Xiaobaihua's character can't be collapsed

As soon as the task was released, Song Han knew that Shi Wuyi must be sick to the point of dying, and he might only have three months to live.

Thinking about the last time he saw Shi Wuyi, he felt that the other person's appearance seemed to have become more beautiful. Song Han wondered if this was a flashback.

But the flashback should not be so long in advance, so what's going on?

Song Han couldn't figure it out, so he asked Li Hanchuan, "Is Mr. Wuyi feeling better now?"

Li Hanchuan looked serious: "Not very good."

Song Han hesitated, "What disease did he have?"

"A strange poison called drunkenness." Li Hanchuan's eyebrows and eyes were sullen, "The poisoned person will burn their vitality in exchange for stunning beauty, the more beautiful the appearance, the deeper the poison, and when the beauty reaches the extreme, the red lips will be stained with blood and die tragically. "

And such an incredible poison?Song Han's eyes were opened, his eyes were worried, "Isn't that the unclothed young man?"

Li Hanchuan remained silent.

He went to Lingguang Pavilion yesterday, and Ah Lang's appearance is a bit more beautiful now than before.

"Is there nothing you can do?" Song Han's nose was a little sour, and his words were full of sadness, "Young Master Wuyi is still so young..."

Li Hanchuan's tone was helpless: "This drunken city is rumored to be the magical medicine that Morosa, the princess of the Gulangyue Kingdom outside the Great Wall, sacrificed a city girl to the devil in exchange for the magic medicine, in order to turn her ugly into a stunning beauty so that people who don't love Her man was fascinated by her, this legend cannot be verified at all. The genius doctor Murong has no way to do it, so he can only temporarily suppress Alang with needles and soaking in medicinal baths every day."

Song Han's eyes turned red, and he couldn't bear it: "Master Luo must be very sad about Mr. Wuyi's situation. If Mr. Wuyi really has something wrong, how can he bear it?"

Li Hanchuan sighed, "A-Lang didn't tell him about this."

Song Han lowered his eyes, "Master Wuyi must not want to tell Mr. Luo because he doesn't want to be sad. Mr. Luo cares about him so much..."

Li Hanchuan shook his head in denial. He didn't explain, but said to Song Han, "A-Lang likes your craftsmanship. If you have free time these two days, bring some food to visit him."

Song Han leaned against his strong chest, feeling depressed, "Master Wuyi is your very good friend, right?"

Li Hanchuan circled him, and his deep voice sounded above his head, "A-Lang's mother and my mother are cousins, and we are both grandsons of Shangguan's family."

"No wonder Mr. Luo once lost his temper and directly called Shangguan Yunlang." Song Han suddenly asked, "Then you are also Shangguan Hanchuan?"

"It used to be." Li Hanchuan rubbed his hair, suppressing the rage that surged up from the bottom of his eyes.

Song Han didn't take this to heart.

It is not uncommon to take my mother's surname when I was young and change it back to my father's surname when I grow up, so it's not surprising.

"I'm going to visit Mr. Wuyi tomorrow."

"I will go with you?"

"No," Song Han whispered, "I want to ask him something."

Li Hanchuan lovingly kissed the end of his eyes, "Have a good rest before going."

"Okay." Song Han obediently agreed, raised her pretty face to look at him, "I also want a candied fruit."

Li Hanchuan took one for him.

The candied fruit was marinated with honey to make it sweet, and after eating it, his mouth was full of sweet taste. Song Han grabbed the man's shoulder, raised his head slightly and kissed the thin lips that were pursed into a straight line, and washed away the man's heart with the sweet taste suffering.

"Young Master Wu Yi will definitely get better!"

The young man's ears were slightly pink, and his eyes were clear and firm. Li Hanchuan didn't want to show his kindness, so he gently deepened the kiss.

Whether it's to get rewards for completing the mission, or to prevent Li Hanchuan from feeling sad about his brother's death, anyway, Song Han will be saved!

The next day, standing outside the exquisite pavilion with the same scenery but not seeing a man with shocking beauty teasing him hypocritically, Song Han still felt a little nostalgic in his heart.

A client of his age is always sick...

Song Han sighed inwardly, and smiled at Ming An who was surprised when he saw him: "I brought some snacks to see Young Master Wuyi."

Ming An said politely: "Thank you, Mr. Song, for your kindness, but the master has already rested, you just leave the snacks."

Keep out of sight?How bad is Shi Wuyi's situation?

Song Han held the food box and looked at Ming An quietly, with indescribable sadness in his words, "Han Chuan told me..."

Ming An was stunned.

"Ming An, who are you talking to outside?"

A lazy and pleasant voice came softly, and Ming An hurriedly replied: "Master, it's Young Master Song."

"Han'er came to see me? Did you bring something delicious?"

The lazy voice suddenly became interested, and Ming An showed joy, "That's right!"

"Then why don't you let people in?"

"Yes!" Ming An embarrassedly invited Song Han inside.

Song Han only stayed in the flower hall last time, this time Ming An directly took him into the inner hall.

The inner hall is magnificent, and there is no place that is not luxurious and exquisite. Song Han kept his eyes down and followed Ming An with his head down.

Behind the crystal bead curtain, the man in white clothes scattered all over the ground like white lotuses met Song Han's shocked eyes, and smiled slightly, "Han'er."

"You, your hair..." Song Han lost his voice, "How did this happen? Why is it all white?!"

"Not good-looking?" Shi Wuyi's fingers sculpted like jade were wrapped with a strand of silver thread and lightly swept over the bright red lips, and the long and narrow phoenix eyes glanced lightly. open your eyes.

Song Han couldn't help but look at him carefully. His white hair is like snow and his eyes are like ink, his lips are red like vermilion. Tempting people all the time.

Song Han stared blankly for a moment, then looked away, "It's not good-looking, it's not the real you."

The smile on Shi Wuyi's lips faded, and he said quietly: "Han'er is always so serious, she doesn't want to tell lies to fool people."

Song Han didn't answer, and took out the snacks he just made and put them on the table, "It's still hot, do you want to try it?"

"Han'er specially made it for me, of course." The crystal bead curtain jingled, and Shi Wuyi pushed aside the curtain and came out.

Observing closely, Song Han further realized what it means to have icy muscles and flawless bones.

He handed the chopsticks to Shi Wuyi, looked at his smiling phoenix eyes and said: "That day Mr. Luo couldn't wait to pick me up and teach him how to make dim sum. The price was that he would make a painting for me..."

Shi Wuyi paused, and finally took the chopsticks, "Did he really draw?"

"Yes." Song Han said with regret, "With my appearance, I shouldn't let him break his rules of not painting without beauty."

Shi Wuyi's long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed, and his face suddenly became a little cold, "What is this appearance? Han'er's appearance can't be better."

Song Han pursed his lips and remained silent, obviously not agreeing with his statement.

Shi Wuyi snorted lightly, "It's just a skin, so what if it's so beautiful that it's so beautiful? It's just a beauty with a dry bone."

"But," Song Han retorted in a low voice, "everyone has a love for beauty, and beautiful things are more loved by others."

There was a chill in Shi Wuyi's eyes, "Only those who are superficial will value the beauty and ugliness of the skin."

what's the situation?Song Han faintly smelled the smell of gunpowder, and wondered if he had quarreled with Yan Gou Luo Jingxi, but Shi Wuyi had always indulged Luo Jingxi, and knew the other party's obsession with each other, so it was unlikely to quarrel because of different opinions.

Thinking of the day when the boy endured embarrassment and lowered his proud head to ask him to study, Song Han couldn't help being curious.

At this time, Ming An suddenly walked quickly to Shi Wuyi, and whispered: "Master, Mr. Luo is here, just outside the door..."

"No, let him go back." Shi Wuyi said coldly.

Ming An became anxious: "You can't keep him from seeing you..."

"So what if I see you?" Shi Wuyi looked directly at him, with a mocking smile on his lips.

"But……"

"Tell him not to come again, I don't want to see him." Shi Wuyi said lightly, his tone unquestionable.

"...Yes." Ming An stepped back helplessly.

It was the first time Song Han saw Shi Wuyi putting away his gentle mask like this.He has a superior aura similar to Li Hanchuan's, but he usually does not show his dew and dew, so it is not easy for people to notice.

"What does Han'er keep watching me for?"

Shi Wuyi returned to his previous frivolous appearance, and Song Han brushed his cold fingers away just before touching Song Han.

Song Han took a step back, and said seriously, "Han Chuan said you were poisoned, did you, did your hair turn gray because of the poison?"

"That's right." Shi Wuyi's eyebrows showed a heartbreaking melancholy, "I'm going to die soon."

Song Han turned pale, "You..."

Shi Wuyi took a piece of plum blossom-like transparent and delicate snack, opened his lips and bit it, chewing slowly.

"With the decline of internal strength, the five senses also decline, hearing, smell, taste... I will soon lose the taste of Han'er's delicious food."

Song Han was taken aback.

This poison is too overbearing!

"Shangguan Yunlang, what do you mean?"

The boy's angry voice came through the door, Shi Wuyi didn't even frown.

"Master just fell asleep, Mr. Luo, please go back!" Ming An persuaded with a bitter face.

"Fart! Did he hide something inside so that he dare not see me?!" Luo Jingxi roared, ignoring the obstruction, ran to the door angrily, raised his foot——

The closed door was kicked open, revealing the scene inside.

"Shangguan Yunlang!!!"

The sound made eardrums ache, and Song Han, who was affected by Chiyu, had to accept the jealousy that erupted like a volcano erupting from a teenager.

The moment Luo Jingxi saw Song Hande, the anger in Luo Jingxi's eyes exploded, and he rushed over with red eyes and grabbed Shi Wuyi's collar, "What are you doing here with him!"

Shi Wuyi looked cold and did not answer.

Luo Jingxi was trembling with anger: "Are you talking? What are you doing? You don't want to see me but meet him secretly?"

"As you can see, I am in love with the person I like." Shi Wuyi smiled and met Luo Jingxi's eyes that turned red instantly, "Hurry up and don't hinder me."

Luo Jingxi's eyes widened suddenly, the knuckles of his hand holding his collar turned white, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Ah Lang, what did you say?"

Shi Wuyi waved his hand away, with an unhappy tone, "I don't want to see you, so don't come here again."

"Shangguan Yunlang, you bastard!"

Luo Jingxi yelled with red eyes, raised his fist and slammed at Shi Wuyi's face, Shi Wuyi raised his hand to catch it, and said coldly: "Have you had enough trouble?"

Withdrawing his fist, Luo Jingxi clenched his teeth tightly, with tears in his eyes, "Shangguan Yunlang, I like you so much in vain, are you trampling on my sincerity like this?"

"Heh..." Shi Wuyi chuckled as if he heard some funny joke.He looked at Luo Jingxi, his raised phoenix eyes were cold: "Do you like me as a person, or my skin?"

Luo Jingxi's face was pale, his lips trembled, "What do you mean?"

"There are so many skins in this world who are younger than me and more beautiful than me, why do you bother me?" Shi Wuyi smiled casually, "I am tired of watching your tricks."

As if Luo Jingxi was struck by lightning, he stared blankly at Shi Wuyi, and suddenly said nervously: "Okay! Very good!"

Before he finished speaking, tears began to flow down.

"I was blind in the past! Don't worry, I, Luo Jingxi, am not cheap enough to beg for mercy!"

The young man's wet eyes were frighteningly bright, he stared at Shi Wuyi, and said word by word: "After today, you and I will have nothing to do with each other!"

Lie Lie's red clothes drew a resolute arc, the young man straightened his back, and strode away without hesitation.

Shi Wuyi clenched his fists tightly, veins floating on the back of his hands.He stared blankly at the young man walking further and further away, his Adam's apple rolled, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness spewed out!