Riding on the horse, the heat on Yiyan's face faded a little when the cold wind blew, and then his face became ugly. What did he just think of
Didn't you make up your mind to stop thinking about these blasphemous things? How could it become like this when someone was talking nonsense! He couldn't help but regret, he pulled his horse and wanted to stop and return to the barracks, but the soldiers guarding the gate had already seen his figure and hurried out of the way.
Seeing that the door was open, Yi Yan couldn't turn his head and left, biting his head and galloping into the house on horseback. After tying his beloved horse to the manger, he carefully patted the dust on his body and washed the stains off his hands. Only then did he settle down and walk towards the main courtyard.
In the room, Liang Feng is moxibustion. Now that the weather is not getting warmer, no matter how many charcoal fires are burned, it is easy to catch cold. Therefore, the needles fall on the acupoints of the legs and feet.
Taking off the brocade socks, he put a pair of thin ankles on the brocade pad, and Liang Feng served as Jiang Da Shi Ai. This time, Jiang Da still used the alternate method of hanging Ai and pecking. Applying Ai in this way will not leave scars, just faint red marks, which will disappear the next day.
However, this mild AI method also has some side effects, which is itching! Liang Feng's tolerance for enduring pain is quite high, but this itch like scratching the soles of his feet is a bit unbearable, and he often can't help but want to remove his calf to avoid Ai Zhu. Unexpectedly, such a simple moxibustion would cause problems, Jiang Da was also a little helpless, so he had to grab the opponent's ankle and be careful not to touch the skin with the moxa stick in his hand.
As they came and went, they both saw sweat on their heads. Seeing that he could not escape, Liang Feng had to cough dryly and said to Lvzhu, "Go to the kitchen and get some cakes."
Now is definitely not the time to use dim sum, but Luzhu still smiled and got up and walked out the door. Lang Jun is afraid of embarrassment, so he deliberately takes himself away, how can Luzhu not give him face
Seeing that Lvzhu left the room, Liang Feng moved slightly on the table before clearing his throat: "Jien, I always feel that something is wrong these days."
Ai Zhu in Jiang Da's hand stopped immediately, and asked nervously, "Where is the lord uncomfortable? But there is something wrong with the newly changed recipe?"
Liang Feng started taking the auxiliary medicine left by the imperial doctor two days ago. It would be bad if the medicine conflicted.
Liang Feng touched his nose: "It's not that. It's just... uh... lack of yang qi, insufficient kidney qi... "
He's been holding on to this for a long time. Since coming to this world, this body has been ill and crooked, not to mention other things, not even Chenbo once, which makes Liang Feng extremely uncomfortable. It stands to reason that the addictive drugs have been discontinued, and there should be a little improvement. Who knows that after eating venison a few times, there is no change. Now that the health care doctor is finally free, of course he has to ask a question.
When Jiang Da heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief: "If you are seriously ill, you should be like this."
Seeing that he bowed his head to give Ai again, Liang Feng couldn't help but ask in embarrassment, "Is there no way to cure it?"
"No wonder the lord ate so much horse meat and venison." Jiang Da's tone was a little unkind, "You should use caution when taking supplements, taking loose powder is easy to suffer from depletion and kidney damage, so you can only take care of it slowly. ."
"But Han Shi San has stopped for a long time..." Liang Feng was a little unwilling.
"It's not appropriate to take loose aphrodisiacs. Such chronic diseases should be treated slowly from the root." Jiang Da kept his hands and applied Ai again.
Liang Feng: "..."
He really forgot that Hanshi Powder also has aphrodisiac effects. Could it be that the original owner's health has always been bad, so he used Hanshi Powder as a little blue pill? Not to mention, such a big mansion doesn't even have a concubine's room, and the maid serving is a yellow-haired girl like Green Bamboo that hasn't grown. As far as the original owner's net worth is concerned, it's really either perverted or impotent!
For a time, Liang Feng asked Cang Tian to be speechless. Could it be that he was too flamboyant and promiscuous, and was punished
Perhaps because he felt Liang Feng's depression, Jiang Da added: "There are also ways to take care of such hidden worries in the palace. The lord doesn't need to be impatient. After the toxins in the body are eliminated, he can recover. But before that, it is still abstinence. for good."
Is it all right? Liang Feng is also a good bed partner who attaches great importance to bed etiquette, how could he have the cheek to make the girl unhappy. That is a year or two, let it go.
Just thinking about it, Ai Zhu slid towards Zusanli, like a knee-jerk reflex, and his leg bounced involuntarily, trying to avoid it.
Mars almost stabbed the meat, Jiang Da was shocked: "My lord!"
"Next time, don't moxibustion on your legs, it's better on your back." Liang Feng couldn't help rubbing his leg sockets, which were extremely itchy.
"How can that be done?" Jiang Da was dumbfounded. It was the first time he had seen the lord so unreasonable after so long.
"Just let the green bamboo have more charcoal pots..."
The two were haggling, and Yiyan walked into the bedroom. Seeing the bare-legged and disheveled lord, and Jiang Da kneeling beside the bed, he only felt a buzzing sound in his head: "Lord!"
"Huh? Yiying is just in time for you to come. Help me hold down the lord!" Jiang Da has been in the military camp these days, and he can be considered to have some friendship with Yiyan. road.
Hearing this, Yi Yan realized that the moxa stick in his hand was Shi Ai? The lord never asked anyone to help him when he was treating a patient, so why should he hold it down? However, thinking in his mind, he had already stepped forward involuntarily and walked over.
The legs were very thin, thin and straight, as white as jade. Curled up on the dark soft couch, it tickles your throat. Yi Yan swallowed dryly and said softly, "My lord, this subordinate has offended you..."
As he spoke, he knelt down and, following Jiang Da's instructions, stretched out his hand to hold Liang Feng's knee socket and ankle, so that the calf was fixed on the couch. The skin in his hands was terribly slippery, and a thin layer was wrapped around the bones of the legs, and there was some softness in the jaggedness, like a cluster of flames licking in the palm of his hand. Makes him want to hold on tight, and let go.
Ai Zhu roamed the delicate skin, and clicked on the acupuncture points like a tongue, causing the skin below it to become red and sweaty. Whenever Ai Zhu approached, the skin on that thin calf would twitch for a while, and the rounded toes tightened slightly, as if trying to get out of his control. When he is far away, the texture will be soothed again, and he will softly lie under his palm, so cute and pity. Just looking at those legs, Yi Yan couldn't hear or see them, only his heartbeat was thumping like a drum.
Being held down, Liang Feng couldn't struggle any longer, he could only grit his teeth and endure the itch. This is not the kind of refreshing itch method that will make people laugh, but the itch that arises from the bottom of my heart and is so rubbed that people just want to kick it away, it almost seems to keep up with punishment. Who would have guessed that itchy flesh would grow on his legs? He didn't dare to say anything, he was crooked, trying to endure this situation with willpower.
After Ai finished the left leg and the right leg, it took a full quarter of an hour for the torture to end. Jiang Da breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay. In the future, once every five days, you can change the warm needle when the weather is warm."
"It's still Ai Bei." Liang Feng covered his face with his hands and replied weakly.
Yi Yan slowly let go of his hand, but did not get up immediately, but tensed his legs crampedly, half-bent over his body, and his face was full of red clouds. Thanks to Jiang Da and Liang Feng who were concentrating on talking about acupuncture, they didn't pay attention here. He secretly pressed his hands on his legs, and his fingers pinched his thighs with pain.
This is in front of the lord! Never lose your temper!
I kept saying this over and over in my heart, and I didn't know whether it was the strength of the pinching on the leg that played a role, or whether the self-admonition was more useful. When Luzhu walked into the house, carefully wiped off the sweat for Liang Feng, and put on the brocade socks, those strange reactions finally disappeared.
Taking two steps back, Yi Yan knelt and sat aside.
After finally dismissing Jiang Da, Liang Feng sat up from the couch. Things are really not going well today, but things have come to this point, and there is no point in thinking about it. Recuperate first, take care of it, and you will naturally have what you need.
Thinking of this, Liang Feng couldn't help sighing softly: "If there are flowers that can be folded straight, they must be folded, don't wait until there are no flowers to break the branches."
I don't understand the true meaning of the poem, but I saw that Liang Feng's face was not flushed yet, and Yi Yan looked away as if he were fleeing.
Turning his head to look straight and kneeling beside him, his mouth pursed tightly, and the two Yi Yan were still a little red, Liang Feng snorted: "Let's play Go today."
The military flag has changed less, and now Yi Yan has been able to draw a tie with him, and there is no pleasure in abuse of vegetables at all. Pingbai was seen as a joke, of course he wouldn't let this kid go, and he won two games in order to relieve his hatred.
Yi Yan nodded sullenly, and without saying much, knelt before the case.
Black and white chess pieces spread between the two, covering up those floating thoughts.
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"How many days will it take to get to Liang's Mansion?" The man with a frosty face sat on the wooden pier by the road. His face had not been washed for a long time, and it was all stained with dust, but he didn't care, and drank the cold water in his bag. , shivered from the cold.
"After the Taihangxing, we will be on the road in one day." The servant of the Liang residence who was sitting beside him handed over a piece of dry food and comforted him.
"Can you pass the level now?" He seemed unable to believe it, and asked again.
"Zile, since people have come from thousands of miles, they won't even be able to do these things badly." With the help of the guard, another man in coarse clothes carefully checked the luggage on the backs of the two horses, and said, "Thankfully, If I didn’t choose an ox cart, I’m afraid I won’t be able to go to Taixingxing.”
"You still said it! The book is short and half of the book is missing!" The man named Zile immediately became angry and shouted.
"You can steal half of it, it's already a good deal from my uncle." The other party snorted coldly.
"It's borrowed! I'll pay it back when I'm done sorting it out." Not feeling that he was doing anything wrong, the man hummed and bit the pancake in his hand, "As long as I print the book, these will be all over the place. It's okay to give it to your uncle!"
It was impossible to communicate, Liu Jian sighed and sat down on the side of the road. A thousand miles away, I just heard that my grandfather's book could be printed, so this kid ran over with a briefcase on his back. The junior brother from his hometown hadn't seen each other for a long time, and Bingzhou didn't know what it looked like. If he was sold, he would not be able to escape.
Can the Liang Mansion really help them print the manuscripts left by their grandfather? You and Zi Le can only count, what can they do when they arrive at Liang Mansion? Are you going to settle accounts
Looking calmly at the guards beside him, Liu Jian shook his head. Anyway, the Liang Mansion was able to send five people to escort them all the way from Qingzhou, which is full of sincerity. Another Tinghou, if he is a noble person who likes astrology, he might be able to fool him.
Alas, I don't know how Zi Le's junior brother told people, it's better not to make jokes.
Suppressing the worry in his heart, he also picked up the dry food and ate it one bite at a time.