big master, big liar

Song Xuan stopped, turned around, and saw a figure lurking in the grass.

"Young master? Young master? Ji Yunxi?"

He thought that Ji Yunxi just tripped, but he didn't expect to fall to the ground without moving.

Song Xuan suddenly thought of Ji Yunxi's fatal illness, he was startled, and hurried forward to help him up.

I saw Ji Yunxi biting his lower lip, his face was pale, and in the pain and approaching death, he unconsciously let out a whimpering sound.

Song Xuan gasped, and hurriedly reached out to take out the medicine bottle from Ji Yunxi's arms, poured out the pills and prepared to stuff them into Ji Yunxi's mouth.

When Ji Yunxi's condition eased slightly and Song Xuan was blown by the wind, he realized that he was covered in cold sweat.

The situation has been difficult for the past few days, and the firewood room is leaking from all sides, and Ji Yunxi has injuries on his body. After such a toss, it is normal for the sick young man's body to be unable to bear it.

He thought of the pitiful Ji Yunxi in the firewood room, who always thanked him softly, as if he was a small animal wary of him.

Ji Yunxi, who just raised his hand to kill someone and chuckled at him while holding a dagger, sounded again.

He originally thought that as long as he escaped with Ji Yunxi, he would part ways. After all, he was just a fortune teller who wandered around the rivers and lakes. If he got involved in the battles among these powerful people, a few lives would not be enough.

Ji Yunxi's performance of casually killing people strengthened his belief even more.

But now... Could it be that he wants to leave the unconscious Ji Yunxi in this wilderness, and let him fend for himself?

Song Xuan's mood was extremely complicated.

He supported Ji Yunxi, who was in a daze and lost consciousness, and couldn't help his wry smile: From the moment he saw this young man, he had been circling around him, and he didn't know what he owed in his lifetime.

That's all, after all, he is a prince, if he dies, I'm afraid I won't be able to get rid of it.

Saving people to the end, sending Buddhas to the west, is just another journey.

Just as he was about to help the person on the ground, he heard a familiar howl from a distance, and then, a khaki figure rushed towards him like an arrow.

It was Ergou who hadn't seen him for many days. On the day he was taken captive up the mountain, he let Ergou hide in the mountain until he managed to get down the mountain before looking for it.

But he didn't want to meet Ergou as soon as he came out of the mountain. He didn't know if it was a coincidence or Ergou was really a god dog.

Ergou hadn't seen him for a long time, and he was even more affectionate, shaking his head and tail for a while, originally he had a bit of a fierce look, but now he only has a silly look.

Song Xuan was surprised and delighted, he quickly hugged the two dogs in his arms, and rubbed them several times: "You are the smartest, and I don't have your snacks on me today. When I enter the city, I will buy you a whole chicken." Come."

Ergou stuck out his tongue as if he understood.

Song Xuan glanced at the people on the ground, and sighed once: "This time, I invited a big Buddha back for both of us, and I couldn't even lift it."

As soon as Ergou heard this, without saying a word, he went up and bit Ji Yunxi's clothes and dragged him forward, as if he wanted to remove him like this.

"Second Dog! Wait!" Song Xuan hurriedly stopped.

Only then did Ergou stop, and stood there looking at Song Xuan aggrievedly.

Song Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he just tied the cage to Ergou's body, carried Ji Yunxi on his back, and walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

"I hope we can enter the city earlier, otherwise I will go hungry with you." Song Xuan said.

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Ji Yunxi was awakened by the smell of bitter medicine.

Xu Shi experienced a catastrophe, and all the fatigue in his body came back. There was no comfort from head to toe, and he felt tired even when he moved his fingers.

He looked at the surrounding environment, the bricks and tiles were dilapidated, the shabby room had old beds, but the room was clean and warm, obviously it was not a place he was familiar with.

After a while, he heard footsteps from far to near outside the door, and Song Xuan entered the door with the bowl of unpleasant soup.

Ji Yunxi laughed when he saw him, her voice hoarse after burning, "I thought you would let me die there, buried with that bandit."

Seeing that he woke up, Song Xuan frowned, and only put the decoction heavily on the bedside, even spilling a little of the medicine juice.

"The doctor said that you caught a cold and relapsed with your old illness." Song Xuan finally spoke, his expression was still a little colder than when we first met. "Tell you to cultivate more time."

Ji Yunxi's expression remained unchanged: "Thank you for your trouble."

As he spoke, he picked up the medicine bowl and drank it in one gulp, as if the bowl was just clear water, not a hard-to-drink soup.

Song Xuan couldn't help stabbing him: "You are not afraid of me being poisoned."

Ji Yunxi's tone was relaxed: "If you want to harm me, I'm afraid that the corpse will be cold now."

Seeing that his expression was normal, Song Xuan suddenly remembered that he had been nagging the doctor he had found for Ji Yunxi for a long time, saying that he was weak from the womb, and that other people's minor illnesses could kill him, so he couldn't help tossing about.

Can't help tossing?

Song Xuan thought of his proficiency and agility when he slashed a person's throat with a knife, and I'm afraid he didn't make a lot of trouble.

Just as Song Xuan wanted to say something more, he saw Ji Yunxi complaining softly between his brows: "Song Xuan, this medicine is so bitter."

He seemed to be able to see that Song Xuan was soft but not tough, as long as others spoke nicely, it was difficult for him to raise his eyebrows.

Song Xuan ground his back molars, and saw that pair of wet eyes looking at him, the man's brows were slightly frowned, like a porcelain doll who had been wronged so much.

All the thorns in his belly were gone.

Song Xuan poured him a bowl of tea on the table and stuffed it for him: "Hold it."

Ji Yunxi held the bowl of crude tea and drank it in small sips, with a smile on his face, as if drinking sugar water.

Song Xuan opened his mouth, but finally closed the door and went out.

Ji Yunxi was never afraid of being cold-eyed. In other words, he was more willing to see Song Xuan sneering and decocting medicine for him than to be hypocritical.

Or how to say that these days the gentleman suffers from the disadvantages of the villain, and he is sure that although Song Xuan is a godly man and full of lies, he is a rare capable and kind-hearted person.

On this point, Ji Yunxi didn't miss the slightest bit.

After a few hours, Song Xuan invited the old doctor to come for a follow-up visit, and learned that Ji Yunxi had two consecutive attacks these days, each time was dangerous, and even shook his head repeatedly, and the white beard on his chin was trembling.

The doctor grabbed Song Xuan's ear and reminded him, he was not allowed to let his younger brother move around, let alone work hard, he should only be raised on the bed.

That's right, the old doctor thought that Ji Yunxi was Song Xuan's younger brother, and Song Xuan had no choice but to admit it with a pinch of his nose, bearing the title of "careless brother" for nothing.

Ji Yunxi actually joined in the fun, and only called her brother softly in front of the old doctor, really thinking of herself as Song Xuan's younger brother.

After seeing off the old doctor, Song Xuan said: "The old man is confused, so are you? How dare you recognize a cheap son for your father."

It's fine for others, Ji Yunxi called him brother, even if he recognized a son for the emperor's old man.

Ji Yunxi's smile was tinged with sarcasm: "He is a cheap father, so why not recognize one."

Song Xuan was taken aback: "You really dare to say, what is cheap or not, stop talking nonsense."

But after Song Xuan said this, he suddenly remembered the moment of contact before, the memory of the dark period he saw, and dared not speak any more.

The dignified third prince, even if he is not favored, how could he end up in a situation where he can be bullied by himself in the palace.

Fortunately, Ji Yunxi changed the topic by himself, and said with a smile: "This old gentleman has some skills, and he was able to diagnose my heart disease as a result of abortion."

"He's a traveling doctor, and he lives in the back street." Song Xuan said, seeing Ji Yunxi's expression, curled his lips again. "Don't worry, his mouth is tight. These wandering doctors have even mended outlaws, and they know the rules very well."

It was Ji Yunxi's luck, but if he changed someone, he couldn't bring him into Changning City safely.

This is very easy for Song Xuan, he has been in the market since he was 12 years old, and in the past few years he has made some karma in the Northland, and he knows some things that ordinary people don't know.

He is a quack alchemist, and his reputation is not obvious in front of the officials and the people, but he is respected by those who are not seen in the industry.

For example, the street where the two are staying now is a dark street. Although there are the same houses and cottages as outside, there are only people who have no registered permanent residence and do not enter the city through the main entrance.

Desperadoes, beggars, rangers, and smugglers, but now there is also a quack alchemist and a down-and-out prince.

Cats have cat ways, and rats have mouse ways. What Song Xuan wants to do now is to take Ji Yunxi into the mouse hole first, and then make plans when the weather calms down.