Jianghu Love List [travel]

Days passed by, and Immortal Yi lived in the small courtyard. He and Duan Hongyu got along very well, and they were clamoring to accept him as an apprentice these days.

Duan Hongyu disagreed.

His reason was very simple, he didn't have the heart to serve the world, if he really became the closed disciple of the Immortal Doctor, his house would be overwhelmed by people who came to ask for medicine and doctor.

"I thought you would agree." Wu Yuchen has become a habit of watching him drink medicine every day, so he handed him a small bowl of pickled petals, "Have your legs felt uncomfortable these two days?"

Duan Hongyu shook his head. During this time, because of the presence of the Immortal Doctor, coupled with the double cultivation with Wu Yuchen, he was able to stand up on two legs again, but he could not practice walking. Even Immortal Da Luo will not be able to help him recover in the future.

He is not a person who does not listen to persuasion, and immediately promises to absolutely cooperate with the treatment.

"What about the stomach, is there any discomfort?" Wu Yuchen gently placed his hand on his slightly protruding stomach, using his inner breath to feel the subtle movements inside, "The old man said yesterday that it has been three and a half months?"

"Yeah." Duan Hongyu was very depressed when he thought of this. The two of them have only been together for three and a half months, which means that they might have won the lottery the day they first met.

Wu Yuchen also realized this problem, bent down, picked him up horizontally, turned around and put him on the bed, took a thick blanket to cover him: "It's cold, I'll have someone remake thick clothes for you."

"I remember you asked someone to bring a large box of clothes and redo them two days ago?" Duan Hongyu looked at him speechlessly, "It's not like spending money like that, why do I rarely go out to buy so many new clothes? "

"Show me a change of clothes every day." Wu Yuchen raised his eyebrows, speaking in a tone that didn't deserve beating.

"You go out and blow dry to clean the moisture in your brain before you come in."

"No, I'll take a nap with you." He lifted the quilt and went to bed and hugged him, "I seem to have gained some flesh these days."

"Don't mess around." Duan Hongyu gave him a glare as he opened his hands that were pinching his buttocks, "You can either sleep or get out, don't delay my rest."

Wu Yuchen kissed his forehead, put his hands on his waist, and moved his body forward, "Sleep and sleep, I will sleep with you, be good, don't be angry, the old man said that being angry is not good for you and the child."

"Shut up." Covering his mouth with his hand, he found that ever since Wu Yuchen found out that the child was staying, Wu Yuchen's haggling look was really comparable to Xingyu's, "You'd better be serious, now this kind of thoughtful and The feeling of tenderness is not at all like you, it's scary."

The corners of Wu Yuchen's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he looked at him coldly, "Is this comfortable?"

Duan Hongyu looked up at him for a while, then hummed, "This is very pleasing to the eye, all right, go to bed."

Can you take care of this brat in your arms?It's so irritating.

Wu Yuchen looked down at his head shrunk into his chest, and sighed, forget it, choose what you choose, and let him like it.

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Duan Xingyu, who traveled all the way to catch thieves and steal money, wandered to the foot of the imperial city. Looking at the majestic city gate, he smacked his lips and spat out half of a clean chicken bone, and casually passed by with his oily hands. He wiped his sleeves, and said to him kindly: "Brother, come to the imperial city to buy new year's goods?"

The man looked at him in a daze, and wanted to ask who are you, but he let go of his hand.

"I'm sorry brother, I admitted the wrong person." Duan Xingyu chuckled, turned around and walked away, leaving two oily marks on the sleeves of the man's white coat, which were obvious.

The curtain of the carriage next to the man who was wiping his hands was lifted, and a handsome young man asked him with a smile, "You don't feel like they wipe your hands on your sleeves?"

"Ah?" After being reminded, the man realized the problem, raised his arm and saw the oil marks, and said angrily, "I'll go find him to argue!"

"What's the theory, people left early, let's go to the city quickly, my father is probably already waiting." The little boy put down the curtain of the carriage and sat back.

The man rubbed his sleeves angrily, and snorted, he remembered that face, don't let him meet again!

Duan Xingyu didn't know that he was taken into consideration by a joke. After entering the city, he looked around, turned three turns into an alley, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

After a while, two people ran into the alley, looked left and right, frowning and stood still.

"What about people?!"

"How do I know? If you say you can't keep up, you still don't believe me. Duan Xingyu's kung fu is no worse than our master's."

"What should we do now?"

"I didn't see him." The man who spoke looked around again, spread his hands and said, "Anyway, I met by accident, so just don't tell me when you go back."

The man beside him nodded slowly after thinking for a while, "Okay, let's just pretend we didn't see it."

The two of them turned and left while talking, Duan Xingyu stood in the dark and touched his chin, master?

He was the first to think that the master was Ji Xuan, and he immediately became interested, so he followed to have a look.

Don't look at him usually laughing and not serious, his skills and body skills are all good, especially after so many years in Tianji Building, he has long been used to playing tracking, so there is no pressure at all to follow the two little guys.

Following all the way from the south of the city to the north of the city, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the rich and powerful families on the left and right, feeling very surprised.

Although Ji Xuan's identity is probably not easy to guess, maybe the people who live in this street are basically high-ranking officials, and there are many relatives of the emperor. Could it be that Ji Xuan is also a high-ranking official?

It doesn't look like it.

A certain prince who he didn't think was a high-ranking official was sitting in the study reading a book, and while reading, he said impatiently to the man standing next to him: "Can you do something serious with this face every day, don't always Are you thinking about how to add more people to the palace?"

"Slave, the slave will pay attention." The man who looked very similar to him raised his hand to wipe cold sweat on his forehead, shrugged his shoulders and asked cautiously: "My lord, that... the princess... the princess is about to give birth, you Look..." The latter words were blocked by Ji Bowen with a squint.

Ji Bowen closed the folder in his hand and put it aside, tilted his head to look at him, "The princess you married yourself wants to have a baby and ask me why, I'm not the child's father." There are three little princes and one little princess in his palace. , Unfortunately, none of them belong to him, "Ji Xuan, Ji Xuan, you are busy enough, we have a bit of blood relationship, you don't need to be so afraid of me."

Ji Xuan pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled at him in embarrassment, "Slave..."

"Okay, don't be a slave coming and going, it's annoying." Ji Bowen waved his hand and motioned him to sit by and watch.

Ji Bowen and Ji Xuan are half brothers, and Qin Boyan is a half brother.

Let's put it this way, the first emperor refused to accept his old age, and when he was seven or eighty years old, he fell in love with the beautiful and young little maid and put him to sleep. The palace lady was dying, and the little palace lady had no choice but to go and beg Qin Boyan, the emperor who had just ascended the throne at that time, to tell him about her pregnancy.

Qin Boyan is not someone who can't tolerate her, so he let her give birth to the child with peace of mind, and live in the palace first, so that she can have no worries about food and clothing.

As a result, Ji Xuan had just been born for more than half a year, and the little palace maid didn't know what was wrong with her brain, so she ran away with a guard, and Qin Boyan raised Ji Bowen single-handedly. The two brothers had a very good relationship. Qin Boyan was spoiled as a son until he grew up.

After the little maid ran away with the guards, she gave birth to a son, Ji Xuan, the following year.

In fact, Ji Bowen's original name was Qin Bowen, and it was Qin Boyan who gave him the name. It was only when he thought of helping the emperor's brother manage the hidden guards that he changed his name to Ji Bowen, so that he could work outside.

Later, by accident, he found Ji Xuan among the substitutes, and discovered his life experience, which was actually quite a coincidence.

At the beginning, Ji Xuan just thought that it would be a good job for him to be a substitute because he looked like the prince, but after knowing the relationship between the two, he felt relieved, and the assassination of Ji Bowen who hired murderers was exactly the same. In this way, he regretted it now, and his every move showed a timid look that was about to be frightened.

"Don't worry, the pills given to you won't kill you. As long as you don't cause me any more trouble, I guarantee that you will still enjoy prosperity and wealth in the days to come." Ji Bowen said without raising his head After saying this, Ji Xuan was taken aback.

"I, I, I, I know I'm wrong, I'm obsessed with ghosts, and there are a lot of lords who don't care about my poor life."

"The concubine is about to give birth, so don't always think about running away, spend more time with her." Although the children in the mansion are not his kind, he has no dislike for those children, and he usually feels quite happy when he sees the called father. interesting.

"Yes, I understand." Ji Xuan nodded beside him.

Duan Xingyu followed the two of them all the way to the gate of Prince An's Mansion. He hid in the corner across the street and frowned, feeling a little unreal.

He just saw the man in black who took Ji Xuan away that day. Although he couldn't see his face clearly at that time, he remembered his body shape and movements, and he believed that he would not admit his mistake.

Turning his eyes, he ran to a tea stall not far away and sat down to order a pot of tea and steamed buns. While eating, he chatted with the boss: "The old man has been selling steamed stuffed buns here for many years, and this tea is also delicious!"

"As long as you like it, my lord. Our Lord An never cares about setting up a stall in front of the door. I have been selling here for more than ten years. From time to time, the Lord will come over to eat a steamed stuffed bun and finish the wonton soup."

"King An has a good temper?" Duan Xingyu took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, looked at him with puffed cheeks, but his mind was thinking about information about King An.

There is nothing special about being an idle prince, but he always feels that something is wrong.

"I didn't know that, the prince usually takes a carriage when he comes in and out." The old man turned around to greet another guest, and ignored him.

Duan Xingyu observed the people coming and going in and out of the palace while eating buns, and the more he watched, the more frightened he became.

All the guards in this palace are actually using Xuan-rank skills?There are still a few yellow ranks, and the palace guards are nothing more than that, right? !What is An Wang doing with so many masters, rebellion?

Ji Bowen, who was wondering if he was going to rebel, sneezed and frowned slightly.

The left eyelid twitched.