The flowers of Gaoling have been picked

"Bo Cang...Bo Cang! Come here quickly! Look! The lotus in the pond is blooming! Come here quickly! Bai Cang!"

Jing Zhan opened his eyes in a daze, and the surrounding scene was unfamiliar to him, yet so familiar.

"Bai Cang? What are you doing? Come here!" The familiar call brought him back to his senses, and he followed the sound to look not far away. He was standing by the pond not far away in white clothes, and his hair was tied with ribbons casually. Behind him, a few strands of black hair were unbound, floating freely on the side of his face, and he was turning his head and waving towards him.

Master...

Master?

"Bai Cang!" Su Wangli shouted excitedly, his handsome face of ice and snow for thousands of years was now full of warmth and spring.

Who is Master calling?

"Come here quickly!" Su Wangli seemed a little anxious, his brows furrowed, and he shouted towards Jing Zhan with some complaints.

I?

Is Master calling me?

Jing Zhan was not sure, he was dazed and wanted to lift his foot and walk over, but at this moment, a black figure by his side passed him and strode towards Su Wangli, leaving Jing Zhan with a back view.

"Come on, you, you, I can't change my impatience." Bai Cang said helplessly, walked behind Su Wangli, raised his hand and gently tied Su Wangli's messy black silk, and then walked to him side, reaching out to take him into his arms.

"It's fine if you're not impatient." Su Wangli nestled meekly in his arms, raised her head and smiled at the man, her bright eyes were like water, and her white teeth were like weaves.

"Look, the lotus is blooming, it's so beautiful and fragrant." Su Wangli put his arms around Bai Cang's waist, rubbed his head in his arms, looked at the red and white snow lotus in the clear pool, couldn't help it sigh.

"Hmm... very beautiful... very fragrant...but not as good as you..." Bai Cang put his arms around Su Wangli's shoulders and stroked his soft hair At the end, he moved his eyes from Xuelian to Su Wangli, and looked down at him.

who is it......

Who is he......

Who is he!

Why did Master spoil him so much!

Jing Zhan ran over staggeringly, but the distance that seemed to be only a few steps suddenly became as long as tens of thousands of miles, with no end in sight.

The eyes of the two people by the pool met, and they looked at each other for a moment, Su Wangli raised his head and closed his eyes, and put his lips in front of the man. Hold those two lips tightly.

The flaming phoenix flower is in full bloom, and the breeze blows, and the petals fall and scatter like rain, enveloping the two people who are in love, and pulling out layers of ripples in the pond, pulling out a lingering love thread.

How could this be......

How could this be!

His master!His Su Wangli!That's his!How can you tolerate such defilement from others!

Finally, he finally tried his best to run towards the two of them, and his blood-red eyes finally saw clearly the man who should be cut into pieces and swallowed alive!

But when he saw it, he didn't know what to do.

He remembers this man, he remembers this face, even if he is more mature and upright than before, he still remembers that face!

In Su Wangli's dream, outside Dubei Temple, the young man who was admiring the moon and stars with the young Su Wangli!

Bo Cang?

Bo Cang!

It turned out that he was Bai Cang!

He looked at the man kissing his master in shock, like a dead fish sinking into the abyss, unable to struggle, desperate...

Suddenly, the man raised his lowered eyes and looked straight at Jing Zhan, with a playful smile on his lips.

"!"

As if a drowning person finally got his breath, Jing Zhan opened his eyes suddenly, took a big gulp of fresh air, and his eyes gradually cleared up from confusion.

What I saw when I looked up was the elegant bed curtain, and the surrounding was quiet and silent.

His headache was about to split, and his body was like a hundred horses trampling over him, even his bones were about to be shattered.

Move your fingers, toes, and find that you are all conscious. Raise your hand to touch your chest. The hole that was gouged out by the sharp blade disappeared without a trace at this moment, and the skin and flesh are completely attached to your body.

With his fingers curled up, Jing Zhan realized that there was an extra hand in his hand, which gently held his hand, delicate and smooth.

Jing Zhan followed his hands and looked over, Su Wangli was lying on his couch and fell asleep, his slender fingers were holding his own, his face was paler than before, even his lips were black and blue.

He didn't sleep well, his brows were furrowed, his thin lips were drawn into a thin line, and his thick eyelashes trembled slightly.

Jing Zhan wanted to withdraw his hand, but just as soon as he moved, Su Wangli opened his eyes vigilantly, with a clear look and no sleepiness.

"Are you awake? But is there any discomfort?" Seeing Jing Zhan looking down at him, Su Wangli ignored the heat in his eyes, sat up straight immediately, and asked in a panic.

Jing Zhan laughed, he rarely saw such an uneasy expression on his master's face, so he shook his head and comforted him: "No, thanks to Master, Jing Zhan, I feel much better..."

Perhaps it was because he had just woken up after sleeping for many days, his voice was very hoarse.

Seeing this, Su Wangli immediately poured a glass of water, helped him up and fed him.

Jing Zhan's mouth was indeed parched, and he took the water glass and drank it down in one gulp.

Su Wangli took the cup and asked softly, "Do you want more?"

Jing Zhan shook his head, raised his hand to look at his wrist, there was no damage at all, then he moved his wrist a few times, and it moved freely, and the broken meridians had been connected by Su Wangli with immortal methods.

His master was physically exhausted, so it must be extremely hard for him to spend so much effort on healing himself.

Jing Zhan was very annoyed, and looked at Su Wangli's pale face.

Then he thought of something and asked, "Master, why did you bring me here?"

If Su Wangli's physical strength is still high, then he can be brought here with his celestial power, but Jing Zhan looked at Su Wangli's blue lips, he didn't know how long he had been in a coma, and Su Wangli's physical strength had not yet recovered, so at that time, he must have It's even weaker than it is now.

When Su Wangli heard him ask this question, because of face, he couldn't say that he was carrying him, so he straightened his back and said solemnly: "A teacher has his own way, you don't have to ask."

Since Master didn't want to say anything, Jing Zhan naturally didn't need to ask further.

The two were relatively silent for a while.

"you......"

"Master..."

The atmosphere was extremely awkward and cold, and the two actually spoke at the same time.

Su Wangli's heart beat faster, what did Jing Zhan want to say?

Do you still remember the kiss that died that night?

Su Wangli was smart all his life, but whenever he met Jing Zhan, he would be confused.

That night when the incident happened, he didn't understand what Jing Zhan was going to do at that time, but he carried him back and settled down, and when he figured it out, he realized it later...

Why did he kiss himself?

Is it...

No, no, no, I must be self-indulgent. Jing Zhan has a sweetheart, but he thinks too much...

He warned himself over and over again, but he couldn't help secretly daydreaming, going back and forth between joy and sadness, excitement and anxiety.

"Let's talk first..." Su Wangli vaguely said with some expectation.

"Master, did you fight that person that night?" Jing Zhan didn't shirk, Su Wangli asked him to speak first, and he did so.

Turns out it wasn't about that...

The faint hope in Su Wang's heart finally disappeared without a trace, replaced by anger and shame...

"No, I arrived at that time, and you were the only one around." Adjusted her cold words, and rewrapped the outer shell that she was determined to shed.

Jing Zhan couldn't hear any emotions. Although he was thinking about the kiss that didn't get his wish, he knew what was more important now, and he must not delay the business because of selfishness.

"I'm incompetent, I didn't see the difference in that person, he's wrapped up tightly, it's really..." Jing Zhan bowed his head decadently.

"It doesn't matter, since he dared to take the risk, he must be fully prepared." Su Wangli sighed. This is not what he cares about now. Liu Chehan hasn't reappeared since he disappeared that night, whether he is dead or alive. No way of knowing until now.

What should Jing Zhan do if he is sad?

"Jing Zhan..." Su Wangli wanted to try to comfort him, but he only called out his name, and then he heard his stomach growl in protest.

Jing Zhan leaned against the bed, stretched out his hand to touch his deflated stomach, and smiled embarrassedly at Su Wangli: "Maybe it's because I haven't eaten for many days, my stomach can't hold it anymore..."

Su Wangli didn't know when Jing Zhan would wake up, and he didn't have any appetite, so he didn't leave the room very often, and stayed by Jing Zhan's side all the time.

Now that he woke up, the breath hanging in his heart finally sank, and he also felt hungry.

"I'll go get some food, and you can rest for a while." Su Wangli said and turned around to leave.

After walking a few steps, he was stopped by Jing Zhan, and when he turned around to ask him what was the matter, he saw Jing Zhan throwing off the quilt and sitting on the edge of the couch, putting on his shoes.

"Master, let me go out to eat with you." Jing Zhan stood up. Although his face was still bloodless, he walked steadily and his wrists moved freely. It seemed that he had almost recovered.

It's just that Su Wangli was afraid that he hadn't recovered yet, and the wound would open after such a toss, so he worried: "Your injury has not healed yet, don't be brave, wait here for me to come back."

Jing Zhan walked up to Su Wangli's side, and looked at him with downcast eyes.

It's these words again, and it's telling myself to wait for him to come back.

Jing Zhan stared at Su Wangli's slightly slanted fox eyes, captivating but indifferent, the candlelight in the room flickered in the black eyes like stars.

Tsk...how could his master be so seductive, he is simply a vixen.

There was no way he could let his little fox run out and hook someone back with peace of mind.

Bo Cang...

so what.

Now, Su Wangli is his master, and it can only belong to him alone.

"It's all right, Master, look, I'm already healed, thanks to you, Master." The corners of Jing Zhan's mouth curled up into a smile, dimples looming, and the glazed pupils in his thin eyes were slightly reddish by Cheng Hong's candlelight, sexy and impressive people blurred.

Su Wangli was unconsciously attracted by those eyes, and somehow, he always felt that these thin eyes were so familiar, but he couldn't remember them.

"Master, let's go, this disciple is really hungry!" Jing Zhan shouted when he walked out of the room, but saw his master still standing there in a daze.

Only then did Su Wangli come back to his senses, and walked over.

It's Haishi, and there are still people coming and going on the first floor of the post house, eating, drinking, chatting, two or three people at a table, a pot of good wine and a few dishes, and you can talk about Chenshi.

Unlike the desolation of Heishui Town and the simplicity of Muchuan City, the people in this town live like real ordinary human beings, timid and comfortable, rich and happy, but from Su Wangli's point of view, they always feel a little It is mysterious and weird, it is obviously the most human-like town, but there is always something missing, like a puppet on a string, it seems to be artificially fabricated.

"Oh, this young master finally woke up!" Seeing the two people going downstairs, the child who was busy downstairs wiped the sweat on his face with a sweat towel and ran towards them.

The waiter in the store is already clever and has a good memory. Besides, on the first day when the two came, one of them was pale, and he should have dragged the other over with his back, not to mention that person was covered in blood and scared. The shopkeeper almost kicked them out, but the white clothes were stubborn enough. He stood in the posthouse early in the morning and refused to leave. The surrounding houses were full. No one woke up to check out at this point. The shopkeeper looked at the two The people are so pitiful, I have a room for them.

"Young master looks much better than when he first came here the day before, tsk tsk..."

Xiao Er couldn't stop as soon as he started talking, "That day, when your brother came over with you on his back, you didn't feel it, and your whole body was on top of your brother. It was a pain for you, brother, and forced you to Come back..."

Xiaoer saw that the two had a very good relationship, and the young man in white was worried about the young man in Tibetan clothes. At that time, he saw everything in his eyes, and he couldn't think of any other relationship besides his own brother.

"Ahem..." Su Wangli interrupted Xiao Er's words by coughing twice, and opened his mouth to correct him: "I'm not him..."

"Yeah, my brother will always remember my brother's life-saving grace." Jing Zhan didn't give Su Wangli a chance to make corrections, so he grabbed Su Wangli's wrist and sat down in a corner seat.

After ordering a few special dishes here, he stopped Xiao Er who was about to leave, and asked, "Do you have dim sum stuffed with jujube paste and bean paste?"