Secrets Under the Peach Tree Chapter 5

I thought Tristan couldn't sleep.

After the bandits kidnapped him and went up the mountain, they knocked him unconscious for half a day. I snatched him into the East County Prince's Mansion and he slept for half a day. I just fell asleep and fainted again, so I slept all day today.

I yawned and turned over. I couldn't control whether he slept or not. After a day of fighting, my eyelids couldn't resist and wanted to be intimate together. I concentrated on calming down and adjusting my inner breath. I heard someone as thin as a mosquito above my head shouting vaguely, "Caleb Song...Caleb Song..."

I raised my hand and waved it in the air, covering my head to continue sleeping well. Numbness spread from my chest to my limbs, and I gradually drifted away. I half-opened my eyelids and saw the golden light, and I was floating in the air. I quickly lowered my head and saw two vaguely human figures lying motionless on the bed. This fairy gradually rose higher and higher, passed through the beams and tiles, and stopped on the roof. Ming Xingjun stroked his beard under the moonlight and said with a smile: "Caleb Song."

I half-closed my eyelids and said feebly: "A book can determine the lives of all people. Xingjun still has time to worry about this matter. He mentions me to say something from time to time. Your old immortal Caleb Song admires him very much. Summoned at this time, Xingjun What do you have to say?"

Mr. Mingge narrowed his eyes and said, "Isn't it now that Yuanjun is free? I'll give Yuanjun a cloud bed to make amends for disturbing Qingmeng. After returning to heaven, I will give Yuanjun a cloud bed to make amends. Yuanjun, what happened at night?" , I saw it all.

Ah, did Ming Ge Xingjun see Tristan throw himself into a trap, or should I help him transfer his energy? I sighed and said, "It's good if Mr. Xing sees it. I was just about to tell you. Mr. Xing, please tell me something in front of the Jade Emperor. Please ask the Jade Emperor to send another immortal to deal with the catastrophe. It's hard for a little fairy to do this." Ren. Tristan has a fierce nature and will seek death if he is tortured. If someone is not careful and Tristan dies, then whose fault will it be that I don’t do it?

Ming Ge said: "I asked Mr. Yuan to come out tonight just to talk about this matter. The Jade Emperor has already cast an immortal spell on Mu Ruoyan. Until the calamity of love is gone, it will never end in this life. Mr. Yuan just let go of his hands and feet. , don't worry."

Oh my God, the Jade Emperor is so wicked. If Tristan is not allowed to die, isn't it because he has an affair with Emperor Nanming? Why should he be punished to this extent?

I returned to the house from the roof and attached myself to Li Siming's body. Tristan beside him is still lying motionless. If this immortal king were him, what would he do in this situation? I moved towards the bed so that he could lie in it more spaciously. Turn over and look out again, enter the dark and sweet, open your eyes and the sky will be bright.

I stood up and opened the quilt. Tristan beside me was breathing evenly, but he seemed to be sleeping. I must have kept my eyes open until dawn, and I was so exhausted that I couldn't help but fall asleep. I leaned over to look at his sleeping face. His eyes were closed calmly, his long eyebrows were stretched, and his face was calm.

It's not easy for him to get a good night's sleep at this level. I got out of bed gently, opened the door, and the maid brought water to wash up. Go to the small hall to dine.

The romantic story of this Immortal Lord sleeping in the same bed with the frail young master he snatched for a night was probably known to everyone in the whole house before noon. I wandered around the courtyard and saw servants, maids, and nurses gathered together in twos and threes, whispering secretly, and looking towards the east wing of the courtyard from time to time. As soon as I caught sight of this immortal, they immediately shrank their heads and kept silent, and dispersed. open.

I just pretended not to see it. It is not uncommon to practice masculine behavior. When I was still an ordinary person, there were many rich men and princes who had male favorites. How much more so today? I simply opened the window paper and went to Li Siyuan first, "Second brother, among the people captured the day before yesterday, there was a handsome scholar. I liked it very much after seeing it and wanted to keep it in the yard. Second brother, can you agree?"

Li Siyuan must have known the news. He looked at me and smiled implicitly, "It turns out that my third brother is good at this."

I said: "I didn't know it at first, but when I saw him, for some reason I couldn't help but want to tie him up. I know that his origin is unknown, so even though I keep him by my side, I will keep a close eye on him and never forget to search for him."

Li Siyuan said: "If you really find out something, are you willing to kill Third Brother?"

I moved my face and sighed softly: "Second brother really asked about the weak point. If you find out anything... please show mercy to the second brother and leave it to the younger brother to reward him. Don't... ...Don't torture him."

Li Siyuan laughed, walked over from behind the table and patted me on the shoulder: "I can't tell, third brother, you are actually a compassionate person! I went to check the other guards yesterday, but I didn't find anything serious. Then. Just keep it. When dad comes back, my second brother will say something nice for you."

I hurriedly thanked him, "Thank you, second brother! Thank you, second brother!" Li Siyuan said, "You just say thank you in vain, and don't you treat second brother to a drink?" Shunshui gave me a favor and even knocked me up in the evening. A good meal and a drink.

I then called all the servants and maids around me to my eyes, opened the window and explained clearly, "Master Yan in the east chamber is my son from today on. You must treat him with the same respect and service as you treat me. You must not There's even the slightest mistake. If I, the Master, find out, you say anything disrespectful to Mr. Yan behind his back, or serve him half-heartedly..." I sneered, let go, and a cup fell to the ground. He was shattered into pieces with a loud sound, "This cup is your example, do you understand?"

The servants were shaking like chaff in a sieve, and they kowtowed to the ground, "I obey."

Satisfied, I stood up and left my seat, and I became more and more proficient in the blackface act.

Of course, I didn’t forget to bother Tristan Xingjun with this matter. I swaggered into the east wing of the room, where Tristan was standing by the window. The day before yesterday, I was praised by Mr. Mingge for helping him pass the time, and I realized that I should let go of my hands and feet when doing things. So he walked over slowly, took Tristan half into his arms, and said with a smile: "Now everyone in the palace knows that you are mine. I have asked the steward to change the bed to a big bed in the upper room. From now on Just sleep with me in the upper room."

Mu Ruoyan's stiff body trembled, half-closed her cold eyes, smiled sadly, and suddenly started to cough loudly and heart-wrenchingly, hitting two mouthfuls of blood on my sleeves, pushing me to stagger, and said intermittently: "I, Mu Ruoyan, was born as a seven-foot man and received the teachings of saints...I would rather die than be humiliated by you and other rats..." He actually hit the wall of the house. I knew that he hit the wall. Undead, he didn't stop him in time. As soon as his hands grabbed his sleeve, his forehead hit the wall, dripping with blood, and he fainted.

Just played it again...

Calling people, calling doctors, applying medicine, prescribing prescriptions, decoction, and making people fall on their backs.

I am squatting on Tristan's bedside, very melancholy. I feel that the Jade Emperor sent me to the lower realm not to let me torment Tristan, but actually to let Tristan torment me.

For example, now, Tristan is in a coma, clenching his teeth and unable to take any medicine. I had no choice but to hold the medicine bowl, take a sip of the medicine, and then put it into his mouth. In the final analysis, did he lose or did I lose?

Ming Xingjun is an old guy, and it is easy to say that Tristan cannot die. It would be convenient for him to die, so he could find a coffin and carry it in and bury him. If he doesn't die, he will faint and linger on the sick bed, waiting for me to serve him. Is it possible for you, an old man, to serve him?

I dare not scold the Jade Emperor, so I scold Ming Xingjun to vent my anger. Just scold an old guy and feed him Tristan. Looking sideways, there are figures on the seams of the door and window paper. They must be maids and servants peeking.

A few days ago, everyone in the palace regarded me as an evil star. After today, all the servants looked at me in a very different way, full of sympathy and admiration. Admire me for being a passionate person.