Beautiful and miserable be aesthetics

Chapter 113

The young man lying on the bed was silent for too long, long enough for everyone to notice something was wrong.

The people around the bed gradually became quiet and looked at each other.

Feng Ke looked at Lian Shenwei's eyes that were so calm that there were no waves, and suddenly a bad feeling surged in his heart, he asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

There are only three words, and the shape of the mouth is easy to distinguish.

Lian Shenwei blinked his eyes lightly, and the first syllable in his voice was low and hoarse, "I..."

He paused: "I can't seem to hear."

As if afraid of their worries, the young man tried his best to show a soothing but extremely pale smile.

Feng Ke couldn't stop falling.

His worst fears still happened.

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Except for the first moment of being stunned, Lian Shenwei quickly accepted the fact that she couldn't hear.

He adapted faster than anyone thought, and his words became less.

In the end, Qiu Che knew everything, Feng Ke didn't tell him, but he asked him with a sword, and the two almost fought.

"Now you know that he insists on fighting you like this. What can I do? Invite Uncle Lian and his sister to pull his ears?!" Feng Ke put a bunch of medicinal materials on the case, his tone extremely irritable.

He barely controlled his emotions.

"I've said everything that should be said and should not be said. You can ask him the rest. Old Qiu, if you feel guilty or uncomfortable, then there is no need. I see that he is very happy when he fights with you. .”

"To be honest, in the past ten years, I have watched him change from Lian Yubai to Lian Shenwei little by little, and his body has gradually deteriorated. As a young boy, it's a lie that I don't feel uncomfortable."

Feng Ke babbled, his tone lowered.

"There is too little time for him to be really happy."

Lian Shenwei hates other people's pity for him, but in Feng Ke's view, he is really pitiful.

A lonely adult who was forced to grow up.

After being quiet for a long time, Qiu Che said, "I understand him."

"If it were me, I would make the same choice as him."

They are not just friends, but rivals.

Having fought countless times, they have already engraved the idea of ​​defeating each other into their bones. As long as they draw their swords, there is no room for them to hold back.

This is the pride in their bones.

[...I am no longer a swordsman. ]

This is what Xi Mian said to him when they met each other in Jinling, and he always remembers it.

No matter whether he can draw his sword again or not, sleeping in his heart, he has always been a swordsman.

Chou Che: "Feng Ke, you have to cure him."

"I'll hold him back," Feng Ke was no longer as sure as before when he said this, "His pulse is too strange. I can only be thankful that the first symptom he had was deafness, and he didn't cough up blood. It shows that it is not about decaying from the inside, but about being saved.”

"You go to the frontier this time, if you can, bring me some medicine over there."

"He was arrested and trained as a medicine man before, so many medicines can't be used now. There are very few medicines that he can use in the Central Plains, and there may be some medicines in the frontier."

Chou Che kept it in his heart, "I know."

"Wait," Feng Ke called to stop him, "I asked someone to take these pots of small trees to his bedroom. I don't know why, but the plants in his room died too quickly."

Chou Che nodded: "Okay."

He picked up his sword and went to bid farewell to Lian Shenwei.

A rocking chair was placed in the Moon Lane Court, covered with a thick blanket, and bamboo curtains were placed on all sides to block the wind.

Lian Shenwei covered her cloak and lay on her back inside, half asleep.

This time the treatment was timely, but he was in more pain than last time, but he couldn't feel the pain anymore.In fact, he had just woken up for a day, and it was better to rest in bed, but he couldn't hear the sound, so he didn't want to stay in the room at all.

When he was more energetic, he asked someone to move the rocking chair over to Lanyue Court.

The mild nourishing food on the table remained untouched.

That crooked bird that was picked up—

No, Costin.

Also known as the Gyrfalcon, the serious Emperor of the Sky.

Feng Ke has confirmed its gender, which is male.It is said that on the night of confirming the gender, this bird was almost autistic on the spot.

Lian Shenwei named it Azun.

It was congenitally deficient, and later it was stolen by a bird dealer and abused. Its wings were so damaged that it could barely flap a few times, its legs were limping, and its body had little hair.

Feng Ke tried his best to treat it, but it is uncertain how long the bird can live.

Ah Zuo nestled on the big cloak he was covering.

The crooked looks of one person and one bird are strangely similar.

It looks very harmonious.

This was what Qiu Che saw when he came over. He looked at it quietly for a moment, took out a folded piece of paper, and gently placed it on the case in Lian Shenwei's hand.

Even at such a short distance, Lian Shenwei still didn't notice it at all.

On the other hand, Ah Xun narrowed his eyes and glanced at it.

Chou Che carried a burden on his back, which was an extremely long sword case, and he carried the Infinite Sword in his hand.

"Xianmian, I'm leaving."

He cupped his fists: "Take care."

Qiu Che's slender and tall figure strode away, and soon disappeared.

Ah Xun suddenly yelled, flapped his wings against Lian Shenwei's chin, and opened his mouth at him.

"...Hungry?" Lian Shenwei coughed in a muffled voice, wanting to grab a snack from the table, "Huh?"

His eyes fell on the origami, paused for a moment, and raised his hand to take it. His pale fingertips were like spring snow, showing an illusion of almost disappearing under the sun.

The familiar handwriting came into view.

[Seeing the words as faces, Ximian kisses:

I know everything about you, don't blame Feng Ke, I forced him with a sword.

I understand your choice, if it were me, I would make the same decision.Xi Mian, your sword intent tells me that you are very tired, since you are very tired, don't worry about so many things.

I will go to the frontier, and I will take the Negative Snow Sword. According to your request, I will find a suitable opportunity to give it to your apprentice Li Ningfeng.

Willing to accept the bet, I will be his sword in the frontier.

Boya Ziqi, it's hard to find a bosom friend. After fighting you for the last time, the edge of the Wuliang Sword was damaged. I don't plan to repair it, because it's unnecessary.

You are the only opponent I recognize in this life, the Infinite Sword, ever since I met you at the Phoenix Terrace and lost to you, I have drawn it only for you.

From then on, like the Cangshan sword, it will never come out of its sheath again.

Except for one thing.

Qiu Che is a rough man, if one day in the future I find out that the imperial court has done bad things to you, the edge of the Wuliang Sword will definitely point at all the officials and enter the Golden Palace.

Qiu Che stayed. ]

It was the first time that Qiu Che wrote such a long letter to him.

Lian Shen read it carefully, and after reading it, he became absorbed, and then folded it.The letter was so close, when Qiu Che left it behind, he didn't even notice it.

The young man raised his hand, hesitantly, and caressed his ear.

He was in a daze for too long, Ah Xun was dissatisfied, he called out several times, but Lian Shenwei still didn't respond.

Ah Xun flapped his wings once, and flapped his wings twice in a row, but he was very tired, and he was about to lie down, Lian Shenwei finally noticed it.

He took a snack from the plate.

Hold it in your hand: "Eat."

A-Zun moved forward two steps in a vague manner, viciously, pecking at the dim sum with all his strength, pecking until Lian Shenwei's palm ached.

The young man didn't flinch, just watched like this, his eyes were silent.

Qiu Che went directly to the residence of Marquis Zhongyi, saying that he had heard about the war on the frontier and came here to help the court, and asked Marquis Zhongyi to recommend him.

Hou Zhongyi had a good impression of the knights of the rivers and lakes, thought for a long time, and agreed.

During his southern tour, Qiu Che met the young emperor who was still the crown prince. In Ying Jingjue's eyes, he was a friend of his savior Ximian, so naturally he was less wary.

There is no doubt about employing people, no need for doubting people, after Ying Jingjue found out that someone from Qiu Che's ancestors had served as a soldier, he suppressed the chaotic voices in the court, and made a decision to let him and Li Ningfeng set off for the frontier immediately .

soon.

The army is ready to go.

Li Ningfeng was protected in the middle carriage. The carriage had been modified and was very stable.Chou Che didn't wear armor, he was still dressed casually as a chivalrous man, riding a horse with his sword in his arms, guarding the side of the carriage.

Li Ningfeng opened the curtain, his body got better day by day, he became thinner, and the light in his eyes became more restrained and steady, like a polished sword with its sharp edge hidden in its sheath.

"Thank you, Mr. Qiu, for your help."

"The army is about to leave, you seem to be waiting for someone?"

Everyone in the world is very fond of the status of heir. He is the half heir of Ximian and Fudu Villa, and Qiu Che's attitude towards him is even better than Ying Jingjue.

He shook his head: "No, let's go."

I just really want to listen to sleep music.

Lian Shenwei would always go out and stay in Lanyue Court, hiding from Feng Ke. In the past few days, he only stayed outside for half a day.

The last time he was discovered, he was dragged into the room by Feng Ke on the spot.

Knowing that Lian Shenwei couldn't hear him, he turned his head and scolded Tian Nan: "He didn't know what to do, didn't you count?! Who! Who told you that he can go out to have a blast now?!"

"Did I say it? I dreamed it?"

"Are you responsible for your master's inattentive death?"

Tian Nan counseled, "Mr. Feng, I'm sorry..."

It's just that he couldn't bear the way the master smiled and talked to him, saying that he wanted to go outside to have a look.

The curtains of the Lanyue Court were drawn down, there was basically no wind, and the master was still covered with such a thick cloak, so he agreed that he should be fine.

Feng Ke sneered: "Are you okay?"

He glanced at Lian Shenwei who was leaning against the bed.

The instigator kept his head down all the time, as if he didn't listen to everything and didn't care about anything, and he didn't see the slightest repentance.Feng Ke wanted to scold but couldn't bear to scold.

Even Shen Wei actually felt that she was fine, after all it had happened several times.

However, he developed a fever that afternoon. This time the fever was not as serious as before, and it lasted for a long time, and the temperature could not drop.

He used to take care of his fevers by himself, but this time he had repeated fevers, Feng Ke was afraid that people would really get burned, so he racked his brains to find a few medicines that Lian Shenwei could take, and barely produced the cooling effect.

The effect is not obvious, but better than nothing.

At this time of night, he brought the medicine to Lian Shenwei.

After Lian Shenwei became deaf, he didn't knock on the door of his room, he just opened it and went in.

Lian Shenwei was not lying on the bed, he stepped on the blanket on the ground barefoot, sat casually on the footrest under the bed, and put a small basin of water in front of him.

A black handkerchief was soaked in the water.

Feng Ke looks familiar, and Lian Shenwei has been using such colors and styles recently.

Wisps of bright red overflowed from the veil and melted into the water.

Feng Ke's heart skipped a beat.

The young man in white pajamas covered his lips with another veil, and coughed very softly. He even carefully rolled up his cuffs, as if he was afraid that it would be accidentally stained.

After he finished coughing, sporadically bright red was stained on his lips, but his face was very pale. He was holding a black brocade handkerchief with his fair fingers, and his protruding wrist bones could be circled by two thin fingers.

For a moment, he didn't look like a person in his 20s who was struggling in a sea of ​​blood and calculations, but like a child who shrunk himself.

Lian Shen lowered his eyes slightly.

Coughing up more blood than before.

Before he washed the handkerchief, the water was still clean and had no color, but not now, it will turn very light red after washing.

Fortunately, the half-dead green plants poisoned by his blood in the room were replaced with new ones today, so you can pick one and pour water into it.He would take a bath every other day. If it was the day of the bath, he wouldn't have to be so troublesome. He would share some water, and there was so much water that he couldn't tell.

But it's still troublesome.

It is necessary to prepare more, so that he can burn it directly and burn it together with the letter paper, which is much more convenient.

Feng Ke's nose is so sharp that it is possible to smell anything. He often goes to Lanyue Court to ventilate the room. In fact, he is also worried about being asked by Feng Ke.

Just as he was thinking like this, the light in front of him suddenly dimmed, and he saw a section of blue clothes, which swayed slightly, and stopped in front of him.

"..."

Lian Shen was silent for a moment, then raised his head.