Out of Tingzhou City, the sand and dust were flying, and the horses galloped all the way.

Xiao Yan's line is all horsebacking, the twenty tooth soldiers escorted are the elite soldiers selected from the tooth soldiers, the superb riding skills are naturally needless to say, the weakest Qinghui also exercised riding skills and endurance in the sea of small sand, galloping all the way, the speed is not comparable to the peers of the large team, there is no stop on the way, just every thirty miles to meet the post house to rest the horsepower, this day ran one hundred and eighty miles, and arrived at the sixth post house after the Tingzhou City in the evening to rest.

Xiao Yan doesn't have high requirements for living, as long as the house is clean, and there is no need to lay a seat on the ground. Most of the rooms in the inn and inn are furnished with piers, so that people can sit with their feet down, and they don't need to take off their shoes when they enter the house. Xiao Yan told Bingbi and Qinghui not to be so particular, will you be so particular when you arrive at the barracks? It's better to get used to it early. The two of them respectfully agreed. So they gave the only room with reed mats to the tooth soldiers, and they made bunks on the floor anyway. Xiao Yan's master and servant lived in two rooms where they sat on their feet, and Qinghui was in the same room with her.

The eyes of the tooth soldiers were a little strange, but no one thought about the affairs of men and women, because the Xiao family stipulated that Langjun should not touch women before the age of seventeen, maybe Seventeen Langjun preferred to serve as a maidservant? Of course, Bingbi didn't think it was strange, because after coming out of the small sand sea, it was Qinghui who was serving in the seventeenth Langjun house.

Xiao Yan thought about it, after arriving at the barracks, he had to ask Qinghui to tell Bingbi his identity as a girl, so as to save the inconvenience of acting in the future.

After packing up, the group went to the lobby of the post house for dinner.

Xiao Yan and the tooth soldiers ate together, since she had to adapt to the life of the barracks, of course she couldn't let Qinghui open a small stove for her, and she could eat whatever the post house provided.

The food in the lobby of the post house is not a dining table, but a simplified kettle door table, which can sit around a dozen people, and the kettle door around the table is simplified, only supported by four high legs, and four benches are placed on all sides of the long and wide table. This is different from the pot door table bench for palace banquets or nobles to have a suburban dinner, that bench is wide enough to sit cross-legged, and the benches in post houses and inns are very narrow, you can only sit with your feet down, and you are resolutely not allowed to take off your shoes. Do you smell while eating? The inns and inns are not noble people who bathe in incense every day and have no foot odor! (Those with smelly feet don't have the face to come out to socialize)

But Qinghui and Bingbi refused to eat at the same table with Xiao Yan anyway, they were slaves and maids, and slaves and masters sat differently, this is the rule, so they sat at another table with more than a dozen tooth soldiers.

The staple food served by the inn tonight is black (buckwheat bun), wheat rice, soup cake (noodles), and the side dishes are vinegar celery, sunflower soup, boiled mutton pieces and mixed sauce, and a portion of sheep cheese syrup. Of course, the chef of the post house can't be compared with the chef of the Guogong Mansion, Xiao Yan has eaten such unpalatable food for the first time in his life. But no matter how unpalatable it was, she still ate it. Later, when she entered the barracks, the fire food might be worse than this, and she had to get used to it.

As she ate her dinner, she thought to herself, "Brother and sister must have read her letter, right?"

I hope Brother doesn't get too excited......

***

Xiao Cong will be angry.

In the morning, the couple entered the barracks and were busy, and did not rest until lunch in the camp. After lunch, the two rested in the military tent, and Xiao Cong wanted to read the letter. Shen Qingyi kindly reminded: "If Shiro doesn't want to affect the afternoon patrol, it's best to go back and see again." ”

Xiao Cong was suspicious, and turned his head to look at her, "Qing Yi knows what Seventeen wrote?" ”

Shen Qingyi rested on the couch and half-closed his eyes and said, "I probably know." ”

Xiao Cong wanted to ask, but seeing that her face showed a tired look, she remembered that she went to the medical tent in the morning, met with all the doctors and the sick officers, and then patrolled the barracks to check the situation of the injured and sick. If you're not in a hurry, you won't be able to finish a day. ”

Shen Qingyi said: "It's okay, just rest for a moment or two." ”

She's not physically tired, she's mentally tired.

As soon as I rested, I felt empty, and it was better to be busy, at least I didn't have time to think about it.

She couldn't bear to read the letter Xiao Yan had given her, she was afraid that she would think about her even more after reading it—no matter what she wrote.

Xiao Cong touched the letter, but still listened to Shen Qingyi, put the letter back into the inner pocket of the arrow-sleeved robe, and lay down on the couch in his middle coat, covering the other half of the felt blanket.

The couple got up after a two-quarter hour rest, and in the afternoon they began to visit the doctor again, listening to the doctor's detailed explanation of the medical conditions in the army, wartime medical treatment, etc., and only after the unitary time, they went out of the camp and returned home with Wei Jingshou and his son under the escort of the guards.

The couple went back to the Grand View Courtyard, bathed and changed clothes, and the dinner in the West Pavilion was put on the table.

Both of them were absent-minded, hastily ate their meals, and went back to the main room. Xiao Cong took out the letter, opened it with a paper cutter, and said, "What kind of secret letter, it has to be sealed with fire paint." ”

Shen Qingyi waved her hand and withdrew the maid in the house, sat behind the desk leaning on the hidden sac, did not answer, took the teacup, lowered her eyes and drank tea, thinking in her heart which post house she should go to, food and accommodation must be with the post house, there will not be too much attention, will she get used to it?

Xiao Cong took the letter and looked at it.

After reading just one sentence, his hand shook.

"Brother, don't be angry, in fact, I am your sister, not your brother."

Xiao Cong's expression was struck by lightning.

"Well, my father knows, the princess's mother knows, and my sister knows when she heals me."

Xiao Cong stiffened his neck, as if he could hear a "creak" and twisted towards Shen Qingyi's side.

So, he was the last to know?!

"I really don't want to hide it from you, this is my biological mother's order, and my father also knows it, you can ask your father for the specific reason! Actually, I also want to know, is it really because my looks are too good? What about coaxing children? It's so sad. Brother, go back and help me ask. ”

Xiao Cong smiled angrily when he saw this.

"Brother, don't be angry. Look at me, I can't see people with masks, that's what I call aggrieved. Alas, it's pitiful. Boom. ”

Still "huh"?! The corners of Xiao Cong's eyes twitched.

Strike him with a thunderbolt!

Imagining Xiao Yan holding a handkerchief, Xiao Cong's face stiffened, and the goosebumps on his arms stood up - was that his brother? Oh no, it's my sister! Xiao Cong dropped the letter.

"This ...... This ......" he gritted his teeth and patted the letter, unable to speak for a long time.

Shen Qingyi drank tea to himself.

Xiao Cong picked up the letter again and read it.

"Brother, I miss you every day! Woo woo, so reluctant. ”

Xiao Cong snorted angrily, "It's useless to say good things." But his expression eased a little.

"Also, don't worry about me. Aunt Seven knows that I am a niece and not a nephew, and she will be well settled, don't worry. ”

Xiao Cong raised his head suddenly, he was shocked and annoyed and ignored this, his face suddenly changed color, and his eyes looked straight at Shen Qingyi, "Seventeen is a girl, you all know, and even let her go to the barracks?!" ”

There was anger in his voice, and it was fiercer than it had ever been.

Shen Qingyi raised his eyes to look at him, his gaze was like deep snow, cold and quiet.

Xiao Cong couldn't help but be angry under such a gaze, and his face calmed down.

Shen Qingyi gently put down the teacup and said, "Since my father agreed to let her go to the barracks, there must be considerations in it. I'm afraid Seventeen's background is problematic. I guess Aunt Seven may know something. After going to Jingzhou, Shiro can ask Aunt Seven, it's better than you being in a hurry here. Will you still be able to chase her back? ”

Xiao Cong's expression was a little sneering, he had this intention when he was angry.

Shen Qingyi got up and took the letter to read, the more she looked at it, the funnier it became, the corners of her mouth twitched when she saw "Huh", and when she saw the sentence "will be well settled" by Aunt Seven, she secretly praised her cleverness, obviously diverting her fourth brother's attention, and then when she saw the last sentence, she burst out laughing.

Xiao Cong took the letter and looked at it, and saw that it was written on the back, "I miss my brother in 10,000 words......", and there was a long list of dots and dots behind it......

There are three rows of paving.

He was angry and amused, and he saw the last sentence:

"Brother, don't you learn from your seventh aunt and her father, crying in front of the camp and hugging me to join the army! It's so humiliating, huh. ”

Xiao Cong's face froze.

Crying and hugging to prevent her from joining the army.

Crying and hugging.

The corners of Xiao Cong's mouth twitched.

“…… It's still humble!! Xiao Cong gritted her teeth angrily, "When I see her, let her be embarrassed!" ”

Shen Qingyi smiled and supported the case.

The depressed and tangled mood was washed away.

Xiao Cong shook the letter and said, "Look at it, her intelligence has been used here, her words are happy, pretend to be pitiful, divert attention, and then talk sweetly...... Scold! After repeating it, most of his anger was dissipated by this angry smile.

Shen Qingyi stopped laughing and raised his body and said, "Isn't this the art of war you taught her?" ”

Xiao Cong: ......

For a moment, his face was sullen, "Qingyi you know, you have been hiding from me for so long." ”

Shen Qingyi raised his eyebrows, "After getting along for so long, you haven't found out, who are you complaining about?" ”

Xiao Cong was speechless, "...... Who would have thought she was a sister. "You don't even think about it that way, okay?

Ah Yan's appearance is not the kind of feminine that is very feminine, although she is extremely beautiful, her eyebrows are oblique, revealing her heroic spirit, her posture is beautiful and upright, not a woman's graceful, walking and sitting also gives people the feeling that Yushan is on the side, and her smile is bright, her eyes are open, which makes people feel that she has a down-and-out bearing - how can such a younger brother suspect that he is a younger sister?

Xiao Cong held his forehead and groaned. With a groan, the blow was a bit big, let him rest for a while.

Shen Qingyi couldn't help but think about the letter Xiao Yan gave her, she didn't know what she wrote, her thoughts were flying wildly for a while, and her heartbeat was a little disordered.

Xiao Cong turned his head and asked her, "What did Ah Yan write to you?" ”

Shen Qingyi glanced at him, "You want to read the letter that my sister wrote to my sister?" ”

Xiao Cong immediately hehe, "I don't want to read your sister-in-law's private words." ”

said that his teeth were sore again, and his younger brother became a younger sister all of a sudden, and he could no longer pat his shoulder, knock his head, and do those close behaviors between brothers...... So depressed.

Xiao Cong also wanted to sigh.

Suddenly, I remembered that yesterday afternoon I talked about my brother's relationship with my brother, oh no sister, and talked about my brother and sister-in-law......

Xiao Cong's expression cracked.

He picked up the letter on the desk in one hand, hehehe, "I'll go to the study to write a letter to my father." As he spoke, he got up and walked out of the room, and his back was a little hurried.

Shen Qingyi didn't notice his strange appearance, sat with his eyes down for a while, and took out the letter from his wide sleeve pocket.

Letters, not sealed.

She pulled out the letterhead.

The letter paper is very light, with only one thin page.

The letter is not long, only a few dozen words.

She looked at it word by word, and her lips seemed to smile and hurt.

……

Don't be sad, sister.

Shen Qingyi closed his eyes, his soft and long eyelashes were wet, and he was as fragile as a butterfly's thin wings for a moment.

After a long time, he got up, walked to the floor, took the white gauze lampshade, put the letter paper on the candle flame, and watched the firelight devour it, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into nothing, leaving only a thin piece of ash.

A qiē will pass.

Shen Wenyin, don't be sad.

If you bury it, after a long time, it will turn to ashes.

The author has something to say: Xiao Yan's sensitivity makes Shen Qingyi feel happy and sad, but because of Xiao Yan's sensitivity, she must hide her feelings deeper and bury them, and after a long time, she will turn into ashes. -- The heart is gray, that's exactly what happened.

This is the explanation of Shen Qingyi's mental path.

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