White Rabbit Breeding Manual

The sun was setting and the sky was overcast, with only a few rays of the setting sun peeking out from the clouds, it seemed that there was going to be a heavy snowfall.

The yard was as quiet as ever, and the sound of gurgling was even more obvious.That was when Chuning saw the weather was cold, and found a small red clay stove to warm the wine, so that he could drink it when Shen Han came back.

It's been half a month since the big wedding day, Shen Renhong, the master of the Shen family, came back from Zhenyuan Fort today, and Shen Han disappeared early in the morning.

In the past half a month, Chu Ning has not been idle. He saw that the flower gardens in Shen Han's yard were all deserted and looked a bit desolate, so he asked Shen Han to plant a lot of flowers, trees and herbs from his private bank.Mrs. Shen did not know how to get the news, so she sent people to send many cold-resistant herbal seedlings, and a batch of plum blossoms. The yard was filled with red and green colors, and there was fresh snow on it. It looked a bit like home. .

At this moment, Chu Ning was squatting by the edge of the flowerbed, holding a small shovel to change the position of a small medicinal seedling. He was wearing a new Lingyun brocade coat with a fox fur coat, and beside him was an exquisite old Small hand stove.A few days ago, Shen Han saw that he was cold, so he gave him this small hand stove, saying that he would use it to play casually.

"Why did you put it on the ground?" An Yi asked a rare question, his figure flashed, before Chuning saw his figure clearly, he had already picked up the small hand stove and placed it in his palm.

Chuning raised his head, and wiped the thin sweat on his forehead with his thin hands. He didn't realize that he accidentally wiped a mud mark, but wondered how An Yi, who has always seldom spoke, valued this small hand stove so much: "I think Changing the position of this medicine seedling, isn’t it because my hands are dirty, I’m afraid it will get dirty.”

Anyi took out the handkerchief and handed it to him, then looked at the small hand stove carefully, and said: "It's been a long time since I saw this thing, it was carved by my grandfather when the young master was practicing martial arts with his grandfather in Lingxue Mountain... It’s better not to leave this thing everywhere.”

Chu Ning was stunned for a moment, seeing An handing him back a small hand stove, he quickly squatted down and washed his hands in the small bucket, wiped them carefully with a handkerchief, and then took it.

As soon as An returned the small hand stove, he used lightness kung fu again and didn't know where he was going, but Chuning sat on the edge of the stone table, looking at the small hand stove by the light of the small red clay stove.

The hand stove is made of wood, and the species of wood is unclear. Under the action of warmth, it exudes the fragrance of wood.The pattern on it is exquisite, vaguely a figure of Han character, the pattern is old, but it is obvious that the edges and corners were deliberately polished at the beginning of carving to avoid scratches, and it can be seen that the person who carved this hand stove put a lot of thought into it.

Shen Han did not study the secret books of the Shen family, but went to Lingxue Mountain to practice martial arts. The master was his grandfather Chongxu.Before he opened his business, he lived in Lingxue Mountain most of the time, except for making public appearances at the Shen family.At that time, many people in Jianghu only knew that he was eccentric by nature, free and easy, and walked alone with a sword and a horse, but they had never seen him in real life.

Shen Han didn't return to his home until later when the old leader Shen made an appointment to fight the old man Chongxu, and the two died together and hid at the bottom of Lingxue Cliff.

Chu Ning couldn't help thinking how pure and quiet the Lingxue Mountain where Shen Han grew up should be.The place where Shen Han grew up, I really hope to have the opportunity to see its scenery.Otherwise, when Shen Han no longer needs him, just go and have a look?

Chuning imagined that one day he would be able to go to the Lingxue Mountain and see the scenery that Shen Han had seen since he was a child. He couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, and smiled idiotically while holding the small hand stove.

As if he had a tacit understanding, as soon as Chuning looked up, he saw Shen Han outside the arch.

The gloomy clouds reveal the few rays of the setting sun, and the snow-covered courtyard is full of red plum blossoms. The beloved young hero in Xuanyi walks with the three-foot green front. For a moment, I felt that even my breathing was disturbed.

However, when Shen Han approached, Chu Ning saw that he had a wound on his head, stood up hastily, forgot to restrain his tone, and asked, "What's going on?"

Shen Han reached out his hand to steady the young man who was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. Seeing the warm wine on the table, he put down the long sword and poured a bowl. Regardless of the bleeding on his forehead, he drank and said, "It's just a small injury, nothing serious. hinder."

"I... Fortunately, I just made the medicine a few days ago, so I'll go get it." Chuning was so anxious that his normally pale and bloodless cheeks were covered with powder.

"Yeah." Shen Han answered him, and it was the back of the young man running away who answered him.

Tsk, running so fast, I'm not afraid of falling.Shen Han thought in his heart, but he still drank the wine peacefully on his face. The wine was hot, which unknowingly warmed his limbs and bones, making people think of the little ghost who ran away again.

Not long after, Chuning came back with a porcelain bottle containing his newly made wound medicine in his hand. After some running, the frail young man's face was flushed, and thin sweat was still on his forehead. He asked, "I'll paint it for you." ?”

Shen Han looked at the mud marks on Chu Ning's forehead, stretched out his index finger to wipe away the sweat and mud marks.Seeing that Chuning was stunned, he gave up the seat in front of him, bent down so that Chuning could reach him, and said, "Give it up."

How could this man be so calm?Chuning was frightened by his slightly intimate gesture just now, but what he is most worried about now is the injury on his head.

Chuning opened the medicine jar, and carefully cleaned it with a handkerchief dipped in hot water. The wound was not deep, but it was quite long, and it was especially ferocious on the smooth skin, which made Chuning feel distressed.Shen Han studied under the old man Chongxu. In Biandu, ordinary people can't hurt Shen Han, let alone in this kind of place, did he get hurt because he didn't fight back?Remembering that he went back to Taiji Mountain Villa to meet Leader Shen today, Chuning vaguely guessed something in his heart, and the expression on his little face became even more complicated.

While Chu Ning was imagining many dramatic plots in his mind, Shen Han closed his eyes peacefully and meditated. The fragrance of plum blossoms was inhaled with his breath, and the touch of his soft little hands on his head was light and cool.

"Okay." Chuning tied the cloth strips, and the wound was almost perfectly bandaged.

Shen Han handed the small hand stove on the table to Chuning, and was satisfied to see his red fingertips slowly recovering from the cold, so he turned his head to study the medicine, and said casually: "This medicine is good, this pure winter thorn I have only seen it at my grandfather's anointing."

Chu Ning thought to himself, that is, Yao Shigu's attainments in Qihuang medicine are second only to Xiaoyaomen in the Northeast. He endured humiliation and survived, and indirectly acquired a lot of skills from that old genius doctor.

Shen Han stared at him for a while with black eyes, and suddenly asked without hesitation: "Why do you carry this winter thorn ointment with you, does the old genius doctor often abuse/treat you?" After asking, he thought for a while, and then added: "Think Say what you say."

Chu Ning was startled by his question, and said, "The old genius doctor is very kind to me. He... um... I might use it if he keeps it on hand. Didn't I just use it today?" He hesitated in his heart, still afraid After Shen Han knew about his affairs in Pharmacist's Valley, he even lost the chance to continue pretending to be Mrs. Shen, so he stared seriously at Shen Han's deep eyes, trying to convince him.

Shen Han listened, but his complexion gradually faded, he got up and took the sword, and said: "It's getting late, go back to the room early."

After saying that, he walked away, leaving Chuning staring at his back, not knowing what he did wrong.

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At night, the sky that had been gloomy for a day really started to snow heavily.

With drooping eyelashes and a pale complexion, Chu Ning waited in front of Shen Han's bed with half a copper basin of freshly mixed warm water.

The boy was thin and thin, with his head down, unable to see his expression clearly, his slender fingers were tightly grasping the rim of the copper basin.

In the evening, Shen Han's sudden indifference was like a sharp thorn in his soft heart. The more he thought about it, the more his heart beat, the deeper and deeper the pain became.

In his 16 years of life, in order to survive, he was forced to please all kinds of people, his father, his brother, the hall masters of the Nihuang sect... He was afraid of making mistakes, he was afraid of punishment, he was afraid of In the confined space, he was afraid of pain and death. Before meeting Shen Han, he seemed to be afraid too much.But ever since he met Shen Han, he can block the plum blossom sword without fear of pain, and he can resist the old genius doctor without fear of death. The only thing he fears seems to be gain and loss.

Shen Han's indifference made him feel that long-lost fear, a suffocating feeling that would overwhelm others, making him want to struggle and keep him, and the only way he knew was to please.

So Shen Han, who had just finished taking a bath, opened the door and saw this scene.

Shen Han's middle clothes were loosely worn on his body, and his long hair like crow's feathers hung down, a few strands were still damp, obviously he did not expect Chuning's arrival.

He stared at Chu Ning with black eyes, frowned, moved his figure, and came to Chuning, trying to take down the copper basin from the young man's hand, but Chuning raised his head, the rabbit's eyes were foggy and pale His lips were still trembling, and he opened his mouth to beg him: "I..."

As soon as the word "I" came out of his mouth, Shen Han pointed at his dumb acupoint and allowed him to open his mouth, but no sound came out of his throat.

Shen Han is not stupid, looking at the situation, how can he not understand why he came, he took the copper basin from Chuning's hand, looked at him for a while with a complicated expression, then suddenly pressed his right hand on the forehead of the young man Yubai, Chu Ning was pushed back slightly, looking at him with red eyes but unable to speak.

Shen Han covered the red rabbit eyes with the other hand, frowned, looked at him with some hatred in his black eyes, and said a little irritably, "Chuning, I'm not them."

As if he didn't want to see Chuning's next expression, he hugged the boy to the side of the bed in that position, shook off the bedding and blew on the lamp, saying, "Sleep."

Chu Ning was lying on his side in the bed, it was late at night, and in the master bedroom there was only faint light from the carved window through the window paper. He couldn't see Shen Han's movements clearly, but he knew that after he said he was going to sleep, he was really lying on his bed. Beside her, her breathing was calm, as if she was really asleep.

Chu Ning's heart skipped a beat, Shen Han said that he was not them, so he was angry because he was angry with himself/lightly/self/badly?But this kind of thing is really nothing to him. He used to be forced to serve his father, but for Shen Han, he was willing.Then why did Shen Han suddenly change his face about his lying?

It was probably because what he had experienced today was too tiring, and after thinking about it, the boy fell into a dreamland.

Listening to Chuning's steady breathing, Shen Han, who was lying on his back as if falling asleep, opened his eyes. His black pupils were clear, apparently he had been awake all the time.He turned sideways and looked at Chu Ning who was sleeping with his head propped up.

The teenager's sleeping posture gradually stopped curling up into a ball after his hard work during this time, but naturally stretched out into a comfortable posture, looking more and more like what he should have at his age.

However, Shen Han frowned angrily, pursed his lips, and pulled up the quilt to cover Chuning's hand stretched out from the quilt.

He thought, tsk, it just looks like that.