Zimu River to Jialan Pass, 500 miles of road for five days.

Yuan Xiu could have returned to the customs first, leaving Zhao Liangyi behind him to escort Du Qing and Meng San to go slowly, but he insisted on returning to the customs with the two. The two of them were injured, the dark river water was cold, and they were all hot on the way, fortunately, the Northwest Army fought all the year round, and the military doctor was quite experienced, and it was difficult to transport medicinal materials with the army in his spare time.

The military doctor wanted to take the pulse for Duqing on the way, but Yuan Xiu only said, "The medicinal materials are not brought with the army, and there is no way to prescribe a prescription after taking the pulse, just fry the medicine bag and decoction!" And he shirked it. On the way, the medicine was decocted, Meng San's fever was more serious, and he didn't get better, and the fever subsided in two days, but he was very weak, woke up and fell asleep, so he went all the way back to Guancheng.

The emperor drove in Shiguan City, and the General's Mansion was in Jialan Guancheng. Yuan Xiu first went back to the mansion to bathe and change clothes, sent Meng San to the medical tent to be treated by Wu Lao himself, and settled Duqing in the general's mansion.

Or the last time Du Qing lived in the guest room, Yuan Xiu evacuated people, leaving only Yue Kill outside the room, and said before leaving: "It's almost noon, I'm going to face the saint, I can go back to the house as soon as the evening, and you have to work harder today." I have instructed her to recuperate in the house without disturbing her, and if medicine and food are brought from the kitchen, you can bring them into the house, and do not let others come near her. ”

Moon Kill knew her identity, and he was her personal commander, even though he was a man, he could only guard the door. There are no women in the army, even his general's mansion has no maids, and his daily residence is taken care of by his own soldiers, although those bastards are more careful than the rough men in the army, but they are also men, and it is not suitable to enter the house to take care of her, in case her identity is recognized, according to the law of the court, she will not only be punished for the crime of filthy chaos in the army, but also the felony of bullying the king.

Right now, the emperor is in the army, but he is resting in Shiguan City! Shiguan City is guarded by the new army, and her lieutenant general's barracks are in Shiguan City! He placed her in his mansion, and he also had the intention of letting her avoid the Holy Driver.

Holy Driver, it's better that she's still gone.

The moon kill should be ordered, and there is no opinion, but it is still the same cold face.

Since Yuan Xiu broke the identity of Dusk Qing in the Round Palace, Moon Kill has lost respect for him, Yuan Xiu knows his thoughts, and leaves the courtyard without saying much to him.

Yuan Xiu went back to the room to bathe and change clothes, and when he got dressed and walked out of the door, it was almost noon. Under the porch of the man's hand, wearing a red robe and silver armor, black hair and snow crown, the sun is scorching, the silver armor is empty, and his eyebrows are as cold as frost, and he asked, "How is Yuan Rui's injury?" ”

Zhao Liangyi waited outside and said, "The poisoning is very deep!" The military doctor applied needles to seal the pulse, and General Lu was sending someone back in a hurry. ”

When the military order was sent to the underground palace, Yuan Rui got out of the underground palace and was bitten by a poisonous insect in the corridor, rolled down the dark passage, and injured his waist bone. It had taken half a day for the Qingzhou army to cut down wood and carry him out of the underground palace, and he was deeply poisoned by that time. The poisonous insect is not like a desert thing, the poison is quite difficult to solve, the military doctor can only apply a needle to seal Yuan Rui's vein, Lu Da sent someone to lead the Qingzhou army general Wu Zheng to send him back in a hurry, probably tomorrow morning to return to the customs.

"Let's go to Shiguan City first!" Yuan Xiu's face was calm, and he strode down the stone steps.

"Are you really going? There are still arrow wounds on your body, why don't you let Wu Lao come to the mansion to show you first, or simply call the wounds in the mansion to raise, and the holy driver designates to come to the mansion to see you, and you are still needed? Zhao Liangyi followed behind.

"What do you say?" Yuan Xiu frowned and stopped, and said, "If I am seriously injured and can't get out of bed, I will raise it in the house, and now I can move freely, and it is not my husband's job to pretend to be sick!" ”

He knew that the army had complained about the absurd behavior of the saint over the years, but the holy car was a holy car in the end, and he should not be neglected. He was already a slow march to take care of Meng San and her injuries along the way, and if he said that he was sick and didn't see the driver, he would inevitably hurt his face. The officers and men in the army all looked at it, and as the commander-in-chief, he could not set this example.

"General Yingrui injured his forehead and recuperated without driving, and you are too solid-eyed!" Zhao Liangyi disagreed, smiled helplessly, and only looked a little strange.

Speaking of Ying Rui's illness, he has opened his eyes along the way, that kid's brain is like a god, why can't he afford to get sick with a little flesh injury? This body is too weak.

"Yingrui's flesh injury is not serious, she hurts her heart. Being able to get out of the underground palace this time is all due to her, she is exhausted, and she wants to rest for a few days. Yuan Xiu's face sank a little.

"Huh?" Zhao Liangyi opened his mouth, the general of the underground palace had never said anything all the way, at that time by the Zimu River, he saw that General Yingrui and Meng San were injured, and thought that the general had rescued them, and it had been a long time, hadn't it?

"That's it! I'll talk about it when I come back, and I'll go see the driver. Yuan Xiu walked out as he spoke, stopped after taking two steps, turned around and instructed, "Don't say anything more!" Now that the emperor is in the army, if it is transmitted to the ears of the saint, he will think that Yingrui is pretending to be sick and avoiding driving. ”

She received the decree a few days ago, and the emperor came to the army, and she should have gone with him to thank her, but now she is sick, which is an excuse. It was only in this matter that he was glad that she was still sick.

"Hey, got it!" Zhao Liangyi scratched his head, answered the call and followed Yuan Xiu out of the General's Mansion.

The war horse was already outside the house, Yuan Xiu got on the horse, and rode the horse to Shiguan City.

Twilight had a long dream.

She dreamed of the south of the Yangtze River, the blue sky and spring water, and the wind and thin willow branches. The smoke and rain washed the green tiles, she lay on the couch, looking out the window for the drizzle, the fragrance of medicine curled into the windowsill with the wind, and her father entered the house with the medicine bowl.

The medicine was hot, and my father put it on the table, came to the couch to check her pulse, and sighed for a long time.

That breath sighed long, longer than the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and seemed to have a lot to say.

She frowned slightly, her body was weak, and she couldn't remember when she was sick for a while, so menacing, but when she saw her father working for her, she always had to comfort her. She said: "Dad, don't sigh, Yi Lao." ”

Daddy's hand probing her wrist paused slightly, and then laughed. The laughter was not like joy, but like she was angry.

She thought, but she just said the wrong thing? She doesn't want her father to work hard for her, spring is not easy for the old and easy to get old, this spring in the south of the Yangtze River, she wants to accompany her father every year. It's just that she is not good at words, so she can't listen to what she says, so her father misunderstood.

Dad was rarely angry with her, and one year in her memory, there was a murder in a village outside the city, and after her autopsy, she concluded that it was a thief who entered the house in the middle of the night and was found and killed in a panic. The villager lived in front of the mountain, and she found the footprints of the thief from behind the house, and concluded that the man had fled into the mountain. After searching for most of the day, when she found footprints on a dirt floor and crouched down to investigate, the thief suddenly attacked from behind her, and the knife almost injured her. After her father learned about this, he was angry with her for the first time, and said to her: "The work is the autopsy, and the arrest of the murderer is a quick arrest, and the daughter's family must not do such a dangerous thing again!" ”

But most of the arresters in Gushui County are rough people who know a little kung fu, and it is okay to arrest the murderer and take people, and they can't be counted on to investigate the case carefully. She knew that her father was worried, but it was difficult to respond. She is a lowly person, she makes more efforts and solves more cases, so that the county will be kinder to her father, and her father's life in the county government will be better.

"In the future, only the autopsy will be conducted, and the case will not be investigated." She didn't know how to coax her father to dissipate her anger, but she remembered that he didn't want her to investigate the case, and this might make him feel more relieved.

"Oh?" Dad didn't seem to believe it, smiled in his voice, a little lazy, and asked, "Can you do it?" ”

Can't do it......

That's what she wants in her life, how can she do it?

But otherwise, how to comfort Dad?

She frowned and thought carefully, only to feel a little pain in her head, thinking about it, and finally remembering that her father had a wish, and said, "That...... What is the temperament of the grandson of the old Wang bookkeeper family and the son of the Wu blacksmith family, my father said let's hear it. ”

She is married, and what her father is most concerned about is her marriage. But her marriage is hard to find, with the popular customs of Daxing, who dares to marry a woman? Not to mention that her mother is an official slave, and the fortune teller criticized her for being lonely.

Dad was heartbroken about her marriage, and it was quite difficult to find a good family, so she had to find the one who was in trouble in the family, the family style and the integrity of the children in the family. Wang's account room is the old account room of Qi Yuanwai's family, and the original wife of Qi Yuanwai is deceased, and a steproom was filled in a year ago. As soon as the new lady married into the house, she wanted her cousin to find an errand in the accounting room, so she made a mistake and planted the blame on the king's accounting office, and drove him out of the palace by sending some silver taels on the grounds of his old age. Wang Lao's account room was fierce, and he went to the yamen in a rage, and the new lady bought the magistrate with the silver, sentenced him to a false accusation, and beat him for twenty years. The king's account room is old, twenty boards is enough to give him half a life, his son and daughter-in-law go early, and it is not easy to pull the young grandson to grow up alone. Dad was soft-hearted and pleaded with the magistrate, and the magistrate could use his father, so he sold him a face, exempted the board of the king's account room, and let the officials throw people out. Wang was very grateful to his father for this, and the two often walked around, and when his father saw his grandson, he moved the idea of getting married.

She didn't know what the situation was in Wu's blacksmith's house, but she only knew that the king's account room was at home, and her father often talked about it in front of her. Since I made my father angry today, I might as well ask.

Dad didn't say anything for a long time, which made her wonder for a long time.

Today's dad is a little weird, she has a terrible headache and fatigue, her eyelids are so heavy that she can't open them, she can't remember what is strange for a while, she just waited for a long time, and heard her father ask: "The grandson of the bookkeeper, the son of the blacksmith, will you look at it?" ”

Don't you look at it, isn't it good for your father? That's a strange question.

She felt strange in her heart, and her father asked again: "What kind of men do you like?" ”

She?

She didn't know.

Emotional matters, she never thought about it. In her previous life, her parents died early, she sent people under the fence, in order to live independently as soon as possible, her days have been revolving around the research room, the dissection room and the crime scene, seeing the bones more than seeing friends, how can she have the time and energy to talk about feelings?

"I don't know." She replied frankly, "I have only seen male corpses in appearance, and I have only studied male prisoners in temperament." ”

Man? This is an area that she has not studied.

"Five-foot-six-inch to five-foot-eight inches body, well-proportioned muscles and bones, and uniform hair...... Beautiful male corpse. Temperament...... Compared to perverted offenders, ordinary is good. In the field she knew, she could only give an answer to this kind of appearance and temperament.

Dad didn't say anything for a long time.

The room was quiet, she waited, but her father didn't answer.

She had a splitting headache, her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't open them, and she gradually fell asleep.

I don't know how long, she smelled the fragrance of medicine, heard the soft sound of jade, someone helped her up, she leaned on the person, as if leaning in a cloud, dreaming of Yaotai and not seeing anyone, only smelling the fragrance of medicine and flowers.

Father?

No!

Who?

She wanted to look at the man, but she couldn't open it, drank the medicine, and fell asleep again.

In her dream, it was the cloud again, she had been melting into the cloud, when she was hot, the cloud was cold, cold like the heavenly Yao Pond, and when she was cold, the cloud was warm, warm as a mountain spring on the ground. She stayed in the spring of Nayao Pond in turn, until she felt neither hot nor cold.

When she smelled the fragrance again, her head no longer hurt, and her consciousness was clearer. Someone helped her up, and before she could fall into the cloud, Twilight opened her eyes.

She saw a jade bowl with a decoction, the hand holding the jade bowl was moister than jade, and one sleeve was as warm and white as a pear flower at night, soaked in spring water. Twilight was slightly stunned, looking at the person along the sleeve, seeing people as if in the shadow of the lamp, eyebrows like the moon full in the west building reflected in the spring scene in a river of smoke and water, picturesque and illusory. The man looked at her, raised his eyebrows lightly, smiled lazily, graceful and noble, but lazy so lazy that he reminded people of the beauty who rested on the pear cloud couch in the summer afternoon, and longed to sleep for a spring and autumn.

Expressionless, Twilight pushed the man away, collapsed, closed her eyes, and went back to sleep.

Dreaming.

How can you dream of Bu Xihuan?

But the moment I closed my eyes, some of the images came back to mind like a rewind.

The room, inside and outside the two rooms, beds, round tables, copper basins, clothes hanging, no screens, no Chinese tents, no framed paintings, no vases, simple furnishings. The top of the bed is carved with wild goose bats, and there is a sword stand under the window! She has an impression of the furnishings in this room - the room of the General's Mansion!

Men's clothes, green robes and pears and white sleeves - the uniform of the pro-soldiers in the army!

There were some fine grains of sand at the cuff belt - I had come back from the desert and my clothes had not been changed.

There was a dark red wipe on the outside of the boot - from scratching while walking.

There was a damp and fishy smell on his body, and this smell was familiar—from the snake!

This person has been to the underground palace of the Emperor of Siam and has been to the snake cave! The blood stains on his boots indicate that there were dead people on the ground when he went down to the underground palace, and it was likely that they were soldiers of the Northwest Army. The fire in the front hall of the underground palace will be burned out, the sand will be exhausted, and the underground palace will be revealed, and Lu Da will definitely lead people to find them. The front hall burned down, the stone door of Yongdao was closed, and if you wanted to enter, you had to break the door by force. With the wisdom of the Emperor of Siam, he would definitely think of the situation of forcibly breaking the door, and he would definitely lay out a killing move. Many soldiers of the Northwest Army died, and this man went down later, and blood was rubbed on his boots.

Bu Xihuan likes rosin, and his clothes are often smoked with this incense, but this person's clothes are not - no! If he had disguised himself as a soldier in the army, he would not have smoked the rosin.

This person's hands are moister than jade, and he is pampered and well maintained, so he must not be a pro-soldier in the army!

His smile was lazy and dignified, and the left side of his lips was always darker when he smiled. A person's bearing can be imitated, but the unique demeanor is difficult to imitate!

Twilight opened her eyes and glanced over at the people sitting in the room and on the edge of the bed, her brow furrowed.

"Bu Xihuan?" She was a little incredulous, "You didn't go to the palace, you came to the northwest, went to the desert, entered the underground palace, and went down to the snake cave?" ”――

Off topic -

Yesterday it was a little late.,This chapter is yesterday.,There's still today.。

Yesterday, I saw a girl say, don't be in a coma to see Your Majesty, there is no interaction with the gods, haha, there can be interaction in a coma!

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