sheep hunt

Hearing the news that Feng Yang was coming, Han Ziling felt a little uneasy.

He was afraid that after Feng Yang appeared, he would dig out the past that he had so hard to keep in his heart.

He was afraid that Feng Yang would expose his whereabouts and plunge him back into the muddy waters of the royal family.

So these few days he was a little anxious and seemed very impatient, but he also behaved very well in front of others, only Qingxue, who had been taking care of him, could tell.

"Brother Han has something on his mind these days?"

When only Qingxue and Han Ziling were left in the room, Qingxue asked softly.

Han Ziling's dark eyes fixed on Qingxue, and Qingxue looked back peacefully, waiting patiently for his answer.

Then, Han Ziling discovered that in addition to being gentle, this woman also had a very calm aura.

"It's nothing, it's just that the medicine Gu Yan used has become more and more bitter these days, and it's just uncomfortable to drink."

"Oh, I see."

Qingxue stared at Han Ziling earnestly, as if she was talking to herself or to Han Ziling: "Three days have passed, Zhu Qibo's little apprentice, Mr. Feng, hasn't come to the valley yet."

Han Ziling was stunned when he heard this, he was so concerned about it, he forgot the time, his master said that Feng Yang would only be within three days at the latest, why these three days have passed and the person hasn't arrived yet? ? ?

"Could something happen on the way?"

Qingxue frowned slightly, guessing, with a face full of concern.

Han Ziling's brows also gradually frowned, the worries in his heart faded, and turned into worries about Feng Yang.

"My master... didn't he say anything?"

Qingxue shook her head:

"It's strange that Uncle Zhu is also talking about this today."

The two were talking, when suddenly there was an exclamation outside:

"Zhu Lao Qi, Zhu Lao Qi, come out quickly."

Both Han Ziling and Qingxue were taken aback for a moment, and they recognized that the voice was Shen Shuran.

"San Shen, your name is Hun, why is it so urgent?"

"Look at this kid... The man at the foot of the mountain sent it here, saying he was looking for you. Can you see if he is your apprentice?"

"Ah---Feng Yang! How could this happen! Who did this???"

In an instant, Zhu Yuanye's angry roar sounded from Shuiyun Valley.

Han Ziling immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed:

"What happened to my junior brother???"

"Get out of bed and try."

As soon as Han Ziling touched his boots, he stretched out his hand to put on his clothes, and before he could stand up, a cold voice sounded. Han Ziling looked up, and there was a silver wheelchair parked at the door. The man in the wheelchair had a handsome face, but his face Expressionless, he held the medicine in his hand, but stared straight at him with dark and deep eyes.

Although what he said just now was a declarative sentence, Han Ziling was born to hear the meaning of threat from it.

He bit his lower lip, still wanting to go out to see Feng Yang, so he continued to put on his shoes---the next moment, a bright silver needle flew towards him from the door in the blink of an eye, and pierced his acupoint accurately, instantly, He became a wooden man who could not move again.

Han Ziling's eyes burst into flames, and he stared at Gu Yan fiercely.

It's acupuncture again!

Every time he is so hard to guard against, no matter if he doesn't cooperate with taking off his clothes or drinking medicine, or does something that goes against Gu Yan's words, he will get acupuncture points.

He had already mobilized his internal energy to protect himself just now, but why was Gu Yan still able to succeed? ? ?

Qingxue at the side saw his angry face turning blue, so she gently lifted his feet onto the bed, waited for him to lie down, and comforted him: "Brother Han, Brother Guyan is doing it for your own good. There are many doctors in the valley. Lord, Uncle Shen, and even Uncle Zhu himself are all masters of Xinglin. They will definitely take good care of Mr. Feng. You should take good care of yourself before you go to see him. Otherwise, if you become seriously ill, won’t you be a burden to everyone? "

Han Ziling's expression gradually became gloomy, but luckily he hadn't been acupointed on the Ya acupoint, he said with a bit of helplessness and compromise: "But I'm worried about Fengyang, Qingxue, can you help me to check on Fengyang's situation."

Qingxue nodded:

"it is good."

Then left.

Gu Yan entered the bamboo house by mistake with her, still expressionless, reaching out to unlock Han Ziling's acupoints with cold eyes, reaching out to pick up the spoon in the medicine bowl, and feeding Han Ziling the medicine.

Han Ziling was a little awkward. He was very uncomfortable being fed medicine in such an intimate way by someone who had seen his body countless times but was not familiar with it.

"I can do it myself."

Gu Yan paused for a moment, then said lightly:

"You still want to get acupuncture?"

Han Ziling immediately shut his mouth, stopped talking, and looked angrily at the lonely goose who was gently scooping up the soup.

This guy, not only didn't let him watch Feng Yang's situation, but also didn't let him take medicine by himself, he really took too much care!He really didn't understand how this man could make decisions for others with such a disgraceful means of acupuncture.

What's even more amazing is that he was able to maintain a deadpan expression and no guilt even after he had done such an excessive thing...

No--he had been expressionless since he'd seen him.

Han Ziling really doubts whether Gu Yan has any expression on earth---is there anything in this world that makes him break the coldness and expressionlessness on his face.

Just as he was thinking, he heard Guyan say:

"Don't you want to drink it yourself?"

He took a closer look, and it turned out that Gu Yan handed him a bowl of medicine that had been dried at a moderate temperature.

"yeah?"

Han Ziling blinked his eyes, he thought Gu Yan just said that, and he didn't agree to let him drink the medicine by himself.

What a weird person, I don't know what he was thinking, Han Ziling held the medicine bowl, hid his face in it, and hid his displeased expression by the way, raised his head, and gulped down the medicine.

As soon as Han Ziling finished drinking the medicine, Qingxue came in, her face was very pale, and she said to him with some hesitation: "Brother Han, Mr. Feng...Mr. Feng seems to have been bitten by something... There are minor wounds all over his body, and , the blood that flowed out was black..."

"It's a butterfly."

Before Qingxue finished speaking, Zhu Yuanye's voice came out.

Zhu Yuanye knew that Han Ziling must be worried about Fengyang, so he rushed over immediately after finding out about Fengyang's situation: "Generally speaking, butterflies don't know how to bite people, and they don't have the conditions to bite people, but, in the legendary The butterflies controlled by the Butterfly Control technique will all 'bite'—they can use their mouths to suck human flesh into their bodies, and most of them are poisonous."

"Butterfly???"

Han Ziling gasped, and immediately thought of Hua Feixue, his butterfly, and the innocent passer-by who was poisoned by Hua Feixue's butterfly and turned into green water. That scene was deeply etched in his memory. The impression made him horrified: "The little junior brother..."

Feng Yang, wouldn't it be the fate of that innocent passerby?

Han Ziling's breath was suffocated, and he couldn't believe it.

"I once fed Feng Yang and drank your blood, and Feng Yang's internal strength is high, and the poison of the butterfly is not too strong, so there is no life-threatening at present."

Hearing this, Han Ziling breathed a sigh of relief:

"Then, what Master means is that the person who did it to the younger brother was a member of the Hundred Flowers Dynasty?"

It is well known that the people of Hundred Flowers Dynasty can control the Butterfly Technique.

Zhu Yuanye shook his head and said:

"not necessarily…"