Chapter 298 - Ma Cheng passes
When the morning light broke through the clouds, Yang Fengqing woke up leisurely.
Immediately, he felt a little awkward all over his body, and after he became conscious, he lifted the quilt under his neck and kicked his chest with two calves.
Looking at it, there would have been a reaction in the early morning and it was super doubled.
"Hmm-"
A small cry in confusion made Yang Fengqing's eyes slowly narrow, cover the quilt tightly, and close his eyes.
......
As always, Yang Fengqing carried Qiu Zitong on his back and walked towards Beigong Longyin's courtyard.
Qiu Zitong deliberately lifted Yang Fengqing's hair to cover his head, then turned his head sideways, stretched out his little tongue and licked Yang Fengqing's neck. From the sidelines, she was just asleep.
Qiu Zitong's eyes glanced at the soldiers around him, raised his head to Yang Fengqing's ear, and his voice was soft and charming: "Master, is Zitong well-behaved?"
Yang Fengqing's footsteps faltered, and when he moved forward, his steps were a little stranger. Qiu Zitong was on his back, and he naturally sensed it, and let out a proud and arrogant laugh: "Hee-hee-Zitong can always be so well-behaved." β
Yang Fengqing quickened his pace, and when he entered the courtyard of Beigong Long Yin, he immediately put Qiu Zitong down: "You hurry up and boil the medicine, I'll go see Long Yin." β
With that, he trotted into the room.
Qiu Zitong stretched out his hand to Yang Fengqing's back, and the smugness and happiness on his little face were soon filled with unhappiness, and he whispered: "Yang Fengqing!
"What's wrong with Zitong? Didn't Cousin Fengqing let you have a good rest last night?"
Shi Xingyu, who had big dark circles under her eyes, came in from outside, holding a lunch box in her hand.
Qiu Zitong's face was slightly red, but in fact, she didn't let Yang Fengqing rest.
Seeing this, Shi Xingyu became more interested, as if he had caught some trick from Yang Fengqing: "Wow, wow, wow-Zitong, you have to learn to refuse, you have to rest when you should rest, you are still growing your body." β
Qiu Zitong didn't do anything by herself, she was always laughed at by Shi Xing's tone, and her smart Danfeng eyes rolled: "The master said that there are a lot of things that need you to do recently, and it's not okay if your feet are inconvenient." I've got some medicine to ease your pain, I'll give you a prescription later, but you'll have to go back to your yard tonight. β
Shi Xingyu's face turned red, and she wanted to refute but didn't know how to refute. When she was about to bow her head and admit her mistake, she saw that Qiu Zitong's face had shown a triumphant victory, and she said without thinking: "Can you drink the medicine that you can sleep here tonight?"
Qiu Zitong was stunned, and Danfeng's eyes were stunned. Shi Xingyu saw Qiu Zitong's expression, although he was a little embarrassed, but he was more proud.
Qiu Zitong's eyes rolled again, and he smiled: "Hehe-hee - it turns out that you slept here last night Xingyu, why is it so awkward to walk this morning?"
"Ahemβ"
When the two girls looked at it, Yang Fengqing helped Beigong Longyin to stand at the door. Yang Fengqing's face was fine, and Beigong Longyin almost got into the crack in the ground.
Shi Xingyu saw Yang Fengqing, and then thought about what Yang Fengqing had said before, and habitually stomped his feet in annoyance, and his face was bitter.
Qiu Zitong is different from her, Qiu Zitong saw Yang Fengqing coming, it was seeing his backer, and continued to tease: "Don't jump around these two days, but after I give you medicine, you can move casually tomorrow." β
"Cousin-in-law, I was wrong, I won't dare to make fun of you in the future, spare me. β
Shi Xingyu not only said, but also begged Qiu Zitong for mercy. Qiu Zitong smiled proudly, pursing her rosy lips and looking at Yang Fengqing.
Yang Fengqing immediately turned his head to the side after looking at her, Qiu Zitong's red lips pursed higher, but his face was no longer happy.
Yang Fengqing helped Beigong Longyin to sit on the wooden chair in the courtyard: "Zitong, how many days can Longyin go to the ground?"
Qiu Zitong stepped on his little feet very quickly and ran into the house, but he didn't seem to hear Yang Fengqing's words.
Beigong Longyin and Shi Xingyu were full of doubts, weren't they okay before? Why are they suddenly unhappy?
But they didn't know, Yang Fengqing must know, so they all looked at Yang Fengqing.
Yang Fengqing scratched his head: "I-I don't actually know." β
Beigong Longyin and Shi Xingyu just slowly squinted their eyes, and the different look in their eyes made Yang Fengqing defeated: "I'll go and see, you guys eat first." β
Yang Fengqing walked into the room, Qiu Zitong squatted in the middle, holding the stone pestle in his small hand, grinding the herbs hard, or it was more appropriate to smash them.
The plank in front of her had gathered a gray color, and tears had been mixed into it.
Yang Fengqing walked all the way behind her, and she didn't get up. Leaning over to hug it, Qiu Zitong struggled unrelentingly: "Let go of me!"
Yang Fengqing's head is a little big, what Qiu Zitong said when Beigong Longyin arrived yesterday made her feel that Qiu Zitong was quite sensible, it seemed that he was thinking too much.
Or as the intimacy of the relationship deepens, the woman becomes sensitive and unreasonable?
"I'm thinking about one thing. β
"What do you think? It's not because you don't like me at all, woo-"
Yang Fengqing scratched her head, pulled Qiu Zitong up, and stood up straight, her head under his armpits.
hugged her tightly from behind, put her whole body on her, and bowed her head to Qiu Zitong's ear: "Can you feel how much I like you?"
Qiu Zitong's earlobes were already red, turned around, and stood on tiptoe, but no matter how much she stepped on her feet, she couldn't be as tall as Yang Fengqing.
The little hand was put on Yang Fengqing's waist and pushed it away: "You go out, I know." β
Yang Fengqing was about to turn around, but found that Qiu Zitong's two little hands had not let go, and her small mouth had already pursed a little.
Covering her little face, she kissed her little mouth fiercely, and looked up before she could shoot back: "You boil the medicine first, and then talk about it when we go back to our own yard later." β
"Uh-huh. β
Walking out of the room, the eyes of the two people in the courtyard made Yang Fengqing's whole body awkward: "Don't look at me with that kind of look, when you get married, Long Yin knows how much I drink." β
"Ahaha-what are you talking about, cousin Fengqing? We are welcoming you out, Xingyu, hurry up and pour tea for cousin Fengqing. β
If Yang Fengqing really let go of his stomach and pour him into him, he was afraid that his big day would become the beginning of quitting drinking.
After sitting down, Yang Fengqing took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Shi Xingyu: "Cheng Hao didn't come this morning, you can take this letter to him later, and ask him to send it back to Tianxiong Island." β
"Uh-huh. β
"As you said last night, let's mourn in four days. β
"Okay, you guys are chatting here, I'll go to Shao Gongzi and let people inform the world of my grandmother's funeral day by the way. β
After Shi Xingyu left, Yang Fengqing and Beigong Longyin began to talk about some things again.
The main thing to talk about is what stupid things they did when they were children, and as for what they have experienced in the past five years, they rarely talk about it.
An hour later, Qiu Zitong opened the door and shouted to Yang Fengqing, "Master, the medicine is ready." β
"Hmm. β
Helping Beigong Longyin back to the room, Qiu Zitong had already set up the bench.
Let Beigong Longyin sit on the bench, Yang Fengqing looked at Qiu Zitong, who was sweat-stained because he was busy: "Is there anything I can do?"
"Master, you can help me bring those medicine bowls. β
Qiu Zitong pointed to the wooden shelf on one side, and when he came in, Yang Fengqing saw more than ten medicine bowls on the wooden shelf. He thought it was a semi-finished product, but he couldn't imagine that there were so many drugs directly used on Beigong Longyin's wounds.
Walking to the wooden shelf, there were several bowls of medicinal syrup alone, and there were several bowls of medicinal powder and liquid medicine.
Picking up the two bowls and turning around, Qiu Zitong had already placed two chairs next to Beigong Longyin.
Putting all the medicine bowls on the chair, Qiu Zitong happened to come over with a medicine bowl with some purple medicinal slurry in it.
"Master, you can help me open the silk cloth on Long Yin's shoulder, be careful, the wound has not completely healed, and it will be very painful if it is torn. β
"Hmm. β
Yang Fengqing was about to make a move, but Beigong Longyin's left hand trembled, and he lifted up a ball of silk cloth. Without hesitation, he shoved his mouth into his mouth, turned his head sideways and closed his eyes.
Qiu Zitong was stunned, and then concentrated on stirring the medicine in the medicine dish.
Yang Fengqing's heart did not fluctuate, and he even wanted to give a thumbs up to Beigong Longyin's behavior of not believing in his methods, and finally punched the wound hard.
I lost a whole right arm, and the wound was too big. Yang Fengqing looked at the wound that made him frown, and wondered, "How could you be so careless?"
Beigong Longyin took down the silk cloth, and when he answered, he stuffed the silk cloth into his arms: "There was no way at that time, I interspersed too fast in the early stage, and accidentally plunged into the hinterland of Xihuai, and then walked to the vicinity of Macheng, so I can't miss such a good opportunity, isn't it? β
"But-hiss--Cousin Fengqing, you can't look at me and don't say it, you just use your strength indiscriminately, it really hurts!"
Beigong Long grinned because of the excessive pain, and his handsome face was a little funny on weekdays.
Yang Fengqing wiped his forehead, and he suddenly felt that Beigong Longyin's previous distrust of him was right: "I'll try my best, you continue." β
"Although we appeared very suddenly, Macheng is a place where King Xihuai has been operating for decades, and their reaction is very fast, I ordered my men to attack with all their strength for half a day without any progress, and what worries me even more is how far away the Xihuai army is from me. β
"They attacked for another two hours, and it was the same as before, so I put on my sleeve and went into battle. It's the first time I've seen so many soldiers fighting, but strangely enough, I'm not scared at all, but excited, hiss-tap-"
"Poofβ"
Qiu Zitong quickly closed his mouth and glanced at his beloved man dissatisfiedly.
Yang Fengqing kept looking at Beigong Longyin's wound, and carefully tore off the silk cloth that was connected to Beigong Longyin's skin: "You are a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, now it's okay, you don't want to go into battle in the future." β
"Hehe, whatever it is, I'll rush to the wall. I was really lucky that so many arrows and stones fell around me, but they didn't fall on me. After that, I didn't pay attention to anything else, and when I climbed the wall, the defenders of Horse City were crushed at the first touch. I was still a little proud at the time, and then a general of the Xihuai garrison on the ground suddenly got up and slashed at me, and it was like this. β
Yang Fengqing patted his butt and got up to the side, Qiu Zitong sat down in the position where Yang Fengqing was sitting before holding the medicine dish: "I'll tell the master, the master said that if you dare to charge indiscriminately in the future, the master won't let me treat you." β
"Hehe, what my cousin said is, I remember. Hiss-can you two not show their understanding on my wounds, can you do it lightly, hiss-cousin, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please be light-"
Yang Fengqing raised his eyebrows at Beigong Longyin, he didn't dare to provoke Qiu Zitong casually now, Beigong Longyin dared to provoke with words, I was afraid that he felt too comfortable.
Looking at Qiu Zitong's back, a flash of light flashed in Yang Fengqing's mind, and the complex color in his eyes increased.
Beigong Long screamed very happily, and it was very direct to pass out in a coma.
Yang Fengqing kept supporting Beigong Longyin until Qiu Zitong applied all the medicine and redressed the wound.
Putting Beigong Longyin on the bed, looking at Beigong Longyin's body trembling from time to time because of too much pain when he was in a coma, Yang Fengqing frowned and said, "Zitong, do you need to be so troublesome every time?"
Qiu Zitong squatted aside, treating the folds of the wound silk cloth perfectly: "The medicine I took yesterday was mainly some medicine to remove pus and clear the wound, and the medicine I used today is the medicine to restore the wound." This time, the medicine can be changed every five days, and I have already written the prescription, and the general pharmacist can boil the medicine well, as for applying the medicine, Xingyu should be happy. β
When it comes to medicine or being treated, Qiu Zitong's words, deeds and even every expression will make people unconsciously forget that she is only twelve years old.
Yang Fengqing was thinking about it, Qiu Zitong suddenly jumped over, like a little rabbit hitting the stump, hugged Yang Fengqing tightly, put his face on Yang Fengqing's side, inhaled hard, raised his head and closed his eyes and whispered: "Hmm-hehe-hee-"
Yang Fengqing pulled him behind him, and Qiu Zitong jumped up and lay on Yang Fengqing's back: "Master, let's go back to the courtyard, they should prepare the medicinal bath." β
"Hmm. β
Back in the courtyard, I entered the room, and sure enough, there was a steaming potion in the middle.
"Put me down. β
Qiu Zitong jumped down from Yang Fengqing, stood in front of Yang Fengqing and stretched out his arms, and said with a smile: "Master?"
Yang Fengqing didn't unbutton her, but covered her cheeks, and didn't use words to answer what she said before in Beigong Longyin's courtyard.
Biting Qiu Zitong's lips carefully, he put his hand down, and untied the buckle with ease.
Yang Fengqing leaned against the wall of the wooden barrel and hugged Qiu Zitong, who was playing with blisters: "I have slept very deeply in the past two days, did I add any medicine to the medicinal bath?"
This question is what Yang Fengqing suddenly thought of when he looked at Qiu Zitong's back before, and it is no coincidence that this situation occurs again and again.