In the first year of Yongyuan, Li Fan of Langzhong and the people of Tai Hospital developed a prescription to solve the epidemic crisis in the capital. The villagers of the thirteen villages around the capital were also saved because of Li Fan's medicine. A total of 2,300 people were killed and injured in this epidemic, and the princess of Nanjun was missing.

In the second year of Yongyuan, Gu Shu water bandits made a rebellion, and Xiao Lian led fifty elite soldiers to quell the chaos and wiped out the water bandits. Xiao Lian went into battle shirtless and grabbed the bandit leader from the water. The leader of the water bandits turned out to be Shen Wenji, who escaped in the disaster of Longchang.

In the third year of Yongyuan, the Northern Wei Dynasty raised troops to the south, and Tuoba Yu drove the expedition in person. Xiao Lian led his troops to resist the enemy in Southern Qinzhou. He entered the enemy camp alone and retreated for thousands of miles, and beheaded Tuoba Yu a wordless fan among the enemy troops, seriously injuring Tuoba Yu, so that the Northern Wei Dynasty could not invade the Southern Qi Dynasty for ten years.

In the fourth year of Yongyuan, Xiao Yuanda died of illness, and Empress Dowager Fan ordered Xiao Lian to be an auxiliary minister.

In the fifth year of Yongyuan, Xiao Zhaoxuan was pro-government, and Xiao Lian was named the Great Sikong, and he was given the title of King Liang.

In the sixth year of Yongyuan, Xiao Lian dug the newt under the osmanthus tree in the palace. Miraculously, the newt was not dead, and he took the newt to the manger overnight. When he came back, he was dying, and he only had half a life left, and Li Fan treated him for half a month without sleep, and he was able to pick up a life.

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Yongyuan ten years.

For ten years, Xiao Lian has grown from a sunny boy to a steady young man, and has become a famous prince in the capital.

Everyone knows that this prince doesn't like to laugh or talk, but he is decisive and a real lone wolf.

Everyone knows that this prince is powerful but not close to women. No one has ever seen him go to the Qinglou, and the princesses and ladies in the capital all want to marry him, but he has never seen anyone with his eyes.

Ten years, everything has changed, Xiao Lian's hair has grown, and he has a high bun like a person in Beijing, and he has a crown. He took off his energetic suit and put on a big-sleeved shirt like a Beijinger.

Ten years, the only thing that hasn't changed is that he still lives in the small house that Li Fan bought.

Even Li Fan moved out of the small mansion, and Xiao Lian still lived there.

Li Fan developed a prescription for the epidemic, and Empress Dowager Fan intended to appoint him as the head of the Tai Hospital, but he refused. He carried his small medicine box on his back and sat in the Six Diseases Pavilion every day.

After Xiao Lian went down to the court, he walked to the Six Diseases Pavilion as usual. The current Six Diseases Pavilion is still the same as when He Jingying was there. Li Fan was sitting in the front hall, and Liu Yinzhou was busy in the backyard. Gu Xiu's annual meeting came to help write prescriptions when the Six Diseases Pavilion was busy. Pan Youlong and Liu Ruyu would sing a paragraph in front of the Six Diseases Pavilion when they were not playing, and give all the rewards they received to the Six Diseases Pavilion to buy medicine. Feng Qingqing also occasionally came to the Six Diseases Pavilion to help, and brought the money raised from the merchants to the Six Diseases Pavilion.

Xiao Lian would walk to the Six Diseases Pavilion every day, take a look in the backyard of the Six Diseases Pavilion, and then walk up to the small attic and sit by himself, and would not return to the small mansion until the sun went down.

In the small attic, Xiao Lian cleaned it with his own hands. It's just that the blood array is still on the ground. In the past ten years, the blood array has turned black and blurred, but the pattern drawn back then can still be faintly seen.

Ten years, every day, everyone is used to it.

Ten years, Li Fan didn't know how many times he persuaded Xiao Lian, and how many times he told him to forget it. But he always smiled and didn't speak. Li Fan asked him to move out of the small house and live in Sikong Mansion, but Xiao Lian always said that he was afraid that He Jingying would not find him when he came back.

Except for Xiao Lian, no one thought that He Jingying would come back.

Feng Qingqing and Liu Yinzhou set up a tablet for He Jingying in the backyard of Hongfu Tavern.

Before setting up the tablet, Liu Yinzhou specially asked Xiao Lian, thinking that he would oppose and be angry. But Xiao Lian didn't say anything. I just came to see it on the day they set up the tablet, he didn't put on incense, didn't cry, didn't speak, just stood quietly in front of the tablet and looked at it for a long time, and then left silently.

For ten years, he repeated the dull and boring life day after day, and every fifteenth day he would go to see He Yin, go to Chong'an Mausoleum to see Xiao Zilun, and see Xiao Zhaowen.

He rarely spoke, but he always liked to stand in front of the Hongfu Tavern and watch the craftsman make a marquee. Occasionally, he would strike up a conversation with the craftsman, and occasionally he would buy one. However, he bought the lanterns and gave them to the children of poor families on the roadside on the way home.

He Jingying didn't leave anything in this world, except for the goose-yellow light shirt and a golden hairpin.

When he was in the house, Xiao Lian held the golden hairpin, as if he could see He Jingying wearing it. You can see it gently swaying on He Jingying's sideburns, and you can see He Jingying smiling.

Day after day, year after year, and winter again, snow accumulates on the plum blossom trees.

A woman walked at the door of the small house, wearing a jinghai cloth skirt and looking young. She knocked softly on the wooden door of the small house, and a small servant dodged his feet and opened the door halfway.

The snow fell on the woman's shoulders and on her long eyelashes, she looked at the little maid and said, "Excuse me, is this General Xiao's mansion?" ”

The little guy was stunned, looked at the woman, and said, "You wait." ”

After a while, the little servant came out of the house, and he took out two white flour cakes and stuffed them into the woman's hands. The white bread was still hot, and it was just taken out of the cage at first glance. "Take it and eat it."

The woman was a little overwhelmed as she held the white flour cake. The little maid looked at the woman's expression of wanting to speak and stopped: "Hey, wait a minute, I'll go and see if the soup on the stove is ready." I'll bring you a bowl when I'm done. If you don't boil it well, can you bring you a bowl of water? ”

The little guy was kind-hearted, but he was also an impatient, and he turned around and walked in without waiting for the woman to speak.

When the little guy walked to the kitchen, he happened to meet Xiao Lian who came out of the house. Xiao Lian saw the little guy's hurried appearance and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?" ”

"Oh, there's a female beggar at the door, it's pitiful, I'm thinking of bringing her a bowl of soup."

Xiao Lian frowned, and when he heard the words "female beggar", his heartbeat skipped for no reason.

Xiao Lian strode towards the door, and when he reached the door, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

The female beggar at the door was wearing a thin jinghai cloth skirt, although her clothes were a little torn and her bast shoes were worn out, but the clothes were clean and obviously carefully washed. She was holding two white flour cakes in her hands, and her eyes were a little dazed.

A layer of mist covered Xiao Lian's eyes, and Xiao Lian hurriedly wiped the layer of mist away with the back of his hand, afraid that the scene in front of him was just a dream. As he dreams every night, the man is gone when he wants to touch it.

The white bread in the woman's hand fell to the ground, in the snow on the steps.

"Xiao Lian?"

Listening to the familiar voice, Xiao Lian seemed to fall into a deeper dream. The two feelings of distress and joy are like two great forces that crush the heart.

Xiao Lian stepped forward and used He Jingying in his arms, and used his own big sword He Jingying to block the wind and snow.

It's true, it's not a dream, the person in his arms has a temperature, and he is still trembling slightly, these are all true.

Xiao Lian's voice was hoarse: "Why is it so long?" ”

He Jingying's lips trembled slightly, but there was a smile in her voice: "Zongsa seems to have mistaken the time." ”

Xiao Lian buried his head in He Jingying's neck and smiled silently: "It's good to be back." ”