Lou Ying gently pressed his temple for Chi Xiaochi.
Half an hour ago, Chi Xiaochi finished receiving the world line, opened his eyes, said "I'm going to sleep first" without saying much, then turned his head sideways and fell asleep.
The connection that had been interrupted for a long time has not been restored, and Lou Ying has only recovered part of his abilities and cannot receive the world line, so he does not know what happened.
He was not in a hurry to find out, he embraced Chi Xiaochi's mental body from behind, put his arms behind his head, and massaged him silently.
His technique is very professional, but this posture is not good for blood circulation.
He massaged for a while, and then he had to clench his fists to ease the numbness.
Chi Xiaochi slept for two hours before moving hazy in Lou Ying's arms.
Lou Ying let go of him naturally, afraid that he would feel uncomfortable.
Chi Xiaochi opened his eyes, took five minutes to wake up, and immediately got up and put on his clothes: "Sir, did you sleep?"
Lou Ying lay beside him and asked without answering, "How is the world line?"
"Well, it's a bit difficult."
Chi Xiaochi closed his eyes and fastened the loose buttons of his shirt from top to bottom, and raised the corner of his mouth with a smile that was not a smile: "...but it's a very interesting challenge."
Just like a fighting little fox.
Lou Ying laughed.
He found that he liked Chi Xiaochi's tone so much, he sat up, and while Chi Xiaochi closed his eyes, he lightly buttoned his shirt from below.
One hand was on the bottom, and the other was on top. When they were about to meet in the middle, Lou Ying withdrew his hand, and his cold fingertips lightly touched Chi Xiaochi's fingertips, like a kiss.
Chi Xiaochi touched down and found that the buttons on the hem were well fastened. Without thinking about it, he rolled over and got out of bed, and said loudly, "A Ling."
The sky will be bright, and he will leave for the frontier the next day. It is understandable for him to get up earlier.
As a servant, I have to be on duty every night in case my master needs anything. The original owner, Shi Tingyun, has always treated the little servants with grace. Unless it is a matter of the general's secret, he gets up at night for personal matters, and he almost never disturbs the rest of the two servants.
Therefore, when Chu Ziling entered, he was still a little sleepy: "Young Master?"
Chi Xiaochi said, "I leave today, I can't sleep well, I want to get up early."
Chu Ziling took his coat and wanted to help him get dressed.
"You don't have to serve me." Chi Xiaochi took the clothes in his hand and put them on hastily, "Go and serve the master."
Chu Ziling was a little surprised.
In the past, this kind of trivial work of serving people in close quarters would always be handed over to Ashu by the young master.
He calmly replied with a smile, "Yes."
He walked to the bed: "Mr. Yu, please."
The weak and pale young man on the bed gave a dignified "um", lifted the quilt, opened his hands, and said politely, "Thank you."
When Chu Ziling changed his clothes, his eyes swept across his face pretending to be inadvertent.
The word "national thief" in Nanjiang language was imprinted on the corner of the person's eyes. In the eyes of people who did not understand southern Xinjiang language, the tattoo was beautiful in shape, like a flower blooming.
… A sinner, because of his extraordinary talent and learning, can also receive such courtesy in the palace.
As long as you have merit in your hands, you can stand firm anywhere.
Thinking of this, Chu Ziling said casually: "Young master is with your husband every day. It's really close, and I don't know what to talk about."
It's just a catchphrase. Chu Ziling looked at Shi Tingyun with a smile on his lips, and there was a bit of jealousy in his words.
He knew in his heart that Shi Tingyun cultivated himself like this because he had a different interest in himself. This kind of masculine taste is just a game of elegance for aristocrats. Since this is the case, he doesn't mind dealing with this little boy to get closer.
Hearing him say this, Shi Tingyun hasn't opened his mouth yet, but Yu Fengmian, who was serving him, turned to stare at him with a tepid tone: "Is this the kind of thing you should ask?"
Chu Ziling was startled suddenly.
He didn't know much about this young master. He only knew that his background and health were not very good, but he was very respected by the young master, so he thought he should have a good temperament.
"Don't use me as a raft for you to please your son." Yu Fengmian's expression and tone didn't look like he was angry, he was just stating the facts understatement, "...recognize your identity."
The word "identity" just happened to step on Chu Ziling's pain point.
But Chu Ziling was very determined, not only continued to dress him, but also smiled: "Yes, Mr. Yu. Ziling made a slip of the tongue and will never do it again in the future."
After speaking, he secretly looked at Shi Tingyun.
Shi Tingyun didn't say a word about this, which was also expected by Chu Ziling.
The other party is the master of the son, an elder, and he is very respected by the son. Unlike Yan Yuanzhao, who is a good friend of his peers, Shi Tingyun will naturally not turn his face for himself and his husband.
Having said that, Chu Ziling could not help but feel a little sullen.
Being reprimanded by the prince, he can take it lightly. First, the two are actually equal in status, and secondly, it can make Shi Tingyun feel injustice, and for him to stand out, it indirectly fuels the flames between Yan Yuanzhao and him, causing conflicts, although Can't be expected to destroy their relationship, or give them some tiny fissures.
However, being criticized like this by a sinner who had a low status but was once crowned, Chu Ziling was still unavoidably apprehensive.
He didn't dare to underestimate this person's heart and mind, and quietly kept his mind, but he didn't notice the sight of Shi Tingyun behind him.
Chi Xiaochi was curious: When did you know that Slag Gong was him? There is still no reply from Zhennanguan.
Lou Ying turned sideways, put on his robe, staggered away from Chu Ziling, who was leaning over to clean up the bed, and compared his mouth: when you asked him, who never does chores, to clean up the chores.
In fact, he really wanted to say that the moment you asked him to come in, he was ready to trick people with his eyes full of light. You can tell at a glance.
However, he also liked the appearance of the little fox very much anyway, and he had no plans for the little fox to correct it, so he didn't say it clearly.
Chi Xiaochi walked out: "Where's Ashu?"
With his back to him, Chu Ziling smiled and answered while laying out the quilt: "Ashu is going to take care of your personal belongings. He is new to the battlefield and doesn't understand many things. I told him that the ones he prepared are in the It's useless on the battlefield, and he doesn't want to hear it."
Chi Xiaochi simply tied his long hair with a hair tie: "Then I will personally invite Lord Ashu to wash for me."
Chu Ziling smiled: "Young Master, walk slowly."
Chi Xiaochi went all the way to the place where the little servant lived, and paid a little attention to the display screen that had returned to normal functions on the way.
Chu Ziling's favorability value for Shi Tingyun is 53, and his remorse value is 4, which is perfectly within the range where he can eat soft and hard food with peace of mind.
Chi Xiaochi didn't think about how to deal with Chu Ziling at the current stage, he rummaged through the warehouse and found a function card.
Now with Worldlines, some information is easily accessible.
He used a function card called "World Line Positioning". This card can check what anyone is doing in the original world line.
…
After Shi Tingyun died, Li Yeshu came to the imperial city and presented a blood letter, claiming that it was Li Yeshu, the servant of the general's mansion, who was graciously received by the son, and wanted to collect Shi Tingyun's body from the people of the southern border, but he was unwilling to do so. Let him be buried by his enemies.
Begging for corpses in the city is so arrogant, it is tantamount to seeking death.
The southern border general who guarded the city was quite disdainful.
The Southern Border is still a martial artist, and he despises such Central Plains cowards who do not think of revenge and take pride in their martyrdom.
He reported it layer by layer, and presented the blood letter to Chu Ziling, saying that since that person wanted to repay his kindness, he might as well fulfill him and let him be a martyr.
At this time, Chu Ziling's appearance was much thinner than Shi Tingyun's last sight of him in the world line. After reading the blood book, he casually burned it with the oil lamp on one side: "Reply to him: If you are an enemy, you are also from the southern border. What face is there to bury it for him, why are you not ashamed to kill yourself?"
When the general heard that Li Yeshu was from the Southern Border, his murderous intentions became lighter: "Don't kill?"
Chu Ziling said, "I don't want to kill him. He came here on purpose to seek death, but he just wanted to see the son, so why should I obey him?"
The Southern Border general truthfully conveyed what Chu Ziling said.
Hearing this, Li Yeshu laughed three times and said to the general: "Then please bury this thing with my son. Please keep it safe. After a few years, I will retrieve this thing together with my son's bones. At that time, Ashu should have committed suicide in front of the tomb, in order to thank his life and death for not following his sins."
After all, he took out a bull-eared knife from his arms, stuck it into his mouth, and cut his tongue with a knife.
While the Southern Border general was shocked, he also unavoidably respected the ambition of this little servant, and said to the other young guards that he would drive this person away so as not to pollute the city gate, and then bowed and vomited blood in pain. Li Yeshu dragged him away, took him home, applied wound medicine to save his life, and sent him out of the city after his injuries stabilized. He lied that your tongue has been buried with your son, get out.
Li Yeshu also knew that he was lying to himself.
The son always laughed at him for being trivial. If his tongue was buried with the son, the son would probably be annoyed.
But don't worry.
His flesh and blood, as long as he can guard the son in a corner of this Wangcheng.
For him now, the tongue is the least important thing.
Li Yeshu bowed and bowed to him, then turned pale and staggered away from Wangcheng.
After that, the Central Plains fell into years of war.
Seven years later, Wangcheng was recaptured by the Imperial City Army.
At that time, Chu Ziling had already left Wangcheng, and the southern border general was captured. When he was chained together by iron chains and sent to the outside of the city, a silver-helmeted general covered in dust and scars rode a white horse to him. Not far ahead, he stared at him for a moment, then suddenly stopped the team and lifted his chin with a horsewhip.
The Southern Border general saw a familiar face.
Li Yeshu also recognized him, grabbed the reins with one hand, and smiled at him.
While the Southern Border general was shocked, he was led away by the team.
The lieutenant followed on horseback: "Is this person an old acquaintance of the general?"
Li Yeshu gestured to his lieutenant: Don't be buried alive. Give him a treat.
The lieutenant nodded, turned his horse's head, and headed towards the executioner.
Li Yeshu paraded on horseback and declared his triumph.
He has good ears and can hear people talking about him around him.
"Is he the famous dumb general Li Yeshu?"
"Yes. You look at people's bearing, silver guns and white horses, they must be from everyone."
"I heard that he was originally a servant of the General's Mansion."
"Where did you hear such words. The one who used the silver spear to ride the white horse in the storybook is either Ma Chao or Gao Huaide. They are all first-class generals, heroic figures, how can they be ordinary people."
"Yeah. I heard that this person kills like a sack, and every time he goes to the next city, he will slaughter all the generals in the southern border. I thought he was a yaksha-like character. Who would want to be born like this... like a scholar."
Li Yeshu bowed his head and smiled and rode his horse forward.
After the current emperor returned to the dynasty, Li Yeshu asked to go to the tomb of the son to have a look.
The tomb of the son was located in the imperial city. After the palace where Chu Ziling was originally located, he took off the silver helmet and iron armor, put on the old straight cloth robe, cleaned himself up, and went to the tomb.
He knelt down and gave a deep knock.
Every time he was in front of the son, he always had endless things to say.
Li Yeshu tried to make a sound: "Ah."
He was amused by the unpleasant sound he made.
He leaned in front of the tombstone, and wrote what he wanted to say on the tombstone with his right hand, saying that he regretted at the beginning, that he should not have listened to the son's words and stayed in the housekeeper of the general's house, that he should go to the southern border with the son, and that he Li Yeshu, who is now hated by gods and ghosts, said that his younger sister, Ah Qing, is now married and had children and is living well.
He wrote, I'm sorry, son, seven years have passed before Ashu came.
Talking, writing, and writing, Li Ye was tired. He slept in front of his tombstone and closed his eyes, just like he slept outside the son's room every night when he was a child.
In the early morning of the second day, his lieutenant was shocked to discover that Li Yeshu had cut his wrists to death in front of Shi Tingyun's tomb.
His whole body was drained of blood, the blood seeped into the surrounding soil, and the dark red soaked the half-meter-circle of land. Li Yeshu sat in the center of the circle with his head bowed against the tombstone, with a peaceful expression, as if falling asleep.
No one told him that before Chu Ziling left, he realized that Wangcheng was not safe, so he excavated Shi Tingyun's bones, put them in a small coffin, and took them away with the army.
Li Yeshu died in an empty tomb.
But fortunately he walked in peace.
The world line stopped, and Chi Xiaochi stood in front of the window.
Ashu's room was lit with candles, and he could see the busy figure inside.
Today, Ah Shu is still the same trivial and nagging Ah Shu, who is not skilled in martial arts and has no intention of war, and only likes to walk around the stove. Every night before going to bed, he will ask him what he wants to have for breakfast, lunch and dinner tomorrow. .
Chi Xiaochi pushed the door and entered.
When Li Yeshu heard the door slam, he turned around in amazement: "Young Master, why don't you sleep a little longer and the chickens don't crow."
Chi Xiaochi said, "Without Lord Ashu by his side, I'm not used to it, so it's hard to sleep well."
Li Yeshu was amused: "Young master is joking again. You see, the little one brought a mung bean pillow to calm down the fire. The little one made the best mung beans one by one, and it is guaranteed to be useful."
Chi Xiaochi leaned against the door to look at him: "Why do you bring these trivial things, which take up space and are heavy."
Li Yeshu has his own set of principles: "The poor family is rich, the outside is no better than the home, and some things are better to carry."
Chi Xiaochi picked up his heavy burden to inspect: "Duck sauce?"
Li Yeshu wiped his sweat: "Young master likes to eat, so prepare some on the way."
Chi Xiaochi picked it up again: "Preserved apricots?"
Li Yeshu: "The carriage is bumpy on the road, and the young master is weak, so he may not be able to bear it. Prepare some sour food to appetize."
Chi Xiaochi picked up a red talisman placed on the bed: "What is this?"
"It was sent by Aqing overnight." Li Yeshu raised his eyes and smiled, "She went to Qingyuan Temple to ask for it, and she also asked the master to consecrate it, and asked me to hand it over to the son. May the son be safe on this trip, and neither swords, swords, halberds can get close to him. ."
Chi Xiaochi held the talisman: "She has a heart. What about yours, she didn't ask for one for you?"
Li Yeshu scratched his head: "She originally asked, but Xiaoxiao specially told her not to ask, for fear that asking for two would not work."
Chi Xiaochi grabbed the talisman in his hand: "Ashu, you are too trivial."
Li Yeshu didn't mind either: "It would be nice if I could do something for your son."
Chi Xiaochi threw the talisman at him: "If you want to do something for me, you might as well be my lieutenant."
Li Yeshu stretched out his hand to catch it, a little puzzled: "Isn't there A Ling here? It's better to worry about your son's diet and daily life."
Chi Xiaochi asked, "Don't you just want to be a servant for the rest of your life?"
Li Yeshu is not stupid. He knew that the son was trying to flatter him, but he still shook his head and said honestly, "As long as he is the son's servant, Ah Shu is willing."
Chi Xiaochi lowered his eyes: "Then I will fight for immortality and ask you to serve me forever."
Because of these words, Chi Xiaochi got into a big disaster.
From serving him to dressing, to washing, to having breakfast, to setting off with a horse, to the way to the imperial city to lead the army, and then to leaving the city, Li Yeshu never stopped talking. Xiaochi pouted a hundred times, spitting out all the bad luck.
Chi Xiaochi had a bitter face from the nagging, but he listened to his every nagging seriously, and tried to pretend that he couldn't see Yan Yuanheng's frequent turning back.