Return on snow

Yi Shu felt that the wine he swallowed just now must have flowed back to his throat, otherwise why would he still have a feeling of being out of breath.

Ning Ke picked up his wine glass and took a sip: "I wrote it casually a few years ago, but I really can't remember the content."

It is very tiring to read those sage books all day long. Who doesn't have a time when they are young and frivolous?Has anyone ever experienced the coexistence of fresh blood and ignorant throbbing?Ning Ke said that he hadn't seen it, but it wasn't just to tease Yi Shu.He sold this book to a bookseller a few years ago, and he didn't need to buy it for self-appreciation after it was completed, and now he doesn't bother to think about what he wrote back then.

Seeing Yi Shu staring at him with a complicated face, Ning Ke sighed: There is no way, he is also forced by his livelihood.

In the past few days, the atmosphere in the Wei army's camp became tense again. Yi Shu and Ning Ke lined up troops all day long, and the swords of the soldiers in the camp had already been sharpened.

In the evening, a ray of rosy clouds shone obliquely on the white military tents of the Wei army camp. The sky was slightly dark, and some patrolmen were lighting torches back and forth.

Inside the tent, Ning Ke was lying peacefully on the low carved rug, with his hands folded on his stomach, and his body was well-positioned. This young man who usually talks little but always has a lot of plans in his heart , When sleeping with Yi'an, she is actually well-behaved.

"Why don't you go? Why don't you go!?"

"What is your reason? What is your loyalty?"

"Unfilial...not filial!"

"No...no..."

"Brother? Brother!"

"I didn't!" Ning Ke yelled and sat up, opened his eyes, and saw Wantao who was kneeling on the edge, with wide-eyed almond eyes.

Wan Tao regained her composure, looked at her brother who was pale and sweaty on his forehead, and frowned. Although Wan Tao was still a seven-year-old child, she knew how to hurt others.She reached out her sleeve to wipe the sweat off her brother's head, and asked in a childish voice, "Did brother have a nightmare?"

"Hmm..." Ning Ke responded with a muffled voice, but his thoughts were still stuck in the dream just now.In the snowy field in the dream, his father, dressed in coarse linen, walked slowly towards Ning Ke with a long sword in his hand, questioning Ning Ke again and again, the picture in the dream was blurry, and every time his father The reprimand was exceptionally clear.

Ning Ke was suddenly a little confused and a little guilty.That's right, when the Liao army was driven out of Chuzhou that day, Yi Shu had already offered to let him go, but he refused, and proposed to stay until the final battle between Wei and Liao was settled before leaving.

Perhaps it was to use Wei Jun's hand to avenge six years ago.Maybe it was to repay the favor owed to Yishu these days.Maybe... because of some other emotion.

During the days when he stayed, Ning Ke devoted himself to advising Yi Shu, but never thought about why he stayed.His father's accusation made him flustered in vain.

"Wantao, do you want to go home?" Ning Ke tried his best to suppress the sadness on his face, stroked Wantao's black hair, and asked softly.

"I want to." Wan Tao blurted out without thinking, but after a while, she shook her head again: "But... I don't want to."

"Why?"

"Our village has been burned to the ground... my mother-in-law and grandfather who were good to me in the village are gone, so I don't want to go back." Wantao knew that the people in the village had been killed by the Liao people that night. Knowing that her home was in ruins, she only felt scared in retrospect.

Ning Ke: "Then do you like it here?"

"I like it." Wantao nodded, and after a pause, she waved a wooden sculpture of a snow wolf in her arms in front of Ning Ke's eyes: "Look, this is the little wolf given to me by the bearded uncle."

"Really?" Ning Ke took the wood carving in his hand and looked at it, and found that there were some uneven edges and corners, but the wolf's eyes and nose were lifelike, and it could be seen that it was newly made, and Zhou Yang could tell Carved very carefully.It seems that Captain Zhou and Wan Tao get along well these days.

Ning Ke was watching seriously, when he suddenly felt a splitting headache, and his body twitched violently. He held his forehead, and saw a tall and familiar figure coming in from the tent door with hazy eyes.

When Yi Shu is not on the battlefield, he wears silver armor most of the time. He usually talks and does things as he likes, but he has the posture of going to the battlefield at any time.

Yi Shu saw Ning Ke supporting the edge with one hand and covering his forehead with the other, his heart tightened, he walked over quickly and asked, "Are you all right?"

Seeing Ning Ke shaking his head, he clicked his tongue and put his hand on Ning Ke's forehead to check the temperature: "It's almost cooked." Then, he stretched out his hand to wrap the blanket around Ning Ke's body.

When Ning Ke first arrived, he wore a thin shirt and walked around all day, making Yi Shu think that this kid might just look weak.I didn't expect to be sick in the end.After taking the medicine yesterday, I slept from last night to today's You.

While wrapping Ning Ke in a blanket, Yi Shu turned his head and said to Wantao with a smile, "Xiao Taotao, go play with the bearded uncle, okay?"

"Are you coming again?" Wan Tao, who was chased away every day, pouted unhappily. When she raised her head, she saw Zhou Yang was already waiting for her to pass by the door.

Wantao knew that she had no choice, so she snorted, picked up the snow wolf wood carving on the ground, and shuffled out.

The surroundings became quiet again, the charcoal fire of the stove was burning vigorously, and the warm atmosphere completely isolated the ice and snow inside the house.

"How is the team organized..."

"Don't talk about business." Yi Shu interrupted Ning Ke, got up and strained the medicine boiled on the fire into a bowl, brought it over and put it on the table beside the bed.

"Today... just chat casually."

Ning Ke knew that Yi Shu was trying to make him relax, so he followed suit and said, "Okay, we won't talk about business today."

"You and I have known each other for a while, but you have never asked about this king. Are you afraid, or are you not interested?" Yi Shu sat on the side of the bed, facing Ning Ke sideways, his gaze drifting to nowhere .

Ning Ke looked at Yi Shu's profile, curled his lips into a smile, and replied, "Neither of them."

Yi Shu: "How do you say that?"

Ning Ke: "I know you well, so you don't need to ask."

"Oh?" Yi Shu's interest was immediately hooked: "Then tell me."

Ning Ke smiled lightly and said, "Your Highness is the thirteenth prince of the Wei Kingdom, and his biological mother is the Concubine De. Your Highness has been favored by Emperor Chengxian since he was a child, and when he turned [-], he was named Hengwang. This is the first coronation ceremony of the Wei Kingdom in history. Then he became the prince of the king. His Highness loves to practice martial arts since he was a child, and at the age of six he worshiped the great general Zheng Lian who protects the country as his teacher, and now His Highness is the number one general of the Wei Kingdom."

Yi Shu turned his head to look at Ning Ke, his eyes were burning with disbelief, "How do you know so much? Could it be that you have coveted this king's beauty and talent for a long time?" Speaking of which, he pretended to sit back three points.

"It's just a rumor." Ning Ke watched Yi Shu's hands crossed to protect his chest, and his whole body was retreating, making him feel like he was bullying some big girl with a yellow flower. , with a rare smile in his eyes: "But I do have some interest in Your Highness..."

Yi Shu felt that he was just joking, so why did he really ask something serious.For some reason, his mind is full of images of getting along with Ning Ke on weekdays, and the more he restrains the images, the faster the images flood in.All kinds of pictures confused his mind like a paste, and he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable because of the distraction at this moment.

Ning Kemin rolled his eyes at Yi Shu, who had rarely calmed down, and continued: "His Royal Highness has passed the age of weak crown, and he is favored by Emperor Wei, why doesn't he even have a concubine now? I also heard...Emperor Wei gives a concubine every time. If His Highness is married, His Highness will find an excuse to go out of Beijing. This time, the most beautiful woman in the Kingdom of Wei, Princess Xunyang, was promised by Emperor Xian Xian, and His Highness actually directly said that he wanted to come to this barbaric front line. Could it be that... His Highness has some unspeakable secrets?"

Yi Shu's face turned greener the more he heard it. Why did his story spread to other countries? Let's just spread it. How could it be misinterpreted in such a subtle way?He relied on his passion to recruit himself, and his escape from marriage was just incidental, why now he acted as if he had no choice but to escape from marriage?Why do these people always focus on the wrong things?

"Nonsense, the king leads the army to kill the enemy and defend the country. You'd better not listen to the gossip." Yi Shu was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped Ning Ke on the leg: "Thank you!" You are still a scholar!"

Ning Ke shrugged with a light smile, not caring much.

Yi Shu: "If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer sooner or later!" After saying that, he felt puzzled and wanted to pat him again.

This time Ning Ke had sharp eyes and quick hands, and stretched out his hand to hold the hand that was about to fall. Yi Shu froze for a moment, didn't he just take two random shots and refused to let it go, could it be paper?

"Your Highness will be a good emperor in the future."

Ning Ke's voice returned to the usual condensed voice, like a pool of autumn water, quiet and deep, and one could not see the bottom at a glance.

This kind of blessing is not something that everyone dares to give, Yi Shu's eyes were focused, his expression became serious again, and he said sharply: "You must never say that again in the future."

Ning Ke smiled lightly and nodded.

Yi Shu glanced at the tent, Fang turned his head and continued, "Your kindness...I accept it."

The north wind suddenly blew, the tents were blown loudly, and the cold wind leaked in through the cracks in the curtains, blowing away the warmth in the house.

Yi Shu saw that the medicine was no longer hot, so he picked it up and handed it to Ning Ke: "Drink the medicine."

After Ning Ke finished drinking, he ordered Ning Ke to lie down and rest.

A bowl of hot soup was poured into his stomach, Ning Ke felt drowsy, his eyelids couldn't hold back and he had to close, Yi Shu's figure in front of him became more and more blurred, relying on the last bit of consciousness, he murmured: "You Why are you so nice to me..."

He was good to him from beginning to end.Considerate care, unconditional trust, all of this made him feel like a dream.

Unable to hear Yi Shu's answer, Ning Ke knew that the question was inappropriate, and he said to himself: "No matter what, I will keep my promise and follow you to the last battle..."

Yi Shu's body froze suddenly, he stared intently at Ning Ke who closed his eyes with a sick face, and sighed slightly: "I'm sorry."