Lamp Flower Smile

The cliff was bare, and Lu Meng stared at the dead wood in his hands in shock.

All the redwood vines on the cliff have withered.

This plant is cold-resistant and can survive in extremely cold places. Its leaves are very poisonous. When she was on Luomei Peak, she had picked them for Yun Niang in winter, when it was cold winter.

In fact, before going up the mountain, although she didn't dare to be absolutely sure, she felt that there was still a possibility of it being six to seven out of ten. Unexpectedly, after only two years away, the trees and vines that I thought would always be lush would wither. Nothing in this world lasts forever.

Pei Yunying took the withered piece of wood from her hand and looked down at it.

Lu Chen came to his senses.

"The redwood vine has withered." She turned around, "Our trip was in vain."

The frustration in his tone was caught by Pei Yunying.

He glanced at Lu Yan, curled his lips, and said nonchalantly: "It's not in vain. You'll know the result after you try it."

Lu Chen could hear the comfort in his words, but he still felt disappointed.

Cuicui is in danger, and the thick and flat poison is difficult to cure. If Chang Jin and Ji Xun use new medicine for Cuicui, it will be like drinking poison to quench their thirst. The redwood vine in Pingzhou has been left for too long. If this continues, how can we solve the epidemic in southern Jiangsu?

Is there really no better way?

A gust of cold wind blew towards his face, and Lu Yan shivered.

As we get to the top of the mountain, the wind and snow get heavier. There were large flakes of snow, and it was very difficult to take a step without my calves sinking into the snow.

This is heavier than the snow in Luomeifeng in the past.

Pei Yunying saw her face turned pale from the cold, stretched out his hand to pull her cloak, and asked: "What are you going to do now? Do you want to go back?"

Lu Zhuo raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

It is much colder on the mountain than at the bottom. The sun has not risen for half a month in southern Jiangsu. Thick gray clouds are piled over Luomei Peak. It is already getting late.

Lu Chen began to think deeply.

In fact, with her footwork and familiarity with Luomei Peak, one day trip would be enough. However, southern Jiangsu has rarely had a heavy snowfall in many years, and the mountain road is much more difficult than before. The bumps and stumbling along the way will take a lot of time. If we go back now, it will be completely dark before we even get down to the mountain.

It is too dangerous to walk in the snow-capped mountains at night, and with her current body...

Lu Tong shook his head and looked higher: "Keep climbing."

Pei Yunying paused for a moment, seemingly a little surprised, but quickly nodded and agreed readily: "Okay."

This time it was Lu Chen's turn to be surprised. She asked, "Why didn't you ask me where I was going?"

"It's not important." Pei Yunying smiled nonchalantly: "You are a medical officer and I am a guard. It is my duty to protect you."

Lu Tong paused and couldn't help but look at him.

The person in front of her looked at her with a smile on her face and a serious tone, as if even if she said she wanted to take him to the graveyard, she would happily agree to go.

Has he broken the pot, or is he relying on her?

After a moment of silence, Lu Zhen snatched the withered vine grass from Pei Yunying's hand and said, "Hurry up, otherwise you and I will have to walk at night before we reach the top of the mountain. Night roads on the mountain are very dangerous."

Pei Yunying raised his eyebrows, looked at her back, and said, "Doctor Lu, remember to lead the way and be careful."

Lu Yan: "...Hurry up and follow."

The further we go up, the stronger the wind and snow becomes, and the flying snow in the sky is almost blinding. After walking for about half an hour, the sky became darker, with only a little gray light covering the top of the mountain. A large piece of red plum gradually appeared in the wildly dancing snow.

The red plum blossoms are gorgeous and dotted with bright red. Not far below, a thatched cottage stands alone.

This thatched cottage is not big, and is very dilapidated. It is almost submerged by weeds in front and back, and only shows a faint shadow. It is blown by the surrounding wind and snow, like a phantom on the mountain at night, and it is difficult to tell whether it is virtual or real.

Pei Yunying was still looking at it, but Lu Zhu had already stepped forward.

She stopped in front of the thatched cottage.

It still seems to be the same as in the memory, but it is completely different from the memory. She spent seven long years here. Apart from the Lu family in Changwu County, this was the longest place she had ever stayed.

She thought she would never come back to this place again in this life, and she never thought of revisiting it today.

"This is where you lived?" Pei Yunying's voice came to my ears.

There was only such a hut in the surrounding area. When she came here, she had already mentioned to Pei Yunying that she had lived here many years ago. This man was always smart and could tell some things at a glance.

She didn't hide it: "Yes."

Pei Yunying glanced down at her and raised the corners of her lips as she thought of something.

"So, you still invited me to your home?"

Lu Chen: "..."

She carried the medical kit on her back and walked forward without looking back, saying, "You can also live outside."

The two walked to the thatched house and Pei Yunying opened the door.

It may have been a long time since anyone had set foot here. As soon as the door opened, dust immediately flew into the air. Lu Zhu turned his head and waved the dust twice, and asked Pei Yunying to take out a fire stick from his bag and light it up. There was a little light in the room.

Pei Yunying raised his eyes and looked around.

This is a small room, even a little small.

There was a narrow straw couch against the wall, which could only accommodate one person.

There was a square table at the door, a stove under the square table, and a locked wooden cabinet next to the door. Then there was nothing, and it was quite desolate as if the house had only four walls.

Lu Yan bent down and took out a key from under the straw couch, and opened the locked wooden cabinet.

In the wooden cabinet, the utensils were still stacked neatly as when she left. Luomeifeng Mountain was desolate and deserted, and no one had ever been in the thatched house. She took out an oil lamp from the wooden cabinet, filled it with oil, lit it with a fire stick, and placed the lighted lamp on the square table. The quiet light dispersed the desolation in the room.

Lu Zhuo turned around and saw Pei Yunying looking around with his arms crossed, and asked, "Is there anything good to see?"

Apart from a bed, there was almost nothing else in this room. You could see it at a glance. Why did he look at it so carefully?

Pei Yunying glanced at her and said slowly: "It's my first time entering your boudoir, so I'm naturally curious."

Lu Chen: "..."

This man is simply sick.

He walked inside, glanced critically at the rough furnishings in the room, and said, "Have you ever lived in such a shabby place before?"

This place is damp and dim, narrow and short. Compared to the interrogation room of the Dianqian Division, it may only have one more bed, and it is not even as spacious as the interrogation room.

"Of course I don't dare to compare it with the palace commander's palace."

"Didn't you say that you live on the mountain with your master?" He turned back and glanced around the corner, "Why is there only one bed?"

The small room and even narrower bed seemed to only accommodate one person.

Lu Tong pursed his lips: "She doesn't live here."

Yun Niang doesn’t live here.

The sound produced by the test medicine would affect Yun Niang's preparation of new medicines, so Yun Niang lived in another thatched hut. There were Yun Niang's medical books and medicine books in the thatched hut next door. Before Yun Niang died, she was asked to burn her body together with those medical books. .

So that room was gone.

Hearing her words, Pei Yunying looked at her in surprise: "So, you live here alone?"

"That's right."

Most of the time, Yun Niang was not on the mountain. Many nights, she did live here alone.

Lonely, lonely, and living a dull life.

Pei Yunying looked at her, his eyes flashing with thought.

The first time he met Lu Chen was six years ago, and Lu Chen was only twelve years old at that time.

Luomei Peak was deserted, and Li Wenhu was frightened when he mentioned this place. How did a twelve-year-old girl endure it when she stayed here alone?

There was so much probing in his eyes that Lu Yan turned around as if nothing had happened and took out the bedding from the cabinet. The bedding had not been exposed to the sun and was gloomy, but fortunately it had not become damp, so it was fine to just put it under me for one night.

Lu Zhuo: "I'm afraid I will offend the palace commander tonight, so I'll sleep here for the time being."

Pei Yunying let out a "tsk" sound, crossed her arms and looked at the small couch, and said, "But there is only one bed here."

Lu Zhen walked up to him and threw the heavy quilt into his arms: "You sleep on the ground."

"is this okay?"

Pei Yunying looked at her with a smile: "After all, if you and I are unmarried men and women, it will always cause misunderstandings if we are alone in the same room."

Lu Zhuo turned around, looked at him with a smile but said: "If the palace commander really cherishes his reputation, he can sleep outside the door. Because of our old friendship, I will collect your body tomorrow morning."

Pei Yunying stared at her face, and after a moment, she suppressed a smile and said, "You are really easy to get angry now."

"The commander-in-chief is too boring."

Lu Chen said coldly: "I want to light a fire. Please go outside and chop some plum branches."

Pei Yunying nodded: "Okay, you are the master, you have the final say."

He turned and went out.

Seeing his back disappearing outside the door, Lu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the chair with his hands on the table.

Perhaps her old illness has caused her to work harder recently, and her physical strength is not as good as before. It was very difficult to climb to the top of the mountain today, and she now feels exhausted. If not, her steps today would not be so slow.

Lu Yan stretched out his hand, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and looked around.

After Yun Niang died, she actually wanted to burn down the house as well, thinking that she would never come back in the future. However, with the burning fire in his hand, Lu Chen suddenly changed his mind at the last moment.

She kept the house.

She has lived here for too long. If the Lu house in Changwu County has witnessed one "Lu Min", this thatched cottage in Luomeifeng has witnessed another "Lu Zhu". She couldn't deny the existence of "Lu Huan", as if if she burned it with fire, it would destroy the past seven years without leaving any trace.

Therefore, she locked all the used utensils in the cabinet and left with Yin Zheng. Maybe someone would come here many years later, or maybe the crazy growing weeds would completely submerge the house, and everything in the past seven years would disappear. The top of Luomei Peak.

Unexpectedly, many years later, I would revisit my old place with an unexpected person.

"Squeak——"

The door was pushed open and Pei Yunying walked in from outside.

He was holding a bunch of dry plum branches in his hand, and he had probably cut them off from the branches that had not been soaked by the wind and snow. Lu Chen bent down and pulled out the stove that had not been used for a long time under the table. Pei Yunying pulled her hand away: "I'll do it."

He put the plum branches chopped into neat pieces into the stove and lit them with a fire stick.

Lu Chen was originally a little worried that the fire would not start, but Pei Yunying moved very skillfully, as if he was always doing things outside. However, after a while, a "cracking" sound was heard.

The window was half open, and occasionally snowflakes drifted into the house from the window. The dim light cast a warm color on the hut in the snow.

Lu Chen looked at him.

He was sitting in front of the stove, lowering his head and cutting the remaining plum branches in his hands so that they could be neatly stuffed into the stove.

The dim light casts a layer of light on the young man's handsome face, like a sheathed silver knife, without any sharpness, only beauty and softness.

Without raising his head, he carefully moved his hands, as if he knew her gaze, and said, "Why are you staring at me?"

Lu Tong was startled and looked away.

He smiled without stopping: "Do you have anything to ask?"

Lu Tong was silent for a moment, then finally said, "How are Yin Zheng and the others doing after I left?"

It has been some time since she left Shengjing.

Letters were not flowing smoothly on the way, and all Sunan Stations are now closed. I wonder how the Renxin Medical Center is doing now?

"It's okay." Pei Yunying replied.

Lu Tong lowered her eyes. This was the answer she wanted most.

The room was quiet. Pei Yunying paused while cutting the plum branches and suddenly said, "Lu Tong."

He said, "Although you sent me a letter to entrust your orphan to you, aren't you worried that I will reject your request?"

Lu Tong's decision to go to Southern Jiangsu came very hastily.

But the last letter asking him to take care of Renxin Medical Clinic was written in great detail.

It was so detailed that it took care of every aspect, which made people feel annoyed when they think about it now.

"Don't worry." Lu Tong said, "I believe that even if I don't ask you, you will take care of Renxin Medical Clinic if they are in trouble."

Pei Yunying was stunned.

Lu Tong's voice continued to sound, "After all, you are a guest of honor who attended the celebration of the medical clinic, and you are also their close friend."

In the stove under his feet, the "bibi peep" sound became clearer and clearer in the cold and lonely snowy night. There was a faint smoke coming out of the stove, which was quickly swept away by the north wind outside the window.

The young man chuckled upon hearing this, looked at her and said, "Lu Tong, you have me in your hands, right?"

Lu Tong curled her fingers and remained silent.

She did have him in her hands.

It was strange that when she first arrived in Shengjing, she was alert and cautious of the man in front of her, and occasionally wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible. He was the person standing on the other side of the river from her, watching the fire from the other side of the river, and would never meet.

But once upon a time, she seemed to have known him very well. She could rest assured to leave everything behind to him, and was sure that he would keep his promise.

She went down the mountain from Luomei Peak to Shengjing, and then returned to Luomei Peak from Shengjing. Along the way, she had repaid her kindness and made her enemies, and everything was handled neatly. Only for the man in front of her, just like the debt note on the wall of the dilapidated temple, coming and going, chaotic, always leaving two points of inexplicable resentment.

It is impossible to settle the two.

The fire in the stove burned vigorously, and the room gradually became warm. Pei Yunying stood up, picked up a red clay kettle that Lu Tong had just taken out of the cabinet, washed it clean outside the door, and took snow water to boil.

Guests came on a cold night and tea was served as wine, and the bamboo stove was boiling. Lu Tong suddenly felt fortunate that he had kept all the things in the house instead of burning them all.

He sat in front of the stove and boiled water. There were two red clay teacups on the table. Lu Tong was affected by his indifference and asked, "What happened in the palace later?"

The people at Mengtai Post Station only said two short sentences, but the imperial city had turned upside down. The words were understated, but Lu Tong knew that the scene that day must have been very thrilling.

"Don't you know everything?" Pei Yunying opened the lid of the kettle, and the snow accumulated in the kettle. The flame licked it and it dissipated immediately.

When he first met Lu Tong, Lu Tong also boiled a can of snow water, and she said at that time that it was called "Laxue".

Six years have passed in a flash.

Lu Tong looked at him: "Are your people okay?"

Pei Yunying didn't say anything, and when he lowered his head, his eyelashes drooped.

It was actually a very bloody night.

The counterattack that had been dormant for many years was always cruel and ruthless. Victory and defeat are common in the military, but for that position, there is only one chance.

The man who was once arrogant and killed his father and brother would also be worn down by comfort and become useless. His panic and unwillingness made this last battle ridiculous, and the trapped beast died in his own prison.

Emperor Liang Ming held the dragon chair in the Golden Palace, looking at them with anger and disbelief: "You, you actually betrayed me!"

Prince Ning smiled, Yan Xu was indifferent, and the sound of swords and weapons outside the palace continued, and he wiped the blood off his face, and his eyes were filled with gloomy madness that he himself didn't know.

"Your Majesty," he said calmly, "It's time to pay back the sword you owed me at the royal banquet five years ago."

In this world, everyone has their own grievances.

Prince Ning bore the grievance of his father and brother being killed, and he bore the grievance of the blood debt of his mother's grandfather's family. Even Emperor Liang Ming himself, at the last moment of his death, believed that the act of killing his father and brother was just caused by the inequality and injustice of the previous emperor.

Some people are for hatred, some for gratitude, and some for love.

Love.

In the room, the warm light illuminated the handsome face of the young man. The silver embroidery on his black brocade clothes shone brightly under the light, but the light outlined a kind of quiet loneliness.

Yan Xu died for love, so Yan Xu died.

He died to save Xiao Zhufeng, and he did it on purpose.

With the new emperor on the throne, the relationship between the Palace Front Department and the Privy Council in the past is still today, and it is inevitable that people will talk about it. Even if the new emperor didn't mention it, the rumors in the court would not stop, and it would make things difficult for him and Xiao Zhufeng in the Palace Front Department.

Yan Xu blocked a sword for Xiao Zhufeng.

"Teacher!" He turned around and protected Yan Xu, his eyes sore.

The man who had never been good to them lay in Xiao Zhufeng's arms, and the scars at the corners of his eyes seemed to soften in the end. He stretched out his hand and flicked the two people's heads with trembling hands, like the dissatisfaction after every training when he was young.

"Don't look like this, it's so ugly, turn your face away." He scolded, but his tone was very light, no longer full of energy in the past.

"Let me rest for a while, don't bother me."

"Teacher!" Xiao Zhufeng's bloody hands trembled, "I'll go find a doctor, hold on!"

Yan Xu looked into the distance.

"Old friends... enter my... dream... show me... appearance... remember..."

He lay in Xiao Zhufeng's arms, smiled and lowered his head, and gradually lost his voice.

Pei Yunying was in a trance for a moment.

Yan Xu never married, had no children, and only accepted two disciples. He and the Pei family had been separated since then, and Yan Xu looked more like his father.

The pain of losing his father was unbearable.

Because of this pain, he didn't feel much about the demise of the Pei family, like an outsider watching from the sidelines.

Perhaps, he was just such a cold bastard.

"Pei Yunying?" Lu Tong suddenly spoke.

She rarely saw Pei Yunying with this expression, which was completely different from the Pei Yunying she was familiar with, as if he would become another person if she didn't wake him up.

Pei Yunying came back to his senses.

The snow water in the jar was boiled and white foam floated slightly. He used a plum branch to skim off some of the scum and said, "Qi Qing is dead."

Lu Tong was slightly stunned.

"I said," he said, "I will kill him for you."

The cold wind outside the door was very loud, and the sound of branches being broken by the wind was like the tearing sound of a blade cutting into flesh.

The Qi family was raided, and he specifically asked the new emperor for the disposal of Qi Qing.

The trial room of the Palace Front Department had never imprisoned a person like the Grand Tutor. He sat on the chair and watched the old man who was always high and mighty shed his previous arrogance and became an ordinary person.

Without power and official position, the Grand Tutor was just an ordinary person.

"I heard that the Grand Master's favorite dish is called 'Golden Minced Pork'."

He wiped the silver knife in his hand carelessly, "Choose fresh and plump sea bass, remove the bones, peel, wipe dry, and slice it into thin slices."

"What do you want to do?" Qi Qing spoke hoarsely, and the Buddhist beads on his wrist fell to the ground.

"In fact, killing people is the same as killing fish. Hold it down, cut it with a knife, and cut it open."

He leaned over, picked up a dark Buddhist bead on the ground, looked at it in his hand for a moment, and smiled slightly.

"Grand Master, try it well."

That day, the screams in the trial room in front of the palace rang all night. When he went out the next day, he looked at the lonely sycamore in the courtyard for a long time.

The Lu family perished because of the Qi family, and Lu Tong went to Beijing to seek revenge because of the Qi family, and will always live in regret and pain.

Now, the previous revenge is over.

So far, the dust has settled.

The lights in the room were dim, and there was a gusty snow outside the window. The young man sat there, and the warm color reflected on his long eyelashes, like the shadow of a butterfly that suddenly appeared in the snowy night.

He put the boiling kettle aside and said, "You asked me so many questions, what about you?"

Lu Tong was startled: "What about me?"

Pei Yunying put down the kettle, looked at her, and smiled faintly.

He said, "Lu Tong, didn't you miss me during these days in Sunan?"