brother don't run

A group of people hurried on the road, Mu Xianyang rode a bay red horse in the middle of the team, while Qiu Lichen sat in the carriage, surrounded by several soldiers, and staggered forward.

"Stop, everyone stop." Suddenly, Mu Xianyang gave an order, and the team stopped.

He got off his horse, strode to the front of the car, raised the curtain and asked, "What's going on?"

I saw Qiu Lichen leaning against the window, his jade-like face as pale as paper, raised his eyes and gave him a cold look, then covered his mouth, turned his face out of the window, and sucked in the fresh air forcefully.

"Are you motion sick?" Just now he heard the sound of nausea from inside the car, and it really wasn't his illusion.

"Hmm..." Qiu Lichen leaned against the window weakly and took a few deep breaths.

He hadn't been in a carriage for several years. As soon as he got in today, his chest felt stuffy, and he became dizzy when the horse moved. He suppressed his discomfort and lay down in the carriage, but Mu Xianyang still found him.

"Why didn't you say it earlier." Mu Xianyang frowned, grabbed his arm and pulled him away.

"What are you doing?"

"Get out of the car and go up again after throwing up." The person who said this had a cold face, and his voice was emotionless, as if there was something dirty on him.

"You..." Unexpectedly, he would say such heartless words, Qiu Lichen trembled with anger.

"Hurry up, don't dirty the carriage." Mu Xianyang urged again.

"I'm fine." He took out the silver needle from the medicine box and pricked it on the back of his neck. His breath was immediately suppressed, and he lay back in the carriage.

"Are you really okay?" Mu Xianyang felt that something was wrong, so he asked one more question.

"Get on the road." But Qiu Lichen didn't answer, but just called softly to the coachman.

He was very disappointed in Mu Xianyang.

His Yang would never treat him like this, he really wondered if he made a mistake in going down the mountain...

Due to the effect of the needles, Qiu Lichen fell into a drowsy sleep not long after, and when he woke up, through the half-opened car curtain, he found that the sun had set and the team had stopped in a small town.

When Mu Xianyang saw him wake up, he didn't say anything. He got off his horse and strode into the inn. He gritted his teeth and jumped out of the carriage, and walked in.

"Little Er, serve the food soon." Sitting down at the table beside him, Mu Xianyang glanced around, and said displeasedly.

"Where's Quan'er? He should be hungry too." Qiu Lichen asked anxiously, not forgetting to look behind him, looking for the figure of his apprentice.

"Are you afraid that the king will abuse your apprentice?" Mu Xianyang frowned slightly as he grabbed his arm and pulled him to sit down.

Is he so unbearable in the eyes of this person?After all, he is a prince, so he doesn't bother doing things like starving children.

"That……"

Just about to ask a few more questions, a male voice interrupted Qiu Lichen's unspoken words.

"Lichen, why did you leave the valley?"

"Brother Wanqiu!" Qiu Lichen raised his eyes to see the person coming, and was also taken aback.

A handsome and handsome man in his thirties was walking towards them. He wore a large white cloak over his shoulders and a long sword hung around his waist. He was obviously away from home.

"Li Chen, I was just going to look for you in the Valley of Medicine. My father has always missed you. If I want to go out this time, I must visit you. I didn't expect to meet you here, but why did you go down the mountain suddenly?" , Feng Wanqiu stepped forward, as if wanting to chat with Qiu Lichen.

"Master Feng, you're doing well these days." Mu Xianyang took a step forward, blocking Qiu Lichen behind him.

"I don't know who it is, so it's Little Prince Mu, please be polite." Feng Wanqiu noticed Mu Xianyang and nodded immediately, but his questioning eyes kept on Qiu Lichen.

How is this going?Li Chen, who has always disliked outsiders, and hardly ever goes out of the valley, how could he be with this little overlord?

"If Master Feng is fine, you can leave first. This inn has been taken over by me." Mu Xianyang raised his head proudly, not liking this unexpected guest.

Feng Wanqiu is the current leader of the martial arts alliance, he has already become famous all over the world at a young age, and he often goes to and from the palace, and has a close relationship with his emperor's cousin, and now, judging from his tone, it seems that he and Qiu Lichen are old acquaintances.

"Master Mu, where are you going to take Li Chen?" Seeing something in Qiu Lichen's eyes, Feng Wanqiu decided to test it out.

Watching the two keep flirting, Mu Xianyang couldn't help guessing their relationship.Although it was rumored that Qiu Lichen had saved Feng Wanqiu's father's life, and it is natural for the two families to have a good relationship, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the relationship between the two was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

"Master Feng must also know that this king's mother has been lingering and sick for a long time. This time, he asked the doctor Qiu to come to the house to treat her mother." Mu Xianyang replied coldly, not wanting the other party to talk to Qiu Lichen.

"Li Chen, did he kidnap you from the Valley of Medicine?" But Feng Wanqiu didn't pay attention to Mu Xianyang, his eyes were completely on Qiu Lichen.

In order to wait for someone, Li Chen once vowed not to leave the valley until he waited. Over the years, he only made an exception once two years ago to save his father, but now he and Mu Xianyang appeared here. people?

"Even if this king kidnaps someone, it's none of your business. Don't forget that the surname of this world is Mu, not Feng." Mu Xianyang frowned coldly, and in private, whispered in Qiu Lichen's ear threaten.

"Qiu Lichen, if you don't follow me back to the mansion, even if Feng rescues you and your apprentice, I will kill everyone in this town to be buried with my mother and concubine."

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Qiu Lichen's expression became even uglier. After hesitating for a moment, he finally compromised.

"Brother Wanqiu, don't worry about me, I'm fine." Following Mu Xianyang's intention, he opened his mouth.

"Don't worry about Li Chen, if someone dares to force you, just say so, I will make the decision for you!" Feng Wanqiu said, and put his hand on the hilt of his sword.

"It's really fine, by the way, do you want to see Quan'er, Brother Wan Qiu?" Qiu Lichen came out from behind Mu Xianyang, and took a step forward with a smile.

"Quan'er is here?" Feng Wanqiu was surprised when he heard this.

"Speaking of which, you are Quan'er's adoptive father, haven't you seen him for two years?"

"Exactly, where is Quan'er, tell him to come out quickly, I really miss him." Feng Wanqiu laughed and patted him on the shoulder when he heard that his lovely adopted son was here.

Seeing that the two were chatting enthusiastically, and he couldn't speak at all, Mu Xianyang felt annoyed for a while, and kicked forward.

thump—

After the loud noise and the dust cleared, he realized that he had kicked a leg off the table in the inn, and the shopkeeper's old eyes were staring at him without blinking.

"What are you looking at!" Mu Xianyang roared, looking a little embarrassed, his brand new robe was covered with dust.

"My lord, are you hurt?" Mu Chun exclaimed, rushed up and patted the dust off the master.

"My lord is fine." With a gloomy face, he stepped forward and grabbed Qiu Lichen's hand, grabbing him and striding upstairs.

"What are you doing, let go of Li Chen!" Feng Wanqiu roared, then flew up and stopped in front of Mu Xianyang.

"Go away, I don't want to start a killing spree!" Feng Wanqiu has always been displeased, if it wasn't for the opponent's status as the leader of the martial arts alliance and being involved with the emperor, he would have taught this guy a lesson.

"Brother Wanqiu, don't hurt your peace." Seeing that the two were about to fight, Qiu Lichen took a step forward, grabbed Feng Wanqiu's arm, and stopped him with his eyes.

"But……"

"This is a matter between me and Prince Mu, please don't interfere, Brother Ban Qiu."

He didn't want to involve others because of his own affairs, anyway, after he cured old Princess Mu's illness, Mu Xianyang would naturally not embarrass him anymore.

If she turns her face on now, not only will Quan'er not be able to be rescued, but it will also implicate the people in the town, after all, the other party is a prince with power over the world.

"Okay, I don't care, just be careful." Gritting his teeth and retracting the sword, Feng Wanqiu turned and left.

In the early morning of the next day, Mu Xianyang got up early as usual.However, he didn't sleep well last night, and he always felt that his treatment of Qiu Lichen was a little too much.

In fact, he is not a moody person, but when he met Qiu Lichen, he couldn't calm down.

"Qiu..." When he came to the lobby, he was about to say hello to Qiu Lichen, but he saw someone more on the other side of the table.

"Young Master Mu, you finally got up." It was none other than Feng Wanqiu who made a big fuss at the inn with him yesterday!

"Why are you?!" Anger welled up in his heart, he grabbed Feng Wanqiu's lapel and shouted rudely.

I didn't leave last night, why did I come back again!

"Why can't it be me? I happen to be fine, can't I catch up with Li Chen?" Feng Wanqiu retorted.

"Okay, brother Wanqiu, don't make trouble anymore, I will leave the whole matter to you." Looking at the two people who stared at each other early in the morning, Qiu Lichen felt another headache.

Could it be that they were enemies in the previous life, so they quarreled when they met? !

"Young Lord Mu, for your cousin's sake, I won't argue with you anymore. Quan'er is my adopted son, and I want to take him away. As for Li Chen..."

"You can take your adopted son away, but Li Chen has to go back with me to the mansion to treat my mother's illness, so I can't leave." Seeing that Feng Wanqiu seems to be deliberately taking Qiu Lichen away, Mu Xianyang is also anxious.

Feng Wanqiu's backer is his emperor's cousin. If he really takes Qiu Lichen away when he is not prepared, he can't touch this person casually. Then he will let Qiu Lichen treat his mother's illness again. It's difficult.

"Prince Mu, I promised to treat the old concubine and I won't break my promise. You don't have to worry about me running away."

The reason why he chatted with Brother Wanqiu for a long time was because he was worried about Quan'er, now entrusting Quan'er to him, he can go to the palace to treat the old concubine with peace of mind.

"...that's good." Mu Xianyang looked dully at Qiu Lichen who had a calm face. Although he was a little doubtful about his decision, at least he let go of a big stone in his heart.

After a hasty breakfast, Feng Wanqiu took Quan'er away, Qiu Lichen got back in the carriage, and the group headed towards the capital.

Along the way, Qiu Lichen has adapted a lot, and no longer feels dizzy and nauseated, but stays in the carriage every day, and rarely gets out of the carriage except for meals.

Half asleep and half awake, he found that the carriage stopped suddenly, and intermittent groans came from his ears, and something seemed to happen outside.

"Why did you stop?" He keenly smelled a strange smell, and reached out to lift the car curtain.

"Don't come out." The car curtain was pulled down to cover it tightly, and it was Mu Xianyang without looking.

"What happened outside? I want to get out of the car and take a look." Mu Xianyang rushed to the capital with all his heart, and would not stop for no reason. Something must have happened.

"It's okay, keep going."

"My lord, no way, there seems to be a plague ahead, let's take a detour." The coachman pulled the restless horse vigorously, but he still couldn't control the carriage from shaking.

"Plague?" Upon hearing these two words, Qiu Lichen ignored Mu Xianyang's stop, opened the curtain and jumped out of the carriage.

Looking up, there was devastation everywhere, and on the path overgrown with weeds, there were several thin and yellow-faced men lying here and there, making hoarse coughing sounds.

"Go in quickly." Seeing him coming out, Mu Xianyang's expression changed drastically, and he pulled him and pushed him into the carriage.

"Don't stop me!" He broke free from Mu Xianyang's grasp, and rushed to the fallen patients desperately, grabbed the hand of a skinny old man to feel his pulse.

"Qiu Lichen, get up for me." Mu Xianyang shouted, but did not approach him.

This is a plague, not a minor illness. If he is infected, who will treat his mother?

"My lord, I can cure this disease." Qiu Lichen said without looking back as he let go of the old man's hand and looked at the other person's condition.

The doctor's parents felt that since he had promised to save the old Princess Mu, he would not break his promise, but he would never do it if he wanted to watch these poor people suffer and stand idly by.

"No, I won't make fun of my mother's life." Mu Xianyang still refused.

"If the lord disagrees, kill me with a knife and take my body back." Qiu Lichen didn't expect him to be so selfish, so he decided to go all out.

"You...you're mad at me!" Mu Xianyang was so angry that he was trembling all over, but he couldn't move him. Mu Xianyang's eyes were red.

"My lord, who is raised by their parents, do you really have the heart to see them die?" Qiu Lichen's heart ached when he picked up a child who was only five or six years old, and he couldn't help sighing.

"That's all, that's all, I'll do as you please." Seeing the moaning patient on the ground, Mu Xianyang couldn't bear it anymore. In addition, Qiu Lichen insisted on staying, so he couldn't force his way.

As soon as he nodded, Qiu Lichen went back to the car and took out the medicine box, took out the vial, poured out a few pills, and handed them to the sickest people.

Asking these patients about the situation in the village, Qiu Lichen pondered for a while, then looked at Mu Xianyang, "My lord, if you want me to go back home with you as soon as possible, you have to help me."

There are not many medicines in his medicine cabinet, not enough to treat everyone, and manpower is needed to arrange patients and clean up the environment.

"What can I help you with?"

"Your Majesty, please let the guards go to the medicine shop in the next town to see if there are any of these medicines." Handing a few medicines to him, Qiu Lichen said bluntly: "Then send some people to take the medicines in the village. The sick gather together and clear a clean place for them to recuperate."

"Okay, it's up to you." Mu Xianyang summoned Mu Chun and ordered him to order the guards to do as Qiu Lichen asked.

With his consent, Qiu Lichen immediately took out the preventive medicine and distributed it to Mu Xianyang's subordinates, asking them to help collect herbs and treat the villagers.

"I'll thank the prince on their behalf." After finishing all this, he bent down and gave Mu Xianyang a salute, smiling.

"You're welcome, I did this for my mother." Mu Xianyang turned his head unnaturally, his handsome face flushed slightly.

what happened to him?Qiu Lichen just smiled at him, and his heart beat wildly...

Having said that, it was the first time he had seen this man's smile, and those light-colored thin lips were drawn up softly, like the spring sun that can warm people's hearts.

An unprecedented sense of joy filled his chest, making him feel warm all over, and he almost floated up.

For a whole afternoon, Qiu Lichen was busy diagnosing and prescribing for the villagers, and directed the guards to place the patients, separating the seriously ill from the villagers who had just developed the disease and those who were not yet infected.

Not long after, the guard who went to find the medicinal materials came back.

A group of people were busy, only Mu Xianyang moved a chair and sat by the wall, watching them busy with nothing to do.

Qiu Lichen glanced at the little prince, then looked at the pile of medicinal herbs that had just been collected, his eyes rolled and he thought about it.

He walked up to Mu Xianyang and bowed, "My lord, Li Chen dares to ask you to do me a favor."

"What's the matter?" Mu Xianyang asked after being slightly taken aback.Didn't you already ask the guards to help him?what else?

"My lord, please crush these herbs into fine powder." As he spoke, he stuffed a pair of utensils into his hand.

"What, you want me to do this kind of rough work?" Mu Xianyang stared at him dumbfounded.

"It's a matter of necessity. The matter of making medicine is very important. I don't feel relieved to let others do it, so I want to trouble the prince."

In fact, he is not worried about handing over such trivial matters as making medicine to others, but the little prince is on the sidelines as if nothing has happened, so he really can't stand it.

"Is the pounding of medicine really important?" Mu Xianyang raised his eyebrows lightly as he touched his chin.

"Seriously, if the medicine is not mixed well, half of the medicine's effect will be lost." Qiu Lichen nodded.This is also true.

"This king has never made medicine before, are you afraid that this king will not do well?" Hearing this, Mu Xianyang's tone was a little loose.

Saving people is a good thing, not to mention that Qiu Lichen is asking him now, if he helps, it will be a big favor!

"Don't worry, my lord, I will teach you naturally."

After Qiu Lichen finished speaking, he took the equipment and demonstrated it carefully for him, instructed him to follow suit, and then left to continue treating patients.

Mu Xianyang looked at the medicinal herbs in his hands, rolled up his sleeves, put the medicinal herbs into the mortar like a gourd, and pounded them, and quickly crushed the medicinal herbs into fine powder.

Touching the finely divided herbs, he squatted on the ground in a daze, tilting his head in confusion.

It's strange, why does he feel that it's not the first time he made medicine, but he is a little prince, let alone making medicine, he has never even seen the medicinal materials on weekdays.

"My lord, is the medicine ready?" Qiu Lichen just came over to check on the progress, but he didn't expect that all the herbs were already smashed.

"Yes, everything is fine." Standing up, Mu Xianyang patted the dust on his body as if nothing had happened, so that Qiu Lichen could not see his strangeness.

"..." Glancing at his finished product, Qiu Lichen suddenly stopped talking.

It was Mu Xianyang's first time making medicine, and he did it quickly and well, not at all like a novice...

Is it...

No, if he is really that person, how could he treat him like this before, and he hasn't recognized him yet...

"Why, what did this king do wrong?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Mu Xianyang couldn't help becoming nervous.

"No, no. If the lord is fine, come here to help." Qiu Lichen smiled slightly, and called two guards to carry down the pounded medicinal materials, and decocted them into medicinal soup according to the amount, divided into external application and internal administration.

Now there are more important things.Some villagers have already suffered from sepsis. If the bleeding is not bandaged in time, even if they are given medicine, they may not live for long.

"Hurry up and help." Commanding the guards behind him, Mu Xianyang also followed up.

He took the strips of cloth from Qiu Lichen, followed his example, and wrapped them up for the villagers with all his might.

Even weirder things happened. He thought he would make a mess, but he didn't expect to get into battle, but he seemed to be familiar with it, and there was no trouble at all.

Seeing his quick hands and feet, Qiu Lichen simply handed over all the injured to him, while she watched from the sidelines.

Is he really not Yang?Qiu Lichen had some doubts in his heart.

Yang is not left-handed, but he is always used to using his left hand when bandaging others. He didn't know it at the beginning, until he cut herbs and hurt his hand once, and Yang bandaged him.

The Lord Mu in front of him is the same as Yang, the cloth strips are wrapped from right to left, this is so similar!

It was night, and everyone found an inn, and cleaned it inside and out, and the guards who had been busy all day rested in the vacated lobby.Mu Xianyang and Qiu Lichen slept in the room on the second floor.

Tired all day, Qiu Lichen ate a few mouthfuls of dry food and fell asleep, but Mu Xianyang couldn't fall asleep. He stood by the window, staring at his hands absentmindedly.

Why does he always feel that what he did today has been done before?

And he also found that Qiu Lichen often secretly looked at him today, but he always felt that Qiu Lichen was looking at someone, not him, but through him...

"Lichen, Lichen." After thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure out why, he strode to Qiu Lichen's door and called a few times.

No one responded for a long time, he pushed open the door and walked in.

Qiu Lichen was lying on the bed, the quilt covering his body almost fell to the ground, he bent down to pick it up without hesitation, and covered Qiu Lichen's body, everything was so natural.

"...What's wrong with me?" After doing all this, he was stunned again.

In just one day, everything changed. In the past, except for his mother, he never covered anyone else with quilts, but now he did it for Qiu Lichen as a matter of course, and this scene seemed so familiar.

"Yang..." In his sleep, Qiu Lichen moaned unconsciously, and suddenly reached out to grab his hand.

Mu Xianyang was unprepared, he was caught straight, he was whipped twice, but he didn't break free.

"Yang, don't leave me again..." Qiu Lichen frowned, seeming to be in pain.

"Don't worry, this king will not leave you." Mu Xianyang's heart softened when he heard this loud call, and he sat down on the edge of the bed, allowing him to hold on.

With his pale face and bloodless lips, looking at him like this, he must be tired during the day, so it's better not to wake him up.

"Hmm..." Hearing Mu Xianyang's promise, the person on the bed finally calmed down, and his brows relaxed.

"Go to sleep, I just want to be with you." Mu Xianyang smiled and lay down beside him with his clothes on.

The faint scent of herbs wafted from Qiu Lichen's body, which calmed his disturbed thoughts a lot. He gently rubbed the hand in his palm, feeling drowsiness gradually settling on him.

Suddenly, he heard an unusual noise outside the window, opened his eagle eyes and looked out the window, only to see a black shadow flash and then disappear.

Who is so bold that he dared to attack him in the middle of the night? Could it be that he had eaten the heart of a bear?

In order not to startle the enemy, he pushed the sleeping Qiu Lichen to the inside of the bed, while he lay on the outside, waiting for the assassin to come in.

After a cup of tea, the assassin couldn't hold back, and entered through the window with a dagger in his hand. Seeing a person lying on the bed in the dark, he raised his knife and stabbed him without hesitation.

"Hmph, with this little ability, I still want to assassinate, I want to die!" Mu Xianyang suddenly opened his eyes, flew up, kicked the assassin's arm, and the dagger fell to the ground.

The assassin was surprised when the sneak attack failed, but he immediately drew a dagger from his waist and stabbed at Mu Xianyang.

"My lord, be careful." Hearing the sound of fighting, Qiu Lichen woke up with a start, and when he saw an assassin, he called out immediately.

"Don't worry, he can't touch me." Mu Xianyang knocked the assassin to the ground three or two times, and then pinched the assassin's jaw to prevent him from committing suicide, "Quickly tell me, who sent you here!"

"Kill me, I won't say it." The assassin was obviously a dead man, and he was unwilling to say a word.

When Mu Xianyang got angry, he wanted to teach him a lesson, but was stopped by Qiu Lichen.

"My lord, let me come."

Mu Xianyang snorted, tapped the assassin's numb point, and handed the assassin to him.

"It's not going to feel good when I'm stuck with this needle, do you want to tell me?" Qiu Lichen took out the silver needle, pointed the shining needle to the assassin's eyes, and threatened.

The assassin closed his eyes, but still refused to say anything, Qiu Lichen smiled lightly, and suddenly stuck the needle between his nails.

"Ah!" The pain in the spine made the assassin couldn't help crying out.

"Actually, I know even if you don't tell me, you must be related to this plague." Turning the handle of the needle, Qiu Lichen's eyes froze.

"You... how do you know!" the assassin finally opened his mouth, his face full of horror.

"The smell of medicine on your body is enough to explain everything."

He had suspected for a long time that the plague was unusual. This place is in the north, and it is not the season for the plague. How could it be possible that the entire village suddenly contracted the plague?Moreover, once the plague breaks out, there cannot be only one place.He inspected four weeks today and found that there was a problem with the water source.

At first, he also thought it was a plague, but after carefully checking the pulse of all the patients, he found that it was not so simple. Although the symptoms on these villagers were the same as the plague, they seemed to be caused by some kind of poison.

Who would poison innocent villagers?This matter is so strange, he has been unable to figure it out, but he was really tired tonight, he wanted to wait until tomorrow to tell Mu Xianyang, but today the assassin came to his door.

"He smells? Why didn't I smell it?" Hearing what he said, Mu Xianyang also came closer and smelled it, but he didn't smell it at all.

"He smells of poison on his body. The smell is so weak that ordinary people can't smell it. If I guess correctly, the villagers are not infected with the plague at all, but poisoned by him." Qiu Lichen said himself He explained his guess to Mu Xianyang.

"Quickly tell me why you poisoned me." Hearing this, he was furious, and stepped forward to clasp the assassin's neck tightly.

"Hey, you were the one I wanted to kill!" The assassin laughed a few times, looking at Qiu Lichen with vicious eyes.

"My lord, don't approach him, he may be poisonous."

It was too late to say, but soon, the assassin opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood, and shot towards Qiu Lichen's face.

"Li Chen." Mu Xianyang was so shocked that his heart almost stopped beating.

"It's nothing, I'm prepared." Qiu Lichen smiled at him as he quickly lifted the thin quilt to cover his body.

The thin quilt was already stained black with black blood, luckily it didn't splash on his body, the poison in this blood entered the body immediately after touching the skin, it was very vicious.

"Li Chen, are you alright?" Putting aside the assassin, Mu Xianyang took his hand and looked up and down carefully.

Luckily he's fine...

"I'm fine, but unfortunately the assassin is dead." Qiu Lichen frowned as he looked at the corpse of the assassin.

This man said he was going to kill him, what was going on?He didn't remember that he had offended an enemy who wanted his life.

It seems that all this can only be learned by finding the culprit. "Don't worry, my lord, I already have a clue."

"What clue?"

"Water source, we should be able to find the culprit starting from the water source."

The assassin's suicide is no different from admitting that he poisoned it. As long as he looks for it along the water source, he believes that he will have the answer soon.