Bu Xihuan looked at Twilight, she had just recovered from a serious illness, her face was a little pale, the lamp was shining, she was thin and fleshless, and the cuts on her forehead that were more than two inches long were almost bigger than her little face.

She was half-up, the lamp and candle beside the couch were warm, and her shoulders were as thin as paper. The west wind outside the window was cold, adding to the thinness.

I didn't see him for three months, so she tossed herself into this appearance and told him hello.

Bu Xi laughed happily, lowered his head and adjusted the soup in the bowl, and a silhouette fell from the bottom of his eyes, which was obscure, and he only hummed lightly, and said: "Well, my brain is turning fast, and I have the strength to get up as soon as I wake up, and I think it's good to be sick." ”

He spoke lazily, Twilight was slightly stunned, and said, "You're not in a good mood." ”

Bu Xihuan raised his eyes lightly, shouldn't he be in a bad mood?

Looking at the clear look in her eyes, knowing that she had the ability to observe words and colors, he still suddenly laughed, scooped up a spoonful of decoction and tasted it, and said casually when he handed it over: "No, it's very good." Let's drink the medicine first. ”

Excellent?

"Is it good to smile and not smile? Is there something wrong with my professional abilities, or is there something wrong with your understanding of the situation? Of course, it cannot be ruled out that she has just woken up and is dizzy, which affects her observation and judgment.

Bu Xihuan didn't say anything, only smiled more, and the bottom of his eyes was a little cool. He took back the cold spoon, remixed the soup in the bowl, and tasted it before handing it over.

Twilight didn't look at the potion, but only at him, and asked, "This is the General's Mansion, how long have I been asleep?" I cut my forehead in the dungeon, the mask should have been torn, and Yuan Xiu should have seen through my identity. He placed me in the General's Mansion, and he won't send someone to guard it, you are here, and the one who guards the door is the Moon Kill? Whose soldier are you disguised as? It's better to change into a clean shirt, otherwise it will be easy to be seen ......"

"Alas!" Before she finished speaking, she suddenly sighed.

Bu Xihuan didn't know when to take the decoction back, holding the jade bowl in one hand, reaching over with the other, and gently poked her forehead, as if scolding, as if helpless, sighed: "Rest, just woke up!" ”

The fingertips touched by the forehead were warm, and a slight knock was painful. Twilight Qing calmed down, saw Bu Xihuan get up from the front of the bed, and said, "The medicine is cold." ”

He went to the window, opened the window and handed out the medicine bowl, stretched out his hands outside the window, and said with a smile: "The medicine is hot, ask the kitchen to send some porridge and vegetables." ”

The man holding the medicine outside the window did not speak, but took the medicine and went.

Bu Xihuan came back and sat next to the couch and took Twilight's hand. He had this habit in Bianhe, and liked to hold her hand, and Twilight wanted to pull it out, but before she could move, he saw him flip her hand over, and his jade-like fingers were on her wrist.

"Will you take the pulse?" Twilight was a little surprised, and a little confused. When she was sick, she seemed to have a dream, and she dreamed that her father was taking her pulse, and she didn't remember what she said in the dream, and she was a little unsure whether she had really dreamed of it, but at this time, she was taken by Bu Xihuan, and there was some familiarity in her heart.

"I'll have a lot of things to do, and you'll know about them later." Bu Xihuan didn't raise her eyes, her eyes fell on her palm, although her attitude was light, the usual laziness was restrained.

Twilight Qing saw that he was half-bowing his head, and his eyebrows were quiet and bright, like the warm jade condensed in the years. Those words sounded ordinary, but they felt inexplicably deep. After a while, he took the pulse, pulled down her sleeve and covered it, and said: "In November, the northwest will enter winter, winter is the most nourishing, these days don't blow the cold wind, rest this winter to your body to avoid the root of the disease." ”

She hadn't had a good rest since her father went. When he was in Bianhe City, he worked hard for the matter of finding the murderer, and then marched thousands of miles, the grassland was drenched in rain and overheated, Shangyu Village was stabbed and scraped, and the enemy camp fought hard without resting at the border pass, and the underground palace was in danger. For several months, non-stop, the wind and cold infected by the previous injuries were not healed at all, and the cold in the underground palace was stimulated by the dark river water, and the disease was menacing. She said that she should rest for a winter, otherwise she would be cold in the future.

The way of health preservation, Bu Xihuan said it very commonly, as if he had been a gentleman for many years, pampered all day long, so idle that he had nothing to do, and even learned medical skills. In ancient times, there were three teachings and nine streams, and medical skills did not enter the way of the nine streams, and they were not required to be learned by emperors. There are imperial doctors in the court, there are langzhong in the people, and there are divine doctors in the rivers and lakes, so why do you need the emperor's respect to learn medical skills?

Bu Xihuan entered the palace at the age of six, what kind of life did he live in the palace, and he needed to learn this?

Twilight Qing was a little distracted, her palm was pinched twice before she came back to her senses, and when she looked down, Bu Xihuan was putting her hand in her palm and measuring it, her palm was a little itchy, and she was a little stunned.

Her hands are always stained with carrion gas during autopsy, and even if she steam and wash it with medicinal soup afterwards to get rid of the corpse gas, some people will still avoid it. When their father and daughter went to the market to buy a household in Gushui County, they never touched the things they didn't like, and if they didn't buy them, the store would be unlucky. Only she cared about these hands that could perform autopsies and comfort the dead, and she had never been measured like this.

Bu Xihuan's hands are quite handsome, the bright moon pearl is darkly plated, pinched and stroked slowly, and her casual behavior is a noble demeanor, and although her hands are like onions and jade, they are just natural that do not need to be carved and maintained at this age, and his pearl and jade elegance cannot be compared.

She was about to withdraw her hand when there was a light knock on the windowsill.

Bu Xihuan got up and walked over, opened the window and brought in a food box, the food box was opened, and the porridge and vegetarian buns were all light food. Bu Xihuan came back with the clear porridge, gently adjusting it like a soup medicine, the moon shadow outside the window was hazy, and the candle shadow porridge in the house was fragrant, quiet like a dream.

"I'll do it myself." However, some people don't understand the amorous feelings, and as soon as they make a sound, their dreams are shattered.

Bu Xihuan raised his eyes, smiled angrily, saw Twilight Qing reach over to take it, sighed again, avoided the bowl with a bowl, and said in a lazy voice: "The bowl is hot." ”

Twilight Qing's hand paused, Bu Xihuan lowered her head and continued to adjust the bowl of porridge, ignoring her, and Yu Guang saw her take her hand back.

Twilight Qing was a little embarrassed rarely, this person was supposed to be in Jiangnan, but he came to the northwest and took care of her, but he was angry, angry, but he didn't say anything, but he showed a little helplessness. Why is it so contradictory and complicated?

After waiting for a long time, the porridge in Bu Xihuan's hand was adjusted, and he really stretched out his hand and handed it to her. Twilight took it, saw Bu Xihuan get up and went to the table to take a dish, took a few side dishes, and sat back on the couch.

Twilight Qing looked at it, she just wanted to drink porridge by herself because she didn't like to be served, she liked to come by herself when she could do what she could, but she also didn't like hypocrisy. Since she woke up, she took care of her in every way, and she received this heart. Therefore, she didn't say anything more, put the chopsticks and side dishes into the bowl, and lowered her head to drink the porridge.

I haven't eaten for a few days, and even the porridge feels extra sweet.

Twilight Qing ate the porridge, but didn't see the smile that grew in Bu Xihuan's eyes, only swallowed the porridge, and asked, "You came to the northwest because Yuan Xiu was missing?" ”

That's all she can think of.

The northwest is a border pass, and the emperor can't just come and go, so Yuan Xiu's disappearance is a good excuse. In recent years, the government has been controlled by the Yuan Party, and Bu Xihuan has the heart to take back the imperial power, but he has to be afraid of the Yuan Party's forces. Since ancient times, emperors have been taboo to lead troops, Yuan Xiu is the son of the Yuan family, the Northwest Army is equivalent to the Yuan Army, if you want to recover the imperial power in the court, you need to appease this Daxing first brave army. Yuan Xiu guarded the border pass, did not return to Beijing for ten years, Bu Xihuan Xu was not sure of his mind, although there were Wei Zhuozhi and Yue Kill in the army, but no matter how much Ren Mi played the military report, it was better for him to see it with his own eyes.

If Yuan Xiu dies, the Yuan family loses his son-in-law, and then sends someone to command the Northwest Army, in the end, it is not as good as Yuan Xiu, a foreign army that does not return to the heart, and the threat is not as good as before. If Yuan Xiu is fine, the emperor will personally go to the army to supervise and search, and he will be regarded as having done enough work with the Yuan family in terms of face. Moreover, the impression of the officers and men of the Northwest Army on the emperor can also be slightly improved.

Why not?

"Oh?" Bu Xihuan heard this, but lazily raised her eyebrows, holding the dishes in one hand and supporting her chin in the other, she responded angrily, and the good mood that had just been born because of her willingness to appreciate it was suddenly broken up by these words.

Twilight was stunned and looked up at him, "Isn't that right?" ”

Did she deduce it wrong?

"You have been in the army for a few months, how about looking at Yuan Xiu?" Bu Xihuan did not answer the rhetorical question.

"Not bad." Twilight said truthfully, "The iron horse hisses, the silver spear dances, and the desert shakes the Hulu." Yuanmen Xing, Jin Jia Dang, ten years of border heroes. I grew up listening to two folk nursery rhymes since I was a child, and there are many inconsistencies with yours, and he lives up to his name. Although Yuan Xiu is the son of the Yuan family, his heart is not in the court at the border, this person is frank, and the hero should be like this. ”

Since Bu Xihuan asked, Twilight Qing told the truth that she knew that he was afraid of the Yuan family, but as an emperor, he should put aside personal grievances when looking at the talents of the country. In her opinion, Yuan Xiu and the Yuan family may not be the same, this person is dedicated to the country, and should not be sacrificed because of the contradiction between the imperial power and the Yuan family. If he does not guard the northwest border pass, it will be difficult for Daxing to ask for a god of war to deter Wuhu, and it will be difficult for the people in the northwest to be at peace. As an emperor, Bu Xihuan should take care of the people of the northwest.

"I know how Yuan Xiu behaves. What I'm asking is, what do you think of him? Bu Xihuan propped her chin and looked at Twilight, her eyes so deep that she didn't understand.

Twilight was stunned for a moment, pondered the question, and asked, "Is this different from the question just now?" ”

Wasn't he just asking her how she looked at Yuan Xiu? She's already answered!

Twilight was a little inexplicable, and Bu Xi looked at her for a moment, then lowered her head, laughing low.

Twilight Qing frowned, not knowing what he was laughing at, but when she talked about Yuan Xiu, she remembered what she hadn't finished when she woke up, and said, "You'd better change into a clean shirt, otherwise it's easy to be suspicious when you are seen." Since you are in the general's mansion, you should be a personal soldier pretending to be Yuan Xiu, after Yuan Xiu disappeared, his personal soldiers went to the underground palace to look for him, and you will not be suspicious when you return to the mansion in the dust, but if you are found here, it will make people suspicious. I was recuperating in the house, and even if Yuan Xiu sent someone to deliver medicine and food, it was impossible for him to send a personal soldier who had just returned from the underground palace. He treats his generals like siblings, you have just come back from the underground palace, with Yuan Xiu's temperament, he will definitely let you go to rest, and will not let you even have time to change your clothes to deliver medicine and food. ”

She analyzed a lot, but Bu Xihuan only hummed, and when she saw that she had finished eating, she put the dishes back on the table, and when she turned around, she said: "I also think I want to change, you should also change, why don't you go together?" ”