Looking for plums under the moon

crazy?Ling Guyue took a look at Shen Luo, saw his thin lips were moist, and his eyes were clear and bright, the more she looked at him, the more she liked her... She thought to herself: How could the younger brother become a lunatic?Could it be that Fang Yuchou also missed a day?Immediately he questioned, "Junior brother's words and deeds are no different from ordinary people, dare to ask senior, but I made a mistake?"

Fang Yuchou seemed to have expected his reaction like this, and he was not in a hurry to defend himself, and smiled and said, "I want to ask Ling Shaoxia something."

"Please say."

"Before Shen Shaoxia lost his memory, did you notice anything wrong with him?"

Ling Guyue twitched her eyebrows, "What does Senior Fang mean?"

Fang Yuchou said: "For example, does Shen Shaoxia always have insomnia and dreamy dreams, is very suspicious on weekdays, gets angry easily, and even has self-harm or abuse of others..."

Ling Guyue's eyelids twitched when she thought about all the things before, "Senior said...is this also a symptom of insanity?"

"That's right," Fang Yuchou nodded, and raised his voice slightly, "According to my diagnosis, Shen Shaoxia will not be like this for a while, I'm afraid he has been suppressed for many years, and what happened last time stimulated his mind even more, causing him to forget some painful past."

"You're talking nonsense." Shen Luo stared at Fang Yuchou expressionlessly.

Fang Yuchou smiled faintly, "I wonder if Shen Shaoxia had any bad memories when he was a child?"

Shen Luo's eyes were full of fierceness, his right hand hidden under the stone table was clenched tightly, and the cold light sword trembled slightly in his hand, "Brother, don't listen to his nonsense, I'm fine..."

Fang Yuchou turned his head to look at Ling Guyue, only to see that he quietly pressed Shen Luo's hand holding the sword, and nodded hesitantly.

"That's it," Fang Yuchou lowered his head and thought, "I just don't know why he was able to suppress himself for so long, it's incredible..."

Ling Guyue's brows were filled with worry, "Does Senior Fang have a cure?"

Fang Yuchou said: "For the current plan, the only way is to prick the seven acupoints in his brain with silver needles. Maybe under this kind of stimulation, he can restore his memory."

"Silver needle pricking point?"

"Yes, it's just that the process will be very painful, which is very bearable."

"What if...it fails?"

Fang Yuchou shook his head lightly, "Don't worry Ling Shaoxia, if my acupuncture technique is the second in the world, no one would dare to be the number one. If I can't restore Shen Shaoxia, then no one else will be able to."

Ling Guyue didn't know whether to believe him or not, but this person is the author of the book "Secret History of Martial Arts", which has been regarded as the highest medical scripture by Xinglin's disciples for more than 20 years. He also cured Lin Jue who was congenitally weak. It's hard to doubt.

But after thinking about it, now that the Red Medicine King and Nuanyanyu are ready, the most urgent thing is to remove the ten-direction restraint on Shen Luo's body first, and said: "I understand, but can I ask Senior Fang to give it to my junior brother in a few days?" Needle?"

Although Fang Yuchou didn't know why he had to delay for a few days, after thinking about it, he agreed, "Alright, let me observe Shen Shaoxia's situation again in the next few days."

"Thank you."

The red medicine king can only exert its maximum curative effect within three days after picking it. From Jiaochen Pavilion to Pingchuan, it took two full days to travel day and night, and it took half a day to be delivered to Ling Guyue.

So in the evening of this day, Ling Guyue ordered someone to carry a huge bathtub to Shen Dongxie, preparing to bathe Shen Luo in medicine.

Shen Luo watched as he threw a piece of black jade into a bucket full of hot water, and began to spit out black mist continuously. After a stick of incense, the clear water in the bucket had turned into turbid black, and then What came was a burst of strange fragrance.

"What's this smell?" Shen Luo's nose twitched.

Nuanyanyu has no smell, but for some reason, it exudes a sweet fragrance when soaked in water.

Prince Du didn't mention this fragrance, so Ling Guyue didn't take it seriously, "It's nothing." He lifted up his wide sleeves, stretched out his jade-like hands to stir the hot water, and saw that the dark Gradually, the red medicine king was taken out from the box and put in again.

As soon as the crimson flowers touched the water, the originally dark hot water quickly faded and became transparent. The petals turned white, but the water turned into a crystal clear amber.

Ling Guyue's face was slightly reddened by the heat, he wiped the mist from his cheeks, turned around and called: "Junior Brother, quickly take off your clothes, go in quickly."

Shen Luo responded, Ling Guyue had explained to him before that this was to remove a restriction on him, so he didn't think there was anything wrong.He untied the belt as usual, and the black clothes fell off, revealing a well-proportioned and powerful body, with a honey complexion, wide shoulders and narrow waist, long and straight legs, the only flaw was the unhealed scar on the arm, but for He added a wild charm.

Sitting in the bucket, Shen Luo faced Ling Guyue, seeing that he was also slowly taking off his clothes, he became a little distracted, "Brother, you...why did you take off your clothes?"

Ling Guyue was also a little embarrassed, "I want to use my energy to open up your meridians."

Shen Luo's throat tightened, and he let out a "hmm", but his eyes stared at him involuntarily.

Finally, the innermost layer of clothing also slipped off his shoulders, revealing his flawless body.I don't know if it's because it's a bit hot in the room, but the skin is light pink at the moment, shining under the lamp, the shoulder blades are round, the limbs are slender, and the thin muscles are neatly inserted into the abdomen along the waist, and then there is...

Before Shen Luo could see it clearly, Ling Guyue stepped into the bucket with her legs open, and sat cross-legged behind him, "Junior brother, I will start to practice my kung fu now, you must keep your strengths in mind, and don't fall asleep."

"Okay..." He replied with a little disappointment. After hearing his own voice, Shen Luo was startled, how could he be so hoarse.

"What? But uncomfortable?" Ling Guyue reached out and touched his forehead.

Shen Luo hurriedly stabilized his mind, "It's okay."

Only then did Ling Guyue withdraw her hand, and slowly pressed her back against his back with her inner strength. Feeling his spine suddenly shrinking forward, she smiled and said, "Don't be nervous."

"Yes..." Shen Luo bit his lower lip, pushed out the thoughts in his heart, and suddenly felt a gentle air flow to himself along the hands behind his back.

It seemed that he was smoothing the damaged meridians on his body, one by one, ecstasy.

An hour later, Ling Guyue had expelled the chaotic qi from Shen Luo's body, and repaired the meridians all over his body. When she opened her eyes, she was sweating profusely and scalding all over her body.

Ling Guyue faintly felt that something was wrong, she withdrew her hand and asked, "Junior brother, do you feel better?"

Shen Luo closed his eyes, beads of sweat fell from his forehead one after another, his ears were buzzing, he felt like he was in a raging furnace, it was extremely hot, but he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Senior brother?"

In the blazing flames, a voice called him, and he quietly opened his eyelids, his eyes were also blazing red, and he couldn't see clearly at all.

Seeing that he was silent, Ling Guyue held him by the shoulders and turned him around, and was startled when she saw his eyes full of affection.A thought flashed through his mind.

Why did Qiu Chenggu prefer to die than Prince Du to help?Could it be that in this situation... would it be difficult for him?

The next moment, Shen Luo felt a cool pleasure rising from his shoulders, so he turned his face sideways and subconsciously rubbed against his arm, his expression becoming hazy.

Ling Guyue looked at Shen Luo stuck to his hand, and didn't know what to do for a while, so she wanted to get him out first, so she stood up, half-carried him and dragged him out of the barrel.

"Master, senior brother..." However, Shen Luo is not a lithe woman or child after all. Ling Guyue hugged him with difficulty and was about to step out of the barrel when Shen Luo lowered her head and bumped her lips inadvertently. up his neck.

The fiery breath immediately sprayed on his neck, itching so much that his feet slipped, and the two of them fell back into the bucket again, and the water splashed and splashed all over the ground.

The two hugged each other wetly, Shen Luo pressed on Ling Guyue's body, his teeth hit his collarbone, both of them hissed in pain.

……

afterwards.

Shen Luo leaned back against the edge of the barrel, staring at the top of his head absentmindedly, "Senior brother, I'm sorry."

"There's no need to talk about this between you and me..." Ling Guyue thought to herself: But it's quite comfortable to be comfortable...

The two of them were shoulder to shoulder, and they could feel each other's warmth.

"Junior brother, do you want to remember the past?" Ling Guyue turned to look at him.

Shen Luo nodded.

"What if the past is very unbearable?"

"Didn't senior brother say that those things are over, from now on as long as senior brother is around, I won't be afraid of anything." Shen Luo found his hand in the water and clasped his fingers tightly.

"Okay." Ling Guyue looked at his handsome nose bridge, with a tiny drop of sweat on the tip of his nose, she hooked his neck and kissed him deeply.

Shen Luo pressed his hands on his waist, and said in a muffled voice: "Brother, if you do this again, I won't be able to bear it..."

Ling Guyue thought that her own experience was not enough, if she hurt him today, she might go to Fang Yuchou for acupuncture tomorrow, and he would be able to spot it at a glance, so she had no choice but to give up, thinking, the future will last forever.

The author has something to say: shivering, wait for the wind to pass before filling in the omitted content. . .