Enemy proton must be pregnant with the cub of the regent

Xie Yan had a fever, but he didn't expect that he would be sick for a long time.

After taking the antipyretic pills from Tai Hospital, I could suppress it, but it didn’t take long for me to develop a low-grade fever. Although it wasn’t very hot to the touch, it looked fine, but it didn’t seem like it was happening again and again.

Pei Jun was a little anxious about his broken body, and he asked Doctor Lin every day to ask about his condition.

On the contrary, Lin Dai was able to handle it with ease, saying that it was not without benefits, and suggested that he stop the antipyretic pills and only drink some herbal tea soup that invigorates qi and yin, and let him heal slowly.

Pei Jun said angrily at the time: "What do you mean by stopping the medicine? It's dead?"

Lin Dai hurriedly said: "Of course it's not a cure. Although the poison in the body of Marquis Ping'an has been neutralized, the illness accumulated over the years is still there. This is why he suffers from pain and low fever every time it rains. It is also a good thing to see the fever dissipate."

It means that after this illness is cured, he should not be afraid of rainy days anymore.

What Imperial Physician Lin said moved Pei Jun a little. Xie Yan used to love to listen to the rain when he was in the Imperial College. Whenever there was a light rain outside the window, others would blow the rain in with regret, and he was the only one who leaned on the porch peacefully. Ren gently leaned against his body, and even reached out to catch a handful of rain.

Pei Jun was annoying him at that time and often walked around him, but he had to admit that standing there was like a painting.

Ever since Xie Yan was stupid, his whole body was sore even with a little humidity, let alone enjoying the rain by the window.

Pei Jun repeatedly confirmed that stopping the drug would not harm Xie Yan's body, so he agreed to this treatment, but Xie Yan's low fever would recur every afternoon, and his energy was low, so he didn't have the mood to mess around with Pei Jun.

The convoy had already arrived at a relatively prosperous town, because the horses needed to rest, and the accompanying Yan Lingwei had to buy dry food, and Lin Dai and others also had to go to the pharmacy to prepare medicine, so they decided to rest in the city for two days.

They booked an inn, and except for the necessary guards, everyone else got a day and a half off, so they could have a good rest.

In the Tianzi Shang room, only Xie Yan and Pei Jun were left.

Pei Jun changed his clothes, and ordered a small red clay stove according to the medicinal recipe prescribed by Imperial Physician Lin.Then he walked to the side of the couch, looked down at the sleeping Xie Yan, and saw that he suddenly frowned, whether it was irritability or discomfort, Pei Jun was about to get up to get the tranquilizing incense, but his hand was grabbed by him.

Xie Yan muttered something in a low voice, if there was nothing there, Pei Jun leaned closer and listened carefully, only to vaguely discern that he was talking in sleep, as if: "Sweet... the feathers are scorched... so ugly... ..."

"How can a mother think her son is ugly?" Pei Jun laughed, and he snorted as if hearing it.

Pei Jun didn't leave again, but held his hand instead, humming softly the song Li Nu sang.Xie Yan likes that song very much recently, and often asks the raccoon slave to sing it a few more times. Pei Jun has listened to it a lot and learned everything.

Sure enough, Xie Yan slowly relaxed his brows and continued to sleep deeply.

After an unknown amount of time, there were some joyful and lively movements from downstairs outside the window. His hands were entangled by Xie Yan, so he couldn't open the window to see.It just so happened that soon Ji Shuxian came in to deliver the official documents and letters to be approved today, so he asked.

Ji Shuxian thought he knew, after all, when they entered the city, every household was already hanging puai, and said in surprise, "Your Highness, why are you so confused? Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival. Isn't it lively outside?"

Pei Jun was stunned for a moment: "It's Duanyang again so soon."

"Isn't it?" Ji Shuxian saw that their fingers were entangled, and moved a small table knowingly, placed it beside the bed, laid out the pen and ink for Pei Jun, and put the stack of official documents for him to read "Duanyang is a big festival among folks. At this moment, the common people are wrapping corn millet and cooking calamus mugwort! Your Highness, do you want to..."

Seeing that he didn't speak and didn't know what he was thinking about, Ji Shuxian waited for a while, seeing that he had no other orders, he retreated.

Pei Jun flipped through the official documents silently. Although it was inconvenient to deal with it with one hand, he was more reluctant to let go of Xie Yan.

Because it was Duanyang, Pei Jun remembered the past again.

Duanyang is also celebrated in the palace, but it is not as lively as the folks. It is just a set of worshiping the heavens and ancestors, praying for blessings and warding off evil spirits. There are no holidays.

To Pei Jun, it didn't mean anything.

But one year, on the night of the Dragon Boat Festival, when the princes were waiting for the banquet to start in the other hall, Xie Yan ran in with a bag of sachets, saying that he was destined to be robbed this year. Only a personal sachet can eliminate disasters.

Dayu also has the custom of sending sachets at the Dragon Boat Festival, but because the emperor doesn't like it, and if all the masters, servants and maidservants in the palace send sachets everywhere, troubles will easily arise. Unhappy.

But the sachet was given by Xie Yan, and it was hard for everyone to refuse, so they accepted it.

Naturally, Pei Jun also got one, so he didn't care at all, but when he heard that others were praising the fragrance in his sachet, and there were many kinds of spices, only the scent was different, he couldn't help picking it up and smelling it, and he sneezed immediately.He was alert for a moment, and secretly opened the mouth of the sachet to look at the contents.

"..." Pei Jun was annoyed, what kind of spice is it, it's a bag full of peppercorns!

Seeing that he was acting strangely, other princes leaned over and asked him what kind of incense it was, and whether it smelled good.

Xie Yan also followed suit, and asked with a smile, "Yes, what kind of fragrance is it?"

Pei Jun gave him a hard look, immediately tightened the mouth of the bag, and tucked it into the sleeve: "It's just ordinary cinnabar incense medicine, nothing unusual."

Those people made fun of him, and dispersed with a bang.Pei Jun sat on the side by himself, took out the sachet after a while and looked at it again, because after putting it in his sleeve for a while, even the newly smoked clothes were stained with the smell of pepper, Pei Jun was so angry that he took the sachet It creaked and creaked.

When he returned to the palace after the banquet, he originally wanted to throw away this annoying thing, but then he thought that Xie Yan said that he had to send 100 people to avert disaster.Although he doesn't believe in Xuannv, Xie Yan has been very devout since he was a child, and he is a little afraid that if he loses this one, if there really is a Xuannv, and he doesn't have hundreds of them, he will really suffer some kind of disaster.

...not worth it.

So I poured out the smoky pepper inside, and left the sachet.

Pei Jun's memory was only up to this point, and he couldn't remember where he kept the sachet, and he didn't know if it was still there after all these years.Ning Xi took care of his things, maybe I can ask Ning Xi later...

The small red clay stove next to it boiled, and Pei Jun hurriedly came back to his senses, put down the fire in the pressure stove, and let it only slightly heat up, so that Xie Yan could drink it as soon as he woke up.

He was scooping up a spoonful to taste the sweetness, to see if he needed to add some jujube honey... The whining cries of children could be heard faintly outside the rear window.

Not long after, another boy came, and his voice should be older: "What are you doing here?"

The weeping little boy said: "My father said that I can't memorize this piece, and I won't be allowed to play in the street tomorrow at Duanyang..."

The elder brother said: "Which one, I will teach you."

"Really?" The little boy sniffled and began to memorize in a stuttering manner, "It's just what... the east, the east and the west... do it, the mound... the feather..."

My brother thought for a long time before he burst out laughing: "It's the Fen of the East Gate, the Xu of Wanqiu! Fen means elm, and Xu means oak tree. You haven't even memorized the words, so how do you recite them? But this is It's more difficult." He took the little boy, and taught him to backtrack as he walked far away, "Fang of the East Gate, Xu of Wanqiu. Son of Zi Zhong, whirling under it..."

"It means..."

Pei Jun was lowering his head and laughing at the two little boys, when there was a sudden pause, the hand holding the key froze.

The second half of the sentence is - Gu Dan is passing away, and the more he moves forward.Treat you like a scorpion, let me hold the pepper.

It means that the beautiful girl puts down her work and dances under the green shade.On this auspicious day of worship, the young man was attracted by the girl and passed through the crowd to block the way of his sweetheart.The girl's complexion was as red as a squirrel, and she shyly gave him a handful of peppercorns as a token of love.

When Pei Jun read this line of poem, it was like waking up from a dream, and he realized what Xie Yan gave him back then.

It's not just a bag of peppercorns, it's...

Xie Yan was woken up by the faintly fragrant smell of cooking. He opened his eyes in a daze, and stared at a hazy figure in front of the bed for a long time before slowly waking up. Then he felt warmth between his palms and fingers.

He looked down at the hands they were holding and was blinking blankly when he smelled the aroma of rice and heard Pei Jun ask: "Xie Yan, when I was 15 years old, Xuannv really dreamed that you were young Is it a catastrophe?"

Xie Yan just woke up, his mind was still not clear, and he said casually: "What a dream, what a catastrophe, why do you believe in such things..." He turned slightly sideways, only focusing on pressing Pei Jun's hand on his body Next, absent-mindedly greedy for the things in his stove, "When I was one year old, I shook the Xuannv lottery. She said that I will be rich and powerful all my life-what are you cooking? It smells so good."

It seems that the matter of gifting a hundred people with sachets to break the catastrophe is nothing at all.

"Lily scented tea porridge, a medicinal prescription prescribed by Imperial Physician Lin." Pei Jun filled a small bowl and held it in front of his eyes. "It's good for your health. You don't need to take medicine for a while until your fever recovers."

As soon as Xie Yan heard that the medicine could be stopped, Xie Yan regained his vitality. He immediately sat up by himself, and took a sip from his hand. It was neither hot nor cold, and he just swallowed it: "Yeah, this is delicious!"

Pei Jun waited patiently for him to drink the porridge slowly, his eyes fixed on the tip of his tongue that had licked his lips, and after a while, after he finished drinking a small bowl, he served it to him again, as if he had no intention of mentioning: " Tomorrow is Duanyang, I heard that there is a market, do you want to go out for a walk? Or do you want a piece of corn?"

Xie Yan also became numb to the life, and when he heard that it was already the Dragon Boat Festival, his energy came back.

The market was lively, and Xie Yan was so bored that he wanted to go; but Baojiao millet is also very good, and it can bring good luck.

Xie Yan hesitated for a moment, unable to make a decision: "...can't you go out to play after wrapping the bag?" Seeing that Pei Jun didn't answer, he thought that Pei Jun was worried about his illness, so he quickly grabbed the other party's cuff and pulled it, cheekily whispering Soft words, anyway, when I was a fool, Yanyan acted like a baby thousands of times, "Goro, go..."

Pei Jun pursed his lips secretly, but he hummed lightly on his face, and said again: "That can't be in vain, there is only one sachet missing."

Isn't this simple? Xie Yan nodded in a hurry: "Go and buy."

Pei Jun sighed: "But what Gu wants is not available outside."

Xie Yan frowned, he hadn't reacted at this moment, he was only thinking, what kind of expensive sachets, or complex spices, can't be bought in such a bustling city.He thought about it and asked.

Pei Jun replied in a low voice: "It's rare to hear, the kind that contains peppercorns. There are so many peppercorns that it can pickle the solitary."

"..."

Xie Yan was stunned for a moment, then he lowered his head and laughed softly, his shoulders trembled slightly, and finally he coughed a few times.

He finally came back to his senses and understood what Pei Jun was sighing at the moment.

Pei Jun put down the bowl, held him with both hands, and asked solemnly: "I couldn't keep the prickly ash that year. I just want to have another handful... Would you still give it?"

Why is it so serious.

But Xie Yan still restrained his indecency, with a lingering smile in his eyes, leaned closer to him, and within breath distance, he pretended to be solemn: "The ones for you are all one in a hundred."

Even if I gave away a hundred sachets, the 99 sachets are not as expensive and luxurious as this one.

Because there is only this one, every pepper is handpicked by me, and every one is a friendship that I dare not say.

Pei Jun was deeply moved, and couldn't help being intimate with him for a while. Later, when he leaned over to help him put on his clothes and shoes, the affection was even more difficult to control. He wished he could write to Ning Xi right now, asking him to go to his house to search for the old one. sachet.

After Xie Yan listened, his expression was slightly concentrated, and he smiled awkwardly: "It shouldn't be so troublesome...don't look for it."

Pei Jun frowned: "What?"

Xie Yan looked away guiltily, pursed his lips, and said with difficulty: "It was cut by me... It's so shredded that I can't even put it together."

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The author has something to say:

Yanyan: Giving 1 is too obvious, what if he doesn't accept it, give 100, everyone has it!

Pei Pei: Hmph, it's not that I don't want to lose it. I'm kind. If I lose it, he will be catastrophe.

Xie Yan: (drinking tea) Yes, I cut it.

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