The gentle kisses kept falling behind the ears, which quickly made that small piece of skin hot, and soon spread to the whole body. Yun Yifeng held his fingers, recalling the beautiful dream last night, her heart inevitably throbbed with anticipation, her waist was kneaded a little sorely, as if she was emotionally moved, or... moved her head too much , so that even breathing has to be careful, for fear that it will cause a tingling pain in the heart.
Ji Yanran hugged him into her arms, gently raised her palm and pressed it on her chest, smoothing out the disordered breath.
At the last moment, she was still affectionately fond of you and me, but two glasses of wine could pass off as wedding candles, but in a blink of an eye, it turned into a painful and healing scene where the audience shed tears. Thinking about it carefully, it is not much different from the confusing storybook where the first page turns upside down and the second page raises rabbits and pigs.
Booksellers these days are really conscientious and realistic.
Yun Yifeng asked sincerely: "Am I spoiling the fun?"
"I was too impatient." Ji Yanran helped him close his clothes, "You should have a good rest."
This was originally true, but Yun Yifeng felt that even if he "takes a good rest", he might not get better, but would get worse day by day.
Ji Yanran patted him on the back: "Don't think about it."
The blood Ganoderma lucidum in the mythology is like a thorn between the two of them. Sometimes Yun Yifeng even felt that if he didn't have such a thing, he would simply be hopeless. Instead, he would save trouble, at least he could plan the rest of his life, how to indulge in sex and be happy. But now it seems that there is an antidote, so the task of each day becomes to live as much as possible, even if you live cautiously, live tiredly, live on thin ice, and sometimes even live aggrieved, you can't be presumptuous.
Yun Yifeng leaned against his chest, and after a long time, he said: "Actually, we can meet the prince—"
"We will definitely find it." Ji Yanran interrupted him, "In addition to Daliang, there are also surrounding countries, those hiding in dense forests and deserts must have some rare things, the royal guards have already gone, and there will be echoes in the near future. "And, there is also Beiming Fengcheng. Since it has encountered a plague, it can be said to be full of bones, and it is the hometown of Yun Yifeng. Maybe God will really have some arrangements in the dark.
Yun Yifeng smiled: "Yes."
Ji Yanran held his thin shoulders and hugged him even tighter. Outside the window, a drizzle infiltrates everything in the world, and the white pearl jasmine in the courtyard also emits bursts of fragrance—it is a newly cultivated plant that Lao Wu has nothing to do, and the flowering period is earlier and longer than ordinary jasmine. When passing by the flower garden, Ji Yanran remembered that Yun Yifeng liked Jasmine, so he asked the servants to transplant some over, replacing the Yiye Youtan that was previously full of the courtyard.
The two of them clasped their fingers together, and in the fragrant fragrance of jasmine at the end of spring, they whispered in whispers, tender and affectionate, drunk and unable to return.
…
Back then, most of the people in Beiming Fengcheng were relocated to Hukou Pass. Jiang Lingfei personally led people to see if he could find some clues.
There are spacious and flat official roads along the way, and the horses run very freely. When chatting with an older guard, he said that this area was originally muddy and slippery, and it was only after the emperor ascended the throne. A large sum of money was spent on repairs, and skilled craftsmen from all over Liang were summoned to create a road to the sky in this wild ice field. It will be much more convenient for the people on the border to go south to seek a living.
"If this road could have been repaired decades earlier, perhaps more people in Beimingfeng City would have survived."
Instead of what it is like now, even if Jiang Lingfei and the local officials searched through the files, they only found seven or eight families, and they were all young people. When they mentioned Luo Laocai and Luo Ruhua, their memories were all blurred, and they talked a lot. After reminiscing for a long time, someone finally remembered that Granny Li had been a servant in the Luo family for a while, but she had no relatives, and now she was too old to walk, and she was confused.
"Mother-in-law." Jiang Lingfei squatted beside the bed and said loudly, "Why don't you think about it again?"
"Miss Luo, there is only one son." She said doubtfully.
"I know she has only one son, nephew. Whose family does the nephew belong to?"
"No nephew, no, really no."
Jiang Lingfei: "..."
Okay, no, no.
So he continued to ask: "Miss Luo, her husband, or other members of the family, is there anyone who is good at tattoos, organs or poison?"
This question was obviously too difficult for an old woman who was slow to respond, and sure enough, her eyes immediately revealed a 120,000-point loss.
Jiang Lingfei took a deep breath, continued to smile and said, "Has there been any strange things or strange people in that family?"
Granny Li: "..."
Jiang Lingfei rested his cheeks in both hands, looking at her with tears in his eyes.
Granny Li was also annoyed by his questioning, she threw off the quilt and wanted to go out, but during the movement, a pattern appeared on her arm.
Jiang Lingfei grabbed her wrist and rolled up her sleeves.
Arm full of tattoos. Although the specific pattern can no longer be seen due to old age and sagging skin, there is still some shock. I can also imagine how this white-haired mother-in-law was when she was young... How to say, it is very unique , very heroine, very unconstrained by worldly vision, Young Master Jiang likes it very much.
So he kindly said to the elderly confidante: "Grandma, who tattooed this for you?"
Granny Li understood this time, she smiled and said, "I am myself."
Jiang Lingfei once again thanked Li Jing for the official road that he spent a lot of money and manpower on.
He got a spacious and comfortable carriage, brought a doctor with him, and sent his "good old friend" Xiaohong to pull the carriage in person, and carried Granny Li back to Wangcheng with great vigor.
Summer flowers are already blooming all over Long Street.
Yun Yifeng's health has not deteriorated, perhaps because of the old concubine's careful care, he is very energetic every day, and when he has nothing to do, he can still stand in the yard and punch a set.
Qingyue said angrily: "Master!"
Yun Yifeng took the move calmly, hoping that Ji Yanran would come back soon to save his life, otherwise he might be read until dinner.
Qingyue handed him the warm tea in her hand: "Master Jiang is back, and it is said that he has brought back the Luo family's early servant."
Yun Yifeng was surprised and said, "Is it really possible to find it?"
"It's in the guest courtyard." Qingyue said, "My lord asked me to pick up Master."
Unexpectedly, an "old friend" appeared, and Yun Yifeng couldn't wait any longer. He hurried, almost jogging all the way to the guest courtyard.
A group of people were carefully looking at the pattern on Granny Li's arm. The old concubine was there, and Aunt Yu was also there. She was originally here to deliver the stew, but as soon as she entered the door, she bumped into the fiery Young Master Jiang, and they followed.
Yun Yifeng was confused: "What's going on?"
"Stabbing the organ map is a delicate job." Jiang Lingfei whispered, "Back then, we were attacking such a small baby, so we couldn't just poke a few needles indiscriminately, right? At least there must be a master, and this Granny Li is from the Luo family. The servant is also proficient in tattoos, so logically he should know something."
Having said that, the old man seemed sleepy and confused... Yun Yifeng put his face in front of her, hoping to be recognized at a glance, after all, it was written like this in the scriptures.
As a result, Granny Li said disgustedly: "Go away!"
Yun Yifeng: "..."
Ghost Thorn can't do anything, he can only cure diseases, not old age and stupidity.
He didn't want to cure him at all, so he didn't say a word, instead he shouted and cursed to urge the blood ganoderma, and was finally kicked out by Qingyue.
Aunt Yu suddenly said, "I'll try."
The old concubine was surprised: "You still see a doctor?"
"I don't know how to see a doctor. I only know that most women love children, especially newborn babies." Aunt Yu asked, "Is there a full moon baby in this house?"
The old concubine said: "There really is one, the child of a embroiderer, who has just turned two months old."
The little baby was brought in quickly, looking at the pink and jade carvings, he was timid, and when he saw the adults in the room, he was about to cry.
The old concubine stubbornly untied the quilt, and Aunt Yu found out a long needle from nowhere, and it was obvious that she was about to stab down when she held it up.
The men in the room watched this clumsy drama silently, without expecting any results. Who would have thought that Granny Li's eyes really shook twice, and hurriedly said: "Don't, the child is still young!"
"Small... not too small." The old concubine followed her and said, "Prick a map, what are you afraid of."
"Green Polygonum is poisonous after all, how can this skinny cat-like milk baby bear it?" Granny Li closed the quilt with two hands, and was about to pick up the little baby.
The so-called motherhood is such a wonderful and unexplainable emotion.
Delicate and strong, it is an instinct deeply buried in the heart, which is always stimulated when it is most needed.
The old concubine ordered to go down and found the best doctor in the city for Granny Li, and assigned two maids to take care of her, so that she could live a stable old age.
As for what the green Polygonum flower is, the imperial physicians finally had a use for it this time. They played Li Jing on the thick pharmacopoeia, saying that it was a green vine growing in the wind and snow, and the buds were as hard as stones. It can be used as a tattoo, and it will be hidden in the flesh and blood on weekdays, but it will only appear when you encounter Zichan Wangsu.
Hearing the word "Purple Toad King Crisp", Yun Yifeng faintly felt that it was not very good, and it would probably take another three to five years to find it, after all, he had never heard of it even when he was on the Wandering Isle.
As a result, the imperial physicians were all smiling and scrambling to say: "It is indeed very rare, but there is exactly one box in the medicine storehouse, which was donated by Longyue Kingdom the year before last."
After going through ups and downs for too long, everything suddenly became smooth, and Yun Yifeng felt a little uncomfortable.
Although this smoothness has nothing to do with detoxification, if the mechanism map is really on his back, it is not bad to be able to open the secret map of Zichuan.
The imperial physician said that it would take about five days to use Zichan Wangsu to make the ointment.
During these five days, Yun Yifeng looked at his back more than a dozen times at least. So much so that when His Royal Highness Xiao Wang came back into the room, he was half-undressed, standing in front of the bronze mirror with a concentrated expression on his face.
…
Headache.
Yun Yifeng put on her clothes: "You said, will the map be on my back?"
"Do you want to?" Ji Yanran sat opposite him.
"Think." Yun Yifeng nodded, "Firstly, I can help the emperor and help you unlock the secret map of Zichuan, and secondly, if the map is on me... why is it on me?"
After all, Pu Chang stabbed the organ map back then to protect his own son and make him "useful". Only when he becomes "useful" can he be worthy of being protected by Wang Dong and accepted and taken care of by the Yema tribe. Such a deep fatherly love, It seems that there is no reason to fall on Luo Ruhua's nephew in vain.
Of course, there is another possibility that Luo Ruhua hastily hugged the wrong child on the night of his escape and took his nephew with him. But is there really such a possibility? Granny Li is old and stupid, and she still knows how to miss the young master and cherish the child, let alone the biological mother
The more I think about it, the more chaotic I become, and the more I think about it, the more I want to sigh.
It turns out that people are really greedy. I have never asked for my homeland before, and I always feel that if I know the general direction, it is considered complete, but now I have not only Beiming Fengcheng, but also a vague home. Logically speaking, I should be satisfied. He got even more aggressive, and even wanted to find out the parents' surnames clearly.
"Let's see if you have any tattoos on your back before we talk about the future." Ji Yanran squeezed his chin, "The Imperial Hospital will be able to prepare the medicine tomorrow, but I'm afraid you will have to enter the palace alone."