The happy life of the devil and the devil

Being counted so unceremoniously by the lord, Ling Yucheng just smiled silently, and his chest was full of warmth.Wanting to say something more, his expression changed and he stopped talking. After a while, the sound of light footsteps stopped outside the door of the main room, and a respectful voice sounded through the door:

"Qizou Your Majesty, Doctor Yang is waiting outside."

"pass!"

After throwing a look of "I don't care about you", Yuan Shao sat up slightly and raised his voice to answer.After a while, the door creaked open, Yang Qiu stepped into the bedroom carrying the medicine box, sat down on a stool by the couch under the south window, and began to perform routine diagnosis and treatment for Ling Yucheng.After so many days, the injury on Ling Yucheng's leg has healed, and even the bruises have faded cleanly. What Yang Qiu did was to use acupuncture to remove dampness and cold for him, and then slowly adjust the internal organs, strengthen the body and eliminate evil.

Cutting through the veins of Ling Yucheng's wrists in turn, Yang Qiu raised his eyebrows and looked carefully at Ling Yucheng's face.After looking at it for a long time, without asking any more questions, I lowered my head and opened the moxibustion needle, and worked on his lap on my own.After a round of acupuncture, massage, and moxa moxibustion, he sat down to the side and lowered his head to write pulse records and prescriptions after finishing the night's diagnosis and treatment, and said casually:

"My lord has been recovering well these days. Be careful to keep warm, don't let the condition relapse, and you can recover in a few days."

The medical officer resigned and left, Ling Yucheng straightened his clothes and stood up from the couch, the corners of his lips twitched suddenly. "No wonder your majesty suddenly sent my people to the Shen family when he dispatched the imperial physician a few days ago..."

"your people?"

Yuan Shao raised his eyebrows and asked back with a half-smile.Ling Yucheng didn't get up immediately to plead guilty in panic, but leaned forward slightly, and replied in a low voice:

"All the ministers belong to His Majesty..."

When he spoke, he raised his face halfway, his eyes moved, and he smiled slightly, with a little light in his eyes that seemed to be alive.What's more, with such soft whispers, if intentionally or unintentionally raised a long, slightly warped sound at the end, Yuan Shao unconsciously suffocated his breath, and he didn't know where the thin unhappiness just now had gone.

"Hurry up and tidy yourself up." After a pause, he pointed at Ling Yucheng, trying to keep his face straight, "What a mess you look like!"

"Chen Zunzhi——" Ling Yucheng responded, moved to the table, pulled down the tie on his hair and continued to comb his hair.Yuan Shao leaned on the bed and watched him take a boxwood comb with sparse teeth, and comb it from the top of his head one by one. The broken hair that used to reach his shoulders has now grown for more than a span, like a black shiny satin Covered all over the shoulders, it is pleasing to the eye under the flickering of candlelight.

It's a pity that the sword was cut too hard at that time... It will take a few more years to keep it in the waist.Realizing that his thoughts drifted to a strange place at some point, Yuan Shao cleared his throat, and solemnly started another topic:

"I remember, you Xia people, after the crown ceremony, you all call each other Biaozi? Your Biaozi is..." Trying to recall, finally pulled it out from the depths of memory, "...Wen Ze?"

No way, usually do not use, it is easy to forget.

"Your Majesty is exactly what you said." Ling Yucheng kept his hands on his hands and replied with his back turned.This comb is very heavy, Yang Qiufei forced him to comb his hair at least a hundred times a day, and he said that it can stimulate blood circulation...Damn it, he would rather punch a few times and get sweaty all over his body!

"Wen Ze..." Yuan Shao murmured in a low voice. "Jade has five virtues, moist and warm, benevolence, but your name is deducted. Who started it?"

"Given by Emperor Yu Xia Jiayou." Ling Yucheng's voice was flat, without a hint of joy, anger, love or hatred.He was only 17 years old when he was given the inscription, and he was still three years away from the official crown ceremony, but he had already fought in Beiliang for several months and swept thousands of miles.He had no scruples in order to bring his subordinates back safely, but the massacre of soldiers, civilians, women and children, caused him to be criticized after returning...

While counting credit according to the routine, the imperial decree gave him the name as a reprimand and admonition to him.

"This name is really not suitable for you." Yuan Shao was very satisfied with Ling Yucheng's indifferent address to the king of the old country, and there was a touch of warmth in his voice, "I will give you another one, how about it?"

There was no answer in the room.Yuan Shao raised his eyes, and saw Ling Yucheng put down the wooden comb in his hand, got up and straightened his clothes, and knelt down facing him upright.

Up to this point Yuan Shao didn't say a word, he went to the table to get a toothbrush, just now he stood in front of Ling Yucheng, combed his hair with one hand, and combed his hair carefully from the top to the end with the other hand.The candles exploded lightly, and the two of them met each other with a distance of a foot, but neither of them said a word at this moment, only the sound of the toothbrush sliding along the hair was softly ringing in the bedroom.

After a cup of tea, Yuan Shao put down the comb, glanced at the table, and chose a clean and smooth mutton jade hairpin, and gently inserted it in Ling Yucheng's hair.

"I once read ancient poems, and there is a poem that I have always liked very much. After reading it once, I will never forget it. The white jade capital in the sky, the fifth floor and twelve cities. Immortals caress my top, tie my hair and grant longevity..."

He neatly coiled a handful of blue silk into a bun in his hand, then carefully fixed it with a jade hairpin, then stroked the top of Ling Yucheng's hair, and gently pressed it down:

"Have a hair tie with you, and the word 'Longevity' for you, how about?"

longevity...

Ling Yucheng's lips moved for a while, but there seemed to be a hard lump in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound no matter what.

The name is always based on the orthodox style, and the characters are used to express virtue.What is contained in the watch character is the expectation and warning of the father, teacher and elders to the children. Like his previous watch character "Wen Ze", the word "benevolence" is deducted.As the lord, Yuan Shao can give him any title that fits his status as a courtier, but in the end he chose "Longevity"...

He quietly lowered his head, and replied softly:

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Yuan Shao moved very quickly, and the next day he inscribed the word "Longevity" in his own handwriting and handed it over to the Shaofu to engrave a seal on it.Two days later, when Ling Yucheng came back from the barracks and stepped into the dormitory, he saw Yuan Shao turn around halfway, and put an object he was playing with in front of him.

A small and exquisite jade seal, half an inch high, half an inch square, the whole body is carved from suet jade, exquisite and moist, clean and flawless.Yinniu is a Chilong holding a Ganoderma lucidum in its mouth. A vermilion Ganoderma lucidum is carved out of the dragon's mouth in the color of sugar.Turning over the seal casually, the strong and straight "Longevity" in Zhu Wen, surrounded by continuous cloud patterns, adds a bit of softness and subtlety to the knife work of the printed text.

"How do you feel?"

"It's very beautiful... I like it very much." With his thumb gently brushing along the distinct thin scales on the Chilong's back, Ling Yucheng couldn't help but smile from the bottom of his heart.

In the afternoon of the same day, the cavalry with Ling Yucheng's handwritten order rushed to Qingzhou, and told the whole army that in the future, all official letters and edicts should be affixed with this "Longevity" seal as a letter.Although there is no specific explanation for the reason, Ling Yucheng's guards have passed this jade seal one by one. Seeing the seal is like seeing a person in an emergency. With this seal, all the troops of the Xuanjia Guard can be mobilized at will.

Being able to be sent to the military camp by the doctor is almost equivalent to recovering most of the injuries.After Yang Qiu's routine examination and treatment that day, he was very satisfied with Ling Yucheng's recovery, and praised him for the first time. "Your Excellency is recovering very quickly. In two days, the old injury can also be recuperated."

"Old injury?" A voice suddenly cut in.Yuan Shao walked to the side of the couch, frowned and stared at the trouser legs that Ling Yucheng was putting down, "What old injury?" While talking, he looked between his chest and abdomen, obviously looking at the terrifying scar that slanted from his shoulder to his hip bone deep impression.

"...not here." Following the Lord's gaze, Ling Yucheng bowed his head and answered immediately.Yuan Shao raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at Yang Qiu. However, Doctor Yang, who usually knew everything about Ling Yucheng's physical condition, didn't realize it. He quickly finished writing the prescription and bowed to leave. He made up his mind to leave the matter to the two monarchs and ministers to solve it by themselves.

The main door of the main room was closed, and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.He didn't get an answer from the medical officer, so Yuan Shao simply sat down on the side of the couch, staring at Ling Yucheng without saying a word, which meant that if you don't open your mouth, you don't want to think about it.Ling Yucheng could only express his surrender to this staring stare, and raised his hand with a wry smile: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, it's just some old injuries."

"where?"

"One on the left shoulder and one on the right ankle." Looking at Yuan Shao's dissatisfied expression, he quickly added: "After being injured before, I couldn't recuperate properly. It will be a little uncomfortable when the weather changes, and other things are actually not good. nothing."

Immediately, a heavy hand was pressed against his shoulder, Ling Yucheng couldn't help but trembled slightly, resisting not to shrug his shoulders to shake that hand away.Fortunately, Yuan Shao just used this strength and then withdrew it, only resting his palm on the wound, and gently stroking thoughtfully.

"What happened at that time, why didn't you refuse to take care of it? - When did you get hurt?"

Anyone who can take care of it is willing to leave it alone... Ling Yucheng smiled wryly at himself, and bowed his head without answering.It wasn't until he was pinched again that he replied evasively: "Last year...he was sent to prison within a few days of being injured."

Was it the injury he suffered a few days before he was imprisoned... But at that time, Ling Yucheng was rushing from northern Xinjiang to Yuyang, so it was impossible to encounter a war... Yuan Shao silently calculated in his heart, and a memory that had been dusty for a long time suddenly jumped onto the screen. His heart and vest were almost hotly sweating.

That's right, at that time he was fighting Ling Yucheng in the ancient temple, and was pointed at by dozens of crossbows. In order to protect himself, he could only hold Ling Yucheng hostage and force his subordinates to make way... At that time, out of deterrence, he put Ling Yucheng on the shoulder The pinched until the bone was broken, and the man resisted not to let out a half cry of pain, and even took the opportunity to issue orders, turning the situation around in one fell swoop...

To a man on the battlefield, a mere bone fracture is nothing at all. With some medicine and less effort, he can heal in two or three months.But the bad thing is that Ling Yucheng was arrested and imprisoned within a few days. The death row lacked medical care and medicine, was damp and cold, and it must have been at that time that the root cause of the disease fell.

If I had known earlier, it would have been nice to have played lightly.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but feel a little regretful, but I couldn't let go of my body and apologized - there was nothing to apologize for. At that time, it was normal for enemies to fight against the country.To avoid embarrassment, Yuan Shao lowered his head, and his eyes fell on Ling Yucheng's right ankle which was already covered by his trouser legs.

"What about here?"

Ling Yucheng rolled up his trousers in an obedient manner.Two inches above the ankle, a pair of semicircular scars surround the tibia, slightly raised, and the intact flesh in the center is only a finger wide.Yuan Shao took a closer look, and really couldn't think of the origin of the injury—it wasn't like a sword or stick, or like an arrow shooting into a fire. Even if it was caught and dragged by a whip, it should be a full circle instead of two. opposite semicircle. "What happened to the feet?"

"It's a criminal injury." This time, the answering voice was much lower, with a hint of sadness, "...it's a stick."

But I heard that he was not sentenced to prison this time——Yuan Shao suddenly came to his senses, "That time more than ten years ago?"

"……Yes."

At that time, he was still a pure and bright young man. He was full of vigor after a great victory, but he suddenly fell from heaven to hell... The burning pain above his ankle, the fear of his legs being cut off and his martial arts being invalidated, and he was wronged instead of being rewarded for his meritorious deeds. The grievances and hatred... There are more darkness that he still doesn't want to recall.

It was only later that he realized that the clamp hadn't been fully retracted, otherwise his right leg would have been lost—and since that time, he has never been tortured again.It's not that he was tortured, there are many methods in prison that leave no traces, but are equally tortured to the point of death, but he can keep his muscles and bones from being damaged, and he secretly rejoices every time he is dragged back from the torture chamber... Only after he was imprisoned did he know that it was Prince Rui who extended his hand to protect him.

However, he failed to get timely and thorough treatment, and the coldness in the prison still left permanent marks on the wound.Even if he met Yang Qiu a few years later, the strange doctor tried everything he could but couldn't get much better.

"...There won't be any more." Suddenly, his eyes darkened, his upper body was brought forward slightly, and his cheek was pressed against a warm chest——Ling Yucheng didn't say a word, and turned his head to listen to the steady heartbeat. Beating the ear drums, he finally lowered his head and buried his whole body into Yuan Shao's arms.

The author has something to say: turn your head silently, Xiao Ling, when you said to His Majesty, "All the ministers are His Majesty's people"...

Even I want to push it down, okay...

With that look and attitude, that tone of voice, you are clearly seducing!

Let me ask you a question, do you want to watch Kang Wang's episode...