There's something wrong with the general.

Oh no, I forgot to give my brother medicine.

Wen Yuxi slapped his head in frustration.

I was so focused on thinking about my eldest brother that I forgot to feed my senior brother the antidote for the pollen.

The lotus pod given by the lotus demon was as big as a sun hat.

The lotus pod is green, with fine and even bumps on top.

Wen Yuxi felt it was heavy in his hand, weighing at least five or six kilograms.

He placed the lotus pod on the lotus leaf and put his arm around Zhiming's shoulders.

With the other hand, he peeled off one of the bumps and took out a green lotus seed.

These lotus seeds are as big as peanuts.

Wen Yuxi held it up to his eyes and squinted to see that, except for being a little bigger, it was no different from the lotus seeds we eat today.

I think the lotus demon would not lie to him.

He put the lotus seeds to Zhiming's lips, but Zhiming's lips were tightly closed.

Wen Yuxi couldn't just stuff it into his mouth.

He looked at the green lotus seeds in his hand with some embarrassment.

Well, let's use some extraordinary measures.

Wen Yuxi knew that he fell into a coma because of pollen and he would not be able to wake up for a while.

She changed her arms around him to hug his upper body and let him lie in her arms.

It feels like I'm liberated.

Wen Yuxi sighed and turned his sore neck.

He hurriedly supported Zhiming's neck with one hand and quickly stuffed the lotus seeds in with the other hand.

He then fed the water in the Qiankun bag into Zhiming's mouth using a lotus leaf.

Then lift the back of his neck and have him swallow.

Wen Yuxi stared at Zhiming closely, and when he saw his throat roll, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After all this exertion, he was sweating all over and his clothes were almost soaked by the heat.

Wen Yuxi smiled bitterly and wiped the sweat from his face with his sleeve.

Only then did he notice that when he had fed Zhiming the water, he had not opened his mouth, and some of it had already flowed down the corners of his mouth.

Zhiming was sleeping soundly, his face was pale, but his lips had become rosy because of the medicine he was given.

The water flowed down his face like raindrops falling on his face, leaving a watermark.

Wen Yuxi gently rubbed it with her thumb, and the slightly cool touch seeped into her fingertips.

Thinking back to the day when they first met, he secretly complained that he was a handsome man with poor sense of direction, but he didn't expect that they would have experienced so many things together now.

It’s true that you never know what will happen next.

I don’t know what kind of sect the Jiuxuan Sect that senior brother mentioned is.

What type of exercises are you practicing?

If he went, would their leader agree? Should he hide his qualifications, and how?

When Wen Yuxi thought of this, he felt a little uneasy.

He sighed and moved Zhimingchao closer to his arms.

But her eyes were drawn to him again.

His previous sky-blue robe was torn, so he changed into the white clothes he wore today.

Half of her long black hair was tied up with a jade crown, and the other half hung down behind her. Her eyebrows were as sharp as swords, and a few strands of black hair fell on her face, making her look even more like jade.

Wen Yuxi felt a pang in her heart when she saw this, and she stretched out her slender fingers to move his sweat-soaked hair aside.

I thought silently in my heart: "Senior Brother is so handsome, I guess his parents are also very good-looking."

Of course, he wouldn't ask his senior brother about this in person, so he could only think about it in his heart.

He didn't even know where his senior brother was from or his name.

The name "Zhiming" is the name of his practice of Taoism.

Wen Yuxi couldn't help feeling a little lost.

It seemed like the two of them had nothing in common, yet somehow ended up together.

That’s all.

Why think so much?

Wen Yuxi suddenly became annoyed and forgot to ask the Lotus Demon how long it would take for the lotus seeds to take effect.

It's been half an incense stick of time since I started feeding him, it's time for him to wake up.

Wen Yuxi was bored. He supported his chin with one hand and stared at the water in a daze.

Suddenly, he felt the head under his arm move slightly.

He quickly came to his senses and looked at Zhiming.

He saw that his brows were slightly furrowed, his eyes were like water, and he was looking at him intently.

His eyes were a little blurry, probably because he had just woken up.

Wen Yuxi couldn't help but smile with joy. She tightened her grip on Zhiming's hand and called out with great joy.

"Brother, are you awake?"

Zhiming stared at him blankly, as if in a trance, and did not answer for a long time.

Wen Yuxi's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the green lotus seeds were poisonous and he had become stupid?

But she didn't say anything to disturb him and just stayed with him quietly.

After a while, he came back to his senses, with undercurrents surging in his eyes. Then he blinked and carefully traced Wen Yuxi's eyebrows.

It was as if he were some world-famous painting that needed to be carefully examined and appreciated.

Senior Brother Zhiming rarely looked at him in this way.

Although he looks good, he only treats himself as a junior fellow student.

Very strange.

It was as if he was looking at someone through him.

But he still unconsciously felt that this was not right.

Wen Yuxi's face flushed when he looked at her. She waved her hands in front of him and asked uncomfortably, "Brother, what's wrong with my face?"

Zhiming raised his hand, tightly grasped the hand that was waving in front of him, and placed it against his chest.

The other hand slowly reached towards his cheek.

Wen Yuxi was confused by him and quickly leaned towards him.

"Is my face dirty? Brother, help me wipe it off."

Lower your head slightly and raise your chin to make it easier for Zhiming to reach out.

The pair of slender white hands fell on his cheeks and rubbed them gently with their thumbs.

He whispered, "Yeah."

Wen Yuxi curved his eyes, pursed his lips, and smiled happily: "Thank you, Senior Brother."

Zhiming got up from his arms, looked at his messy clothes, and reached out to smooth them out one by one.

Wen Yuxi felt a little embarrassed when she saw how meticulous he was, and a flush of heat suddenly rose on her face.

She hurriedly grabbed his hand and said unnaturally: "Brother, I can do it myself, I can do it myself."

Wen Yuxi's heart was beating wildly.

This, this...

He is not a child anymore.

When my senior brother tidied his clothes, it felt like a wife tidied her husband's clothes.

Although my senior brother's hands were well-behaved, although his eyes were not looking away, although his hands were very cold.

But Wen Yuxi felt like his whole body was getting hot.

He rolled his Adam's apple and hurriedly got up from the ground. His eyes were wandering, and he didn't dare to look Zhiming in the eye.

"Brother, it's getting late, let's go up quickly."

The warmth in my hand suddenly disappeared, like a heartless and unfaithful man.

Zhiming's hand hung alone in the air, as if he was at a loss.

After a while, the slender fingers curled up slightly and fell back to the side.

A trace of loss flashed across his eyes, then disappeared in an instant.

Zhiming slowly stood up, calmly straightened his clothes, and stood on the lotus leaf with his hands behind his back.

The heat on Wen Yuxi's face gradually faded away. He walked up to Zhiming and stood face to face with him.

Then he tilted his head to look to the side, and smiled slyly: "Brother, what are you looking at? Are you looking at the lotus? Or are you reluctant to leave this place? But don't worry, brother, when my magic power improves in the future, I can come here with you again."

He looked over, but couldn't read his thoughts.

After a while, Zhiming retracted his gaze and smiled slightly: "I just thought of some old things and made you worry."

Wen Yuxi was stunned when he heard this. What old things was he talking about?

Thinking of my embarrassing identity, I didn't dare to ask directly.

But deep down he wanted to know about his past.

Wen Yuxi suddenly felt a little bitter in his heart, so he kept silent.