There's something wrong with the general.

Suddenly he opened his mouth and said, "Junior brother, you have been tired from the journey. It would not be too late to wash up first and then catch up with us."

Upon hearing this, Shuanghua quickly withdrew from Wen Yuxi's arms, her eyes reddened and her face filled with shame as she said, "I forgot, Lord Marquis, please forgive me. I will call someone to prepare hot water right away."

Wen Yuxi originally wanted to let her rest, but seeing her expectant look, he had to wave his hand and let her go.

Seeing her walk away, Wen Yuxi raised his head and said with a smile, "Brother, are you not going to get off your horse?"

Then he stretched out his slender hand and said teasingly, "Princess, please get out of the car."

Zhiming glanced at him: "............"

Wen Yuxi shrank his neck guiltily and quickly said, "I was wrong. Brother, please get off the horse. It's so uncomfortable to ride on it."

Zhiming jumped down holding the saddle.

He glanced around the yard and said with a smirk, "Junior brother, why don't you take me inside to sit for a while?"

Wen Yuxi patted his forehead and pulled his sleeve as he walked towards his room.

He said with a smile, "Brother, please come this way."

He smiled on his face but was wondering in his heart what was wrong with his senior brother. He became unhappy after entering here.

Wen Yuxi pushed open the door and found the room was the same as when he left, nothing had changed.

The house was spotless, as if someone cleaned it regularly.

I lifted the kettle and poured a glass of water, which was surprisingly warm.

Wen Yuxi was stunned.

I guess Shuanghua was looking forward to his return every day, and she would bring him a new pot of hot water every once in a while.

Thinking of this, my heart felt warm and my empty heart seemed to be relieved.

He smiled faintly. How could this not be considered home?

He picked up the water cup and handed it to Zhiming, then poured himself another cup with a smile on his face: "Brother, thank you for accompanying me back. This first cup is for you."

Zhiming raised his eyebrows: "I've never heard of serving tea with tea."

Wen Yuxi blinked: "Isn't it available now?"

Zhiming glanced at him, took a sip, and put it down.

Wen Yuxi drank it all in one gulp.

After a while, Shuanghua pushed the door open and came in: "My Lord, the water is ready. I will help you wash up."

They were anxious along the way today, so they came back early.

In the past, Wen Yuxi probably wouldn’t have gotten up at this time.

So, Shuanghua helped him wash and dress as she usually did.

"No, you can go out, I can do it myself."

Shuanghua said anxiously, "How can that be possible? My Lord has suffered so much during this period. How can I leave you alone?"

Wen Yuxi frowned. When had this little girl ever been so stubborn?

He had only been gone for a few days, yet it seemed as if he had escaped death.

Wen Yuxi looked into her eyes quietly and said gently but forcefully, "I can do it myself."

Shuanghua was slightly startled and said hesitantly, "Okay, I'll go down right away."

After Shuanghua left, Wen Yuxi scratched his head in distress.

Girls of this age are sensitive, and he was really afraid that if he spoke too harshly, the girl would be sad.

But he really doesn't need her to serve him!

Shuanghua is like his sister, and he doesn't want her to suffer any injustice, so he keeps things in his heart.

He won't stay here long, as he will return to Yuping Mountain with his senior brother tomorrow.

But it seemed that Shuanghua regarded him as a very important relative.

Maybe I should talk to her before leaving.

"Junior brother, aren't you going to take a bath?" Zhiming opened his thin lips and spoke slowly.

Wen Yuxi sighed, leaned on the table, and said in a long voice, distressed: "I don't want to move."

Zhiming walked up to him, stood up, stretched out his long arms, and embraced him in his arms.

Wen Yuxi's pupils suddenly widened, and he exclaimed, "Brother, what are you doing..."

Zhiming lowered his eyes, his gaze dimmed, and his voice was hoarse and low.

"I'm afraid you've forgotten what you said when you came here."

Wen Yuxi scratched his head. What was he talking about? He said a lot when he came.

Seeing that he looked confused, Zhiming placed his slender fingers on his qi sea.

Wen Yuxi suddenly came to his senses and remembered the hole he had dug for himself!

He was just promising something to his senior brother.

The determination is to use all means to trick my senior brother here.

But he didn't really want to practice.

Wen Yuxi looked up at him aggrievedly: "Brother, can you please go back..."

Zhiming Wutong was as bright as water. She stroked his cheek with her fingers and said, "What do you think, Junior Brother?"

I think it’s better not to practice, huh!

But obviously there is no escape.

He knew that his senior brother was good to him, but he still felt unhappy. What should he do? Why was his senior brother so stubborn and had to drag him down with him? Wen Yuxi glanced at him, and in anger, he tilted his head and bit his fingertips.

Zhiming's heart trembled slightly, and he forgot to react and let him bite.

The fingers were wrapped in a ball of heat, and the lips were attached to them, followed by a slight tingling sensation.

Seeing his senior brother holding him expressionlessly, Wen Yuxi thought he had made him angry, so he quickly licked the spot as a gesture of goodwill.

Zhiming's heart skipped a beat, and his phoenix eyes stared at his crimson lips, a deep dark light flashing across them.

Wen Yuxi withdrew his head and looked down to see the water stains on his senior brother's fingers.

It feels like the sky is falling.

Damn it, my senior brother, who is as good as a fairy, actually made him drool!

Wen Yuxi closed his eyes in annoyance and glanced at his senior brother cautiously.

His eyes were lowered and his gaze was unfocused. I don't know what he was thinking.

Wen Yuxi breathed a sigh of relief, quickly took out a handkerchief from his arms, held his wrist and wiped it clean.

Then he smiled flatteringly: "Haha, brother, don't we still need to practice? Let's go quickly."

Zhiming finally came back to his senses and whispered, "Okay."

After saying this, she hugged him and turned into a ray of light and disappeared on the spot.

"Wow--"

Wen Yuxi felt hot and opened his eyes to see that his senior brother had already carried him into the bathtub.

This bathhouse was probably built for the original owner's enjoyment, but it has never been put into use.

It was only after Wen Yuxi came and asked the workers to renovate it that it became what it is today.

The bathing pool is very large, with a side length and width of two meters and a body of five feet. The bottom of the pool is paved with a layer of pebbles.

A two-foot-wide stone pier was specially built around the pool, and a layer of jade was laid on top.

Of course, he modified these according to the current bathhouses, which are really not suitable for formal occasions.

Wen Yuxi wiped off the water droplets on his face and said with a smile: "Brother, what should we practice today?"

Zhiming shook his head and whispered, "Junior brother, it's the middle of the moon."

Wen Yuxi was stunned when he heard this, and then he realized that the water spiritual root in his body might need to input spiritual power again.

He sat cross-legged in the water, slowly closed his eyes, and looked inward at his qi sea.

The size of the yin-yang fish had indeed widened again.

If his senior brother hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have known about this. He has been so busy practicing sword skills recently that he forgot about it.

Wen Yuxi opened his eyes and said seriously, "I'm sorry to bother you again, Senior Brother."

Because it was daytime and both of them were dressed neatly, their clothes were all wet by the pool water.

It's very uncomfortable to stick to my body.

Wen Yuxi shook his shoulders and wanted to take it off, but he really didn't have the face to do so in broad daylight.

I had no choice but to endure the dampness on my body and gritted my teeth, "Brother, come on!"