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That day, Shen Jun died in the hands of Ye Youqi. According to the rules of the victor of the wicked valley, the restrained helmsmen knelt down on the spot and recognized the young new Guzhu.

Although the blood orchid was cut off and withered to death, the remaining half of it still remained on Ye Youqi's heart vein and could not be pulled out.The tendrils hindered his internal energy and made him extremely weak. He started to have a high fever that day, and he was almost unconscious.

The old and new powers are changing in the valley, and the new owner of the valley fell ill as soon as he came up. Pei Qing was afraid that things would change, so he could only let Liao Yungui stay in the valley, and sent Jin Yun to take people to Wanhua Valley overnight to pick up Song Ziyu. He turned up the place where the elixir was hidden in the valley, and he used it to decoct any medicine that could clear away heat and detoxify for Ye Youqi.

He knew nothing about Xue Minglan, so he could only try his best to keep Ye Youqi's situation from deteriorating before Song Ziyu arrived.

However, what is frustrating is that although Song Ziyu rushed here with a lot of elixir, he was also at a loss for this weird thing that he hadn't seen in more than ten years. No one knew what effect it would have if it was broken. And no one knew whether the half of the roots that remained in Ye Youqi's body would kill him, or slowly leave.

"I've done everything I can do." Song Ziyu ran all the way, didn't sleep all night and worked hard, and now his face was full of tiredness, "The next thing is to see if there is a deadline...whether you can survive it."

They had no choice but to pray that God would treat Ye Youqi kindly.

Waiting is the most tormenting thing. During this period, Liao Yungui stayed by his apprentice's bed every step of the way. He rarely talked a lot in his life. He told them everything from their acquaintance to the present.

It seems to be speaking to a comatose person, and it seems to be speaking to myself.

He recalled that year when he went down the mountain in frustration and met a smiling young man. Although he didn't know it at the time, but later he remembered that it was clearly a ray of light that shone into his dull life. It was inconspicuous at first, but it could More and more bright and warm, addictive.

"...This scene really looks like it used to be in Yangzhou." Pei Qing leaned against the door and said slowly, "He who is lying down, and you who are standing by."

"Times have changed." Liao Yungui looked at his apprentice's face and sighed, "Brother Pei, thank you..."

"No need." Pei Qing turned around and looked up at the drowsy sky above Liefengji, "He couldn't die so many times before, but this time he will definitely be alive—everything is finally over, he How can you be willing to die?"

Ye Youqi was indeed unwilling to die.

His desire to live was so strong that he was pushed to the gate of hell several times, and crawled back alive with willpower.The high fever lasted for three days. In the early morning of the fourth day, when he opened his eyes, he felt like he was sweating profusely, as if he had passed away.

But he did wake up.

Liao Yungui stood by and closed his eyes to rest his mind. When he heard the movement, he immediately looked at him, and then leaned over.In the dying candlelight, those calm eyes that have been calm for years, seemed to be trying to calm down, but after all, their eyes were reddened uncontrollably.

Tossing and turning for half a life, even if some people have different paths, in the end, some people will return to the same destination.

"Master Gu, everything is in order, let's start?"

"..." Ye Youqi coughed, wrapped his clothes tightly around his body, and looked at Liao Yungui beside him: "Master, is it right for me to do this?"

"That's your parents, of course it should be arranged by you." Liao Yungui put his arms around his apprentice and touched his forehead, "Don't worry, they won't blame you...Your fever hasn't completely subsided yet, you'll be here soon go back."

After Ye Youqi woke up, although he was still not in good health, he remembered a lot of things waiting for him to deal with the aftermath, so he struggled to get up, and started to deal with the issue of his parents' burial.

Ye Jiuci's ice coffin was tightly stitched, and after being nourished by blood for a long time, it showed veins like blood jade.Ye Youqi thought for a long time, but in the end he didn't open the coffin lid, but buried Ye Jiuci next to Ye Fengjun in the "cemetery for three people" that Shen Yun mentioned before.

The world has been separated for decades, and each has been tortured. At least on the road to Huangquan, they can still be together for a while.

And the body of Shen Yun, the former owner of the valley, became a big problem.

Exposing the corpse for public display?Is it safe to be buried?If buried, where?

Ye Youqi still remembered that after Shen Jun was stabbed in the chest by his sword, he did not retreat but advanced, dropped the spear, and desperately grabbed the kit and the small wooden sign that fell on the ground with his remaining left hand.

The man seemed to want to say something, but he didn't say anything.

Do you hate Shen Yun?Ye Youqi asked himself, and felt that apart from hatred, it was more like desolation—after encountering Qi Yun's calculations and the separation of his best friends, Shen Yun was like a lone wolf walking alone in the world, even if he was dying, he couldn't tolerate the slightest weakness.

He was ruthless, reckless, and determined to go his own way.

But in the end, at the end of his life, between the cold long-gun and the relics of his old friend, he chose the latter.

With no hatred left in my heart, I will live in Changan forever.

"Buried in one place." Ye Youqi closed his eyes, "The iron cavalry who killed themselves are also buried nearby... As for "Kong Ming Jue", let it be buried with Shen Yun."

"Follow the Master Gu's order!"

He has no right to make decisions about his father's affairs, love or resentment, let the previous generation solve it by themselves.No matter whether they hope to see each other again or never meet in the next life, at least at the end of this life, they can meet again, with souls and flesh and blood, and they don't have to continue wandering.

That is all he can give, the best fulfillment.

Although it has experienced a bloodbath of power alternation, with the advent of winter, the Valley of the Wicked is also bustling with a New Year's atmosphere.

"...When did Evilman's Valley have such a good relationship with Central Plains martial arts?" Pei Qing leaned against the door, looked at Ye Youqi who was packing up, and said helplessly, "You are the majestic master of the valley, and you are going to Chunyang Palace to celebrate the New Year? It’s also an anecdote.”

As the new year is approaching, according to the rules, disciples of Chunyang have to go back to the mountain to worship their ancestors, and Liao Yungui is no exception.

"I'm not coming back." Ye Youqi smiled, "Fulfill my promise in Qutang Gorge, and I will leave the position of valley owner to you."

"..." Pei Qing hated iron and steel, "What about ambition? What about ambition? You said you wanted to make this place what you wanted, but now that it's just stabilized, you're in a hurry to get married?"

"Isn't it all good now?" Ye Youqi pushed open the wooden window, pointed at the vast land outside Gale Gale, and said softly, "Shen Yun is gone, Jiang Lin is gone, and all the old problems in this valley have been solved—Jin Lin Jinyun and Mingjiao's staff will stay to help you, as for the existing rudder masters, they are all mediocre, they can only bow their heads and obey orders, and they can't make any waves..."

"Look, there is no cruelty to others, no fish and meat people, and no bones like hell on earth. The brand new Valley of the Wicked, which can shine in the light, is what I wanted at the beginning."

"No matter how poor the mountains and rivers are, there will be flowers blooming."

The young man in yellow pointed his finger, and there was a vast skylight between the mountains and the ground. It was the winter sun, which was slowly rising.

"Pei Qing, you can cultivate your own power, and you can also help people who are desperate like you back then." Ye Youqi's side face looked handsome and peaceful in the light, "The future will be long, no matter where Master and I go, You are welcome to visit us anytime, anywhere.”

"A good glass of wine is always reserved for a close friend."

In the middle of winter, Ye Youqi, the new valley owner of Evilman Valley, handed over the position of valley owner to the deputy valley owner Pei Qing on the grounds of poor health, and left the Evilren Valley with light clothes.

This is probably the most peaceful and stable change of owner in the history of the Valley of the Wicked.

"Master, I'm all well... don't meditate tonight, okay?" On the way from Chang'an City to Wanhua Valley, Ye Youqi tugged on Liao Yungui's sleeve and whispered, "I want to sleep with Master. "

A Yao followed, and yawned shamelessly.

"No, Ziyu told me when he left that you are now physically weak, and you are forbidden to have sex." Liao Yungui was not accommodating, "Go to Wanhua Valley first and let Ziyu see your current situation."

"...Uncle Song will say temperance, temperance, ban this, ban that." Ye Youqi sighed, "Master, I'm not just paper, we just need to be gentle..."

"No shame." Liao Yungui helped him wrap the cloak tightly, and pinched his nose, "Don't dare to say anything on the street!"

Since Ye Youqi woke up, the blood orchid rooted in his heart has been shrinking at a very slow speed. Now, it seems that there are only slightly raised plant veins in the skin, like a dark tattoo mark.Ye Youqi tried to mobilize the real power in his body to unblock the tendons, but he was always blocked near the heart.Everyone has no choice but to wait for it to fall off by itself—or in the future, a new solution can be found.

It's a pity that Ye Youqi's martial arts foundation has been accumulated over the years-he has only a posture now, and he has no ability to succeed.

But Ye Youqi himself didn't care much about it. From his point of view, he would give anything in exchange for escaping death and still being able to live in this world with his master.

... The only thing that is not good is probably because of physical reasons, I can see it all day long and can't eat.

When approaching Song Ziyu's small courtyard, the master and the apprentice saw two white horses tied outside the courtyard. The harnesses were all the usual blue color of the Haoqi League. They didn't know who was waiting for the weather and braved the severe cold to visit.

"Doctor Song, don't worry, General Yang won't be unhappy." The clear female voice said, "Although she doesn't say anything, we can all see that she still misses you very much."

"That's right, brother-in-law, this time the leader has said that we must invite you back."

"Yes yes yes, Leader Ji has been instructing you for a long time... Hey, who is here? It's cold." The door of the bamboo house was opened, and the familiar, energetic and bright woman's face came into view.

Just like the first encounter on the shore of West Lake in the past.

"Hey... Long time no see." Ye Youqi said with a smile, "Miss Ye San."

"There is a time!" Ye Chunshen was very pleasantly surprised, "And Daoist Liao! Why are you here! Please come in!"

"I'm going back to Chunyang Palace with Master to worship our ancestors, so I'll visit Uncle Song first as we pass by." Ye Youqi stepped into the room with a smile, "Who are you?"

"Yang Yi and I have joined the Haoqi League now, and we are under General Yang's command." Ye Chunshen explained, "General Yang suffered from a leg ailment in winter, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't move, so the two of us obeyed the leader's order. Come invite Doctor Song to Mount Heng."

"You go ahead. Only by facing it can you have a chance to solve the problem." Liao Yungui glanced at Song Ziyu who was sitting by the window, "After all, we are a family... Now that everything is stable, don't waste the good time."

"Ah, by the way, you haven't seen Yang Yi since he woke up, right?" Ye Chunshen turned around and tried to pull Yang Yi back, "He doesn't remember anything, but his body is fine..."

But she missed it.

Yang Yi had already walked up to Ye Youqi at some point, without saying a word, just staring at him.

The slender young man was wearing a majestic blue light armor, and his eyes were reddish brown. Although he was still very different from normal people, he was completely different from the Gu King who had completely lost his mind at that time.

Yang Yi pressed his heart, as if it was strange that there was a mixture of ups and downs. He looked at the young man wrapped in a light yellow cloak, and always felt that the gentle and dazzling yellow color and beautiful eyebrows and eyes gave him a kind of Very familiar, very close to the feeling.

——After waking up, he also felt a similar feeling when he saw Ye Chunshen in yellow clothes, but unlike today, the joy was mixed with unexplained pain.

An unfamiliar soreness surged up, and when Yang Yi came back to his senses, he realized that he was crying.

He opened his mouth, and said with difficulty: "Master...brother...?"

Not paying attention to the shocked Ye Chunshen and Song Ziyu, Ye Youqi stepped forward with a smile, hugged the young man in front of him tightly, and said softly, "Welcome back to the world, junior brother."

On the shore of Luoxing Lake, the first snow falls sporadically, burying all the hurts and mistakes of the past, waiting for the warmth of spring and the blooming of flowers, it will be a brand new and beautiful season.

When the dust is exhausted, the light is born, and all things shine together.

—————End of the text———————

[Fanwai - Daojian - Mysterious Juggernaut Disciple]

"Have you heard that Martial Uncle Liao came back to the mountain this time and brought his direct disciples back... Do you think Uncle Liao will accept another apprentice?"

"It's no use! Someone asked secretly a long time ago, and the disciple who served said that Uncle Liao won't accept any more disciples."

"Woo... what a pity. Have you ever met that apprentice of Martial Uncle Liao? Is it a senior brother or a senior sister? Is it powerful?"

"I saw them the day they went back to the mountain! It's a senior brother! But looking sick, it doesn't seem to be very serious."

"Nonsense! How could it be possible that a disciple of the current Sword Master is not powerful!"

"Why don't we sneak a look at Martial Uncle Liao's residence? If Uncle Liao teaches martial arts to his apprentices, can we open our eyes too?"

"Good idea, let's go!"

……

It was snowing heavily outside the Snow Bamboo Forest, but the house was filled with warmth.

"Master, do you want to eat the gold-thread candied dates sent by my junior uncle?" Ye Youqi walked into the room holding a small wooden box, "It is said that it was rewarded by the emperor, and there are not many in it!"

"Eat it." Liao Yungui put down the pen in his hand, "Are your hands cold?"

"It's cold, master cover me." Ye Youqi took off his cloak with a smile, took a candied date in his mouth and sat on Liao Yungui's lap naturally, entangled his fingers in the back of the opponent's head, and brought the date to the opponent's mouth Side, "Master, try one?"

"..." Covered by the warm breath and the sweet smell of candied dates, Liao Yungui opened his mouth helplessly, and wrapped his arms around his apprentice's waist—after all these days, he was finally no longer so skinny.

Ye Youqi got acquiescence, and immediately pushed Zaozi over with his tongue.The scent of honey melted between the lips and teeth, instantly making the air sweet and greasy.

After abstinence for too long, after hugging and kissing like this for a while, the breathing of the two of them became disordered. Ye Youqi moved his waist and dawdled, "Master... I feel itchy, touch it..."

"Where is it itching?" Liao Yungui slid his finger from the back of his neck down his back to his lower back, pulled off the waist seal, and stroked his thigh with the other hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Here? Or here?"

Holding it there with his fingers through the clothes, Ye Youqi let out a small cry, his brows and eyes were full of soft and moist spring-feeling.This situation reminded Liao Yungui of the first time they had a good time unexpectedly, the apprentice kneeling beside the bed raised his face, every inch of his eyes was like a pen with admiration and love, swaying unavoidably on his heart.

Write all the lovesickness, but not a single word.

Although Ye Youqi's kung fu has not recovered now, his body is indeed getting better day by day, and he can feel his flesh and bones evenly in his arms.At this moment, the girdle fell to the ground, and the front was opened, revealing the imprint on the heart like a branch of ink.

It's strange, after pain, even life and death, those cruel emblems seem to have become bitter sugar.The tip of the tongue sweeps over the raised veins, as if all the sufferings in the past can be comforted and relieved.

"Master..." Ye Youqi lowered his head and licked Liao Yungui's ear, as if he was kissing him comfortably, arched his body slightly, and sighed softly, "I still want to..."

At this moment, Liao Yungui couldn't bear it even if he thought about "don't promiscuously in the daytime".

Unexpectedly, as soon as he picked up the person and wanted to go to the inner room, he heard a soft noise outside the courtyard, and he didn't know who was so ignorant that he insisted on disturbing him at such a critical moment.

"The door was locked when I came in." Ye Youqi hugged him tightly, and said pitifully, "Master, don't go."

Closing the door and refusing customers in broad daylight, his so-called "Pure Yang Palace Sword Master" airs are boundless.

But this time is really not the time to be entangled in those things, Liao Yungui hesitated slightly, and continued to walk in: "Okay, I won't go."

The plain white gauze curtains fall down, as if all the noise outside is cut off, and it becomes a small paradise by itself.

After going to bed, Ye Youqi was more relaxed, while reaching out to untie his trouser belt, he demanded: "It's agreed, I have to make up all the previous ones today."

He looks like a hungry ghost who has wine and is drunk to death.

"...Big words." Liao Yungui wanted to laugh but felt pity, and stretched out his hand to pinch his apprentice's waist, "You've just recovered, so you can go all out?"

"I've been raising it for so long, so I'm just waiting for this day." Xu Shi got along for a long time, and now Ye Youqi didn't blush any more, took the ointment from the pillow generously, dipped it in and tried it down Tu, "Master, the flowers blooming are worth breaking..."

"..." Liao Yungui reached out to take the ointment, dumbfounded, "Nonsense!"

It's been a long time since I did it, and I was afraid of accidentally hurting my apprentice, so Liao Yungui made very meticulous preparations, applying the ointment deeply and shallowly, rubbing and twisting, making Ye Youqi feel comfortable and anxious. When you feel refreshed, you will never be satisfied later on.

The slightly cool ointment seeped into the body at first, and became a little hot with the back and forth rubbing.

Ye Youqi hooked Liao Yungui's waist with his legs, and said in a hoarse voice: "Good master, come in quickly, it hurts me... ah!"

Indistinct groans are trapped in the throat, on the lips and teeth, and bloom sweet flowers in the breath, invisible and colorless, but it can make people addicted.

The small courtyard in the snow bamboo forest is hidden among the bamboo shadows, and the snow is falling densely, making the world look soft and hazy.

"It seems that no one is there. Did Uncle Liao and the others go out?"

"No way, I didn't hear that the head is looking for someone." The young disciple scratched his head, "Is it in the room, let's go closer and have a look."

"Isn't that good? Let's sneak over here, in case we are discovered..."

"What are you afraid of? If you are found out, you can come out and apologize generously! You can also see Master Liao up close, isn't it good?"

"...It makes sense!"

However, the young disciples soon encountered an insurmountable “difficulty”—a black panther half the height of a man walked out of the yard slowly, stared at them with golden eyes for a while, and then lay down on the ground. Lying at the gate of the courtyard.

Disciple A: "..."

Disciple B: "..."

Disciple C: "...how come there are leopards here?"

The disciple who claimed to have seen Liao Yungui bring his apprentice back to the mountain before was about to cry: "That day when Uncle Liao returned to the mountain... he brought it with him. I heard that it was raised by his apprentice... it seems to be very interested in us. Are you going to rush over suddenly!?"

"What are you afraid of! Are you still afraid of a leopard after learning swords for so long!"

"But this is the leopard of the Juggernaut?"

"..."

A few young people were pushing and shoving quietly, when there was a crane cry, everyone looked back, immediately stood up straight, respectfully saluted: "Uncle Luo."

The person who came was dressed in a plain Taoist robe, with a long sword on his back and a dust whisk in his hand. He was followed by two elegant white cranes with long necks. It was Luo Jingxing.

"What are you doing here?"

"...We..." All the disciples looked at each other in blank dismay. Seeing that no one could make up a decent nonsense after a long time, they could only tell the truth, "We just want to see how Master Liao teaches martial arts..."

These juniors are still weak, but Luo Jing walked here, and already felt that there was someone in the house, but someone closed the door, and even quarreled outside for a long time without showing up, which obviously shows that the people inside are "very inconvenient" at the moment. "Show up.

As for why it's inconvenient...

Not wanting to recall the stupid things he did in Kunlun before, Luo Jingxing persuaded him gently: "Your brother Ye was seriously injured before, and you went back to Chunyang Palace to recover from your injuries. You are probably relaxing your tendons and opening your veins at this time, so don't bother you. Think See the realm of the sword master, and in a few days, the brother will try the sword in Taiji Square, so you can go and see it then."

Disciple A who lost his attention: "Why is Senior Brother Ye seriously injured?"

"I heard that I received it when I killed Shen Jun, the life-seeking gun." Luo Jingxing smiled, "If I have a chance in the future, I will ask you Master Uncle Liao directly."

Shen Yun, the life-chasing gun!

Although Shen Yun is no longer a top figure in this era, his name has gone through events such as the bloody battle in Maple Valley, the Valley of the Wicked, the great victory in Nanping Mountain, etc., and he is also a well-known legendary figure to the younger generation , full of tragic and lonely heroism.

Luo Jingxing hadn't thought of it at this moment, just because of his words, a few days later, everyone in the entire Huashan knew about "Sword Master disciple Ye Senior Brother entered the Valley of the Evil alone, challenged the life-seeking gun Shen Yun, bloody battle For three days and three nights, both sides were seriously injured, and in the end Senior Brother Ye was even more superior and killed Shen Yun, and the story of "retiring after success" was becoming more and more embellishing.

——As a result, many years later, Ye Youqi always maintains a mysterious image of "unfathomable, extremely high in martial arts, but very low-key and doesn't like to see people" in the hearts of newcomers in Chunyang Palace.

Watching the few young disciples leave together, Luo Jingxing sat down on a piece of bluestone at random outside the gate of the small courtyard, met the eyes of the black panther Ayao for a while, and laughed out loud.

"I said, anyway, we have to wait here together, why don't we chat?"

Strangely, the two white cranes brought by Luo Jingxing didn't want to hide when they saw A Yao like ordinary animals. Instead, they walked over gracefully, looking curiously at the dark creature in front of them.

Luo Jingxing had always had a gentle personality, never in a hurry, and after a few years of experience, he had faded from his early stupefaction, and now he was sitting there talking to a few animals, and he was very happy.When the snow stopped and it was getting late, Liao Yungui pushed open the door, and saw his little junior sitting outside the courtyard door, smiling and stretching out his hand to scratch A Yao's chin, while the latter narrowed his eyes comfortably.

——Or a long time ago, he also imagined that he would be able to grow flowers in the forest in the future, and when he opened the door of the house, this person would always be there, and the years were quiet, like a gentle dream.

But no one thought that he could not touch the bamboo in the mountains and snow, but accidentally got the lonely plum blossoming.

As time passed, Namei exuded a real and intoxicating fragrance in his arms, blooming a dazzling and bright color, on the contrary, it seemed more and more like a few ink washes in the past, three points lighter in color.

"Where's Nephew Ye?" Luo Jingxing stood up, patted the snow off his body, and said with a smile, "You should feel better."

"Sleeping." Just after a hearty affair, Liao Yungui didn't tie up his hair, so he wore it casually, looking very comfortable, "The dates you sent me are delicious, and I like them very much."

"Ha, I didn't expect you, senior brother, to think this food is delicious." Luo Jingxing said unexpectedly, "Didn't you never eat these sweets before?"

"People will always change." Liao Yungui laughed when he thought of Ye Youqi's sleeping face full of satisfaction just now, "I used to never come out with my hair untied."

Luo Jingxing thought for a while, and agreed: "That's right, senior brother, you have always been meticulous and frighteningly serious... On the contrary, you look happier now."

Living in this world, change, or remain unchanged, possible, are all fates that can be met but not sought after.

Fortunately, they can change, and get better.

【Fanwaihuazang-Part [-]】

【Fanwaihuazang-Send Snow Between Flowers-Part [-]】

CP: Mysterious Physician Gong (Flower Room) Gu Wushi/Merry Young Master Shou (Hidden Sword) Ye Xueni

There will probably be some soy sauce among Daojian masters and apprentices【Hey

The water in the West Lake is calm, and the old trees in front of the gate of Cangjian Villa are lush.This poetic Jiangnan scenery is always elegant and just right.

The young man in the neat black and purple clothes of Wanhua Valley took off the bamboo hat on his head, thanked the boatman, and got off the boat with the medicine box.

Different from the ordinary Wanhuagumen who love loose hair and like to decorate it with jade ornaments and tassels, this young man's long hair is tied behind his head and tied with a very simple hair rope. He doesn't even have a hair crown and jade hairpin. Wear.What's even more strange is that he obviously doesn't wear complicated and wide-sleeved clothes, but he looks very calm and elegant, but his face is cold, which makes him not easy to deal with.

"Gu Wushi of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley came here at the order of the owner of the valley." The young man handed over the greeting card, "Please inform me."

"Is it the doctor who treats the Eldest Young Master? Please come in quickly." The gatekeeper disciple accepted the greeting card and said enthusiastically, "I will report right away."

"Thank you."

After a while, the disciple ran out to invite him: "I've been waiting for a long time, doctor, please follow me!"

Gu Wushi followed behind with a medicine box on his back, and asked, "Is your eldest son in good health recently?"

"Very good. Two days ago, I went to Furong Pavilion in Yangzhou to taste a new song. I invited the oiran. Yesterday, the Eldest Prince had a friend. It seems that we have made an appointment to go to Xiufang to participate in the poetry meeting. I think I will come back today."

"..." This doesn't sound like the life of a frail young master.

Gu Wushi sneered inwardly, but she didn't show anything on her face, she just nodded coldly and politely: "Young Master Guizhuang is very busy."

"Haha...not at all." The young disciple probably felt that it was not good for him to say that about the eldest son of the villa, so he said with a smile, "The master is waiting for you inside, please come in."

"It's work."

"So it turns out that Miracle Doctor Sun has gone to the Western Regions. After that, Doctor Lao Gu will take care of the dog's body... I hope the doctor will do his best. My Ye family... After all, there is only one boy..." Ye Yushan In his early forties, he had three sons and three daughters, which was considered perfect at first, but the elder son was born with frailty from his mother's womb. Stepping into the gate of hell, Mingda was rescued again.Later, Hidden Sword Villa paid a lot of money to invite Dr. Sun from Wanhua Valley to visit twice a year to give Young Master Ye acupuncture to control his illness, and it is considered safe to grow up to this day.

It's just that the stubborn disease is like a sharp knife hanging above the head, and it will fall down at any time, piercing the illusory harmony in front of him.

"Master Ye, don't worry, Master told me carefully before leaving that Gu will definitely take good care of the young master's body." Gu Wushi responded, caressing the teacup with Bai Changfinger, "But Gu has something to say first, I heard that Mr. Ye is fond of drinking, drinking, and fireworks, it is like eating food for free, if this continues, even the gods of Da Luo will be hard to save."

"... Sigh." Master Ye sighed heavily, "He has been weak since he was a child, and we can't bear to criticize him... Now I would like to ask Doctor Gu to stay a little longer, and leave everything to the doctor to decide!"

Gu Wushi smiled slightly: "In this case, I will bother the owner."

"Let me tell you, Xue Ni, there will be a dragon boat festival in Qiandao Lake next month, how about you come back to Changge Gate with me?" Qixiufang danced with light gauze, silk and bamboo curled up, filled with beautiful peach blossoms, and looked like she was leaning on a soft pillow The face of the man in Tsing Yi was like peaches and plums, and his phoenix eyes were like stars, "You have been staying in Hidden Sword Villa for too long, and it's not good to be bored all the time. Why don't you take advantage of the good weather and go out for a walk."

The young man in light yellow brocade clothes who sat on the side next to him, looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, and his appearance was considered first-class, but he was compared with the radiant man in Tsing Yi, but he had a pair of eyes. Black and white are clear, very attractive: "Pull it down, my father can let me go far away? Besides, it's so far from West Lake to your place, and the boat and car are exhausting. I'm too tired to think about it."

As he spoke, he smiled very softly, and reached for the wine glass in the hand of the oiran beside him: "My good sister, you smell so good."

A section of wrist was protruding from the sleeve of pale yellow embroidered brocade, on which was worn a golden plain gold bracelet, and a small and exquisite longevity lock was hung on the bracelet.That hand was also well-grown, with well-proportioned flesh and bones, white skin and slender finger bones, but it did not resemble the gentleness of a woman, it was the taste of loneliness and elegance of a young man.

The oiran beside him who was invited from the Furong Pavilion in Yangzhou is clearly also a jade bracelet with a bright wrist, but at the moment, it seems a bit ordinary recently.

The man in Tsing Yi squinted his eyes, then lowered his eyelids, and said with a smile: "Old Master Ye is also worried about your health. In fact, there is also a sage in Changgemen, who may be able to heal you. Besides, the Dragon Boat Festival is very lively. My senior sister Will go too——haven't you admired the name of 'Qin Xian' for a long time?"

Changgemen has "both picture and sound". Among them, Yang Suwu, the "qin fairy", has unparalleled piano skills. It is said that it can make colorful clouds gather, birds stop and flowers bloom. Proud of it.

And Yang Suyin, Yang Suwu's younger brother, is a well-known ghost in paintings. His paintings are hard to find, and even the royal family in Beijing is very expensive to keep one.

Ye Xueni's expression was hesitant for a moment, and then she restrained herself: "Forget it, it's better to keep a sense of distance, it won't be pretty if you really see each other... Besides, I still have to go to Sister Zimo's business often." Take care of it, don't you?"

"Master Ye is right." The oiran named Zimo had an extremely beautiful voice, and now he covered his mouth with a smile and said, "There will be a lot of fun in the Furong Pavilion tomorrow, the new green waist dance, will Young Master Ye come to join us? "

"Where can I not go? Suyin will go with me too." Ye Xueni picked up Zimo's sash and sniffed it, "My sister's fragrance smells very good today, so I'll use this tomorrow."

"It's from Mr. Yang, and it's called Haitanghong." Zimo glanced at Yang Suyin and said with a chuckle, "Just like Mr. Yang, he is elegant."

"Oh, sister Zimo has always only had Suyin in her eyes." Ye Xueni finished drinking, stood up and waved her hand, "I'm going back to the villa first, see you at Furong Pavilion tomorrow!"

Prohibition of drinking and sex, no work, no long travel, no late sleeping... Ye Xueni sneered at the prohibition all over her body, and pushed open the door of her residence.

"……??Who are you?"

Ye Xueni took half a step back and looked up. This was indeed his room.

But who is the one with a bad face sitting inside?

"...Have you been drinking?" The neat black-clothed young man in the room frowned, walked over and pulled Ye Xueni into the room, his expression as cold as ice, "Do you think you have lived a long time?"

"...What's wrong with you? Come on... Uhhh!!" Ye Xueni's eyes widened, this bastard actually tapped his acupuncture points when he didn't agree with her!Where did the madman come from?

"Both qi and blood are deficient, and the lips are pale. If you are so lucky, you still want to be like others." Gu Wushi raised her hand to feel the pulse, and sneered, "From tomorrow on, I will be grounded, stay in bed, and eat three meals a day. .”

"...Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow !

The next moment, Ye Xueni was lifted up and felt dizzy for a while, followed by the other party who threw him not very gently into the mattress covered with a soft quilt, and shook open a cloth bag, On the unfolded fabric, long and short silver needles are neatly lined up.

"..." Ye Xueni was very familiar with that thing, and he was impaled dozens of times every year, which was unspeakably miserable.

"My teacher went to the Western Regions, and he may not come back for several years." Gu Wushi pulled out a needle expressionlessly, and rolled up Ye Xueni's sleeve with the other hand, revealing that the layers of clothes were as white as cream. "I will stay in Hidden Sword Villa this month. The owner of Yezhuang has already agreed, and I will take care of the young master's diet and daily life."

As he spoke, his hands kept moving, and he had already inserted three silver needles into the acupuncture points.Under the candlelight, the shining needle pierced the skin, but no blood came out.

The person on the bed was silent, Gu Wushi looked up, but it was Ye Xueni who turned her face inward, as if she had given up resistance and let him manipulate her.

Ye Xueni suffered from asthma, which may not be fatal, but it is difficult to treat.With this kind of disease, one should not do strenuous exercise, eat or drink freely, or be too cold or overheated. The onset of the disease will cause dyspnea and convulsions all over the body, especially during the changing seasons.In ordinary poor families, such a child has no money to treat him all the year round, so he can only let him fend for himself.But Ye Xueni was born in Cangjian Mountain Villa. Fortunately, the Ye family has abundant financial resources, precious medicinal materials, and genius doctors in Wanhua Valley. Unfortunately, he is the eldest son of Ye, and the only boy of this generation.

Hidden Sword Villa is famous for its martial art sword casting, how can the burden of the future owner be entrusted to a frail man who can't even hold a sword well?

The old owner Ye must have thought about this question, but he couldn't let go of his family. Gu Wushi guessed that maybe the old owner still had a little fantasy in his heart, hoping that his only son would get better a hundred years ago. .

The acupoints have been unlocked, but Ye Xueni didn't move or speak, letting Gu Wushi untie his clothes and give the needles.This set of needles was supposed to be quite painful, but the other party kept her eyes closed and bit her lip to endure the whole process. Gu Wushi opened her mouth to say something, but she didn't say anything. The hands that had never shaken suddenly became tense