Spring love only means pear blossoms are thin

Next, help him sit up, Bi Yao carefully put on shoes and socks for him, and then took a fox fur cape to tie him, and the two carefully helped Ling Luo off the carriage.

"Ling Luo, here!" Xue Zerui ran over and grabbed Ling Luo's shoulders, and led him aside. Ling Luo was still a little dizzy, and subconsciously grabbed Xue Zerui's sleeves, leaning against him to stabilize his body.

"This one must be the little prince Ling. It's a pleasure to meet you. This is... the little prince looks a little uncomfortable."

"Uh, he..."

"Old problem, I made you laugh. This must be the son of Prince Runan." Ling Luo pushed Xue Zerui away and walked forward first. His legs were still a little weak, and his footsteps were even staggering. He stabilized his figure.

"Hey, I haven't reported my family name yet, how does Lord Ling know me?"

"Mr. Deng is unrestrained, everyone knows that even though he has been crowned, he is still used to wearing a ribbon in front of others, and lavender is still the best."

"I never thought that I would be so famous, ha ha, ha ha."

"Then you two, you won't also..."

"Mr. Kang, the prince's son of Guangcheng County, with Danfeng eyes and a mole on his left neck."

"Young Master Chu, the son of the Prime Minister, with golden sleeves and osmanthus fragrance."

"Excellent, old Xue, it's a pity that Mr. Ling matches you. I said, are you interested..."

"Ahem, go over there, sit down and talk."

"It's so lively, what are you guys talking about, can I have a glass of beer?"

"See His Highness Prince Yin."

"See His Highness Prince Yin."

"Hehe, there is no King Yin here, no His Highness. Luo Jiangyan."

"Young Master Luo."

"Hey little Luo'er, don't mind calling me like before."

"mind."

"Ha ha."

"Ling Luo, have you been to the capital before? You don't know."

"More than ten years ago, my father brought me and my second brother to Beijing to report on my work. When I returned, I was the only one with me."

"Yes, I still remember that my father loved you very much at that time, always holding you in his arms, and treated you better than us."

"It's Uncle Luo showing love. By the way, aren't we here to enjoy the flowers?"

"What's more, in fact, the flowers in February are vulgar. It's not as good as the number nine in the cold winter, a cold plum with a pretty branch."

"If you want to talk about the flowers that bloom in this cold winter season, the most unique ones are Fairy Lingbo and Narcissus."

"'Flowers are like golden cups recommending jade plates, shining brightly on a cold courtyard', wonderful!"

"Since Brother Kang has made a head start, let's think of a poem with Narcissus as the topic, and repeat like this. Those who can't answer will be the loser. I will come first, 'All hearts are washed away to leave a fragrance, and the petite ice machine is a jade shuttle.' "

"'Fairy Lingbo gave birth to a dusty sock, walking lightly on the water.'Brother Ling, it's your turn."

"Brother Deng's next sentence is very good, 'Whoever recruited this heartbroken soul, planted a cold flower to express sorrow.'"

"It's not bad, but it's too sad. Brother Xue, what about yours?"

"Xue is a rough man who doesn't know how to read and write. It's better to be a judge on the sidelines."

.....................

☆, suspicious cloud

Ling Luo had been ill for a while since Hua Chao went back that day, at first he thought it was just some wind blowing, but unexpectedly became seriously ill that night, the high fever persisted, and he was already lethargic.In fact, it is not difficult to understand that after such a huge change, and such a body, in the final analysis, it is still stagnant in the chest, and the anger is hard to dissipate.

The days passed quietly in the twilight and waking hours of Ling Luo, and the situation in central Beijing was still tense, but the ups and downs here had nothing to do with the common people, so they still lived and worked in peace and contentment, a prosperous scene.

However, there is a legend about masks quietly circulating among the people.Rumor has it that Li, the ancient god of war, is unparalleled in beauty and majesty.During the battle between gods and demons that day, all the gods were confused by his beauty and questioned his mere appearance, so morale was low.Li is a mask made of evil spirits, covering its face, shocking all directions, and extinction of life wherever it goes.Some people say that this mask is an artifact, and if you get it, you can win the world.Some people also say that this is a murder weapon, but in this world, it will kill people and make people miserable.Some people say that this is a falsehood, but some people swear that they have seen this mask in the Tantuo Temple on the outskirts of the city, and some people say that Xue Ji, a witch who is a disaster for the country, has obtained this mask.But three people become tigers, that's the same thing. The previous disasters of the five great warlord families may also be caused by this.I don't know how many people are ready to move, either for the knife or for the fish.

"You said, is the legend of that mask true or false?"

"Who knows if it's true or not, it really appeared in Tan Tuo Temple?"

"Whether it is or not, I'm afraid it's not a good thing."

"Hey, I said this one..."

"Shh."

"Hey, hey, you guys, what are you talking about, is that what you should inquire about? If you dare to go out and talk nonsense, pay attention to your heads, and don't go to work!"

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Master, the servant girls are ignorant, you...don't take it to heart."

"Everything that needs to be done is over, Baguio, get ready and go to Tantuo Temple in the afternoon. I heard that the abbot master there has superb mana power. I am thinking about doing a ritual ceremony for my father and dozens of members of the Ling family."

"But young master, it's fine to leave this matter to the servants. Why bother to go out in person? You just went out last time, but you came back sick for so long, so it's hard to..."

"Now I can be regarded as being dependent on others, how can I trouble others, and besides, it is more boring in the house, it is better to go out for a walk."

"Alright then, servant girl, let's get ready."

Tantuo Temple was built during the Xuanzong period of the previous dynasty. Buddha bone relics have always been enshrined here, and the royal underground palace was also built here. For 300 years, it has been a clean place in the eyes of outsiders, but it is also a filthy place where high officials and dignitaries hide their dirt.

"Master, is it true that you won't take any money? It will cost a lot to complete a ritual."

"I won't take it. Donor, I'm not a long-lived person by looking at your face. I don't know if you are interested. Let the old man make a divination."

"Oh, to tell you the truth, the boy has heard such things since he was a child, and now he has a heart disease, and he has already been able to live up to now."

"No, no, this disease can be taken care of, and you can live to the age of knowing your destiny. It's just that the young master has suffered from a lot of illnesses recently. This time, the root is injured. This old monk advises the young master to calm down and let him be blown by wind and rain. I Stand still."

"What the master said is very true."

"Master, if you have something to do, please go first. It's good for Ling Luo to walk around here alone."

"Hehe, that's good, old man, let's take a step first. Young Master, do as you please."

"Ah."

After walking for a while, Ling Luo felt a little tired, and wanted to find a place to rest. He saw a tea room over there, and was about to go up, but saw a garment at the end of the courtyard flashing by, and his thoughts moved , followed.

Unexpectedly, there is such a place in the temple. It is rare to see courtyards planted with pear trees everywhere. It is the season of pear blossoms at this time. When you look at it at first glance, it really feels full of plains, which makes you feel very uncomfortable.

In the center of the pear tree in the courtyard was a pair of stone tables and chairs, standing in front of him was a man in white clothes and boots, with long waist-length hair loosely scattered.The man stretched out his hand to caress the table, not knowing whether he was brushing off the dust or stroking something.As if hearing a sound, the man turned around.

"Xue Zerui..."

No, this is not Xue Zerui, he is a man completely different from Xue Zerui, he has the temperament of a literati who is noble, but also has the ignorance of a child who is ignorant of the world.Apart from looks, they are not the same. "Who are you?" The man seemed to be taken aback, with a somewhat bewildered expression, he grabbed the objects on the table, and quickly walked deeper.Although he moved quickly, Ling Luo still saw clearly the object in his hand, the mask.

who is he?Ling Luo has yet to chase.

"Young Master, Young Master, it turns out that you are here so Biguio can find it easily, shall we go back?"

Besides, the man in white hurried to a door, gently pushed it open, and then closed the door after he entered. He came to a painting, on which was a tiger with a big eye and a white forehead. He stretched out his hand After pressing a few times on the two tiger eyes, a wall behind him was quietly separated. He walked in, and the wall was closed immediately, not even a single gap was exposed.After the man came in, he saw a middle-aged Confucian scholar sitting at the table waiting for him, and that was obviously Xue Xiang.

"Father?"

"You did well."

"Why does father want me to do this?"

"You don't need to know, Yan'er, you just need to know that everything my father does is for you."

"What about brother?"

"Hmph, how can that bastard who suppresses his father and mother be as good as you?"

. . .

"Okay, you go in first, remember, don't come out no matter what."

"Yes."

☆, injured

In the heavy curtains, two undressed bodies are intertwined. The woman is above the man, with her head held high, revealing a beautiful white neck. If anyone is here, they will definitely sigh, how can such a stunning woman be willing? Bend under the middle-aged man.After a violent tremor, the woman let out a satisfied sigh.

"It's time to act."

"Why are you in a hurry, the old man has become very sane recently, and my spell seems to be about to fail."

"Hehe, this little matter, I believe my Xue'er will be able to solve it very well."

"Well, that's natural. In this world—there's nothing I can't do. Where's my son? How is he?"

"Okay. He has lost his memory. I gave him medicine, and now he looks more and more like Xue Zerui."

"I can't eat when I think about my son looking like that bitch now!"

"Xue'er, no matter what he says..."

"Have you softened your heart? You said that you didn't admit that he was your son, and you were coaxing me?"

"Of course not..."

"Think about that bitch, if it wasn't for her, how could we have been separated for more than 20 years?"

"Snow..."

"Okay, let's not talk about it, have you got the Feiyi Camp?"

"It will take some time."

"The bastard is useless. If you ask him to coax that Lingluo, he probably never puts his mind at ease. Let me tell you, without the Feiyi Battalion, we have no chance of winning with the four armies we have alone. That old fellow Ling Su seems to have planned it long ago, and he will put it all together when he dies."

"Soon. Those two brats are not my opponents at all. If they can't, I just throw Xue Zerui out. I don't believe that Ling Luo will obediently hand over the certificate."

"Hmph, you are really cruel now, but it's a pity for that bastard, who thought that his father was sincere to him."

"Just blame him for his bad luck."

"Let's talk about Ling Luo.

"What do you want? I'll get it."

"A glass of water, thank you."

Ling Luo took the cup filled with warm water and took a sip, "General Xue is fine, there are books on the table, take it yourself."

"The general doesn't understand."

"Then what do you see me doing?"

"You look good."

Ling Luo opened his mouth to say something, but Xue Zerui held his hand, "Why is it so cold? Dongmian, go get a hand stove."

"General Xue is courteous for nothing, and Ling Luo is timid, so he can't help being frightened."

"Luo'er, that's not what your expression says."

"Cough cough cough..."

"Sorry, are you better?" Xue Zerui sat on the couch, put his arms around Ling Luo's body, and fed him a few sips of water, "I... don't know what to call you, do you have words?"

"Ling has a few months before the coronation ceremony."

"Then I'll call you Luo'er first, Luo'er, you should be cuter."

"Since General Xue thinks Ling is boring..."

"That's not what it means! I mean, let's go to the Zongheng Pavilion. There are a few new horses from the Western Regions. I heard that there are people taming horses today. How about we go and watch them?"

"...OK."

Xue Zerui looked into his arms, the corner of the man's mouth curved into a beautiful arc, his eyes were downcast, he bent down, and gently pressed a kiss on the dimple of the man, time stopped in an instant, and the years were well.

"You... Take a rest first, I will pick you up in the afternoon..." After whispering this sentence, he ran away.

Vertical and horizontal pavilion.

The young man was driven by a long horse, sweeping away thousands of troops and everything in the world.

As the name suggests, Zongheng Pavilion is a racetrack.Horse racing has been a noble game since ancient times. Even if ordinary civilians yearn for it, they can only look forward to it and sigh. However, the Great Xia Dynasty emphasized martial arts and despise literature. The pavilion became a good place for him to spend his spare time, just as scholars love the Confucianism and History Museum.

"Hey, Zigui, long time no see."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Who is this..."

"..."

"Don't tell me, let me guess, ah, such a handsome man must be the little prince Ling. What a coincidence, my name is Luo, Su Luo, you can call me..."

"Su Yingluo."

"See you at the racetrack later, Xue Zigui!"

"Don't listen to him, call me Yunjin."

"Puff, what's the difference between Yunjin and Yingluo, she's a bitch."

"Brother Yunjin."

"Look at my virtuous brother, how gentle you are. How about you? You are a rough guy. Let's go, it's about to start over there. Brother Yunjin will take you to watch the game."

"See, this is the BMW of the Western Regions. I have never seen a horse with purple fur. Don't dye it."

"You haven't seen many. This is called Zicong. It's rare and strange."

"It's just that you are well-informed. Otherwise, you can ask Brother Xian if you have ever seen such a strange-looking horse."

"Why do you look so weird? Did someone provoke you? Don't make fun of me."

"This is a mare. Look at the tuft of white hair on its head. This is a symbol of status. The Zicong family has always respected the mother. No matter how bad this horse is, it should be the leader of a small tribe."

"Hey, that's equivalent to a nobleman in the middle of the horse. It's a pity to be arrested just like that."

"That's just the situation."

"Didn't expect my brother to really know this horse, brother Yu is ashamed."

"Hmph, my daughter-in-law is naturally well-informed and knowledgeable, not comparable to ordinary people like you."

"Oh, what, what, daughter-in-law?"

"Humph."

"Don't pay attention to him." After Ling Luo finished speaking to himself, he looked at the person in front of him with a flat face, the man's knife-like cheeks, which he drew over and over again in his heart.When did you start to have deep roots in love, because of envy, so you want to integrate into his life.How ridiculous, two people who had no connection with each other are forced to be together, it seems that every time we meet, we end up with both sides. Is this what the master said about the evil fate?So, will your sweet words today become my reminder in the future?

"Look! It's started!"

Ling Luo looked intently, and saw a person sitting upright at some point on the purple coat just now. This person was about thirty years old, wearing a square scarf and light green bunt clothing, with sharp eyes and a haughty attitude.He clasped his fists at the people around him indiscriminately, and reached out to pull the reins.

"What kind of person is this? He doesn't understand etiquette at all."

"Who says it's not? I'm afraid it's not someone with status."

"Stop talking, just look."

"it is good!"

It turned out that the man pulled the rein of the horse, but unexpectedly the horse did not move at all. When the stalemate was at stake, the horse moved for some reason.The spectators didn't know why, and thought it was the skill of the horse trainer, and couldn't help applauding.At first, the horse just paced back and forth in the arena, and gradually became a little manic, and began to sprint around, and even the horses waiting to enter the arena also began to step on the spot, with a heavy breath from their noses.The people present finally felt something was wrong.

"what happened?"

"Has the horse been restrained? Or has it inhaled some gas?"

"I don't smell anything, do I?"

"Can you smell it!"

"What are you talking about, run away!"

All of a sudden, the venue was in chaos. Seeing this, the owner of the Zongheng Pavilion quickly jumped onto the high platform, "Masters, don't panic, go this way! Leave the venue in an orderly manner!"

"It's okay, I'm here." Xue Zerui wrapped Ling Luo in his arms and protected him to go out.

"Zigui be careful!"

A frenzied horse suddenly galloped towards the direction of the three of them. Ling Luo looked up and suddenly pushed Xue Zerui away. Due to the force, he also fell to the ground. At the very moment of falling, Xue Zerui leaped forward, threw Ling Luo's upper body to the ground, and pressed his whole body on top of him.

☆, care

"puff..."

A mouthful of blood spurted out and landed on Ling Luo's face and body.

"Zigui!"

"How are you?" Xue Zerui fell on Ling Luo's chest, his face was pale, his eyes were closed tightly, and he was unconscious. There was still a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and his breathing was barely audible.Yun Jin didn't dare to touch him, but fortunately the situation was under control at this time, someone had already brought a stretcher over, and several people carefully carried Xue Zerui onto the stretcher and went to Xue's residence.At that moment just now, Xue Zerui rushed over instinctively, just as Ling Luo instinctively pushed him away, he put his arms firmly on Ling Luo's shoulders, and took all the impact for him. His spinal cord was shattered, and he might never be able to stand up again, but he had no hesitation.

Xue Zerui, I never understood you. . .

Seeing the stretcher going away, Yun Jin was about to heave a sigh of relief and follow up, but saw Ling Luo still lying on his back in the original posture, not moving, thinking that he was also affected, but thinking about it, this person's body was like paper Afraid that he really couldn't bear it, he quickly squatted down, "Xiao Luo?" Ling Luo's face and body were covered with dark red blood. He didn't lose consciousness, but just stared blankly at the void. Tears gurgled down from the corners of his eyes, washing away a lot of the dirty blood.This eldest son who was originally a star-studded son has experienced such embarrassing moments twice in just a few months.What the hell, turned him, turned them into this. . .

"How are you? Can you still walk?" Yun Jin took Ling Luo's arm and tried to help him up, but Ling Luo's body was so weak right now that he couldn't even sit up.Yun Jindao was rude, and immediately picked him up horizontally, and sent him into his own carriage that was rushing over at this moment.

Xue House.

"Old Yi, how is your son? Is your life in danger?"

"This..."

"You... but it's okay to say."

"The young master is injured in the spine. You know how big or small it is. The young master sent it back in time and didn't move much. The old man just sealed a few big acupuncture points with gold needles. His life was saved, but these legs..."

"You said...you mean...the child will be disabled in the future!" Xue Xiang tightly grasped Yi Lao's collar, wanting to burst into tears, "You save him! Save him! He is still so young, he is a general ! He wants to go to the battlefield! This... is equivalent to killing him..."

"Xuexiang... Calm down, calm down... This is just the worst situation, everything is still waiting for the young master to wake up..."

When Ling Luo arrived, leaning on the wall, he heard such a conversation.

crippled. . .

His eyes turned black, but he knew that he couldn't fall down at this time.

"... Prime Minister Xue."

"It's Prince Ling. The prince doesn't look very well, please go back to the house and rest. Xiaocui."

"My lord, this servant will help you..."

"Xue Xiang."

"This room is really busy, it will be bad if you bump into me again."

"I'm sorry, it's because of me, General Xue..."

"Forget it, forget it, this is Rui'er's own choice."

"I know it's useless to talk too much, please allow me to stay here and take care of him."

"This..."

"My virtuous brother, you have such a bone, how can you do this.

"That's exactly what this old man means. The prince should take care of his body. If Rui'er is awake, he doesn't want to see him like this. As for... well, maybe this is Rui'er's fate, it belongs to my Xue family. Fate..."

"Let me stay." Even though the young man in front of him was so weak that he needed to rely on others to stand firm, he revealed a kind of persistence from the bottom of his heart, which was irresistible.

"This...Okay." Xiang Xue bowed to the ground, "My son, I will leave it to the little prince."

"Xue Xiang doesn't have to be like this."

"Hey, I'm finally gone, sit down and rest for a while, look at your pale face."

"I am fine."

"It's okay, who just couldn't hold on and fainted just now, with your broken body, how do you plan to take care of him."

"Brother Yunjin."

"Okay, okay, I'll be with you. It's strange to say that you and I have met for the first time, but it seems like we've known each other for a long time. You don't have to worry too much about Zigui, that guy has nine lives and is strong."

"Coincidentally, I also have nine lives."

"Really? Haha, why don't you say that you are a match made in heaven?"

"It's better to say that mutual generation and mutual restraint."

"Don't be like this. I heard Zigui say something about you in the past. This time, he will pay you back."

"Yes, the love in the world is roughly like this. After being entangled for several lifetimes, you always owe me and I owe you, but I don't know who owes whom more in the end. Of course, if they know at this time, they will No matter what kind of nightmare you have experienced, you would rather go back to that afternoon, wishing you had never met each other, so you would not start a lifetime of entanglement. The karma of the seventh life will not rest until death.

In the evening, Xue Zerui developed a high fever, and everyone was in a panic again. The strange thing was that his loving father, Xiang Xiang Xue, did not appear, as if he had left the house overnight.Ling Luo had no time to think about it. With the help of his maidservant, he wiped Xue Zerui's body. Even so, he was so tired that his hands and feet were weak, his eyes were blurry, and he could hardly sit still.With a trace of decency, he gently sent the maid to rest.Seeing that the door was closed, his heart was relieved, and he felt a sudden dizziness, and by the time he realized it, he had already fallen to the ground.

Ling Luo let herself lean back on the bedpost, staring at Xue Zerui's side face with misty eyes, and fell asleep like this not long after.

"Master? Master Ling?"

"It's terrible! Go and ask the master for instructions!"

"Master hasn't come back yet."

"Elder Yi, invite Elder Yi here first."

"Move to the couch."

"Go get a basin of water!"

Ling Luo was half asleep and half awake, only feeling the noise in his ears, very confused, he couldn't help frowning, he wanted to tell them to be quiet and not to make noise, but he couldn't speak, he couldn't even open his eyes.He tried for a long time, but he could only let them play with his body in despair.This situation is really terrible. He is anxious, but there is nothing he can do.He wanted to ask about Xue Zerui's current situation, but he couldn't get out more than a word.Then, he felt a clear spring pouring into his mouth, and someone fed him a sip of water.

After an unknown amount of time, Ling Luo gradually felt the sound of sobbing coming from his ears intermittently, and he opened his eyelids with great effort, but it turned out that it was Bi Yao and Chi Tong.

"do not Cry."

"My lord, you finally woke up, my lord! This servant is so scared, Doctor Yi says you..."

"Chitong! It's good for the young master to wake up, and the servants will go to serve hot porridge, the young master should eat some."

"Xue..."

"Young master, don't worry, our young master has a good foundation, and the fever subsided at Yinshi, but you, young master, still have a little fever now."

Ling Luo tilted his head to the outside, and Xue Zerui lay on the big bed quietly. He seemed to be breathing a little bit, his mouth was slightly open, and he had never seen him so pale and weak. It's always a lively scene, it's hard for him.

Ling Luo just stared at Xue Zerui for a long time without closing his eyes.

☆, threat

"Master, Master is awake, Master!"

"Son, son, Mr. Yi, quickly look at my son."

"Ai," Yi Lao sighed softly, and kept his beard silent.

"Old Yi, what are you?"

"Go out and talk."

"Dry mouth, I'll pour you a glass of water." Ling Luo lowered his eyelids and said in a low voice when he saw the two of them go out.

Outside.

"Yes or no..."

"Old and incompetent, the young master's legs... oh..."

"This! How, how could this happen!" Xiang Xue staggered a few steps back, fell to the wall, and burst into tears.

"There is a way to heal."

"The spinal cord is severed, and it cannot be cured without a medical idiot." Elder Yi paused, "But Mr. Xiang, don't worry, although this medical idiot is clever, it is not difficult to hire him. That's why people regard wealth as their life. As long as you give him enough For money, he can kill anyone."

"That's fine, that's fine."

"My legs, my legs, ah! Why can't I feel my legs, tell me, tell me!"

"Why don't you talk! You, you, why don't you answer!"

"My leg is disabled...hahaha my leg is disabled!...My leg is disabled..."

"Master, woo woo woo master, woo woo, what should I do, young master?"

Ling Luo didn't say anything, just gently put his arms around Xue Zerui's upper body and rested his head on his shoulder.As if there was some kind of magical power, the man who was still agitated just now suddenly calmed down, "It will be fine, right? Ling Luo, don't lie to me, it will be fine, right? It will be fine soon..."

"Will be fine."

"Soon, it will be fine."

"Just sleep and you'll be fine."

"My lord, I heard the mothers discussing that the young master's leg can be healed as long as the doctor comes. I heard that the doctor is very easy to invite. Why has the master not moved yet?"

"That's right, isn't the master planning to heal the young master?"

"Don't talk nonsense, the master still loves the young master very much on weekdays, and besides the flesh and blood, there is no reason not to save him."

"That's what I said, but I still feel that something is wrong. Let's just talk about the master these few days. At the beginning, he came to see more often, and then he didn't show his face at all. The young master was also surprised, and he didn't think there was anything wrong. wrong."

"The young master suffered such a serious injury, how could he care about other things."

"what are you guys saying?"

"Son."

"Son."

"My lord, it's good to tell the kitchen staff to do these things. You don't need to do it yourself. You are not in good health, and you will be tired again!"

"My lord...the servants are talking...Master!"

"Hehehe, why, seeing the old man so surprised?"

"Slaves... Slaves..."

"Okay, let's go down, the master wants to have a conversation with your young master."

"...yes."

"Yes."

"Let's talk about what Xiang Xue has to say. I just want to wake Zigui up to eat something, so let him listen too."

"The little prince has done his best for my son."

"..."

"He has a bad temper these days, you are wronged."

"Compared to you, I am not wronged."

"...What do you mean by that?"

"People say that thousands of people have thousands of faces, but they don't know that a person has so many faces. Which one is you?"

"Ok?"

"Which one is the real you?"

"Is there something wrong with the little prince, why are you talking nonsense? Old man, I'm really worried."

"enough!"

"What do you want? A mask? A seal? It's all in your hands. I, Ling Luo, am all alone now. What else can you plot?"

"Hehe, if I had known that the little prince is a man of current affairs, Xue should have made it clear."

"That's right, it was the old man who gave the thief old man ten thousand gold to prevent him from saving Xue Zerui."

"He's your son!" Ling Luo roared in a low voice.

"No, he's a villain! I've had enough of playing the role of a loving father and son with him for so many years. Die...all of them should die...and die with his dead ghost mother..."

"..."

"Heh, should I thank you for lighting the house with soothing incense, and let this little bastard live in a dream."

"..."

"Hehehe, by the way, don't try to give that old man more money. Although this old man loves money without a word, he is a principled person. He only listens to the first person who gives him money."

"Aren't you talking so much just to force me to compromise? How much is it, in exchange for a pair of your son's legs."

"Not much, just a handwritten letter by the little prince, remember to affix a private seal."

"As expected." Ling Luo walked quickly to the desk, picked up the little wolf pen, dipped in ink and wrote a few pens on the paper placed in the middle, which was unprecedentedly scribbled. Take out a small seal and stamp it on it.

Xue Xiang showed greed, and he stepped forward to snatch the thin paper in front of him, but Ling Luo took the first step and rolled the paper into a ball and threw it out of the window. Xue Xiangfei rushed to the window, but saw the paper falling in an arc in the lake.

"you!"

"Cure him."

"You! Good, very good, I will send someone to call for the doctor right away."

"Humph!"

Xue Zerui lay naked on the bed, his back was covered with needles, Ling Luo took a towel dipped in warm water and wrung it dry, and while wiping the sweat from his forehead, he asked softly, "Senior, how can you use this sweating method?" Does it matter?"

"Oh, it's okay, this is a normal phenomenon. Although the young master has injured his back, it is not at the end of the mountain. It is enough for the old man to do acupuncture for a full week, but the muscles and bones will hurt a little. Please bear with it, young master. "

"what!!!"

"Zigui, Zigui. Senior!"

"Don't worry, it's only the last few stitches. That... the old man's set of needles goes to the back... the more... the pain..."

"Why didn't you say it earlier! Quack doctor, you..."

"Xiao...Xiao Luo..."

"How are you?"

"No...it's okay." Xue Zerui twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to put on a smile, but unexpectedly, it was self-defeating, and instead grinned.

Ling Luo felt distressed when he saw it, and stroked the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, "Save yourself, you still have to endure."

"Hmm... ah!!!"

"What are you doing! Don't you want to let me know if you need an injection?"

"Hehe, as the saying goes, when a sharp knife cuts through the mess, it should be broken..."

"Shut up." Ling Luo looked down, but saw that Xue Zerui was obviously unconscious, his teeth were clenched because of the pain, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Zigui, Zigui, let go, you will hurt yourself." Ling Luo forcefully opened Xue Zerui's mouth, and saw that he had bitten his tongue.

"It hurts...it hurts..."

"Be patient, be patient..."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow..."

"Senior, how many needles are left?"

"Three...needles." The doctor stretched out three stubby fingers and shook them.

"Come on then."

"Son, you...?"

"Son!"

But it turned out that Ling Luo lifted up his sleeve and stuffed his right wrist into Xue Zerui's slightly opened mouth.

"My lord, it's absolutely impossible!"

"Master, there are towels here, you really don't need..."

"The towels are fluffy and don't matter."

"My lord, you won't be able to bear this."

"Don't need to say too much, senior, let's get the needle."

"The old man is really good at acupuncture."

"Well."

"Young Master!" The moment the needle was inserted, Xue Zerui clenched Ling Luo's wrist tightly. Ling Luo suffered from pain, and his back that was originally straight suddenly became fatigued. Chi Tong stepped forward to catch it in time.

"Young master, woo woo...Young master, are you okay... woo woo..."

"I'm... fine."

"Again... come."

The doctor followed the same pattern and gave the last two injections, and this "torture" was finally over.

"My lord, my lord!" Everyone looked around, only to see Ling Luo fainted in Chitong's arms, his face like gold paper.The idiot doctor stepped forward to observe his face carefully, "This is a disease of qi and blood stagnation. My son is weak and his qi and blood are insufficient. As soon as he breathes loose, he will easily faint. Take an ordinary old ginseng, slice it and soak it in water, and drink it immediately. Yes, the old man bandages the young master's hands first."

"The ginseng water is here, the ginseng water is here." The maidservant brought a bowl of light yellow water, knelt down in front of Ling Luo, and fed him a small spoonful of water.Ling Luo was unconscious, and most of the water that was fed flowed down the corner of his mouth, only a small part was swallowed.Seeing this, the other maid quickly knelt down and wiped the corners of his mouth.After feeding more than half a bowl intermittently like this, Ling Luo finally let out a □□ and slowly opened his eyes.

"Young Master, Young Master, you are awake! You can't scare Chitong like this again in the future."

"What... what's wrong?"

"Young master, you passed out just now, how do you feel now? Do you feel dizzy and nauseated?"

"I'm fine." Ling Luo said and wanted to sit up straight. Unexpectedly, her whole body felt weak, and she fell back when she straightened up a little.

"Son!"

"It's still some time before the needle is pulled out, you might as well go to bed and rest."

"That's right, my lord, the servants are serving you, take a rest." So the maids took off his shoes and socks, put his legs on the bed, waited for him to put on his clothes and lay down, and tucked him in the quilt.

Ling Luo groped for Xue Zerui's hand under the quilt, hooked it gently with his little finger, and looked sideways at his sleeping face. Due to lack of energy, he soon fell asleep too.

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