Yun Yifeng patted the hem of his clothes, and said: "It's nothing, I accidentally fell while riding a horse."
"There's dust everywhere here, let's go back to the inn." Ji Yanran squatted in front of him, "I'll ask a doctor to look at it for you."
"Let's lead the Flying Frost Jiao outside first." Yun Yifeng reminded, "Be careful not to let it hurt the common people."
"Feishuangjiao?" Ji Yanran was taken aback, unable to believe it, "You came here by riding it?"
Seeing him asking this question, did Yun Yifeng have hidden pride in his eyes: "Yes."
"Really?" Ji Yanran laughed, and went out to search around, and sure enough, she saw the silver-white horse standing in the alley, wagging its tail leisurely, and when it saw its owner, it immediately ran over briskly with four hooves. Very intimate.
Yun Yifeng was still sitting on the ground pinching his legs, when he saw him enter the door, he raised his eyebrows and said: "How is it, I didn't lie to the prince, did I?"
"Feishuangjiao has a very strong temper, and no one would let him touch it before." Ji Yanran pulled him to stand up, "Lin Ying was carried once when he was half dead, and was blown in the barracks for three full months."
Yun Yifeng said: "Then how long does the prince think I can blow?"
"You can play for as long as you want." Ji Yanran helped him onto the horse, and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's go back to the inn first."
Lin Ying took over the entire building, so it was quite quiet. Ji Yanran put his baggage on the table, and helped to bring in bath water: "The doctor will be there later."
"En." Yun Yifeng tested the water temperature with his hand, "Which room does the prince live in?"
Ji Yanran replied: "Next door."
Yun Yifeng nodded: "Then I will come to see the prince after I take a bath and change my clothes."
After several days of rushing, his body was indeed a bit sticky and uncomfortable. This time he was finally able to immerse himself in the slightly scalding hot water, and he no longer cared about the scratches on his legs. After soaking until the muscles and bones are soft, I am willing to get up.
Ji Yanran was drinking tea in the room.
"My lord." Yun Yifeng opened the door and came in, changed into new clothes, her long black hair was half dry, "Is there any tea?"
"Yes, come and sit." Ji Yanran pulled the chair away for him, and asked again, "Master Yunmen suddenly appeared, but is it because the news about my visit to Xingcheng has already been spread in Wangcheng?"
"Not really, when Ah Fu and I were strolling around one day, we happened to meet a group of thugs, who punctured the conspiracy behind it." Yun Yifeng said, "The old concubine guessed that these people would use Eunuch Lu to make a fuss, Therefore, Feng Yumen was ordered to spread the news in the city first, saying that the relic is in Wangxing City, and the prince's purpose of going south this time is purely to recover the national treasure."
As he spoke, he took out the Buddhist bead relic from his sleeve and handed it directly in front of him: "Here, here, the prince can go back to his business."
Ji Yanran: "..."
There was no sound in the room.
After a long while, Ji Yanran said, "Where did you find it?"
"Wangcheng, go through the details, and I will talk to the prince slowly when I am free." Yun Yifeng looked at him and reminded by the way, "I have already got the relic, so what about the blood ganoderma that the prince promised me?"
The other party only spoke a few words, but His Royal Highness Xiao Wang’s mood has experienced unprecedented ups and downs in his life. It is a good thing to be able to find the Buddhist beads and relics, but the blood ganoderma that he casually promised earlier... Look at this posture, it looks like a hospital. Even if he failed to cure him, the subordinates who were sent to the Wandering Isle probably didn't even see the sea at this time. The roads before and after are all dead ends. Seeing that the creditor has already rushed in front of him, Ji Yanran had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "Blood Ganoderma lucidum, why don't you wait until you return to the royal city... Hey, Master Yunmen!"
Yun Yifeng closed her eyes and fainted in his arms.
Ji Yanran picked him up horizontally, put him on his bed, and took a pulse test with ease.
Fortunately, this time it was not chaotic, and his body temperature was normal. Maybe it was just because the road was too tense, so after the sudden relaxation, he became exhausted.
Yun Yifeng's face was pale, his brows were tightly frowned, and he couldn't sleep well in his dream.
Ji Yanran stood by the bed, wanting to imitate Old Wu and sighed.
I don't know if it costs a few hundred taels of silver to hire Lin Ying to be scolded for me.
Fangcai Yun Yifeng just wrapped herself in a thin robe after taking a bath, and blood was still oozing from her knees. Ji Yanran rolled up his trousers carefully, and saw that there were many scrapes on his legs, soaked in hot water, and the blood began to turn white again. Seeing that it was leaking, he took a medicine bottle from the cabinet and cleaned it for him. Wrap up finely.
The sky was getting dark outside the window, and time passed very quickly.
Yun Yifeng slept in the dark and unconscious, until the next day at noon, when Ji Yanran came back after finishing his work in the government office, he was willing to cut off those endless dreams, and sat on the bed to ask for water.
"Aren't you hungry?" Ji Yanran handed him a cup of hot water, "The porridge has been warming in the kitchen. The doctor has seen you for a consultation yesterday. There is nothing serious. You will recover after a few days of rest."
"I know." Yun Yifeng held the teacup, "I was poisoned again in the snow mountain before, and lost a lot of energy, so I need to sleep well for two days."
Ji Yanran sat by the bed: "Snow Mountain?"
"Feishuangjiao ran too fast, and the mountain road was icy slippery. I was afraid that it would slip and slide down the mountain, so I didn't dare to relax." Yun Yifeng said, "After that, my whole body became hot and I lost consciousness. But horses have spirituality. Yes, it got into a cave, and we spent the night there, so that's why we're delayed, otherwise it would have arrived the day before yesterday."
Ji Yanran frowned slightly, and wanted to comfort her, but felt that words were unnecessary. He had clearly seen his heart-wrecked state when he was poisoned, and he couldn't survive lying in a comfortable room, let alone in a snow cave in the middle of winter night.
Yun Yifeng smiled again: "But it's quite cool."
This was originally a joke, but in this place and in this situation, it seems extraordinary... At least His Highness King Xiao did not feel happy after hearing it. This person, sometimes if he is too sensible and optimistic, it will easily make the onlookers feel distressed.
And guilty conscience.
and guilt.
"That's right." Yun Yifeng continued, "My lord hasn't given me the blood ganoderma yet, is it in the royal city?"
This time there was no way out, so Ji Yanran had no choice but to grit her teeth and admit it bluntly: "There is no blood ganoderma in the palace, that was my nonsense to trick the sect master out of the mountain."
Yun Yifeng: "..."
Yun Yifeng leaned back on the cushion, her eyelids also drooped, and after a long time, she said: "Yes."
This barely audible "um" made His Royal Highness Xiao Wang tremble in his heart, so he said helplessly, "Why don't Lord Yunmen beat me up first?"
Yun Yifeng said truthfully: "I owe you, I have no strength."
"I have ordered people to go out to find the medicine. If there is no Daliang, go to Nanyang, Xiyang, Dongyang, or the Baicha Kingdom in the north, or a place farther away. In short, the world is so big, there must be a place where you can find blood ganoderma." Ji Yanran said, "There are also those imperial physicians in Wangcheng. If you give them more time, they may not be able to find a new detoxification method. This king promises that this matter will be dealt with to the end."
Yun Yifeng looked up at him: "Really?"
Ji Yanran raised her right hand: "Swear."
"Okay." Yun Yifeng sighed, "Anyway, there is no other solution, so thank you lord first."
His voice was hoarse, mixed with a trace of residual weakness after the poisonous hair, and he began to feel sleepy again before he said a few words. Before going to sleep, he didn't forget to ask: "Is there any ready-made clothing store open in this city?"
Ji Yanran said: "Why, Master Yunmen didn't bring enough clothes?"
"There are only two sets in total." Yun Yifeng yawned, "I was scratched by dead branches on the road, and this one is also stained with blood."
Ji Yanran nodded, and said softly: "Go to sleep, just leave this matter to me."
When Yun Yifeng woke up again, there were already ten sets of new clothes on the table, all made by Lin Ying. He originally thought that after the truth about the blood ganoderma was revealed, it would not be surprising that his prince would be chased and beaten by the master of Yunmen, and even be issued a killing order, but he didn't expect that he would turn the page so calmly. Surprised and filled with guilt, under such a turbulent and exciting mental journey, I almost bought out the ready-made clothing store with a shake of my hand.
"Let Master Yunmen wear more clothes."
He said with sincerity.
Ji Yanran patted him on the shoulder as a token of appreciation.
here you go!
Inside the room, Yun Yifeng sat cross-legged on the bed, looked at the ten sets of new clothes in red, willow and green, and sighed with her cheeks propped up, and she couldn't help but think of the gold-embedded jade ring that someone once promised on the snow-capped mountains. , it is a style to match together.
Those who came out of Prince Xiao's mansion... are hopeless.
"Master Yunmen." Ji Yanran came in with a tray, "I've been hungry all day and night, get out of bed and eat something."
Yun Yifeng sat by the bed and asked, "What are you doing outside? It's noisy."
"Chinese New Year." Ji Yanran said with a smile, "A juggler came to the store to climb a lion and dance, and ask for a few rewards by the way."
"If I didn't say it, I almost forgot that these two days are still during the Chinese New Year." Yun Yifeng patted his forehead, and didn't mention the blood ganoderma any more. He just ate the steamed stuffed bun and said casually, "When does the prince plan to return to the royal city?"
Ji Yanran poured a cup of tea: "Where is Master Yunmen? Why don't you go back with me, and let the imperial physicians in the palace have another look."
"I've been going back and forth for seven or eight rounds. If I go back again, those old gentlemen will be so worried that they will even tear off their beards." Yun Yifeng said, "Anyway, I have recorded the pulse and asked the doctor. All that is left is to turn over the books and study, it doesn’t matter if I’m here or not, if I can really find a cure in the future, it won’t be too late to return to the royal city.”
Ji Yanran hesitated: "Then..."
Yun Yifeng said: "I'll go back to Fengyumen."
Ji Yanran thought for a moment, then nodded: "Forget it, then I'll send the sect master back."
Yun Yifeng was surprised: "Send me? Does the prince need to return to the palace as soon as possible?"
"Brother Huang is anxious to see Sari, not me." Ji Yanran supported his head with one hand, "Besides, now that the news of the theft has spread, it is time to dispatch an army to escort Sari back to the royal city with Lin Ying. I took the sect master out of the mountain, and now I have to send it back properly, so that it conforms to... your Jianghu rules?"
"There are no such rules in Jianghu." Yun Yifeng looked at him with a smile, "But if the prince wants to send me off, he can't ask for it."
His face is still sick, he is still a little pale, but his eyebrows and eyes are smiling very vividly, not like the master of Fengyumen, who is in the world, but more like a scholar who is going to the north to catch the exam, with a book basket on his back. He doesn't believe in anything, so he can easily be coaxed by the... bad guys he meets on the way.
"Cough." His Highness Xiao Wang said with a guilty conscience, "Master Yunmen eat slowly, I'll go to the kitchen to see if the chicken soup is ready."
As soon as Yun Yifeng watched him go out, she saw Lin Ying walking in again.
"Master Yunmen." Lin Ying said, "There is a seller on the street selling buns stuffed with sugar. By the way, I brought a pack back. Try it?"
"Thank you, General Lin." Yun Yifeng picked up one from the oiled paper bag, "It's quite hot."
Seeing that he seemed to be in a good mood, Lin Ying couldn't help but be curious, so she took the opportunity to test: "Master Yun, the blood ganoderma that my prince randomly pulled out... the master is really not angry?"
Ji Yanran stopped abruptly outside the door.
"Angry." Yun Yifeng carefully blew the steamed stuffed bun, "Your prince is the first person who blatantly cheated on Feng Yumen."
Ji Yanran: "..."
Lin Ying said truthfully: "Old Wu also guessed that way, and said that the prince will probably be hunted down by the whole world."
"How could it be?" Yun Yifeng laughed, "That's the Prince of Liang, the commander-in-chief of soldiers and horses. No matter how arrogant the people in the Jianghu are, who would dare to provoke and make trouble in front of him. At most, I was so angry that I fought him to the death. "
Ji Yanran held her forehead outside the door.
Lin Ying cleared her throat, and quickly asked, "Does the master of Yunmen still want to fight?" I can hold the prince for you.
"Don't fight anymore." Yun Yifeng wiped off the syrup on his hands, "Your prince guards the border, going through life and death to protect the peace of the people of one side, how can I hurt him for my own self-interest. The blood Ganoderma lucidum was hopeless before, and it is the same now. No hope, after all, it's just my trip for nothing, not a loss, besides, the concubine treats me very well."
Although this was said lightly, it was a matter of life and death. No matter how I thought about it, I should have been deeply disappointed once, so Lin Ying took the initiative to say: "In the future, I will also pay attention to the blood ganoderma for the head of the sect. There are many blood ganoderma in the northwest. There is always a way for strange things.”
Yun Yifeng said: "Thank you."
After a while, Ji Yanran opened the door and came in, sending Lin Ying to the kitchen to serve chicken soup.
Yun Yifeng handed him a steamed stuffed bun: "Young Lord Liang, stand outside and eavesdrop."
Ji Yanran confessed: "This is called feeling ashamed."
Yun Yifeng leaned on the back of the chair: "Actually, according to the rules of Fengyumen, you have to see the reward before doing anything, and this time the prince is an exception."
Ji Yanran was puzzled: "Why? Because this king is the commander-in-chief of soldiers and horses?"
"Because the prince guarded the northwest, he has quelled the banditry several times." Yun Yifeng said, "I lost my parents when I was very young. I heard that they all died under the saber of the bandits."
Ji Yanran was slightly taken aback.
Yun Yifeng continued: "So even if there is no blood ganoderma, I am still willing to help the prince."
Unexpectedly, he still had this past, Ji Yanran hesitated for a moment, and asked softly, "Is it in the northwest?"
Yun Yifeng shook his head: "I don't know, I was still in my infancy, and the person who picked me up was a lunatic, and he couldn't tell."
Although the past has passed away, it is hard to hide the tragedy when it falls in the ears. Ji Yanran patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Forget it, let's talk about something happy during the Chinese New Year. Do you want to go out for a stroll? It's very lively outside. Zhang Guhe said that there will be a lantern festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, so it's better to finish it." After a year, I will send you back to Fengyumen?"
Yun Yifeng agreed: "Okay."
"Then let's go." Ji Yanran said, "I've finished eating, so it's time to go out to digest food."
Yun Yifeng picked out the ten new clothes for a long time, and just picked up a set of moon white gauze clothes with plain color, but the shape is really complicated, and it takes a long time to wear the belt alone.
Ji Yanran was waiting for him outside the door.
Yun Yifeng pulled her sleeves and complained: "This dress—"
Ji Yanran quickly stood up straight: "It looks good!"
Yun Yifeng choked on such a straightforward compliment.
do it.
Seeing the two of them going downstairs, the diners in the inn were all emotional. They saw this suit hanging in Boss Wang's shop earlier. It was expensive and ugly, and they were still muttering about which fool would buy it. They didn't expect to wear it on this young man. , but it looks very good-looking, wrapped in three or four layers of gauze, it doesn't look bloated, but it makes her taller and taller, suave and unrestrained, and even the hem of the clothes lifted by the wind is extraordinarily coquettish.
Sure enough, this kind of thing still depends on the face.
A group of little dolls on the street were playing and joking around, laughing and running past the two of them, chanting nursery rhymes for some reason, their little faces flushed with excitement.
Yun Yifeng said: "Usually I stay in the Fengyumen, this is the first time for me to celebrate the New Year outside."
"Really?" Ji Yanran was a little surprised, and smiled again, "Then I have to properly supply the sect master this time."
Yun Yifeng agreed, and casually took a rattle from a roadside stall.
His Royal Highness Xiao Wang consciously took out the purse.
The two walked together and ate together.
It wasn't until the sun went down that I found a tea house to rest.
Looking down, the view is excellent.
On both sides of the long street, the Chinese lanterns were just lit up, picking out a piece of beating and enthusiastic light. Both sides of the road are crowded with people, waiting to see the parade of fire dragons and floats. The little dolls stand in front of the sugar painting booth, turning the pointer carefully, hoping that the biggest phoenix will fall. And the bluestone slab bridge not far away was even more crowded, and the crowd rubbed shoulders, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, for fear that anyone would fall into the water. This noisy and mundane fireworks world, like gentle clouds and lake water, envelops the heart inadvertently, even if the fire dragon team has gone away, even if there is no scenery around, just the laughter and greetings between each other , can make people stop and linger, reluctant to leave.
Yun Yifeng stared at the street for a long time in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.
Sitting opposite Ji Yanran, she happened to be able to see those beautiful eyes full of lights.
In fact, he rarely observes a person so carefully, but now, anyway, he has nothing to do.
Being stared at all the time, Yun Yifeng was naturally aware of it, but he was greedy for the crowd's joking, and really didn't want to be distracted, so he only slightly raised the corners of his mouth.
Ji Yanran staggered her eyes and picked up the teacup in a concealed manner.
Someone outside the window applauded loudly, and I don't know what wonderful drama they saw.
"Let's go." Yun Yifeng pulled him to stand up, "Let's join in the fun together."
Ji Yanran followed with a smile.
This night, the everlasting lights in Wangxing City made even the sky half red.
The two walked side by side through the long street, squeezed sideways across the stone bridge, ate sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and bought sugar paintings. Finally remembered to go back to the inn.
Ji Yanran said: "If you like to be lively, next time I will pick you up to celebrate the New Year in Wangcheng."
Yun Yifeng tied up her hair casually, and a strand of broken hair hung down her neck, and she didn't bother to tidy it up, so she just turned her head and smiled, "Okay."
Ji Yanran pulled up his collar for him, her eyes were unconsciously soft.
The footsteps were wobbly.
Moon Shadow stretched the backs of the two people longer and longer.
—Relic Lost Track·End—
Volume 2 Eighteen Villas