Prostitution

Mrs. Wen's body is cured, but the disease in her heart cannot be cured by the thousand-year-old ginseng Tianshan snow lotus.

People cannot be resurrected after death. This truth is simple and everyone understands it. No one wants to live with a gloomy and gloomy heart.But sometimes the more I persuade myself to look away, the more I can't help thinking about it.

Wen Wuyu didn't know that his mother just forced a smile in front of him, tried her best to cooperate with his proposal, and wanted to show that she had recovered and let go just to reassure him.

How many times in the middle of the night, the low and suppressed sobs made him stand helplessly outside the room and dare not push the door.

Seeing all this, Xie Wancheng was anxious, thinking about it and suggesting that he take Mrs. Wen back to Baiyun Temple.

Wen Wuyu thought about it a little, and felt that it was feasible.

Louying Mountain is high and steep, which is natural for outsiders to go up the mountain, but in fact there is a flat and straight road.Needless to say, Baiyun Guanshiwaixianland Qingxiu Holy Land, what is rare is that the master is a quiet Taoist, and has a lot of connections with the writer.The old man over a hundred years old has white hair and a childlike face, with unfathomable Taoism. They have a deep understanding of how indifferent to the world and how extraordinary and refined. Mrs. Wen really needs such a person to explain.

After making up his mind, Xie Wancheng went back to Baiyun Temple the next day, firstly to report to Master, and secondly to make some arrangements.

Wen Wuyu began to prepare medicinal materials.It was not easy to find several medicines on the prescription, and after several twists and turns, the planned itinerary was delayed.

In the past few days, Wen Wuyu always felt that there were people outside the courtyard. When he went out to have a look, he saw the bamboo forest swaying again.

This area is located in a remote area, and there are no people around, so it is impossible for passers-by.

Just when he thought he was suspicious, an unexpected visitor came to Wen's house.

The face is raw, and the warrior is dressed up.

The visitor clasped his fists neatly, he looked well-trained, and said sullenly, "My master asks Mr. Wen to talk about it."

After speaking, he stood there erectly.

This posture and demeanor are familiar, very similar to the imperial guards in the palace, and also like the soldiers of the government.

"Who is your master?" Wen Wuyu actually guessed a little bit.

The man glanced at him, but there was no one around who still did not report his name, he just said forcefully, "The master came for the appointment of Pinghu."

Wen Wuyu's eyes dimmed, and it was indeed Qi Mingxiu, "Where is it?"

"It's not far." The visitor immediately turned sideways, and only after he took a step did he lead the way.

The main road towards the center of the city walked about a stick of incense and there was a fork in the road. After entering along the narrow path, after a while, I saw a dilapidated gazebo. There was a man standing with his back facing him. The fringe of the fan swayed slightly.

Hearing the sound of footsteps Qi Ming turned around, put away the folding fan with a bang, clasped his hands behind his back, and watched him approaching with an indifferent face.

The guards stopped early and stood guard not far away.

Today is not what it used to be, and in just a few months, Qi Mingxiu has changed completely, with a look of an emperor appearing between his brows, and he is really awe-inspiring and upright without anger.

Before walking into the pavilion, Wen Wuyu exhaled deeply.

Just as he bent his knees to kneel down, Qi Mingxiu said coldly, "Forget it, I'm unwilling, there's nothing to kneel for."

Wen Wuyu really stood up straight, and took a few steps back.

"What you asked for has been given to you, why are you still in the capital?" Qi Mingxiu squinted at him.

"My mother is lingering on the sick bed, so it's not suitable for a long trip. But I have plans, and I will leave after a while."

Wen Wuyu lowered his eyes, arched his back slightly, and assumed an inferior posture, as it should be. Who dares to compete with the king of a country, let alone he has already abandoned his reliance. He has nothing to rely on and fears.

"Excuse me! You don't want to leave at all! You just rely on Yuan Cheng to think that I dare not touch you!" Qi Mingxiu sternly said.

Wen Wuyu raised his face, looked straight at him, and calmly said, "The imperial doctor has come to see you, if you don't believe me, just ask and you will know." He wanted to regard Qi Mingxiu as an emperor, but Qi Mingxiu didn't treat him as an emperor. Commoner, he still speaks sourly and jealously like before, and is so 'approachable', he regards him as an opponent from the bottom of his heart, which is enough to praise him.

When Qi Mingxiu heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and anger rose from his heart, and he shook his sleeves, "He, he actually made a claim!"

Wen Wuyu was stunned for a moment.

If Qi Mingxiu knew about this, he wouldn't know that Mrs. Wen's condition is not suitable for fatigue, and he would not be so unreasonable.

But the words have already been spoken, if he insists on this matter, he is afraid that something will happen again.

Wen Wuyu hastily continued, "I do intend to leave the capital, but because there are several medicinal herbs in the prescription, which are extremely scarce in the city, so I have to wait for half a month."

Qi Mingxiu looked at him, doubtful.

Wen Wuyu lowered his face, "There are a lot of those medicines in the palace."

Qi Mingxiu looked at him and sneered, "That's a pretty good idea."

Wen Wuyu bowed his head in silence, Qi Mingxiu looked at him like a knife, still hesitating, "So you really plan to leave?"

"real."

"Didn't you tell Yuan Cheng?"

"No one knows except you."

Qi Mingxiu was silent for a while, with a chill in his eyes, "Raise your head and look at me."

Wen Wuyu then raised his head to do so, the person in front of him had a clean and flawless face, his eyes were bright, but the light in his eyes was cold and frightening, listening to his every word,

"If you break your promise again, don't blame me for being rude to you."

For several days in succession, Wen Wuqu, who gets up early, can always find a medicine box at the door of the house, which contains the scarce herbs.

They are all delivered in batches, one after another, and they are specially picked in the dead of night.Needless to say, I want to deceive anyone.

For the last time, there was a note in the medicine box, saying that it would be enough for him for half a year, and the rest would be taken care of by himself.

I have to sigh that Qi Mingxiu took a lot of thought to let him go.

But the strange thing is that Wen Wuyu still felt that someone was peeping into the house.

He thought it was Qi Mingxiu who sent people to spy on him.

But this day, when he came back from a walk with Mrs. Wen, he vaguely saw a figure flashing by the bamboo forest.

After returning to the house, he stood in the lobby, making sure to see who was hiding his head and showing his tail.

As a result, he knew who was doing the sneaky thing when he saw half of the clothes.

When he reached the bamboo forest, there was no trace of him.

Coincidentally, it rained in the evening, and as the autumn night gradually entered, it was unavoidably a bit desolate after this rain.

Mrs. Wen caught a cold because of this.

As a result, the trip will be delayed again.It didn't matter much, what annoyed him was that the peeping person was tireless, he used to come every other day, but these days he came every day.

There is no one else in the world who can do such a thing except Yuan Cheng.

He felt self-denial enough, but he heard Qu Tongyin say that Mr. Wen was not only mentally haggard, but also a lot thinner. Although the imperial doctor had checked his pulse, he was fine, but he wanted to see it with his own eyes.

Even if he is passionate, he will always be hurt by ruthlessness, anyway, he admits it.

It's just that looking at it makes me want to come here every day like a demon, I can't see anyone, just looking at the shadow and looking at the yard is enough to satisfy my heart.

He faintly felt that he had been discovered, but he still came today at the risk of humiliating himself.

As usual, I dismounted and walked all the way.

Feng Huan bamboo forest, a little restless in the leisurely, just like his mood.

After turning the corner in front, you can see the elegant courtyard.He usually stops at the bend, and then takes advantage of the cover of this lush bamboo forest to steal a little bit of self-pleasure.

Just as he was approaching the mottled bamboo whose branch he had broken off, a small profile was revealed on the other side of the mouth. It was the person he was thinking of. He stood tall, his clothes and hair were slightly blown by the wind, and he was cautious in the air. tearing.

Yuan Cheng was stunned for a moment, and the thought of running away turned into a dark sigh in an instant, and walked forward resignedly.

Getting caught straight is not without reason.Every time around this time, the difference is less than half an hour.

"Don't stand in the wind." Yuan Cheng spoke first, presumably he had waited for a while.

Wen Wuyu really heard this, and walked in his way.

After a deadly silence, Yuan Cheng spoke first,

"You've lost a lot of weight."

"Who is it to blame?" Wen Wuyu's eyes were blank, looking elsewhere,

"It's up to me." Yuan Cheng sighed infinitely.

Wen Wuyu glanced at him, and put aside, "Don't come here again."

Yuan Cheng was completely defeated, and asked in a strange way, "Are you leaving?"

This idea lingered in his mind for a long time.

Wen Wuyu's eyes flickered, thinking that the matter of hoarding and buying medicinal materials was discovered in such a secret way, so he simply said, "Sooner or later, the prince knows."

"When?"

"Undecided."

"Isn't it okay for me to come once in a while before you leave? I'm only here, and I promise not to appear in front of you."

"No." Wen Wuyu resolutely refused.

Yuan Cheng's expression became even more depressed, and his brows and eyes were full of pleading.

Wen Wuyu turned sideways indifferently, avoiding him,

"A gentleman never speaks evil words."

Yuancheng was hopeless, and instead felt like he was going to be broken, he insisted on being stabbed, "I'm willing to be cheap, so you can scold as much as you want." No matter what kind of words are mean and shameless, it's only fun to scold.

Wen Wuyu turned around suddenly, the anger in his eyes flickering, this kind of endless and invisible entanglement made him extremely bored, the words in his heart rushed into his throat, as cold as frost, "Your humble appearance is disgusting!"

The four eyes met, and Yuan Cheng saw it in those eyes. This is a sincere statement, from the bottom of his heart, he despises him, and never has!

This knife hurt far more than he imagined, he tried his best to smile, it was extremely painful.

Seeing him laughing, Wen Wuyu's blood surged, "I might as well tell you, even if my father is not dead, I will try my best to get out of here, and use anyone available, including the current emperor, who was in conflict with him during the trip to the south of the Yangtze River." Make an agreement, you can ask him. Do you think this idea is only here today? Ever since I came to the capital, I have been planning all the time! Even Lu Chi is pretending, and you just believe it! It’s ridiculous! !"

Yuan Cheng seemed to be struck by lightning, but he couldn't recover for a moment.

"You think you are so deep in love and you think you are in control, but you are just self-righteous from the beginning to the end. This is exactly what is sad about you."

Wen Wuyu's words were like rolling thunder, and after the explosion, he resolutely withdrew and left.

Yuan Cheng froze in place, Wen Wuyu's confession repeated in his mind.

He still remembered, Mr. Wen who memorized the scriptures backwards, Wen Wuyu who talked freely, his calmness under torture, his irritating, irritating and unbearable stupidity.

The person who spoke harshly just now was not the one he knew well.

This person is called Wen Ruo. The Wen Ruo he doesn't know is a real mortal with flesh and blood covered in sharp thorns.