Mu Hanzhong

It was an hour after Ren Zongjin's master and servant were sent away.Under Wu Ye's irresistible questioning, Ren Zongjin, who originally wanted to conceal part of the truth, could only drag everything out.And the story from his mouth, in Wu Ye's opinion, is really wonderful and bloody, no less than a TV series about the grievances of wealthy families.

"My younger brother who has been missing for 13 years... He has only now begun to secretly search for it. Heh, he said that it is related to the fate of Yujian Villa...Qing Yan, in your opinion, what is his goal?"

Wu Ye leaned back on the chair and raised the corners of his mouth playfully.

The woman in purple looked at Wu Ye, and recalled in a deep voice: "Old owner Ren died of illness four years ago, and the position of owner was passed on to Ren Zongjin. Ren Zongjin was young and smart, able to write poems at the age of five, and became famous at a young age. He is good at martial arts, He is kind and charitable. After succeeding as the owner of the village, he has made friends with heroes all over the world. He has a good reputation in the world. No matter which sect sees him, he will sell him three points of face. It stands to reason that if he tells this matter The various sects asked him to help in the search, and there must be results within three months. But he didn't... Instead, he came here in person and entrusted him to the building... This action is really weird."

"...So Qingyan calculated that it's not that Ren Zongjin doesn't want to use the influence of the various martial arts sects, but that he can't. Thinking about it, this matter must be very important, and it involves the interests of all parties. If other sects find out, it may be detrimental to Yujian Villa... ...But, just finding his relatives, this is not the case at all. From this, it can be seen that the key to this matter is not Ren Zongzheng, but what Ren Zongjin will do after finding him..."

Wu Ye was bathing in the warm winter sun, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, and when he heard the last few words, he smiled and said, "It's almost as I thought. Qingyan, you should handle this matter yourself, if there is any Report any news to me immediately."

Qing Yan bowed and saluted: "Yes."

Wu Ye's order was notified to the various branches of Wuzhi Building, and the initial intelligence collection work was carried out almost simultaneously across the country, but within a few days, some information has been obtained.At the same time, an even more shocking news came all the way from northern Xinjiang.

The four states of Mobei, all regained!

In the early morning of the second day of December, as soon as the news came to Xuanjing, it aroused cheers from the whole country.And Mu Yunxiao's name has once again become the center of everyone's heated discussion.

The humiliation of 15 years has finally been washed away. No one can understand and experience the humiliation and courage in it more deeply than the soldiers of the country of Yin.On the day when the news came, Xuanjing's [-] forbidden soldiers embraced each other and wept with joy, and many veterans even fainted from crying on the spot.

Not only was Beidi able to steal chickens, but he was taken back to the four prefectures of Mobei, and was also forced into the border by the flash cavalry led by Mu Yunxiao.

However, at the moment when Emperor Lie died and the new emperor had not ascended the throne, the number of officials in the court had been reduced by half due to the just-concluded battle for the throne, and many things piled up in the court were left unattended. Si Huang Hanhong, who was temporarily acting as the regent, was so busy that he couldn't get away from his body for a while, and he didn't return to his residence once in three days.

Wu Ye, who was sick, couldn't rest with peace of mind, and went to the palace to assist Si Huang Hanhong in handling government affairs.

On the sixth day of December, Wu Ye stayed in the inner court and did not return all night.

At the middle of the night, the sky that had been gloomy for several days was once again snowflakes.The cold wind howled, the dead branches trembled, and at dawn, the huge Xuanzhu City was completely covered by white.

The charcoal-burning interior is as warm as spring, and the thick plush carpet is spread from the inside to the outside, blocking the cold air seeping from the ground. In the elegantly furnished room, the eight-poster carved bed is hung with heavy curtains to keep warm. The curtain is extremely comfortable.

Nan Xiaohuan was leaning on the head of the bed. His left arm was not connected properly at first, and it still hurts when he moves it.So Qing Yan sat beside him, holding a medicine bowl, and fed him the medicine.

Yi Lei lay on the table beside her, propped her head on her arms, and stared at the two people in sight.

"Hey, I said Xiaohuan... I really envy you, it's such a blessing to have Sister Qingyan serve you personally~" He looked at it for a long time, then suddenly sighed with emotion.

Qing Yan turned her head to look at Yi Lei, who was bored aside, and said with a smile, "Good luck?"

"There are only two people in this world who can let you cook and feed medicine with your own hands... No, plus you are three." He curled his lips and sighed helplessly, with envy in his voice, "The catastrophe If you don't die, you will have blessings. The ancients never deceived me! Hey, if I can be taken care of by Sister Qingyan like this, I am willing to die..."

His gaze shifted to Nan Xiaohuan who was leaning expressionlessly on the side where he was being fed medicine, Xi Yilei frowned and sighed in dissatisfaction, then shook his head: "There are people who always put on a cold face to play cool... What a fool, Wood..."

Qing Yan let out a chuckle, put down the empty bowl, took out a handkerchief, leaned forward, and wiped the corners of Nan Xiaohuan's mouth carefully: "So what if it's wood? You and I have not long been accustomed to the coldness of the wood in front of us." Have you met yet?..."

Her eyes were soft and bright, her voice was murmured, full of doting, and there was a little bit of a strange chuckle.Finally, Nan Xiaohuan, who had been wandering, lowered his head in embarrassment, snatched the handkerchief from the person in front of him, and rubbed it on his mouth: "...I just wipe it myself."

The three of them have known each other for many years, and they have a deep relationship. However, Nan Xiaohuan is not good at words, and his feelings are too restrained. Yi Lei often uses this to tease him.Nan Xiaohuan has long been used to it, but today, he did not give Yi Lei a cold look at the past as usual.It was just because at this moment, looking at the two of them, he felt a little guilty from the bottom of his heart.

Yilei Qingyan was afraid that he would be lonely while he was recovering from illness, so both of them tried their best to spare time to come and talk with him to relieve boredom, but he kept distracted and let down their good intentions.

Yi Lei Qingyan glanced at each other indiscriminately, and both saw a ray of worry in the other's eyes.

Although at first glance, it was no different from before, but after getting along for a few days, both of them noticed that something was wrong with the person in front of them.And the reason, they can basically be sure, lies in their master.

Today, compared with before, the Lord has much better temper, but if two people go to persuade that person, I am afraid that they still lack a bit or two of courage...

"Cut, Nanmu..." Yilei quickly recovered, muttered something, walked to the bed a few steps, pulled Nan Xiaohuan's wrist, and felt his pulse.

Qing Yan called the maid to clear away the empty bowl, and when she walked in again, Yi Lei had already finished her pulse diagnosis and was pursing her lips in thought.

"How?" Qing Yan asked.

"...The trauma has almost healed, and there is no serious problem." Yi Lei's eyes moved to Nan Xiaohuan's left arm, "It's time to re-bond him."

He lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly sat down in front of Nan Xiaohuan's bed, suppressed the cynical look on his face, and said to him in a deep voice: "The Fenxin Palm is very powerful, your internal injuries are very serious, the rest of the time Inside, you must not use your true qi rashly. Starting tomorrow, soak in a medicinal bath for an hour every day to warm and unblock the meridians, unblock the qi and blood, and add my unique formula for strengthening the vital energy, and after a hundred days like this, you will be able to recover."

Nan Xiaohuan nodded to express his understanding: "I'm sorry to bother you."

"What are you being polite about?" Xi Yilei glanced at him, "Who told you to be my wooden brother."

"Haha." Dong Qingyan finally couldn't help it, covered her lips and laughed.

"That's right." Xi Yilei suddenly remembered something, reached out and touched his bosom for a long time, took out something and threw it at the person on the bed, "The Lord asked me to return it to you."

"Eh?!" Seeing the jade carving boy Yilei threw in front of him, Nan Xiaohuan's eyes flashed with astonishment. lost……"

"Your subordinates found you together with that head when they were looking for you in Wuhe City, Xuzhou..." Xi Yilei glanced at him, "Why do you have such a gadget? Brother, I don't even know."

"..." Nan Xiaohuan cast a grateful glance at Yi Lei, but did not answer.

Knowing what he didn't mean, Yi Lei curled her lips, and didn't bother anymore, and finally gave a warning, and left because of something.

As soon as Xi Yilei left, there were only two people left in the house.

Nan Xiaohuan looked at Dong Qingyan beside the bed, and suddenly said, "Sister Qingyan, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Dong Qingyan was startled, then relieved, there was nothing she could hide from the person in front of her.So, he pulled a chair from the side, sat down in front of the bed, watched Nan Xiaohuan silently for a while, and finally sighed softly: "My lord... the poison came out yesterday."

Nan Xiaohuan's body trembled, and then he lowered his head.

"I don't know what happened between you and the Lord..." Qing Yan paused slightly, "But no matter what it is, it's always good to solve it as soon as possible...."

After a long time, Nan Xiaohuan said in a muffled voice, "I understand."

Qing Yan looked at him tenderly, her eyes full of pity.She just stared at Nan Xiaohuan like that, and after a long time, she let out a low sigh, got up and left.

Hearing the sound of footsteps drifting away, Nan Xiaohuan lowered his eyes.The jade carving boy in his hand was astonishingly hot, yet it was impossible to let go.

Restoring the bone means breaking the bone again where it has healed.

Rejecting Yilei's suggestion of taking anesthetics, Nan Xiaohuan gritted his teeth and endured the pain of another broken bone.

His face was pale, and sweat dripped from his skin, but he didn't say a word, he just bit his lower lip and insisted secretly.

The maids waiting on the side saw him being so resolute and decisive, they were all surprised and admired in their hearts, and some of them secretly changed their eyes when they looked at him.

Xi Yilei gently rubbed Nan Xiaohuan's severed arm with his hand, carefully aligned the broken bone stubble, then applied the special ointment for promoting blood circulation and bone growth in Ling Xiao Pavilion, and finally fixed it with a splint.

Nan Xiaohuan's clothes were soaked, Xi Yilei saw it, and couldn't help sighing, not understanding why the person in front of him insisted on not using anesthetics.

After Nan Xiaohuan took the medicine, rested and fell asleep, the two left together.On the way, Xi Yilei shook his head helplessly: "I really don't understand why that wood is so self-abuse."

Dong Qingyan looked at the heavy snow falling in the courtyard, and remained silent.

The snow fell bigger and bigger, and the sky was white, filling the sky and the earth.

The twelfth lunar month of the 17th year of Yuanqing was a month of heavy snow.The Hongyun River formed a thick layer of solid ice, and several inches of snow accumulated on the ground.Most of the common people stopped working, and even the court meeting was suspended for a day because of the heavy snow.

In the past few days, Nan Xiaohuan's injury has gradually improved, and he has been awake more and more.When Qingyan Yilei was not with him, he would lean quietly on the head of the bed with his eyes half closed, wondering what he was thinking.

On the night of the seventh day, Dong Qingyan got busy.She cooks herself, washes the rice and soaks the fruit, and starts cooking Laba porridge in the middle of the night.It is not until the morning of the eighth day that Laba porridge is ready.She distributed it to the servants and maids of the palace, and she filled a few bowls herself, and brought them to Nan Xiaohuan's room, and Xi Yilei and the three got together to eat.

After Dong Qingyan finished feeding a bowl of Laba porridge, she wanted to fill it up again, but was stopped by Nan Xiaohuan: "No need, I'm full."

Xi Yilei glanced at Nan Xiaohuan in surprise: "——It's just such a small bowl, Xiaohuan, when did you eat as much as a woman?"

Nan Xiaohuan laughed: "It's just that I don't have an appetite."

"You are reckless!" Xi Yilei scooped up another spoonful into her own bowl while being angry, "Sister Qingyan made it herself... If you want to eat it in the future, you can only wait until next year."

"If Xiao Huan wants to eat, I can make it for him anytime." Dong Qingyan added with a slight smile.

"Ah... Sister Qingyan, you are biased!" Xi Yilei wailed.

Nan Xiaohuan didn't seem to hear it, but his eyes drifted to the door of the room unconsciously.

Naturally, Qing Yan had already noticed his abnormality, so she didn't say much, just smiled, and seemingly casually mentioned: "I have to leave some for the Lord."

"My lord is busy with things, it seems that I won't come back today..." Yi Lei muttered while drinking porridge.

Nan Xiaohuan's eyes dimmed.

Since the sixth day, the Lord has never returned.

The man's evasion intention...is too obvious.He wanted to ignore it, but he couldn't.

With a dull pain in his chest, he slowly closed his eyes.

Taking off the fox fur coat and handing it to the maid beside him, Wu Ye walked deeper along the corridor, Yan San who was following behind was talking in a low voice.

Only heard Yan San said: "The past few days the pavilion master has recovered well, and the broken arm has been connected by Xi Hufa...Yesterday I started the medicine bath...The pavilion master had a good appetite a few days ago...but today I only drank a bowl of Laba porridge ..." He explained each one in detail, and by the time Wu Ye stopped, he had already reported Nan Xiaohuan's situation in the past three days.

Wu Ye smiled and nodded: "That's right, both of you back down."

"Yes, I obey." Yan San saluted, and left with the maid.

As soon as the figures of the two disappeared, the curvature of Wu Ye's mouth disappeared.He stood in front of the door, paced back and forth, thought for a while, but finally couldn't resist the wish in his heart, stretched out his hand to push the door and walked in.

The candles in the house have been extinguished, and it is dark.But for those who practice martial arts, this point of blackness is not a problem.

Wu Ye walked slowly and lightly through the outer room, came to the bed, and stopped.

He stared at the man's sleeping face.

His complexion has improved a lot, and he is no longer as pale as before... Listen to his breathing... The internal injuries are also better...

He sat down on the edge of the bed and watched quietly for a while.

A warm current slowly overflowed the atrium.

Wu Ye raised his hand, and gently parted the strands of hair stuck to Nan Xiaohuan's forehead.

Just looking at it like this, he felt that the fatigue of the past few days was swept away, and his heart was extremely peaceful and peaceful.

Nan Xiaohuan's chest rose and fell slightly, and his long and even breathing was very clear.

A faint smile crept up to the corner of his mouth unconsciously, and the hand resting on his forehead slid down along the contours of his resolute face, and finally, his slender fingers touched those two thin lips.

Suddenly, Wu Ye's complexion changed drastically, his body trembled violently, he hastily withdrew his hand, and was about to stand up and walk outside.Unexpectedly, his body trembled violently, and he couldn't listen to his commands at all.

His face turned pale in an instant, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead rolled down continuously. In just a short while, the sweat soaked through his heavy clothes, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water.

The pain under the combination of cold and heat made him almost go crazy. He clenched his teeth and held firm to prevent the sound of groans from overflowing. The hand on the bedpost was tightened more and more tightly, and the bones could almost be heard creaking.

"...Master...Master..." Nan Xiaohuan in his sleep seemed to sense something and muttered in his sleep.

Wu Ye's eyes were red, his lips were tightly closed, but all his tense nerves were disturbed by this sound, he panicked, and almost at the same time, another wave of pain roared and surged.

"Cough cough...cough cough..." Unable to restrain himself anymore, hot blood splashed out of his mouth.

Damn, why did it happen at this time? !

Wu Ye was extremely angry in his heart, but he couldn't restrain himself, and coughed intermittently for a long time before the pain eased a little.

He propped up the table and chairs, and staggered out of the room step by step.

As soon as he got outside the door, he couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed to the ground along the pillar.

The hidden guards hidden in the dark were taken aback, and they hurriedly appeared, about to step forward to check.

"Don't worry about me! You go in and change the carpet first...!"

The eyes of the two of them sank, they nodded and listened to the order, and rushed into the room lightly.

The two moved lightly, and finally rolled up the carpet, and when they were about to transport it out according to the order, a deep and pleasant male voice sounded.

"The Lord has come these days, how many times have you had an attack?!"

The two hidden guards were stunned for a moment, then turned their heads and looked to the side, only to see the man who was slowly sitting up from the bed with a cold expression on his face.