Ran Yan felt that she had a long and boring dream.

The dream is very messy, many pictures are swept like sea 'waves', she is like a small boat in the ocean, up and down with the huge 'waves', dizzy to the point that her vision is a little blurred.

The feeling continued, and she wanted to vomit, but her stomach was empty, and it was very uncomfortable. Gradually, she felt pain all over her body, and she had difficulty breathing, and she gasped heavily, moaning in pain.

"Ah Yan, Ah Yan?"

When she gritted her teeth and insisted, she suddenly heard a very nice voice, mellow, magnetic 'sex', like a feather 'feather' touching the tip of her heart, like ······ That night, I heard it for the first time in the jungle.

She still remembers that when he was full of lust, his voice was the most 'sexual'.

"Ah Yan."

Ran Yan listened to the call, and suddenly fell into darkness, her eyes could feel a little light, so she wanted to open her eyes.

Sticking to the simplest of movements, she felt that all her strength had been consumed.

In the hazy vision, Ran Yan saw the familiar handsome face, but the beard was messy, and it looked several years older.

"Ah Yan." Xiao Song's eyes turned red in an instant, and his eyes were a little swollen. He reached out and stroked Ran Yan's face, "Finally woke up, you don't know, how much the children miss you." ”

What about you, kids? Have you ever missed me? Ran Yan wanted to ask, but it was difficult to make a sound, and a wave of dizziness hit, and Ran Yan frowned slightly.

When she was uncomfortable, her forehead was slightly hot, but Xiao Song dropped a 'kiss' on her forehead as usual.

"Sister-in-law, are you awake?" Liu Qingsong came in with ginseng soup, saw Ran Yan open his eyes, hurriedly put down the bowl, and asked urgently, "Do you still recognize me?" Or is the body conscious? ”

After a burst of dizziness, Ran Yan recalled carefully, could it be that she hit her brain before she fainted? But then I thought of Liu Qingsong's thinking, and I couldn't think about it with normal logic, so I didn't bother to pay attention to his body······ She hated the pain and had to ask for it, how could she not be conscious.

"Don't be noisy." Xiao Song said coldly.

"Jiulang, you see that the ninth sister-in-law doesn't know me anymore, is it amnesia." Liu Qingsong lowered his voice and said worriedly.

Xiao Song looked at Ran Yan, from her eyes, he could be sure that she did not have amnesia, so he ignored Liu Qingsong, and smiled slightly, "Let's drink some ginseng soup first, and I'll have someone bring some porridge later." ”

Ran Yan lay down and swallowed the ginseng soup fed by Xiao Song with difficulty.

Drinking and drinking, I fell asleep again in a daze.

For the next six or seven days, although I was able to eat some liquid food, it was always like this. Xiao Song asked many doctors and knew that this was a normal phenomenon of excessive blood loss, so he was relieved a little.

Ran Yan couldn't move or make a sound, but Xiao Song could guess her needs from her subtle expressions, and when she was bored, he told her stories. The stories Xiao Song said are basically one type, but they just fit Ran Yan's preferences.

In addition to the story, Xiao Song occasionally talks to her about the situation in North Korea and China.

Half a month later, the small injuries on Ran Yan's body were scabbed, and some of them had fallen off, so Xiao Song specially asked the craftsman to make a shoulder that could lie down, and he was finally able to return to his home to recuperate.

During this time, the prince's rebellion had a basic result under the unanimous determination of the elders.

The Han kings Li Yuanchang, Hou Junji, Li Anyan, Du He, and Zhao Jie, who participated in the rebellion, were all sentenced to beheading, and the close relatives of the three clans sat together. However, in view of Mrs. Zhao's righteous murder of her relatives and the exemption of the Du family from capital crimes, Mrs. Zhao's godson has no way to order the 'woman' grade. In addition, Nian Hou Junji made great contributions to the Tang Dynasty, and should keep a pulse of incense for him, so he pardoned his wife and son-in-law, ordered the 'woman' grade, and official status, and was demoted to a concubine and expelled from Chang'an.

At this point, all the charges of those who participated in the rebellion were convicted, and only the executions were awaited. However, Li Chengqian's charges have been debated endlessly, and once Li Shimin asked about it, the elders of the cabinet all said that according to the "Tang Law", it should be beheaded, and in my reasoning, it should be beheaded...... No one dared to say categorically that Li Chengqian must be beheaded.

Xiao Song happened to avoid this storm because of Ran Yan's serious injury.

Xiao Fuzhong.

Xiao Song held a bowl of bone broth and persuaded, "Ah Yan, take another sip." ”

"Don't drink it, you always say it's the last bite, and I'll go to the toilet again and again in a while." Ran Yan frowned, his voice hoarse.

What makes Ran Yan a headache is that Xiao Song does it herself every time she even serves Ran Yan to go to the toilet, she feels that although it is precious to see the truth in adversity, it will always be embarrassing, and the beauty between men and women may be wiped out in a few days. So drinking soup has left a 'yin' shadow in her psyche.

"Well, let's wait two hours before drinking." Xiao Song put down the bowl, wiped the greasy on his hands, and said, "Do you really have a sense of your lower limbs?" ”

"Xiao Yuezhi, I found that you have become naïve, and what Liu Qingsong's unreliable guy said can be believed to be true?" Ran Yan frowned.

Xiao Song shook his head, but said in his mouth, "But what he said, even if I don't know much about medicine, I think it's somewhat credible." ”

Ran Yan said, "How can you be paralyzed so easily?" Only when the spinal cord is highly injured will there be paraplegia. I calculated that when I pierced the poisonous needle into the person's body, the other party would have to stagnate for a moment, so that the force of the fall would be weakened by at least half, and it would not be enough to destroy my spinal cord. Otherwise, how could I be willing to 'expose' the sauce to the enemy? ”

Ran Yan was lucky, she deliberately deviated her body, but the knife still fell near the spine, fortunately it did not hurt the spinal nerves, otherwise even if it may not be paraplegic, the lower body will really lose feeling. As a direct result, it is difficult to control bowel and bowel movements.

Xiao Song frowned, "In this way, he is sick again." ”

Every time Liu Qingsong suffers a major blow, he will subconsciously escape, using those virtual stories to numb himself, he is afraid that something will happen to Ran Yan, no less than Xiao Song, so he wishfully believes that things are going according to his imagination. No matter how bad the process is, the result is always satisfying.

"It seems that Ah Yun can't reassure him either." Ran Yan sighed. In some ways, Liu Qingsong's stubbornness is the same as that of Sang Chen.

Xiao Song heard Ran Yan firmly say that he was fine, and he relaxed slightly, and did not think deeply about Ran Yan's sigh, and instead said, "Ah Yan, I have something I want to discuss with you." ”

"What?" Ran Yan looked at him.

"When the new prince is certain, I will resign, I have a lot of land in Chang'an, and I still have a title, so it is not a problem to have no worries about food and clothing." Xiao Song said.

After the last two incidents, Xiao Song thinks that any guards are unreliable, and it is more reliable to protect them personally. But as a 'waiter' in the criminal department, he has a lot of affairs every day, and it is impossible to pay attention to the situation at home from time to time.

Ran Yan was silent for a long time and said, "I want to agree, but I also understand that I am not suitable for such a leisurely life, if I am destined to die, I would rather be hacked to death than be idle." And you, 'touching' your heart and telling me, are you really willing to be mediocre? ”

"How can you say such unlucky words!" Xiao Song frowned and said, "It's also a skill to be mediocre in farming. ”

This sentence sounds like a refutation of Ran Yan, but in fact, it has already expressed the truest thoughts in his heart, he is definitely not a person who is willing to enjoy the landscape.

For a real man, giving his family glory and wealth is just a manifestation of their achievements, the added value of their pursuit of career, they love power, just like 'women' love to dress up, most of the time they don't need any reason.

"Xiao Yuezhi." Ran Yan said softly, "Resign after ten years, you should know better than me that if the prince rebels, the throne will inevitably be lost, and the time for such turmoil will not be very long." I have suffered so much in this turmoil, and when the world is peaceful, I will give up what I have been pursuing for a long time, and I will be in a panic. ”

Xiao Song looked at her, from a shallow smile to a loud laugh, "Ah Yan, you are really a confidant!" ”

Ran Yan smiled quietly.

The autumn breeze was already slightly cool.

On the stone steps outside the Temple of Mercy and Grace, a young man in a gray 'colored' cloth robe held a broom in his slender hand, sweeping the fallen leaves little by little.

Soon the dead leaves fell from the place that had just been swept, and the young man immediately returned to sweep again.

The sun dappled down on his body and face, reflecting a handsome face. He swept the floor seriously and persistently, immersed in his own world, as if he didn't know that there were so many peeping or onlookers around him.

"Mr. Sang is really handsome······" Someone couldn't help but whisper in admiration, and immediately ushered in a chorus.

In fact, the reason why Sang Chen was sent to sweep the floor was completely accidental. Once Sang Suiyuan felt uncomfortable and went to Master Huaijing to give him a lecture and explain the scriptures, Huaijing said that he had distracting thoughts and sent him to the temple 'gate' to sweep the fallen leaves.

Since that day, the abbot has noticed that there are obviously many times more pilgrims in the temple than before. The abbot, who was full of calmness and wisdom, soon found the reason, and since then he has often sent Sangchen to the 'door' to sweep the fallen leaves, especially in this autumn season, the best season to sweep the fallen leaves, naturally will not let go.

Sang Chen swept from morning to evening, the 'door' of the fang was about to close, and the onlookers dispersed.

Sang Chen swept to the bottom of the steps, looked back, but found that the ground was full of fallen leaves, and decided to go back and sweep again, at this time, there was a fat little novice on it and said loudly, "Uncle, it's time to eat!" ”

"Oh, got it." Sang Chen Road.

The little novice answered, and ran to grab the food with a puff of smoke.

Sang Chen used a broom to pluck the fallen leaves on the ground, thinking about whether to sweep it after dinner, or to sweep it again and then ponder, when there was a loud bang, Sang Chen only felt that a strong wind crossed in front of him, and an object fell straight in front of him, falling under his feet and screaming "oops".

He stared at the beautiful "object" on the ground with a curved forward and backward curve.

The beautiful object 'rubbed' her waist and got up, covered her face with her sleeves, and said delicately, "This minister, the slave family is just passing by, and you haven't seen anything." ”

After that, he pulled out his 'legs' and ran heroically to the fang market soaked in the twilight.

Sang Chen turned his head suddenly, then looked around, and muttered, "Where is the Xianggong." ”

Nowadays, only the prime minister can be called the prime minister...... Could it be that this little lady fell out of the 'hair' problem?

He raised his head again, looked at the sky full of colorful clouds, and stood still for a long time, and the word "passing by" said by the 'girl' just now kept echoing in his mind.

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