Jianghu Love List [travel]

It would take seven or eight days to travel from Fenyan City to Huanjian Villa even if they traveled overnight, not to mention that they had no urgent matters, the carriage traveled slowly all the way, and it took more than half a month to reach Luyang City, which is the closest to Huanjian Villa.

"Yuyu, you've been lying in the car for three days."

Duan Hongyu lay still, Diu Diu dozed off on his shoulder.

"I don't want to move." The leg hurts badly for the past two days, and it's more comfortable just nestling in the car.

He didn't dare to tell Xingyu about his leg, fearing that his joy would be in vain.

Wu Yuchen came in with the food box, reached out and squeezed his leg.

"It hurts!" Duan Hongyu couldn't hold back, and yelled.

Duan Xingyu was taken aback, and turned to look at him, "Does it hurt?" He poked his calf with his finger, "Feel it?!"

"Don't poke it, it hurts!" Duan Hongyu's face turned pale, it's okay for you to make him bleed and cut his flesh, but the feeling of soreness amidst the pain is really tormenting.

Duan Xingyu didn't care if it hurt or not, he poked it several times, "Yuyu, I feel it, I really feel it!" After shouting twice, the circles of his eyes were still red.

Duan Hongyu sighed, knowing that this would happen.

"Are you disgusting or not? Why are big men crying?"

"It's been so many years, I thought it was impossible to recover." Duan Xingyu wiped his face, turned to look at Wu Yuchen, and asked, "Thank you, Mr. Wu."

He's not stupid, Wu Yuchen suddenly came to find Yuyu and there was a problem, and he said double cultivation, now Yuyu's leg feels, isn't it obviously related to Wu Yuchen!

Duan Hongyu pursed her lips, trying to lift her leg but couldn't.

"Don't move around." Wu Yuchen took out the food from the food box and handed it to him, "After eating, continue on your way."

"Not hungry."

"Eat if you're not hungry."

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel again, Duan Xingyu quickly stretched out his hand to stop him, "Don't get excited, you two have changed four carriages in half a month. If you don't feel sorry for the money, you should feel sorry for the horses that pull the carts."

Wu Yuchen stared at Duan Hongyu, meaning——stop arguing and eat quickly.

Duan Hongyu pulled her face, reached out to take it and took a look, it was very bland and meatless.

He frowned, sniffed, "broth."

"You said you don't eat meat, you didn't say you didn't drink broth."

"You won." Duan Hongyu sighed, sat up and lowered her head to pick up the rice.

Duan Xingyu sat cross-legged at the side with one hand propped on his chin, watched him sipping, shook his head and said, "You have struggled to eat since you were a child, no wonder you are skinny."

"You have the nerve to say that I'm skinny after eating so much." Duan Hongyu rolled her eyes at him, and couldn't eat after three mouthfuls.

Wu Yuchen reached out to take the bowl, took a spoonful and brought it to his mouth, "Eat."

"Need to vomit." Pushing away his hand, Duan Hongyu frowned, "Leave it alone, I'll eat later."

Duan Xingyu raised his hand to touch his forehead, frowned, "I won't tell you when I'm sick," he looked at Wu Yuchen after speaking, and asked, "Mr. Wu, can you let the swordsmen drive faster? If Yuyu gets hot at night, he will Very troublesome."

Wu Yuchen nodded, tapped on the wall of the car to signal to the sword disciples waiting outside to hurry now.

……

Duan Hongyu fell into a drowsy sleep when walking halfway, his body was warm, his face was flushed, and he was frowning, sleeping unsteadily. When he arrived at the Magic Sword Villa, he was half unconscious. Wu Yuchen carried him to his room. Duan Xingyu was worried. He leaned over to the bed, grabbed Diudiu who was flying beside him and put it in Duan Hongyu's hand, "Dudiu, don't make trouble."

Both the pharmacist and the doctor saw Diudiu, their eyes widened in surprise and they wanted to take a closer look, but the air pressure on the young master's body is too low right now, so they better not ask for trouble.

"Eldest young master, how long has this young master been in a coma?"

Duan Xingyu interrupted: "It's been a long time."

The doctor stretched out his hand to take Duan Hongyu's pulse, and nodded after a while of careful examination, "It should be because of the wind and cold while on the way, it's nothing serious."

The pharmacist at the side took out several bottles and cans from his arms, and said, "Young master, you can give this young master this medicine, and he will be fine tomorrow."

Duan Xingyu reached out to take it and smell it, it smelled like the typhoid medicine he usually took.

Wu Yuchen said kindly, and nodded to signal that they could leave.

Before they left, they sneaked a few glances at Diudiu. This thing is a rare thing, and they wanted to catch it and study it.

"I'll take care of him. Mr. Wu, let's go rest." He took a cloth towel and wiped the sweat off Duan Hongyu's forehead, and pulled the quilt up for him.

Wu Yuchen didn't move, sat sideways on the edge of the bed, reached into the quilt and gently rubbed Duan Hongyu's calf, "This is my bedroom."

The implication is that you don't fit in here.

"..." Duan Xingyu wanted to say I'm sorry, but the other party's eyes were too harsh, if he said it, he would probably be thrown out.

People are under the eaves, and it is also ugly to be kicked out.

"Someone outside will take you to the guest room, don't worry here." Wu Yuchen got up and took the small porcelain bottle that the pharmacist put on the table, and poured a glass of water.

Duan Xingyu turned his face to look at his drowsy younger brother, sighed and stood up, "Then please trouble Mr. Wu."

"Good to say."

After he left, Wu Yuchen had someone bring hot water in, and started to wipe Duan Hongyu's body.

His wife, the witch, heard the news that he had brought someone back, and hurried over with her maid.

"Master, Madam is here."

Wu Yuchen raised his head, wiped the water from the corner of his mouth, and then wiped it off for Duan Hongyu.

Duan Hongyu frowned, raised his hand and pushed him, "Go away, you're a motherfucker!"

"The door lock is locked." Wu Yuchen lowered his head, forehead to forehead, chuckled, "The mouth is full of heat."

Duan Hongyu's body was so soft that he had no strength, so he could only let his hands run on his warm body, feeling his body temperature was cool, so he couldn't help but stick it up.

"You came here." She lowered her head and kissed his mouth, sticking her tongue in and licking it back and forth.

"Yuchen, open the door for mother!" Mrs. Wu waited for a long time but her son did not come to open the door, so she could only speak out by herself.

Duan Hongyu had already been stripped naked, and his legs were pulled away, and he was almost at the door.

Wu Yuchen bumped forward lightly twice, and the head was sucked by a small place.

"Um……"

"This sick person has a high body temperature, and the temperature in the cave is even higher." He went halfway in and stopped moving.

"You, you can either go out or come in, what's the matter if you get stuck in the middle!" Duan Hongyu gritted her teeth, her face flushed.

Madam Wu listened carefully to the voices in the room, and frowned slightly.

"Tweety, is there someone talking in the room?"

Maid Xiaocui shook her head, "I didn't hear that, ma'am, the young master doesn't like people entering his room, there will be no outsiders, madam, let's go back to the room first, the young master is probably already asleep."

Looking at the burning candlelight in the house, Mrs. Wu sighed, there was nothing she could do if her son didn't open the door.

Inside the room, Wu Yuchen gagged Duan Hongyu's mouth, and slammed forward with force.

The temperature inside is warm, and it is still shrinking and sucking him tightly, not to mention how comfortable it is.

The corners of Duan Hongyu's eyes were red, and he hummed.

Taking advantage of his weakness and dizziness, Wu Yuchen posed him in several poses.

In the end, Duan Hongyu fell asleep without holding back.

It is too apt to kill you while you are sick.