Chapter 17

Rong Jin half-knelt on the side of the bed and leaned over into Shen Yu's wide clothes.

Shen Yu is as calm as ever, a son from a family like him is accustomed to serving others. But Rong Jin was a little nervous, especially when he took off the navy blue robe and untied the tie of the middle coat, he almost became self-defeating and tied into a dead knot.

The distance between the two was very close, and Rong Jin lowered his eyes, but he could still feel his gaze.

The snow-white middle coat was untied, Rong Jin bit his lip, and he didn't know where to put his eyes.

It was only at this time that she realized that although Shen Yu didn't look strong, he was not the kind of figure that was so thin that he was so thin that he was erect, his muscles and bones were smooth, and his half-covered and half-hidden abdominal lines were faintly visible......

After all, he is a person who has practiced martial arts since he was a child and has been on the battlefield for a long time, rather than a scholar who is powerless.

But what shocked Rong Jin the most was the terrible scars on his body.

One on top of the other, although it has healed, as long as you think about the appearance of the skin and flesh at the beginning, it is still terrifying. In particular, the few horrible scratches at the mouth of the heart seem to be left by the claws of a fierce beast......

Yan Qingyi said that it was a big fate for him to survive, which is indeed very reasonable.

Are these wounds from the battle?

Rong Jin couldn't tell the difference, but subconsciously felt that it should be more than that.

"Why are you stunned?"

Shen Yu's voice sounded in his ears, Rong Jin came back to his senses, didn't dare to look any more, and retreated after cleaning up.

The Yan family is the best at acupuncture in medical skills, Yan Qingyi is five years old and can already memorize the meridian acupuncture points of the whole body, and he is familiar with silver needles in one hand.

But this time, she was cautious with every stitch.

It seems that the slightest mistake will lead to irreversible consequences.

Shen Yu sat motionless on his knees, his expression indifferent, like a jade carved Buddha statue.

But the fine cold sweat that continued to ooze from his forehead showed what kind of torture he was enduring it.

Rong Jin hesitated for a moment, but still took out the handkerchief in his sleeve, and took advantage of Yan Qingyi's contemplation to wipe the sweat drops from his eyelashes for him.

The crow-like eyelashes fluttered slightly, and Shen Yu opened his eyes to look at her, with some indescribable meaning in his eyes.

After half an hour, Yan Qingyi finally breathed a sigh of relief, took the tea handed by Rong Jin, and ordered: "Don't move, I'll see it in an hour." ”

She didn't guard it herself, she went outside to ask for pen and ink, and pondered the prescription by herself, and the care fell on Rong Jin.

Rong Jin sat by the window and watched not far away.

Because Yan Qingyi said that lightly, Rong Jin should not have any surprises, but not long after, he saw that the corners of Shen Yu's lips were overflowing with blood!

The blood was blackened, and it slowly trickled down his pale jaw, shocking.

Rong Jin reacted, and hurriedly got up almost like a fried hair, and was about to call Yan Qingyi to check, but heard Shen Yu say calmly: "Don't panic." ”

After speaking, his eyes fell on the handkerchief in her hand.

Rong Jin immediately understood what Shen Yu meant, and quickly stepped forward to wipe the blood from the corners of his lips for him.

Shen Yu said again: "Water." ”

Rong Jin knew that Shen Yu hated blood, but he really didn't know where his composure came from, so he still called Yan Qingyi first, and then poured water to rinse his mouth.

Yan Qingyi took Rong Jin's blood-stained embroidered handkerchief and looked at it for a moment, then leaned close to the tip of her nose and sniffed, but she didn't do anything, only said, "Let's take a look." ”

She was able to sit still, but Shang Lu, who came back from changing the water, was anxious when she saw it, but she was stopped by Shen Yu just as she spoke.

"Don't make noise," Shen Yu's voice was extremely weak, but he easily suppressed the impatient Shang Lu, and he said in a low voice, "What's the panic?" I can't die. ”

It seems to be scolding Shang Lu, and it is like talking to himself.

When Yan Qingyi carefully pulled out the silver needles on his body after staying up for an hour, Shen Yu's whole person seemed to be fished out of water, and his sideburns were drenched.

And those silver needles were half blackened, and they were obviously no longer usable.

Yan Qingyi sighed in distress, soaked the silver needle into the previous potion, and instructed: "Put it for a few hours, and when you find a place to bury it tomorrow, don't get contaminated." ”

Shang Lu answered, and stopped talking: "That son's illness ......"

"It should be fine for a while, and as for the side, I can't pack the ticket." Yan Qingyi never hid her illness, and finished the prescription she had written half before, "I need to go back to Qinglu to get some things in person, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back before the city gate is locked." Tell someone to decoction according to this recipe, and you should be able to stabilize the condition temporarily. ”

Shang Lu was anxious again when he heard this "should", and he didn't care about taboos, and asked, "What if it can't be stabilized?" ”

"That's how it should be. Even if I keep an eye on it, I can't do more. Yan Qingyi threw down the pen, "I see that your son-in-law still has something to worry about in his heart, and he should be reluctant to swallow his breath......"

Rong Jin was about to help Shen Yu lie down, and when he heard this rather unkind words, he subconsciously raised his eyes to see his reaction.

Shen Yu was not annoyed, and his thin lips, which were almost bloodless, moved slightly.

Rong Jin saw that he seemed to be struggling to speak, and subconsciously leaned closer, his cold lips brushed her slightly hot earlobe, and Shen Yu's hoarse voice sounded: "Call Shang Lu and escort Miss Yan back." ”

"Okay." Rong Jin turned his face and whispered Shen Yu's meaning, and also emphasized the word "escort".

Yan Qingyi's expression froze, and then she said helplessly: "I knew that once I got involved with you people, it would be endless trouble." ”

There are too many people who want Shen Yu to die, if it weren't for the fact that this disease is really rare, and it took her a few years to figure it out, Yan Qingyi decided to go as far away from this trouble as she could.

She glanced meaningfully at Rong Jin beside Shen Yu before leaving.

Rong Jin thought deeply of Yan Qingyi's words, but she didn't have a choice at this time, not only could she not hide away, but she even had to get closer.

She could see early on that Shen Yu was a bit clean.

Even if he has become ill with such a weak appearance, he still refuses to rest, if it is not for his body to really not allow it, he is afraid that he will ask someone to boil water to bathe, but at the moment he can only barely give in.

It wasn't until Changfeng wiped his body with warm water and changed into new bedclothes that he finally closed his eyes.

Changfeng picked up the residual water and proposed: "Then please ask the girl to take care of me here, I will wait outside, if there is anything, just call me." ”

Rong Jin nodded in response.

She hadn't closed her eyes for more than a day, she had something to worry about, but she didn't feel tired, and when everything came to an end for the time being, she seemed to have been drained of her strength suddenly, and her back and legs were sore.

She sat on her foot, half-leaning on the bed, as she had done at the vigil.

The warm afternoon sunlight shines into the inner room through the rhombic pane, and the warm incense burning in the Boshan furnace brings some sleep-aiding effects, and tiredness and sleepiness hit together.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep at the end of the bed.

The severed strands of hair scattered from behind the ears, and in the sunlight, they seemed to be plated with broken gold.

When Shen Yu opened his eyes silently, what he saw was Rong Jin's sleeping appearance.

The slender figure shrunk into a small ball at the end of the bed, half of his face buried in the crook of his arm, his eyelashes long and curled, elongated by the oblique sunlight, like a butterfly wing.

I don't know what kind of tiredness I have become, but I can sleep so sweetly in such a position.

He couldn't sleep.

Between breaths, it seems that the old wounds in the lungs will be involved, like a blunt knife cutting flesh, which can be called full torture.

But what made him even more sleepless was Cheng Kai's tearful cry in the dungeon last night.

Under Guan Hongze's deliberate "care", Cheng Kai has been tortured all kinds of times, and he has long since lost the majestic appearance of the past. Although he still has half a life left, he is already described as withered, his gray hair and beard are dirty and messy, and the pair of cold sharp eyes of the past have become cloudy.

After seeing him, he regained some clarity.

"Major General......" As soon as Cheng Kai opened his mouth, he couldn't stop coughing, trembling like chaff.

Now when the courtiers see Shen Yu, they will politely call him "Shen Xiang", and the only one who will be called "Young General" like this is the old department of the Anping Army who worked with him in Mobei back then.

Shen Yu was a few steps away from him, and just like back then, he called "Uncle Cheng".

He had a smile on his face, but there was no longer the closeness and trust in his tone, but it was terrifying.

"Major General, if you are determined to kill me, I will admit it." Cheng Kai's hands were bound by iron chains and could not move, his nails were all pulled out at some point, the wounds festered, exuding a disgusting smell, and begged, "I just ask you to remember the love of the past and spare my wife and children at home......."

Shen Yu's eyes were calm, but there was still a gentle smile on his lips: "Since Uncle Cheng already understands why I want your life, how dare you mention anything to me about the past years?" ”

"Everyone in the world said that the difficulty of Brahma was caused by the succession, and all this debt was recorded on the vein of the abolished prince. They are the initiators, and they should be forbidden to kill, exterminate the race, and extinct the species," Shen Yu approached and said coldly, "But my father was strict in governing the army back then, if it wasn't for the collusion between people inside and outside, how could it have caused such a tragedy?" ”

"Back then, 30,000 soldiers were buried in Brahma Plain, bleeding and drifting, and there was no one to collect the corpses, and countless vultures and wild wolves were eaten by the blood." Shen Yu said this, the calmness that seemed to be engraved on his face no longer existed, the hands under the wide robe and wide sleeves were unconsciously clenched, and the nails almost melted into the palms, "The blood soaked the loess of Brahma Plain, the white bones were thick, and no one dared to approach the people around, saying that there are often unjust souls crying at night......

"You talk to me about the love of the past, Uncle Cheng, have you ever been to Brahma to see them all these years?"

Shen Yu was trapped in Mobei for three years, and it was too late to return to Beijing.

Even if he is in a high position and is biting the clues to track down, time has passed, and the old things have been turned over with the severance of the abolished prince's lineage, and all kinds of related things have long been destroyed and destroyed.

can't come up with enough evidence, even if it is a saint who treats him very kindly in the eyes of the world, he doesn't want to bring up the old things again and regenerate twists and turns.

Shen Yu was disgusted by this feeling of powerlessness, and finally got tired of self-proof, and on that thunderstormy summer night, he made a choice that he would never have made before-

He wants to use false evidence to kill the guilty.

Cheng Kai has deceived himself all these years and deliberately wanted to forget about it, but now he was provoked by him in person, his face was panicked, and he muttered: "It's not me, it's really not me......"

Shen Yu walked in front of him, lowered his eyes, and asked, "Who is that?" Who else? ”

Cheng Kai was tortured for several days, and his spirit, which collapsed like a string, finally broke, and tears flowed: "Young General, you don't understand, everyone has selfish ......"

The blood-stained Brahma Plain, which arose because of the abolition of the prince, was also a conspiracy that either acquiesced or fueled the troubles.