Mu Hanzhong

Nan Xiaohuan didn't move, but said in a low voice: "Thank you, Lord. It's just that King Shunyu is seriously injured, and his subordinates just cooked the medicine for the wound..." All the way along the way, he cooked and fed the medicine himself. I'm afraid that it has not been revealed yet, and people hidden in the dark will start plotting.

Wu Ye knew what he meant, so he didn't insist anymore, and walked in.

Eight-treasure palace lanterns stood at the four corners, and the carved incense burner was burning musk. When Wu Ye stopped by the sandalwood six-poster bed in the middle and saw the face of the man on the bed clearly, his heart, which had been slightly calmed and relaxed after seeing Nan Xiaohuan, returned. Being caught tightly once, followed by deep regret and heartache.

It was an upright and handsome face, the wheat-colored skin was somewhat pale, his eyes were closed, his brows were unconsciously frowned, and the sweat was dripping down his forehead, wetting the sweat scattered on the snow-white mattress. hair...

Wu Ye stared at him blankly, sat down on the edge of the bed subconsciously, took the sweat towel from the maid next to him, and began to wipe the sweat on the forehead of the unconscious person on the bed, his movements were indescribably gentle and full of emotion. Be careful.

Nan Xiaohuan stood aside, quietly watching Wu Ye's movements, and when the sweat was almost wiped off, he picked up the small porcelain bowl on the table next to him and handed it to Wu Ye.

Gently stirring the steaming medicine bowl, Wu Ye calmed down his emotional heart, and asked softly, "Where is the hidden guard who saved the third brother?"

"The injury is too serious, and I have already returned to the cabinet to rest."

"Let him come to see me in two days."

"Yes."

Nan Xiaohuan answered, and then opened his mouth to report to Wu Ye the most important things on the road in the past few days. When it came to King Shunyu and his soldiers, Wu Ye frowned unconsciously: " You mean, the one tested from the corpse is not the same as ordinary Ruanjin powder?"

"Yes, this kind of Ruanjin powder is colorless and odorless, it is difficult to detect, and it lasts for a longer time, which leads to... the subordinates suspect that there is 'no trace' mixed in it."

'Wuhen' is not a kind of poison, but a kind of herb, a kind of herb that only grows in Wuhen Valley in Wanzhong, Yinguo. 'Wuhen' has strange medicinal properties. As long as any poison is mixed with it, even the most common Ruanjin powder in the world will become an intractable poison that most doctors can't do anything about.However, Wu Ye raised his eyebrows not because of the antidote, but because Wanzhong Wuhen Valley has been dominated by the Jiangnan Liu family for decades, and it is difficult for outsiders to enter, and the Jiangnan Liu family is the concubine Ru Concubine, the concubine of Wu Jin King Si Huanghan. mother's family...

Various things flashed through his mind, but Wu Ye's face was still as calm as water. He hummed lightly to express his understanding and gave a slight signal. There was a cushion for him to lean on.

"You go down." Wu Ye ordered, scooped out a spoonful of soup, brought it to his lips, and blew gently.

"Yes." After reporting the situation, Nan Xiaohuan replied in a low voice. Before leaving, he took away all the maids in the room, leaving only two waiters.

With the help of the two maids, Wu Ye finally finished feeding Si Huang Hanhong the medicine, put the empty bowl on the table, thought for a while, and supported the remaining two maids.

In the middle of the night, the light from the windows shines on the ground, and the faint halo covers the peach blossom petals scattered on the ground.Inside the room, Wu Ye carefully uncovered the brocade quilt on Si Huang Hanhong's body, and took off his sweat-soaked underwear. When the inch by inch of skin appeared in front of his eyes, Wu Ye felt the scorching breath of the other party on his neck. He blushed for no reason, and his heart was beating extremely fast... as if a young boy in love saw his sweetheart slowly take off his clothes...

Most of the underwear has been taken off, revealing a large area of ​​firm skin. The wheat-colored and healthy color is covered with various scars, some of which are obviously new injuries in the past one or two months, and have even just scabbed.The slender and slender fingers slowly touched the scars, with deep pity, slight annoyance, and long-suppressed longing...

Stopping his hands suddenly, Wu Ye seemed to wake up from a big dream, Mu Hanzhong's remaining feelings were too strong, just now it was completely subconscious...

Stunned there, for the first time, he had doubts about Mu Hanzhong's feelings for his third brother. He always thought that it was just an ordinary brotherly love, but just now...it completely disintegrated his original thought...

Heh, no wonder Mu Hanzhong, who is arrogant, desolate, and reckless, wants to intervene in the battle for the crown prince, and even does not hesitate to provoke other forces for it... So that's it...

But he, Wu Ye, is not a puppet at the mercy of others!Now that he, Wu Ye, is in charge of this body, how much Ren Mu Hanzhong falls in love with him has nothing to do with him!

After calming down, Wu Ye withdrew his thoughts, continued with his hands, dried Si Huang Hanhong's whole body, and put on a new underwear. After finishing everything, half an hour had passed.Feeling tired, Wu Ye rubbed the corners of his eyes, tucked in the quilt for the person on the bed, then sat on a chair beside him, propped his chin, and squinted his eyes slightly.

The moonlight penetrates the carved window lattice, and the bright lights in the room reflect each other on the body of the man in white. His thick eyelashes flutter slightly, covering up the thousands of thoughts in those dark eyes...

Dream……

Dreams big and small...

One after another... keep coming...

In the dream, he was Han Zhong, Si Huang Han Zhong, Mu Han Zhong... He seemed to be chasing someone... Third Brother, Third Brother... That's what he called him... That man with long hair and tall bunches, Turning around with a smile in the peach blossoms all over the sky, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, indescribably warm...

Three brothers...

The dreams are overlapping and crisscrossing, the cloudy and sunny are on and off.A period of dream retracement, messy, but extremely familiar...

The thick eyelashes trembled violently, Wu Ye opened his eyes, and the goal was his own hand. It turned out that he fell asleep lying on the table like that last night.

It was already dawn, and the morning birds were singing outside the window, and the faint morning light shone in, illuminating the somewhat dim room.

Getting up from the chair, feeling sore and stretching, Wu Ye walked to the bed, looked at it quietly for a while, and was about to turn around to leave when the person on the bed moved their eyelashes and opened their eyes.

The deep golden-brown eyes were like high-quality amber, with a hint of confusion that had just woken up, but it quickly dissipated.After being slightly stunned for a while, he turned his head in the direction of Wu Ye: "...Han Zhong..."

The hoarse voice, slightly hoarse, sounded faintly in Wu Ye's ears, but it was like an electric current flowing through his body. With a bang in his head, Wu Ye raised his eyes, met those golden brown eyes, and said a few words Escaping from the mouth: "...Third Brother..."

Sihuang Hanhong woke up and struggled a few times to sit up. Wu Ye sensed his intention, walked forward silently, and helped the person on the bed.

After sitting down, Sihuang Hanhong carefully looked at his younger brother who hadn't seen him for a long time, and after a long while, smiled faintly.

"Han Zhong, long time no..."

Before he finished speaking, the rest of the words disappeared in Wu Ye's sudden embrace.

Si Huang Hanhong was taken aback by his actions, and then, regardless of the pain in his whole body, he raised his arms with all his strength and caressed Wu Ye's back.

The smell of the green grass under the vast sky came to the nostrils, it was the smell in the dusty memory.Listening to the powerful heartbeat in the ear, the stone stuck in the heart finally fell to the ground, and there was great joy in an instant.Wu Ye remembered that he had experienced this feeling a long time ago.The feeling that every pore and every drop of blood is cheering, which made him want to thank heaven and earth, this sense of belonging where he can relax his whole body and mind... His heart moved, and he knew it was just the emotion of the original owner. Feeling hot, the arms around Han Hong unconsciously tightened.

The floating light was clear and messy, and the birdsong outside the window made the room even more silent, only the breathing of two people could be heard in the room.

"...Fortunately, third brother, you are fine...you don't know how worried I am..."

A moan resembling a sigh sounded in Han Hong's ears, and the joy and happiness in the voice were clear.Han Hong lowered his eyes, put his hand on Wu Ye's head, and said softly: "...It's the third brother's fault. It made you worry."

Wu Ye said nothing, but rested his head on the shoulder of the man in front of him.

Finally letting go of his arms, Wu Ye got up from the bed and looked at Si Huang Hanhong quietly: "Third brother, take good care of your wounds. I will take care of the rest." The corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, when he smiled The more elegant and calm you are, for some people, it heralds a disaster.

"Wait, Han Zhong!"

Just when Wu Ye stood up and was about to leave, Han Hong suddenly shouted.

"Third brother?"

"...Pingxiang, bring the things I carry with you."

The maid who had been waiting outside the door since early in the morning lightly opened the door and walked in, bowed to the two of them, then took out a package of things from the side cabinet and handed it to Han Hong.Han Hong didn't carry many things with him that day, so soon, he took out a dagger from among them and handed it to Wu Ye.

The dagger handle and scabbard are intricately carved, and a round sapphire is inlaid on the top of the scabbard.After taking off the scabbard, the target is the extremely thin blade, with a slight cold light, it can be seen that it is made of excellent materials.After looking at the dagger, Wu Ye put the dagger into the scabbard, somewhat inexplicably.Xu Shi saw Wu Ye's doubts, and Han Hong said from the side: "Didn't you say that you liked my dagger in the military camp during the Chinese New Year?"

Wu Ye searched for the memory in his mind, and there was indeed such a thing.During the Chinese New Year this year, Mu Hanzhong went to the border alone and slipped into the border guards.Han Hong saw Han Zhong in the soldiers, and gave him a hard reprimand, but in the end he couldn't hold back Mu Han Zhong, so he could only let him hang around for more than half a month, spending the New Year with him.But when he said he liked his dagger, Wu Ye recalled the details, but he had no impression at all.It must have been said by Mu Hanzhong casually, but Han Hong actually remembered it in his heart...

"This one was made by me. Whether it's materials or style, it's much better than that one." Han Hong paused, and continued, "I haven't had time to give you a present for your birthday this year. This...even if I make it up Yes."

The dagger in his hand felt a little heavy for a while, Wu Ye hung the dagger on his waist in silence, sat back on the edge of the bed, fixed Han Hong's long hair that was a little messy on his forehead, pursed his lips and smiled lightly, almost Uncommon childishness and innocence, obsidian-like eyes stared at the person on the bed without blinking: "Thank you, third brother!"

Han Hong looked at the joy in his eyes, his heart warmed up, he closed his eyes lightly and shook his head with a smile: "You boy, why are you being polite with the third brother! There are so many rare treasures in Qianye Palace, I'm still afraid of you I can't see this dagger!"

"How could it be? The gift from my third brother is the best in my heart!" Wu Ye smiled, and the words he said unconsciously contained a little bit of childishness.