Lou Ying gently pressed his temple for Chi Xiaochi.

Half an hour ago, Chi Xiaochi finished receiving the World Line, opened his eyes, didn't say much, said "I'll sleep for a while", and fell asleep with his head covered.

The long-disconnected connection has not been restored, and Lou Ying has only restored part of his ability to receive the world line, so he does not know what happened.

He was not in a hurry to know, grabbing Chi Koike's mental body from behind, arm pads behind his head, silently massaging him.

His technique is very professional, but this posture is not good for blood circulation.

After pressing for a while, he had to punch a punch to relieve the numbness.

Chi Xiaochi slept for two hours before moving dimly in Lou Ying's arms.

Lou Ying naturally let go of him, afraid he felt uncomfortable.

Chi Xiaochi opened his eyes and spent five minutes waking up, immediately got up and cloaked: "Sir, didn't you sleep?"

Lou Ying lay beside him, without answering, "How is the world line?"

"Well, it's a bit difficult."

Chi Xiaochi closed his eyes and tied loose shirt buttons from top to bottom, his mouth chuckling with a smile: "... but a very interesting challenge."

Get rid of a little fighting fox.

Lou Ying laughed.

He found that he liked the tone of Chi Xiaochi too much, sat up, and while Chi Xiaochi closed his eyes, gently tied his shirt button from the bottom.

With both hands down and both hands up, about to meet in the middle, Lou Ying withdrew his hands, and the cold fingertips gently touched the tip of Chi Xiaochi's fingertips, as if a dragonfly kissed with water.

Chi Xiaochi touched down and found that the buttons on the hem were well buckled, but he didn't think about it, turned over and got out of bed, and said loudly, "Aling."

The sky was about to dawn, and the next day was to go to the frontier. He got up earlier, and there was nothing wrong with it.

As a tadpole, I have to be on guard every night in case the master has any needs. When the original owner stopped, Yun Xiao always had a good-looking attitude. Unless it was a matter of generals' secrets, he had a private matter to get up at night, and almost never disturbed the rest of the two Xiaosong.

Therefore, when Chu Ziling entered, he still had a little sleepy eyes: "My son?"

Chi Xiaochi said: "It's difficult for me to sleep today, and I want to get up earlier."

Chu Ziling took his coat and wanted to wait for him to dress.

"You don't have to serve me." Chi Xiaochi took the clothes in his hands and put them on, "Go to serve the master."

Chu Ziling is somewhat naive.

In the past, this trivial work of hand-in-hand waiters was always handed to Ah Shu.

He calmly replied with a smile: "Yes."

He went to the bed: "Mr. Yu, please."

The cowardly and pale young man on the bed said "um" dignifiedly, opened the quilt, opened his hands, and said politely, "Thank you."

When Chu Ziling changed his clothes, his eyes pretended to sweep his face inadvertently.

The word "national thief" in the southern Xinjiang language was imprinted in the corner of that person's eyes. In the eyes of those who did not understand the southern Xinjiang language, the tattoo pattern was beautiful and shaped like a flower.

... A sinner can also receive such courtesy in the government because of his extraordinary talents.

As long as you have achievements in your hand, you can gain a foothold anywhere.

Thinking about this, Chu Ziling casually said: "The son Chengri is with his husband, it is really kind and I don't know what to talk about."

This is nothing more than a hook. Chu Ziling stopped looking at the clouds, smiled at the corners of his lips, and was somewhat jealous in his words.

He knew in his heart that Shidiaoyun cultivated himself this way because he had a different interest in himself. This kind of good-natured taste is just an elegant game for aristocrats. In this case, he doesn't mind working with this little boy to get closer.

Hearing this, Shi Dingyun had not spoken yet, but Yu Fengmian, who he was serving, turned to stare at him side by side, with a tepid tone: "Should you ask this kind of thing?"

Chu Ziling stunned suddenly.

He didn't know the son-in-law very well. He only knew that his origin and body were not very good, but he was respected by the son, so he thought he should be a good personality.

"Do not take me as your raft to please your son." Yu Fengmian's expression and tone did not seem to be angry, but he simply told the facts lightly, "... recognize your identity."

The word "identity" happened to be on the pain point of Chu Ziling.

But Chu Ziling was determined to not only continue to dress for him, but also smiled: "Yes, Mr. Yu. Ziling made a mistake and will never commit another crime in the future."

At the end of the conversation, he stopped while secretly stinging.

Shi Zingyun didn't say anything about this, and Chu Ziling expected it.

The other party is a son-in-law, an elder and respected by the son. Unlike Yan Yuanzhao, who is also a good friend, Shi Tingyun will naturally not turn his face for himself and his husband.

Having said that, Chu Ziling will inevitably feel a little indifferent.

Being reprimanded by the prince, he can be indifferent. On the one hand, the two are actually equal in identity. On the other hand, they can make Shi Dingyun feel injustice, and for him, indirectly promote the situation between Yan Yuanzhao and him, causing contradictions. Although They can't be expected to destroy their feelings, and allow them to create a slight gap.

However, being accused by a sinner who was low-profile but once glorified, Chu Ziling was inevitably reprimanded.

He didn't dare to underestimate the person's heart and mind, and kept his eyes quietly, but he didn't even notice the sight of Yun cast behind him.

Chi Xiaochi was curious: When did you know it was him? There is no response from Zhennan Pass.

Lou Ying turned sideways, put on her robes, staggered Chu Ziling, leaning over to make up the bed, compared to a mouthful: when you asked him to never do chores to clean up chores.

In fact, he wanted to say that the moment before you asked him to come in, the look of his eyes was ready to pit people, and you knew it at a glance.

However, he also liked the appearance of the little fox anyway, and did not intend to make the little fox correct, so he didn't say it explicitly.

Chi Xiaochi walked outwards: "Ashu."

Chu Ziling turned his back to him, and smiled while laying down the quilt. "Ashu went to pack your close-ups. He was on the battlefield for the first time and didn't understand many things. I told him that the ones he prepared were in There is no need on the battlefield, and he is unwilling to listen. "

Chi Xiaochi tied his long hair with a simple hairband: "Then I'll go and ask Master A Shu to wash it for me."

Chu Ziling laughed: "Son slowly."

Chi Xiaochi went all the way to the place where Xiao Yan lived. On the way, he paid a little attention to the display screen that had resumed normal functions.

Chu Ziling's favorability value is 53 and remorse value is 4, which is perfectly within the range of soft rice, hard food, and peace of mind.

Chi Xiaochi didn't think about how to deal with Chu Ziling at this stage, turned over the warehouse, and found a function card.

With the World Line now, some information is easily available.

He used a feature card called "World Line Positioning". This card allows you to see what anyone is doing on the original World Line.

...

After Su Zheyun died, Li Shushu came under the imperial city and presented a blood book. He claimed that he was Li Yushu, a servant in the general's palace. Let him be buried by the enemy.

The beggars in the city are still so mad, it's tantamount to death.

The southern Xinjiang general who defended the city was rather disdainful.

Shang Wu in the southern Xinjiang is extremely indifferent to these Central Plains gimmicks who do not think of revenge and are proud of death and martyrdom.

He reported it layer by layer and presented this blood book to Chu Ziling, saying that since the person wanted to repay his favor, he might as well fulfill him and let him do live work.

At this point, Chu Ziling's appearance was much thinner than when Shi Dianyun in the world line saw him at the last glance. He had read the blood book, and then burned it with the oil lamp on one side: "Return to him: If you are an enemy, you are also a Southern Xinjiang man, and why do you face him for burial? Why not be ashamed of yourself?"

The general heard that Li Yishu was from the southern Xinjiang, and his killing heart was lightened: "Don't kill?"

Chu Ziling said: "No killing. He came here intentionally to die, but he wanted to see the son, why should I follow his heart."

The general in southern Xinjiang conveyed the words of Chu Ziling.

Upon hearing this, Li Shushu laughed three times and said to the general: "That is annoying, please bury this thing with my son-in-law. Please keep him safe, and I will retrieve this thing with my son-in-law's bone after a few years. At that time, A Shu committed suicide in front of the tomb, and thanked Xie for his life and death. "

After all, he took a bull-eared sharp knife out of his arms, and pierced his tongue with a knife in his mouth.

When the general in southern Xinjiang was shocked, he would inevitably pay tribute to the spirit of the little servant. He said to other defenders that he would drive this person away, so as not to pollute the city gate, he would ache and vomit. Li Yanshu dragged him away, took him home, applied wounding medicine to save his life, and sent him out of the city after his injury stabilized, lying, your tongue has been buried with your son, let's go.

Li Yanshu also knew that he was lying to himself.

The son always laughed trivially. If his tongue was buried with the son, the son would probably be annoying.

But don't worry.

His flesh and blood, as long as he can guard the boy in a certain corner of the city.

The tongue is the least tight thing for him now.

Li Yanshu bowed down, gave him a gift, and then pale, and left Wangcheng with a stunned expression.

After that, Central Plains was plunged into years of war.

Seven years later, Wangcheng was recaptured by the Imperial Army.

At that time, Chu Ziling had already left Wangcheng. The southern Xinjiang general was captured. When chained together by iron chains and taken out of the city, a silver helmet general covered with dust and scars came to him with a white horse Not far away, I stared at him for a moment, then suddenly stopped the team and raised his chin with a whip.

The general in southern Xinjiang saw a familiar face.

Li Yanshu also recognized him, grabbed the reins with one hand, and smiled at him.

The general of the southern Xinjiang was stunned and led away by the team.

The lieutenant followed him on horseback: "Is this man a general?"

Li Yanshu gestured to his vice-president: Don't bury it alive. Give him a happy moment.

The admiral nodded his head, turned the horse's head, and went in the direction of the executioner.

Li Yanshu rode on the street and declared triumph.

He has good ears and can hear people talking about him.

"He's the famous dummie Li Yishu?"

"Yes. You look at the attitude of others, silver guns and white horses, it must be everyone."

"I heard that it was a domestic slave in General's Mansion."

"Where did you hear such a word. In this case, the silver gun rides a white horse, not Ma Chao, or Gao Huaide, who are all first-class goalkeepers, who are ordinary people."

"Yeah. I heard that this man was murderous and he would kill every southern general in the next city. I thought it was a Yasha-like person who wanted to be born like this ... like a scholar."

Li Yishu bowed his head and smiled, striding forward.

After the return of the emperor today, Li Shushu asked to go to the tomb of the son to have a look.

Gongzi's tomb is located in the imperial city. After Chu Ziling's former palace, he took off the silver helmet and iron armor and replaced him with a former straight robe.

He knelt down and took a deep dive.

Every time he comes to the son, he always has endless words to say.

Li Yanshu tried to make a sound: "Ah."

He was amused by his strange sound.

He leaned in front of the tombstone, wrote what he wanted to say on the tombstone with his right hand, said he regretted it, said that he should not have listened to the son of the son and stayed in the general housekeeper, said that he should go to the southern Xinjiang with the son, said he Now Li Yanshu, who is hateful and disgusted, said that his sister A Qing has now married and had a good life, and said that he found that as long as he can practice hard, a stupid bird can fly into the sky to become a peng.

He wrote, sorry, son, seven years have passed before Ashu came.

Talking and writing, Li Yanshu was tired, leaning on his tombstone and closing his eyes, as if he was sleeping outside his son's room every night when he was young.

In the early morning of the second day, his lieutenant general found out in horror that Li Shushu had stopped his wrist in front of Yun Tomb and died.

All his blood was drained, the blood infiltrated the surrounding soil, and the dark red soaked half a meter of land. Li Yanshu sat in the center of the circle, bowed his head against the tombstone, and looked peacefully, like falling asleep.

No one told him that Chu Ziling had noticed that the city was not safe before leaving, and dug up the skeleton of Shiyun Yun, packed it in a small coffin, and took it with the army.

Li Yanshu pinned an empty grave.

Fortunately, he walked in peace.

The World Line stalled, and Ikkoike stood in front of the window.

A Shu's room was lit by candles, and he could see the busy figures inside.

Today, Ashu is still a trivial and awkward Ashu, with a weak martial arts, no intention of warfare, only love to turn around the stove, every night before going to bed, I must ask, what do you want to use for breakfast, lunch and dinner tomorrow? .

Chi Koike pushed in.

Li Shushu heard the door ringing, and suddenly turned back: "My son, why don't you sleep more for a while, the chicken didn't bark."

Chi Xiaochi said: "It is difficult to sleep without Master A Shu's side companionship.

Li Yanshu was amused: "My son is kidding again. You see, Xiao took the mung bean pillow, cleared the fire, and the small ones chose the best mung beans to make sure they were useful."

Chi Xiaochi leaned on the door and looked at him: "You bring these trivial things, occupying space, and heavy, why bother."

Li Shushu has his own set of truths: "A poor family is rich, and it is no better than home. Some things are still better."

Chi Xiaochi picked up his big baggage and examined: "Duck sauce?"

Li Yanshu wiped his sweat: "My son loves to eat, so keep some on the road."

Chi Xiaochi picked up again: "Apricot preserves?"

Li Shushu: "The carriage on the road is bumpy, and the son-in-law is physically weak. It may not be able to stand it. Prepare some sour food for appetizing."

Chi Xiaochi picked up a red note on the bed: "What's this?"

"It was sent by A Qing overnight." Li Yishu looked up and smiled, "She went to Qingyuan Temple to ask for it, and asked the master to open it, and let me pass it to the son. May the son be safe, and the sword and halberds cannot be near . "

Chi Xiaochi held the sign: "She's interested. What about you, she didn't ask for one for you?"

Li Yanshu scratched his head: "She had asked, and Xiao Xiao specially told her not to ask, for fear of asking for two would not work."

Chi Xiaochi held the rune in his hand: "Ashu, you are too trivial."

Li Shushu also didn't mind: "Just be able to do something for the son."

Chi Xiaochi threw Fu at him: "If you want to do something for me, you might as well be my lieutenant general."

Li Yanshu reached out to catch it, a little puzzled: "Isn't there Aling, the young man who cares about eating and drinking is fine."

Chi Xiaochi asked, "Did you just want to be a little sister-in-law for a lifetime?"

Li Shushu is not stupid. He knows that the son is intentionally uplifting, but he still shook his head and honestly said, "As long as the son of the son, Ah Shu will be willing."

Chi Xiaochi lowered his eyes: "Then I won't die, and I want you to serve me forever."

Because of this sentence, Chi Koike made a big disaster.

Li Yishu obeyed him to dress, wash, to have breakfast, to set off on horseback, to the road to the imperial city leader, and then to leave the city, his mouth never rested. Its core theme was "boys talking nonsense", can't wait for the pool Koike made a hundred noises and spit out all his anger.

Chi Xiaochi was stricken with a face, but he seriously listened to each of his sentences and tried to pretend that he could not see Yan Yuanheng in front of him frequently.