System maintenance

A lot of reeds were placed on the stone steps below the Xitang. Silently, under the order of the matchmaker, he stepped on them, and the dried reeds made a crisp sound.

This is a custom handed down from generation to generation in Qinghe Town, implying that the life of the couple after marriage is steadily improving.

It was dusk at this time, and there were layers of thick clouds and mist entrenched in the sky, and the onlookers in the town gathered outside Xiao's mansion, chewing their tongues indiscriminately.

"Bride, this visit is only once in a lifetime. You have a bitter face, how unlucky you are." The matchmaker had a festive smile on her face, persuading her earnestly.

She has seen people who lift up the red hijab to say they don’t want to marry during the worship, and also saw people who were robbed on the way, and there was a thunderbolt during the worship, but it was the first time she saw a couple stepping on the red felt with the expression of stepping on the red carpet. Like on the cliff, she was a little nervous.

The Xiao family is a big family in the town, and Xiao Qiming is well-known as a good person. It's a pity that the Xiao family's good luck didn't last long. The second son Xiao came back from a long trip to discuss business, and the whole person was insane. The third child suddenly became seriously ill eight years ago. Although he was rescued later, he couldn't do without the medicine jar. The youngest Xiao Cheng was healthy and safe, but he ate, drank, prostituted and gambled all day instead of doing business.

Fortunately, there is another young lady in the Xiao family who is well educated, well educated, smart and capable, and follows Xiao Qiming to manage the family medicine business. She is the only woman in the town who can participate in the ancestral hall's deliberations at critical moments.

For some reason, the matchmaker took out a handkerchief to cover her mouth, her sigh was swallowed by the sound of firecrackers.

Standing outside the gate of the wedding hall with the matchmaker, he pursed his lips silently. The word "bridal wife" made the corners of his mouth twitch violently, it was really hard to digest the title.

There was a painful coughing sound in my ears, but there was a strange feeling, as if a hand was pinching his throat, and the person next to him shuddered and felt extremely uncomfortable.

Shen Mo raised his head, and the man standing in front of him was tall and thin, and his appearance was extremely good-looking, but his face was so pale that he didn't look like a living person, his hands were clenched into fists and pressed against his lips, coughing suppressedly, and he looked out of place in a red robe. There was no sense of joy at all.

Just after the matchmaker reminded the couple not to miss the time, the man raised his eyelids, looked weakly at the person in front of him with his slender eyes, and quickly dropped them.

Shen Mo trembled for no reason, and at that moment he felt that he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

When the cold touch touched his hand, the dampness buried in the dark place that had not seen the sun for a long time made him feel weird, almost subconsciously. Silent shook it away forcefully, and the atmosphere became stiff in vain. The matchmaker smiled awkwardly and said a few words Auspicious words.

The hand was held again, the man coughed louder, and even his back arched.

Shen Mo has participated in many weddings, old classmates, school colleagues, family relatives, the only difference is that this time he became one of the protagonists.

The palm covering his right hand was slightly cold, and the fingertips on the back of his hand were cold. He felt very delicate in his heart, and stood silently side by side with the man in the center of the wedding hall.

The middle-aged man sitting on the top was smiling, kind and gentle. He was Xiao Qiming, the patriarch of the Xiao family. The woman sitting next to him also had a smile on his face, but that kind of smile was really hard to recall. Good impression, Xiao Qiming's original wife Su Yue'e.

"Worship heaven and earth."

"Two thanks to the high hall."

"Happy husband and wife."

The first two things went well, but this time there was an accident, and he remained silent, standing face to face with him, and the man who was much taller than him didn't move, the two seemed to be in a stalemate.

Time passed by every minute and every second, Xitang was very quiet, only the suppressed cough.

Shen Mo glanced at the man who seemed to be falling down at any moment, his brows were slightly frowned, he lowered his head slightly, his back was bent, and from the corner of his vision, he caught the man who was almost stuck in an idea, moving a step slower than him, Mo Mo's lips moved .

"Licheng."

"Send to the bridal chamber."

Because of the special nature of this wedding, the groom was physically weak and couldn't hold on to the banquet at all, so they set a precedent and asked Xiao Cheng to attend instead of his elder brother.

The marriage between the Xiao family and the Shen family is undoubtedly a laughing stock in Qinghe town, they dare not talk nonsense in the open, but spread rumors behind their backs.

The wedding candles were burning in the new house, and he was sitting silently by the bed. This body hadn’t eaten for a day, and hadn’t touched a sip of water. His chest was hungry and his back was pressed against his back. He had already heard his stomach growl several times. .

"Cough...you guys go down...cough cough..." The man lowered his head and coughed violently, his body trembling with the cough, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs.

The matchmaker was delighted when she heard it, and after explaining what was going to happen next, she left with the maid. After a busy day, if her feet didn't touch the ground, she would already be hungry.

The door creaked shut, and the new house fell into a dreary silence, in contrast to the noise in the main hall separated by a winding corridor.

Shen Mo stood up and walked to the table full of food, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea and drank it up, then poured another cup, turned around and walked over, and handed it to the panting man who was leaning on the bedpost and coughing.

The slender and fair hand took the teacup, and the pale lips sipped along the edge. The man lowered his eyes, and his tone seemed to have a slight tenderness, "How old is it?"

Shen Mo glanced at him, paused and said, "Fifteen."

Then there was another dull silence, Mo Mo was so hungry that he sat on a chair and ate food with chopsticks.

There was a knock on the door, and the cough that had been subdued sounded again, accompanied by a raised female voice outside.

"Third Young Master, your medicine is ready."

Mo Mo turned his head to look at the man who covered his mouth and coughed heavily, and the corners of his eyes were a little red. He put down his chopsticks and opened the door, and looked at the woman standing at the door with indifferent eyes. Xiao Qi's dowry maid when he married into the Xiao family, a servant in the house Everyone calls her Mama Wu.

Wu Ma stood on tiptoe and looked into the room, "This medicine, you have to drink it while it's hot. If it's cold, the effect will be gone."

"Okay." Shen Mo took the medicine bowl from her hand, turned around and entered the room, the movement to close the door was stopped by the woman's words behind her.

"Third Young Mistress, today is your day of great joy. Madam explained that, for the sake of you young couple, I specially asked the doctor to add a few medicines to the usual medicine. They are all high-quality medicinal materials. Drink them early and save Madam. Worry." Wu Ma showed a troubled expression, "I'm still waiting to take this medicine bowl back to the kitchen."

The implication was that she had to wait here while taking the medicine. Silence made an emotionless voice from her nasal cavity, which was regarded as an answer, and the next moment she slammed the door.

He put the medicine bowl on the table, looked at the man who didn't know when he stood up, "I boiled the medicine for you."

In order to complete the difficult task of this volume, 111 gave him a lot of things, but there was no invulnerable body in those things. Even if he wanted to use this opportunity to gain the trust of this man, he had no ability.

The man picked up the medicine bowl, his speed was very slow, and he drank it little by little along the mouth of the bowl, the whole process looked extremely elegant.

Shen Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, he seemed to understand something, picked up the empty bowl and walked quickly to the door, handed it to Wu Ma who was peeking into the room, and then closed the door without waiting for the other party to say anything.

There was a strong smell of medicine in the air, and the branches and leaves of an unknown plant in the corner of the wall were glowing with water. The smell of medicine was emitted from there, and it filled the room. Silence can still be concluded. He didn’t ask anything, just sat on the chair Go on and continue eating.

The man drank a few sips of tea, his protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down, as if he was swallowing something, he coughed a few times, "When the Shen family sent you here, what explanation do you have?"

"Tell me that I will be the third young master's person from now on." Shen Mo stopped chewing, and sincerity appeared in his dark eyes.

This sentence is very necessary to say, no matter how much the other party can believe, you must let the other party know that the enemy is outside the door, and you will be his confidant.

"Really..." The man's voice was soft, as if he was talking to himself, and the corners of his pale lips curled up in a strange and unknown arc.

Silently, the feeling of hairs standing on end arose again in his heart. He was suddenly full of expectations for the mission of this volume, just like facing this unpredictable man with a deep city and the Xiao family who hides countless secrets. Under the peaceful surface is the ugly and dark Qinghe Town.

One-third of the wedding candle had been burned, and most of the dishes on the table had been wiped out by silence, but the man kept his head upright, his eyelashes cast a row of faint shadows under his eyes, and he couldn't see clearly what was inside.

"Auntie said to have a cup of wine." After eating, he burped, silently pretending to be an ignorant teenager, with expectant eyes.

The man slowly opened and closed his eyes without looking up, "What else?"

The corners of Shen Mo's eyes twitched slightly, and he could only continue to pretend, "Sleep with the third young master."

The man picked up the jug and poured two glasses. The two crossed their arms, brought the wine glasses to their mouths, and looked at each other. The strange atmosphere spread. In the candlelight, they could clearly see what was in each other's eyes. One was indifferent, the other was indifferent. silence.

After Shen Mo drank the glass of wine and found that his vision was a bit blurred, he knew that he had made a mistake. This body does not hold alcohol at all.

He shook his head, got up in a daze, staggered towards the bed, and threw himself on the bed.

There was a faint cold breath approaching, his neck was covered by a pair of big palms, slowly clenched, his breathing was blocked, and he opened his mouth to let out fragmented gasps.

However, the breath re-entered his lungs the next moment, and the feeling of suffocation was gone. He moved his eyelids and fell into a deep sleep.

He woke up silently in the middle of the night, with a severe headache, and a scent of medicine in his nose. After a moment, he understood his current situation, and stared sideways at the face that was close at hand. Upon closer inspection, there was no flaw at all. It's just that the skin on the face is indeed as white as paper.

It was late autumn, the temperature in the room was very low, and there was not much heating in the bed, Mo Mo reached into his clothes and touched the wound left by the cane on his back, his eyes darkened.

Mo Mo leaned towards the man, tucked his hands in the corner of the quilt, but froze the moment he retracted it, he felt that the sleeping person beside him had stopped breathing, so he tried to call softly.

"Xiao Yisheng?"

The originally breathless person suddenly opened his eyes, and there was no wave in his slender eyes, "What's the matter?"

It was probably in the middle of the night, everything seemed inexplicably cold, Shen Mo withdrew his hand abruptly, if it was someone else, he would be frightened into a madman.

"You weren't breathing just now."

Xiao Yisheng pulled Shen Mo's hand close to his nose, breathing weakly on the palm of his hand, itching and chilly, Mo Mo broke free from the hand that was holding him.

Seemingly not surprised by the other party's behavior at all, Xiao Yisheng closed his eyes and coughed softly, "Go to sleep."

Shen Mo hummed lightly, lay down again, and slept next to Xiao Yisheng, eyes slightly closed, silent for a long time, he said, "I will not harm you."

The palm that was stretched out to rub gently on his neck was slightly cool, and he swallowed silently. He felt a layer of goose bumps on his neck, "You should get more sun."

"Didn't the Shen family mention my illness to you?" Xiao Yisheng's voice was very soft as he touched the young man's smooth neck, "I can't see too much sunlight with this illness."

Shen Mo pursed her lips, restraining herself from wanting to tear off the mask she had worn for several years now.

Okay, from now on, I will accompany you no matter how you arrange the play, it depends on who can't stand it first.

Shrouded in sleepiness, Shen Mo yawned, he tightened the quilt, turned over and lay on his side, his corner of the eye glanced at the window, but he stopped for a moment, and frowned suddenly.

Xiao Yisheng raised his eyelids, feeling a little lazy, trying to give people a gloomy feeling, "What are you looking at?"

Silence still stared at the window, and said in a low voice, "I seemed to see someone at the window just now."

"It's a stray cat passing by." Xiao Yisheng pressed his shoulders to make him lie down, but didn't retract his arms, but rested them on his waist casually.

Silently, that is definitely not a wild cat, he clearly saw a figure, who could it be?

This wedding night can be described as full of twists and turns. When the morning was approaching, Shen Mo was awakened by the sound of coughing in his ear, probably because it was too close. The sound pierced into his eardrums, and he panicked when he heard it. He stretched out his hand and went around to caress Xiao Yisheng's back , his lips brushed against his face unintentionally, pretending not to notice the momentary stiffness of the other party.

There was a voice outside the door, "Third Young Master, Third Young Mistress, I am Mama Wu, Madam asked us to come and tell you, the schedule to go to the temple to burn incense in the morning is quite rushed, so we have to leave early."

"Get up now." Shen Mo frowned, yawned tiredly, his eyes were wet, and he kept on resting before dawn. It seemed that he could not expect to sleep soundly in the future.

"Why didn't you tell me about today's incense offering?" Mo Mo asked Xiao Yisheng as he got out of bed to look for clothes.

Xiao Yisheng sat up leaning on the bed, the clothes on his body were loose, and he looked a little lazy, "Forget it."

Mo Mo, who was already dressed, didn't care about Xiao Yisheng, looked at the person in the bronze mirror, he touched his cheek, and the person in the bronze mirror did the same.

The black hair is softly attached to the fair cheeks, the facial features are beautiful and bookish, the eyes are clean and clear, the lips are full, the corners of the lips are slightly curved, and the eyebrows and eyes are smiling.

"Why is this face exactly like mine?" Shen Mo tightened his jaw and added in his heart, "I mean when I was fourteen or fifteen."

"Ding, the novel "Scenery" was published in 1912, before Mr. Shen was born at that time, so there is no possibility that the author is an admirer of Mr. Shen."

Shen Mo took a deep breath to suppress the shock in his heart, "Is this really just a novel?"

He accidentally saw a record about ancient and modern supernatural beings at school, and he began to study the connection between the past and the future.

The Shen family, silent, with exactly the same face, such a strange coincidence, if he went back to the past, 100 years ago...

"Ding, the system is under maintenance."

Mo Mo frowned, brushed away the hair in front of his forehead, and moved a little closer, the next moment his pupils shrank, and the birthmark on the left forehead was exactly the same.

A voice suddenly came from behind, "What are you looking at in the mirror?"

Shaking his head, silently suppressing the emotions on his face, he lowered his head and buttoned his clothes.

Mo Mo went to offer tea to Xiao Qiming and Su Yue'e together with Xiao Yisheng after washing up, and he also met the rumored perfect Miss Xiao Ning.

The atmosphere in the front hall was quite harmonious, the whole family gathered around the table, including the crazy Xiao He, and the sleepy Xiao Cheng.

Su Yue'e's eyes covered with fine lines were serious, "Cheng'er, where did you go last night?"

"Mother, from what you're asking, where else can I go?" Xiao Cheng picked up a plate of shredded cucumber in front of him with his chopsticks, "I was dealing with those guests for the third brother. I drank a lot and became dizzy. Just go back to sleep."

Then he pointed to the person sitting beside him, "If you don't believe me, ask Lan Zhi."

Lan Zhi lowered her head to eat the food, her hands shook when she heard this sentence, the chopsticks fell on the table, her head drooped even lower.

Xiao Cheng rolled his eyes, his face changed, he grabbed Lan Zhi's hair, and insulted viciously, "Okay, bitch, if you dare to trip me up behind your back, you'll still..."

The original harmonious atmosphere was indifferent, Xiao Ning frowned, her disgusted expression flashed past, and she said, "Fourth brother, why did you hit Lan Zhi, it's your own problem, you can't control your own hands and feet. "

Neither Mo Mo nor Xiao Yisheng raised their heads, they ate their breakfast quietly, while Xiao He on the other side clapped his hands and applauded.

With an ugly face, Su Yue'e snapped, "If you dare to go to that kind of Yanliu Lane to have a good time, I will break your leg."

Xiao Cheng let go of Lan Zhi, and muttered in a low voice, "It's so fierce, no wonder Dad looks for women outside." As soon as the words came out, he also knew that he had committed a big taboo, and sat down in a well-behaved manner.

The oppressive atmosphere was interrupted by a quick cough, Shen Mo put down his chopsticks and patted Xiao Yisheng's back. Seeing this scene, several members of the Xiao family had different expressions.

Xiao Qiming, who hadn't spoken the whole time, sighed, "Okay, let's have breakfast, how noisy is it?"

He looked at the young man who took good care of Xiao Yisheng, feeling reassured and relieved, "Xiao Mo, this will be your home from now on, if you need anything, just tell the butler Lao Li."

Shen Mo nodded in response, with a serious expression, "Father, I understand."

Turning his gaze to his third son, Xiao Qiming had love in his eyes, "Sheng'er, you look good today."

Xiao Yisheng coughed a few times, his breathing was still a little wheezing, his slender eyes were flooded, he held Mo Mo's arm, and smiled lightly in front of everyone, "Xiao Mo is fine."

Mo Mo raised his eyebrows, and Xiao Yisheng still put his hand on his lips and rubbed it lightly a few times.

Xiao Cheng pulled the corners of his mouth, and a smile appeared on his face, "Father, with Xiao Mo, a prosperous person, the third brother's complexion will get better and better."

"Jin Fu, go to the cashier and pay 300 taels." Xiao Qiming ordered in a deep voice.

The butler Jin Fu left immediately.

As soon as these words fell, Xiao Chengcheng snorted coldly, and Xiao Ning's gaze passed Su Yue'e above him calmly.

Su Yue'e put down the bowl and chopsticks, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, glanced silently, and said softly, "Master, the rules at home must not be messed up, everyone has a limit on their monthly expenses."

Xiao Qiming frowned, and sighed again, "Yue'e, they just got married, and they always need to buy some household items."

"Thank you dad." Silently, he glanced at Xiao Yisheng from the corner of his eye, and saw that his face hadn't changed a bit, and the hanging hair blocked his eyes, making him unable to see clearly.

"Crack." Xiao He suddenly yelled. He looked at Su Yue'e and said expressionlessly, "Your head is broken."

Then he yelled madly: "Dead people, many people will die..."

"Pull him down." There was a trace of undisguised panic in Su Yue'e's voice, and she ordered loudly.

Xiao He was brought back to the house by the servants in the mansion, and the atmosphere on the table could no longer be peaceful, including the servants who were waiting on the side, they were all immersed in Xiao He's strange words just now.

The breakfast was so hard to swallow, Shen Mo and Xiao Yisheng walked towards the residence, when passing by the flower garden, he had someone pruning the branches and leaves, and suddenly remembered the unknown plant in the house.

Could there be something else he didn't know about.

The winding corridor twists and turns, Shen Mo stopped and took out a bank note from his arms and handed it over, "This is 300 taels from my father."

"Let you go." Xiao Yisheng looked at the young man with slightly deep eyes, and quickly recovered.

"Is there anything you're missing?" Shen Mo put away the bank notes, and put his hands in his sleeves, "I bought them on the way back from the temple."

Lowering his head and glancing at the young man beside him, Xiao Yisheng lowered his eyes, "I was missing one thing before, but now I don't lack it."

Shen Mo raised an eyebrow, could it be him?

"Can I know the mission target's attitude towards me? For example, the common favorability percentage."

"Ding, this involves the emotions and desires of human beings, and the related content includes the fluctuation of hormone concentration caused by emotional changes..."

"Keep it short."

"Ding, no."

"There is a saying that I have wanted to say for a long time. There are many loopholes in this system, and it is basically a half-finished product."

"Ding, boy, you are very witty."

"Award."

After Silence communicated with the voice in his head for a short time, the frown could be knotted.

The Xiao family has a rule of the Xiao family, the newcomers have to go to the Tanxiang Temple in Lingshan to offer incense and worship their ancestors on the second day.

The sky was occupied by dark clouds. In the morning, several carriages set off from the gate of the Xiao Mansion. Passers-by saw the carriage signs and gave way one after another.

Mo Mo sat in the carriage with his legs crossed, holding a cup of tea in his hands, and there was a book on the long and small table in front of him. From the time he got on the carriage until now, he didn't see Xiao Yisheng reaching out to turn it over.

"water."

Silently twitched the corner of his mouth and handed it to him.

Xiao Yisheng pursed his mouth lightly, raised his hand to push away the hair on his forehead, and stared into his eyes, "Why are you looking so engrossed?"

"Your eyelashes are really long." The long eyelashes drooped down, like a small black brush, fluttering slightly, and Shen Mo stretched out his fingers to brush over them.

This is the first time that he has seen a man so that he can see to this extent, just like the text said, demagoguery.

If the other party's heart is not as dark as it is known, then it will not be as cold as a dead person, with no vitality in his body.

"Let's wait a while." Xiao Yisheng closed the book, closed his eyes and kept silent.

Shen Mo raised his eyebrows: "Don't you need to mark the book?"

"Here." Pointing his finger at his head, Xiao Yisheng said softly, his breathing gradually became even.

The corner of Shen Mo's mouth twitched again. He remembered when he was studying. In fact, he liked history more, but liberal arts required a lot of things to memorize. Finally, after thinking twice, he had to give up studying history and choose mathematics.

After leaving Qinghe Town, the carriage began to bump up and down. Silence rubbed his temples, leaned against the wall of the carriage, and slowly fell asleep.

When he woke up, he found himself lying on Xiao Yisheng's lap, he didn't get up immediately, but yawned, put his arms around the other's waist and tried to pretend to be asleep, when he heard a soft voice above his head.

"You talk in your sleep."

Mo Mo's heart tightened, and he walked away from his lap with a calm face, "What did I say?"

Time passed by, Xiao Yisheng looked at the boy's clear black eyes, moved his lips, "Forgot."

The veins on Shen Mo's forehead twitched, he turned sideways and opened the blanket to cover it, and then ignored Xiao Yisheng lazily.

In the eagerness of late autumn, the leaves on the mountains are all withered and yellow and fall to the ground, the big trees are bare, the cold wind is blowing, and there are not many people who come to burn incense.

Xiao Qiming and Su Yue'e walked in front, followed by Xiao Cheng and Lan Zhi. There were not many servants with them, and they were all senior in the mansion.

The last ones were Mo Mo and Xiao Yisheng. He was not tall, with thin arms and legs, and he supported Xiao Yisheng who was thinner and taller than him. It was funny to anyone who saw it.

Lan Zhi glanced back, hesitated to speak, after a while, she whispered: "Father, why don't you let third brother go back to the carriage."

"Cheng'er, you go." Xiao Qiming heard the painful coughing behind him, his expression was worried, but for some reason he quickly covered it up.

Xiao Cheng wailed bitterly: "Father, the stone steps are still long, and I have only walked halfway. Look at my body, I can't carry third brother on my back after a few steps."

Mo Mo frowned, and said calmly, "Father, let me do it."

Xiao Qiming wanted to say something, but when he reached his mouth, Su Yue'e stopped him, "Master, it's not good to be late, the ancestors will blame them."

The stone steps are very long, a thin layer of sweat has already oozed from Silence's forehead, and his breathing is no longer steady. He freed his hands to brush back the sweat-drenched hair on his forehead, and said pantingly, "Do you want to take a break?"

Xiao Yisheng nodded lightly, coughed all the way, his voice was very hoarse, and said weakly, "Go over there."

With his arms around Xiao Yisheng's waist, he walked silently to the underside of the tree over there, leaning against the big tree to breathe, exhausted enough.

Xiao Yisheng lowered his head and coughed softly, his pale cheeks were slightly flushed, and the wind was blowing his hair, giving him a morbid sense of beauty.

"I'll try to recite it to you." After a short break, Shen Mo narrowed his eyes, thinking about something, then he squatted in front of him, pursing his lips, "Come up."

There was no movement for a long time, he turned his head to look, and saw the man staring at him, something seemed to flow in his slender eyes, he couldn't see clearly, he moved closer, but there was still nothing.

But he knows that today's trip has gained a lot.

Staring at the few people who were a little far away from them with gloomy eyes, Xiao Yisheng withdrew his gaze, held Silence's hand, put his index finger between his lips, and sucked off the blood scab on it, but did not let go of his hand.

"The thorns are poisonous, go back to the medicine hall to get ideas for banyan and redwood."

Shen Mo raised his eyebrows. He accidentally ran into a flower next to the stone steps on the road, and his finger was pricked. He didn't take it seriously. He didn't expect the other party to be so observant.

In fact, even without him, the Xiao family will belong to this person sooner or later, depending on when the other party wants it.

The ancestors of the Xiao family were enshrined in this temple. Xiao Qiming took the lead and went to offer incense and worship one by one. Women were not allowed to enter, but could only stand outside.

After all the men in the Xiao family except Xiao He finished offering incense, Xiao Qiming proposed to transcribe a few chapters of scriptures, while Mo Mo and Xiao Yisheng followed the host to the meditation room.

Lan Zhi accompanied Su Yue'e to wait in the small pavilion outside, Xiao Cheng said that he walked around and ran away.

Coming out of the meditation room, Xiao Yisheng held a red rope in his hand, on which was a delicate little lucky bag, and he put the lucky bag around Shen Mo's neck.

"Go for a walk around." After he finished speaking, he walked out.

Shen Mo put the lucky bag into his clothes, looked at his back with dark eyes, and then quickly followed.

The temple is very large, surrounded by big trees in the sky, and there is a river behind the mountain. The water on the side is very shallow, and stones of different sizes can be seen clearly.

The two stood silently by the river, the cold wind blowing the corners of their clothes, rattling.

"When I helped you undress last night, I found that you had an injury on your back." Xiao Yisheng said suddenly, his voice was still very soft, and he had no strength.

Silence did not speak, he hadn't thought of how to reply, could it be that he knocked it himself?fell?Those wounds were obviously man-made.

After a while, Xiao Yisheng said again, "Tomorrow I will go back to Shen's house with you."

"Hmm." Shen Mo gave him a weird look.

"I met you once a year ago." Xiao Yisheng looked sideways and looked down at the top of the boy's hair, "When you saw me at that time, you would hide in fear." Finally he smiled softly, "I Diseases are not contagious.”

Shen Mo pursed his lips, then let go, thinking, of course I know that your disease is not contagious, because you are not sick at all.

"The Shen family married you to Chongxi, do you know what Chongxi is?"

"know."

Now Xiao Yisheng was surprised, he slightly bent his lips, and a meaningful smile flashed across.

Shen Mo drank two bowls of porridge in the morning, and now he wanted to find a place to relieve himself, "You wait for me here, I will go to the woods to do some business." After finishing speaking, he ran away quickly.

Staring at the running figure of the young man, Xiao Yisheng narrowed his slender eyes and muttered to himself, "Who the hell are you..."

After finishing the solution, he found that he was lost, and when he walked around the woods a few times and came out, it was already half a stick of incense time. He walked to the river along the way he came, and saw Xiao Yisheng was swimming in the water. .

"Go back, Dad should be copying the scriptures soon."

"Let's go, ma'am." Xiao Yisheng patted the dust off his hands, raised his chin slightly, his voice was caught in the wind, giving people an illusion of gentleness.

Mo Mo paused, the corners of his eyes twitched, and his proud reason and control once again played a role.

His lowered eyes opened slightly when he saw a leaf on the sole of Xiao Yisheng's shoe who was walking in front. There were no trees along the road from the backyard to the river, only in the woods he just entered, and there were not many.

Silence seems to have cleared up his thoughts, but it feels unbelievable.

When they appeared in the pavilion, they saw Lan Zhi pacing back and forth anxiously, while Su Yue'e was talking to Xiao Qiming, and the servants who followed were not there.

Silence didn't care about Xiao Jia Yisheng who didn't cough along the way, who coughed loudly, looked at Lan Zhi, and asked aloud, "What happened?"

"Your fourth brother hasn't come back yet." Lan Zhi wiped away the tears from her eyes, clasped her hands tightly, and looked extremely disturbed, "The servants have searched for it several times, but they all said they couldn't find it, what should I do?"

Shen Mo frowned lightly, he didn't understand why this woman, who was very good in conversation and appearance, had so much affection for Xiao Cheng.

After staying on the mountain for a long time, the servants in the mansion and the monks in the temple almost searched all the places nearby, but they didn't find Xiao Cheng.

After going down the mountain, Xiao Qiming went to find the mayor, and the guards of the ancestral hall went to search the mountain.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Cheng came back in the evening with injuries all over his body. His face was beaten so badly that he couldn't see his face anymore. He looked very strange and kept saying that he had seen a ghost.

Due to the great commotion of Xiao Cheng's return, the gatekeepers of Xiao's mansion and the passing servants witnessed Xiao Cheng yelling in the yard covered in blood, and the rumors were spread widely. Even though Su Yue'e ordered everyone not to spread the word, the people in the town still knew about it because there were so many people talking about it.

The Xiao family is very evil, the second child is a lunatic, the third child is a medicine jar, and the only normal fourth child is going crazy.

Going back from Xiao Cheng's side, he walked silently and yawned. He didn't sleep well last night, and today he got up again to burn incense in the morning. When he came back, he was still busy dealing with Wu Ma in the kitchen.

Now it is the fifth task, and he found that one volume is more difficult than the first one. Thinking about it this way, Shen Mo couldn't calm down, footsteps came from the other end of the corridor, Shen Mo looked up and saw the person coming, and called out: "Elder Sister."

Xiao Ning walked over with a calm expression, "Third brother is not in good health, and it is going to be winter soon. His body is cold, so you should remember the things you usually avoid. You should pay more attention every day. The Xiao family is looking for yours." Birthday horoscope, I hope you can help the third brother, you must know that it is not so easy to be the third young mistress of the Xiao family."

"Yes." Silence bowed his head in response.

Xiao Ning hesitated for a while before speaking: "In the future, when you do that...that kind of thing, you should work harder, so as not to make the third brother tired."

Shen Mo lowered his eyes, still pretending to be obedient: "Okay." In this volume, he is most afraid of confronting this woman.

"Go back, it's getting late." Xiao Ning looked at her silently, and waved him away.

After Shen Mo and Xiao Ning separated, he walked faster and faster, and finally ran. When he ran back out of breath, he heard a coughing sound from the room, which was long and deep, as if something was blocking his airway.

He pushed open the door hard, and seeing the scene in front of him, his face suddenly sank.

Several servants in the room bent over and saluted: "Third Young Mistress."

"What do you want to do?" Shen Mo protected Xiao Yisheng behind him, he didn't see the emotional fluctuation in the man's eyes at that moment.

The people present saw the young man's protective appearance, but no one took it seriously. First, because everyone in the town knew that the Shen family treated the young man like an animal, just wearing the skin of the young master. Second, It is the third young lady who is only in her teens and has not yet grown up. What status can she have in the mansion.

Wu Ma winked at several servants, and they all took a step back and stood beside them.

"Oh, the third young mistress has wronged us, and servants can only obey the master's orders."

"Mother Wu, didn't you drink the medicine once at night?" Pointing to the overturned medicine on the table, his expression was not very good in silence, "What are those?" Slender silver needles were scattered around, and there were several There was blood on the needles.

"The madam was worried that the third young master was exhausted, so she called a doctor to give the young master acupuncture." Glancing at the man who was guarded by a young man behind him, he was sick and really useless, and sarcasm flashed in Wu Ma's eyes. Seriously, just a sick ghost.

She sighed: "But the young master said to wait for the third young mistress to come back."

"I should worry about his lack of energy." Mo Mo frowned, he wasn't worried that Xiao Yisheng would be physically exhausted on the bed, that was unscientific.

Hearing the boy's words, the expressions on the faces of the servants in the room, including Wu Mama, all had the same meaning: I'm really not ashamed.

"Then since the three young mistresses have said so, I'll tell Madam right now." Wu Ma bowed perfunctorily, and asked people to pack up their things and leave.

Shen Mo went to close the door with a sullen face, and came back to stare at Xiao Yisheng who was sitting on the chair with his head bowed and motionless.

This man can really bear it. Are you sure he can come back or believe he will stand up?

After the anger subsided, he asked silently and calmly, "Where did you get stabbed?"

The man unbuttoned the messy clothes that had been ripped apart. There were several clear pinholes on his chest, oozing with blood. Against the backdrop of the pale skin around him, he looked strangely eerie.

Mo Mo waved away the sudden thought of wanting to lick the blood off the blood, and wiped off the concoction on the table by himself. He didn't trust the maid who came from Shen's house, so he was lazy.

After all the work, I saw the man sitting motionless on the chair, and the silent voice was quite calm, "Why are you still sitting here? Aren't you sleeping?"

Xiao Yisheng raised his eyes, his eyes were a little blurred by the candlelight, he got up and blew out the lamp and went to bed.

The word “Happy” was still on the windows of the house, and the two of them were covered with the same red quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks, and there was no distance between them under the quilt.

"Angry?"

The voice that comes to my ears is low, I close my eyes in silence