Envy

Meng Tou was stunned for a while, then stumbled towards the moon cave, and ran into the maid who was walking out with a tray.He asked her to settle down with her little nephew and Miss Lingzhi.He went back to the central hall, where the lamps were lit, the whole family gathered around to eat, and the round table was a mess.When he stepped through the threshold, all the uncles and aunts at the banquet looked at him and called him affectionately.

Meng Tou looked at everyone's faces, opened his lips, and suddenly became dumb.He swallowed back the words that he ran all the way to consider.My heart sank, and my hands and feet were as heavy as lead.He sat down beside Xue Ye in a daze.

Xue Ye held a hairy crab in his hand, put down the half-chewed crab leg, pushed him with his elbow, and said, "Brother Tou, what did you do? Why do you look so ugly?"

Meng Tou frowned, looking a little embarrassed, picked up the chopsticks with his right hand, and picked up the nearest peanuts. He didn't pick it up for a long time, and finally put the chopsticks down with trembling hands.

When he went out after the banquet, he told Xue Ye that he was going to visit Qiqie Palace and leave tomorrow.Xue Ye pressed him why.

Meng Tou was so out of his mind that he didn't even look at Xue Ye, and said with a pale face, "Miss Lingzhi said that Yan Zhaohan... said that he might die."

Xue Ye reassured: "Don't, don't, Shaojun is definitely fine. He has survived so much pain in the past, and this time he will definitely save the day. How do you say that... Surviving a catastrophe will bring blessings, you Don't worry too much."

Meng Tou almost stayed up all night, and the next day he paid his respects to his family with the help of an incident at the door.Xue Ye and Huo Zhi also returned home on the same day.

Meng Tou took Miss Lingzhi to ride in the carriage for two days, and then, ignoring the exhaustion of her true energy, Yu Jian went to attack the palace.When we arrived at Xiqie Mountain, it was already dark.

It is raining in the mountains.The plum blossom petals outside the palace fell to the ground.And the howling of wild spirits came from the palace, which was blurred and clear in the cold rain.The two lanterns hanging on the door fluttered in the slanting wind and cold rain.

Meng Tou's clothes were soaked, cold raindrops slid down his forehead, he and Lingzhi hid under the door.

Lingzhi knocked on the door several times, but no one answered, and the attendant who was watching the night today did not know where he went.She was exhausted from traveling all the way, and she put one hand on the wet and rough facade.Holding the brass ring in one hand.She concentrated and heard crying in the palace.

Meng Tou also heard the cry, but it was not the cry of the wild spirit.For a moment, he seemed to be trapped in the deep sea, and he couldn't breathe.He started up and screamed twice, "Is there anyone?"Still no answer.He knocked on the door, pulled the copper ring on the other side, and rattled the dilapidated wooden door.

He finally slammed the door open with his sword energy. Drenched in the rain, he searched for the lanterns hanging on the eaves of the halls in the night.He ran through the rain curtain, walked through the forest pool, passed through the hell where thousands of wild spirits were locked up, and went straight to Yan Zhaohan's house.

He had never seen Yan Zhaohan's room so bright and lively.Dozens of lanterns with talismans painted with cinnabar are hung in the corridor.All the servants of Xiqie Palace stood in the corridor.There was a birdcage hanging in the corridor, and the little birds were frightened, fluttering their wings wet from the slanting rain, and chirping non-stop.

When he wanted to go in, he was stopped by the maid.The maid did not recognize him.It happened that when Lingzhi came, Bo Ji who was inside heard the movement and opened the door.The cries of women and children in the room could be heard clearly.The room was covered with yellow talismans, some fell to the ground and were trampled dirty by servants.

Lingzhi stepped forward and asked, "How is Shaojun?"

Bo Ji retreated to the side of the door, didn't say a word, but only indicated with her eyes that Yan Zhaohan was inside.

Meng Tou walked in, and the rain made him tremble all over.There are diagrams drawn on the ground.That is the array used to lock the soul.

Lingzhi stepped into the threshold with one foot, and heard Bo Ji say behind them: "It's too late."

The room was full of people, Meng Tou pushed aside the crowd, approached the cry, approached the bed.The waiter went out with the copper basin at the foot of the bed, and the copper basin was full of blood.Meng Tou's world was spinning for a moment, and his eyes went dark.

Yan Zhaohan lay on the bed with his eyes closed, one arm hanging down.The sleeves were rolled up, and there was a bloody knife mark on his arm.Blood water slid down the arm, outlining the texture.The child beside him was still crying hysterically, with tears all over his face, calling "Brother Yan" one after another.

Xia Houyao held Yan Zhaohan's hand, shook his body and said, "Wake up, brother Yan! Wake up quickly..."

The maid on one side stepped forward to carry her away, but she struggled desperately, her voice was already hoarse, she threw herself on the bed and refused to leave.The waiter coaxed softly: "Don't shout, don't shout, Shaojun is asleep, don't you want to wake him up..."

There are two familiar faces on the side.The weeping Miss Zhou Fang and her worried mother.

There are no terrible scars on Miss Zhou's face, and the scars have been replaced by new flesh.The appearance is the same as before.

Meng Tou approached the side of the bed, looking at the gray and bloodless face, his knees sank, and he knocked on the ground.He didn't know that this face would be so lifeless one day, only the tear mole under his right eye was still alive.

Yan Zhaohan's lips were pale, his body was cold and stiff, and his expression was peaceful and peaceful.

Trembling, he shook Yan Zhaohan's hand and leaned against his cheek.That hand is cold.He wrapped his hands in heat.He brushed back a strand of hair from Yan Zhaohan's cheek.

Meng Tou didn't say a word, he held Yan Zhaohan's hand and leaned on his brow.His hair and clothes were soaked, water beads rolled down, and tears rolled down.He lowered his head and stroked the back of Yan Zhaohan's hand with his thumb.

Meng Tou stayed by the bed until the injured people dispersed, until the rain stopped and the night was quiet.Raindrops slid down the eaves.Sodden birds are still cowering and chirping in the corridor.He lay on the bed, holding the man's hand and refusing to let go.People seem to have lost their souls.He could feel himself still breathing.

Bo Ji slowly approached the bed, and said softly: "When I was young, Shaojun was already not well. Gu poison broke out, and the pain was so painful that I collapsed and fell asleep. Shaojun drank the medicine according to the prescription and cut his arms to let blood, but it was too late of."

"He suddenly got better today, and he was able to stay in the bed. I think it's time for Shaojun to recover. There is still some sunlight in the afternoon today, and Shaojun rarely has leisure time. He wandered around the palace for a few times, and then went to the courtyard to bask in the sun. Calligraphy and painting, carrying a rattan chair, not taking a break, just looking at those calligraphy and painting in a trance."

"The little girl named Yaoyao clamored to eat candied haws, and Shaojun personally accompanied her down the mountain. She was fine when she came back in the evening. She had dinner, rested after taking a bath, drank the medicine as usual, and let the blood go. The servant girl brought the golden sore medicine, and called the young master a few times, but there was no response. He just fell asleep like this."

"Xiqiegong's lineage can support spirits in this life, but cannot lock souls. His soul veins are too shallow. After the first battle of Zhao Lin, the soul was collided by blood corpse butterflies and sword spirits, and it was only supported by a ray of spiritual power. Dream Patriarch Hua can only let him live for a while. When the time limit is up, his soul will be scattered."

"He also told me this morning that if Mr. Meng comes, he will be brought back to Lizhou."