: Life and Death (3)

His voice was not high, and it was very light, like a rustling snow, falling lightly on the plum branch, with a trace of clear frost, the frost was not cold, and drove away the heat. It has a gentle comfort, a touch of coolness, a touch of warmth.
Yun Qianyue's fingers moved, and he didn't speak, but the darkened eyebrows were loosened.
Rong Feng sat by the bed and held Yun Qiangyue's other hand. Break her curled fingers apart. He took some cool fingertips and gently brushed the mark of her palm. A moment, it seems to have a stable taste.
Yun Qingyue's breathing gradually became smooth and even, her tight frowns spread, and her faintness gradually faded.
"No matter how strong and tough you are, it's just a woman. How much is the burden that makes you so, Jing Shizi... How can you have the patience to make you suffer like this without paying attention?" Rong Feng sighed, his voice hardly heard. But in the quiet room his sigh kept turning around.
It seemed that after a long time, Ling Lian appeared in the room with a bowl of medicine, and saw Rong Feng staring gently at Yun Qiangyue. The kind of look and his identity as the prince of Wenbohou Mansion, Chaozhong upstart, Ministry of War The important performance of walking is very different in front of people. She has seen Rong Feng countless times, but he always seems to be indifferent, as calm and lofty as Qingxue, and now this expression is the expression of watching the beloved woman. But his expression is different from Jing Shizi, pure and free of semi-silk impurities and . She couldn't help her footsteps, and suddenly an unbearable thought rose in her heart.
Rong Feng noticed Ling Lian's footsteps, his face froze, and looked back at her, his tone softly, "Come on!"
"But the lady is fast asleep! Would you like to let her sleep for a while, this medicine...reheat?" Ling Lian asked tentatively.
"After reheating, there will be no medicine! Come on!" Rong Feng said.
Ling Lian nodded and walked to the bed with the medicine bowl. Seeing Rong Feng release Yun Qingyue's hand and hug her sleeping body in her arms, his movements came naturally, without any deliberate and tense and tense thoughts. Let her not help but admire, what kind of feelings can achieve Rong Feng Shizi like this? Including Jing Shizi, dyeing the little prince, and the seven princes, aren’t they?
Rong Feng took the medicine bowl from Ling Lian's hand and placed it on Yunqianyue's lips. He whispered to her: "Yue'er, drink the medicine first, then drink the medicine before going to sleep. You will get better soon."
Yun Qingyue seemed to be sleeping soundly after every move.
Rong Feng patted her again with the hand holding her and said softly, "Drink the medicine!"
Yun Qingyue was awakened, closed his eyes and not opened, and opened his mouth cleverly.
Rong Feng also pushed the medicine in the bowl into her mouth a little bit according to the earlier appearance, moving gently.
Half of a bowl of medicine was drunk, Yun Qingyue suddenly closed her mouth and frowned, "No, it's bitter!"
Rong Feng relaxed with a sigh of relief: "Knowing bitterness is conscious! Drink it all! After drinking, I will give you water and give you a piece of preserve."
"I want to eat sour plum!" Yun Qianyue mumbled with closed eyes.
"Okay, give you sour plum!" Rong Feng responded.
Yun Qianyue opened her mouth, frowning, and continued to drink the remaining half of the medicine. When Ling Lian heard that the young lady was going to eat sour plum, she ran out like a gust of wind.
It didn't take long for Yun Qianyue to finish the remaining half of the bowl of medicine. She spit out her tongue and returned her consciousness, complaining: "Rong Feng, what medicine did you give me? Too bitter!"
"I added a bit of sophora flavescens. You said that there is no taste in the mouth, not bitter, I will make you bitter." Rong Feng said.
"You deliberately! It's too bitter!" Yun Qingyue was thinking more than Sophora flavescens? There is obviously gentian, which is extremely bitter when used in medicine.
"Kushen and Gentian have both heat-clearing effects. The effect is good." Rong Feng smiled.
Yun Qianyue defaulted that she was too weak to talk, so she closed her mouth and stopped speaking.
Ling Lian returned with a jar at this time and handed it to Yun Qianyue. He said with joy: "Miss, the slave-servant has brought the plum. You have half of what you want to prove! You have been scared to death."
"It's been half a day?" Yun Qianyue opened her eyes, still a little blurry. A glance out of the window saw the gloomy weather. She frowned and asked, "Is the banquet in the house gone?"
"It's been a while!" Ling Lian said.
"Huh!" Yun Qianyue nodded. Thinking that there should be a rain soon.
Ling Lian picked up a sour plum and handed it to Yun Qingyue, and Yun Qingyue ate one. Suddenly the bitterness in her mouth went halfway, but she also half-acid her teeth. When Ling Lian was about to deliver the second one, she shook her head.
Ling Lian left the jar and took the empty bowl in Rong Feng's hand.
"Let you stay with you for a long time, right? I'm fine, you go home!" Yun Qianyue smiled at Rong Feng.
"You just took the medicine, and the effect of these two medicines is fierce. I'm afraid you can't stand it. Although it is better now, it is inevitable. I will accompany you here! Anyway, such weather does not need to do anything. "Rong Feng said.
Yun Qingyue nodded and did not insist. For Rong Feng, she didn't have to be polite. In front of Rong Feng, she was never relaxed. She asked: "How do you know that I have fever? Ling Lian has found you?"
Rong Feng put Yun Qianyue on the bed and lay down softly, saying: "Yan Qingran asked me to practice martial arts. Halfway through, the old prince of the Prince of Germany sent someone to call him back. I remembered today that Wang Yunfu was very happy In the day, it was not good to go back to the house without saying a word, and I came to the Yunwang Mansion again. When I walked to the door, I met your maidservant. When she saw me that you had a fever and got sick, it seemed very serious. Followed."
"Huh!" Yun Qianyue nodded.
"Sleep! I will accompany you." Rong Feng covered her with a quilt.
"Sleeping a little bit uncomfortable, do not want to sleep, muddy. You tell me a story! You can also read books." Yun Qingyue felt that someone was talking to her at this time, she felt very good. I don’t understand when I am so fragile. Perhaps from the years before my life, to the death of Xiaoqi, and finally she died herself, came to this world, the death of my mother, the brother’s departure, many things, already had her Overwhelmed. Now this nerve line collapsed all at once, so I became so ill when I was sick, and it was so fierce.
"Good! Then I will read to you!" Rong Feng said.
Yun Qianyue nodded.
Rong Feng stood up, walked over to the side of the bookcase, turned over, and found a folk story with anecdotes. Started to read Yun Qianyue from the first page. His voice was light and pure, like Qingxue, although he didn't have a strong voice, but it sounded comfortable.
Yun Qianyue closed her eyes and listened at ease, her mind gradually relaxed, and she couldn't help laughing when she heard interesting places.
After a while, the big raindrops outside crackled and fell, hitting the window, the bluestone brick on the ground, and the roof, making an extremely crisp sound, messy and scattered. After a while, the heavy rain became denser, and in an instant, the downpour fell. The crackling sound turned into a rattle. It looks like someone is standing in the sky and splashing down. People feel that Tianhe opened the gate. There was water, and the water was sent from heaven to the earth. Yun Qianyue looked out of the window, his expression a little dazed.
"Do you still want to hear it?" Rong Feng asked.
"Relax!" Yun Qianyue shook her head.
Rong Feng nodded and put down the book. At this moment, a large area of ​​light suddenly crossed the dark room, followed by a thunderous thunder, as if hitting the top of the head, even the house seemed to tremble.
Yun Qianyue frowned and shrank back into the quilt.
"Yue'er, are you afraid of big thunder?" Rong Jing sensitively noticed Yun Qingyue's subtle trembling.
Yun Qianyue shook his head to him, "I was scared when I was a kid, and I wasn't afraid anymore. Now such a big thunder reminds me of some things in the past, but it's just terrible."
Rong Feng nodded and did not continue to ask.
Both of them stopped talking and looked outside. It seemed that the water and sky were connected in a line, and the sky and the ground were all covered in pouring rain. The world is still in the rain.
For a long time, Yun Qianyue said: "Tiansheng has been drought for a long time in a row, and now this heavy rain comes in handy. Unfortunately, the rain is too heavy, I don't know if it will return. How many farmhouses have suffered. Those poor people The thatched house I live in may be worse. I hope the rain will stop soon!"
Yun Qianyue's words fell, and Rong Feng didn't speak. As she thought, he couldn't help but reveal a worried look.
"Yun Qianyue, you have mercy on the people of the world, and your heart is pure, why don't you pity me?" A low voice suddenly sounded outside the door, and then the door was pushed away from the outside, revealing a crescent-white figure. .
Yun Qingyue and Rong Feng were startled and looked at the door in unison.
I saw that Rong Jing was standing at the door, the crescent moon white robe was soaked, and there were water stains all over him, and he could even clearly see the water dripping down his forehead, and he was so lazy after pushing the door open Leaning on the door frame, it seemed to ignore the heavy rain outside and the body so wet that there was no body in a dry place. A pair of warm eyes looked straight at Yun Qingyue, feeling inexplicable emotions.
Yun Qianyue's face changed, and he rose from the bed to the ground, staggering, but still came to the door with the fastest speed, pulled Rongjing into the house, and angered him: "You are crazy Yet?"
Rong Jing was dragged into the house by Yun Qingyue, watching her nodding face with rage, "I'm crazy!"
"You..." Yun Qianyue breathed to his chest, watching him look like he was drowned, and if he had to scold for a while, he was in his throat.
"Yun Qianyue, I'm crazy!" Rong Jing looked at her and emphasized again.
Yun Qianyue wanted to reach out and slap this man to wake up the man. Now he could see how wet he was in the rain. Just reaching out and touching his body suddenly stopped, and instead reached out to pick up his clothes, and said angrily in his mouth: "You are a lunatic!"
Rong Jing looked at her movements and nodded affirmatively, "You are right, I am a lunatic!"