When the people below play Cuju, they wear thin shirts. The thin shirts outline their figures clearly. The guards are all good figures with wide shoulders and long legs. Occasionally, they stop to watch the Cuju woman, and cover their mouths when they look at them, their pink faces are thin and red. .
Gu Yuanbai's eyes were easily attracted by Xue Yuan. It's not that Gu Yuanbai has a keen sense of him, but Xue Yuan is really conspicuous.
He ran very fast, and when he ran, his thin shirt was tightly pressed in front of him, his legs were tense, and he hid a terrifying explosive strength like a cheetah. He jumped up, turned back, and the tricks were dazzling. No one in the two teams was more eye-catching than him. Gu Yuanbai watched him for a while, and the first half ended like this.
Xue Yuan's face was soaked with sweat, revealing a wet and sexy look. He seemed to sense Gu Yuanbai's gaze, so he raised his head and looked here.
Gu Yuanbai averted his eyes as if nothing had happened, thinking in his heart, he can't prostitute.
It is impossible for him to sleep with Xue Yuan. Once this bed is on, it is estimated that his life will be gone.
Whether he died on the concubine's bed or Xue Yuan's bed, his reputation was not very good.
The thoughts floated for a moment, and when the next moment moved back, the people in the field had disappeared. Gu Yuanbai looked around subconsciously, "Where's the person?"
Tian Fusheng couldn't figure it out: "Sir, who is it?"
A shout came from below the pavilion: "Sacred Lord—"
Gu Yuanbai took a step forward, put his hands on the railing of the pavilion, looked down and saw Xue Yuan's chest heaving and breathing slightly heavy, holding an oiled paper bag, looking up at him with a smile.
Gu Yuanbai couldn't help but ask, "What are you holding in your hand?"
"Niu's donkey meat," Xue Yuandao said, "this family's donkey meat is notoriously delicious. The meat is marinated, and the ingredients complement each other. It makes people's appetite open, and the fragrance is not good. Holy Would you like to have a bite?"
Gu Yuanbai was so greedy at his words that he had people bring the donkey meat over the fire, and hand it over to him after the people around him checked it.
Gu Yuanbai untied the oiled paper bag, lowered his head and took a bite. The satisfying fragrant meat mixed with the crispness of onion and ginger sounded between his lips and teeth. The meat inside was fragrant that could be tasted with the tip of the tongue, and the palm-sized cake was even softer. Greasy, with distinct fragrance.
It was so delicious that Gu Yuanbai took a bite and another bite.
He was eating donkey meat and burning fire on the gazebo, Xue Yuan looked up at him, and gradually the corners of his lips were smiling, and his eyes were full of smiles.
Xue Yuan never thought that one day, he would feel relieved and happy because he ate two more bites of food for one person.
Xue Yuan was called away by Dong Lingwei when he was halfway through eating the donkey meat. Gu Yuanbai looked at his back and took another bite of the meatloaf. He didn't see the expression of Tian Fusheng looking at him behind him, and he was moved to tears.
Xue Yuan really tried his best to allow the saint to stay in his house. Even Dong Lingwei, who was also a teammate, could hardly keep up with his rhythm. After the second half, Xue Yuan really won.
Zhang Xu, the head of the guard, walked up to Xue Yuan with his head sullen, and his eyes were complicated: "Master Xue, the next time I saw you, I actually held the sage-" in his arms.
Xue Yuan was frank and took the initiative to say: "Master Zhang wants to tell me what happened in the palace two days ago?"
The head guard nodded, no matter how loyal and reliable people were, they couldn't help but cast suspicious eyes at Xue Yuan.
Xue Yuan's action of holding the sage in his arms was too natural. Zhang Xu's intuition was not simple with the hand on his body and stroking the sage's movements.
Xue Yuan smiled slightly and glanced at the pavilion, "Master Zhang, don't think too much, that's when I watched the saint smile weakly, worried about the saint, and couldn't help but feel anxious."
It made sense. Zhang Xu frowned, still feeling that something was wrong, "But Master Xue..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xue Yuan patted him on the shoulder and interrupted: "Master Zhang, I still have something to deal with. I'll talk about it next time." After speaking, he rushed towards the pavilion impatiently.
Gu Yuanbai had already boarded the carriage, and Xue Yuan's announcement came from outside, "Your Majesty, can this minister go to Xue's residence together?"
"..." Gu Yuanbai rubbed his forehead, "Come up."
Xue Yuan got into the carriage, and approached the Sage with the smell of sweat all over, got close, and when he smelled it, he smiled with satisfaction, "The Sage smells like donkey meat on fire."
Gu Yuanbai took a sniff, "I can only smell the stench of sweat on your body."
Thinking of his delicate nose, Xue Yuan immediately stepped back, but he couldn't get anywhere, he sighed helplessly, and was about to open the door and jump out of the carriage, but Gu Yuanbai began to cough.
Xue Yuan was startled by his cough, his hands were a little helpless, he was so flustered that he couldn't find his head, Gu Yuanbai coughed against his chest until the corners of his eyes turned red, he barely calmed down, and hugged Gu Yuanbai tightly. into his arms, following his back.
"Why did you suddenly cough, get sick, and blow the wind?" Xue Yuan was so anxious that he didn't know what he was talking about, "Is it cold, where is it uncomfortable?"
Gu Yuanbai couldn't say a word, he was holding Xue Yuan's hand tightly, he wanted to control himself, but he couldn't. Coughing until the lungs couldn't breathe, the brain was dizzy due to lack of oxygen, and the body slowly slowed down because it reached the extreme.
The air at the tip of his nose was mixed with the smell of sweat, Gu Yuanbai held the fingertips in his hand absentmindedly, and only turned his eyes and looked to the side until he recovered.
Xue Yuan clenched his hand and said hoarsely, "Your Highness?"
Gu Yuanbai didn't want to show such an embarrassed side of himself, he turned his head and buried his face in his hair and clothes, not wanting to speak.
A cold wind blows, and it is possible to cough so badly, and if the coughing ends, it will be so hard to lift your fingers.
There was a faint smell of blood in the throat. Because it was too delicate, it couldn't bear the continuous coughing, so the smell of blood was coughed up.
You don't need to see the imperial doctor Gu Yuanbai to know, he knows the condition of his body and how weak he is.
He even knew his approximate fate.
Not reconciled.
I want to clench my fingers, I want to pretend to be calm and calm, but my heart is tired, I don't want to pretend anymore, I want to relax for a while.
Xue Yuan hugged him, leaned down, and said in Gu Yuanbai's ear, "Gu Yuanbai."
Gu Yuanbai responded in a deep voice.
His face was covered by black hair, and he couldn't tell whether it was happiness or sadness, but it should be sad. He had big ambitions and ambitions in his heart. How could he be happy because of his weakness
Xue Yuan gently brushed the hair from Gu Yuanbai's face, Gu Yuanbai closed his eyes, but felt that Xue Yuan's hands seemed to be shaking. He couldn't help but open his eyes again and saw that he didn't feel wrong, Xue Yuan's hands were really shaking.
"What are you afraid of?" he said in a hoarse voice, "I won't die in these few years."
Xue Yuan clenched his hand tightly, and the words popped out from between his teeth: "How many years?!"
Gu Yuanbai's eyes moved and he smiled: "Could it be that Master Xue still wants me to live a hundred years?"
It's just that his smile was reluctant, and it seemed extremely difficult to raise the corners of his lips. Xue Yuan's face was cold, his temples bulged, and the blue veins on his neck stretched out.
When the carriage arrived in front of the Xue Mansion, Gu Yuanbai was already well, he straightened his robe, smoothed his hair and crown, and said lightly, "I lay in bed for several months last year, and I never ate anything. For a moment it doesn't smell like medicine. You might think I'm weak now, but in my opinion, it's much better. At least a cough like the one just now, since winter has only been counted on four hands come over."
When the tip of the nose is itchy, or the throat is itchy, it will cause a cough. Gu Yuanbai's physique seemed to be such that once he started coughing, he couldn't stop.
After speaking, Gu Yuanbai raised his chin towards the carriage door and said, "Go down and support me."
Xue Yuan jumped out of the carriage with a sullen face, and reached out to help Gu Yuanbai down. But after the saint came down, he didn't let go, he just said in a low voice and firmness: "I will find a magician."
Gu Yuanbai smiled, "I'm looking for it too."
Give up life and wait in place.
Gu Yuanbai said it nicely, but he never gave up in private.
He glanced at Xue Yuan sideways and hooked his lips. At this moment, he showed the young man's drive and provocation, "Master Xue, let's see who can find it first."
This tone of certainty to survive made Xue Yuan's tense brain relax for a moment, he let go of Gu Yuanbai's hand, and said "um" calmly.
Gu Yuanbai will live a hundred years.
The immortals agreed not to come and snatch him.
*
Xue Yuan was the only man who could be in charge in the Xue Mansion.
The two old and young ladies sent someone to ask if they wanted to come over to greet him, but Gu Yuanbai refused. As for the second son of Xue, when he knew that the Holy Master was in person, he had already shrunk into a quail, hiding in the room without daring to say a word.
Gu Yuanbai probably guessed the result that Xue Yuan would win. The reason why he agreed to the grace that Xue Yuan dared to ask for was just to know what Xue Yuan wanted to do.
Today is a rest day, and the emperor also has a day off. He didn't bring a single book for government affairs, but only a few books that he often read.
Xue Yuan took Gu Yuanbai to the courtyard for a walk. Gu Yuanbai accidentally saw a swing in Xue Yuan's courtyard that was not there when he came last time.
There were swept sawdust beside the stone table, Gu Yuanbai glanced at it, "You made this swing?"
"Well," Xue Yuan said bluntly, "The Sage is sitting on the swing, the minister is sitting on the stone table, and the minister wants to carve a villain for the Sage."
Gu Yuanbai was surprised, he actually walked over to the swing and sat down, "Did you make the wooden knife that you gave me last time?"
"Naturally," the corners of Xue Yuan's lips curled up, the big golden sword sat down, and the servants brought the dagger and wood, and in front of Gu Yuanbai seemed to play a trick knife unintentionally, saying, "The other ministers dare not Said, but in the field of knives, I haven't met anyone who can compare to ministers."
Gu Yuanbai realized something: "I've never heard of it."
Xue Yuan grinned, thinking that it would be strange if you had heard of it.
How could Xue Yuan be a carpenter? It wasn't because of the meticulous painting that Chu Wei once painted for the sage. A gentleman cannot learn the six arts, but playing with a knife is a must. Since Chu Wei can paint the sage, then he can carve the image of the sage.
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