Female student: I'm sorry, the prince is mine.

"Him?" Nanshan asked doubtfully, "Ao Yi?"

"Yes." Xuan Qing responded, looking down at the ground, his long eyelashes hiding his eyes in the shadows.

Seeing his hands clenched into fists, Nanshan frowned and quickly completed the action at hand, helping him put the bandage back on and straighten his clothes.

Was it because of this that he was so nervous? Afraid that Ao Yi would take advantage of his injury and harm her?

"He should be seriously injured." Nanshan handed him a cup of tea, and Xuan Qing took it with one hand.

Nanshan continued: "Those Gu insects he refined with one of my heart beads will bite back.

Once he is injured himself, it will only be more serious than you. On the one hand, the Gu insect has the sense of my heart bead, and on the other hand, it is thirsty for his blood. He can only survive by trying his best to save himself. It is probably impossible for him to come out and move again in a short time. "

Speaking of bloodthirsty, Nanshan felt a little guilty. He glanced into the inner room and quickly returned to normal.

"So you don't have to worry, I will come to you if I have anything to do." Nanshan said, and took out a black cloak from the depths of the cabinet. The edge of the cloak was trimmed with a circle of black fox fur. It was from when she and Achun were hanging out. I bought it conveniently, but I haven't had time to send it to Wormwood Lane.

"Don't leave through the window. My spiritual power has recovered a bit in the past two days, and I can form a small barrier to send you out." Nanshan put the black cloak on Xuan Qingyi.

Xuan Qing also stood silently, letting her smooth the cloak and tie it up.

Did she choose this specifically for him?

The curvature of the corners of his mouth flew up unconsciously.

"I'll take you out." Nanshan said, then waved his hand to cover himself and Xuan Qing in the barrier.

This way it won't be seen.

After sending Xuan Qingyi to the small door, Nanshan lay in the crack of the door and looked around to make sure there was no one around, then opened the door and let Xuan Qingyi out.

"Go back quickly, I will come see you tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Xuan Qing also nodded, turned around and walked out.

Nanshan saw him turn out of the alley and quickly closed the small door. Although there is a barrier between the two of them, mortals can't see them, but they can't let others see her and the small door of Nanshan Mansion opens and closes by itself, right?

It's so scary.

Before the barrier was broken, Nanshan quickly returned to his room, closed the door, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss?" Hearing the movement in her room, Ah Chun walked outside her door and asked.

"It's okay, Ah Chun." Nanshan responded.

"Can I come in, Miss?" Just now, the Miss said that she wanted to think about the tenants in Nancheng, so she asked her to go back to her room. It was already getting late, and she had boiled the water. It was time for the Miss to take a bath.

"Come in." Nanshan looked at the moonlight outside the window. Ah Chun would come to urge her to take a bath at this time.

As soon as the little girl entered the door, she told her that she had boiled the water.

Nanshan pinched her face: "Let's go, carry water."

Ah Chun rubbed his face in embarrassment. The eldest lady always regarded her as a child like Xiao Yu. She was over four hundred years old.

Although the eldest lady accepted her, she liked to lend a hand when she had nothing to do, especially with the hot water. She said that she would help lift her and strengthen her body so that she could recover more spiritual power.

The more spiritual power you have, the more powerful you will be, and the more powerful you will be, the sooner you can get married to your husband.

Well, she didn't know why she had to be powerful to marry her husband, but she believed everything the eldest lady said.

After adjusting the water in the bathtub, Nanshan applied ointment to Achun's face, saying it could remove the birthmark on her forehead.

After applying the ointment, Nanshan said: "You are tired too, go and rest quickly, I will do it myself."

"Okay." Ah Chun bowed obediently and left.

Nanshan soaked himself in the tub and half-squinted his eyes to see the medicinal herbs with several leaves growing on the window sill in the inner room. Fortunately, Xuan Qing was just sitting outside, so he probably didn't see the medicinal herbs, otherwise he would have noticed it. To the smell of blood.

......

Wormwood Lane.

"Sir is back." A Zhuang opened the door and saw a trace of joy flashing in his eyes when he saw him coming back in a black cloak. Mr. didn't wear a cloak when he went out, so this cloak must have been a gift from the god, but looking at his face Not too happy?

"Sir?" A Zhuang asked in a low voice while letting his husband in.

"A Zhuang, let Wu Shen come to the study." Xuan Qing also finished speaking and went to the study.

"Yes." A Zhuang did not dare to delay and tried to reduce his presence as much as possible.

By the time Wu Shen entered the study, Xuan Qing had already taken off his cloak and was sitting on the carved mahogany chair, meditating. Half of his face was hidden in the shadows, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"master."

Hearing the sound, Xuan Qing also looked away from his fingers and looked at the person standing at the door: "Is there any reward in Xuanji Pavilion?"

"The Xuanji Pavilion reported tonight that various countries in the mainland have sufficient medicinal materials. However, according to Pavilion Master Yao, some precious medicinal materials are running out. He will arrange for his subordinates to supply them one by one."

"Ask him to send a box of Yaoshan Cistanche deserticola." Xuan Qing also said.

"Yes."

"Where is Ao Yi?" Xuan Qingyi's eyes deepened.

"As far as my subordinates know, Ao Yi lived in seclusion after being injured in Tianyu Mountain. There is no news at the moment."

"Okay." As Nanshan guessed, the injury was serious. Xuan Qing also pinched the center of his brow with two fingers, "Please step back."

"Yes, master, take a rest early." Wu Shen exited the study and walked towards his own residence. The eldest lady said that at this juncture, no matter how injured the master was, the herbs in the world were not very effective. The master wanted this Cistanche deserticola, could it be? For the eldest lady?

Wu Shen's heart sank, and he felt that something was not right. If the eldest lady was injured, the master would not come back alone.

With this thought, Wu Shen walked towards A Zhuang's room.

After asking A Zhuang about the little insect that communicated with A Chun Gu, Wu Shen felt relieved when he learned that the eldest lady was fine.

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"Pfft." Ao Yi held his Qi Luck Skill and did not want to spit out a mouthful of blood. There was a pain in his chest as a giant hammer fell. He supported the bed board with one hand, with unwillingness and madness in his eyes.

"My benefactor!" Xiao Hong, who came to deliver the medicine, saw the blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. She quickly put down the medicine bowl and ran over to support him, who was shaking. "My benefactor! Are you okay?"

"It's nothing serious." Ao Yi pushed her hand away and wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, "It's because of her, I'm happy."

Ao Yi raised the corners of his lips and laughed muffledly. The more he smiled, the more obvious the pain in his chest became. Smiling, he leaned forward slightly and buried his face. Only his thin shoulders were shaking violently.

"My benefactor." Xiaohong choked and wanted to reach out to comfort his trembling back, but before she could touch his black clothes, her palms clenched into fists and she retracted them.

The benefactor will be angry.

"My benefactor, drink the medicine first." Xiao Hong ignored the drop of crystal that fell on the bed at this time, returned to the table and offered the medicine to him, "My benefactor must hold on, the man is also injured."

After saying that, Xiaohong handed over the medicine bowl. She knew that her benefactor would insist on living longer than the man.

"Yes." Ao Yi held on, "They all have to die in my hands."

After drinking the medicine, Ao Yi said quietly: "I need snow muscle grass."