My bamboo horse is a broken sleeve

Xue was lying on the bed facing the wind, still tossing and turning as usual.The hot and dry weather and the constant chirping of cicadas outside the window made it difficult for Xue Yingfeng to sleep.When she was still awake, Xue Yingfeng closed her eyes, and all that appeared in her mind was the appearance of that person without exception. Xue Yingfeng blamed herself for being useless, and after several times of struggle, her consciousness sank.

Xue Yingfeng didn't sleep deeply, she woke up immediately after someone walked to her side, the light and shadow in the darkness were a little blurry, even though she just woke up from a dream, Xue Yingfeng still recognized the person who was already close at hand.

"Liu..." Xue Yingfeng's slightly hoarse voice contained disbelief.

"Qing Ke, can I kiss you?" At this moment, Liu Fan had put his upper body on Xue Yingfeng's body, and gently supported his face with his hands. The distance between the two was so close that they could clearly feel each other's breath.

"What are you talking about..." Before she finished speaking, Xue Yingfeng's lips were sealed, but the lips that covered it did not go deeper, but just stopped there, like a devout prayer.

"What are you doing!" Xue Yingfeng pushed Liu Fan away, unexpectedly without using much strength, "Are you crazy?"

"So, you really only treat me like that in front of him..." Liu Fan's voice was low and lifeless, like a loser talking to himself.

"Liu Fan...you...you misunderstood..." Xue Yingfeng said cautiously, "I am not..."

"Then do you really like him? Will you leave with him?" Liu Fan asked again.

Xue Yingfeng was silent for a while, as if swearing, "No."

"That's good...that's good..." Liu Fan muttered, getting up and planning to leave, "Go to sleep, just pretend I haven't been here..." Then he disappeared into the night.

The summer night was a bit hot, and the sound of cicadas was much weaker than in the first half of the night, but Xue Yingfeng couldn't sleep anymore.

"Maybe I really did something wrong." Xue Yingfeng blamed herself immensely. Among so many people, Liu Fan was the one he was most unwilling to hurt.

Xue Yingfeng's thoughts kept haunting him until dawn, just after dawn, Xue Yingfeng got up to look for Liu Fan, intending to explain everything to him, but found out from the servants that Liu Fan left overnight yesterday.

Xue Yingfeng finally felt dazed and at a loss, and for the next whole day, except for Han Zhuo who came to give him medicine on time, the rest of the time was spent alone.Liu Fan didn't come back until after dusk.

"Qing Ke, I bought you a jujube cake from the east of the city, come and try it, or you will be snatched away by Boyong later." Liu Fan smiled as always.

"Liu Fan, you..." Xue Yingfeng stood a little far away in the afterglow of the setting sun, reflecting a slightly thin figure.

"Don't you like it?" Liu Fan looked at Xue Yingfeng for a long while without answering.

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"like……"

three years ago--

Xue Yingfeng wandered on the street like a walking corpse, her steps became staggered due to her leg injury, and her expression was dispirited.Her hair was disheveled, and she was also stained with dust and broken leaves. The blood stains on her robe had turned dark red, her hands and feet were a little red and swollen due to frostbite, and her disheveled appearance made passers-by fearful of avoiding her.

After Xue Yingfeng escaped from the officers and soldiers, she fled all the way to the south of the Yangtze River. In order to escape the pursuit of the officers and soldiers, Xue Yingfeng hid in the dark alleys every day and night, and occasionally wandered in the barren mountains outside the city. Among them, the cold wind was piercing, and the breath turned into frost.In this way, he was in exile for more than half a month, and after several twists and turns, he finally arrived in Quezhou.

Lin Ping of Quezhou is one of Xue Yingfeng's few friends outside of Jincheng. Although he is a scholar, his family background is fairly well-to-do.Ziying, where Boyong is located, and Jing'an, where Mu Yuning is guarding, have already been watched by countless subordinates of the imperial court, so it is really helpless to come here to find Lin Ping.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Xue Yingfeng sneaked into Lin's house and found where Lin Ping was.He tapped twice by the window, and then carefully concealed himself in the night.

"Who is it?" A yawn came from inside the house, Lin Ping got up and walked to the window where Xue Yingfeng was.

"Lin Ping, it's me." Xue Yingfeng leaned out and whispered.

"Ah!" Lin Ping was really frightened by this appearance.

"Hush—keep it down, it's me, Xue Yingfeng." Xue Yingfeng explained.

"What! Xue Yingfeng? You... aren't you already dead?" Lin Ping asked in surprise.

"What nonsense are you talking about, am I not here well? Don't talk nonsense, let me go in and talk about it." Said the snow and entered through the window against the wind.

……

"What did you mean when you said I was dead?"

"Oh...it's nothing, it's just some rumors I heard."

"Rumours have spread here," Xue Yingfeng muttered to herself, "By the way, can you let me hide in your place, I'll leave as soon as the limelight passes."

"This... this..." Lin Ping hesitated.

"Say anything, don't hesitate."

"Yingfeng, now everyone knows that you are a criminal from the imperial court, and you stay with me... You also know that I am the only man in my family, and I haven't had time to marry a wife yet..." Lin Ping said hesitantly .

"I know this is very reluctant for you, and I really have nothing to do right now. My father, queen, mother and concubine are still in the nylon prison, so I can't just be arrested by officers and soldiers." Xue Yingfeng pleaded.

"Yingfeng...how long did it take you to come here from Nylon?"

"About half a month, what's the matter?"

"Actually... half a month ago, there was news from Jincheng that... said..."

"Say what?" Xue Yingfeng became a little anxious.

"Jincheng has already posted a notice that both King Ziying and Princess Ziying have died in the Ministry of Punishment..."

"What did you say?!" Xue Yingfeng grabbed Lin Ping's collar with a look of disbelief.

"I...what I said is true...all...all Quezhou people know, if you can't do it, go out and ask anyone." Lin Ping struggled.

"How could it be...impossible, absolutely impossible..." Xue Yingfeng let go of Lin Ping, and his expression became grim. My parents... won't... won't..." In an instant, Xue Yingfeng's eyes lost their luster.It was like being swallowed by a flood in an instant, and there was no way to fight back.

Lin Ping couldn't bear to look at Xue Yingfeng, sighed helplessly, and took out some clothes and broken silver from the back room, "Yingfeng, forgive me, I really can't help you, if this is found out by the government, it will be a serious crime against the Jiu Clan , I’m a grass-roots person, I really can’t afford it, and there’s only so much I can help you with, you should find a place where there are few people and hide.”

Xue Yingfeng's eyes were empty and unfocused, and her nerves, which had been tense for half a month, seemed to be completely destroyed in an instant. The frustration and complacency, confusion and clarity in the past are not so important now. up.

It took Xue Yingfeng a while to reply: "Yes, excuse me." But she didn't reach out to pick up Lin Ping's things, and then Lin Ping tied the purse around Xue Yingfeng's body.

After leaving the Lin house in the middle of the night, he has been wandering the streets until now, like a wandering spirit, unable to find a place to return.

Xue Yingfeng stumbled into a tavern, and randomly chose a place to sit down.

"Where is the beggar, don't dirty our tavern, get out." Xiao Er said to Xue Yingfeng.

"What nonsense, bring me all the wine in your store." Xue Yingfeng lay down on the table weakly, lowered her head and threw the money bag in front of Xiaoer.

Even though Xiao Er looked at him helplessly and disgustedly, he still complied with his request.

Finally, I spend my days in a trance, not so much getting drunk, it is better to say that I am looking for death.So far, there is no time to wake up.

Within seven days, the money given by Lin Ping had been spent.The owner of the restaurant also felt that Xue Yingfeng was pitiful, so he didn't drive away Xue Yingfeng, who smelled like alcohol, but now ten days have passed, and the shopkeeper never took in such a half-dead person like him again.Just when he passed out drunk, several people carried him and threw him in an alley.

Xue Yingfeng was awakened by the frost falling from the eaves. After waking up, Xue Yingfeng looked at everything around her, but didn't have any major reactions. The scale in the grooves of the stone slabs soaked Xue Yingfeng's back, and the cold stone slabs eroded her back. His consciousness gradually began to become blurred.

After struggling to get up, he broke into restaurants again and again, and was thrown out again and again, until finally he was beaten with a stick, and finally lost consciousness.

……

"Who are you?" After Xue Yingfeng woke up, she lay on a strange bed, silk and satin quilts, warm-colored curtains, and the twilight was slightly cool. Begonia and sapphire lamps were lit on both sides of the bed. There was a faint fragrance from the bed, which was pleasant and calming, a comfort that had not been felt for a long time, and made Xue Yingfeng feel like he was in heaven.

"Are you awake? How do you feel? Is there any other discomfort?" There was a person sitting on Xue Yingfeng's bedside, with eyebrows drawn into his temples, deep-set eyes and clear outlines.The clothes are made of high-quality ice-blue silk, embroidered with lotus-leaf patterns, rich and beautiful, with a unique charm, which makes people feel inaccessible.But with such an appearance, the words she spoke were extremely gentle.

It was only then that Xue Yingfeng realized that her clothes had been changed and her wound had been bandaged. Under the stimulation of the herbal medicine, she felt a little pain.Xue Yingfeng found it hard to accept all this in front of her for a while, and her eyes wandered around looking at everything in the house.

The person at the head of the bed saw Xue Yingfeng's reaction and quickly explained: "Xia Liufan is the head of Liuyue Restaurant. When I passed by my restaurant earlier, I saw the rude behavior of the servants in the restaurant. I feel ashamed, and I hope the young master will not be offended."

Xue Yingfeng looked into Liu Fan's eyes, and said "Oh" to show her understanding, "Did we meet somewhere?" Xue Yingfeng asked.

Liu Fan paused for a while, then replied with a smile: "Liu is a businessman, he often travels everywhere, maybe we have met somewhere."

After Xue Yingfeng roughly understood the ins and outs of the matter, she calmed down a little bit, a little greedy for the temperature of the mattress, and shrank back in again.

"Dare to ask your son's name?"

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