Female-male sex: Salted fish forced to rise to prominence

After returning to the yard, Qin Yuehua went straight to the study and wrote down the poem that Su Yu had just said.

Looking at the poem on the table, she thought the phrase "hands can pick the stars" was really well used, and "fearing of frightening the people in the sky" was even more wonderful.

The artistic conception in her mind was so beautiful that Qin Yuehua picked up a paintbrush and prepared to start painting.

Seeing that the young lady was absorbed in painting, the maid Tingyu waited quietly by her side, and would hand the young lady something when necessary, but she must not disturb her interest.

Time passed by unknowingly, until the moon hung on the branches, Qin Yuehua's painting was completed. She also wrote the poem written by Su Yu today on the right side of the painting. After putting down the last stroke, she put down the brush.

He then found the private seal in the box and stamped the word "Chaoyang" on it.

Seeing that the young lady had finished the painting, the maid Tingyu dared to speak, "Young lady, is this the painting of Master Su?"

"Mr. Su?" Qin Yuehua asked with a puzzled tone.

Qin Yuehua looked at the painting, the young man standing on the attic reaching out to pick the moon. That familiar profile, who else could it be but Su Yu? The young man was as gentle as jade, as graceful as an orchid and a jade tree, like an immortal.

Qin Yuehua couldn't help but reach out to touch that perfect profile, but when she came to her senses, her body trembled slightly again and she quickly retracted her hand. What was she doing just now?

She tried hard to hide her inner panic and ordered her maid Tingyu, "Tingyu, Miss, I'm tired, go and get some water."

"Okay, miss," the maid Tingyu hurried out to get ready.

After seeing the maid Tingyu leave, Qin Yuehua looked at the man in the painting again. She kept murmuring, "Su Yu, Su... Yu..." For a moment, the woman's vision became a little distracted.

Time passed quietly, and before he knew it, the day had come for Bai Mufan to go to the northern border as ordered. When it was still dawn, the army was ready to go.

Bai Mufan sat on the tall horse and looked around, but did not see Bai Yiling.

Bai Zhu, the servant behind him, saw that the young master seemed to be looking for someone, so he asked: "Young master, are you looking for the fifth lady? Maybe the fifth lady is already waiting for you at the city gate."

Bai Mufan thought about it and agreed. It might be closer from the General's Mansion to the city gate.

But when the army passed the city gate, Bai Mufan still did not see Bai Yiling, so he rode his horse to a position further back than the army.

But until the city gates were closed, he did not see Bai Yiling coming to see him off. He remembered that he had specifically told her that his army would set out today.

Although full of doubts, Bai Mufan continued to follow the army.

He thought to himself, in the past, she would come to see him off in person and prepare a lot of luggage for him. What happened today? Was she still angry with him? Was she still annoyed that he didn't let her go out?

She went to the emperor to complain and had him demoted two levels, but he was very generous and forgave her. Is she still angry with him now?

Seeing the young master like this, Bai Zhu, the servant standing beside him, didn't dare to say anything while riding his horse beside him. He also felt that the fifth young lady was really different from before.

Since the last incident, she neither came to comfort the young master nor to see him off.

On the other side, in the general's mansion, the fifth lady Bai Yiling walked out of her third brother's yard with a sad face.

The maid Jianqiu stepped forward and asked, "Miss, what's wrong with you? Did you stay up all night again? Are you feeling unwell?"

Bai Yiling shook her head and said, "No, I'm in good health. It's just that my brother's leg has only been healed for a while, but the wound has started to rot again."

The maid Jianqiu also became anxious after hearing this, "What should we do? Why not ask Doctor Cui to come and treat us?"

"This is the only way," Bai Yiling took out the badge he carried with him and handed it to Jianqiu, "This is a token given by Imperial Physician Cui. You should go to Cui's house and ask him to come. Remember to be respectful."

"Yes, Miss, I'll go right away," said the maid Jianqiu, and she ran quickly towards the stable. She led a horse and galloped towards the residence of Imperial Physician Cui, and this time no guard dared to stop her.

Bai Yiling turned around and went back into her brother's yard. Her brother's condition was so bad that she was really worried, so she had to go in and guard him.

By the bed, Bai Yiling looked at her brother's haggard face and his immobile legs, thinking that her brother would have to lie on this small bed from now on.

Bai Yiling felt very sad. Her brother was a hero on the battlefield, but at such a young age, he couldn't even walk, and he would have to lie in this small bed for the rest of his life.

Thinking of this, her eyes turned slightly red. She couldn't be like this, she couldn't cry. If she cried, her brother would feel even worse if he saw it.

She tried to calm herself down and wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeves. An incense stick later, the maid Jianqiu brought in Doctor Cui.

Bai Yiling bowed to Doctor Cui and said, "Greetings, Doctor Cui."

Doctor Cui said: "Miss Bai Wu, there is no need to be so polite. Let me take a look at the Third Young Master's condition first."

"Okay, I'll trouble Doctor Cui."

Doctor Cui sat beside the bed, took out a pulse pillow and began to take the patient's pulse. As he took the pulse for a longer time, his expression became more solemn.

Then he lifted up the boy's trouser legs and uncovered the white gauze, only to see more rotten flesh. He sighed.

Seeing his expression, Bai Yiling thought to herself that her third brother's condition might have worsened.

Sure enough, she heard Imperial Physician Cui say, "The Third Young Master's injuries are recurring so frequently. I will give him acupuncture today and prescribe a new prescription, but...?"

Bai Yiling's face turned anxious, "How?"

"But this is not a long-term solution after all. The rotten flesh can be scraped clean, but if all the flesh on the leg is rotten, I'm afraid his life will be lost."

Bai Yiling fell backwards in panic, but fortunately her maid Jianqiu supported her in time. She looked at Bai Yiling worriedly, "Miss, are you okay?"

Bai Yiling tried hard to steady herself and said to Doctor Cui: "Sorry to bother you, Doctor Cui. If you need anything, just tell the maids and servants beside you." Then she walked out of the room, staring blankly into the distance.

After the acupuncture treatment was completed, Doctor Cui was respectfully escorted out the door.

Bai Yiling then ordered: "Jianqiu, you stay here and help first."

"Yes, Miss, I will take good care of the young master." Seeing that the young lady still looked worried, the maid Jianqiu stopped asking questions. The young lady must be worried about the third young master's illness.

As soon as Bai Yiling walked out of her brother's courtyard, she ran towards the ancestral hall.

When they arrived at the ancestral hall, Bai Yiling quickly pushed open the door. What she saw was the spirit tablets of her mother, elder brother, and second brother neatly lined up in a row. She could no longer hold back her tears and she knelt on the mat and begged.

"mother…"

"Brother..."

"Second brother... please don't take third brother away, okay?"

"Third brother is still very young, he just injured his leg. If you are still alive in heaven, please protect third brother... Don't take him away... Wuuuuu..." At the end, Bai Yiling was already crying.

She knelt in the ancestral hall for a long time, until she had vented all her emotions, then she slowly got up and wiped away her tears. Now her third brother was the only one he could rely on. She couldn't go on like this. There must be a way, there must be one.

She walked out of the ancestral hall and returned to her former strong self.

Bai Yiling went back to her room and took a hot bath, only then did she feel a little better. When she sat in front of the dressing table and washed her hair, she suddenly remembered something: today was the day the army set out for the northern border.

These days, all her energy has been devoted to her third brother. Thinking of Northern Xinjiang, she was shocked to realize that the letter she wrote to her father has not received a reply until today. This shouldn't be right, right?

When did it take so long for a letter to reach Northern Xinjiang? Could it be that the letter she wrote was intercepted by someone?