Shi Yong half-squatted down, resting his elbows on the side of the bed, and looked down at him.

He slept soundly, with his hands on his chest, his brows full of tiredness, but his expression was extremely relaxed, as if a traveler had found comfort after a thousand miles home.

Heard that having your hands on your chest gives you nightmares?

Shi Yong gently pulled his hand away, and the movement was very light.

His brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, and he didn't wake up.

Are you still so serious when you fall asleep?

The corners of Shi Yong's mouth involuntarily rose up, and his fingers slowly slid up from his full forehead, untying the jade crown of his hair, trying to make him sleep more comfortably.

His hair was spread out and spread over a pillow, which made the bridge of his nose more and more high, angular, and his lips very sexy......

For!

Shi Yong's heart jumped, he quickly stood up, pulled the tent and turned around to leave.

Outside, the rain seemed to be falling heavier, crackling on the tiles.

Shi Yong wanted to find Xiao Er, opened the door and walked out, standing alone with his back to her by the window in front of the porch, his slender figure blocked the wind, and his shoulders covered with a cold silence.

"Yan Mu?"

Shi Yong walked over.

"Why don't you go to sleep for a while?"

"Can't sleep." Yan Mu turned his head, his green robe swaying in the wind, "Ah Shi, come with us." ”

Shi Yong glanced at him.

The wind blew in the direction of the window, blowing his face painfully.

Yan Mu moved his position without a trace, and the coolness on Shi Yong's face was gone.

She was silent for a moment and said, "Wait, this matter must be considered in the long run." If you want to leave, you can't drag mud and water and cause trouble. ”

Yan Mu hummed softly, and there was indescribable complexity in his eyes, "You are very similar to her." ”

After speaking, he waved his sleeve robe slightly, passed by Shi Yong, and walked to his own room.

The door was closed, and the porch was empty.

Shi Yong stood for a moment, and the rain outside the window became heavier.

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Zhao Yin woke up, there was a small charcoal stove in the room, and there was a hot pot on it, I don't know what delicacies were cooked in it, and the smell of food was all over the room, and there was a pot of wine and two cups on the small table.

The woman sat with her back to him, her head bowed, and her dress was plain and thin, looking small and narrow.

Zhao Yin lifted the quilt and sat up, "What are you doing?" ”

Shi Yong was sterilizing her silver needle, listening to the voice, turning his head and seeing Zhao Yin's radiant appearance, he couldn't help but admire.

But I slept for less than an hour and recovered.

"Eat something first, sir, shall you? I'll be right here right away. ”

After speaking, seeing that he pursed his lips and didn't speak, with a serious look, Shi Yong thought about it and said, "Or is your leg hurting badly, and you want to take an acupuncture to relieve the pain now?" ”

"There's no hurry." Zhao Yin glanced at her, sat on the stool next to the table, hesitated for a moment and brought the pot on the small charcoal stove to the table, uncovered the pot shell, and cooked pork belly, mushrooms, cabbage, and radishes, all of which were ordinary things.

He didn't understand why it smelled so good.

After sitting for a while and picking up the chopsticks, he turned his head to see that Shi Yong was still seriously disinfecting one silver needle after another, and frowned, "You can eat too." ”

Shi Yong was stunned and looked back at him, "I've eaten it." ”

Zhao Yin saw that she was carrying a silver needle in her hand, and lowered her head to eat.

"The wine is yours too." Shi Yong glanced at him casually, "It's not a meal, everything in the store is cold." It's cold, you'd better eat something hot, so I asked Xiao Er to get meat and vegetables, and asked for a small charcoal stove, and put the pot on it, which can keep warm and cook things. ”

Zhao Yin looked at her fixedly, and two words popped out of his mouth, "Thank you." ”

is so polite and polite, Shi Yong is a little unaccustomed.

Ordering her directly is the style of the Grand Duke, isn't it?

It seems that in the battle of Qingshan Town, not only the little prince has changed, but the metropolitan governor has also changed.

Shi Yong smiled and put away the sterilized silver needle, "You're welcome, you have to pay the bill." ”

Zhao Yin was stunned and looked at her silently.

"See what I'm doing?" Shi Yong's eyebrows raised, and he said as a matter of course, "I don't have any silver on me, so I can't open a small stove in the room and let the Wujiaban pay the bills, right?" ”

Zhao Yin: "I'll pay." ”

After speaking, he lowered his head and ate silently.

Shi Yong looked at him from a distance or close, and only felt that the man in front of him was pleasing to the eye.

On the battlefield, the knife is full of human lives, and he does not frown when he kills, but Zhao Yin, who is sitting there eating, has a good posture and eats Sven, and he is actually Zhilan Yushu is extravagant.

The windows of the inn were not tight, and when they were closed, there was still wind leaking in through the cracks, blowing the oil lamps on the table and shaking, and the faces of the two people were also bright and dark in the light.

Zhao Yin is a silent person, and he doesn't make a sound at all when he eats.

After eating, he sat down on the edge of the bed and prepared for the needle.

Shi Yong moved a stool to him, asked for some hot water, and soaked his feet first.

Zhao Yin tossed by her and didn't say a word.

Shi Yong sat stiff for a moment, a little bored, and then asked him about Qingshan Town.

"Who are those people who have summoned the Evil King?"

Zhao Yin's hand holding the chopsticks tightened, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"No, I didn't."

The white horse came to the boat that night, arrested hundreds of people, and interrogated them overnight, but found nothing.

These people were the lowest-level "cultivators" under the command of the evil monarch who had not yet entered the stream, and they obeyed the orders of the "deacons", that is, the rich and noble. These cultivators are the same as the deacons, and the evil monarchs they have seen are all "black robes, black hair, and black masks", no one has ever seen the face of the evil monarch, and no one knows what the evil monarch looks like.

After Qian Minggui was arrested, he summoned the matter thoroughly, just waiting for him to take Zhao Yin into the cave in Daqingshan, where the building was already empty.

The cave is low and damp, like the beginning of the primitive, how can there be any evil king?

Shi Yong listened and was slightly distracted, "What about Yongpingwei?" Yongpingwei's people, what are you going to do with it? ”

Although so many people are acting on the orders of their superiors, they must be punished for committing such a big crime, but because of the large number of people, it must be difficult to deal with.

Zhao Yin's slender knuckles were tense and white.

"Death crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be escaped."

This answer can be said to be equivalent to no answer.

Shi Yong glanced at him, bent down to test the temperature of the water, rolled up his trouser legs for him, and added some hot water, "Then are you still going to investigate this case?" ”

Zhao Yin did not tell him about the Wuliang Khan leading his troops south.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Check." ”

Shi Yong's eyebrows raised and stared at him, "It's the same." Princess Huaining still doesn't know whether she is alive or dead. ”

Zhao Yin avoided her gaze: "She's still alive." ”

"Alive? Got it? ”

The surprise on Shi Yong's face can't be described as surprise.

"How did you find it?"

"She's in Beijing."

"Who is the woman in the cave who died in her wedding dress?"

"The palace maid's silver cup."

In the dim halo of the oil lamp, Shi Yong clearly saw a haze floating in Zhao Yin's eyes, but he had always been moody, and Shi Yong couldn't see through his cold face What he thought about "the palace maid died in vain" under his cold face.

She thought for a moment and smiled, "It's good that the princess is alive." ”

Zhao Yin snorted expressionlessly.

Shi Yong's throat froze, and he felt that this topic was over.

She glanced at Zhao Yin and saw that he was still calm, and he was in no mood to let him soak his feet beautifully.

"Almost. I'll give the adults a needle, and then the adults can get down to business earlier. ”

Shi Yong said, then bent down and opened the footbasin, pulled the stool closer, sat down, lowered his head to help him roll his trouser legs, Zhao Yin didn't know whether he didn't want to go, or felt that her face was not good-looking and wanted to come by himself, he also bent down, and when he pulled his trouser legs, his hand inadvertently grabbed her.

Shi Yong looked up at him.

Zhao Yin let go of his hand and said in a low voice, "I'll come." ”

Sentimental! Shi Yong scolded in his heart.

It's not like I haven't done it for him, and the princess who mentioned him has to defend her?

"Okay." Shi Yong didn't say much, sat upright, and waited for him to roll up his trouser legs before starting to stitch.

After a few experiences, she is now proficient in this set of needle methods.

It's just that Zhao Yin's knees are more swollen today than the last time Shi Yong saw them, and when he pressed his fingers down, he could press out a small nest, and he couldn't bounce back for a long time.

"This leg hasn't been scrapped yet, it's really God's favor."

Shi Yong didn't notice that his tone was not very friendly.

Zhao Yin glanced at her and didn't say much.

"It's so serious, don't do it in the future."

Shi Yong said again.

This tone felt like he was training Zhao Yunzhen.

Zhao Yin frowned and lowered her eyelids, but she could only see her full forehead.

"It's fine." He said lightly: "I can't die." ”

Shi Yong said coldly: "What's so terrible about death, I'm afraid of living and suffering." ”

She has never experienced this kind of pain, but she can imagine what kind of torment it is to "gnaw at the bone marrow like thousands of ants".

Her anger came very inexplicably, and it was said that she didn't hurt, what did it matter to her?

Shi Yong's brows furrowed, he pulled the oil lamp closer, and lifted his legs again, trying to pull his knees closer, but he didn't expect a small movement, but Zhao Yin refused.

His legs were as stiff as stone, stubbornly bent and unwilling to open.

"That's it." His gaze fell on Shi Yong's unhappy face, "I still have urgent matters, and I have to leave soon." ”

"If you have something urgent, why do you bother to make this trip?"

Shi Yong glanced at him quietly, suddenly got up and pressed his waist, and pulled his awkward trouser leg that he wanted to hide higher, and just saw a scar extending from his thigh......

It was a new wound, and there were oozing blood stains on it, but it had been hastily bandaged and not treated carefully.