forget what my original self was like." β
Song Yu was stunned, squinted his eyes slightly, and muttered, "You are only one year older than me, how can you talk so old-fashioned." β
"I'm ......" The words had just come out, Ye Qian suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him, and the whole world was spinning, he staggered back a few steps, and fell heavily on the boulder.
"Don't worry!"
Song Yu's voice was clearly in his ears, but Ye Qian felt that the voice seemed to come from a distant sky, ethereal, his headache was about to crack, and his soul seemed to be being stripped away from his body piece by piece. In the darkness, she seemed to hear the sound of weapons colliding and roaring and fighting, and in the dim she caught a glimpse of human figures, who surrounded her, as if they were dancing a dance from ancient times, and as if they were opening some kind of mysterious magic circle.
After a long time, Ye Qian's consciousness recovered, and he slowly opened his eyes, his face was pale and tired. Frowning, she tried to remember, but she didn't remember at all what she had seen when she was unconscious.
"How's it going?" As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Song Yu looking at her anxiously and worriedly, Ye Qian smiled reluctantly, "It's just heat stroke, it's okay." β
"Heat stroke?" Song Yu slowly breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm really going to be scared to death by you!" β
"The sun is a little scorching, I may not have been out at noon for a long time" suddenly paused, and asked him, "You don't think I pretended on purpose, do you?" β
"You ......" Song Yu changed color almost instantly, and forced to suppress his anger, if it weren't for her illness at this moment, he would definitely throw her in the mountains without hesitation.
"Angry?" Ye Qian shook the bamboo basket and smiled, "Beware of hurting your body, haha!" Almost enough herbs to pick, go back! β