Secret arrows are hard to defend

Chuyufang is the largest Fengyuedi and Jinjin Treasury in Yecheng.

When Song Wuan was lying on the bed, his mind was still in a daze, the sound of silk and bamboo in his ears was endless, and the laughter lingered endlessly. He tried hard to recall what happened just now, so that when his mind became hot, He promised to follow Lu Xuan all the way here.

The side of the couch sank suddenly, Lu Xuandu leaned his head on his side and looked at him, and said softly: "Wu An..."

Song Wuan was shocked, and sat up suddenly: "I, I think there is something else, I want to return to innocence—" Before he could finish speaking, Lu Xuan rolled over and fell on him, and he buried himself in his arms. He said in a muffled voice, "Where are you going? I'll accompany you."

Song Wuan, who was almost crushed by Lu Xuandu's sudden attack, pushed his hairy head: "Go down, sink to death."

Lu Xuan raised his face, his chin rested on his chest, his peach eyes were rippling, and when he looked down, there was a hint of weakness and softness, he showed a pitiful look: "Hey, don't you like him just now? "

Song Wu'an trembled slightly, the hair on his body stood on end, goosebumps all over his body, he couldn't help kicking him with his legs, and said in a disgusted tone: "What are you doing? You're creepy."

Lu Xuan let go of his hand embarrassingly, and lay back on his half of the seat honestly: "I thought Wu'an liked this tone, after all, every time I pretend to be pitiful, you always soften your heart."

Song Wuan: "...you are usually fine." He cleared his throat in embarrassment: "By the way, what did you bring me here for?"

Lu Xuan looked at him resentfully: "I brought you here, don't you know what I want to do?"

Song Wuan didn't know what to think of, and blushed suddenly: "This, this—is the progress too fast?"

Lu Xuandu couldn't help laughing: "Wu An, you are so cute." He stretched out his hand to hold his hand, lying on the bed and looking at the red gauze curtain shining with golden light above his head, he showed a faint smile: "We This is good now. Red candles warm the tent, like wedding candles."

Song Wuan moved slightly towards him, and looked at the red gauze above his head with him: "Well, it's really similar. But why are we here?"

Lu Xuandu said as a matter of course: "I will take you to inspect the industry."

Song Wuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is this place also the property of the ancient building?"

"No." Lu Xuan shook his head: "This is my own private property and has nothing to do with the ancient building. Let me count the stars for you."

"Where do you get the stars?"

"Aren't there so many on top of your head? Listen, let me count for you, okay?"

Song Wuan indulged and said: "Okay, you count." Lu Xuan laughed very gently, and counted the stars one by one. fell asleep.

When he woke up again, the sky outside the window had already dimmed. He had slept for a long and deep sleep, and it seemed that his internal strength had not yet recovered, and his limbs were limp and weak.

Song Wuan glanced sideways at Lu Xuandu who was sleeping next to him, he was sleeping very upright, with a thin blanket draped over his body, his left hand was placed between his chest and abdomen, and his right hand was still holding him together .

Probably because he held it for too long, the back of his hand was stained with sweat, hot and itchy.

Song Wu'an looked at him quietly for a while, the corners of his lips raised slightly unconsciously.After a long while, he turned his eyes back to the red gauze curtain above his head, his thoughts gradually blurred, and he still felt unreal.

The wind blew in slightly, and the red gauze swayed a small arc. Song Wuan suddenly realized that something was wrong, he stood up abruptly, his eyes suddenly went dark, and quickly supported him with both hands: "Be careful!"

"You didn't sleep at all. You lied to me again—" Song Wu'an brushed his hand away, and sat up halfway on the bed. Lu Xuan stretched out his hand to support him, but didn't dare to touch him.

The darkness in front of Song Wuan's eyes gradually receded, and his mind became a little clearer. His tone was full of gnashing of teeth: "How long have I slept? This time, what is it for?"

"You've been sleeping for three days and haven't eaten. Don't move yet. I asked someone to keep the porridge warm. Can you use some first?"

"Where is this place?"

"...Yangzhou."

"Lu Xuandu, from Yecheng to Yangzhou, thousands of miles away, completely different, do you really think you can keep it from me? Or are you going to lock me up?"

"No. I just wanted to hide it for a while. How did you find out?"

Song Wuan raised his eyes to look at the red silk gauze above his head, and said with a wry smile: "The gauze is reversed. It wasn't like this before I fell asleep."

Lu Xuandu looked up in a daze at the gauze tent he had brought back from Yecheng, and laughed at himself: "Hundreds of secrets are sparse, I'm laughing at you."

Song Wuan rubbed his sore forehead wearily, and after a while, asked softly, "Are you never going to be able to not lie to me?"

Lu Xuandu was silent for a while: "Yes. Do you regret it? I gave you 6000 taels. If one day you don't like me or can't stand me, you can come and kill me at any time."

"You are willing to give your life to me, but you refuse to tell me the truth?" Song Wu'an laughed dryly: "Ha - should I be happy?"

Lu Xuandu stroked his cheek lightly: "Wu An, there are some things I don't want you to know, and I don't want you to intervene. If you don't want to stay in Yangzhou, don't want to stay with me, then go back to Wuwu Mountain. But it's just For the time being, I will go to you after I finish handling these chores. Is that okay?"

"This is the fourth day..."

Lu Xuandu paused suddenly.This was the fourth day the two decided to try to be together, and for three days, Song Wuan fell asleep.

"That's all." Song Wuan turned his eyes away, and lay down slowly with his back to him: "I want to sleep for a while, is that okay?"

Lu Xuandu was silent for a while, he didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing, Song Wuan didn't plan to go back to Wuwu Mountain, but he didn't seem to talk to him either.

The door behind him slammed softly, and Lu Xuan went out.Song Wuan turned over and looked up at the crimson gold-woven gauze above his head, and slowly closed his eyes.

About a moment later, someone knocked on the door, and the person who came in was a half-year-old boy, thirteen or fourteen years old, with a peach-hearted face and willow-leaf eyes.He arranged the porridge and side dishes, and said simply and neatly: "My lord, remember to use some light food, it will be very uncomfortable if you are hungry for a long time."

I don't know if it's a coincidence, or Lu Xuandu's intentional arrangement, but his facial features and temperament are three points similar to those of Shen Weirui.Song Wuan got up and ate his meal quietly.

After he finished his meal, the young man cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, and said to himself: "My name is Yan Rui, and the landlord sent me to take care of your son's daily life. The landlord ordered that everyone except the study room is allowed to pass by. Mind."

Song Wuan took another look at him: "Your surname is Yan?"

"The people adopted and trained by the ancient building since childhood are all surnamed Yan."

Since they broke up that day, Lu Xuan didn't show up again.Although Song Wu'an has freedom, he meditates in his room every day and never goes out to move around.

After another day of meditation, Song Wu'an's expression became more and more condensed.His meridians are still blocked, and his internal strength still hasn't recovered.It stands to reason that so many days have passed, the effect of the medicine has dissipated long ago, and now it seems that the effect of the medicine is not ordinary.

"Little Yan."

Yan Rui was stunned for a moment, this was the first time in so many days that Song Wuan took the initiative to talk to him: "What are your orders, Master?"

"Help me find a doctor, and try not to alarm your landlord."

Yan Rui didn't ask any more questions, just nodded in agreement and left.

Unsurprisingly, on the second day, the doctor didn't come, but Lu Xuandu came instead.In the final analysis, Yan Rui wanted to obey Lu Xuandu.

Lu Xuan waved his hands, and Yan Rui retreated quietly: "What's wrong? Are you sick?"

"My internal strength has not yet recovered."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"..."

Song Wuan didn't answer.

Lu Xuandu's expression changed suddenly, he closed his eyes, and said affirmatively, "You think I did it."

"Now I know it's not the case, so I want to invite a doctor." Song Wuan seemed to feel that he was too small-minded and suspicious: "...I know I was wrong, okay?"

Lu Xuandu smiled bitterly, and reached out to stroke his soft hair: "It was obviously my negligence, why did you admit your mistake to me?" Before Song Wuan could answer, Lu Xuan turned around and left.

The hand hanging in the air brushed against his sleeve silently, Song Wuan slowly withdrew his hand, staring at his palm carefully, as if examining something.Are you too impulsive?He and Lu Xuandu are like Mars meeting Tuo Luo, either disaster or disaster, maybe they were never suitable.

Lu Xuandu can always affect his various emotions. When he looked at him, from the beginning of his beautiful appearance, he later felt pitiful.

But why did Lu Xuandu agree to him?Apart from his resemblance to Yan Zihuai Weimo, there seems to be no other place that can catch Lu Xuandu's eyes.He may have appreciation for himself, but appreciation is not liking after all.Is he serious, or is he just responding casually and tricking him for fun?

Song Wu'an flinched slightly, instead of the icy internal force of chalcedony swimming through his meridians, he felt even colder instead.Although he knew that there was infinite worry and panic in his heart, it was not because of the delay in recovering his internal strength, but because Lu Xuan turned around without hesitation, again and again.

"Young master, the doctor is here."

Song Wuan raised his head expressionlessly, and was taken aback when he saw the person in front of him: "Mr. Nan?"

Nan Suning's crescent-like eyes were pointed and curved, and she smiled at him and said, "Song Shaoxia, I didn't expect to see you here."

"Aren't you—" Song Wu'an sneered: "It seems that you and Lu Xuan have already set up a good situation at that time. But the Gong Yu Pavilion fell into the hands of Mr.?"

Nan Suning shook her head: "No. I'm just an ordinary doctor in the ancient building now."

A trace of confusion appeared in Song Wu'an's expression: "Since that's the case, why did Mr. Nan go to such lengths to plan this matter?"

Nan Suning didn't answer, but said: "I'm a doctor, let's check the pulse first." He cut Song Wu'an's wrist, seeing the smile fade away.

Seeing his expression, Song Wu'an probably knew that the situation was not good, but at this moment he felt calm: "How?"

Nan Suning's crescent-like eyes lost their beautiful curvature, and the brows frowned slightly: "Frozen. Frozen is a unique poison in Mofeng Castle, which can stagnate the internal force. Your cultivation of chalcedony is a kind of yin and cold. Therefore, this medicine is more effective for you. If you use too much, your internal force will be completely stagnated, and your meridians will be blocked. All lost."

Song Wu'an was stunned for a while, and couldn't help laughing, thinking that Lu Xuandu was indeed a disaster star who would have no luck meeting him.

"Is there a solution?"

"Yes." Nan Suning nodded and said: "Firstly, the method of Zhiyang Heart can dredge the meridians, but the method of Zhiyang Heart is incompatible with your body, if there is a slight deviation, there may be danger of life. The blood of the medicine man can cure all kinds of poisons, if you get the blood of the medicine man, it should be the safest."

"The Snow Valley of Yaowang Mountain was destroyed a hundred years ago, so where did the blood of the medicine man come from?"

Nan Suning nodded: "In this case, there is only one way left." He said with a serious expression, "Shuangxiu."

Song Wuan: "..."