Leshu's eyes were red and he nodded.

Uncle Mao smiled kindly, and his words did not leak, "Your Royal Highness is married, there are many affairs in the house, I was busy before, the courtyard is for the subordinates to clean up, come over today to take a look, the subordinates are not doing their best, neglecting the princess, I will punish them when I turn back." ”

Le Shu pursed his lips and bent down to thank Uncle Mao, "Thank you, Uncle Mao, for bothering you." ”

"Go back and take care of your master, and I will send someone to send it when the medicine is decocted." Uncle Mao smiled, and walked out of the yard after speaking.

In less than half an hour, several servants came and changed all the belongings and bedding in the house.

I also sent a lot of supplements and fabrics.

Chu Yuan woke up from this movement, and as soon as he opened his eyes, Le Shu happily ran over, lay on the head of the bed and said happily: "Childe, the housekeeper has sent a lot of things here to replenish your body." ”

Chu Yuan listened quietly, his eyes were clean and beautiful, but he didn't see the slightest joy.

"Put things away and keep them safe." He spoke, his voice hoarse.

Leshu was stunned, "But, that's for you." ”

"I don't." He coughed twice, tugging at his chest for a burst of pain.

Seeing that Leshu was puzzled, he sat up with his sick body, his face was pale, and his voice was soft and slow, "We are now sending people under the fence, and we all stretch out our hands to ask for food, clothing, and so on, and after a long time, alms will become disgusted, and then we will ......."

Chu Yuan lowered his eyes.

At that time, they will be like lost dogs, neglected and blinded.

Rather than this, it is better not to accept these charities from the beginning.

"Leshu, you have to remember that in this prince's mansion, we are the most incompatible outsiders."

He knew from the age of ten that what didn't belong to him was in vain.

Chu Yuan raised his eyes and looked at the mansion in front of him quietly.

This is where he will stay for the rest of his life.

Remote, desolate.

It is more spacious and comfortable than a dilapidated temple, but it has also lost its last freedom.

It's good, he thought.

The rest of his life is scarce, but a few years of spring and autumn, he came to this world, hurried for more than ten years, saw all the prosperity, and was tired of the years.

The author has something to say:

Chu Yuan (vicissitudes of life): I'm tired and don't want to live.

Lu Ronghuai (shocked face): Yuan Yuan, how can I live without you [Er Kang's hand]

Thank you for your support, bow down!

Chapter 6

Five days later, on the sixth day of the lunar month.

Chu Yuan drank the decoction for five days, and the root of his tongue was bitter, and the wind and cold were finally cured.

On this day, the weather was clear, and it was rare that there was no snow in the afternoon, so Chu Yuan took a book, wrapped himself in a cloak, and sat under the porch to read quietly.

There are many dead trees in the yard, and Leshu sweeps the snow and is busy picking up dead branches, planning to keep them for firewood after drying.

Fang Ya and Fang Fei came back from outside.

Fang Fei pushed open the door and saw Leshu piling branches in one place, and said to Fang Yanu, "Look, if it's really from a small country, you can't put it on the table, and you can't even throw the rotten wood on the ground." ”

"It's not that you don't know what kind of master there is, what kind of slave there is," Fang Ya covered her mouth and smiled, her voice was high, "The master is reluctant to light a candle at night, and the slave is naturally like this." ”

"I heard that Ning Gongzi came to the mansion in the morning and gave the Third Highness a rare purebred sweat and blood horse, and the Third Highness liked it very much, and pulled Ning Gongzi out of the mansion to race the horse, and then look here, it's really pitiful."

With that, both of them laughed happily.

They have come to deliver food these days, but at night, Baochun Yuan can't see five fingers, and they can't even see the road clearly, and they have long been dissatisfied.

Le Shu grabbed the dead branch in his hand, he squatted on the ground, his cheeks bulged slightly, but he remembered what Chu Yuan had said, so he lowered his head and continued to pick up branches.

The two laughed for a long time, and found that neither master nor servant had any reaction.

"Hey!" Fang Ya walked up to Leshu and raised her foot to kick over the pile of branches, "Are you deaf, didn't you hear what you said?" ”

The branches that had been piled up for a long time were kicked everywhere, and he stood up angrily, his chest rising and falling violently.

"I heard, I heard it in both ears! It's going down! ”

The two of them were stunned by his yelling.

Leshu was still angry, "I'll go and tell Uncle Mao tomorrow that the place of Baochun Courtyard is small and can't accommodate two big Buddhas." ”

"You want to sue?" Fang Fei seemed to be in disbelief, her eyes widened, her eyes bulged, and her voice was extremely sharp, "It's up to you, and you still want to go to the housekeeper to support you?" ”

Fang Ya also said: "Don't think that the housekeeper has sent you some good things, so you will treat yourself as the master, it is just a polite courtesy, and you don't look at what kind of place this is, in front of us, if you have the ability, you will sue it." ”

"Go, go, do you really think we're afraid of you?"

The two of you come and go, and you don't give Leshu a chance to speak at all.

The music book is drumming.

At this moment, a cyan figure suddenly floated by his side.

Chu Yuan stood in front of Leshu and looked at the two of them coldly.

His beautiful and gentle eyebrows were like a layer of frost, and the cinnabar between his eyebrows was gorgeous, and he said to the two of them without any fluctuations: "Go out." ”

With the two words Lone and Cold, Fang Fei and Fang Ya actually felt a coercion.

It's like the superior is standing in front of them, and there is a kind of control momentum that looks down on the world.

And such a momentum, they can hardly believe that it can be felt in a powerless and weak person.

Before the two came back to their senses, they were driven out of the yard by Leshu with a broom.

After going out, the two gritted their teeth and looked at the closed door behind them.

Fang Fei: "This slut! ”

"Hmph, wait and see, you brought it on yourself." Fang Ya spat at the door and said in a vicious voice.

In the evening, snow began to fall in the sky, and neither of the two sisters who were supposed to come to deliver the food appeared.

Leshu looked at the door several times, waited until it was dark, and finally had to hold his stomach and sigh, "Childe guessed again, they really didn't bring us food." ”

"Childe drank medicine before, I went to the kitchen once, I knew how to go, Childe was waiting at home, and I went to get dinner by myself." Leshu said, rubbing his frozen hands, ready to go out.

Chu Yuan was not at ease and wanted to go along.

"It's going to snow, the boy is just cold, he can't stand the cold, and the slave will come back soon." Leshu stopped him and ran away in an instant.

Chu Yuan had no choice but to sit in the house and wait for him.

He sat quietly, the room was dark, and he waited for an unknown amount of time, his hands and feet were cold, and he still didn't see the music book come back.

At this time, the courtyard gate was suddenly blown open by a strong gust of wind, and the cold wind that howled out was like a fierce ghost and evil beast, which made people shudder to hear.

Fangya's face appeared in the doorway.

She lit the lantern, looked arrogant, and said to the dark room: "Princess, Leshu broke something in the kitchen, and she still refuses to admit her mistake, so the housekeeper asked the slave to invite you over." ”

Chu Yuan raised his eyes, his eyes were clear, and his expression was calm.

On the road, two figures, one in front and one behind, walked forward silently.

The footsteps behind her stepped on the snow shallowly, Fang Ya looked back, Chu Yuan was dressed in green clothes, wrapped in a white fox fur cloak, his bony fingers held a bamboo umbrella, and his black hair was draped over his shoulders.

A malicious smile rose at the corner of her mouth, but she said, "The princess is following closely, don't get lost." ”

Chu Yuan ignored it and lowered his head to pay attention to the road.

Fang Ya's eyes turned straight and deliberately broke it, and she raised the lantern back, and the warm yellow candlelight swept across the snow in front of him.

Chu Yuan paused suddenly, his breathing slightly condensed.

Fang Ya looked at it gloatingly, and saw him silently pressing the umbrella down to completely cut off the light on her side, and her heart was extremely happy.

She turned and walked forward on her toes.

The two of them walked in the snowy night, only a candle was faintly lit.

I don't know how long they walked, the two walked to a rockery, the road was winding, and when Chu Yuan bypassed a mountain wall and looked up, there was no Fang Ya's figure.

He shouted, but no one answered.

Chu Yuan pursed his lips, raised his hand and touched the mountain wall, his hand was cold and biting, and there was a cold wind coming from all directions.

He was silent for a moment, suppressing the wry smile in his heart.

Knowing that there was fraud, he still followed.

The purpose of the two maids was him, and if they just wanted to take the opportunity to punish him, they wouldn't target Leshu too much.

The snow is deep and slippery, and the night is thick.

The wind was miserable in the rockery, and Chu Yuan couldn't discern the direction, so he had to grope for a way out.

It's just that he miscalculated the scope of this rockery, and went around it for more than half an hour, but he didn't get out.

Eventually, he was exhausted and leaned against a stone wall to catch his breath.

Once stopped, the wet and cold chill couldn't stop drilling into his body, Chu Yuan's frozen limbs stiffened, and the breath he exhaled didn't have much heat.

If you can't stop, you'll be frozen and unconscious.

The thought crossed his mind, and he stood up straight against the stone wall, and stomped his feet on the spot, only his own breathing could be heard in the darkness.

Let's walk further, maybe the exit is just ahead.

He comforted himself in his heart, the cold wind was blowing in his face, he could barely open his eyes, his fingers were stiff and he couldn't hold it, and the paper umbrella was blown away directly by the wind.

The snow fell, and soon his black hair was frosty white.

Chu Yuan wrapped his cloak tightly, facing the wind, and moved forward with difficulty.