Chapter 193: Ginger soup, heartbeat, guilty of waking up.

The two stare at each other.

Without saying a word, Chi Xiaochi had already guessed: "He went to see the pigeons?"

Lou Ying nods.

Chu Ziling was Shi Tingyun's bodyguard, so naturally he could not just leave the house, but in order to little by little build up the trust of the internal forces of the Southern Border, the network of contact with the Southern Border must not be broken.

He even went to follow the Turkic caravan into the city of hope of the southern border people to get hemlock poison have to sneak in the middle of the night to go, can be seen with the outsiders to meet and contact the matter, can only be occasional, but also to do both preparations, in case of any eventuality.

If you were to have a real affair with someone outside the house and pass messages regularly, it would be hard not to be discovered.

Therefore, it is not difficult to deduce that Chu Ziling secretly kept a pigeon of his own within the dozens of pigeons kept in the general's residence.

Shi Tingyun trusted him with all his letters and sent them to him.

Chi Xiaochi lifted his pen, took the ink in the ink stone and scribbled on the paper: "Taking the rice from the general's residence to feed the pigeons he raised, this soft rice he ate was really stylish, and even brought a lunch box to pack."

Lou Ying couldn't help but laugh.

Lou Ying rocked the wheelchair closer, "I was pretty mean to him earlier."

Chi Xiaochi said unconcernedly, "How mean can you be."

Lou Ying laughed.

He didn't know what his past self was like, but he liked the present Chi Xiaochi, didn't mind his scheming and calculating at all, and loved it.

Chi Xiaochi thinks of him in this way, making him feel like an idol.

Lou Ying said, "It's time for him to start watching out for me."

Chi Xiaochi concentrated on writing and drawing on the paper: "all right, if he dares to lay hands on you, I'll pour his ashes into the sea, the oldest piece of graveyard circle, every now and then you can also feed a seagulls, feed a fish or something, humanized, one-stop service, three hundred and sixty degrees sea view room ...... "

Chi Xiaochi This mouth is real ......

Lou Ying listened patiently as he babbled up a bunch of grave-seller kinks, before gently saying, "I'm just a little sorry I can't help you a little bit more in my current state."

Chi Xiaochi turned her head to look at him with a crunch in her heart.

Lou Ying has a good sense of proportion and does not easily show off her strength, but knows how to show her weakness.

Chi Xiaochi looked at him and said, "You just have to be there."

Lou Ying laughs, "That's an easy ask, it could be a little harder."

Chi Xiaochi said, "Play backgammon with me."

He pushes the typed and gridded paper over.

Lou Ying pens the book and joins him in the army tent to play the little games that elementary school children play in class.

At night, the two men's couches were still housed in one place.

The marching couch is on the small side, and two put together still isn't quite enough.

Shi Tingyun is tall, eight feet, with long hands and feet, and when he used to fight in the war, he didn't like to sleep on a bed, and the best thing he could do was just a roll of bamboo mats, a thin quilt, and just make a bunk on the ground.

However, this time, he is accompanied by A Shu, who is a trivia expert.

A Shu refused to agree with him to hit the ground, said today on the road to see the dragonflies, the evening clouds and low, the night is likely to fall rain, sleep on the ground is easy to over the cold, Gong Zi is now young and do not feel, and when older if the joints are damaged, it is a great deal of bad clouds, nagging Chi Xiaochi arthralgia.

As A Shu said, around the eleventh hour, a light rain began to fall outside.

Since it was early spring and still a bit chilly, A Shu specially took thick bedding and filled it with soup grannies to take good care of Master Gong Zi.

About the third hour of the eleventh hour.

After Chu Ziling went to see the pigeon cage and set up the cloth, he was called by some acquaintances who had gone to the battlefield with him in the past, and talked and laughed for a while before returning to Gong Zi's tent with an oil-paper umbrella.

A flash of firelight made a small leap in front of the tent.

Chu Ziling went forward with his umbrella and saw Li Yeshu making a fire.

The firelight illuminated his face, and a ginger aroma rose from the small iron pot in front of him.

Chu Ziling volunteered to walk up and say hello, "Giving yourself a break."

Li Yeshu was sweating from the heat of the fire and couldn't stop beating the small fan in his hand, "You really have a strong mouth, you smelled it, didn't you?"

He took a small porcelain bowl, took a small spoonful and handed it to Chu Ziling.

Chu Ziling took it and joked, "So little."

Li Yeshu closed the lid: "This is the purple ginger bought from the Turkic people, I heard that it is especially good for curing stomach cold. You and Master Gong Zi don't have the same physique, your stomach is not cold and your fire power is still strong, so drink less and just taste it."

Chu Ziling gave an imperceptible start, the ginger soup in his mouth flowed all the way to his stomach, and he could not feel any comfort, he only felt choked.

In the past, when he entered the general's residence, he accidentally met a fellow tribesman from the southern border, and should have been delighted, but after getting along with him, Chu Ziling knew that this Li Yeshu was too slimy in nature, and was not a person who could accomplish great things.

The same water and soil can raise a hundred people, and since we can't count on him, we don't count on him.

Chu Ziling won't trust anyone but himself.

But to see Li Yeshu so currying favor with a foreigner, a sinner, still made Chu Ziling feel sad and lowly.

He has always been good at hiding his emotions, so Li Yeshu knows nothing about it and is still talking about his new master: "I have learned a lot from serving Master Gong Zi in the past half month. Mr. Gong Zi is sleepy at night and has convulsions easily, so he needs to drink some hot soup before he can fall asleep again. It's raining this day, so some ginger soup would be most comforting."

He put away the umbrella, squatted into the thatched cloth, and whispered in a warm voice: "You treat Gong Zi division really well."

Li Yeshu said, "This is what we should do as slaves."

Chu Ziling did not answer, smiling on his face as if he agreed with him, but in his heart he scoffed.

...... Who's "we" with you?

Chu Ziling looked regretful, "I always feel that Master Gong Zi doesn't like me very much."

Li Yeshu was unconcerned: "It's alright, if there is something wrong, just change it. You haven't served other masters, you don't know what those little boys are like."

"The general's residence does not accept young women as slaves, this is the rule, you know." Li Yeshu said, "At that time A Qing young, just grow to the table high, is the general made the decision, will A Qing sent to the qi outside the home to do qi miss little maid. Miss Qi is gentle and quiet, is a good master, but every time I visit my family, listen to A Qing talk about the house, always staggered. Just last month, Qi Gong Zi two Gong Zi yard there is a boy, also since childhood with Qi Gong Zi a road to grow up, entrainment of the master's family things out of the trafficking, was caught in the present also refused to recognize, subjected to a whip, beaten half dead, but also dragged on the government, sentenced to exile stabbing words. Who said half not? They all say that the Qi family is strict in ruling the family. Look at our family Gong Zi ......".

Chu Ziling, while thinking about his own affairs, can still listen to Li Yeshu's chatter, and at key points, make the appropriate "hmmm", "yes" sounds of approval, is quite a watertight listener.

If he did not have this kind of tactfulness and wisdom, he would not have been liked by Shi Tingyun.

By the time Li Yeshu had written his little essay in praise of Gong Zi, he had already made a few plans.

This surname Yu is really not easy to deal with, his nature is sharp and mean, the most important thing is that he has a sharp eye and a sensitive mind, it is quite difficult to deal with people.

In the past, he could not leave his home, and could not even see the light, Chu Ziling did not take him seriously.

But today things are different again.

He is very close to Gong Zi, so he cannot be moved easily.

If we can't kill them, then we should try to please them.

After deciding on this idea, Li Yeshu also began his concluding statement, "...... Gong Zi division is already considered generous, if in front of other nobles, not to mention calling yourself by your name, 'you' ah 'I' indiscriminately address will be punished. 'I' will be punished."

The reminder was well-intentioned, but inadvertently stung Chu Ziling.

Punished?

When Gong Zi was young, he played too much, and he had to eat the cane with him, and confessed that he knew his faults and would take care of Gong Zi in the future.

When he was ridiculed by Yan Yuanzhao as a child for being "a good climber" and "a smooth person", he had to smile and say that he did not dare to do so.

Does he deserve to be treated like this, given his lineage?

He properly collected his heart's indignation and did not let it show on his face, "I know. When the ginger soup is ready, I'll send it in for Master Gong Zi."

At these words, Li Yeshu's heart was relieved.

After he lost his parents, his grandparents were old and his youngest sister was weak, he used to take care of everyone, so he was a bit worried that Chu Ziling, who had not been reprimanded for a long time, would be a bit critical of Mr. Gong Zi, and cause them to have a disagreement, and then Gong Zi would be caught in the middle, which would be difficult.

He smiled with his eyebrows and said, "Yes, yes. Later when the ginger soup is ready ......"

As he spoke, he raised his eyes, and busily put down his bushel fan and rose to salute, "Thirteenth Prince!"

It was close to Yan Yuanheng's daily bedtime. He changed into civilian clothes, washed up, and sat by the couch for a while, feeling a little nostalgic for Shi Tingyun.

In the past, he would have this kind of miss when he was in the palace, but at that time he couldn't go out of the palace as he pleased, and lying down and thinking about it, he slept through it.

And now, Shi Tingyun was within a foot's reach.

He then held up the umbrella out of the door, quickly walked to Shi Tingyun account, see his tent only left a lamp, should be sleeping, and then realized that their own actions with "ghosts and gods" can not be explained by the oddity of a million percent, hesitation a few steps, is going to leave, but was Li Yeshu out of the voice shouted, a time heartbeat chaotic a beat.

He turned calmly and approached with his umbrella, "Hush. Su Chang has rested?"

Chu Ziling replied, "Back to the Thirteenth Prince, yes."

Yan Yuanheng casually asked, "Why so early?"

In his impression, Shi Tingyun love to laugh and play, back to Wangcheng these days, often with the sixth emperor brother canoeing on the lake, listening to the pipa, enjoying the beauty, half of the night before returning, free very ......

...... It was the sixth royal brother again.

It's a good thing the Sixth Brother didn't go with the army to the border this time, otherwise Tingyun would have been unable to help himself, and would have ......

As Yan Yuanheng was vaguely rejoicing, he heard Chu Ziling say, "Master Gong Zi's body is not well and he needs to go to bed early, so Gong Zi followed him and rested."

Yan Yuanheng's worldview can't help but be shaken: "......"

Chu Ziling added, "Gong Zi has been sleeping on the same couch with Master Gong Zi day after day for the past half month, resting very early, and I am somewhat in awe of Master Gong Zi for being able to subdue Gong Zi to this extent."

Yan Yuanheng was struck twice in a row and was unable to speak.

His fingers holding the umbrella unconsciously tightened a bit, "Tingyun, respecting the teacher, should also be due."

After he said this, there was a momentary silence in all directions, and all that could be heard was the sound of the rain.

The three of them thought of Shi Tingyun, who had dared to pour ink into Dr. Guo Zi Jian's snuff bottle when he was a child.

This is too much, the three people are a bit weak, even Li Yeshu can't boast.

...... ask the question, do you really need to sleep in one place.

However, Yan Yuanheng quickly put his mind at rest.

The two of them were teachers and students, but they thought of themselves in such a nasty way, which really polluted the friendship.

Yan Yuanheng turned around to leave, but his heart suddenly stirred within him.

He remembered that he had asked Shi Tingyun who his favorite person was.

Shi Tingyun's response at the time was, "You haven't seen it."

...... Speaking of which, he has never really seen that "Yu Fengmian", only in the camp patrol from afar swept a wheelchair, on which sits a man wearing a power fence. From the point of view of the hand on the wheelchair, it was not the white-bearded old man he had imagined. Although the thinness was a little too much, but the temperament that was warm and on the cold side was truly extraordinary.

Yan Yuanheng had already turned around, so it was not good for him to turn around and ask again, so he could only leave with a belly full of questions.

Yan Yuanheng returned to his tent with a headache worse than before he left.

If Su Chang likes A Ling, there is a huge gap between the master and the servant.

If he likes the Sixth Royal Brother, how is it possible for the royal family and the General's son? Let's not talk about whether or not Father will be furious, although Sixth Elder Brother does not have a proper wife, there has never been a precedent in this dynasty of explicitly marrying a man as a proper wife.

If he likes that Yu Fengmian, that is even more absurd, teacher-student love, is the back of virtue, will be poked in the backbone.

Yan Yuanheng did a round, and found that all the questions from the multiple choice to the quiz were all giveaways, his heart was twisted into a knot, and even his stomach couldn't stop cramping a bit.

Who does his best friend really like.

Every day, Yan Yuanheng would go to sleep, and in a short time, sleep would come on at regular intervals.

He was still in a daze with all the thoughts about Shi Tingyun in his head.

Before he fell asleep, all kinds of thoughts in his head were not quite under control, and a somewhat absurd idea came up in his mind:

Comparing the two, it seems that only the identity of the Sixth Emperor's brother can match Su Chang.

If the Sixth Brother can, then ......

He fell into a deep sleep without having time to catch the ethereal thread of his mind.

Yan Yuanheng fell asleep with a full heart, but the person he was thinking about was still awake.

The quilt was warm and dry, and outside it was raining modestly, the sound of it rustling on the ground hypnotizing you to sleep.

Lou Ying had slept for a while when he was camping today, and he was not very sleepy at the moment.

They listened to the rustling outside the tent and heard Yan Yuanheng come and go, during which there was a sentence without a word, and with the sound of the pattering rain outside, it sounded a different kind of cozy.

Chi Xiaochi said, "The bed is really kind of small, it's not going to crowd Mr. I guess."

The word "Mr.", as uttered by Chi Xiaochi, is light and warm.

Lou Ying said, "It's okay, I'm thin."

Chi Xiaochi said, "It's also too skinny, it should be fattened up."

Lou Ying said, "Two people can't lie down when they're fat."

Chi Xiaochi said, "Then I'll be thinner and more constant."

Lou Ying says, "Well, you and I are constant."

At this point, Chi Xiaochi stopped talking, and Lou Ying also stopped talking.

Outside the tent, the sound of wind and rain is soft and thin, through the tent can not hear very clear, the only clear, is the tent people's breathing and heartbeat.

Lou Ying was close enough to him to brush against his curved, taut legs through the covers.

It's been half a month over, and he's still like that, whenever he lies with himself, his body is always unnatural, and it always makes Lou Ying worry that he's going to suffocate himself until he gets cramps.

It was a shame that he was able to speak to himself in such a pretentious manner.

Outside, the storm was a little louder, raindrops hitting the tarp with a muffled thud.

Lou Ying begins to count Chi Xiaochi's heartbeats.

One, two, three.

After a while, Chi Xiaochi asked, "Are you asleep?"

Lou Ying rested her head gently against Chi Xiaochi's round wooden pillow and watched his silhouette in the darkness, "Nope."

Both people have long hair, and the pillows are adjacent to each other, and when the hair is spread out, there is a hidden intertwined momentum, and it is difficult to distinguish between you and me.

Chi Xiaochi said, "Then why don't you talk."

Lou Ying said, "Thought you wanted to sleep."

Chi Xiaochi said, "Sir, early to bed, early to rise, health first, you see the thirteen emperors, that are running to the ancient that age to live."

Lou Ying: "Okay, by Gong Zi's order, I'm going to sleep."

He smiled and silently counted to eighty-nine.

Just now it was seventy-nine strokes per minute.

Those ten heartbeats, were they for themselves.

Lou Ying's gaze was a little softer, passing through Shi Tingyun's physical body and gazing silently at Chi Xiaochi within, at the small mole at the end of his eyebrow, the slightly longer ends of his eyes, the straight tip of his nose.

He wanted to kiss him over with his eyes, say goodnight, and go back to sleep.

His gaze, finally, fell on his lips.

He opened and closed his lips in a count.

Seventy-one, seventy-two, seventy-three ......

Lou Ying froze for a long moment as she watched his lips wordlessly part.

I don't think ...... would, would it?

Still, he couldn't help but be curious.

He opened his mouth and asked, "...... How many times?"

Chi Xiaochi snapped her head around to look at him.

The one remaining lamp in the tent was a red candle, reflecting a faint red color all around, so Lou Ying could not see if Chi Xiaochi's face was red.

Fortunately, Chi Xiaochi can't see himself either.

The only thing they could tell was that the other's heart was beating a little faster than Fang Cai's. The only thing they could tell was that the other's heart was beating a little faster.

"Just now it was seventy-three strokes per minute, now ......" Chi Xiaochi paused for a long time, and surprisingly said, "I don't know anymore."

"Just now it was eighty-nine strokes per minute." Lou Ying contained a smile, "Now it's ......"

He closed his eyes slightly and pondered for a moment, "Ninety, ninety-one ......"

Each heartbeat tugged at his heartstrings.

Two hearts, each beating deafeningly inside the other's chest.

Chi Xiaochi tried to digress, "Sir's heart is very vigorous, keep it up and you'll live ninety-nine years."

Lou Ying said, "Then can I ask Gong Zi to keep counting for me."

Chi Xiaochi didn't say anything.

Lou Ying then waited.

He was actually prepared to wait for no response, ready to wait and wait, sleep through it, forget about it after the next day dawned, and start all over again.

Unexpectedly, after a few seconds, there was a sound from Chi Xiaochi's side.

He said, "...... Well."

Lou Ying kept reminding himself that Chi Xiaochi was using someone else's body.

However, a simple "uh-huh" was all it took to blow Lou Ying's mind.

His legs were weak, but his seemingly weak waist and arm strength had long since returned to normal levels, and he held Chi Xiaochi's wrists, trying to temporarily extradite his spirit from his body.

He wanted to kiss him, badly.

Chi Xiaochi felt a strange sense of withdrawal, his heart moved slightly, and for a moment, forgetting his feelings, he actually followed his wishes and rolled over from Shi Tingyun's body, and even took the initiative to use one of his cards to transform into a solid body, riding on Lou Ying's waist.

The bedstead creaked with a muffled sound.

Looking down on Lou Ying's face, Chi Xiaochi was panting like an asthmatic from the heartbeat.

Lou Ying is a little funny, but more heartbreaking.

He whispered soothingly, "Listen to me, take a deep breath, take a deep breath, take it easy ......"

Chi Xiaochi also really listened to him, his front chest rose and fell violently a few times, "Sir, I ......"

Lou Ying reached out and held his waist, "Slowly, we slowly. Is ...... better."

Chi Xiaochi nods, so well behaved that Lou Ying wants to kiss his eyes.

Lou Ying also suppressed his heartbeat which was a bit out of speed: "Bend over. I'm not quite comfortable ......"

Before the words fell, the sound of the tent curtain being lifted came from outside, followed by a sound of footsteps.

Chi Xiaochi was horrified and immediately rolled back into Shi Tingyun's body, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

Lou Ying: "............"

Chu Ziling had been thinking about the matter of currying favor, Fang Cai heard a bed noise in the tent outside and thought it was Master Gong Zi waking up, Li Yeshu brought in a bowl of ginger soup, and he brought it in.

Chu Ziling entered straight away, and when he saw that Yu Fengmian had indeed opened his eyes, he respectfully knelt down and said, "Master Gong Zi, here is some ginger soup, please use it."

The voice coming from the couch sounded cloudy: "Who authorized you to come in?"

Chu Ziling was stunned.

In the past, Gong Zi had tacitly authorized him not to say hello.

Moreover, he used to see A Shu entering the door at night to serve, and he did not knock on the door in order not to disturb the dream of Gong Zi, who was in the same room.

He had just looked up in surprise when he heard a reprimand, "Get out."

Chu Ziling: "......"

Yu Fengmian seemed to be really angry: "What, do you want me to kick you out?"

Chu Ziling was mortified.

This is clearly directed against him!

Fortunately, his cultivation is good, after putting down the ginger soup, he apologized with full courtesy, "I am sorry, it is Zi ...... A Ling who is not well thought out and startled the Gong Zi division, A Ling knows his mistake, and will go out right away."

He took two steps back and was just about to turn around when he heard a cold voice from behind him, "Go kneel in the rain. Get up again in three hours."

Chu Ziling's rare appearance of going out with a full of grievances startled Li Yeshu, who had heard the angry voices outside and was confused.

Seeing him kneeling amongst the mud, Li Yeshu was even more puzzled and asked him what had happened and why he had angered Master Gong Zi.

Chu Ziling this time is really feel wronged, listening to him tell the cause and effect of the matter, Li Yeshu also some doubt: "Perhaps Gong Zi teacher have to get up."

Chu Ziling suppressed the churning discontent in his heart and tried to smile, "It's fine, it doesn't matter."

Li Yeshu took an umbrella and stood beside Chu Ziling, shielding him from the rain: "I'll accompany you."

Chu Ziling gently pushed him away, "No need. Master Gong Zi wants me to kneel in the rain for three hours, so that's three hours, not a moment less."

...... He mustn t give that Yu Fengmian any more opportunities to nitpick.

Li Yeshu only thought that he was respecting Gong Zi teacher, could not help but be a little touched, and no longer mention the matter of sheltering from the rain, boiled ginger soup and served it to him, and then opened up to find him thick clothes.

The hot ginger soup burned all the way into his stomach, not only failing to calm his anger, but instead causing his heart to burn more and more.

The mud came through his pants and seeped through his knees, sticky as hell.

Li Yeshu left to fetch him his clothes while he stared dead at the tent curtains ruffled by the breeze, his eyes seemingly calm but with a dark fire burning inside.

After sending Chu Ziling away, Lou Ying breathed a sigh of relief and hung her head to say something to Chi Xiaochi when she realized that he had already fallen asleep.

He thought he was faking it until he realized something was wrong and went to look in the warehouse.

Chi Xiaochi flipped her hand and used a hypnosis card on herself, and the dream vanished.

...... this guy.

Lou Ying was angry and funny.

Why is this person like a rabbit, when in danger, his head is stuck in the pit, do not know to run to which cave cat, always cause him to look for good.

It's not usually like this.

He pulled the covers back up for Chi Xiaochi, and couldn't resist pinching the tip of his mental body's nose.

Feeling the small movement of that spiritual body instinctively shrinking backward, Lou Ying then softened his heart and whispered in his ear, "Good night."