Royal Road

Riding on the horse, the cold wind blasted, and the heat on Yi Yan's face faded slightly, and after that, his face became hard to look. What did he just think of?

Didn’t you make up your mind to stop thinking about these blasphemous things? How can someone talk nonsense, that's how it becomes! He couldn't help feeling regretful, he pulled his horse and wanted to stop and return to the barracks. However, the soldiers guarding the gate had already seen him and hurriedly let go of the passage.

Seeing that the door had been opened, Yi Yan couldn't turn his head and left, biting his head and riding into the house. He tied his love horse to the manger, and carefully patted the dust on his body to wash away the stains on his hands. Then he settled down and walked to the main courtyard.

In the room, Liang Feng is moxibustion. Now that the weather has not warmed up, no matter how much charcoal is burned, it is easy to catch the cold. Therefore, the acupuncture all fell on the acupoints of the legs and feet.

Take off the brocade socks, put a pair of thin ankles on the brocade cushion, Liang Feng Ren Jiang Da Shiai. This time Jiang Da still used the alternate technique of hanging Ai and pecking, Ai Zhu moved up and down the acupuncture points between his legs and feet, only warm and not burning. Applying Ai in this way will not leave scars, just a faint red scar, which disappears the next day.

However, this mild Aifa also has some side effects, that is, itching! Liang Feng is very resistant to pain, but this kind of itching like scratching his feet is a bit unbearable, and often can't help but want to remove his calf and avoid Ai Zhu. Unexpectedly that such a simple moxibustion would cause problems, Jiang Da was also a little helpless, so he had to grab the opponent's ankle and be careful not to touch the skin with Ai Zhu in his hand.

When they came and went, sweat was seen on their heads. Seeing that he could not escape, Liang Feng had to cough dry and said to Green Bamboo: "Go to the kitchen and get some pastries."

This is definitely not the time for snacks, but Luzhu still smiled and got up and walked outside the door. Lang Jun was afraid of embarrassment and deliberately distracted himself. How could Lu Zhu not give him face?

Seeing Lu Zhu left the room, Liang Feng moved a little bit on Pingji, before clearing his throat: "Jin, I always feel something is wrong these days."

Jiang Da stopped with Ai Zhu immediately, and asked nervously, "Where is the lord? But what's wrong with the new recipe?"

Liang Feng started taking the auxiliary medicine left by the imperial physician two days ago. If the medicine conflicts, it will be bad.

Liang Feng touched his nose: "It's not that. It's just... uh... lack of yang qi, lack of kidney qi..."

He has been holding back this matter for a long time. Since coming to this world, this body has been ill and crooked, let alone other things, not even Chen Bo, which made Liang Feng awkward to the extreme. It stands to reason that the addictive drugs have been taken off, and there should be some improvement. Who knows that after eating venison a few times, there is no change. Now that the health doctor is finally free, of course he has to ask.

When Jiang Da heard this, he let out a sigh of relief: "If you don't heal from a serious illness, take it for granted."

Seeing that he bowed his head to Shi Ai again, Liang Feng couldn't help but said in embarrassment, "Is there no way to heal it?"

"No wonder the lord ate so much horsemeat and venison." Jiang Da's tone was a little uncomfortable. "Daily tonic should be used with caution. Taking powder is easy to cause wasting disease, and the essence of kidney injury can only be recovered slowly. ."

"But Hanshisan has stopped for a long time..." Liang Feng was a little unwilling.

"It's not appropriate to take loose and impotence. This kind of chronic disease must be cured slowly from the root." Jiang Da continued to use Ai again.

Liang Feng: "..."

He really forgot that Hanshisan also had aphrodisiac effect. Could it be that the original owner's body has always been in poor health, so he used Hanshisan as a small blue pill? Not to mention, such a big house does not even have a concubine room, and the maid serving is a yellow-haired girl who has not grown up like Luzhu. As far as the original owner is concerned, it is really not abnormal or impotence!

For a moment, Liang Feng asked the heavens speechlessly. Could it be that I was too flowery and too affectionate, and I was retributed?

It may be that he felt the decline of Liang Feng, Jiang Da added: "There are also methods in the palace to nurse these hidden worries. The lord does not need to be impatient. Once the remaining poison in the body is gone, he can recover. But before that, it is abstinence. For good."

Isn't it all right? How can Liang Feng be a good bed partner who attaches great importance to bed etiquette, how can he be cheeky and dissatisfied with the girl's desires. That is one or two years, forbearance and forbearance.

Just thinking about it, Ai Zhu slid towards Zusanli, just like a knee-jump reflex, his leg involuntarily flicked, trying to avoid it.

Mars almost poked the flesh, and Jiang Da was shocked: "Master!"

"Next time, don't moxibus the legs, it will be better on the back." Liang Feng couldn't help rubbing the itchy leg sockets to the extreme.

"How can it work?" Jiang Da couldn't laugh or cry. It was the first time that he had seen the lord so unreasonable after seeing the doctor for so long.

"Just let the green bamboo have more charcoal pots..."

The two were bargaining, and Yi Yan walked into the bedroom. Seeing the bare-legged and disheveled lord, and Jiang Da kneeling beside the bed, I only felt a buzz in my head: "Lord!"

"Huh? Yi Ying is just right when you came, help me hold the lord!" Jiang Da has been in the barracks these days, and he has some friendship with Yi Yan, knowing that his face is vicious, but his heart is not bad, so he hurriedly called Tao.

After hearing this, Yi Yan discovered the moxa stick in his hand. Is this Shi Ai? The main office has never asked for help during the consultation, so why hold it down? However, thinking in his mind, he could not help but stepped forward and walked over.

The legs were very thin, thin and straight, as white as jade. Curled up on the dark soft couch, itching in the throat. Yi Yan swallowed dryly, and said softly, "Master, the subordinates are offended..."

As he said, he knelt down, and in accordance with Jiang Da's instructions, he reached out and pressed Liang Feng's knee socket and ankle to fix the calf on the couch. The skin in his hands was extremely slippery, wrapped in a thin layer on the leg bones, and there was some softness in the ruggedness, like a cluster of flames licking in the palm. It made him want to hold on tightly, but also want to let go.

Ai Zhu wanders on the delicate skin, like a bird tongue, points above the acupuncture points, making the skin underneath red and sweaty. When Ai Zhu approached, the skin on that thin calf would twitch, and the round toes tightened slightly, seeming to want to get out of his control. When far away, the texture will relax again, softly lying under his palm, cute and pitying. Just looking at those legs, Yi Yan could no longer hear or see them, only his heartbeat was pounding like a thundering drum.

Being held down by someone, Liang Feng couldn't struggle anymore, so he could only grit his teeth and endure the itching. This is not the kind of refreshing itching that makes people laugh, but the itching that rises from the bottom of my heart and makes people just want to kick it away. It's almost like torture. Who would have expected itchy meat to grow on the legs? He didn't dare to say anything, he leaned on Pingji, wanting to endure this with willpower.

Ai had his left leg and his right leg, and it took a full quarter of an hour for the torture to end. Jiang Da breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay. Once in the next five days, you can change the needle when it gets warmer."

"It's better for Ai back." Liang Feng put his hand on his face and replied weakly.

Yi Yan slowly let go of his hand, but didn't get up immediately, but cramped and tightened his legs, half arched, and his face was full of red clouds. Thanks to Jiang Da and Liang Feng are talking about Ai Ai, and they didn't pay attention to this side. He secretly pressed his hands on his legs, and his fingers pinched his thighs in pain.

This is in front of the lord! Never gaffe!

This is the same sentence repeatedly in my heart, and I don't know whether the force of the pinch on the leg is working, or the self-warning is more useful. When Lu Zhu walked into the house, carefully wiped off the sweat for Liang Feng, and put on the brocade socks, those strange reactions finally faded.

After moving two steps back, Yi Yan knelt and sat aside.

Jiang Da was finally dismissed, and Liang Feng sat up from the couch. Things really didn't go well today, but it's already here, and it doesn't make much sense to think about it. Let's cure the illness first, and if you are well taken care of, you will naturally have what you should have.

Thinking of this, Liang Feng couldn't help but sighed slightly: "There are flowers that can be folded and must be folded. Don't wait for the branches to be folded without flowers."

I didn't understand the true meaning of the poem, but saw that Liang Feng's face was not yet lazy and flushed, and Yi Yan also looked away from him.

Turning his head to look straight and kneeling aside, his mouth was tightly pressed, and the two pieces of Yi Yan who were still a little red, Liang Feng snorted, "Let's play Go today."

The military flag has changed less, and now Yi Yan can already draw a tie with him, without the pleasure of abusing food at all. He was seen as a joke, of course he wouldn't let this kid go. Anyway, he won two rounds in order to dispel his hatred.

Yi Yan nodded boredly without saying a word, kneeling down in front of the case.

Black and white chess pieces spread between the two, concealing those floating feelings.

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"How many days will I get to Liang Mansion?" The man with a face full of wind and frost sat on the wooden pier beside the road, his face was not washed for a long time, and it was stained with dust, but he didn't care and drank cold water in his bag , Shivering with cold.

"After Taihangxing, I will be able to do it in one day." The servant of Liang's mansion, who was sitting on the side, handed a piece of dry food over, and said comfortably.

"Can you pass the level now?" He seemed to be unable to believe it, and asked again.

"Zile, since people have come thousands of miles, I wouldn't even be able to do these things badly." With the help of a guard, another man in a coarse cloth checked the suitcases on the backs of two horses carefully before saying, "Fortunately, I didn’t choose the bullock cart, or I’m afraid I won’t be able to go too far."

"You still said! The book is missing half!" The person named Huan Zile immediately became angry and yelled.

"Already let you steal half of it from Uncle Wang." The other party snorted coldly.

"This is a loan! I will return it when I finish sorting it out." The man didn't feel that he was doing anything wrong, and the man grunted and bit the cake in his hand. "As long as I print the book, these are all It's okay to give it to your uncle!"

Simply unable to communicate, Liu Jian sighed and sat down on the side of the road. A thousand miles away, but when I heard that my grandfather's book could be printed, the kid ran over with the booklet on his back. The younger brother in his hometown hasn’t seen him for how long, and the state doesn’t know what it looks like. If he is sold, he can’t escape.

Can Liang Mansion really help them print the manuscript left by their grandfather? He and Zile can only count, what can they do when they arrive at Liang Mansion? Is it for someone to settle accounts?

Calmly glanced at the guards beside him, Liu Jian shook his head. Forget it, the Liang Mansion was able to send five people to **** them all the way from Qingzhou, so it was full of sincerity. It's a Tinghou again, if it's a noble person who likes astrology, maybe he can fool it.

Alas, I don't know how that junior brother Zile told people, so don't make jokes.

Suppressing the worry in his heart, he also picked up the dry food and ate it bite by bite.