It was already evening when Chu Yunsheng returned to the barracks.

The distant mountains were enveloped in dark blue smoke, dazzling the light and shadow of different shades of sun and twilight.

A group of soldiers who were in charge of patrol lit the fire, dispelling the darkness that gradually came from the deep mountains.

The horses were led away by the guards, and Chu Yunsheng passed the school grounds from outside the fence, his dark clothes melted into the shadows under the firelight.

He glanced inward through the dim light, and soon found the familiar figure.

The little emperor was standing in the corner of the queue, practicing boxing with the centurion on the high platform.

It was only ten days and a half months, but this little brat who was trapped in the nest seemed to be completely different.

The expression on his dark face painted with the potion was a little blurry, but unexpectedly revealed some sharp and firm edges and corners. The stature is still as slender, but the meaning of thinness has retreated a little, adding a bit of strength and flexibility. The usual vain steps are also steady, down-to-earth, wash away the youthful youth, and have so many meanings like bamboo and pine.

The weak arm fights this hard boxing technique, and finally brings a cold and suffocating aura.

If Zang Feng has been hiding for a long time, he often forgets what is sharp. Forbearance is too much, it will always make the mind difficult to discern.

Chu Yunsheng didn't want his little brat to be forced into extreme paranoia.

Standing in a corner where no one was paying attention, Chu Yunsheng's gaze could not be said to converge or hide.

After watching the little emperor's boxing skills from top to bottom, he finally relieved some of the dryness in his chest.

When the centurion on the stage gave orders and re-formed to squat, Chu Yunsheng quietly left the school grounds just like when he came.

In the handsome tent, Di Yan had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Chu Yunsheng coming in, he suddenly showed an indescribable expression: "My lord..."

As Chu Yunsheng's confidant, who handled most of Chu Yunsheng's plans, Di Yan had already vaguely guessed some of his own prince's thoughts. His habitual loyalty made him not know what to say. After hesitating for a long time, he took out an oiled paper bag in his arms.

Chu Yunsheng took off his cloak, opened the oiled paper bag and glanced at it. It was some very fine white powder: "That prince sold it?"

Di Yan nodded: "The inn seems to be calm these days, but in fact, everyone has been there. It seems that the family intends to join forces with Da Zhou."

With that said, Di Yan took out the latest intelligence information and handed it to Chu Yunsheng.

Chu Yunsheng can be regarded as trusting Di Yan, but in his role, he is destined to be unable to really trust anyone, so his source of information is not only the palace. Chu Yunsheng had read the information on the table many times, and they were similar.

He flipped through it casually and said, "The Eighth Prince sold this thing to the family, but it doesn't mean that Da Zhou wants to join forces with the family, nor does it mean that the family wants to form an alliance with Da Zhou."

"Just using each other."

Chu Yunsheng picked up a little powder in the oiled paper bag, and sniffed it a little to the tip of his nose. There was no obvious smell. It was said that it was a special product of Dazhou and was highly poisonous.

Those who use each other on both sides will definitely not trust each other, so the effect of this package of medicine is not important. What is important is that Xu Yuxuan gave the family a handle, and the family also gave Xu Yuxuan a secret.

"However, before the end, how can you know who is taking advantage of whom?" Chu Yunsheng laughed, "Where did this medicine come from, send it back. It's time to rehearse this play to lead snakes out of holes and kill people with knives. "

Di Yan nodded, put away the oiled paper bag according to his words, and said: "Besides, Wang Ye, there have been many changes in the Zhenbei General's Mansion recently. Bei Hanfeng and the family have been in contact many times..."

Saying this, he felt more and more that the road that his prince took was a cliff that was even more difficult than killing emperors and ascending the throne. When he looked around, he was unknowingly already beleaguered and imprisoned.

"And the folks in the past two days...the rumors are flying, they are all sour scholars..."

Di Yan looked at Chu Yunsheng's face carefully.

But Chu Yunsheng didn't care. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Is there anything I don't dare to say? It's nothing more than poking at the king's spine and scolding traitors. It's no big deal."

"Actually, if you want to fight this battle, you can continue to fight. But this king is not a gentleman, but a villain." Chu Yun whispered, "A gentleman promises a lot of money, and a villain is capricious."

Di Yan was stunned for a moment, as if he understood something, and then continued to report on the information and barracks of the parties in the past few days.

"Your Majesty has no other thoughts, but he is really practicing like those wealthy dudes. He even picked three people in the competition two days ago. Although those three are only recruits, His Majesty's body and bones seem to be much healthier... Wangye The bedding that I explained, my subordinates have smoked it every day, and it has not been found by His Majesty..."

Di Yan chatted and sorted out the books for Chu Yunsheng. He had the potential of a mother.

Chu Yunsheng looked at the map hanging on the wall and was about to interrupt Di Yan when he heard a cold and hoarse voice from outside the tent: "General, your dinner."

As soon as Di Yan's voice was cut off, he saw his lord's cold and quiet face that was not at all angry suddenly became vivid, his drooping eyelids were slightly lifted, and a faint smile could not be concealed.

At this moment, Di Yanfu was in his heart, and he was enlightened immediately—no wonder, no wonder—after returning from the border, everything the Regent did, seemed to have the truth in an instant.

It is indeed outrageous and outrageous!

Di Yan was shocked.

Under the gesture of Chu Yunsheng's eyes, he lowered his expression and quickly walked over to raise the curtain: "Come in."

Seeing the little emperor with his head lowered and his face dark and simple like a soldier entering the camp, Di Yan felt inexplicably that the scene resembled an old fox tricking a rabbit into the nest.

In his heart, he didn't know whether to sigh for the prince who dug his own grave, or to worry about the ignorant little emperor. He was still a little dazed when he walked out of the tent, and he only had time to say "Don't disturb the general", and then he wandered away. .

As walked, thought, it seems that the rumors are not completely unbelievable. The erotic pictures of the regent, the emperor, the prisoner, and Ye Ye Shengge are quite realistic...

Chu Yunsheng didn't know what kind of rubbish his subordinates had stuffed in their minds. Since he came in from Lu Fenglou, he turned his attention to the little emperor.

The things on the table were already cleaned up, and Lu Fenglou came in with the food box, then took out all the food and put it on the table.

It is said to be dinner, but in fact, it is nothing special compared with the big pot meals of other soldiers. A bowl of hot soup with floating vegetable leaves, four steamed buns, only half a warm pumpkin more than Lu Fenglou's dinner.

Lu Fenglou was also stunned when he saw the appearance of this dinner, and subconsciously raised his eyes and glanced at Chu Yunsheng.

Seeing the look in his eyes, Chu Yunsheng smiled: "This look... what do you think it will be?"

He picked up the water scoop, washed his hands with biting cold water, wiped it dry, picked up the half of the steamed pumpkin, broke off a piece and handed it to Lu Fenglou.

Lu Fenglou glanced at him again, did not refuse, took it over and ate slowly.

Even after staying in the barracks for half a month, the royal nobleness in his bones has not been completely worn away. He eats much faster, but he still pays attention to his manners and never gulps rudely.

Seeing that he had finished eating, Chu Yunsheng handed him the remaining pumpkin and picked up a faintly black steamed bun.

Lu Fenglou didn't pick up the half of the pumpkin, but turned to look at Chu Yunsheng, and said lightly, "Did you sign on that piece of paper?"

Chu Yunsheng drank the tasteless vegetable soup and said nothing.

Lu Fenglou stared at the half of his face that was obscure under the shadow of the lamp. His sharp eyes were like sharp swords, slashing down from Chu Yunsheng's tired brows covered in the snow and falling on his cold and straight face. On the bridge of the nose, on the thin pursed lips.

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"It's not like you at all, teacher." Lu Fenglou's tone was very light, not like his eyes at all.

His tone is as cold as jade, and when it is lowered, it will bring out some hoarseness and laziness, and the end sound is inadvertently provoked, like a hook, hooking out a bit of sadness and sweetness.

Chu Yunsheng felt that the tone was extremely familiar, as if he had heard it many times before.

When this tone sounded, the person must be very close to him, so close that his breath was entangled, and a slight lip could contain something soft and warm. And in this softness, it must be full of secret and dangerous ambiguity.

In just a short moment, some fragments flashed in Chu Yunsheng's mind.

But before he could think about it, Lu Fenglou's voice so close at hand said again: "New Year's Eve is almost here, teacher. The state banquet on New Year's Eve, the teacher is not going to have a banquet for me, right?"

Chu Yunsheng returned to his senses and handed the soup to Lu Fenglou: "After Laba, I will take you back to the palace."

Hearing this, Lu Fenglou raised his brows and smiled. He didn't take the soup. Instead, he lowered his head slightly, took a sip slowly with Chu Yunsheng's hand, and commented, "It's a little cold."

Chu Yunsheng didn't care, he picked it up and drank it. Seeing that Lu Fenglou had packed up the food box and was about to leave, he took out another token and threw it to him: "Come over tonight."

Lu Fenglou was startled.

Chu Yun said: "I have drank the medicine for recuperation, and I have practiced what should be practiced these days. At night, I will help you to get rid of the cold."

If it wasn't for Chu Yun's voice, Lu Fenglou would have forgotten about it.

Thinking of his own dark disease, he pondered for a moment, and stuffed the token of the night pass into his waist.

Chu Yunsheng had never forgotten about promising to treat the little emperor for a hidden illness.

The decoctions that were taken in the palace at the beginning were only for recuperating and urging hair, and they were not considered real treatment. Chu Yunsheng took Lu Fenglou's pulse, and felt that the little emperor's body was too weak, so he sent him to the barracks with the intention of grinding his physique.

Now that the time is almost up, and the treatment of the disease cannot be delayed, Chu Yunsheng calmed down, and then found out a set of golden needles made by someone a few days ago, and cleaned it up.

Then added a few more charcoal basin heaters in the tent, which made the tent hot.

Hot water was also prepared, and the soldiers guarding the handsome tent were also supported farther away.

In the middle of the night, when Lu Fenglou arrived at the handsome tent for the second time, he was taken aback by the warm scene of the red candle tent. He glanced at the bathtub outside the screen without a trace, and then focused his attention on the one covered with blankets. On the low couch with thick and soft cushions and fur, before he could think of what to say, he heard Chu Yunsheng say in a deep voice, "Take off your clothes."

Lu Fenglou turned his head abruptly: "Teacher...what does this mean?"

As soon as these words came out, Lu Fenglou saw a set of gold needles and a pot of spirits that Chu Yunsheng had placed on the small table. Threads of disappointment surged up.

Lu Fenglou suppressed his thoughts and said vaguely: "I always thought I knew the teacher well, but I never thought that the teacher's medical skills were so advanced. I have only seen this set of golden needles at the head of the old hospital of the Taiyuan Hospital. There is nothing decent. Medicine, I'm afraid it won't work well."

"I used it very well, Your Majesty, don't worry."

Chu Yunsheng was too lazy to distinguish the truth from the truth in the little emperor's words, so he came over and ripped off Lu Fenglou's cotton-padded coat, pressed him slightly on the shoulder, and then pressed the person onto the couch.

Lu Fenglou moved, Chu Yunsheng raised his hand and untied Lu Fenglou's hair tie, and his long black hair was like bright silk and satin, scattered all over his back.

Lu Fenglou took a breath and said, "It's hot inside the tent."

Chu Yunsheng lowered his eyes slightly and saw the beads of sweat on the tip of Lu Fenglou's nose. He subconsciously lowered his head and kissed it. He didn't wake up until his lips were about to fall. After a while, he raised his hand and wiped the sweat off with the pulp of his fingers.

"Your Majesty is sweating."

Lu Fenglou felt a little hot inexplicably when his fingers covered with thin calluses brushed the tip of his nose.

He slowly held his breath and was about to speak, but suddenly found that Chu Yunsheng had sat on a low stool for some unknown time, grabbed his ankles and took off his shoes and socks, and was about to make him pressed his feet into the steaming foot basin.

"Wait……"

Before he could say anything, Chu Yunsheng pressed the pale and thin ankle in his hand into the hot water.

The water wave spread over the instep, and in an instant, the pale to some blue foot was dyed a layer of smoky red.

It seemed that he was scalded by the sudden temperature, and those round and white toes curled up unbearably, and the insteps were tense and skinny.

Chu Yunsheng raised his eyes and looked at Lu Fenglou who was sitting on the couch.

The temperature of the soles of his feet domineeringly dissipated the chill in his body, causing Lu Fenglou to straighten his back unconsciously, his fingers contracted, and he grasped the soft rabbit fur on the couch.

"Teacher... what is this?" His voice seemed to be suffocated by the heat, making him a little hoarse.

After these words came out, Lu Fenglou was a little surprised.

It seems that since Chu Yunsheng returned from this expedition, he has often asked this question. Because it seemed like there was a thicker layer of fog, he couldn't see clearly his arrogant and arrogant teacher.

Chu Yunsheng pressed Lu Fenglou's other foot into the hot water again, and said, "Soak first, to ward off the cold."

After saying that, Chu Yunsheng got up and washed his hands again, rolled up his sleeves, and then took out the soaked gold needle from the spirits, raised his hand to hold Lu Fenglou's waist, and half embraced the little emperor who was only wearing a middle coat. In his arms, his fingers neatly opened the little emperor's belt.

Lu Fenglou's chest trembled, and he violently suppressed Chu Yunsheng's hand. A pair of peach blossom eyes quenched the swaying light and shadow under the shaking candlelight: "Teacher, where is this needle... going to be stuck?"

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