【Xingmo】My boyfriend is from the Ming Dynasty

The journey to Wenhuanghuang is very long. Starting from the city center where Mr. Xinghua lives, we have to drive all the way to the valley in the southwest of the Central Plains.He put the man in the passenger seat and touched him from time to time while driving to make sure he was still there.

It was already evening when we arrived at Royal Wen.Royal Wen's heavy wooden door was banged loudly, Feng Duyue went to open the door, and Savior Die followed suit.

"Where's your father?" She saw Uncle Xinghuajun holding a black rice dumpling, his forehead covered in sweat.

"In the warehouse."

Mr. Xinghua nodded, strode over, knocked open the thick and heavy wooden door of the warehouse with his shoulder, and shouted: Emperor Wen!

Wen Huangji, who was hunting for bugs in the Gu cellar, came out with his slippers. "Hear his voice before seeing him, old friend, it's definitely not a good thing to disturb someone who celebrates Chinese New Year."

"Don't be poor and help me see this!"

He gently put the person on the ground, and through the light, Wen Huang saw that the right side of the person's body was gradually becoming transparent.Rao Wenhuang, who likes novelty hunting, was a little surprised, "Hurry up and find the tree."

"Do you still remember that he said to feed with blood?" Wen Huang said.

Mr. Xinghua was startled, then immediately carried the person under the red tree, stretched out his hand and said to Emperor Wen, "Lend me a fruit knife." Feng Duyue who rushed over received the master's order, and handed over the knife .Mr. Xinghua cut his wrist open, and the blood seeped into the cracks of the mangrove tree. Miraculously, the tree has begun to heal.

"I haven't seen such a miraculous thing before," Wen Huang looked at Mo Cangli, and the gradually transparent body of that person slowly appeared again. "I thought that the profession of Gu doctor was enough to make people feel miraculous. By the way, Mr. Xinghua, why don't you just draw blood? If you are like this, you will have to suture it when the time comes."

"You didn't say it earlier! Forget it... let's hurry up."

The stroke was a little deeper and it looked a little scary, Mr. Xinghua turned pale and glanced at the lying person.Seeing his eyelids move slightly, he couldn't help but feel happy.It seems that this man-eating tree really has something to do with him.

Mo Cangli opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Xinghuajun's bloody hand, he instinctively stretched out his hand to help him hold it down, but Xinghuajun avoided it, grabbed a roll of bandage and wrapped it around lock up.

"I'm fine...how are you feeling?"

His head was hurting, his consciousness gradually came back but he still couldn't organize his words, Mo Cangli shook his head, his eyes moved to the bloody tree.

The new blood gradually condensed into dark red on the branches.There is no doubt that it is Xinghuajun's blood.

"Don't tell me where you are, and you don't look at your hand, and hurry up to sew." Wen Huang said.

"It's not because your knife is too sharp!" Mr. Xinghua shouted angrily, pressing his arms.

Shen Guwen Royal Palace has all kinds of equipment, it is worthy of being a black medical clinic.But this is the first time that I have stitched myself without anesthesia.

"Can you... kiss me?" Xinghua Junqing said to Mo Cangli with a pale face. "Kiss me and I won't hurt anymore."

Mo Cangli said: "This inappropriate joke makes you look stupid."

never mind.Xinghuajun smiled at him awkwardly, and stitched up his wound while gasping for air. "You tree, why do you look like a giant mosquito?"

"It sucked your blood. What the hell happened while I was unconscious?"

"Your body gradually became transparent... Then I took you to Wen Huang, and he said that maybe it had something to do with the tree, because the cracks in the tree body were getting bigger and bigger. Then I remembered that you called Wen Huang to take it last time. To feed it with blood, I tried it with my own blood. I didn’t expect it to be really useful.”

"...The blood-colored glazed tree was originally a creation created by me. I don't know when it became a mosquito spirit." Mo Cangli said. "Where did Emperor Wen get it?"

"It's a second-hand transfer." In the tea room, Wen Huang only poured himself a cup of tea, and it was obvious that he was not hospitable. "Hmm... The master said it was dug out from a mine, but I thought it was a natural gem at first."

"that's it?"

"Huh? It's an eye-opener for me this time. Although there are many rare treasures in the warehouse, it's the first time like today. Mr. Mo said, you made the tree with magic?"

"It's an ordinary technique of the Mohists, but in this world, there is no medium to perform it."

"Mojia? Interesting. I raised it as a real tree at first, and it couldn't keep it alive no matter how much water it was. It's like a dry wood in the Gobi, a little bit cracked."

"He had this kind of situation before, and he was sent to the hospital but no pathological cause could be found." Xinghuajun said. "If this tree really lives and dies with you, then you must return it to us, Emperor Wen."

"It can be transferred to you. Well... 173 million, wiped out."

"Why don't I rely on you to snatch it!"

"Oh, just mortgage your house to me."

Mr. Xinghua was so angry that he vomited blood, "My house is more than this price now, okay!"

"Even if I move it back, there's nowhere to put it. I think it's better for Mr. Wen Huang to pretend to be a good person, take me in for a while, and then think about a solution." Mo Cangli said.

"I won't allow it!" Mr. Xinghua resolutely objected.

Shen Gu Wen Huang covered his face with a fan and did not speak.

"Mortage is the mortgage!" Mr. Xinghua said fiercely, "I will redeem it again at worst!"

"Xinghua, don't be ostentatious when you cherish gold."

"No, I won't make you disappear. You, you don't know how scared I was at the time. I lost all my professionalism, so I had to go to the doctor in a hurry." His pale hand held Mo Cangli's side. The hand feels cold to the touch.Mo Cangli looked at him and sighed.

Emperor Wen on the side didn't want to see them look at each other affectionately at all, so he walked away to play with his daughter.I love you after the one hundred and one eye contact between those two nasty men.He continued to speak. "You and this tree do not belong to this world. Does this mean that it violates the orderly operation of time and space? Well, I think it is quite normal to be cleared out by nature. Oh old classmate, don't look at me so fiercely Well, let me remind you."

"God Gu Wen Huang has not changed much whether it is now or in the past." Mo Cangli said.

"They must all deserve the same beating!" Mr. Xinghua added.

"This rare kindness may be the best gift from heaven to God Gu Wenhuang in this era."

"Huh? Really? I'm really looking forward to learning about myself in the Ming Dynasty. But then again, I don't know if Mr. Mo feels that he has changed much from the Mo Cang of this era?" Wen Huang smiled like a fox , Mo Cangli's worries are clear in one sentence.

Now that there is the modern Emperor Wen, the modern Xinghuajun, Qiao Tathagata, Shi Yanwen... then what about the modern Mo Cangli?

On the way back, Mo Cangli kept looking at Mr. Xinghua beside him.

"What are you doing? Don't look at me and I can't even drive." The sight was too hot, so hot that Xinghua Jun's face turned red. "Tomorrow Emperor Wen will come to get my real estate certificate, and then he will bring the tree over."

"Do you regret it?"

"Of course I won't regret saving you. I'm a doctor. Money can be earned again. Life is the most precious thing." Mr. Xinghua shrugged.

Shi Yanwen made a few phone calls during dinner, but they didn't answer because of the emergency.After the situation settled down and returned to the door of the house, Mo Cangli called back to explain the situation.

"I'll be back at about nine o'clock tomorrow night. The operation is very busy...I'll call you and you have to answer it." Mr. Xinghua touched the wound on his hand. Fortunately, only 3 stitches were sewed, and the wound was not big. Surgery is still ok.

"En." Mo Cangli nodded, he knew that Mr. Xinghua was afraid that he would disappear without saying a word. "Your house was given to Emperor Wen, so where do you live?"

"Uh, can I...?" Mr. Xinghua pointed to the door behind him.When he promised Emperor Wen to take the mortgage, he was a little careful, otherwise he would not have agreed so quickly.

"Okay. Let's go to bed early."

Watching the person at the opposite door run back, Mr. Xinghua breathed a sigh of relief.It seems that the bitter plan is very effective, at least the cohabitation status has been restored, isn't it?

Feelings, isn't it just love with each passing day.

Mo Cangli's rental house can be described as barren.In the living room there are several sofas placed by the original landlord, and in one bedroom there is only one mattress, and nothing else.

Xinghuajun sat down and heard the mattress creaking. It was probably an old mattress with rusty springs.

Emperor Wen sent someone over to check and accept, and even asked him to transfer the furniture together, but he reluctantly agreed.The blood-colored glazed tree was moved to the living room here, so high that it reached the ceiling.Mr. Xinghua was afraid that it would cause problems for Mo Cangli if it was broken, so he bought a fence and fenced it up.

"There's no need to bury it like Emperor Wen did. I think it's still terribly bored. It's asleep."

Mo Cangli was covered with a thin blanket, and he had already rolled into a cocoon, and he didn't intend to share some quilt with Mr. Xinghua.He gritted his teeth and snatched back two quilts from the opposite side to cover himself.

He hasn't experienced this feeling of poverty for a long time, although there is an untouchable and favorite person lying beside him.Mr. Xinghua lightened his movements to peek at him, and suddenly felt like a young man with a young head in love.

"Don't look," Mo Cangli closed his eyes and said, "You will be on shift at eight o'clock tomorrow, do you need me to remind you?"

"Oh, okay." He turned around and lay down sullenly, the silence made him a little embarrassed. "...Our hospital, there is an apricot forest in the direction of Wanji University of Medical Sciences. It's the blooming season recently. Would you like...to go and see it with me?"

He cautiously invited, but in the dark room, he didn't hear an answer.

Probably fell asleep.Mr. Xinghua comforted himself so much.