Xia Xun was going to see Qi Yan, but when she heard that he was awake, she stopped in her tracks.
After standing for a while, he said to Zhi Gui: "... Got it, I'm going back to my room first."
Turn around and leave.
Zhi Gui asked anxiously: "Aren't you going in to see my lord? My lord—"
Xia Xun concealed and said:
"I'm not a doctor, and I don't know how to see a doctor. What's the use of going there?"
Zhigui blocked his way:
"My lord, forgive me for asking a presumptuous question... why are you so indifferent to your lord?"
Xia Xun immediately said, "I—"
Zhigui didn't give him a chance to speak:
"I haven't been with you for a long time, but I can see that you are kind and gentle, and you can always understand the difficulties of your servant. You are the most hard-spoken and soft-hearted person, and you are even considerate of your pet dog. Facing the adults alone, but always cold as ice and harsh words, the servants are thinking about it, really can't figure out why?"
Xia Xun was poked at the sore spot, and her tone immediately cooled down:
"How do you know about my past with him? What did he do to me? You don't know anything about it. How can you accuse me?"
He shook off his fat and walked forward quickly.
Zhi Gui did not give up, and asked behind him:
"My lord! They all said that my lord was injured by my lord, and the two knife wounds on my lord's body were horrifyingly deep into my flesh and blood. Could it be that my lord really did it with my own hands?"
Xia Xun stopped slowly.
Zhigui came to his side and blessed himself slightly:
"My lord, I really don't know what happened in the past, but I have seen it with my own eyes. All these years, my lord has lived a life of no interest. It was the arrival of my lord that made him alive. , at least when your lord is seriously injured, I implore you to go and see him."
Zhigui's words were sensible and reasonable, even if Xia Xun was hard-hearted, he still couldn't say "no".
not to mention...
After taking a few deep breaths, Xia Xun whispered:
"It's not that I don't want to see him, I just don't know how to face him... that's all, just take a look, so what..."
He convinced himself.
He was the only one in the Qi banquet room, Xia Xun stepped over the threshold, he raised his head when he heard the sound, the night wind blew past at just the right time, the candle flame flickered, flickered from side to side, the bedside gauze was lifted by the wind, he was separated by a thin bed gauze, looking at Xia Xun.
Xia Xun's thin figure was hazy, like a floating ghost, as if Qi Yan could blow him away with just one breath.
Qi Yan's eyes were warm and eager, they were tightly projected on his face, watching him approach step by step.
Xia Xun came to the bed and protected the candle with her hands, the room returned to light, and the shadowy shadow just now dissipated in an instant.
After this step, he doesn't know what to do.
Avoiding Qi Yan's gaze, he looked around and saw a bowl of thick concoction.
He asked, "Is this your medicine?"
Qi Yan didn't answer, but kept his eyes fixed on him.
Xia Xun pretended to be calm and let his eyes go back and forth on her.
After watching for a while, Qi Yan reassured: "You look fine."
Xia Xun said, "I'm not injured, how can it be bad?"
Qi Yan laughed at himself, and said bitterly: "...before I always thought about what kind of life you lived in prison during those days. I couldn't rescue you before, but this time... I finally caught up..."
Xia Xun said coldly:
"Didn't you send me in that time? It's useless to say this now—"
He caught a glimpse of a few bandages scattered at the foot of the bed, with blood stains on the bandages, and shut his mouth quickly.
After standing still for a while, Xia Xun bent down, raised the medicine bowl, and handed it to Qi Yan:
"... drink it, it will be more bitter when it gets cold."
Qi Yan was extremely weak. In the past, when he drank medicine, Zhigui had to deliver it to his mouth spoon by spoon, and he couldn't drink half a bowl, so he had to stop to catch his breath before he had the strength to continue.
He never expected that Xia Xun would do it himself, Xia Xun was willing to tell him to take medicine, he was already very satisfied.
He took the medicine bowl tremblingly, his hands were shaking constantly, and the spoon hit the wall of the bowl.
He brought the bowl to his mouth, and before he took two sips, more than half of the concoction had already spilled on his clothes, and even the bandage on his chest had large brown water stains.
Xia Xun sighed as if giving up, sat by the bed, and took the bowl in his hand.
"Let me do it."
He scooped up a spoonful of medicine and fed it to Qi Yan.
Qi Yan didn't move, he froze on the spot, he even forgot to breathe, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Xia Xun with disbelief on his face:
"you-"
Xia Xun didn't meet his eyes, he stared at the spoon in his hand without blinking, almost staring at it:
"Don't say anything, just drink."
Qi Yan was still surprised, fixed his eyes on Xia Xun, took the first sip, then the second, and the third...
Xia Xun remained expressionless the whole time, and gave him the medicine wholeheartedly.
Qi Yan looked at him for a while, put the spicy bitter medicine in his mouth, and closed his eyes.
The fundus of his eyes was slightly hot, his nose was sore, and there was faint moisture in his eye sockets.
Maybe Xia Xun noticed it, maybe he didn't, but his movements didn't stop, and the remaining half bowl of medicine was quickly fed by him.
He said to Qi Yan: "Okay, you can rest."
Just about to put down the medicine bowl, when Qi Yan grabbed her wrist suddenly, Xia Xun made a "hiss" in pain for the first time, and when she let go, the porcelain bowl fell on the bed, and the spoon rolled to the ground, making a crisp sound.
Qi Yan didn't seem to hear, he took off Xia Xun's sleeves, and gently rubbed his wrist with his fingertips.
There was a circle of blue and black bruises there, which were scratched by Qi Yan when he was seriously injured.
He asked distressedly: "I made these...?"
Xia Xun understates:
"No, I fell."
Reluctantly, Qi Yan showed a smile uglier than crying:
"You are still the same as before, always saying that you fell, and where did you fall to get such scars..."
He held Xia Xun's wrist, stuck it to his mouth, and said with regret:
"Why do I keep hurting you... why... can't I be nicer to you...?"
Xia Xun shook her head, and firmly withdrew her hand:
"You don't have to. After all... you don't owe me anything."
Qi Yan stared at him bewilderedly, there seemed to be sparkling water in his eyes:
"What if I owe something?"
Xia Xun was stunned.
After a while, he let out a long breath and sighed:
"You always say things that I can't catch up with. In fact...you shouldn't keep me by your side, I..."
He didn't finish his sentence, and he wasn't going to say any more.
Qi Yan couldn't guess what he wanted to say, he might say "I don't like you", or "I don't want to see you".
But Qi Yan didn't care anymore.
He tried his best to reach out to Xia Xun:
"Come here... some, let me take a good look at you..."
Xia Xun thought to himself, he should leave immediately.
At this moment, the most important thing for him to do is to leave the room, take advantage of the darkness, and fly away to Douzhou thousands of miles away, so as not to see this person again in this life.
He moved his legs, but he didn't stand up after all.
Bewitched by Qi Yan's words, he actually got closer to him like a ghost.
Qi Yan originally wanted to touch his face, but a sudden bout of dizziness made his eyes suddenly turn white, his body suddenly fell over, and the hand that was in mid-air suddenly dropped.
Xia Xun caught his hand, and he held onto Qi Yan's arm to stabilize him, but he fell on the bed with him.
The wind blows in from the window, the candles are gradually extinguished, and the room is plunged into darkness.
Xia Xun wasn't used to the darkness, and couldn't see for a while, but when he could see clearly, he found himself lying in Qi Yan's arms.
When his consciousness was blurred, Qi Yan still remembered to put his arm on the side of Xia Xun's face, not letting him fall directly on the bed.
The bed gauze gently brushed over Xia Xun's face, separating him from Qi Yan.
After seven years, Xia Xun stared at Qi Yan's face seriously for the first time, relying on the barrier of the gauze curtain.
Qi Yan was too tired to open his eyes, Xia Xun's gaze became more and more unscrupulous, he saw a faint shadow under Qi Yan's tightly closed eyelashes, his cheeks were slightly sunken, making the nose bone stand out.
His face was haggard, his lips were chapped and white, and even his hair had lost its luster.
This is an obviously sick face.
Feeling Xia Xun's gaze, Qi Yan closed his eyes and smiled softly:
"Are you looking at me?"
Xia Xun paused and said:
"What? You are a big girl with yellow flowers, why don't you show me?"
The smile on Qi Yan's face grew stronger, he slowly raised his hand, and put his palm against Xia Xun's side face.
"Unfortunately... I don't have the energy to open my eyes." He said weakly, "Just let me touch you..."
His fingers brushed over Xia Xun's brows, and the dry palm brought a rough touch. Xia Xun didn't move and let him touch it, and between breaths, warm breath was revealed in Qi Yan's palm.
Qi Yan struggled to move his upper body, slowly approached Xia Xun, and put his forehead against his ear:
"...did I ever tell you that you're really good-looking?"
Xia Xun snorted:
"Don't you look in the mirror? It's more appropriate to say that you are yourself."
Qi Yan shook his head very slowly:
"No, in my mind, you really—"
He opened and closed his lips and said a few words, Xia Xun didn't hear a word, he lowered his head tiredly, rested his head on Xia Xun's shoulder, and fell into a deep sleep.
Most of his weight was on Xia Xun, and after a while, half of Xia Xun's body began to go numb.
He looked up at the night sky through the half-open window, and the moonlight was pouring down without hesitation. He raised his hand to catch a ray, and the moon wave in his hand was like a silver-white lake.
The gauze curtain fluttered in the wind like the tide, and Xia Xun fell asleep peacefully with the moonlight on his pillow.
In the early morning of the second day, before Qi Yan woke up, Xia Xun left quietly.
He returned to his room, and Zhi Gui had been waiting for him. She was wearing plain clothes, no jewelry, only a simple bun, and a small bundle on her shoulders.
Xia Xun immediately realized that Zhigui was leaving.
She knelt on the ground, gave Xia Xun a big gift, and raised the jade belt hook that Xia Xun gave her over her head:
"Thank you for helping me all the way, my servant is very grateful and unforgettable, so I came to say goodbye to you. It's just that this jade belt hook is too expensive, I dare not accept it, so I ask you to take it back, otherwise I will have trouble sleeping and eating, and I will be able to support myself. You can't accept such a big gift for yourself."
Xia Xun took it and asked her to stand up:
"Don't kneel to me, and don't call yourself a slave, you are no longer a servant."
Zhigui refused to get up.
Xia Xun asked her: "Aren't you going to say goodbye to Qi Yan?"
Zhigui said: "My lord has not woken up yet, so the slaves will not bother me. From now on, my lord will be accompanied by the young master, so I don't think there will be any worries."
Xia Xun was speechless for a moment.
Zhi Gui kowtowed deeply to Xia Xun:
"After the servant leaves, I hope that the young master will take care of himself. The servant wishes that the young master will live a safe life and maintain his glory forever!"
Xia Xun helped her up:
"Don't say such things. It's good that you can take care of yourself. Let's go. It's time for you to find your family."
Zhigui carried the package, and although he was reluctant to part with it, he finally left.
What she didn't know was that when Xia Xun was helping her just now, she quietly stuffed the jade belt hook into her bag.
Looking at her fading back, Xia Xun murmured to herself:
"I'm leaving, why are you being polite? Without money, you can't even eat enough to eat, how can you have the strength to fend for yourself."
A few days later, Chu Anyu's interrogation of the archer came to an end, and the confession obtained was enough to convict Chen County Duke.
The crime involved the emperor's relatives, Chu Anyu wanted to escort these people to Dali Temple, and Qi Yan was going back to Beijing with the evidence.