Small Lingzhi

Lingzhi is a Ganoderma lucidum that likes peace and kindness. It speaks softly on weekdays and behaves well in everything it does. It has never tampered with any wild animals or people.

After slapping Xiao Yan, he was startled, his mind went blank, he slapped the opponent's face instinctively, the force was not heavy, but it was enough to silence the two of them.

Ling Zhi's black and clear eyes were very round, staring blankly at Xiao Yan, and a hazy mist of tears quickly spread from the eyes.

Xiao Yan's throat tightened, and he spoke first.

He said hoarsely, "I haven't spoken yet, don't cry."

He also explained: "I don't blame you, if you don't vent your anger, you can continue to hit the other side of the face."

Although Lingzhi's slap was no different from a kitten scratching Xiao Yan's face, it was equivalent to breaking ground on Tai Sui's head.

While Lingzhi was in a trance, Xiao Yan obeyed his inner selfish desire, and did not loosen the arms behind the young man, but tightened them tightly again, as if no matter how much he hugged him, he couldn't fully put this warm and soft body in his arms inside,

He really missed Lingzhi too much.

I thought that seeing Lingzhi could relieve this strange tight/suffocating emotion, but unexpectedly, my wish became more private, and I felt dissatisfied and didn't know what to do.

Before Xiao Yan could be immersed in such mixed thoughts, the other side of the face really received a slap.

Lingzhi slapped Xiao Yan twice and then trembled all over, her slender and soft body was tightly wrapped by Xiao Yan, like covering a lightly fallen leaf.

……

The corners of Xiao Yan's eyes curled slightly, and he said softly: "If it's not enough to relieve your anger, then continue."

"Don't be afraid."

Lingzhi: "..."

Facing Xiao Yan's gentle eyebrows, he blushed and said, "Go, go away."

Lingzhi is now a very weak Ganoderma lucidum, and if she gets a little emotional, she will feel uncomfortable.

Xiao Yan quietly watched the young man's face turn from pale red to pale, no matter how reluctant he was, he would force himself to let go, but he still didn't let go of Lingzhi.

Xiao Yan said: "There is blood on your face, wipe it off first."

Lingzhi didn't know where this person got the veil from, and wiped it on his face cherishingly. He said with red eyes, "...I'll do it myself."

Xiao Yan smiled, and the gentle and slow force retreated without a trace at the moment Lingzhi felt uncomfortable.

Xiao Yan said: "Go back to the Ganoderma lucidum first, and I will get some blood for you."

As soon as the words fell, Ganoderma lucidum lowered its eyes, but there was no movement.

He had already had to break through a great psychological defense line by himself drinking quietly in private. Xiao Yan said it so frankly and directly, he was uneasy, irritable, and even more disgusted with why he asked for this person's blood to drink.

Knowing Lingzhi's thoughts, Xiao Yan asked slowly: "Would you like to drink?"

The deep and gentle eyebrows and eyes gradually cooled under the young man's distasteful pale expression, Xiao Yan suddenly bit the corner of his lips, and stuck his fingertips on the beauty groove of Lingzhi's chin, taking advantage of the other party's unpreparedness, he pried open the soft lips and tongue.

Xiao Yan resisted the softness that made him palpitate and miss, and pushed the gushing blood in.

After Xiao Yan did this, she couldn't help but feel that she was crazy.

Lingzhi was shocked, frightened, blood dripped down his throat, he quickly lay down on the armrest of the couch and retched, his slightly disheveled black hair fell from his thin back to his cheeks, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Xiao Yan took a few steps back, knowing that the peaceful relationship he bought with silence and withdrawal these days was once again disturbed by himself.

Xiao Yan made a hoarse voice, and wanted to take a few steps closer, but saw a few crystal clear teardrops falling from Lingzhi's cheeks, and stopped her steps.

"I... I won't go."

He said: "Lingzhi, don't be afraid to drink this blood, it's owed to you, and you shouldn't hurt yourself just because you resist it."

Xiao Yan's words stopped short.

"I'll go out first."

Xiao Yan closed the door in embarrassment and left, Su Yi's slender figure stood alone outside the door, the moonlight shrouded him, his face turned away from the moonlight was sunken in the gray shadow, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

He waited silently for Lingzhi to calm down, and for him to return to the Ganoderma lucidum to rest.

When the morning light came, when the little servant brought hot water, he saw the figure standing outside the door, and the drowsy creature immediately ran away, held up the wooden basin, knelt down tremblingly, and kowtowed.

"The servant has seen the Grand Master."

Xiao Yan rubbed his brows and eyes, sleepless all night.

"Let's all go down, he didn't sleep all night, wait for Mei Ruobai to come and bring some food to the house."

With such a fuss out of his control, Lingzhi probably didn't even have an appetite for breakfast.

Lingzhi now listens to Mei Ruobai again, if Mei Ruobai eats with him, it's better than going out by himself.

Xiao Yan smiled bleakly, his heart and soul were no longer in half.

Manager Liu who rushed over probably understood that the master had been guarding outside the door all night, so he didn't dare to speak nonsense, and hurriedly waited for the master to wash up.

Today the grand master went to court, and the ostentation was as extravagant and luxurious as before, but he was criticized by some senior officials as soon as he entered the palace.

They complained to the little emperor about Taishi Xiao's ostentatious and extravagant behavior, and cried out that since the beginning of spring, the spring flood season in several cities in the south has been prolonged, and the floods have caused the people to have no crops and no food to eat.

"The folks are miserable, but the grand master is extravagant. What will this do for the people in the world?"

The little emperor had been looking forward to the grand master's coming for a long time, and finally he was looking forward to his return, and was about to say a few words for him, but Xiao Ni laughed, and in the huge and magnificent palace, there was no news in an instant.

Xiao Yan praised this group of old officials for their good words and gentle words, and asked a few questions.

I asked why the officials in charge of the matter failed to evacuate the people and repair the water conservancy at the best time when the spring flood broke out.

The second question is why the amount of money issued by the imperial court to relieve the victims was not delivered to the people in full, which led to a rapid increase in refugees.

Ask an official three times why the imperial court was not notified in time of the outbreak of the epidemic after the flood. On the contrary, the officers and soldiers defended the city and drove away a large number of refugees, which caused the plague to spread among the people. Now the five cities have become hotbeds of the epidemic.

During the period when Xiao Yan was thinking about his mistakes behind closed doors, although he didn't ask about political affairs, he sent official memorials to the Taishi's residence every day.

Xiao Yan's old enemy, He Xiang, avoided Xiao Liang's gaze.

Xiao Yan turned the finger pointing at her just now to him: "He Xiang, what do you think?"

He looked at the old official who had just sternly complained, and said slowly: "What is Mr. Xu's opinion?"

The flood in the southern city is a serious matter, and the epidemic is spreading again. He Xiang, who is in charge of this matter, is supported by the power of the former empress and the former empress dowager. Now he is suppressed by Xiao Yan, but he has also recruited many The old forces have been cut in half by Xiao Yan, and the remaining half can be said to hate Xiao Yan to the bone.

Xiao Yan smiled warmly, the officials did not dare to reveal the matter in front of the little emperor, Xiao Yan made it clear in a few words.

The remaining claws should be removed one by one.

*******

The sky is clear and bright, the wind is warm and the sun is warm.

In the past, Ling Zhi, who had been lying behind the window looking at the sky and the pond, was listless on the bed, her eyes were blank and her face was snow-white.

Manager Liu sent two freshly made dim sums from the kitchen. The fruit in the jade plate was clear and there was also a beautifully placed fruit plate.

No matter how bad Lingzhi's appetite is on weekdays, he would touch two fruits and eat a little, but now he doesn't even look at them.

Manager Liu persuaded him: "Young master, the grand master is not at the house early in the morning, so eat as much as you want."

Director Liu didn't know what happened to the master and the young master in the middle of the night, but seeing that the young master was out of his mind and the corners of the master's mouth were broken this morning, he couldn't help thinking of some bad things and sighed repeatedly.

Lingzhi seemed to be unable to hear Mr. Liu's words, and his consciousness was drowsy. He sometimes opened and sometimes closed his eyes, sleeping restlessly, and waking up suddenly.

Manager Liu had no choice but to invite Dr. Mei.

After Mei Ruobai came, Lingzhi was still in a coma, with a restless expression and frowns.

He checked Lingzhi's pulse and prescribed a decoction to relax and calm the mind. Manager Liu sent his servants to take the medicine to the pharmacy, and asked in a low voice, "Is there nothing serious, young master?"

Mei Ruobai said: "He was frightened."

Manager Liu was speechless.

Mei Ruobai asked: "Did the Grand Master meet him last night?"

Manager Liu nodded.

Mei Ruobai sighed: "When he wakes up, I need to tell him to eat something. Taking medicine on an empty stomach will easily cause vomiting and dizziness."

The boy on the bed has a complexion like snow, eyebrows, eyes, bridge of nose, and lips, all beautiful and pure.

Like ice sculptures and jade bricks, although his temperament is quiet, he still has the vivacity of a young man, but now because of Xiao Yan's panic and depression, after only one night, the little flesh on his face seemed to have lost weight again.

Mei Ruobai said: "Let's all go out, don't disturb his sleep."

Mei Ruobai was about to push the wheelchair, when suddenly a soft, cool, damp hand was placed on the back of the armrest.

He looked sideways, and met Shang Lingzhi's slightly opened eyes, his eyes softened instantly.

Lingzhi's black eyes flashed, her lips pursed.

The voice was very soft, Mei Ruobai leaned over to listen, coaxing him softly: "Say it again."

This time I heard clearly, Lingzhi's voice was still soft, like a feather falling on the ear.

Lingzhi asked: "Are you still telling stories today?"

The boy drooped his head, but his slender fingers stubbornly held Mei Ruobai's sleeve.

Hei Lingling's eyes looked at the person: "Are you still talking..."

Manager Liu looked at the hand holding Dr. Mei, and hesitated to speak.

"Doctor Mei, let's let the young master rest quietly."

Mei Ruobai said: "Boss Liu, if you want to hear a story, young master, tell him a few stories. If you want him to sleep now, you will only feel regretful. Maybe he will fall asleep before the story is finished. At least you can fall asleep happily."

"You always don't allow him this or that, how can you let him take care of himself?"

He patted the back of Lingzhi's hand: "Lie down peacefully, let me think about what I will tell you today."

Lingzhi slightly raised the corners of her mouth, nodded, and whispered "hmm".

Director Liu hesitated, Mei Ruobai said calmly, "Director Liu, he has very little wish, why don't you follow his wishes?"

Manager Liu immediately put on a serious face: "Whatever the master asks this old slave to do, this old slave will do."

But the manager looked at Shang Lingzhi's emptiness and disappointment, and his heart softened, so he nodded.

Mei Ruobai smiled and said, "I know the story."

The man's voice was clear and straight, and when it slowed down, it was like a breeze passing through the ears, giving people a sense of comfort and joy.

Lingzhi lowered her eyes to listen first, then raised her eyes, her wet long eyelashes trembled, her vision became blurred,

With a hook of his finger, he suddenly grabbed Mei Ruobai's cuff.

Mei Ruobai's voice didn't stop, Lingzhi was in a daze, but the curl at the corner of her mouth didn't go away.

The handsome man in green shirt in front of him gradually disappeared, and he saw another person in a daze.

The man's outline is deep, handsome, with plain clothes and black hair, and there is always endless patience when telling him stories. When his hair is messed up, the man will lead him to sit in front of him, and comb him with a gentle and deep voice The long fingers of the hair, gentle and gentle, considerate.

Lingzhi blinked her sore eyes, and called him softly, "Junqian."

Lingzhi held the man's cuffs tightly, her eyes were bright.

"Junqian, I, I miss you so much."

Mei Ruobai's voice paused slightly, and she continued the story with ease.

Seeing that Jun Qian didn't respond to her, Lingzhi was a little aggrieved.But he would take the initiative to approach, like a kitten, slowly move his head sleeping on the pillow, and put his soft face against Jun Qian's hand.

The bitter and astringent medicine taste mixed with the gentle storytelling voice made Lingzhi close his eyes obsessively, he was so sleepy, he wanted Jun Qian to kiss him and then he would go to sleep obediently.

At that time, Xiao Junqian was fed soup and medicine by him every day, and there was a lingering smell of medicine on his body.

At this moment, he sniffed the familiar smell, spoke warmly to his ears, and instantly returned to the happiest time in Wuqing Mountain.

He fell asleep with a smile on his lips, and Mei Ruobai waited for Lingzhi to fall asleep completely before gently pushing the wheelchair out of the room.

Manager Liu asked, "What does Doctor Mei mean?"

Mei Ruobai said: "He has hysteria, he regards me as a king, and has a serious heart disease."

With the words of reprimand swallowed, Mei Ruobai sighed softly: "Let him sleep, maybe a sweet dream will be more comfortable and happy than being stuck in this courtyard all day long."

Director Liu said coldly: "Doctor Mei is careful, if the Grand Master is here, he will be punished."

Mei Ruobai smiled lightly: "The grass people have nothing to worry about, they are all alone, if those people in the garden can't protect them, then they will kill themselves and make amends to them."

Manager Liu was silent.

Xiao Yan turned down and went to the Book Pavilion to deal with official business. The sky was overcast, and he could not help turning his gaze to the Jingsiyuan after restraining himself for a long time. figure.

Mr. Liu said: "The young master has fallen asleep."

Xiao Yan picked up a soft cloth to wipe the binoculars, and casually asked: "What did Mei Ruobai say to him?"

Director Liu had no choice but to tell his master how the young master listened to Dr. Mei's story, and caught the master's cold gaze, and quickly added: "Dr. Mei said that the young master is sick and has a serious heart disease, so he mistook the wrong person."

Xiao Yan said to himself: "Really."

He is tolerant in every possible way, gentle in everything, and wants to do Lingzhi's wishes, but anyone can be gentle with Lingzhi, but he regards his tenderness as a scourge,

Now, Lingzhi actually recognizes Mei Ruobai as Junqian.

Xiao Yan looked miserable, and mocked himself sarcastically: "You said it's not ridiculous, he doesn't want the real Xiao Junqian in front of him, but would rather face a fake Junqian."

Even though he calculated people's hearts and did wrong things first, Lingzhi was unwilling to give him a chance to redeem, and sent him to hell once and for all.

Who among them is more cruel?

Mr. Liu caught a glimpse of his master's sinister and crazy demeanor, fearing that he would get angry, so he interrupted him in time.

"Master, please don't be sad. According to this old slave, since the past cannot be changed, it should be slowly restored from now on. The young master mistook Dr. Mei for the master, it was not intentional, it was all because he was ill."

"The young master is physically weak and weak, and his mind has become blurred. Why bother to be angry with the young master, it takes more time to tolerate and wait for patients."

"And the young master's heart is tied to Junqian. No matter what, Junqian is the master, and no one can replace him. Sooner or later, the young master will realize this."

Manager Liu couldn't bear it and said: "Young master wants to go back to Wuqing Mountain, he is inconvenient to move, but didn't master order a mountain to be built?"

"Whatever the master has done, he will open his heart to the young master, one endures and the other avoids. If things go on like this, when will he be able to clarify his knot?"

Grand Master Xiao is decisive in his actions and ruthless in his methods. How has he ever become so timid and hesitant?

The old manager encouraged: "The gem box that the master brought back from the palace that day, hasn't been given to the young master yet, right?"

Xiao Yan lowered her eyes, and reluctantly pulled the corner of her mouth.

He kept that gift on the desk, but Lingzhi never opened it to take a look.

Manager Liu sighed.

In the next few days, Lingzhi's hysteria seemed to get worse.

As long as Mei Ruobai's clean back appears, he will be dizzy. When listening to the story, he will lie on the bed obediently and quietly, or lie down on the cot. Mei Ruobai feeds him and he eats, and does nothing after eating. , as long as "Junqian" tells him a story.

The night was just right, the stars were twinkling, and the moon was clear.

Lingzhi has been sitting in front of the Xuan window since the evening, shaking her head with half her elbow.

His "Junqian" told him stories every day and then left. At night, there was no Junqian to hug him and kiss his forehead and eyes.

Lingzhi was lying on the desk, and seemed to smell a strong smell of medicinal herbs in a daze.

He raised his face in a daze, and bumped into a pair of gentle and forbearing eyes.

……

Xiao Yan whispered: "Why don't you go back to bed and sleep."

He has not seen Lingzhi for another seven days.

Miss him very much.

Xiao Yan was dressed in gray old plain clothes, with black hair falling down, simple and clean, just like Xiao Junqian.

Mei Ruobai can be regarded as a fake "Junqian", why can't he be more like the real one?

Lingzhi stared blankly at the simple and clean man, forgetting to close her lips.

Xiao Yan smiled warmly: "I will carry you back."

Xiao Junqian is gentle and strong, Lingzhi is stupidly hugged by him, his empty eyes are shaking, and his eyelashes are wet.

"Junqian..."

"Go to sleep when you're tired."

Lingzhi shook her head, put her hands on the back of Xiao Yan's neck obediently, and leaned quietly on the other's shoulder.

Xiao Yan waited for this moment for a long time, he hugged Lingzhi's arm with veins, but he didn't dare to use force, for fear of disturbing Lingzhi.

Ling Zhi murmured: "I want to go back to Wuqing Mountain, I don't want to stay here..."

Xiao Yan said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, I'll take you back."

Xiao Yan took out a moon-white cloak and wrapped it around the person in his arms. He walked out of the meditation courtyard with Lingzhi in his arms, and walked towards the back mountain.

The moonlight is like water, and the vegetation is flourishing on the mountain. The medicinal herbs that can be seen everywhere are as tall as a person.

Lingzhi stared blankly at the moon above her head, and when she received a small bundle of herbs from the man, she held it in her arms like a bouquet, opened her mouth slightly, and took a bite.

Xiao Yan watched Lingzhi nibble the leaves of grass carefully, her heart was sour, but joy burst out quietly.

The two figures overlapped and embraced, Xiao Yan descended to the big platform under the moonlight, the mountain wind whistling was cool, and the sound of insects came and went one after another.

Every inch of this mountain is reproduced according to Wuqing Mountain, even the stone stove they used to light the fire on the platform is there, because the owner has not returned it for a long time, and it is covered with dust.

Xiao Yan was in a trance for a moment, and he saw that slender figure always busy back and forth around the cave and the platform, and there was a straw mat placed at the air vent.

At night, when the cave is hot, the boy will lazily lie on the straw mat and ask Jun Qian to sit beside him. It is best to hold his head on his lap, comb his hair that is blown by the breeze, and ask Jun Qian to tell stories .

Lingzhi wanted everything, and Junqian gave everything.

Even though he was calculating, the comfort and relaxation had never existed in Xiao Yan's heart so truly.

At this time, it is not known whether this reenacted dream was given to Ling Zhi or Xiao Yan herself.

The author says:

To be fixed, thank you all.

感谢在2022-04-2223:20:09~2022-04-2323:14:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: three golds, three golds and three catties;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 27 bottles longer than my wife and my wife; 5312583020 bottles; 10 bottles of Good Night Moon; 5 bottles of Aze;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!