What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

Although Pei Xiao still had some difficulties getting on the horse, he had learned a few lessons from falling a few times, and he was no longer completely unable to control the direction like he was at the beginning.

He led several carts behind him, and Lu Yan and the other two were in front to see them off.

"The mountains are high and the waters are long, may you all have a smooth journey."

The people on both sides bowed and said in unison: "Have a safe journey, heroes."

Pei Xiao rode on his tall horse, a smile on his face. "Alright, alright, why are you going through all this formalities? If you didn't know better, you'd think it was a farewell between life and death."

Lu Yan helped Mrs. Wu onto the carriage, said a few words to her, and then they hugged each other.

"The road ahead is long and obstructed. I wish all your wishes come true, young master."

Hearing this, the light in Lu Yan's eyes softened, and his lips curled up slightly, "Yes, everyone will get what they want."

Mrs. Wu's cloudy eyes dimmed a little. She was sometimes not clear-headed, but she was not crazy or stupid. She knew that her wish might not come true.

Something will occur if it belongs to your life, if not, do not push it.

But people always have hope. How can they have the desire to live without hope? She shook the baby in her arms, a small, blurry shadow, raised an arc on her lips, and repeated his words.

"Yes, everyone will get what they want."

The two said their final goodbyes. Pei Xiao, who had been looking at Lu Yan, suddenly met the man's gaze. There was a smile in the man's eyes, sparkling and beautiful.

This thought suddenly flashed through Pei Xiao's mind, and he slapped himself in the face.

Oh my god, Pei Xiao! This is that scheming villain, and you actually think he's pretty?

Pei Xiao looked at Lu Yan again in disbelief. Lu Yan tilted his head and looked at him like a fool, with his eyebrows slightly raised and his arms folded across his chest.

Forget it, it seems that it is not shameful to admit that he is good-looking. Otherwise, he would not have been following him around and teasing him all those years ago.

"The mountains are high and the waters are long, take care along the way."

"Come back soon."

The group left in such a mighty manner, and the flame cloud burned fiercely behind them, dyeing the sky orange.

Song He pulled Lu Yan's wrist and said, "We should get going too. We've wasted too much time here."

Lu Yan nodded, pushed his hand away, and looked up at him. "It's okay. I've sent a letter to the station where we'll meet up with Yuxi and Yunan these past few days. From now on, our journey will be the same as before. If we don't like them, we'll fight them. If we can save them, we'll save them. Anyway, as long as we have this token, we'll just do whatever we want."

He raised his chin slightly, like a proud cat.

Song He couldn't help but chuckle, curling his fingers beside him, wondering if scratching his chin and stroking his head would make him snore comfortably like a kitten.

"Are you sure this won't push them over the edge?"

Lu Yan smiled slyly, "We can give some silver to the beggars along the way and have them spread the word that we have been recruited by the imperial court and that everything we do is in accordance with the central government's instructions. That way, the people will be grateful to them. Since they have all the good reputation, can't they handle some minor troubles?"

"Once they've tasted the sweetness, they'll naturally think that surrendering us is a good thing, and they'll also think we're sensible and understanding. If we're too docile, the emperor will be suspicious, and if we're too aggressive, the gains won't outweigh the losses. This is just right."

Song He held the handle of the fan in his right hand and tapped the palm of his other hand again and again. Then he smiled broadly and touched the man's forehead with the fan.

"so smart."

Lu Yan pursed his lower lip and frowned slightly.

"Don't treat me like a child. I'm already an adult."

Wu Sunyang stroked the top of Lu Yan's head from behind and laughed carelessly, "But our Ah Yan is very smart. What's wrong? Now that we've grown up, we can't praise you for being smart?"

Lu Yan was speechless. "Okay, okay, you are the elders and you have the final say."

Wu Sunyang was playing with Lu Yan's ponytail out of boredom. Lu Yan elbowed him and Wu Sunyang reacted by pushing Lu Yan away. Lu Yan bumped into Song He's chest.

Lu Yan grabbed the hilt of the sword at his waist and flew out, while Wu Sunyang jumped onto the horse at a runner's pace.

The three of them set off on their journey, chatting and laughing. They stopped and walked many times, and in the blink of an eye, more than a month had passed.

During the rest of the month, the Mid-Autumn Festival night came. I still remember the shimmering waters of Jiangnan, the long streets lit up with lights, the people sitting by the bars like the moon, and their white wrists covered with frost and snow.

No wonder everyone says that Jiangnan is beautiful, and tourists should only grow old in Jiangnan.

"Ayan, the girls here are so fair, as white as tofu. I can find a wife as beautiful as you here."

Lu Yan frowned, "Why do you compare everything to me? And I've told you many times not to praise my beauty!"

"If you keep doing this, I won't call you uncle anymore."

Wu Sunyang raised his hands in surrender, "Okay, okay, I won't say anything, uncle will slap me in the face, ah ah ah ah ah ah ..."

Lu Yan was a little angry at first, but was amused by his action. He ran to the side holding his stomach and laughing.

"You're still talking about me, you old man who provokes him every day."

Song He couldn't see through him. This man was usually very unruly and didn't care about anything. He was alone until now, but he only cared about Lu Yan's affairs. Sometimes he was like an elder and sometimes like a friend, but more often he was like spoiling a child.

Wu Sunyang rested his arms on the bridge, narrowed his eyes slightly, and felt the wind blowing in his face, which made his wide robe bulge.

He glanced sideways, his tall, hard eyebrows raised, his high brow bones and hump nose echoed each other, his thin lips curled up in a smile, and there was some short stubble on his chin.

"It's okay, the child is easy to comfort, at worst I can just give him a beating and I'll be relieved."

"As for you, I remember that you usually like to tease him the most, but you have been much more obedient recently."

Song He smiled bitterly. Could he say that it was because he discovered that he had indecent feelings for him? Not only did he reject him openly, but he also had to be careful about the degree of restraint at all times.

If he doesn't pay more attention, I'm afraid we won't even be able to be friends anymore.

Song He leaned against his other side and exhaled heavily, "Let's not talk about me anymore. I remember you just said you wanted to find a wife. What's going on? Is the iron tree finally going to bloom?"

Wu Sunyang lowered his head and smiled, then casually threw a stone forward and looked at the ripples on the water. "I still have to find one now that I'm old. Otherwise, it will be hard to find one when I'm older." His tone kept rising, but Song He could hear the depression in it.

"It's better to get married soon, so that we can depend on each other and have someone to take care of us when we get old."

"You're not bad looking, so don't be so extravagant with your money. Save some money. Once this is over, get married and live in seclusion somewhere. I guarantee that before you're forty, you'll have two children in three years, and they'll all call you daddy."

Wu Sunyang lowered his head and laughed, "This is an ideal life, but I'm very selfish. I don't plan to have children, nor do I want to support a family."

"That's a novel idea. Tell me about it."

"It's so good to be alone. I can spend whatever I have, without any baggage or burden. I don't have to worry about whether I can support others. I don't know my own moral character, so what's the point of supporting someone like me?"

There was a smile on his lips, but his eyes kept drooping and his eyelids kept drooping.

Song He patted his shoulder and sighed as well. He didn't ask about his past because everyone has an unknown past. "Don't be so pessimistic. Maybe if you gave birth to a child like Xiao Jinan, you would be grinning from ear to ear."

Speak of Cao Cao and he appears. I don't know where this person came from.

"Yi Jiangnan, give me a bottle!" He raised his hand and stepped between them, holding high a string of wine jugs in his hand.

The two turned their heads to look at the man. Although his eyes were clear, his dull expression and loud mumbling were different from usual. It was obvious that he was drunk again.