Chapter Ninety-Three: The Third Letter (1st Update)
The next day, it snowed heavily again in the capital of Dachu.
This time the snow was even heavier than the last one, and it was overwhelming, as if it was going to cover the entire capital.
Gu Qingyan was infected with cold air at night, and in the morning, he started to get hot.
Originally, he was going to go to court today, but who knows, he has a high fever, so naturally he can't go.
It is definitely not a good thing to have a fever before being seriously injured and scabbed, Qingmo immediately went to ask for a doctor, and after the doctor came, he diagnosed Gu Qingyan's pulse, and then sighed, "I have been raising for a few days, and there should have been improvement, but there has been no improvement at all, and the injury of the son has not been well maintained." ”
"It's the fault of his subordinates, and the son has less quilts at night." Qingmo pleaded guilty.
"Alas, it has little to do with the lack of quilt covers, mainly because the son's mind is depressed, which is not conducive to recuperating from injuries, if the old man's guess is right, the son opened the window in the middle of the night to breathe?" The doctor looked at Gu Qingyan.
Gu Qingyan nodded silently.
Qingmo also looked at Gu Qingyan speechless at this time.
The doctor said sternly, "If the son doesn't heal his injuries well, even if Da Luo Jinxian comes, he won't be able to save you, and he won't be able to heal your injuries." Even if you have something on your mind, you can't torture yourself, Childe is a smart person, if you fall into any disease, it will be a big thing for a lifetime. ”
Qingmo took over at this time, and said openly, "Childe, the letter from the little county lord didn't say anything else, don't think about it too much, in case the little county lord doesn't mean that, you give up yourself, won't you also indirectly harm the little county lord?" After all, if you get married in the future, your body and bones are also related to the little county lord. ”
Doctor: "......"
Yes, that's right, he also wanted to say this, but he didn't dare, it is worthy of Qingmo, who has been by the side of Gongzi since he was a child.
Gu Qingyan smiled angrily, raised his eyes and glared at Qingmo, "What did you say?" ”
Qingmo coughed, "Childe forgives sins." ”
"Go and punish yourself with ten boards." Gu Qingyan waved his hand.
Qingmo turned and went.
The old doctor glanced at the corner of his mouth.
Gu Qingyan rubbed his eyebrows, "Let's get a prescription, I'll just take the medicine." ”
"Childe, don't open the window, if it's cold today, your body can't stand the slightest cold." The doctor instructed.
Gu Qingyan nodded, "Okay." ”
The doctor deliberated and prescribed a prescription and went to decoction himself.
Half an hour later, a bowl of bitter medicine soup was served, and Gu Qingyan drank it without frowning.
An Yining looked at Gu Qingyan with admiration and admiration, "Little uncle is so powerful." It's so good to drink medicine. ”
Gu Qingyan laughed angrily, as if he didn't have the strength to deal with him, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
Qingmo received ten boards, and ten boards had no effect on him, but because he was seriously injured earlier, and now that he was just recuperated, he received ten boards, which was naturally enough for him, and his face turned pale directly.
An Yining saw it and whispered, "My little uncle is so domineering, just one sentence, he will punish people." ”
He copied books until midnight yesterday.
Qingmo shook his head, lowered his voice and said, "Childe is not the one who punished people for a word, it was because I didn't do a good job that day's errand, and I should have been punished, but Childe just thought that I was injured and let me raise it for a few days, and I only took the opportunity to punish it today." ”
An Yining: "......"
I see!
He waved his hand as a small adult, "Uncle Qingmo, you go and raise it, my little uncle has me here, I will keep an eye on him and let him recuperate obediently." ”
Qingmo nodded and turned to go.
At ten o'clock in the afternoon, Gu Qingyan's fever subsided, but he didn't have much strength, and under An Yining's big eyes, he still ate two bowls of porridge with green vegetables.
An Yining said with dissatisfaction, "With such a heavy snow this winter, green vegetables must be very scarce, little uncle, you are still picky eaters, you know, how many poor people can't even drink a mouthful of porridge, let alone such an expensive thing as green vegetables." ”
Gu Qingyan sighed, "You taught me a lesson." ”
An Yining stuck out his tongue at him.
In the evening, the secret guard sent out by Gu Qingyan returned to the capital, and at the same time, brought back An Huajin's third letter.
Gu Qingyan sat in front of the window, looking at the secret guard, her voice was as soft as the snow outside, "Did you see her?" How is she? Are you okay? What did she say after meeting you? ”
She asked a few questions in a row.
The dark guard knelt on one knee and handed over the letterhead, telling him in detail about what had happened to An Huajin.
Gu Qingyan was slightly stunned, "You say...... When she saw you, she was very kind, smiling and seemed to be in a good mood? ”
"Yes, my subordinates saw it with their own eyes."
Gu Qingyan was silent for a while, then reached out to take the letter and motioned for the secret guard to get up.
The secret guard stood up, Gu Qingyan didn't say to retreat, he just stood in place and waited quietly.
Gu Qingyan habitually swept the letterhead in his hand, pursed the corners of his mouth, and opened the letter. He felt that he didn't dare to write to An Huajin again, and he was afraid that An Huajin would write again and say that he had broken off with him, but deep in his heart, he still couldn't help but think, maybe she really couldn't bear him? She might not be what he thought.
Now that the letter was in his hand, he couldn't bear to think about it and opened it.
An Huajin's letter is slightly longer than the previous two letters, and it is a full page. Asked Gu Qingyan, okay? Asked An Yi Ning is good? How about asking the old prince? Asked Chu Yan, okay? In the end, the payment is that everything is fine with her, and she doesn't miss it.
After Gu Qingyan finished reading, he breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, no, it was not a letter that was going to be broken with him.
He put the letter over his face, was silent for a moment, and asked, "You said that when she wrote the letter, Cui Zhuo was by her side?" ”
The dark guard bowed his head and hesitated, but still said the situation at the time, "Halfway through the letter, the kitchen sent ginger soup, Cui Gongzi went out to pick it up, put it in front of Lord An Xiaojun, and asked her to drink the ginger soup while it was hot to ward off the cold. ”
Gu Qingyan closed his eyes and waved his hand, "Go and rest!" ”
The Dark Guard stepped back.
The room was quiet, and Gu Qingyan stood still for a long time before slowly holding the letterhead, pulling up the quilt, and covering his face. Only he himself knew that at this moment, he was crazy with jealousy, but he didn't dare to ask her how to be like before, jealous and domineering, and unreasonably asked her how to be, and it was his best to ask for it if she didn't break off with him.
On this day, a group of Taoist priests from Wufeng Mountain arrived in Nanyang with gold and silver.
An Huajin sent An Ping to meet the Taoist priests who had placed Wufeng Mountain, but she did not see these people herself, but only ordered them to be properly placed.
Because Shen Yuanzhi chose Qixialing for the Taoist priests in advance, after Anping picked up the people, he sent them directly to Qixialing.
A senior uncle asked cautiously, "What about the little county lord An?" ”
An Ping said, "Now that it has entered the winter, this year is more cold and snowy than in previous years, the little county lord is busy with everything, and he can't get out of his body, so leave it to me, please rest assured, the little county lord promises to keep you safe, as long as you don't cause chaos, you will have no worries in Nanyang City for a hundred years." ”
Although the senior uncle didn't see An Huajin a little unsteady, now that he heard An Ping say this, he was relieved.
An Ping sent people to Qixia Mountain, and after settling properly, he returned to Nanyang City and went to the study to see An Huajin.
In the past few days, An Huajin, as usual, got up early to practice martial arts, handle official business, and occasionally went to the army to train with Shen Yuanzhi.
Shen Yuanzhi looked at the old weapons, and then pouted, "Little girl, when will we let the soldiers use the new weapons?" ”
An Huajin took a piece of snowflake and started to be cold, "Why don't you ask when Nanqi and Nanliang will go to war?" ”
Shen Yuanzhi asked, "Guess what, this winter, will Nanqi and Nanliang go to war?" ”
"Maybe, maybe not, it depends on how fast Zhang Chengze's movements are."
Shen Yuanzhi sighed, "Zhang Chengze is also a character. ”
An Hua Jin is noncommittal.
Shen Yuanzhi approached her, lowered his voice and said, "We have to let the soldiers practice new weapons in advance, once the war starts, the weapons will not be easy to use." It's a matter of thought. ”
An Huajin looked into the distance, "Don't think about it, as long as you ensure that not a single fly in the Nanyang Army can fly, then what's the harm in training with new weapons?" Now it's not the same as before, so I have to hide it for fear that His Majesty will deduct the Nanyang Mansion for the crime of rebellion. ”
Shen Yuanzhi was right to think about it, "That's okay, I'll let people arrange for these two days to bring in the new weapons first." I promise, even a fly in the Nanyang Army will not be able to fly out, and the news that we have new weapons in our hands will not be able to spread until the moment when Nanqi and Nanliang start a war. ”
An Huajin let out a casual "um".
Shen Yuanzhi patted off the snow in her hand, "How old are you, still playing in the snow, don't you know what's wrong with you?" If it hurts to roll on the ground again, I don't care about you. ”
An Huajin smiled, threw the snow away, and tucked his hand into his sleeve, "I don't hurt anymore." ”
Not only did she roll on the ground without pain, but Kwai Shui was also on time, but she didn't expect Bai Kill Xiang to rest on her, it was still a good thing, helping her relieve the cold in her mother's womb, as if to indicate that she had no reason to find Gu Qingyan to warm her bed.
Shen Yuanzhi muttered and scolded, "Stinky girl, obviously unhappy, what are you laughing at." ”