If you don't go to the house, you are not a gentleman

Although An Le was lying on the bed, Fan Xi was afraid that he would make a fuss and roll on the ground, so he stayed there all night, kissing and chewing from time to time.Although I stayed up all night without sleep, I was very refreshed the next day.

After getting up, Xiao Tong made hangover soup for An Le, and waited for him to wake up.

Fan Xi was about to go back, but when Fang walked to the door, she saw Mei Wuyin waiting there with a jade flute in one hand and a maple leaf in the other.

Fan Xi asked, "What's the matter?"

Mei Wuyin remained silent, he flicked the finger holding Maple Leaf, and Maple Leaf instantly turned into powder.

"……"what is this?Belated dismount?

Fan Xi began to seriously think about whether he had done anything to make him unhappy.

Mei Wuyin said, "An Le is not in a good state these days."

Fan Xi raised his eyebrows, he was already aware of this matter.

"Since he arrived at Mei Xueling, he has been drinking and wandering around. Although nothing can be seen, he is already half drunk."

Fan Xi was slightly surprised, no wonder he always felt that Anle was different from before.But since Mei Wuyin pointed out, there is something wrong with the comparison.

Fan Xi never liked talking in circles, "You can just speak up."

Mei Wuyin said meaningfully: "Do you know why he is upset?"

Fan Xi was silent.

Mei Wuyin continued: "Your actions have made his previous efforts in vain."

Whether it is to take the blame for him, hide in Mei Xueling, or find Mei Wuyin to go out of the mountain for his future.These calculations have been done for a long time, and a lot of effort has been spent.

Although Mei Wuyin didn't dislike Fan Xi, but her apprentice suffered a loss because she had less affection for Fan Xi.

Fan Xi's expression was dull, after hearing Mei Wuyin's words, he looked away and walked out the door.

Mei Wuyin stared at him in disbelief.

Fan Xi said as he walked, "I can only say that he misjudged the person. Although Fan Yu has a heart for the city and does all he can to conspire, but he is indeed qualified to be a king, at least he is more suitable than me."

"So you let his efforts go to waste?"

Fan Xi looked back, but his eyes were cold, Mei Wuyin thought he was just a cynical prince with no airs after being with him for a long time, but looking at it now, it might not be that simple.

"I didn't intend to do so. I am very happy for his sacrifice, but since I have no intention of being a king, I can't make fun of all living beings in the world." Although Fan Xi can bow down for Anle, he has his own plans after all. It is only for the comfort of one person who is reluctant, and the common people in the world suffer for it.

This is also not the result he wanted.

When Mei Wuyin thought of this level, she fell silent.

He had never met Fan Yu, but he heard rumors that he was probably a naughty little prince who passed away happily. He had no sense of responsibility and no compassion. If he handed over the world to him, he might cause chaos.But from what Fan Xi said, he was a very scheming person.

Fan Xi thought for a while, and finally said all his thoughts, "Nowadays, the turmoil in the Jianghu is not small, not only the internal disputes of the Tiangong Sect, but also the bloodbath of the Demon Cult, are obviously the precursors of bigger turmoil. However, Zhen Junzi uncovered the branch of the Demon Cult in the south of the Yangtze River, and the followers of the Demon Cult all turned to the northwest, and Bai Dao had the idea of ​​producing a Demon Cult, so he would naturally follow, I think Jiangnan is a stable place for the time being."

Mei Wuyin's anger has completely dissipated. After all, he has been away from the Jiangshan Jianghu for too long, so that who will be in charge of the Jiangshan Jiangshan, and what kind of waves will be caused by the Jianghu Lake, have nothing to do with him.

But what Fan Xi said made him have to rethink the problem of living in seclusion.

Fan Xi suddenly cupped his fists, "I'll call you Mr. Mei now—I hope I can take An Le away."

Mei Xueling is located in the southeast of Tianshan Mountain. If the Demon Cult really moves to the northwest, it will definitely deal with Mei Xueling.

Mei Wuyin looked at him silently.

Fan Xi also stubbornly clasped her fists and did not move.

After a stalemate for a while, Mei Wuyin frowned and sighed, "If he has no objection, I naturally have no objection either."

Fan Xi smiled lightly, "Thank you."

This was probably the most relaxing moment after he realized the cruelty in Fan Yu's eyes.

……

An Le woke up very late, Xiao Tong had reheated the soup for at least ten times, so that the taste of the soup was very strange.After An Le's resistance failed, she pinched her nose and finished drinking.

After finishing the soup, An Le couldn't help but glance at the wine jar, and the boy turned sideways to block the wine jar.

An Le: "..."

He persevered and turned to look at the other wine jar.

The little boy turned sideways again.

An Le: "..."

After going back and forth for a few rounds, the little boy didn't feel tired from moving around, and An Le felt his eyes were sore.

Seeing An Le staring at him unwillingly, Xiao Tong said, "Mister said, you are not allowed to drink any more."

An Le stared at him indifferently.

The little boy was heartbroken by his look, and simply turned his back.

An Le wailed resonantly behind him, trying every means to get wine.

For example, playing.

The little boy didn't hit Anle with a broom, but threw it at the wine jar.

An Le was completely defeated.

It's like flattery.

The little boy covered his ears and turned a deaf ear.

An Le was completely defeated.

It's like saying ghosts cry and wolves howl.

This caused Mei Wuyin to hear An Le howling and singing, "Little cabbage—the ground yellow—" before she had stepped over the threshold.

Mei Wuyin pushed open the door without changing expression.

An Le looked over eagerly.

Mei Wuyin snorted coldly, touched the bottom of her right foot, and flew up. It only took a blink of an eye, and the room was filled with a strong smell of wine, and the fragments of the wine jar scattered all over the floor.

An Le's last wail was full of desolation and despair!

Mei Wuyin said coldly: "If you drink any more, it's not just the wine jar that's broken."

An Le glared at him viciously, then silently closed her mouth.

"I brought herbs to relieve alcohol, your head should hurt, right?"

After saying that, Mei Wuyin took out a white porcelain medicine bottle from her bosom.

An Le suddenly changed color.

He knew very well where Mei Wuyin got it, Crying Blood Residence.

The former residence of the ghost doctor, the things there are either poisonous powder or failed products.

Mei Wuyin saw that An Le's face was not very good-looking, he smiled and said, "I deserved it myself."

An Le's face turned darker, so he dared not use it!

Seeing Mei Wuyin pour out the yellow-green pill from the white porcelain bottle, An Le immediately closed her lips tightly.

Mei Wuyin said displeased: "What? Can't you trust my medical skills?"

"..." He couldn't believe his own ability to bear it.

Although Mei Wuyin is not bad at medical skills, he always likes to use strong herbal formulas. Although they can cure diseases quickly, they cause many side effects.

What's more, the taste is extremely bad!

Seeing that Anle refused to speak, Mei Wuyin called the little boy, who immediately raised the broom.

An Le turned his head in disdain, the wine was gone, what was he afraid of?

The little boy swung down the broom expressionlessly, and it hit An Le's chest hard!

An Le snorted and curled up in pain.

Mei Wuyin raised her eyebrows, and seeing An Le's pale face and sweat starting to break out on his forehead, he realized something was wrong.

"what happened?"

An Le was in so much pain that she couldn't even speak.

Xiao Tong's strike just now hit his old wound!He felt that the wound that had finally been closed was opened again!

Mei Wuyin hurriedly pressed Anle's wrist, feeling for her pulse, it was floating, intermittent, and her yin energy was slightly heavy.

Opening up the skirt again, Mei Wuyin was stunned by the wound on An Le's chest.

The long scar was between the chest cavity and the waist. Judging from the location, it should not have hurt the internal organs, but it was a huge injury.

Mei Wuyin said in a bad tone, "When did you get hurt?"

An Le gritted her teeth and said intermittently: "Okay, it seems like two or three months ago."

Mei Wuyin carefully inspected the wound, it seemed that the medical treatment was done in time, the wound was perfectly healed, but now he was hit hard again——

The little boy lowered his head regretfully.

An Le panted and smiled at Xiaotong: "It's okay, just remember to give me some gifts."

The little boy lowered his head and asked softly, "What gift do you want?"

An Le said without hesitation: "Wine!"

Xiaotong frowned and thought for a while, "No, you can think about something else."

An Le kicked her legs, "I want wine!"

Mei Wuyin patted him on the forehead, "Wine, what kind of wine, after you heal your injury, bring it up."

The little boy took the medicine box from Tixueju and withdrew. Mei Wuyin was grinding the herbs, and asked casually: "Who cut you? Who will heal your wounds afterward?"

He quietly looked at An Le's expression.

An Le remained indifferent.It seemed that this answer did not affect his mood at all.

However, after he uttered those words, Mei Wuyin suddenly realized that An Le might not be as calm and indifferent as he appeared on the surface.

He said, "I will probably never forget the pain I endured the moment Fan Xi's sword pierced his chest."