This disease cannot be cured, it must be cured

Li Chen smiled contentedly.

After venting, it is easy for the whole person to enter a state of burnout, Song Chunjing gently closed his eyes.

The long and thick eyelashes are more obvious and three-dimensional standing on top of them. Li Chen stared at them for a while, but resisted not to touch them.

He wasn't tired at all, and after waiting for a while, he asked softly, "Do you have to go?"

Song Chunjing was in a drowsy state of mind, and just when he was about to fall asleep, he nodded his head upon hearing this.

"I'll go with you." Li Chen said.

"No," he said, Song Chunjing immediately woke up and refused, "How can you be in danger as an emperor?"

Li Chen looked at him and thought, then why do you insist on going into a dangerous situation.

Song Chunjing stared straight at him, trying to see through his thoughts.

"Then..." Li Chen hesitated for a moment, as if he was considering whether to say it or not. Seeing him staring nervously at him, he swallowed his words and exhaled slowly, "When will you come back? In time for enthronement Grand ceremony?"

Song Chunjing: "There are only ten days off in total. I will be back before the class starts."

"What if there is an accident?"

"It's nothing more than finding someone or not being able to find someone. If I find someone, I will return immediately." Song Chunjing said.

Li Chen hugged him tighter and asked, "What if I can't find it?"

Song Chunjing glanced back at him, Li Chen didn't dodge, stared into his eyes, "What if he's already dead?"

Song Chunjing was still staring at him, as if he never thought about this possibility.

"He has invited himself out of the school, and you are no longer his master. What are you looking for?" Li Chen asked.

He Sixing's frightened eyes flashed again in Song Chunjing's mind, and those eyes gradually merged with the person in front of him, condensing into a dark abyss.

He avoided answering, saying: "To see a person alive, to see a dead body, there must be a result. He is far away in the northwest, and he may not know that the general has passed away."

"Then you, yes, are you going to comfort him?" Li Chen raised his eyebrows and asked, his voice still slightly hoarse and not back to normal.

Song Chunjing didn't know what he was thinking when he said this, and it was difficult to tell from his expression.

It seems that this person is not born with a variety of expressions. A few years ago, he could see wantonness and arrogance, but now he has turned into a look of indiscriminate emotion.

Countless scenes flashed through his mind in an instant: the general's mansion with white satin hanging, Shen Huan who invited himself out of the school, He Sixing who was crying because of fear, and Li Chen who resolutely told him that it had nothing to do with him, and there were so many of them. The brutal appearance of killing without blinking an eye.

As he thought about it, his face gradually cooled down, and his lines were not as soft as before.

"Sure, don't ask any more," Li Chen said upon seeing this, "If you disagree with me, you'll be embarrassed. Just go as you go, just pay attention to safety."

Song Chunjing gently closed his eyes, and his breathing gradually slowed down.

Li Chen waited for a while, but he didn't seem to open his eyes, and his breathing became shallow and long.

He lowered his gaze for a while to look at the slow and regular rise and fall of his chest, and called softly, "Chun Jing'er?"

His only answer was a slight breathing sound.

Li Chen slowed down and lay down next to him, stretched out his long arms, carefully wrapped them around Song Chunjing's waist, adjusted his comfortable sleeping position, and closed his eyes.

Sleep soundly in the middle of the night.

The time is too short, the summer sun rises early, I just feel that I should wake up just after I close my eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, it was morning.

After a night of precipitation outside, the darkness receded, revealing the gray-blue sky.

The inn gradually became noisy, and it was time for pedestrians to get on the road.

Song Chunjing opened his eyes, Li Chen had already tidied up, and stood at the corner of the bed looking at him.

The figure is straight, the back is broad and straight, the details of the face behind the light cannot be seen clearly, and the shadow is a gentle smile.

Song Chunjing insisted on going west, Li Chen was full of anger and wanted to catch him back to Beijing.

But Song Chunjing was explaining and showing weakness at the same time. After the indulgence last night, his thoughts had been softened into a puddle of spring water all night, and now he couldn't hold back his face no matter what.

He took Song Chunjing's clothes and put them on his shoulders, "I didn't bring you new clothes when I came out, it was yesterday's."

Song Chunjing woke up and was not fully awake. Hearing this, he looked at him in a daze, and it took him a long time to recover and let out a "ah".

Li Chen put on clothes for him, went to get his shoes, squatted on the ground to put them on for him, Song Chunjing was fully awake at this moment, and quickly stretched out his hand to stop him, "... Your Majesty, I will do it myself."

Li Chen didn't force much, let go of his hands and put the boots on the spot, got up and stood beside him.

Song Chunjing put on his shoes, washed up briefly, and then walked towards the medicine box on the table.

Li Chen looked at his waistline outlined by the one-finger-wide belt, and opened his mouth, "Breakfast is ready, eat before we go on the road."

"Don't take it." Song Chunjing lifted the medicine box, carried it on his shoulders safely, and was about to leave.

Li Chen teased him: "Don't wear the cloak this time?"

Song Chunjing said solemnly: "The dew is not heavy in the morning, so there is no need to wear it."

Li Chen sneered, stood up and lifted his injured arm.

After all, he is young and strong, and he can already lift up slightly to make some movements.

Song Chunjing took his hand and took a look, then stretched out his hand to press it. Li Chen reflexively felt severe pain when he saw him stretch out his hand, and immediately tensed the muscles in his arm.

"Don't try hard." Song Chunjing patted his forearm lightly.

Li Chen let out a "huh", relaxed his strength, and asked, "How is it?"

"It's okay." Song Chunjing let go of his hand and said without emotion.

He lifted the medicine box up and turned to leave.

"Hey," Li Chen stretched out his hand to hold him, "won't you tell me something?"

Song Chunjing looked at him sideways, blinked, and a warm smile appeared on his lips, "I'm leaving."

He grabbed the slender and powerful hand with his backhand, pulled him towards him, and pulled him a little closer. With a smile in his eyes, he said softly, "Wait for me to come back."

northwest.

The sun is rising, and the cold air is still there.

Although it is summer, there is a large temperature difference between day and night here, and the morning is the coldest time.

Shen Huan was covered with a thick quilt, lying on the bed, his face extremely pale.

After training, Chen Kuo came in to take a look, and said to the doctor who was guarding the side and carefully feeding the medicine: "It's the third day, when will you wake up?"

"I woke up for a quarter of an hour yesterday, which is a good sign." The doctor said with a smile.

He held a medicine spoon in his hand, filled only one third of the spoon at a time, and fed it from one side of his lips. He raised his hand slightly and immediately pressed his tongue, forcing him to swallow the soup.

For this small half spoonful, Chen Kuo watched him feed it three times separately before feeding it in.

He felt restless just looking at it.

"Is the fever gone?" he asked again.

The doctor shook his head.

Chen Kuo frowned even tighter, and cursed in a low voice, "Will it burn out and leave sequelae?"

The doctor shook his head again, and said vaguely, "It's hard to say."

Chen Kuo was so angry that he wanted to curse, he opened his mouth, and the curtain at the door moved, and General Lin walked in with a cold breath.

When he saw Chen Kuo standing by the bed, he immediately scolded: "Why are you here again, get out of here."

Seeing him standing by the door to let off the cold, Chen Kuo was not in a hurry to come over, so he was not in a hurry to get out.

"I'll take a look at the situation."

General Lin still said the same thing, "Go back where you came from, get out!"

For three days in a row, Chen Kuo felt that he had lost all his dignity, but the person was still lying on the bed, but he was standing upright, which made him unable to express his temper.

General Lin glared at him.

Chen Kuo whispered, "This is my tent."

"You still have the face to say it!" General Lin would scold people as soon as he opened his mouth: "Look at the good deeds you have done!"

Chen Kuo felt a throbbing pain in his head, he opened his mouth unbearably, "..."

Before he could speak, Chen Huan coughed together. He had been unconscious for several days, his stomach was weak, he couldn't even cough, and his face was flushed.

The doctor hastily stretched out his hand to support him, one arm supported his chest and jaw, and the other hand struck his back in a hollow shape.

After more than ten times in succession, the flushed Shen Huan finally coughed out a short and hasty sound.

Chen Kuo stood at the front, momentarily at a loss, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

On the first day, before Shen Huan woke up, he forcefully poured some water and rice soup in a daze.

General Lin and Chen Kuoyi waited on them puzzledly, wiping their bodies every two quarters of an hour to cool down.

On the second day, I still didn't wake up, and the high fever didn't subside. This time, let alone soup and rice, I couldn't even pour in the medicine juice. I fed a bowl and spit out half a bowl, and sprinkled it all over my face and bedside.

Seeing this, General Lin issued a death order, "No matter what means you use, you must not give up."

The doctor bit the bullet and continued to make prescriptions, deliberated and replaced several medicinal materials several times, and tried to come up with a pair of symptomatic medicines.

It was boiled into a thick bowl, and with a bit of tongue depressing reaction, it was barely fed into it.

Shen Huan finally woke up last night, General Lin rushed to the bed, excitedly squeezed his hand, and said repeatedly: "It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up."

Shen Huan sank deep into the bed curtain, squinted his eyes to look at him, and felt that his eyes were covered with a white veil, so he couldn't see his face clearly no matter what.

The doctor said: "It's normal to be sleepy for two days and not be able to see clearly. It's good to have a lot of rest."

Shen Huan didn't know his predecessors, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but his arm was so weak that he couldn't move it.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling his throat was on fire, and opened his mouth, his throat was cut like a knife, the pain made him give up speaking.

Seeing the wary look in his eyes, General Lin took the initiative to explain: "I am Lin Jian, your father...General Huwei sent someone to deliver a letter saying that you are here. I have been looking for you for several days, and finally found you."

Shen Huan only felt tinnitus in the haze, and only vaguely heard some vague words like 'your father' and 'reception'.

He immediately thought: My father is here!

Then he smiled happily, and his extremely dry lips moved slightly to the sides, and the lip lines immediately ached as if they had been torn apart.

The doctor fed him two spoonfuls of warm water, Shen Huan waited for a while, but it still didn't help.

However, he was immersed in the joy of his father's arrival, and most of the unhappiness in his body was ignored by him.

After about half an hour, Chen Huan was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

General Lin patted the doctor on the shoulder to show his importance, "Thank you."

He got up and walked out of the tent. Chen Kuo stood outside, staring at him, his eyes glowing like the eyes of a wolf who had been hungry for a few days.

General Lin sighed, "Don't tell him about the general's mansion yet, let's talk about it after he recovers."

Chen Kuo responded silently.

Yes.

A spoiled and pampered young master, who has been held in his hands for so many years, suddenly lost his father, which is considered a most difficult and sad thing.

Chen Kuo stood outside the tent, looking at the moon hanging in the boundless sky in the northwest.

One crescent moon, bare, very lonely.

Hearing the sound of shallow breathing inside, his heart was up and down, and he felt that he didn't know how to face it tomorrow.

For the first time in more than ten years of guarding the border, I felt a chilling sense of bewilderment.