Chapter Eighty-Four: Careful Care
The vegetables were sandwiched into the porridge, and she sat beside the couch, just like that night in the northwest.
Twilight carried the barrel and the copper basin to the outhouse, cleaned the table, put the porridge and vegetables on it, and saw that Moon Shadow had not returned, so she took a robe from the hanger. He only slept yesterday evening, after three days of pranayama, his strength had been exhausted, and if she hadn't moved him today, he was afraid that he would have to sleep for a few days, and when he woke up, he was naturally still weak. Twilight helped Bu Xihuan to get up, helped him put on his robe for the time being, and took a soft pillow for him to lean on, and then brought the porridge and side dishes.
"It smells so good." Bu Xihuan looked at the porridge and smiled.
When she returned to the house, Twilight carried a tray, a bowl of white porridge, and two plates of vegetarian vegetables, and the porridge was steaming hot, blurring her face. She didn't wear a dress, but she took off her mask, and the way she walked slowly from the door to the couch made him a little startled.
The porridge was cooked, but it was still hot, and Twilight took out the bowl and put it aside to cool, and found two mild winter vegetables in the kitchen and fried them in the pot.
Twilight glanced at Bu Xihuan's weak smile and turned to go out.
He didn't speak, just looked at her, staring so deeply, it took a long time to slowly let go of her hand, his voice was hoarse, but there was a consistent smile on his face, "Okay." β
"I have something to say, and when you have something to eat, you will talk about it when you have the strength." She was able to break free, but she didn't move, she just said so.
"Qingqing." He called out to her, and did not let go of his hand, which was much smaller than the moment when she was held by him when she first approached the couch to see him, but it seemed that the sea was deeper than the stone.
"Let's eat something when I wake up, I boiled porridge in the stove room, go and see." Twilight Qing pulled the brocade quilt over and covered it for Bu Xihuan, and was about to get up.
But seeing that he didn't want to wake up, she didn't say anything, fed him medicine, helped him wipe his body, and thought that he could endure it for a long time, so soon he couldn't bear it.
Twilight naturally knew that he woke up when she helped him up to drink the medicine, it should have been when she moved him, at first she didn't notice, after sending Moon Shadow out to get dry clothes, she obviously felt that he was much lighter when she stuffed a soft pillow behind his back, after all, he was a man, tall and weight, the first time she helped him up, it was not this weight, she knew that he must have woken up, she was afraid that it was too heavy for her to help, so she used her strength, but when he used this strength, she was not tired, and he was exposed.
Bu Xihuan smiled, and his voice floated, "I woke up early, don't you know?" β
Her voice was calm, and she asked, "Awake?" β
His voice was dumb, "Okay......"
Her hand stiffened in his palm, and she suddenly came to her senses, and when she turned her head to look at him, she met a pair of eyes as deep as the sea.
When his leg was also wiped by her, she hooked the brocade belt of his obscene pants with her fingertips, and was about to pull it, but his hand covered her and pressed her hand.
She twisted the warm handkerchief to rub it gently, wiping his picturesque eyebrows and eyes, she thought of the immortals in the ancestral continent immortal mountain; Rubbing his handsome arm, she thought of the bamboo of Xiandao; Rubbing his chest, she remembered the peaceful haven under the fairy island; Rubbing his belly, she remembered the tide of the waves...... In the warm pavilion, only the sound of twisting the handkerchief and the sound of wiping the handkerchief were heard, and he fell asleep, his breath was calm, and she was busy going back and forth at the table, wandering out of the world.
His jade skin is dazzling, and the fine sweat is like silver frost, which is unbearable to wipe.
Wu Jin's medicine worked quite quickly, and when Twilight Qing was in a wide dress, she saw that he was no longer sweating, the man was lying flat on the couch, his clothes were half open, and the jade muscles on his chest were shining, she looked at his sleeping face, and lowered her head to untie his belt. With a hook of her fingertips, the jade belt loosened, and the jade belt was faintly moving, and the moment of the slow fall seemed to be quiet, taking her back to the northwest that night. That night, she served him to untie his clothes, and tonight it was the same, but it was no longer neat.
Twilight mixed herself with water, and wiped her clothes for Bu Xihuan.
After a while, he brought in a bucket of hot water and a bucket of cold water, brought a copper basin, and then withdrew.
"Let's change your clothes later, and prepare hot water first." As soon as Moon Shadow left the house, she heard Twilight's voice coming from her, so she lowered her shirt and fetched water without saying a word.
Moon Shadow left without saying a word, but as she left, she glanced at Twilight, her gaze a little deepβshe was careful, but she was quite sweet.
Moon Shadow turned around and looked down at the gorgeous robe she was holding in her hand, wondering how much more attention was paid to a piece of clothing. He was born in a poor family, and he knew best how much the poor people looked forward to wearing a day of clothes, but he never knew that this plain cotton was still a good material. The master has entered the palace since he was a child, and he will wear whatever kind of clothes he has prepared in the palace, the princess died early, and there are no women around him to serve, where will there be intimate people to remind these things about dressing?
"In the future, your master's middle clothes are all prepared with plain cotton, and the close-fitting clothes are comfortable, the plain cotton absorbs sweat and breathes, and the layer of brocade covers the sweat on the body, especially your master is sick now, the sweat can't be dispersed, and sooner or later he will get sick. This kind of clothing is also luxurious, and it is really not as good as the plain clothes worn by the common people. Twilight saw Moon Shadow raise her eyebrows and knew that he didn't approve of it, she had always been silent, and the most disliked thing was to talk a lot, but Moon Shadow was Bu Xihuan's personal guard, and he had such thoughts, so it could be seen that he had worn such clothes before, so she couldn't help but make it clearer.
Moon Shadow secretly raised his eyebrows, although he felt that the plain cotton clothes were worn by ordinary people in Shengjing City, and the master was not noble enough, but he said that if he pursued the way of hidden guard, he should be thorough, and he resolutely stopped talking more, and took it and left.
Vegetarian cotton?
Twilight was not satisfied after reading it, and said, "Changed!" All of them were made of plain cotton. β
She had just returned to the house with her front feet when Moon Shadow came back with a clean set of clothes in her hands. Although the shirt is a middle coat, the workmanship is exquisite, Twilight Qing looked at it, and saw that the shirt has two layers, the inside layer is plain cotton material, and the outside is cloud brocade, looking at the skylight, I saw that the silver lines are graceful and luxurious like water, and even the dirty pants are so luxurious.
There is a small stove room in the back garden, with two warm pavilions, hot water boiling in one pot and still cold in the other. Twilight added water to the pot, made a fire under the stove, scooped a bowl of rice out of the rice bowl to cook porridge, she made a small fire under the stove, let the pot of rice cook slowly, and then went back to the house.
Twilight helped Bu Xihuan to lie down, got up and left the house.
She said that if she asked him to open his mouth, he would open it, and let him drink it, and this bowl of bitter medicine was fed after twenty or thirty mouthfuls, and not a single drop was wasted.
"Open your mouth."
Twilight Qing glanced at Bu Xihuan deeply, didn't say anything, and lowered her head to scoop the medicine in the bowl, obviously she had tried the temperature of the medicine just now, but she seemed to forget the temperature in the blink of an eye, and tried it again uncomfortably before sending it to his lips.
As if he could still hear her words in his sleep, he opened his mouth slightly, swallowed the medicine, and did not spill a drop.
"Drink the medicine, open your mouth."
When the medicine was delivered, it was warm, but Twilight still adjusted it for a while, scooped up a spoonful and put it to her lips and touched it, and then sent it to Bu Xihuan's lips.
The jade bowl is warm, the medicinal soup is bitter, the girl holds the spoon and gently adjusts the medicinal soup, the soup sound is long, making people feel in a trance, as if returning to the night in the northwest, she is seriously ill and has just recovered, he holds the spoon to feed the medicine. Now the sky in the northwest is far away, and the people on the couch have changed......
After Moon Shadow left, the warm pavilion was quiet, and Twilight helped Bu Xihuan adjust her posture again, but as soon as she helped him, she paused, and raised her eyes to look at Bu Xihuan. The man lowered his head and slept deeply, and Twilight looked at it for a while, silently picking up the medicine bowl.
"Wait!" Moon Shadow turned around and walked out of the room, he really couldn't do the work of Moon Killing, in the future, he would still follow the previous way of doing things, he didn't mix with the master's affairs and her affairs, he did what he was told to do, and he didn't talk anymore.
Moon Shadow quickly instigated his eyes to take a happy step, and was relieved to see him half-leaning on the soft pillow, hanging his head and not waking up. Fortunately, the master didn't wake up, otherwise when he heard this, he was afraid that he would have to hurt himself again.
Moon looked at Twilight like a freak, he finally knew why Moon Slayer had been by her side for half a year, why she was getting more and more anxious - she really had the ability to force people to be anxious! His original intention was that she hadn't left the cabinet yet, and he was afraid that she would be ashamed to see the man's words, so he asked her if she wanted to prepare obscene pants, but where did she want to go!
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"Or does he have a habit of not changing his pants when he wipes his body?"
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Twilight was walking towards joy, and when she heard this, she turned around and asked in surprise, "Your master doesn't usually wear dirty pants?" β
Moon Shadow nodded in response, put the medicine on the table and went out to run errands, walked to the door and remembered something, turned around and asked, "That...... Do you want to have dirty pants too? β
As soon as he entered the room, he saw Twilight sitting next to the couch, trying to warm his forehead, and when he saw him coming, he ordered, "I'll feed him, you go and prepare dry clothes, and then prepare hot water, and I'll help him wipe his clothes and change later." β
Seeing that Bu Xihuan's breath was stable, Du Qing went to the stove room outside the warm pavilion to get a basin of hot water and entered the house, helped Bu Xihuan loosen and tie up his soaked hair, and took a handkerchief to help him wipe the sweat on his forehead and palms.
He still seemed to be able to hear her voice in his sleep, and when he heard her words, he opened his mouth and obeyed.
"I've taken my medication."
Twilight Qing took out the jade bottle from her arms, endured the discomfort of her wrist and poured out the pills, Wu Jin's pills were very small, convenient for patients in a severe coma to take, she could take them without water, she didn't have to help Bu Xihuan up to put the medicine into his mouth.
Her voice was low, reminiscent of the breeze blowing through the branches in the bamboo forest, and he heard it in his sleep, his brow furrowed, and his hand slowly loosened.
The girl's green and jade-like hands gradually turned purple, but she looked at the man for a long time and didn't move, I don't know how long she looked at it, before she whispered, "Take the medicine first." β
The years in the palace are grinding, what kind of hardships and dangers have honed his self-defense vigilance?
Twilight sat on the edge of the couch and saw that the black and wet hair blocked half of the man's face, so she couldn't help but reach out to help him pull it away, and as soon as her fingertips touched his hair, her wrist was suddenly held! The force was so great that it didn't look like a person who had collapsed and was asleep, and Twilight suddenly felt like her wrist bones were about to break, and there was a hidden pain in her eyes, but it was not a wrist pain.
Bu Xihuan is still asleep, the incense in front of the bed is about to end, the morning light is faint, the window sill is not clear and clean, the Chinese tent is half-covered, and the man's face is pale and haggard.