Chapter Fifty-Four: The Guest Sleeps Huan Mansion

The noise in the courtyard woke up the two who were dazed and drowsy. The sun that was still on his body hid somehow, and the sky outside began to overcast. Han Yue motioned for the silver-haired man to continue lying down, and he went out to take a look.

I saw a few large wooden boxes in the courtyard, Huan Yi, Zhang Xiao and Zhang Xiao, and a few soldiers and family members were checking one by one. Seeing that Han Yue finally came out of the room, Huan Yi stepped forward to explain, saying that General Huan had sent someone to move their luggage from the inn, and they were now inspecting.

Han Yue asked about their condition, and they all slept well, and they had almost recovered. Han Yue glanced at the luggage, naturally there was no silver-haired man in the luggage, and he didn't even know where he lived, the most luggage was naturally Zhang Xiao's, and he was buying and buying all the way. Han Yue picked up his purple-blue Qiu Huyu, picked up Zhang Xiao's cotton robe with a mink fur collar, and said, "Bring the rice here, we will eat it in the room", then turned around to go back to the house, walked to the door of the house and remembered something, turned to a few family members and said, "Remember to buy some tobacco leaves later, buy a few more." ”

Zhang Xiao pointed to Han Yue's back, opened his mouth to Huan Yi, and made a "Look at him!" mouth, which was stopped by Huan Yi with his eyes. He knew Han Yue's cold and warm temper, but did this "we" mean that I was asked to go too?

Han Yue didn't want to eat with everyone, because he didn't want others to know that the silver-haired man couldn't see during the day, at least he didn't want to know too early. When I returned to the house, I saw that the silver-haired man was still leaning against the head of the bed, his head was slightly lowered, and he covered half of his face with a few strokes of silver hair, thinking that he was asleep again. But I heard him say, "Live in peace." He clearly heard the conversation in the courtyard.

Han Yue looked at him questioningly, he dimly felt that Han Yue was looking at him, and said softly, "That General Huan, hospitable. It's rare for everyone to come, and it should be more than a few days. As soon as Han Yue heard what he said, he hurriedly walked to the window and glanced at the scene in the courtyard, several dark shadows were reflected in the sunlight outside the moon gate of the small courtyard, and in addition to the family, maidservants, and soldiers in the courtyard, the number of people added up to no less than ten. The silver-haired man said, "Don't look at it. He pointed to the roof, meaning that the roof was also there.

Without the sun, the room became gloomy and cold, and Han Yue clothed him with his own fox coat. He touched the plush fur and asked where his clothes were, and Han Yue said that they were taken by the maidservant. As he spoke, he took out a few brocade bags from the gap at the foot of the bed and threw them at his hand. The man groped and curled the corners of his mouth, which was a thank you. It seems that in the future, we must be cautious in our words and deeds, we can't say a word, we can't say more, we should be loud and loud, we should be quiet, we should be silent. It's good to remind other people.

The silver-haired man pinched and squeezed in a shriveled brocade bag for a while, and finally pulled out a small pinch of tobacco leaves, put it under his nose and sniffed it. Han Yue couldn't bear to laugh when he saw his intoxicated appearance, and broke off the cigarette from his hand, which was fortunately enough for half a bag of cigarettes. Han Yue lit it for him, delivered the smoking pot to him, and said, "Okay, I've let them buy it." Seeing him take a deep breath and spit out half a smoke ring, Han Yue felt more and more funny, he, a beautiful boy who is famous all over the world, actually lit a cigarette for a person of unknown origin and rubbed him with medicine... Thinking of this, Han Yue's heart was hot, and he remembered that today's medicine had not been delivered yet. He wanted to get up and call the servant, but was stopped by the silver-haired man: "Medicine, they will send it." Han Yue was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself that he could not read minds? The silver-haired man said again, "No." Han Yue's eyes widened, and after thinking about it, he still didn't want to.

The silver-haired man smoked a cigarette as he handed Han Yue another bulging bag, which contained three very small stones, although the stones were only the size of a finger's belly, one of them was heavy.

"This is?" Han Yue asked in his heart, he wanted to see if this person could read minds. The man made a picking motion. He really understands it!

At that time, everyone was looking at the seal inscription on the stone wall, but he was staring at the other wall. borrowed a dagger from Zhang Xiao, it turned out that it was also to pick these stones. Han Yue picked up a piece and looked closely, the stone was glowing with black and blue luster, and the texture was delicate, except for the color, nothing else was special.

There was a knock at the door, and the silver-haired man grabbed two stones and put them in a brocade bag and put them into his arms, but left one in Han Yue's hand. Han Yue understood, carefully stuffed the stone into the hidden pocket on the inside of the brocade robe, and went to open the door. Outside the door stood Huan Yi Zhang Xiao, followed by a maid with a tray and a housekeeper carrying a suitcase.

When he entered the room, Zhang Xiao asked, "Did you sleep with the big man last night?" The silver-haired man had already taken advantage of Han Yue to open the door, and lay down and pretended to be asleep. Han Yue replied: "He was unconscious, and I fell asleep." ”

"How is he? Haven't you woken up yet?" Zhang Xiao heard that he was unconscious, and walked to the bedside to check with concern. Han Yue didn't want Zhang Xiao to do any more, so he said, "It's okay, eat", and took the lead in sitting down to eat.

According to the rules of the barracks, the Huan family only has two meals a day, although it is not dark yet, but this meal is also dinner. The dishes are quite exquisite, four meats, four vegetables and one soup, but millet is mostly spicy, but it is a meal, and I haven't eaten it seriously for a few days, Han Yue doesn't eat spicy and doesn't eat meat, and he made an exception to fill in a bowl of rice. Sure enough, the medicine was brought over with it. And a big pack of tobacco leaves.

Zhang Xiao held back his words, and so did Huan Yi, just about to speak, but was blocked by Han Yue's sentence of "eat without words", and the three of them finished the meal silently. Han Yue picked up the teapot and wanted to pour tea for the two, which was rare, it had always been someone else who poured tea for Prince Luochuan. Han Yue picked up the teacup and handed it to Huan Yi, and quietly squeezed Huan Yi's hand three times, Huan Yi understood, and said to Zhang Xiao: "Eat and drink enough, go back to the room and sleep." He also stretched and made a tired pose. Zhang Xiao originally wanted to come over with a few people to be lively, but it was even more boring here, so he had to get up and say goodbye in a daze. The maidservant girl wanted to remove the food, Han Yue said no, maybe she had to eat when she woke up. Before going out, Huan Yi specially asked the maid loudly: "Why haven't you seen your son-in-law all day?" The maid replied that the general was in the barracks on weekdays, and the fourth son went out early in the morning, and he had not returned yet.

When the people left, Han Yue walked to the bedside, patted the man, and whispered in his ear, "Let's go, let's eat." ”

In winter, it was dark early, the house was already lit, and the silver-haired man's eyesight gradually returned to normal. After eating and drinking the medicine, he asked Han Yue to help him uncover the wound and said that he wanted to take a look. It seems that he knows that Han Yue helped him with the medicine. The fever was gone, the tattoos on my body were gone, and the wounds on my shoulders began to coagulate.

The silver-haired man just put on his clothes, but Han Yue said, "Don't wear these." As he spoke, he took out a few pieces of his own clothes from the wooden box he had brought in, and helped him put them on.

"I'll look at the stars in a moment. Han Yue helped him out of bed, although Han Yue's clothes were wide and sleeved, he was still a little exposed on this person.

Han Yue put on his own fur for him, and he was wearing Zhang Xiao's mink cotton robe. The two pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard. The courtyard was empty, and the lights were still on in the three wings, and it was estimated that several of them had not slept yet. In the corner of the courtyard, two old plums with flower buds were sprinkled with a layer of gray and white by the cold moonlight. The moon door is closed, and it is estimated that there are guards outside. In the dark part of the dark roof, there may be a few lying on their stomachs.

The cold made the man feel a lot lighter, and the night made the man recover a lot, and his face returned to blue and white. He stood in the middle of the courtyard, looked up at the stars, and said three words softly, "Xiahou Ti".

Xiahou Ti: Whose name is this? He finally took the initiative to say what his name was. Han Yue thought.

He seemed to hear the words in Han Yue's heart, and said "um".

Which word "for"? Han Yue continued to think, since he could read and understand, it would be better to save effort.

"Chao Qianxi" he understood again.

surnamed Xiahou, is he really a descendant of the Cao family?

"It is said to be".

Oh...

The prince of Xiahou stopped talking and concentrated on looking at the stars.

The best way to watch the stars on a winter night is that the stars are embedded in the dark blue night sky. Xiahou Ti was draped in Han Yue's big hat, and his long silver hair was scattered on the fluffy blue-purple fur, like the Milky Way flowing in the sky. His slender figure was in the snowy moonlight, and it was like a jade tree in the wind.

The man suddenly began to babble in his mouth: "Strange, Jiao, Room, Lou, how can you see it here?" The Horn Room Lou in his mouth is the name of the stars, and Han Yue naturally understands it. How could he have the heart to look at the stars, the afterglow kept glancing at this person, listening to his thoughts, only then did he raise his head to stare at the starry sky, his eyes were naturally not as good as Xiahou Ti in the night, and it took a long time to identify one of them at the farthest margin. These three constellations can only be seen in the north, east, and west, but today they are hanging in the sky here, this is Jingzhou, the south. Today's star array is indeed a bit weird.

Xiahou Ti said "go" violently, grabbed Han Yue's arm and walked into the house.

I thought that looking at the stars together would have a good chance to communicate, and it would be over so soon.