[Lu Xiaofeng] Blindness

Ximen Chuuxue has been living in the inland area, and has very little contact with the sea. As a result, he has been soaking in the deep sea for more than half a month, so he will naturally feel a little uncomfortable.

The doctor in charge of the diagnosis looked at the symptoms and made the same judgment as Ximen Fuxue. The conclusion was to tell him not to go into the water and eat seafood, and apply some relieving ointment, and he will recover soon.

Ye Gucheng nodded, and Yun Shu was very sensible enough to send the doctor to him. He opened the ointment and asked Ximen Chuuxue to take off his clothes. Spread the milky white ointment evenly on the palm of his hand, and then spread it on the wound.

The flesh under the palm is warm, and all the long black hair is drawn to the front, so black and white are clearly distinguished.

"Snowing."

Ye Gucheng took a look out of the window: "Yes."

Ximen Chuuxue suddenly turned around and took Ye Gucheng's hand.

"There's something I haven't asked."

"You said."

"If you didn't have the letter asking you to postpone for one month." Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were like the first frost on the branches, "We will have a decisive battle in Zijin Mountain, you..."

Ye Gucheng interrupted him suddenly.

"I never wanted to beat you."

"No matter what the premise is, the ending is the same."

Ximen Chuuxue's tone was surprisingly difficult: "So, I bound you."

Ye Gucheng wanted to explain, but couldn't speak.

They are all swordsmen, each with their own pride and perseverance, but from the very beginning, their paths are different.

Ye Gucheng asked himself, if it was ten years ago, he probably wouldn't be able to say such a thing, the spirit of youth, the sword under the sword, he regards victory and defeat as his life, but when he really reaches the peak, he realizes that people are stronger than swords. Hard to find.

He can use 30 years to sharpen a sword that is unparalleled in the world, but he may not be able to meet a noble and flawless opponent.

"Sometimes, when one sword meets another, it doesn't have to be broken."

Ximen Fuxue was silent: "Do you know how I found out that I have feelings for you?"

"I don't know." Even so, Ye Gucheng was a little curious.

"Because of the day you posted the battle post." Ximen Fuxue had indescribable emotions in his eyes, "I found out that if I died by your hands, I would be very happy."

"However, you have never been serious about my victory or defeat."

Ximen Chuuxue was smiling, and his gaze was even more stubborn.

"So I know, it's not just that I have thoughts about you, you also like me."

Ye Gucheng suddenly realized something and was a little dazed.

Ximen Fuxue's smile became very cold and sharp: "But I clearly know all of this, and I know that we are actually in love. I still went to the capital, even if it was a month late, I still chose to continue that decisive battle .”

"Even, kill you."

Ye Gucheng: "... so what?"

He hugged Ximen Chuuxue in his arms: "I wrote the battle invitation, and I agreed to the postponement. I was the one who deliberately deflected the sword at the end, and I was the one who promised to be with you from now on."

"I know you, Ximen Fuxue, I know you better than anyone else, even yourself."

Ye Gucheng stroked the cheek of the swordsman in his arms, from the end of his eyes to the corners of his lips, Ximen Chuuxue was always very quiet.

He helped him close his clothes, fastened his belt, and coaxed him with a serious look: "You are a swordsman, and so am I. If I were you, I would make the same choice."

Ximen Chuuxue reluctantly nodded.

"Then why are you lying to me?"

Ye Gucheng sighed, finally came.

Ximen Chuuxue is upright and upright, but he is not really naive after all.

Find someone to replace the decisive battle, the plan to join forces with Nanwang, and even the sword that was deliberately sideways at the end.

It wasn't because he knew Ximen Chuuxue too well, and determined all his choices and decisions, that he deliberately arranged the ending.

Even if Ximen Chuuxue didn't know it at the time, now that so long has passed, he must have realized it.

"You can choose to die by my sword." Ximen Chuuxue paused every word, "But have you ever thought about whether I would like to?"

Ye Gucheng's palms were a little sweaty, it was the first time he saw him look so aggressive.

"Sorry." He apologized very self-consciously, "It's my fault."

It's his selfishness, it's not that he doesn't know how much criticism and doubts such a result will bring to Ximen Chuuxue. In the highly anticipated battle, the one who survives in the end is not the real winner.

This battle was not upright, it was all conspiracy.

But it really linked the two names Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue together, even in the countless years of later generations, they have been juxtaposed in the same way.

"I accept." Ximen Chuuxue nodded and let it go.

This year's Chinese New Year, Baiyun City is very low-key. After all, the previous turmoil has not completely passed. Even if this place is overseas, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, so we can't control it, we still need to pay attention to it, and don't give the court too much face.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't like to go out either. Apart from practicing swords, he just read books. He was too busy. After that day, Empress Ye Guhong never came to see him again.

On New Year's Eve, Ye Gucheng asked Yun Shu to make dumplings.

After dinner, the two of them didn't intend to keep vigil, and went back to the house early. It was snowing heavily outside, and apart from the occasional sound of firecrackers, there was no other movement.

This year has been surprisingly quiet.

After the third watch, Ximen Chuuxue sat up hugging the quilt. It was snowing heavily outside, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

He turned his head to look at Ye Gucheng, the man was sleeping.

Ximen Chuuxue got up, put on some clothes, and went out.

Ye Gucheng got up and saw that Ximen Chuuxue was still sleeping, his face was indescribably pale.

He put his hand into the quilt, but he was surprised that the other person's body temperature was low. Ye Gucheng quickly covered it with his hand, and after a little warmer, he stuffed it into the quilt again, and he reached out and touched Ximen Chuuxue's forehead.

It's cool.

The doctor is still the one from the day before yesterday.

After taking the pulse, I also felt puzzled, although the complexion was fine a few days ago, the pulse condition was so weak.

"Fortunately, the foundation is good." The doctor stood up, "The body is cold and the interior is weak, and it will be fine after a month of treatment. City Lord, I will prescribe the medicine first."

"What needs attention?"

"You can't catch cold, you must rest, take medicine on time, and pay attention to your diet." The doctor wrote the list and handed it over, very skillfully, "You can't touch cold food or water, by the way, do you know spicy food?"

Ye Gucheng turned his head and glanced at Ximen Chuuxue, as if he was not afraid of this: "It should."

"Here, this is the recipe."

At the beginning of the top is spicy chicken, double-cooked lotus root slices, stewed chicken with Tianqi red dates, pork kidney soup with black fungus... Ye Gucheng was a little hesitant.

"Can these be eaten?"

"Of course, in short, make up more." The doctor left.

Yun Shu brought tea over, took the prescription handed over by the city lord, and was a little surprised: "Huh?"

"What's wrong?"

"No, it just looks familiar to me." Yun Shu read it three times before finally confirming, "Isn't this a prescription for confinement?"

Ye Gucheng: "..."

Ximen Chuuxue didn't wake up until the sun was getting lower.

Ye Gucheng took the medicine and blew cold to feed him.

Ximen Chuuxue looked sluggish, a little unable to lift up his strength.

Ye Gucheng said: "You became ill suddenly."

"...Maybe I caught a cold." Ximen Chuuxue squinted his eyes, leaning against the pillow, his whole body feeling weak.

He fed the mother Gu with his heart and blood yesterday, so he was a little weak, but there was nothing left and right, and it was not unbearable to lie quietly for half a month.

"By the way, do you know how to eat spicy food?"

"meeting."

In the evening, Ye Gucheng asked Yun Shu to set up a hot pot in the yard.

Ximen Chuuxue's face was a little red, whether it was hot or spicy.

Because it was an open-air yard, before Ye Gucheng carried him out, he wrapped him in several layers of clothes and put on a cloak. Yun Shu brought chili red oil beside him, and poured it into the pot again.

Ximen Chuuxue bit her lip, wanting to gasp.

Most of the main dishes are meat, with lamb and scorpion as the base, and some other chicken, duck, pig and beef.

Ximen Chuuxue has practiced martial arts since he was a child, so of course his diet will not be as light as when he went out to fast, but this does not mean that he is particularly good at eating spicy food.

And it's still such a red soup base.

Ye Gucheng also felt that it was too late, so he made two more dishes.

However, tonics and the like cannot be escaped. Ximen Chuuxue didn't feel much when he drank it for the first time before. Afterwards, he used these medicines every time, and he could directly write out the prescriptions.

Ye Gucheng must know, Ximen Chuuxue thought sullenly.

In March, Fangfei, there are no sunny days and continuous drizzle.

Ye Gucheng took a wooden comb to tie Ximen Chuuxue's hair. Not long after, his hands paused.

A trace of silvery white is particularly eye-catching.

In the past few days, Ximen Chuuxue had already recovered. He got out of bed to practice swords, and there was no problem. It seemed that the serious illness had never happened before. Perhaps, it was not just a disease.

He asked the doctor about it, and he said that his body was empty and his heart was weak.

The man hesitated for a moment, and then said: "It's not difficult to recover, but it's hard to make up. After all, it's a shortened lifespan."

Ye Gucheng was startled, but his face remained calm: "Shouldn't be shortened?"

"Well, the ten-year lifespan is probably to save people."

Ximen Chuuxue realized something and turned around: "What's wrong?"

Ye Gucheng tied the hair tie for him: "It's okay, you said you were going to leave earlier, I have already arranged things in the past few days, and I can leave at any time."

"Then today."

"it is good."

Ye Guhong had already returned to the Central Plains a month ago, and now only Yun Shu was here to see him off.

Not many people in the city knew about it, so they walked very quietly.

Ximen Chuuxue felt that he should go there and tell that person about his father's life and death.

In this world, all his responsibilities and obligations come to an end.

Ye Gucheng didn't ask, but just accompanied him.

The two of them didn't waste time on the road, and it took only a month to reach the grassland, which is close to the frontier fortress and has endless mountains and peaks.

There is still some distance from the Daxue Mountain here, and the snow has just melted, and the scenery can be regarded as delicate.

But it is not the same as the Central Plains Overseas, the temperature here is still very low, and the climate has never been related to pleasantness, especially the ice field on the top of the mountain, where icicles grow randomly everywhere.

The two found a cave to stay and brought some food with them, but they never met anyone.

The small tribes in Ximen Chuuxue's impression seemed to have migrated, but along the road, some man-made traces could still be seen occasionally.

Ye Gucheng put his clothes on Ximen Chuuxue, he was not afraid of the cold.

Ximen Chuuxue closed his eyes, lying on his side, the slight extra weight on his body seemed to wake him up, and he turned his head.

He pulled Ye Gucheng's sleeve and pillowed on the man's lap.

"After passing through these mountains, it won't be so cold."

This place is like a natural barrier, blocking the way of many foreign enemies and preventing the people inside from coming out.

"it is good."

"If you're lucky, you can see Hu Ying." Ximen Chuuxue had a strand of long hair wrapped around his fingers, "They live on the edge of a cliff, and they live in groups. That cliff is Eagle Mountain. When the grass grows, the eagles come out of the mountain. I just want to see them." I saw it once."

"No wonder you chose this time to come here." Ye Gucheng held his wrist, "How did you save me back then?"

Ximen Chuuxue didn't make a sound, he pressed his hand on Ye Gucheng's chest, the heartbeat under his palm could be heard clearly.

"I can't hide it from you." Ximen Chuuxue said casually, "It's a kind of Gu."

"what?"

"Link your life and mine together." Ximen Chuuxue put his lips next to his ear, and exhaled softly, "If you die, I will not live alone."

"Can't solve it?"

"No."

Ye Gucheng: "I have been older than you for many years, and now, you have no way out."

"I have never regretted it, nor have I left myself a way out"

Ximen Chuuxue sat on him, and their foreheads were pressed against each other.

"I'm only afraid once."

"Ok?"

"I'm afraid you won't wake up."

Ye Gucheng hugged his waist tightly: "From now on, it doesn't have to be like this."

"it is good."

Embrace each other all night.

The next day, Ximen Chuuxue walked out of the cave, and saw a little black, fluctuating up and down.

He dragged Ye Gucheng to chase there, and before the sun set, he finally saw a snow-white mountain.

Below is Xuechuan, looking down from a height, it looks like an abyss.

On this huge mountain, there are many prairie eagles inhabiting. The clouds and mists on the top of the mountain are transpiring, and the ice and snow reflect the sunlight.

The majesty and magnificence of the scenery is beyond words.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes are very bright, but it is different from seeing the light of swordplay, but more pure joy, bright and warm.

Ye Gucheng accompanied him to wait for the dawn.

Dawn.

Along with bursts of hawk cries, elongated sharp roars, the sound of fluttering wings, and a black eagle cloud that almost covered the sky.

Straight into the sky, then bent down together, crossed the abyss, and flew to a distant destination.

Ye Gucheng thought of the seagulls circling by the sea at sunset, and the eternally cold sea water.

"Only seen in a lifetime."

Ximen Chuuxue stretched out his hand, and the morning glow shone through his fingers, scattering all over his body.