"Awake? Do you feel any discomfort? The thought was interrupted as Yan Lingbin's eyes opened, and Zhou Shaoyu sat on the edge of the bed and held Yan Lingbin's outstretched hand.

"Zhou Langjun, help me up and go over there." Yan Lingbin said weakly.

Zhou Shaoyu looked at it, knowing that she was worth the dresser, hesitated, and said, "It's better not to be reluctant." ”

Yan Lingbin didn't speak, and looked at Zhou Shaoyu with a bit of stubbornness.

With a light sigh, Zhou Shaoyu surrendered and helped Yan Lingbin to sit down in front of the dresser.

"It's ugly, it's not good-looking." Yan Lingbin was very depressed in the bronze mirror. I opened a small box and wanted to freshen up, but unfortunately my trembling hands were not so obedient.

"I'll do it." Zhou Shaoyu smiled and took the initiative to take over, and his movements were skillful.

Yan Lingbin didn't refuse, and after a while, he said, "Zhou Langjun has a wife and concubine in his family." ”

"Well, there is." Zhou Shaoyu did not deny it. "Don't think about it, don't say anything to drive me away, they won't blame, I'm still waiting to take you back, they are all excellent women, and they will definitely become good sisters."

The words were blocked, and Yan Lingbin didn't know what to say, but he didn't want to be too ugly in front of Zhou Shaoyu.

Combing hair, thrushes, lip points, and blushing are probably not so complicated, and naturally they are not as unique as the Tang Dynasty.

"It's good-looking, but it's still beautiful."

"Zhou Langjun, the slave wants to go out."

"Where are you going?"

"Please come back."

"Okay."

Zhou Shaoyu is a little into the play, at this moment she forgets that she can take Yan Lingbin away, but when she is really about to come to the end of her life, there is nothing to ask for.

Even walking, it is a difficult thing for Yan Lingbin. Zhou Shaoyu prepared the carriage and carried Yan Lingbin out on his back, and then slowed down and slowly walked to the temple.

Nowadays, there are many temples in Chang'an, but if they are the most famous, there are only four.

Thirty years ago, Tang Wuzong destroyed the Buddha, there are only four left in the whole Chang'an, the east of Zhuque Street is left with mercy and blessing, and the west of Zhuque Street is left with Ximing and solemnity, and what is ready to go at this moment is the recommended blessing temple among them, even if this temple is still preserved in later generations.

Those who came to burn incense and worship the Buddha basically had some identities, Zhou Shaoyu appeared with Yan Lingbin behind his back, and was naturally recognized, and there were few whispers, Zhou Shaoyu didn't care, he burned incense and drew lots behind Yan Lingbin's back, and then invited a Bodhisattva.

Yan Lingbin, who drew a sign on it, was obviously in a good mood, and when he returned to the house, he immediately burned incense and knelt down again, and drove Zhou Shaoyu out of the house temporarily.

"In this life, I will forgive my disciple for being selfish, and let my disciple live for a few more months...... May in the next life, for Zhou Langjun's life of peace and prosperity......"

Zhou Shaoyu had a complicated heart, but she quickly cleaned up her mood, and treated her as if she had never heard it.

It was a day, a morning, and the sun was rarely shining.

The charcoal fire in the house was booming, the windows were wide open, and the courtyard outside was a thick layer of snow, Yan Lingbin was half-lying on the bed, listening to Zhou Shaoyu's weird or deviant stories.

These days, Yan Lingbin's health is not good or bad, but he has survived most of the winter, Zhou Shaoyu estimated that his supplements should be effective, although there is a suspicion of hanging, but no one is still alive.

Of course, a better attitude must also have a credit.

Anyway, Zhou Shaoyu felt that if he was dying, but suddenly a beautiful girl would take care of her wholeheartedly, and other emotions would not be mentioned for the time being, but her heart would definitely be moved and warm.

After a story was told, Yan Lingbin pursed his lips and whispered in embarrassment: "Zhou Langjun, slave...... Slave ......"

Zhou Shaoyu instantly understood, laughed, and didn't speak, stepped forward to pick it up, lifted the curtain behind the bed, and put it on the gong bucket to sit down, well, for convenience, Zhou Shaoyu also made a small transformation, which was about the same as the toilet in later generations.

In fact, don't underestimate the wisdom of the ancients, later generations were influenced by film and television dramas, the so-called Gong bucket is basically a round wooden barrel, and it seems to be not small. So here's the problem, if it's convenient to solve it in this bucket, cough cough, let's say there is a lot of urine in it, and you have a big one, it's not going to splash around!

Therefore, there is generally a bedpan, which is filled with a lot of ash, anyway, all the ashes are made, and they can be buried after the whole is finished, just like sweeping in the countryside in later generations, first laying a layer of ash, and then cleaning, which is the same reason.

Of course, in ancient times, there would not be such a whole thing in the house.

Leave some paper towels, anyway, Zhou Shaoyu can't stand the toilet chips made of bamboo chips, that is, wiping filth. At first, it was said to be a luxury, but after a long time, not everyone got used to it.

To avoid embarrassment, it is still the same old rule, Zhou Shaoyu will still leave the bedroom for the time being.

In fact, there are not many little secrets to take care of it to this point, but as a woman's reserve, of course, she still can't let go, after all, this matter is also a lot of embarrassment.

When he heard the call, Zhou Shaoyu entered the house, picked up Yan Lingbin, who was already fluttering, again, and was about to put him on the bed again, but he didn't think that Yan Lingbin suddenly said: "Already, it's already a little tasteful." ”

"Okay, I'll go boil water." Zhou Shaoyu understood.

With Yan Lingbin's condition, it is impossible to take a bath by himself, and the relationship between the two of them has not reached that point, so it is naturally impossible to do it for him, these days, it is basically Zhou Shaoyu who takes the hot water, and Yan Lingbin tries his best to scrub it, of course, the effect is definitely not very good, that is, it is stronger than not cleaning.

"Wait."

"Huh?"

"Slave, slave wants to take a soak."

This is a little tangled, Yan Lingbin can't even stand steadily, how to get into the bath, you can't go clubbing with clothes on, besides, even if you soak like this, what about after soaking? Don't you need to change your clothes?

"Well, then I'll go and get the maid." Zhou Shaoyu thought about it, and there was only this way.

"No, no, slave, slave ......" Yan Lingbin secretly scolded the nerd in his heart, but he couldn't open his mouth.

Zhou Shaoyu blinked, a little understood, what does this mean, let me come?

Soak in the bath, in ancient times, this was called fragrant soup, of course, pure hot water that must not be called that, the traditional fragrant soup, is the potion decocted with Chinese medicine Peilan, the smell is fragrant and fragrant, it has the effect of relieving heat and dampness, awakening and refreshing the brain.

But at this moment, Zhou Shaoyu is not preparing this, medicinal bath or something, Zhou Shaoyu is quite familiar, every time he fights the various medicinal materials that are traded in Meishanzhai, they are not less consumed by their own sisters, they are basically used as medicinal baths, this thing is about to be played by them, and it is difficult for Zhou Shaoyu to be unfamiliar with it.

It takes some time to boil hot water, so Zhou Shaoyu hurriedly went out to buy some medicinal materials, which are generally based on detoxification and dissipation of cold, strengthening the spleen and heart, and invigorating blood circulation.

It doesn't matter if it's useful or not, let's give it a try, and by the way, I took out a complete bouquet from the space, plucked the petals and threw them into the bathtub.

The doors and windows were closed, Yan Lingbin was a little shy, his cheeks were a little ruddy, and he didn't dare to see people with his head down, which made Zhou Shaoyu a little nervous, and his undressed hands trembled slightly.

When Yan Lingbin was held in his arms, Zhou Shaoyu's eyes were a little afraid to float.

"Let's try to see if the water temperature is right." At the side of the bathtub, Zhou Shaoyu didn't forget to let Yan Lingbin test the water temperature first. The latter reached out and nodded slightly.

It's just that I suddenly found that it's not good to put it down, if Yan Lingbin's body bones are normal, how to put it down, but the bath bucket is not small, and it also has a certain height.

Biting his lip, he kicked off his shoes and stepped straight into them, and then gently put them down.

The fragrant soup covered his body, and there were petals to cover it, leaving only his head outside, Yan Lingbin was obviously not so shy, looked at Zhou Shaoyu, who was wet for most of his body, opened his mouth and was embarrassed to say, and finally beckoned, and did not say it explicitly.

Zhou Shaoyu shook his head, although the bath bucket is not small, but the two of them are obviously still crowded, why bother soaking so hard, to be honest, Zhou Shaoyu really doesn't have much unusual thoughts, after all, everyone is in this state, and to put it mildly, skinny may be a bit exaggerated, but it is almost the same.

"Isn't the slave getting more ugly?" Yan Lingbin is very unconfident, after all, it is still the Tang Dynasty, and being thin like this is basically not in line with the current aesthetics.

"Well, there's a word called skinny beauty." Zhou Shaoyu was relieved, stretched out his hand to massage his head and rub his shoulders.

"There is no better man than Zhou Langjun at this time." Yan Lingbin said again.

"Oh? How good is it? ”

"Well, it's all great."

"What a perfunctory statement."

"No, the biggest luck in the slave's life is that he met Zhou Langjun."

"Then why don't you remove the word Jun?"

"Well, I haven't passed the door yet."

"But it's all gone."

"Ascend to the disciples."

"I didn't take the initiative."

"Isn't it possible to look down on slaves because of this?"

"How so."

"Zhou Lang ......"

"Huh? That's it? Uh-huh, glad I'm here. ”

"Otherwise, I will have a slave."

"Come less, why bother in this state, it is good to be born and raised. Don't think about messing around. ”

"Oh...... I was rejected. ”

Looking at Yan Lingbin's pretending to be aggrieved, Zhou Shaoyu couldn't cry or laugh.

wiped clean and dressed, and let Yan Lingbin lie on the bed horizontally, with his neck on his thigh, and a basin with hot water on the side.

"The quilt smells too."

"Okay, that's it."

So I had to put Yan Lingbin aside for a while and began to change the bedding.

Looking at Zhou Shaoyu's busy figure, Yan Lingbin's heart was sweet, and he naturally knew that this made him feel sorry in his heart, but he just wanted to make him small, he couldn't help it, and he felt very warm.

"Zhou Lang."

"Huh?"

"The slave wants to build a snowman."

"This really doesn't work, why don't you sit by the window, you command, and I'll pile it up?"

"Okay."

So all kinds of blind commands, Zhou Shaoyu also pretended to be in a hurry, provoking people to cover their mouths and be happy, no matter what, the two snowmen snuggled together were finally completed.

"I'm very happy, but I'm a little sleepy." Soft in Zhou Shaoyu's arms, looking at the snowman in the courtyard with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, Yan Lingbin said softly.

"It's a good place to rest over there, and then eat when you wake up." As he spoke, he was about to hug Yan Lingbin and get up. I didn't think about it, but I was pulled by the sleeves to prevent me from moving, I understood what it meant, took a blanket and wrapped it, and said with a smile: "Continue to rest over there." ”

Yan Lingbin's body is very light now, and she has never slept for long, so she won't have much difficulty, holding it with one hand, taking out a book to pass the time.

Obviously, after today, the relationship between the two has become more intimate, and Yan Lingbin no longer shies away from anything.

Winter goes to spring, the earth warms up, and Yan Lingbin, who has finally survived the cold winter, looks much better, but the root is empty, everything is just an illusion, and after a few months, what should come will still come.

The war of the imperial court to suppress the rebellion was very unsmooth, and the public's attention finally turned here, so that no one knew that Yan Lingbin had finally redeemed himself. Yan Lingbin's worth is indeed very high, but it also depends on when, you can still earn a little money as soon as possible, otherwise you will have to pay for the funeral when the time comes.

Although in the eyes of outsiders, Yan Lingbin has died for a short time, most Qinglou women still can't hide their envy, and it is not in vain to find true love at the end of their lives, unlike them, I don't know what tomorrow will be. In a farewell sound, Yan Lingbin was carried into the carriage and finally left Chang'an.

The situation may be chaotic, but the country is always beautiful, and the flowers and birds on both sides of the mountains are singing, which makes people feel happy unconsciously.

Of course, Zhou Shaoyu will not go east stupidly, the war has burned into Henan, and the army may not be able to touch it, but some unruly homeless people can say for sure, although they are not afraid, they have nothing to do with that trouble.

I thought that as famous as Yan Lingbin, the private collection of the small treasury should not be too small, but I never thought that it was really poor enough, and the gold and silver jewelry was messy and only three small boxes, which was far worse than Gu Hengbo at the beginning, and the small treasury was called more than one.

I picked out the poems, calligraphy and paintings that I didn't want to leave behind, and brought two big boxes, and I was drunk when I thought about it. Anyway, according to Zhou Shaoyu's thoughts, there were few famous literati in the Tang Dynasty at this time. But since people like it, bring it.

Half a year is approaching, take a tour of the mountains and rivers, unload the carriage and release the horses, and return to the ......

Suddenly returned to the cold weather, Yan Lingbin was not adaptable, but in the end, the body bones are no problem, but long-term weakness, and it still needs to be raised for a period of time to be really healthy, at least how long the meat comes back, what is the weight loss.

For Yan Lingbin, surprises are inevitable, but some small grievances are inevitable, but it is also an indisputable fact that he can't untie his clothes, and he is still reluctant to let go.

It's just that Sun Caiwei is a little inexplicable, didn't she say that she went out for a few days to find talents? The result? Is this the talent you're bringing back?

Well? Not right either!

Thinking of the full ability of those girls of the Zhou family, Sun Caiwei felt that Yan Lingbin would definitely not be as simple as it seemed.

Zhou Shaoyu knew that Sun Caiwei must be a little suspicious, but no matter what, he would not be so big as to guess the truth directly, and he would definitely not keep it hidden, he was going to have a showdown after all, depending on the timing, he couldn't let Sun Caiwei know, but Feng Ji was still in the dark.

(End of chapter)