Dressed as Master's illegitimate meal

The sky is clear and cloudless, and the blue sky seems to be splashed with a layer of light blue paint. It is clear and beautiful.

A large cloud of white mist emerged from the high waist of the distant mountain, like the thin layer of mist on the Yaochi Lake, illusory but amazing.

On the mountainside, among the luxuriant forests and bamboos, a very simple thatched house was built in it.

A man dressed plainly, with a basket of herbs on his back, walked over without haste, gently opened the door, and looked at the man lying on the plain bed.

"Awake?" Yue Yuyu put down the herbs on her back, walked up to the patient with ease, and visited the patient, "It's less effort, it's already a virtue to be able to wake up."

"Where's Liu...Xing...Shu...?"

The voice was hoarse, like silk grinding between gravels, making it extremely uncomfortable to hear.

Yue Miyu shook her head: "I only saw you at that time."

Yue Miyu and Yan Jilin are old acquaintances, although their relationship is not very deep, but with their friendship, it is still possible to save Yan Jilin.

"As soon as I received your letter, I rushed over." Yue Yuyu once received a letter from Yan Jilin, which said "Come quickly!", he didn't know why, but still hurried Get up, "But it's still a step too late, when I arrived, you were already dying."

"But fortunately, I have great skills, and I barely pulled you back from the gate of hell."

"Speaking of which, who exactly did you provoke, that person is so powerful, not only poisoning you, but also making you so miserable?"

Yue Yuyu was not a talkative person, but seeing Yan Jilin's miserable appearance, she couldn't help but say a few more words, but it was a pity that Yan Jilin didn't care what he said at all.

"Is it just me?" Yan Jilin found that his limbs were stiff and unable to move at all, so he could only roll his eyes.

Yue Yuyu was puzzled: "Could it be that there are other people?"

"Where's my apprentice?!"

"Apprentice?" Yue Yuyu recalled, "I'm afraid you have hallucinations, right? In that barren mountain, there is only you besides you."

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and said: "By the way, there is still a lot of blood."

"That blood was shed quite a lot, it doesn't look like your blood alone, could it be..."

Yue Miyu obviously thought of a certain possibility, and also realized why Yan Jilin kept asking his apprentice why, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"You can't be excited now!" Yue Yuyu looked at Yan Jilin's hands tightly clutching the quilt, veins appeared on his hands, his skin was chapped, and blood flowed out, and she hurriedly said, "I managed to get you out of the gate of hell. Pull it back, don't go back for me again!"

"He can't die!"

Yan Jilin roared.

"Liu Xingshu likes me so much...how could he have the heart to leave me...it's a lie..."

fraud!that liar!

Steal my heart without a word and then leave me without a sound!

I should have stabbed him with a sword in the first place, it was better than the pain now!

"You... don't you... have feelings for your apprentice... that you shouldn't have?"

Looking at the irrational Yan Jilin, Yue Piaoyu's eyes flickered.

Yan Jilin: "What are feelings that shouldn't arise?"

"How can it be said that the love between men and women is something that shouldn't be there?"

"You are all men."

"Emotions, regardless of gender."

It's just a coincidence to meet, a coincidence to be moved, and a coincidence to remember.

Yue Yuyu looked at the pale Yan Jilin, she didn't know what to say, she just comforted her dryly: "Dead people can't be brought back to life, so mourning goes along with it."

"He's not dead!" Yan Jilin became emotional again.

Yue Yuyu had no choice but to follow him: "Yes, yes! He is not dead or dead! Calm down..."

On another mountainside that hides the sky from the sun, a bamboo house stands on it.

"My lady! The weather is fine today, come out to bask in the sun!" A girl with a double bun came back with a washbasin in her arms and shouted at the people in the house.

"Ahem...Yang'er, you went to do the laundry without telling me again?" Xiu Niang walked out with her dilapidated body, beads of sweat dripping from her forehead.

The person named Yang'er said with a smile: "I was bought by the young master for the purpose of doing these things, my lady don't have to worry about it."

She showed off the muscles on her arms: "Yang'er has a lot of strength."

"Cough cough..." Xiuniang coughed twice again, her cheeks flushed slightly, "You, you, anyway, I can't say no to you..."

"But lady, when I came back from washing, I met a scary guy!" Yang'er trembled all over, as if remembering how scary that scary guy was.

"Oh? How scary?"

"The man was dressed in rags, and his limbs seemed to be broken. He was lying on the ground and couldn't get up. It was so pitiful..."

"Then you can wash in another place in the future."

"Okay!" Yang'er replied, picked up the basin, and lavishly walked into the house.

Seeing this, Xiu Niang didn't say anything else, she looked into the distance, worried in her heart: I don't know how long it has been, why hasn't your husband come back yet?

After Yang'er finished drying the clothes, she couldn't stop walking out, but as soon as she came out, the embroiderer in the room heard her screaming in horror.

When she came out to take a look, she saw that Yang'er was so frightened that she fell to the ground with a frightened face, and in front of her was a person lying on the ground.

Seeing Xiu Niang coming out, Yang'er resisted her fear and stood up, standing in front of Xiu Niang, "Miss, go away! Don't let this weird person hurt you!"

For some reason, Xiu Niang looked at the man on the ground, and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in her heart.

She gently pushed Yang'er away and walked over.

"Are... are you okay?" Xiu Niang squatted on the ground and asked with concern.

The man raised his head, his dim eyes burst into dazzling light the moment he saw Xiu Niang.

Xiu Niang exclaimed: "Husband?!"

Xiu Niang looked at the bloodstains all over the floor, and then at the man on the ground who obviously wouldn't live long, a big hole seemed to be opened in her heart, and the hurricane whizzed by, making her feel even colder.

"Don't...cry..." Chu Xinnan slowly wiped away Xiuniang's tears with a rough voice.

Xiu Niang's lips moved, she tried to pull Chu Yunnan, and said: "Let's go home... Let's go home... Go home..."

"My lady..." Chu Xinnan took out something from her bosom with great difficulty, and carefully placed it in Xiuniang's hand, "Eat it...your illness will be cured..."

"Xiuer... you can finally be like a normal person, happy... alive..."

Xiu Niang borrowed that thing, and then threw it on the ground fiercely, her voice was calm but trembling: "If my husband is dead, what do I need this thing for?"

With tears in her eyes: "I would rather spend my life lingering on the couch than seeing you again!"

"Xiuer..." Chu Xinnan looked at Xiuniang with nostalgia, the vision in her eyes gradually blurred.

He who has never been afraid of anything, suddenly became scared. He was afraid that he would never see Xiu Niang again, and he was even more afraid that Xiu Niang would cry in sorrow...

He was exhausted, but relying on the thought in his heart, he came back to her after going through all kinds of hardships...

"Husband?!" Xiuniang saw that Chu Xinnan slowly closed her eyes, checked his breath with trembling hands, and then she was distraught and spat out a mouthful of blood.

She stood up abruptly, and stomped hard on the hanging bud next to her.

"Since you cannot be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, then you must die in the same year, the same month, and the same day!"