It's clearly impossible to sweat under the eyes.
Yan Qing suddenly realized that it is very important, and can no longer be the scene of the hilarious look down, and hurriedly will be on the table of the porcelain pot to get, while the cool through the tea slowly to Lu Bu's sweat-sheen face pouring, while gently patting, pressed to the ear to go, and repeatedly called Lu Bu's name.
The effect is not no, at least he clearly see Lu Bu frown more tightly, breathing more and more rapid, thin lips slightly lifted, revealing the bottom of the tightly clenched teeth, eyelids accelerated fluttering, obviously about to wake up.
Yan Qing's actions directly affected the course of Lu Bu's dream. He only felt that one moment he was in Yangzhou working hard on his fields, and at the same time dealing with Liu Biao, the next moment the surrounding scene suddenly blossomed, and he was standing on the wall of Shouchun, and outside was the newly occupied states of Xu, Yanzhou, and Yu (Chen Gong, although dissatisfied with Cao Cao's killing of Bian Jean, could not find a suitable candidate for the job, and therefore kept his troops in place to not instigate a revolt for the time being, and Yangzhou was also too far away to contact him), and Cao Cao himself was leading a large army to the city. Yangzhou is also too far away to be contacted), and Cao Cao is leading a large army that is approaching the city.
When Lu Bu was assassinated by Wei Xu Hao Meng, his halberd was stolen, and he was tied up, along with Zhang Liao and Gao Shun, and thrown to Cao Cao like a chicken, storming, Yan Qing also finished pouring the water.
Lu Bu still did not wake up, Yan Qing under the trouble, the only way to find another way, pulled a goose feather in the pillow out, began to scratch his feet not light or heavy.
He shuddered and subconsciously curled up his legs, and his person snapped out of it.
He woke up, and Yan Qing silently sighed in relief, casually dropping the goose feather and raising his eyes, he couldn't help but immediately fetch a clean handkerchief to wipe his face, and said in amusement, "What kind of dream did Lord have, how come he's crying like this?"
Lu Bu's appearance at this time is really a mess to the extreme - sweat and tears mixed together, sweat stains and tear stains paths, this is a mighty tiger, but has become a poor flower cat.
However, Lu Bu did not utter a word, only staring straight at him with wide-open eyes.
Seeing him react like this, Yan Qing could not help but be surprised, "Could it be related to Qing?"
Lu Bu's expression remained motionless.
Yan Qing shrugged his shoulders, in his opinion, at most, Lu Bu had a rather sad nightmare and happened to catch an emotionally charged moment to cry this miserably, but it was not at all something that could be called a big deal.
At best, as a big man, it's hard not to feel a loss of dignity when he accidentally catches a glimpse of him crying.
But there was no outsider in the room to spy the wetness under the eyelids, and the relationship between him and Lu Bu was extraordinary, and it wasn't as if he hadn't seen more humiliating things, so why should he be so concerned?
Sensei was talking in his sleep and dropping his golden beans, even if he wet his bed, Yan Qing thought that he would be tolerant enough to pretend that he didn't see it, and help clean up the mess in the meantime, rather than laughing at him.
It was because Lu Bu's eyes weren't quite right, and he didn't return the question, so Yan Qing thought about it and only attributed it to the fact that the other party was still immersed in the hurt from the dream, and his mind was foggy before failing to return to his senses.
"It's not enough to just rub it, you sit and slow down first." Yan Qing thoughtfully says, "I'll go call for water and help you wash your face again."
However, he just moved to the edge of the bed, will be a leg down, exploring to find the cloth track, with the clay wooden sculpture like Lu Bu came to life, but vigorously hooped his waist, back to force a strong body, followed by a sturdy and robust body, like a mountain like pressure down.
"Do what!"
Yan Qing was knuckled under by this unsuspected attack of his and nearly screamed out, lowering his voice to chide a sentence, "We have serious business to attend to tomorrow, don't fool around."
But Lu Bu, after pouncing on him without greeting and confining him under his body, did not seem like what he thought it was, begging for pleasure and entanglement in a tricky and pleasing way, only slowly bending his head down and burying his sweaty head in the area of his shoulder and neck.
Yan Qing froze, sensing Lu Bu's substantial uneasiness, no longer hesitant to encircle him with both hands, comfortingly rubbing the mottled and scarred back for a while, and no longer inquiring about the content of the dream, only softly saying, "No matter what happened, it's just a dream, it's fine to wake up."
He was still pressed heavily against him, and did not give a half-hearted response.
Yan Qing, however, could clearly feel the collar of his thin bedclothes being slowly soaked by scalding wetness, bringing with it a gust of breath that made him uneasy.
Yan Qing couldn't help but fumble with his thoughts for a while when Lu Bu suddenly spoke angrily, "Cut off Fengxiao's six-month supply of alcohol."
Yan Qing responded without hesitation, "Good."
Looks like Guo Jia messed with Lu Bu in his dream?
No sooner had this speculation popped up than Lu Bu, whose heart is smaller than the tip of a needle, continued to settle scores and coldly said, "Cancel Wen He's half year's recess for another six months."
Yan Qing hesitated slightly this time, "...... Good."
Jia Yan has always been prudent and cautious, how come he was also missed by Lu Bu? Don't be angry.
Depriving Guo Jia of the power to drink for a period of time is something that is good for his health, and Yan Qing is in favor of it. But Jia Dang is ...... in short, first promised, when Lu Bu is no longer angry, and then go to persuade him to return to the heart of it.
Yan Qing made up his mind, and Lu Bu also finished releasing the harsh words of demoting Hao Meng, Hou Cheng, and others, and then finding a way to chop up Cao Cao's entire family in a single breath, and once again fell silent.
When Lu Bu spoke out again, his consistently low and hoarse voice was laced with a thick nasal tone, and there were a few lingering pangs that were about to spill out, "If Shiguang is no longer there, where should Bu go to look for him?"
Yan Qing had a clear mind, and instantly guessed the key to what was troubling Lu Bu.
It wasn't as if he couldn't have avoided it, and placating Lu Bu would have been enough.
But perhaps the day Lu Bu will move into the palace is close at hand, Yan Qing thought about it, but it was an impulse, decided to tell the truth, and will show his heart: "As long as there is the Lord, Qing will certainly not far away from the thousands of miles to come to assist, not to leave, until death. Unless it is ......"
Lu Bu immediately followed up with, "Unless what?"
Yan Qing sighed softly and calmly finished adding, "...... I am no longer alive."
First his so many years of longing worship, and then so many years of living together, heart to heart, mutual companionship, common growth, even if in the end can not do lovers, but will return to the simple identity of the master and minister, Yan Qing are incredibly sure that they will not part ways with Lu Bu.
Lu Bu was eleven years older than him, and logically, the one who would leave first would definitely be Lu Bu, but Yan Qing was only clear that he had the determination to follow him to the Yellow Springs, but he did not know just how long he could live with this strange body of his, which did not seem to see even the slightest sign of aging on the surface.
On the topic of sadness, Yan Qing thought he had answered cautiously and to the point, but he soon realized that he had still said the wrong thing.
For Lu Bu never opened his mouth or changed his posture again after hearing his reply.
Luckily, apart from that initial blow, Lu Bu didn't really put his entire body weight onto Yan Qing, but instead propped his elbows on his sides and supported himself.
So much so that Yan Qing waited apprehensively for the next time he asked a question, but as she waited, she was struck down by weariness, and in the midst of this dead silence, she fell asleep without realizing it.
When he woke up, it was already dawn outside, the quilt on his body was well covered, and Lu Bu, on the other hand, had long since disappeared.
He got up and rubbed his brow, calmed down a little, then called the maid to come in, and did not rush to wash and dress, but first asked about Lu Bu's whereabouts.
-As expected, it's off to the barracks again .
Yan Qing really couldn't figure out what kind of dream could have pushed Lu Bu to that point.
Because he was too absorbed in his thoughts, he was in a completely absent-minded state when he was having his meal, so that he accidentally shoved the spoon full of white porridge in the wrong direction, and it didn't go into his mouth, but it crashed into the straight bridge of his nose, causing him to be scalded as well as being touched by the spoon's tendons and bones, which made him sore, and it also harmed his appearance, so that he had to re-clean his face again, which was also a waste of time.
Yan Qing was still disturbed to this extent for the first time, and while chagrined, he also made up his mind that he had to find a way to figure it out.
However, Lu Bu didn't give him a chance to continue probing: he didn't return home for several nights in a row, and lived directly in the head of the barracks.
Yan Qingming knew that he was deliberately avoiding him, and was not in a good position to run off and arrest him, and was soon busy with preparations for after the completion of the Receiving Zen platform.
When their next serious see above, was actually by Liu Xie "please", in the first Ping 11 years of February gengwu day chen time, to go to the altar of the three-story high Zen.
Yan Qing even love to the depths, also not have to cling to the obsessive nature, but the thought of this precious last few nights, because of Lu Bu dark quarrels, was born to miss, or feel a little pity.
But this feeling of regret was fleeting.
The change of dynasty is near, as the first person under Lu Bu's command, even though the official position has not been changed, Yan Qing is also ranked as the head of the group of ministers, leading more than 400 officials gathered under the altar, outside the eight thousand forbidden guards surrounded by the airtight enclosure.
Liu Xie body injury is not healed, walking difficult, need to be supported by two chamberlains, but also insisted on personally holding the seal (also his last time with this lost and found, lost and symbolizes the supreme power and orthodox inheritance of the seal of the bright and open contact), broad macro with a smile, but the heart of the pain such as a knife twisting, and hated can't be dressed in nine chapters of the coronation of the traitors Yan Gong death by a thousand cuts to go.
But the fantasy is destined to be empty, not only Liu Xie never have the strength to throw himself, but also has never existed the courage to burn the jade stone.
Once the greed for life and fear of death takes over, cowardice comes rushing in like a flood against a dike.
Liu Xie, under the coercion of irresistible power, chose to give up his ancestral foundation in order to save himself.
Liu Xie took a deep breath, out of the corner of his eye hastily swept over the outside of the altar of acceptance of Zen, capturing a people's face of joyful anticipation, his heart ache even more, but only four calmly will be the imperial seal offering.
Not to mention that this three resignation three let's play has been played before, just rely on so many years to save the rich resume, hehe battle, is enough with the emperor was nearly killed by the heavenly thunder in stark contrast, Lu Bu absolutely called the popularity, the people's hearts, since it will not be stained with half a point of usurpation of imperial power of the infamous.
The form has been sufficient, Lu Bu this time did not use "virtue is thin and difficult to inherit the throne of heaven" as a reason to decline, but solemnly will be the fourth time to be issued by the Zen throne edict to take over.
The ceremonial officer unfolded the edict and read aloud, "Counsel the King of Yan! In the past, Tang Yao gave Zen to Yu and Shun, and Shun ordered Yu to do the same. The order of heaven is not always the same, but only return to the virtuous. Han Dao Ling late, the world lost its order; down to my own body, the chaos of the dusk, the group of murderers want to go against, the subversion of the world. Lai Yan Wang Shenwu, save this ......"
Even if the content of this drafted edict by Chen Lin was generally the same as that given to Cao Pi by Emperor Xian in history, Yan Qing was almost able to recite it backwards and forwards, and once it was placed on Lu Bu's head, it was destined to easily make him feel excited.
The figure standing proudly fell into Yan Qing's eyes, an unprecedentedly tall and upright figure.
Zhaolang Sun, clear overflowing Qiankun, only set off Lu Bu a more and more glittering, blooming gas burns.
And this flying general of great valor will soon ascend to the very throne in the prime of Spring and Autumn, and enjoy all the glory.
Yan Qing held his jaw high, listening intently and reverently, fearing that he might miss half a word that glorified Lu Bu's achievements; and watching carefully, unable to blink for fear of missing even a moment of Lu Bu's overriding style.
Out of nowhere, although Yan Qing was still in a cloudy and light appearance, his eyes had gradually become moist and slightly warm.
It was the most important, the most glorious, and the most powerful moment in his life for his favorite person.
The grand light of the moment will be remembered by him.
-Never forget.