Doctor Censor's routine has always been good, but this time, he woke up as usual but couldn't get up.
His whole body was sore, and most of his body was tightly embraced by the people next to him, unable to move. Su Shiyu glanced at the ambiguous marks on his shoulders and chest, and silently pulled the quilt up a little more, covering him and Chu Mingyun tightly.
Xiwei morning light fell into the room through the window, Chu Mingyun still seemed to be sound asleep, buried his head in Su Shiyu's shoulder, half of his face was hidden in the shadows, his crow-colored hair was messy in front of his forehead, his eyebrows were quiet, and his warm breath was enough. It landed smoothly on the side of his neck.
Su Shiyu looked at him sideways, silent and focused.
After a long while, the corners of Chu Mingyun's lips suddenly twitched, "I can't wait any longer, Shiyu." He said in a low voice, but he didn't open his eyes yet, "Isn't it ready to kiss you after watching it for so long?"
Su Shiyu was stunned for a moment, Chu Mingyun opened his eyes and met his gaze, his eyes full of smiles, "Then let me do it." Without waiting for him to react, he kissed him, his lips and tongue were entangled, and the temperature gradually warmed up until he gasped. Su Shiyu pressed against Chu Mingyun's chest in time.
Chu Mingyun lightly licked the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue, and looked at him with a little dissatisfaction, "What's wrong?"
Su Shiyu eased his breath, "It's time to get up."
"What are you doing in such a hurry?" Chu Mingyun laughed, slipping his hand to his waist and pinching it, "You don't feel pain here anymore?"
Su Shiyu pulled his hand away when he felt the softness under his finger, "I will disembark after entering Huainan territory today. How long do you plan to stay?"
"It's not bad for a while." Chu Mingyun held his hand instead.
Su Shiyu smiled softly, "Don't you have breakfast?"
Chu Mingyun took his hand to the side of his face and rubbed it against his face. He heard the words and bit his lip. He tilted his head and stared at him.
This appearance is lining his bare shoulders and neck, and the crows are scattered on the plain and delicate complexion. Su Shiyu turned his face away and took a deep breath, feeling restless, pushing his head away, with gentle strength and firm attitude, "Get up."
Dressing and eating was another tossing, but fortunately, Chu Mingyun hadn't completely forgotten about the business. He played a few games of chess with Su Shiyu, and then he sat down a few times before the short and spread out the paper inkstone.
Su Shiyu knocked on the chess pieces, turned his head to study his handwriting carefully, sharp and powerful, read every word, and suddenly realized, "Are you writing a military book?"
"Yeah." Chu Mingyun replied, "It's the one that was given to Luo Xin before. Write it down first. If he used the strategy, it's easy to find out."
Su Shiyu nodded, still watching him write.
Chu Mingyun dipped his sleeves in ink, glanced at him, and said with a smile, "Have you read this book?"
"I've seen it before, and I still have some impressions."
"In the past?" Chu Mingyun raised his eyebrows slightly, "When you were fifteen years old when you fought against the Huns with your father?"
Su Shiyu narrowed his eyes slightly and replied lightly, "It was then."
"...Have you ever been to Liangzhou?" Chu Mingyun asked.
"It was the city of Liangzhou that my father sent me to conquer." Su Shiyu said, but seeing him nodding, he didn't want to ask any more, he hesitated for a while, but continued in a warm voice, "After the Xiongnu were defeated, Liangzhou was affected by Yuwen. Xiao's massacre city has become empty, but the corpses were ordered by the soldiers to be buried."
Chu Mingyun looked down at the rice paper, it was hard to tell whether he was happy or sad. He didn't stop writing, and after a while he suddenly said, "Is there really a woman hanging from the tower?"
Su Shiyu suddenly understood something, looked at him for a moment of silence, nodded and said, "Yes, even my father said that she was a strange woman, I wanted to try to find her family's bones, but unfortunately it took too long to recognize her appearance. , I had no choice but to bury her with my own hands."
"That's not bad." Chu Mingyun laughed, but his writing stopped for a while, the rich ink color slowly fainted on Bai Xuan, and after a while he couldn't help laughing, "I remember when I was a child I fought with my sister, every time She even threatened to hang me on the tower and beat me, but I didn't expect that the person who was hanged in the end would be her, and she deserved it."
It was understated to an almost casual tone. Su Shiyu couldn't help frowning, and said softly, "I still remember where the tomb stands. If you are interested, you can go and see her."
"It's a sure thing to show you my sister." Chu Mingyun raised his eyes to look at him, and smiled with a deep look, "But it's not yet time for me to see her."
The words are profound. Su Shiyu didn't ask any more questions, and with a faint smile, he retracted his gaze and dropped his fingers.
At dusk, Huafang arrived at the border of Huainan. They changed the main road and entered the country. Seeing that it was getting late, they decided to take a break in Fengtai County. Roughly estimated, there were only a few days left until Shouchun, the capital of Huainan.
The business in the inn was booming, Chu Mingyun put down the room money, glanced at the diners who were jokingly talking, and asked the shopkeeper, "Huainan didn't suffer from rebellion a few days ago, why are you still so lively here?"
"Guest officer, you also said it was a few days ago, isn't the turmoil all over now?" The shopkeeper smiled while collecting the money, "Thanks to King Xiling's good defense, the battle was fought on Shouchun's side. A few cities can't affect our Fengtai at all, who cares about it?"
Chu Mingyun frowned slightly and looked at Su Shiyu.
The shopkeeper raised his hand to greet the second running hall, "Come on, take the two guest officers over to the two rooms that are empty upstairs."
Su Shiyu opened the window and looked around, the night was low, the crescent moon was not yet full, the long street was brightly lit, and there were fishing boats singing in the distance.
Suddenly there was a soft knock on the door behind him, and the maid who was on the boat saw him open the door, knelt down and lowered her voice, "Young Master, please come down with me."
Su Shiyu glanced at the next room, and quietly closed the door and left.
A sloping tree covered most of the moonlight in the bluestone alley. The end of the alley was dark, but the candles were brightly lit in the hut. The other subordinates who had been waiting here all knelt down to salute.
There was a cage covered with black cloth on the table in the center of the room, and the faint and mournful sound of birds could be heard faintly. The maid stepped forward and pulled away the thick cloth, revealing the inconspicuous black feathered bird in the iron cage, with a bamboo messenger tube tied to her feet, and it was ramming irritably.
"This kind of specially raised bird is very clever. My subordinates have never seen it before. After intercepting it according to your son's instructions, you can't take down the letter. You don't dare to act without permission, so you have to ask your son to decide." The maid apologized.
"Why can't I take down the letter?" Su Shiyu asked.
"This bird seems to be able to distinguish people by smell. It will struggle when touched, and even peck at the letter when it is so impatient. The subordinates are really powerless."
Su Shiyu nodded, looked at the black feather bird for a moment, then opened the cage door and went in, the maid beside him hurriedly reminded, "Be careful, son, it pecks people really hard!"
Su Shiyu slowly approached, but just as he was about to pinch the bird's neck, the black feather bird suddenly stopped calling, tilted his head and rubbed his fingers obediently.
The others in the room were so frightened that they all knelt down, fearing that Su Shiyu would scold him, so he spoke first: "Young Master Mingcha, this subordinate has no intention of deceiving and bothering you! Recognized as the master…”
Su Shiyu subtly retracted his hand and sniffed his palms and robe sleeves. He didn't find any other smell, but suddenly thought of something. His fair face was almost blushing hard to catch, but he turned his attention and said calmly, "I I know, I don't blame you."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and got up.
He took off the secret letter on the black feather bird's feet, and the bird jumped along his arm to his shoulders, and seemed to call out twice.
The letter paper was unfolded, and it was in the familiar sharp handwriting. Su Shiyu read it slowly, his brows wrinkled a little, and the smile that often appeared on his face faded.
The maid uneasily speculated on his expression, only to feel how subtle but extremely complicated, and ultimately to no avail.
In the end, I just heard the young master put down the secret letter, and after a long time, he sighed softly, "... Langzi's ambition." It was also emotionally incomprehensible.
Su Shiyu mentioned the pen that was on the side, and the maid stepped forward to spread out the letter, and after thinking for a while, imitated Chu Mingyun's handwriting and put down the pen. He wrote the letter and stuffed it into the bamboo tube, then put the black feather bird back in the cage, and then turned his head and instructed: "After arranging it later, let it fly away, and no matter how you come and go in the future, intercept it and report it to me. "
"My subordinate understands."
There was a slight breeze in the middle of the night, and it sneaked into the casement along the white moonlight, and it was a little cold. Su Shiyu closed his eyes for a long time, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, he just listened to the sound outside the building.
Suddenly, a rustling sound was heard in the silence, and someone lifted the quilt and got in, hugging him. Su Shiyu was stunned for a moment, opened his eyes and faced Chu Mingyun's smiling eyes, the moonlight was as warm as a veil, the bright silver frost brushed his temples, dimly on his eyelashes, "... What's wrong?"
"I want to sleep with you." Chu Mingyun looked at him.
Su Shiyu was about to pull down his hand on his waist, "I have to travel tomorrow..."
"I don't do anything," Chu Mingyun added hurriedly, "Just hold you."
Su Shiyu paused and couldn't help but be confused, "Why?"
"I can't sleep myself." Chu Mingyun said honestly.
"Really?" Su Shiyu couldn't help laughing, "Then how did you sleep before?"
He frowned slightly and said in a lower voice, "I didn't fall asleep before, I always had nightmares, and I had to beware of the surroundings, so I couldn't rest easy."
Su Shiyu was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hand and pulled him to lie down on the pillow, "...What nightmare?"
Chu Mingyun frowned, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Dream about the Lantern Festival being salty, it's really unpalatable."
"..." Su Shiyu said, "Go back to your room."
Chu Mingyun laughed aloud, hugged him tightly against his forehead, his eyes were clear, "No." Seeing that Su Shiyu was about to speak again, he lowered his eyes and rubbed the side of Su Shiyu's face, with a strong smile, his breath touched Su Shiyu In the ear, "World-famous, world-famous..."
"Chu..."
"Brother Su." Chu Mingyun kissed his neck.
"..." He was stiff all over, his scalp tightened, he controlled and controlled again, and was extremely helpless, "Okay, I won't rush you."
Chu Mingyun smiled in a low voice, even the tight chest trembled slightly, after a while, it gradually turned into a long sigh, Fang Jiqing spoke in a very low voice: "I would dream that when I was fleeing from Liangzhou City, there were blood clots on the ground. And the meat ball, the soles of the boots slipped when I stepped on it, and I couldn’t run fast at all, but the cavalry behind them were still slashing and stamping, and they couldn’t slow down.”
Su Shiyu narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to hug him.
"There was a child who insisted on pulling on my sleeve, and it was a huge drag. I really wanted to kick her away," Chu Mingyun buried in Su Shiyu's arms, "then her head flew out and blood splashed several feet on me. All over, that hand is still hooked on my sleeve, it's really annoying, I have endured for so long, it's better to kick it away sooner."
"World Yu, I've never looked back." He tightened his arms around him and said in a low voice, "I've had that dream countless times, and I've never looked back once."
"Because I can't die, I have to live."
Su Shiyu was silent, his fingers slowly tightened, and it took a long time to loosen, and he touched his head.
Chu Mingyun raised his head from his arms, his eyebrows were deep, he looked at him for a long time, and smiled a little, "World Yu, every time you look at me, I really want to kiss you."
Su Shiyu looked at him without saying a word.
"Just a little bit." Chu Mingyun smiled with frowning eyes, leaned up and kissed him, closed his eyes and said, "Go to sleep."