Lu Da was an exceptional person, he actually brought a pot of tea with him and poured three bamboo cups over, placing them aside.
Looking down from this "big carpet", we can see the autumn sun, all kinds of ripe fruit, some undulating crops, harvest season, autumn wind passing the ears, the sun is warm but not scorching, autumn everything, just right.
Yue Pengju couldn't see it, so his sense of smell became even more sensitive. In the air, there were all kinds of autumn flowers, beautiful scents, and a faint and delicate fragrance. With his beloved wife by his side, his deep and sincere friend, a cup of green tea, and a wisp of cool breeze, he took a deep breath.
Lu Da drank a cup of tea and laughed heartily: "Pengju, when your wish is fulfilled, this Sprinkler will welcome you two as husband and wife anytime. "Although you are a big-hearted man and the Sprinkler is not afraid, ha-ha ha, but tell the little monks to open more wasteland, and there will only be a variety of herbs."
"Thank you, Big Brother Lu."
Immediately, the three of them discussed all sorts of interesting stories. They did not mention anything unpleasant, neither did they mention the imperial government nor the war. However, Hua Rong still could not resist. She had repeatedly tried to euphemistically and explicitly persuade Zhao Deji to be on his guard against Qin Gui, but to no avail. She had already given up on persuading him otherwise. However, it was not without worry. "Peng Gao, I don't know how long the Emperor has allowed you to take. I'm afraid he might send for a life. First, you have to raise your eyes."
"I have already resigned and am being watched by Zai Fu and Zhang Jun. Sister Shi Qi, don't worry, we will definitely have a peaceful time."
She passed a cup of tea to her husband and also drank a cup herself. Looking down from the cliff below, the wild chrysanthemums were like golden brocades, a gentle breeze blew by, causing the two of them to temporarily forget about their worries. They only wanted to be able to enjoy this moment for a moment.
That night, before the two went to bed, Hua Rong tidied up the items on the table. Seeing the bottle of green liquid, she inadvertently put it aside and felt a faint pain in her heart.
Yue Pengju couldn't see his wife's expression, so he heard her packing her things. She said softly, "Sister Shi Qi, I forgot to tell you, I've already asked Liu Wu to appraise that piece of Iron Vouchers."
"Heh, what's that?"
"It's Jin Wushu's Death-Free Token."
"Haha, that's great. I'll take it. He must use all means possible to take it back. In the future, we will also create some troubles for him and threaten him for a bit." Hua Rong was very happy. Thinking of something, she could not help but ask, "Where did King Qin and the rest go?"
"Well, thank him for finding you for me. I gave him the design of Yang Me's ship, and he left. He didn't say where he went. "
Hua Rong quietly moved the bundle on the table a little bit more. Inside, there was the golden leaf that she had prepared beforehand. golden leaf, the medicine bottle of Green Pine Stone, these two things caused one's heart to faintly ache. She didn't tell her husband about the 'spiritual medicine' and was subconsciously even more unwilling to consume it. It was as if after drinking it all at once, no matter what the result would be, she would step on a friendship that she could not repay to obtain 'happiness'!
Since that was the case, he would rather not be "happy"!
She put the bundle away in a wooden box in the corner, covered it, and let out a sigh of relief. Hearing her husband's gentle voice, "Sister Shi Qi, what are you doing? Why don't you go to bed? "
She walked over to him with a smile and said softly, "Am I not coming now?"
After this conflict, the friendship between the two deepened. From then on, the husband and wife pair stayed in Donglin Temple.
Lu Da invited a few doctors to treat Yue Pengju's eye ailments, and continued to use various medicinal herbs to treat it day after day. With a peaceful and warm life, coupled with his wife's meticulous care, Yue Pengju's eye disease gradually improved. After such a long period of time, although he still needed to cover himself with a bandage, he could no longer receive the strong light and was no longer in pain.
During this period of time, the two of them had truly been the happiest couple in their lives, the two of them had never had any grudges or love, especially Hua Rong. Even though she had served her husband all day, she did not feel any hardship, and instead felt that it was exceptionally sweet. All sorts of trivial matters, every one of them was more satisfying than the storms of war.
The two of them had been in the mountains for a long time, and they did not notice the passage of time. It had been more than three months. After a day of breakfast, Hua Rong accompanied her husband for a walk. Suddenly, she felt extremely uncomfortable and vomited continuously. Yue Pengju immediately supported his wife: "Sister Shi Qi, are you sick? We have to find a doctor. "
"It's not a big deal. It must be that the weather has turned cold and caught a cold."
When she said this, she couldn't help but retch again.
Yue Pengju was even more worried: "Sister Shi Qi, I've been listening to you retort these few days, you must take a look, don't get sick."
Leaning on her husband, she felt a wave of fatigue wash over her, and her eyelids drooped. She clearly had a good night's sleep, but now she wants to go back to sleep. "I don't know why, but I've been feeling dizzy and drowsy lately. I don't want to eat anything. "
"What should I do? We must ask the doctor to take a look. "
Seeing him so anxious, Hua Rong laughed: "It's better now, it's alright again."
"No, we have to hurry back, we can't let you get cold."
"Yes."
Hua Rong supported her husband as she walked back. They saw the huge stone slab of stone at the side pulling his hand, "Pengju, let's go take a seat."
He did not want to see his wife unwell, but when he heard her warm insistence, he let her sit with him on the smooth stone floor.
Behind them was an ancient pine tree that covered the sky. Looking into the distance, the winter weather started to chill everything. However, it wasn't the harshest yet. The withered grass turned yellow, and the various evergreen plants in the south still had some vitality. A cool breeze blew. Yue Pengju felt that his wife's hands were a little cold, so he embraced her tightly and untied the thick layer of cotton to cover her.
"Sister Shi Qi, you've worked hard these past few days taking care of me. Maybe that's why I'm so tired. "
What a fool, taking care of food and shelter everyday, not to mention there were two janissaries helping him, how could he be exhausted? She said lightly: "I don't know how happy I am. I'd rather spend my life with you in this place so that I could take care of you everyday! " When she said this, she felt that something was a little strange. She raised her head from his embrace and looked at him, only to discover that Pengju had unveiled his eyes at an unknown time, and was staring at her with eyes as gentle as water.
"Pengju, quickly blindfold your eyes. Why …" As she spoke, she reached out her hand to help him, and when her hand landed on his cheek, she was caught. His voice was full of smiles as he said, "Sister Shi Qi …"
Her eyes lit up, and she was wild with joy: "Pengju, your eyes healed?"
"Alright!" He had completely recovered! "A few days ago, I didn't feel anything was wrong, but just to be safe, I endured two to three more days …"
She watched with delight as he dropped the 'eyepatch' that had accompanied him for so long, but his burning gaze made her blush.
From the beginning of the conflict to her departure to the past two months, Yue Pengju looked at his wife carefully without blinking. Although he could see his wife when he changed the medicine several times, he couldn't really see his clearly. Only today, when he was being urged by her to blindfold, could he truly see his clearly with his bright eyes — the joy of seeing the light of day again.
She wore a light green Skirt, and on her head was a thin hairpin. Because of her peaceful life these past few months, her body and mind had completely relaxed, and the fresh air between the mountains, the delicious delicacies in the mountains — — were nourished by a woman who was truly immersed in married love, and her entire face was radiant and radiant. She was extremely enchanting, and her eyes shone especially — he could even see his own reflection in them.
She suddenly stretched out her hand and twisted his cheek. "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a beauty before …" "Your eyes are just right. You can't see too much light all the time, close your eyes quickly …"
"Hahaha!" He laughed out loud, held her hand, and obediently closed his eyes. He lowered his head and spoke next to her lips, "That's right, Sister Shi Qi, I have never seen you this beautiful before!"
This person!
Hua Rong wanted to bicker with him, but she felt sweet in her heart. Looking around, it was as if the two were in a painting, the only thought in her mind was, In this kind of day, whoever invites me to be a deity would never go.
The winter sun was setting fast. The two of them stood up and walked back together.
Hua Rong was elated: "Pengju, your eyes are back. We're going to have a big feast tonight."
Yue Pengju readily agreed.
The so-called "guests for the grand feast" were to invite Lu Da and a group of small monks. The two of them lived in the West Wing, which was a guest area, so there was a degree of "isolation" between the two of them. After Yue Pengju came, Lu Da was naturally no longer worried for Hua Rong's safety, so he instructed the young monks not to disturb the two of them. He himself meditated quietly, and after a long while, he stopped eating the dog meat, and went into a semi-seclusion.
The two of them excitedly went to look for Lu Da. Seeing that Yue Pengju's eyes had recovered, Lu Da was naturally happy for him: "Haha, we should celebrate tonight. Sprinkler should go and find a jar of good wine."
The two knew that he had only been able to reach a certain level of mastery in the Dao of the Sword, and that he had to reach a certain level of mastery in order to reach a certain level of mastery in it. However, since he still had to invite other young monks, the dishes were mostly vegetarian.
In addition to the fresh radish and cabbage that were stored underground in the cellar, as well as the other winter dishes, tofu and the like, Hua Rong had also managed to produce seven or eight types of delicious delicacies.
Ma Chao had already prepared dinner, and since he was happy today, he prepared two more dishes himself. As soon as the food was served, the smell of cooking oil rose up. His stomach was so unwell that she could not help but retch again. He dropped the spatula and ran out. Yue Pengju immediately supported her: "No, tomorrow I must ask a doctor to take a look."