Hibiscus

Fusang entered the back room, and the man simply entered the room too. Fusang saw that her clothes were half wet, and the ends of her hair were sticking to her face. Under the flickering candlelight, she was a little frightened. She put it behind her ear, but the man was stunned for a moment, his appearance was really interesting, "Are you an old acquaintance with me?"

She kept her expression down, with a low eyebrow and a pleasing look.Fusang looked at her eyebrows and eyes carefully again, only to feel that she was looking at flowers in the mist. "Why don't I recognize you?" Fusang saw that her expression was a little panic-stricken, and thought that she was a little ruthless,

Fusang entered the room a little irritatedly and turned over the cabinets, suddenly saw a pair of slender hands protruding over, holding a neatly folded shirt in his hands.

Fusang frowned, "Are you from the Su family? But I see that you are not an ordinary person."

The man seemed a little dazed, perhaps covered in mist, his eyes were like the cold moonlight.Fusang suddenly sniffed lightly, and a faint herbal fragrance came, "This smell is not a demon either,"

Fusang looked at the woman in front of her with a sneer, "I'm confused, so it's a fairy." At the end, she said slowly, "The fairy wants to kill me?"

Perhaps these words touched her, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, and the mist filled her brows and eyes again, and the man slowly shed tears, Fusang was stunned for a moment, and said helplessly, "Don't cry!" Ah I,,,,,,"

Seeing that she was still sobbing softly, Fusang couldn't bear it, and hurriedly hugged her into his arms, "Good girl, I was wrong, don't cry anymore."

The woman raised her head slowly, with a pear blossom in the rain, "Fusang, I'm sorry."

Fusang frowned, and only teased her, "If you feel sorry for me, then stop crying."

The little servant from the other side pushed the door lightly and entered, he seemed a little anxious, "Master Doctor, so you are here, the young lady fell ill again, you follow me quickly."

Fusang waved her hand, trying to break free, but she squeezed her tighter, "Miss Su doesn't wait for anyone, the girl should go first."

Wuyou had no choice but to follow the boy and retreat out.Fusang pinched the palm of his hand, only to feel damp, and couldn't help but lose his mind.

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The moonlit night is boundless, the lights are dim, and there are faint shadows. There seems to be a slender beauty under the swaying moonlight, like a shadow of a candle. With her lips slightly parted, "Is Miss Su all right?"

"Thank you Miss Ah Qing for your concern, my little sister is fine." Su Xinzhi suddenly said without thinking, "Miss Ah Qing seems to be different tonight."

Fusang smiled lightly, and slowly rubbed his body over, "Does that young master think it's good or not?"

"Fusang." Seeing that figure from a distance, Fusang smiled and waved his hand, and Mr. Su fell down with his eyes blackened.

Fusang looked at the figure of the visitor from far and near, and seemed puzzled. "Why do you use charm?"

Fusang's face was covered with a smile, "Of course it's the essence of life."

Wuyou frowned, "You are not such a person"

Fusang seemed a little annoyed, "A demon is a demon, why don't you believe it?" Fusang smiled suddenly, "Shangxian is so beautiful, why don't I eat Shangxian?"

Wuyou remained unmoved, and only sighed softly, "If you want, I will follow you."

Fusang looked into her clear eyes.The expression on his face changed, "It was the same when you promised her."

Wuyou was taken aback for a moment, and hurried to judge her expression at the moment, only to see that Fusang had raised her head and smiled softly, "Do you think I am a little different tonight?"

Wuyou shook his head, Fusang seemed to be annoyed by her, pouted and said, "Rouge, this mortal rouge tastes so good."

Wuyou smiled lightly and stroked the corner of her mouth, "It's stained."

Fusang was stunned for a moment, only seeing her warm and watery appearance, she suddenly said in a mysterious way, "Then do you want to taste it?"

Worry-free stopped moving, looking at her a little helplessly,

Seeing that she was unmoved, Fusang thought she was not interested, but suddenly saw the man's enlarged eyebrows and eyes, she kissed lightly, and then licked it again, as if she was tasting rouge. She just let out a low laugh,

"It's delicious."

Fuso, ",,,,,,"

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Waking up the next morning, there were rustling voices from outside remembering that Fusang had slept lightly at night, so she simply got out of bed, and saw a servant girl coming in with a cup of tea, "Miss is awake."

Fusang nodded, and said sleepily, "What's the sound outside, it's such a sweet dream."

Fusang passed the towel handed over by her, soaked in the water, and started to wash. "It's Miss Su, she got sick at night, and she hasn't recovered yet."

Fusang moved slowly and began to drink tea, "The miracle doctor has to go."

"The miraculous doctor went at night."

Fusang tasteless, "oh"

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As soon as Fusang entered the back room, he heard Su Xinzhi's slightly anxious voice, "Genius doctor, what should I do about my little sister's illness?"

Wuyou suppressed his expression, as if tired, "Only Crimson Immortal Grass can cure Miss Su's illness."

Su Xinzhi frowned, "I've never heard of it, and I hope the doctor can tell me where I can find it?"

On the other side, there was only a coughing sound, Su Miaoyu's face was pale, and she said in a soft voice, "Brother, don't embarrass the genius doctor. The genius doctor took care of me last night, and he should be tired." Her eyes were filled with compassion and love. Looking at Wuyou, there was a bit of shyness in his brows.

Fusang raised his eyebrows, and said with a half-smile, "Miss Su is really caring, such a kind heart, the Bodhisattva will definitely bless you."

Su Xinzhi seemed to see Fusang just now, and said in surprise and joy, "Miss Ah Qing, did you sleep well last night?"

"Very good." Fusang yawned, looking sleepy.

"Miss Ah Qing, I'm really sorry for letting you see me like this." Su Miaoyu saw Fusang from a distance, and was about to get up, when she saw Chu Yanran bring the soup,

"Don't be too busy, I don't know the severity."

Fusang stared blankly, looking like he was about to smile, "Miss Su, please take care of yourself, it's better not to go out at night."

Su Miaoyu's expression froze, and a weak smile appeared on her face, "Perhaps it was because of the wind blowing in the night, and it was contaminated with some filth."

Fusang's heart sank suddenly, and he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Chu Yanran was still complaining over there, "I'm talking so much, I don't need to relax."

Fusang looked up at Su Xinzhi, said only that he was tired, and then retreated.

Fusang drifted slowly, aimlessly, at the end, without looking back, as if he was tired, he said lazily, "What is Shangxian following me for?"

Fusang turned around, saw the blue eyes in her eyes, teased her again, and said, "Shang Wuyou is really beautiful and blessed." Wuyou looked puzzled, as if thinking about the meaning of her words, "The beautiful lady Yu, don't you like it?"

Wuyou lowered her eyes, "She is a patient."

Fusang smiled, "I'm afraid Miss Su doesn't think so."

"Then what do you think?"

Fu Sang smiled lightly, "I can't think about it anymore, it's all a matter of idiots complaining about women."

Wuyou frowned, her voice was a little cold, "You're angry."

Fusang didn't agree either, and just changed the subject, "Then are you going to find that fairy grass?"

Wuyou held back his expression, "The foot of the capital city has been a bit uneasy recently, I used to have that medicinal herb, but,,,,,,"

Fusang thought about it without thinking, "Lost it?"

Wuyou shook his head and replied after spending half his salary, "It's just a gift to a friend."

Fusang understood, and slowly thought of something, "The heart of an immortal and bodhisattva will naturally find other ways."

Wuyou pondered for a while, "Yes, there is another way."

Fusang saw that she didn't have anything to say, but looked towards her, only frowned and said, "Immortals should talk faster."

"There is such a plant on Nanyu Mountain."

Fuso, ",,,,,,"

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Fusang's current situation is probably just a joke to herself, this Su Mansion can't stay any longer, if she goes back to Nanyu Mountain again, it would be really wrong, she was just about to sneak away when she saw a dazed man the person who wears,

"Miss Ah Qing, where are you going?"

Fusang rubbed his nose, "Master Fang, I'm leaving today."

"Miss Ah Qing, due to my younger sister's illness, I have not been able to take care of you recently, so don't blame me." Su Xinzhi saw that her expression was a little panicked, and he thought that he was negligent.

Fu Sang focused her expression, "Mr. Su has exhausted his friendship, how can I blame him?" At the end, she said again, "Mr. Su, please don't keep me. I haven't been home for a long time, and my family should also miss me."

Seeing her like this, Su Xinzhi said sadly, "Then when will I see you."

Fu Sang frowned, "Young Master, why should you be obsessed with this?"

"I also think that this is a nightmare, but just seeing the girl, I can't stop my heart."

Fusang was stunned for a moment, then sighed unconsciously, "If you want to see me, then go to Yishan to find me."

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Fusang sent Su Xinzhi away, and walked out without looking back. It was a long and narrow alley, Fusang walked in impartially, and saw a woman in a white gown in front of her, her eyes were cold and clear, "Where are you going?"

Fusang frowned, "What is the immortal doing?"

Xu Shi saw that her eyebrows were a little angry, so he whispered, "It's very dangerous outside now, you..." She was interrupted before she could finish speaking,

"I know."

Wuyou seemed to have finally realized something, with a disturbed expression on his face, "Are you going to leave me?"

Fusang didn't look at her, but sneered, "The fairy's words are so strange, I've only met you a few times, why are you like this?"

Wuyou choked up his voice, "You forgot."

Fusang raised her eyebrows, and looked at her with some amusement, "It's a bad memory even if I think about it, since I have forgotten you, why do you want me to remember you?" At the end, she suddenly said cruelly, "Could it be that you can't see me good"

These words seemed to have greatly touched her, she was suddenly distressed, and slowly shed tears, "No, no Fusang, I know you blame me."

Fusang held back his expression, looking tired, "Then let me go."