The 98th chapter will be calculated (4)

[Zhao Guo] There is a small village in a mountain forest on the east side. From the perspective of its scale, there are not many villagers. It is beautiful, peaceful and quiet like a paradise. There are several acres of fields around the village, and a few people can be seen vaguely. Farming in the fields; several women by the small river are washing clothes and chatting. The children in the village are playing together and frolicking. It can be seen that they are people who have lived here for a long time, living a life of isolation. .

At the end of the small river connected to the village is a small waterfall. Under the waterfall, there is a wooden house on one side. It stands on the shallows of the water pool. It is obviously different from the houses gathered together. It is not difficult to see the owner here. not usual.

Entering the wooden house, almost all wooden furnishings, the decoration is very simple but elegant, the layout of the wooden house is also simple, the door is a small living room, and the left side is the bedroom, and a few soft coughs can be heard from the bedroom. , Xunsheng entered the room, through the tulle, a young man lying on the bed was greeted, and beside him was a young woman who was wiping blood from her mouth anxiously, holding a silk towel. The hand wiping the blood can't stop shaking...

   "Shu...er——"

  The man lying on the bed drowsing brows clenched together, his face was pale, his expression was very painful, and he kept mumbling to himself. At first glance, he realized that this person was Zhao Ziheng? The person next to him who kept wiping the sweat from his forehead was Xiuying. Seeing Zhao Ziheng's painful moan, and repeating the same name in her sleep, Xiuying felt unspeakable pain in her heart.

After a while, Zhao Ziheng seemed to fall asleep, and there was no sound. Xiuying's worried expression did not disappear. Only when Zhao Ziheng calmed down, she got up and held the tub that was stained with blood and turned into blood. I left in a hurry; when Xiuying came back soon, not only was Xiuying replaced the tub with clean water, but also had a bowl filled with black liquid. I gently lowered the tub, and then took the spoon to reconcile the medicine, and then take a look. Zhao Ziheng, who was sleeping, put the bowl down again, sat on the stool beside him, and continued to stare at the sleeping Zhao Ziheng. When he saw the sweat leaking from his forehead, he wiped it off with a silk towel. His movements were very light, as if he didn't want to. Interfering with the sleeping person, repeating this way...

The day was gradually gone, replaced by the night. The oil lamp was lit in the house. Xiuying had been sitting quietly and taking care of Zhao Ziheng. During the period, she had only left a few times. It was nothing more than changing the water and reheating the medicine, but it was all very fast. He came back, and at this moment, Xiuying, who was sitting on the stool, fell asleep...

I don’t know how long it took, Zhao Ziheng opened his eyes dimly, turned his head slightly, looked at the familiar face, a bitter smile on the corners of his lips, so he got up while disturbing her, lifted the quilt, When he was about to stand up, Zhao Ziheng paused for a moment with a pain in his chest. He raised his hand and stroked his chest and waited for the pain to disappear before standing up, removing an outer robe from the hanger on the side, lightly Cover Xiuying lightly, then looked at the bowl with black liquid on the side, picked it up without hesitation, and drank it with his head up. After drinking, he glanced at Xiuying who was dozing off, Zhao Zihengwei He made a sound, took the empty bowl and left the room, his light movements never disturbed Xiuying who was sleeping.

  Out of the bedroom, Zhao Ziheng casually put the empty wooden bowl on the table in the living room, and then walked out of the wooden house; outside the wooden house, facing the sky in the distance, there was sadness in his eyes as always, plus a thought...

  As Zhao Ziheng was meditating in his personal world, a slight weight came from his shoulders. Zhao Ziheng immediately recovered and turned back to Xiuying with a worried look.

   "Be careful of colds."

  Xiuying smiled slightly, her tone was full of concern, Zhao Ziheng nodded softly: "Thank you, I have already drunk the medicine. Go and rest."

   "I just slept a bit better, and now I am not sleepy, but you just woke up, are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat. What do you want to eat?"

Xiuying's calm tone couldn't conceal her worry, Zhao Ziheng just shook his head helplessly, presumably he was used to it, and then said, "Whatever you want, you can figure it out."

"Ok."

   Responded, Xiuying responded and walked away gradually on the wooden bridge connecting the wooden house and the ground.

Seeing Xiuying's gradual departure, Zhao Ziheng has an inexplicable thank you. Since he came, Xiuying has been taking care of his daily life and eating. The poison in his body has not been completely resolved, and he is mostly in a coma every day. Xiuying is always accompanied by Xiuying. Under her careful care, the toxins in his body are almost cleared and his strength is restored, unlike when he first arrived here, he couldn’t even get out of bed. She was still in a coma and was able to recover enough to get out of the wooden house thanks to Xiuying.

I think at the beginning, after [Liancheng] was assassinated, he almost died. It was Wang Ye who worked hard to pull him back from the brink of death. When he woke up, the first thing was to explain various matters, state affairs and military affairs. You Yinyin...At that time, he didn't care about his own situation at all, because he knew that maybe when he loses consciousness again, he probably won't wake up again. For this reason, he must grasp the opportunity to wake up. Of course, in When he explained various matters, Wang Ye and some insiders were strongly dissatisfied, because his physical condition did not allow him, but he insisted on explaining everything, and he only gave everything to Zhao Ziyin and Wang Ye. It's like letting down the burden and falling down again.