The bright moon shines at night, and the cold dew is silent.
Li Changtian hurried to the west streets and alleys of the capital, and knocked on the door of Yanshu's mansion.
It was still the virtuous girl from yesterday who opened the door.
"Ah, it's you." The girl opened the door and smiled softly, "Yan Shu is awake today, follow me, and I will take you to see him."
Li Changtian took two deep breaths, followed the girl into the mansion, walked in the small courtyard, and suddenly said, "Miss, when did you come here?"
"Me?" The girl turned sideways, a little surprised why Li Changtian would ask such a question, "I've been here for half a month."
Li Changtian's face turned pale for a moment, he felt a sharp knife churning in his stomach, stabbing blood dripping out, then twisting into his lungs and chest, the pain made him hard to breathe.
"My lord, what's wrong with you?" The girl saw that something was wrong with Li Changtian.
Li Changtian shook his head: "Please bring me to meet Yan Shu."
"Okay." The girl brought Li Changtian to the front of the wing, and knocked lightly on the door.
"Please come in." Yan Shu's voice came from inside.
The girl opened the door and said to Yan Shu with a smile: "This is the young master who came to look for you yesterday and is here again today."
Yan Shu was originally sitting at the desk with a book in his hand, as if he was doing business and reading official documents, when he heard the door open, he stood up and said respectfully to the girl, "I'm sorry to trouble you."
"Don't bother, it's just a casual matter, then you talk, I'm busy." The girl smiled, turned around and left.
The moon set and insects sang, and the wing room fell silent for a moment.
In those days when he was stationed at the frontier and put his life on the bloody blade, Li Changtian had imagined countless times what it would be like for the two to meet again.
Several times Hunmeng shared with the king, but what I expected was this kind of news.
Li Changtian suddenly felt a little ridiculous.
For everything, for yourself.
Yan Shu looked at Li Changtian, his eyes were calm and unwavering, and then a little doubt overflowed, he frowned slightly, and pressed his temple with his right hand, as if he had some headaches.
Li Changtian's hands dropped to his sides, tightly clenched, he looked up at Yan Shu, his body was obviously trembling, but his voice was so calm that no emotion could be heard: "What? Didn't say a word?"
Yan Shu was taken aback: "You..." He hesitated for a moment, then asked again, "What do you want to see me for?"
Li Changtian smiled, mocking himself and sneering.
He suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Yan Shu's skirt unexpectedly, and pushed her down on the desk.
Yan Shu never expected that Li Changtian would make such an attack. Unprepared, he staggered, knocked against the desk, and fell to the ground.
The desk fell to the ground with a bang, and the books, pen holders and inkstones on it were scattered all over the place, making it a mess.
"You..." Yan Shu was sullen.
"Get up." Li Changtian stepped forward, grabbed the skirt of Yan Shu's chest, and roughly pulled him up.
Yan Shu stood still, frowning, and waved Li Changtian's hand away with one hand. Although he was made things difficult, he was not embarrassed.
There was a disagreement, and the two of them had already used a few moves close to each other, their fists and elbows collided, knocking over chairs and bookshelves.
Comparing swords to hidden weapons and light skills, Li Changtian may not be able to compare with Yan Shu, but he is really not afraid of anyone when he is close to him.
The space in the wing was narrow, and Yan Shu couldn't keep the distance and couldn't get the sword at once. After blocking the elbow, Li Changtian twisted his wrist and turned back to press against the wall.
Li Changtian held Yan Shu's hand tightly, pressed his shoulders against his back, and asked, "Are you married?"
The arm was twisted backwards, hurting the shoulder, Yan Shu frowned slightly in pain.
Li Changtian continued to ask, his words were agitated and he couldn't choose what to say: "Do you think I will die on the battlefield?"
"Oh no, it doesn't matter if you die or not, I've always been the one who co-authored it."
"That's right, you never said you liked me anyway."
As he spoke, Li Changtian's eyes turned red.
He didn't know what he was talking nonsense about, he didn't know what he was making a fuss about, and he didn't know which would reach his heart first, anger or sadness.
Half a month ago, he was lying in the remains of the corpse pile covered in blood, wondering if Yan Shu missed him.
But that day, Yan Shu was dressed in happy clothes, tall and tall, and got married in a happy manner.
Li Changtian originally thought that after going through life and death, there would be no barrier between the two of them.
But now, he was hit by reality.
"Yan Shu, I don't understand." Li Changtian's voice was trembling, it was no longer full of anger like the previous few sentences, only mourning, like a trapped animal whimpering, "Are you really unwilling to even give an explanation?"
Facing Li Changtian's voice of questioning, Yan Shu had a splitting headache, and it took him a long time to speak slowly: "I..."
However, he only said one word, and felt that Li Changtian suddenly relaxed.
The cold blade of the long sword touched Li Changtian's side neck, forcing him to let go of Yan Shu.
The girl who had left earlier came back when she heard the sound of fighting. She calmly held the three-foot green blade, quietly put the sword on Li Changtian's neck, and threatened in a cold voice: "Go away, or I will cut your neck off!" Throat."
Li Changtian stepped aside and didn't speak.
"Yan Shu, are you okay?" The girl clenched the hilt of her sword tightly, and while being vigilant about Li Changtian's movements, she walked up to Yan Shu and asked with concern.
Yan Shu was leaning against the wall, using his strength to barely stand. He bent over and put his hand on his forehead, showing pain, shook his head and nodded, not knowing what it meant.
"Are you Jackdaw's traitor to the party?" The girl looked at Li Changtian and asked.
"I'm not." Li Changtian replied calmly.
"Then what's the hatred between you and Yan Shu?" The girl frowned.
Li Changtian didn't respond. He looked at the girl who was protecting Yan Shu with her weak body, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the Bingdi lotus jade pendant hanging around her neck, and pulled it hard.
He used too much force, so that a deep red mark was drawn on his neck, which looked extremely painful, but Li Changtian didn't seem to feel the pain, and his face was expressionless.
He threw the jade pendant to Yan Shu and left without looking back.
Yan Shu failed to catch it in time, the jade pendant hit him and rolled to the ground again.
"Who the hell are you?! Ah? You're leaving now?!" The girl watched Li Changtian leave with a puzzled and shocked expression. She put away her sword and stepped forward to support Yan Shu, "Are you okay? Head hurts again? "
Yan Shu gritted his teeth and didn't speak. He leaned over to pick up the jade pendant with two stalks of lotus, held it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully. Looking at the word "Ping An" on the jade pendant, Yan Shu suddenly trembled, only feeling dizzy, tinnitus and vertigo.
He seemed to suddenly remember something, and all the blood on his face faded, turning pale and pale.
"Yan Shu? Are you okay? Come on, sit down and rest for a while." The girl wanted to help Yan Shu sit down.
Yan Shu shook his head, he clenched the jade pendant tightly, supported the wall, and ran out staggeringly, chasing after Li Changtian in the direction he left.
-
Li Changtian walked out of the mansion in a daze, and walked in the deserted streets.
It was late at night, and there was no one around, only the cool moon above my head for company.
As Li Changtian walked, he touched his strangled neck, and then stretched out his hand to hold his chest.
It hurts, damn it.
Li Changtian took a deep breath, but his eyes gradually turned red.
He put his hands on his eyes, trying to calm down the messy mood.
Suddenly, someone rushed over and hugged him tightly from behind.
Li Changtian was stunned.
There was the familiar scent of sandalwood and acacia on that man's body, and his warm embrace was the same as the temperature he had every time he hugged Li Changtian before.
He held his arms extremely tightly, as if he was afraid that Li Changtian would suddenly disappear.
"Changtian, I'm sorry." His voice was harsh and hoarse, trembling slightly, like a handful of yellow sand that had worn out the palm of his hand on the scorched land of the frontier, "I'm sorry."
Li Changtian's voice was also deep and hoarse, and he said, "Yan, you are already married, so what you say now is meaningless."
Yan Shu tightened his arms a little more, and shackled Li Changtian tightly in his arms.
He said: "Half a month ago, the emperor hoped that I could marry the third princess. In order to refuse, I claimed that I was already married. Who would have thought that the news would spread..."
Li Changtian: "... huh?"
"ah????!!!"
Given him three more brains, he would never have imagined that this would be the case.
Li Changtian turned around in Yan Shu's arms, and faced Yan Shu face to face, his eyes widened, and he asked, "Then what happened to that girl in your mansion?"
"She is a doctor, and heals my illnesses and wounds. We are both innocent, and the world can learn from each other!" Yan Shu said very anxiously, for fear that Li Changtian would not believe it.
"Treatment?" Li Changtian grasped the key point, "What kind of injury did you suffer?"
"On the day Shuofang attacked at night, his shoulder was injured." Yan Shu said.
"What?! Still not well? It's been four months, could it be because of Beidi's poison?" Li Changtian asked.
That was Yan Shu's injury for him.
Yan Shu nodded: "Changtian, Beidi's poison has not been resolved. I often forget people and things for a short time, and feel sleepy and drowsy. Just now, I just couldn't think of you all at once."
"Temporary amnesia?" Li Changtian seemed to have heard something incredible.
Yan Shu thought that Li Changtian didn't believe it, so he said hastily.
"Someone can testify for me!"
After finishing speaking, Yan Shu dragged Li Changtian to the mansion.
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A moment later, Yanshu's mansion.
In the messy wing room, furniture, documents, inkstones and inkstones were scattered all over the floor, making it a mess.
A chair was lifted up, and Li Changtian was sitting on the chair. Miss Zisu was bandaging his neck. She was extremely dexterous, and she was very familiar with the movements of applying medicine, and she knew that she had practiced medicine for many years.
"Oh, you told me that your name is Li Changtian, how can there be so many oolongs." Miss Zisu smiled, "If I knew you were Li Changtian, I would have let you into the mansion on the first day."
"You recognize me?" Li Changtian scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed when he thought of the mess he had made just now.
"I know it, how could I not know it." Girl Zisu lowered her head, rummaged through the paperwork, picked out a few pieces of tissue paper, and handed it to Li Changtian, "Here."
Li Changtian was about to take it and read it when Yan Shu who was at the side suddenly stepped forward and took the tissue paper without saying a word.
Li Changtian was stunned: "Huh?"
Miss Zisu smiled and said, "Oh? How can such a cool and cold person still be shy? Come on, come on, it's this one, not that one, I gave it wrong on purpose just now, hold it and hold it! Robbed!"
Yan Shu: "..."
Li Changtian took a look, and was surprised to see his name written all over the silk paper.
Some of the handwriting is neat, but some are crooked, as if they were written in a very bad state.
"When Yan Shu has a headache, he just writes your name, and he writes several sheets." Miss Zisu said.
"Headache?" Li Changtian raised his head.
"Yeah, the poison in his body is very troublesome." Girl Zisu spread out one hand and pointed her fingers one by one, "Drowsiness, short-term amnesia, and mental fatigue are all good, but I'm afraid he will have a headache. This time he hit his head against the wall in pain, and I knocked him out in fright!"
Li Changtian suddenly turned his head to look at Yan Shu.
Yan Shu said lightly, "It's not that exaggerated, it's just a slight pain."
"Yes, yes, yes, if you say it hurts slightly, then it hurts slightly." Miss Zisu didn't bother to argue, she pointed to Li Changtian's neck, "Your injury, you can't get wet until it heals, do you hear me?"
"I heard." Li Changtian nodded.
"Alright, Yan Shu, your medicine is ready. Put it on the fire in the firewood room to warm it. Remember to drink it. If there is nothing else, I will go back to the medical clinic first." Miss Zisu clapped her hands and said Dust that does not exist, with an expression on his face that the old lady can retire after success.
"You don't live here?" Li Changtian asked.
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he knew he had made a slip of the tongue.
Fortunately, Miss Zisu didn't blame him, instead she joked, "Why do I live here? There's only one wing in this shabby mansion, where can I live?"
Li Changtian scratched his head in embarrassment, blushing.
Yan Shu thanked him respectfully, and sent Miss Zisu out of the mansion and back to the clinic.
When Yan Shu returned to the wing room again, he saw that Li Changtian was tidying up. He helped up the fallen bookshelf, picked up the books one by one, blew away the dust, and carefully put them back on the bookshelf.
Li Changtian was concentrating on tidying up the mess when suddenly someone hugged him from behind and held him tightly in his arms.