Wish Junshou and Tianqi

Chapter 4
"how?"

Chu Shou took the thin blanket from Qing Feng, covered it on his lap, and asked casually.

"The princess's medicine was delivered in time, and the son is much better after taking the medicine."

Across the car curtain, Qing Feng's words were neither light nor serious, neither painful nor itchy, and seemed to have no emotion.

Chu Shou responded, and was quiet for a while, only the rumble of the wheels rolling on the bluestone slabs, suddenly as if remembering something, he got up and squatted in front of the car door, knocked softly: "Little guard, you are very kind to me!" Okay, I promise you, when I get back to the capital, I will help him... help your young master to take a good look at the doctor."

"Although my medical skills are not as superb as my senior brother's, I am very good at prescribing the right medicine. Guaranteed... Guarantee that the medicine will cure the disease."

Guaranteed to let your son learn to walk alone...

"My master is the famous doctor Miaochun...

Chu Shou suddenly remembered what he said three years ago to seal the case and not to diagnose. He slid down inexplicably, leaned against the cushion on the seat, and said in a muffled voice:
"Although I said three years ago that the case would not be diagnosed, your son is also my last patient. Well, this is not an exception."

"Did you hear that, little guard?"

Seeing that no one answered, Chu Shou opened the curtain, Qing Feng only nodded slightly, and kept moving the horse with his hand.

Chu Shou hesitated to speak, gently lowered the curtain, hugged his knees, looked at the small open window on the side wall of the carriage, the veil was stirring in the wind, and only the sound of horseshoes and shouts remained on the quiet street. The whistling wind.

Chu Shou looked fascinated, and stretched out his hand out of nowhere to touch the turbulent wind. His eyes moved down and he saw the protruding wrist bone. Rubbing, a little sleepy...

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Chu Shou fell into a drowsy sleep, and the horse was still running vigorously. Occasionally, there was the sound of the driver urging, stopping and going, and she seemed to be in a daze, until after noon, the noise outside It was only then that Chu Shou was completely brought back to reality.

She moved her sleepy leg, and it took a long time to recover from the slight tugging. She cried out in pain, "Wow, what are you doing?"

After pinching and hammering, it seemed that he had slowed down. Someone outside the carriage heard the movement. Qing Feng jumped down from the side rocks, knocked on the carriage, and said: "Princess, come down and rest."

Chu Shou got up, responded, straightened himself up, and bent out of the carriage. When he stepped on the carriage and looked around, he found that they had entered a bamboo forest, surrounded by bamboos and bamboos, and in front of them was a quiet river, crystal clear. , gurgling and flowing, like a copper bell ringing, or like a jade inlaid with a belt, and the weather is gloomy, with no rain or wind, quite cool.

"what--"

He stretched his waist a long time, his waist was a little sore from sitting in the carriage, so he turned his waist and hips along the way.

Seeing Shen Yike roasting something by the river, Chu Shou got out of the carriage and trotted over.

Those hidden hidden guards appeared here again, those who fed the horses fed the horses, those who rested and recuperated, each performed their duties, and none of them was idle.

"Master Shen? What are you baking?"

Chu Shou bent down, put his hands on his knees, and looked at Shen Yike with his head tilted. His shoes and socks were not straight, and his trouser legs were still a little wet. Maybe he just went into the water to catch fish.

"Master Shen, why do you have to go fishing in the water yourself?" Chu Shou followed him to find a stone and sat down, with tufts of skirts and gauze, the color of which matched the bamboo forest behind him.

Shen Yike twirled the wooden stick, sprinkled salt with his hands, and said: "The ones caught by yourself are delicious, and the princess will reward you and taste them?"

Chu Shou looked at the fish being handed over, and pressed down the hand that he wanted to reach out, frowned, leaned back, waved his hand and said, "Master Shen is of course the one who catches the fish for himself."

"Me, let's eat this." Chu Shou turned sideways and took out a bag of soft and glutinous pastries from the bamboo tube around his waist, held it up in front of Shen Yike and said, "Shun's offering to the heavenly officials this morning, Mr. Shen Come on?"

Shen Yike lowered his head and smiled, shook his head, turned around and gave the fish to Zhao Qinghuai who was sitting quietly, "Huai Niang, bring it to your lord."

Zhao Qinghuai took the grilled fish, gently put the fish meat into a small plate with his hand twisting the handkerchief, got up, and limped towards the back.

Chu Shou put down the pastry, propped up the stone under her body, turned around and followed Zhao Qinghuai's figure, before she could swallow it down, she was dressed in plain brocade and her black hair was like a waterfall, but the road was difficult, which ruined her beauty.

Song Yanqing's carriage was a little deeper in the bamboo forest. Although it was bumpy all morning, it was much better after all. His whole body had some blood, his complexion became rosy, and he also gained strength.

So he sat on the seat at will, leaning against the wall of the car, stepping on the shaft with one foot, dangling with the other, his robe was slightly moist and fluttering with the wind, his hair was still stubbornly tied through the silver crown and hung on the side of his neck, bowing low. With closed eyes, broken hair on the forehead and eyebrows, I don't know what he is playing with.

Zhao Qinghuai was holding a plate and walked through the vegetation to see this scene. The silhouette against the light outlines his figure, and the colorful bamboo shadows also perfectly fit the atmosphere like icing on the cake.

Although he suffered internal injuries and his knees were bruised, Zhao Qinghuai couldn't help but smile when he thought that if he could stay by such a man's side all the time, he would have no regrets in this life.

The admiration filled his heart, and the words flowed out of his mouth in a coquettish and uncontrollable tactful tone, "Master, Master Shen ordered the slave to bring the broiled fish."

Song Yanqing looked towards the sun on his own, and in his sight was a small knife in his hand. He wiped it again and again, and put it into the light to examine it carefully. He didn't care about anything, and responded casually: "Oh, put it there."

Zhao Qinghuai gently put it aside, greedy for this time, and continued: "My lord, this slave is really stupid. I didn't know that the princess would help us. I offended the princess and punished the slave to kneel all night. It should have been delivered earlier, but... "

As Zhao Qinghuai said, tears filled his eyes, and he seemed about to say something, as if he couldn't help himself, and he was almost speechless because of self-blame, "The broiled fish is also cold, and it spoiled the son's meal, it's a slave wrong."

As soon as the words fell, the big beads and small beads slipped from the tearful eyes like a line, and when the veil came on the stage, it seemed to be wiped off, and the faint tear stains really made me feel pity.

Song Yan listened to the weak sobbing, frowned slightly, clamped the knife between his fingers, and threw it forward with all his might, when the wind blew, the bamboo leaves fell, and the knife gave off a cold light in the air, stabbing one after another. After wearing a few bamboo leaves, the whistling stopped, and a few birds were startled not far away, and flew into the sky, creating a commotion.

Song Yanqing looked at her hand with satisfaction, and there was no movement behind her head. Zhao Qinghuai just wanted to say a few words of flattery, but Song Yanqing started the chatterbox: "You, go find it."

Zhao Qinghuai froze for a moment, her adoring eyes turned into sparkling warm hearts, she wiped away her tears, got up immediately, answered, lifted her skirt and walked over there.

Song Yanqing looked at her receding figure, and the frown calmed down, and then he folded his arms and closed his eyes to rest his mind, the sun was resting, it was the warm time.

After a while, there was a rustling sound from behind the carriage. Song Yanqing opened his eyes, reached back and took out the silver sword in the carriage, and held it in front of his chest. It happened to be placed across her neck and throat.

"Uh——" Chu Shou was forced to retreat by the sword, and quickly grabbed the carriage with his backhand, so as not to fall backwards and squat.

Song Yanqing squatted on the carriage, holding the sword in his hand, as if he knew that Chu Shou was behind him, and he didn't have any killing intentions, but just had a cold face, and he didn't look too easy to provoke.

The sword was just so casually swayed, and he looked at Chu Shou, who was pretending to be calm, from top to bottom, without saying a word.

"...Forgive me..." Chu Shou rested his index fingers on the sword and pressed it lightly. Song Yanqing put the sword back into the scabbard with all his strength, sat down again holding the sword, looked sideways at the sun over there, and stopped. care about her.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little stagnant. Seeing that Song Yanqing turned his head away and refused to talk to her, Chu Shou cautiously said, "How about...I'll cry for you too."

"If you don't speak...I'll just treat you..."

Chu Shou squatted down and pinched his own neck in a vigorous manner, and said pretentiously: "The princess's tiger skin was destroyed by that girl, and her eyebrows were almost burned off. She almost showed off my neck with that soft sword—— Shun’s sacrifice in the morning doesn’t even bother me…Young Master?”

Song Yan leaned on his forehead, his temples throbbed non-stop, he put down his silver sword heavily, jumped off the carriage, and stood in front of Chu Shou against the light.

Chu Shou raised his head and looked at the black shadow. The light and shadow were mixed, and he couldn't see the man's eyebrows clearly, but he felt a little uncomfortable because of the air-conditioning all over his body.

Song Yanqing squatted down and reached out to pinch her chin. For a moment, just looking at her face carefully, Chu Shou fell silent, feeling that this person had changed a lot.

"Heh..." Song Yanqing pulled the corners of his mouth reluctantly, but there was no smile in his eyes, the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, faintly red, his eyes were distant and indifferent, and he almost gritted his teeth and said: "Ruchuan—— Princess? Princess? Can you cry?"

As soon as the words fell, without giving her time to think, as he got up, Chu Shou was thrown aside, unable to stabilize his figure, and supported the ground with his hands. The sun was very strong, but the ground was wet. There was a throbbing pain in my heart.His nose was sore and his eyes became wet.

Chu Shou gritted his teeth, grasped the bamboo leaves, mud and rocks on the ground with his palms, and threw them to the neck of the man in front as if he had spotted them, and returned them to the ground along his clothes.

Song Yanqing stabilized his figure and stood there, clenched his fists tightly, without turning around.

Chu Shou got up from the ground with a chuckle, patted the dirt on his clothes loudly, and whispered after standing still: "Hmph, I can't cry? It's not like that beauty who can cry when she says it. See you pity..."

Before she finished speaking, an arrow whistled past Chu Shou's ear, brushing off a few black hairs, and before she could cry out in surprise, she lost her balance and fell backwards again.

Chu Shou lay down on the ground, sighed, he hadn't finished his prepared lines yet...Suddenly he didn't want to get up, the sky and clouds were surrounded by bamboo leaves above his head, it was much safer than standing up...

Seeing this situation, Song Yanqing sighed softly, dodged several swords flying in the same direction, approached Chu Shou, lifted her foot and kicked her calf, and said coldly: "Get up."

Chu Shou frowned, sat up furiously, raised his head, and said in disbelief, "You kicked me?"

Song Yan leaned on his forehead, felt a headache, didn't want to talk much, and directly reached out, pulled Chu Shou up, put his arms around her shoulders, grabbed both wrists with one hand, and walked towards the river while pulling. At that time, many hidden guards flew out from the left and right sides, and ran in the direction of the arrow in unison.

"Let go of me, you are the one they want to kill! Are you making me a human target?"

Chu Shou jumped up and down and struggled, his whole body leaned back and forth, almost squatting on the ground.

When he came to the river, Shen Yike had already got up and waited, as if he knew that this scene would happen, he stood there with his hands behind his back, with a slight smile in his eyes, as usual.

Song Yanqing shook her hand and pushed Chu Shou in front of Shen Yike. She staggered a few times, but was firmly supported by Shen Yike.

"What did I say to you?" Song Yanqing looked at Shen Yike coldly and asked.

Shen Yi raised his lips and smiled, and said helplessly, "She is the princess, what does the princess do, where is she going, how can I stop her?"

Chu Shou put his hips on his hips, frowned and nodded vigorously in agreement.

"good very good."

Song Yan nodded vigorously. Originally, he parked his carriage far away to catch those killers who were ambushing on the road. This road will not be safe. Instead of constantly disturbing people on the road, it is better to create an easy way for them. environment, it is better to catch everything in one go.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Qinghuai came first, and then a difficult princess Ruchuan came.

"Wait, Miss Zhao just now... seems to be walking in the direction the arrow came from..."

Chu Shou suddenly remembered that the two of them had come out, and that weak Miss Zhao was still in the bamboo forest.

Shen Yike and Song Yanqing exchanged glances, and Shen Yike stopped Chu Shou who wanted to enter the bamboo forest again: "There are secret guards from the Metropolitan Procuratorate to protect her, and the princess is delicate and expensive, so don't take any more risks."

What is said is that the princess, you are going in to add chaos to the hidden guards, one Zhao Qinghuai is enough.

"Yo? How could the princess care about me so much?"

The intact Zhao Qinghuai appeared behind them with a knife in his hand. Hearing the sound, they turned around.

Chu Shou looked her up and down. Her clothes were neat and tidy. It seemed that there was nothing unusual. She even held a few delicate flowers in her hands. She smiled and said, "Miss Zhao? Why did you come from there?"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Qinghuai directly skipped over Chu Shou, and said to Song Yanqing with a smile on his face: "My lord, I have found your knife."

Chu Shou hooked his lips: Wang Defa...

(End of this chapter)