thank you very much

"Okay, you can send it here and go back."

Wen Fuzhu secretly stretched out his hands to stop Xie Changhuan who was about to pounce on him, and asked the two men to stop messing around, who would want to hug him tenderly under the moon, "Hurry up and go back."

"...Old Wen."

Why are you so unkind.

Although there is a child around him... But he also knows what we are, you are so embarrassed!

"Come back soon." Wen Fuzhu said softly again, and then went to the inn without looking back.

In the evening, he forced him to practice qinggong for nearly two hours, and even when he came back, he was rushing like three people flying. When he stopped like this, Wen Fuzhu realized that his clothes were drenched with sweat, dried and then wet again. It's so sticky and greasy all over, I feel so uncomfortable, I have to take a bath and sleep quickly, to preserve my energy and restore my spirit.

"Then don't forget the morning after tomorrow! Be on time! Be on time!"

After finishing speaking, Xie Chang Huan reluctantly dragged Nie Bai back.

He deliberately set aside another day for Lao Wen to rest, and if he dragged it down, the employer's time limit would pass, and the day after tomorrow was the deadline for them to do it.

In fact, it’s not that I never thought of leading Nie Bai to live here, but... Nie Bai is also one of the famous killers on the list who was killed by Yu Crow, and children are not very sensible. Although Xie Changhuan didn't feel that he was having a good time because he caused trouble for Old Wen, it's not a big deal when he thinks that he will come quietly again in the dead of night~

Especially ward rounds are also available!

Wen Fuzhu, if you dare to share the same bed with that Su Yan or something, hehe, just wait for me!

If the rape is in bed, he will...he will...

so he is.

Xie Changhuan was a little helpless, he couldn't do anything to Lao Wen, not to mention, he believed that Lao Wen was not that kind of person, Thaks believed.

*******

Wen Fuzhu didn't rush to greet Su Yan as soon as he entered the room. They didn't live in connected rooms in this inn, but they were not too far apart.

Passing through those rooms when returning to the room, Wen Fuzhu subconsciously sent out a few hidden weapons while walking—this was actually one of their secret signals. The sound of pouring water happened to be heard in a room, and the teacup should be out of the saucer. He quickly took three out and put them on the table, and there were three slight knocking sounds.

This is the Raven's room.

In Su Yan's room, even the windows were wide open, probably just waiting to see when he would come back.

The young man sitting at the table gazing at his handwriting seems to have practiced double-minded kung fu since he was a child. He seemed to be dipping in the ink unintentionally. He raised his eyes slightly and saw that his family's master came back safely, and sat back at the table with peace of mind. .

Wen Fuzhu also smiled silently in his heart, and went to take a bath first.

After waiting to come back refreshed, the night was already deep.

There were only a few flickering candles in the corridor, and Wen Fuzhu walked towards Su Yan's room in the dark.

It was originally a room for two, he and he naturally wanted to live in the same room, the room that seemed to be for Wen Fuzhu was just a decoration.

The lights in the room were also dark, so Su Yan moved to sit by another window, behind him was the other courtyard of the inn.

A small flickering candle was lit in front of him, and the ink on the rice paper next to it was still wet.

Wen Fuzhu only glanced at him hastily, and didn't say much. His habit is to go to bed right after he comes back. If he has anything to say, wait until he has energy. up.

Presumably Su Yan has long been used to his style, Wen Fuzhu silently stared at his back—this child... is bound to grow up one day, and his tutor can't last forever. Protect him, if one day...he and Jiang Mo are gone, and the master is gone...then who can he rely on.

Even if you are not affected by the impermanence of the world, even if you only talk about birth, old age, sickness and death, I will surely walk ahead of you.

But it doesn't matter, as long as I, Wen Fuzhu, survive one day, you, Su Yan, will be the emperor that I will protect under my wings for the rest of my life.

Wen Fuzhu wiped half of his dry hair again, and smiled wryly from the bottom of his heart, saying that at his age, he still loves to be such an idle person, feeling a little helpless, and felt that this is the necessity of growing up, and he will no longer care about these feelings from now on , went straight to sleep on his own.

******

On the second day when the moon was in mid-heaven, Wen Fuzhu woke up slowly.

I was still a little confused when I opened my eyes, I felt that my whole body was almost out of my control, I really waited to open my eyes, looking at the crescent moon outside the window, I was taken aback again—woke up or not?

If you wake up, why can't your body move?

He tried to hook his fingers slightly again. He only thought that his body was numb at first, but he didn't expect that it was not pure numbness, but a little more force, and it hurt like needles all over the place and rooted into the pores. .

"Ayan."

Wen Fuzhu opened his mouth helplessly. The last time Jiang Mo came, it wasn't that he didn't tell Gu Sheng the words—the words that seemed to care about him.It's just that whether his body is guaranteed has nothing to do with him, anyway, he won't let him treat it.

"Are you calling me, Wen Fuzhu?"

The young man sitting under the window still didn't change his position, and the flickering small candle was still lit in front of him, and the rice paper next to him...was still cinnabar.

Wen Fuzhu's heart skipped a beat, this voice...

With the light of the bright moon, Wen Fuzhu saw that slightly sickly pale face.

There was neither sadness nor joy on the young man's face, nor did he have the look of inferiority he had before.But the clothes on him... are Su Yan's!

"Su Yan ran away while you were taking a bath."

The young man stood up from the chair, and walked towards the bed calmly, with a calm voice, "The bucket of water you bathed in, told me to prescribe the medicine in advance, and it is not a poisonous medicine. In addition, Brother Chang took you You have been doing light work for so long, and you have been slack in your spirit, so you can let me succeed with one blow. But you don’t have to be afraid, this is really not a drug, it’s just a bluffing drug effect. Brother Chang thought it at the beginning, and Mr. Gu helped match."

Wen Fuzhu frowned.

All he was worried about now was... where did Su Yan go.

"I didn't expect that he found out so quickly that he let him slip away."

The young man named Ji Zifo sat beside Wen Fuzhu's bed, and seemed to want to say something, but he didn't speak again, just staring at Wen Fuzhu intently.

Then, suddenly reached out and pinched his chin.

Wen Fuzhu's voice was calmer than his, "What do you want?"

Ji Zifo laughed again, and as soon as he opened his mouth he coughed twice, his face turned even paler, "What can I do, even if I call a group of people to take your turn now, I won't do anything to you. Are you Who, you are recognized as a unparalleled conspirator in the world. The reason why you are called a conspirator is that you will not be influenced by external things. Therefore, for a person like you, I can only tell you to watch Only by leading a group of people to turn Brother Chang can you defeat you, right?"

Wen Fuzhu panicked twice.

"But Brother Chang has been working for me for so many years, I respect him as a brother... Naturally, he would not do such a snake-hearted thing."

"Including you..." Ji Zifo suddenly let go of his hand as if weary, and looked away, "I didn't want to poison you directly, but to keep you until Su Yan came back."

"What enmity do you have with Su Yan?"

"I have no enmity with him. I just have enmity with your beliefs. And he is your belief, right..." Ji Zifo laughed again and again, "Wen Fuzhu, I won't touch you Yes, don’t worry. I still have to thank you for saving my life back then.”

If it was said that Wen Fuzhu was still agitated by the numbness in his body just now, he couldn't move even if he wanted to, and his mind was muddy, but now when he heard this, he suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

"What is... also?"

"I am the prince of Fengfeng. It's just that I was weak and sick since I was a child, so I stayed on Mount Wuya, and Uncle Tang Feng taught me my homework."

"Oh... By the way, his surname is not really Tang." Ji Zifo leaned down and clung to Wen Fuzhu's ear, who was still immobile, and said clearly, lest he could not hear clearly enough, "His surname is actually Nie .”

Just one sentence, suddenly like five thunderbolts.

Wen Fuzhu understood everything in an instant.

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