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Shen Jue lost so much blood that he couldn't see the person in front of him clearly. It took him a while to recognize that the person who bandaged him to stop the bleeding was a witch doctor, and asked, "Where is Lord Shang Shulang?"

"Outside, I think you frightened him, he didn't dare to come in, such a big man, he couldn't walk when he saw blood..." the witch doctor muttered, Shen Jue looked up and saw the door There was a figure standing there, confused and indistinct, that was Xuan Xing.

He pushed away the witch doctor and stood up staggeringly, ignoring the doctor's shout behind him, and walked to Xuan Xing step by step.

Xuan Xing didn't move, he didn't dare to avoid Shen Jue's eyes, and didn't dare to lower his head to look at the wound on his hand, so he just watched Shen Jue walk up to him step by step, and asked him: "Sir Shang Shulang, where is my family?" ? Why is it deserted here?"

"Are they... dead?"

Shen Jue's eyes were blurred, he just stood in front of him so confused and helpless, and asked him, what about his family.

At that moment, Xuan Xing suddenly felt cramps in his heart, and an indescribable soreness surged to the tip of his nose, comparable to the last time he saw Shen Jue on the city wall when Master Shen's family left Beijing.

With just one glance, the boy disappeared into the sea of ​​people from then on, and there was no news of his life or death. He was the only one waiting in this bustling capital.

But he was no longer a young man at this time, after a moment of absent-mindedness, he collected his emotions and answered him: "No, they live well in Jiangnan, your business is very famous there, you Eldest brother also married a wife and had a child, I didn't show you our correspondence, but your elder brother entrusted me to take care of you."

Listening to the life he described, Shen Jue held back tears all night before falling down: "You didn't lie to me?"

Xuanxing seems to have sworn: "I will never lie to you."

Shen Jue smiled through tears: "Then, can I go back and meet them?"

"When I'm done, I'll take you to see them."

"Okay." With the promise, Shen Jue finally let go of his heart that had been raised all night, his body softened, and he was about to fall like this, but fortunately Xuan Xing quickly grabbed Shen Jue back into his arms.

"I'm tired, I can't walk anymore." Shen Jue lay in his arms with a pale face. After saying this, she closed her eyes and rested, refusing to move again.

Xuan Xing had no choice but to hold Shen Jue and let the witch doctor continue to bandage the wound that was not bandaged before he got into the carriage and went back to the Prime Minister's Mansion together.

Until he put the person on the bed, Shen Jue still grabbed Xuan Xing's skirt uneasily, he didn't dare to force it open, he could only bow down and fall on the bed with Shen Jue.

On the other hand, Shen Jue was confused for a while, then opened his eyes to see the environment in front of him clearly, let go of his hands, grabbed the corner of his clothes, pulled his clothes with both hands restlessly, and still half-closed his eyes. Talking to Xuan Xing: "I'm sleepy, why don't you go to court?"

"Immediately, I'll go after changing the court clothes." Xuan Xing coaxed him in a low voice, "Go to sleep, I will go down to court when you wake up, and then come and ask me if you have any questions."

"Okay." Shen Jue closed her eyes reassuringly upon hearing this, and slowly relaxed her frowning brows.

Xuan Xing sat with him for a while, seeing that he hadn't woken up, he went to change clothes lightly, and when he came out of the screen, he wanted to see if Shen Jue had slept soundly, but bumped into a pair of shiny black clothes. eyes.

"Can't sleep?"

"No." Half of Shen Jue's face was buried under the quilt, only a pair of eyes were exposed, and he was buzzing: "Are you not angry?"

Xuanxing smiled and asked back: "Why are you angry?"

"I sneaked back in the middle of the night." Shen Jue's voice became lower and lower, "I even made you faint."

Although the voice was low, Xuan Xing could still hear clearly. He didn't answer Shen Jue's question directly, but said: "Last night, the witch doctor Shi Na woke me up with medicine. It's my fault for keeping you. I won't be like this in the future. I'm worried that you're gone."

"Understood, I'm sorry." With these words, Shen Jue quickly turned around, only showing the back of his head and staring at Xuan Xing.

Seeing Shen Jue's appearance, Xuan Xing also knew that he was embarrassed, so he smiled and left.

After he left for a while, the witch doctor opened the curtain and walked in, holding a bowl of medicine in his hand, and yelled inappropriately: "Shen Erlang, take the medicine."

Shen Jue, who couldn't sleep because of the pain in his abdomen and hands, heard the voice and pretended to be awakened, closed his eyes and turned over.

"What are you pretending to be, kid." The witch doctor walked to the bed and slapped him directly, slapping Shen Jue awake, "Can you sleep?"

Shen Jue obediently opened his eyes and smiled at the witch doctor flatteringly: "The witch doctor Shi Na is very skilled in medicine, his hands don't hurt anymore, and he can sleep well."

The medicine bowl was sent to Shen Jue, and he brought it over, obediently took a few sips, and then heard the witch doctor say: "I've put a drug in it, if you miss Xiao Anchi once, I will naturally miss it once to be considered reciprocal." wrong?"

Shen Jue's hand holding the medicine bowl stopped. He glanced at the witch doctor with an ugly face to distinguish the truth from what he said, and made sure that he didn't look like a lie. The medicine I drank was forced out.

Before he could do anything, the witch doctor snorted again: "What are you vomiting, this medicine is very expensive."

Shen Jue's hand just stood there, not even vomiting, not vomiting.

Maybe it's because the dilemma is really pleasing to the eye, the witch doctor couldn't help laughing, only laughed twice, and then said with a straight face: "You are such a big man, don't you know how precious human life is? You can't do it for your own hands." Why don't you stab yourself to death with a sword, so I can save myself."

Shen Jue braced himself to be scolded, but luckily the old man was not a nagging person, so he taunted him a few words, and then threw a bag of medicine powder from his sleeve: "This is a medicine to stop bleeding and help heal, apply it on the wound by yourself, I am old. I'm getting older, I don't want to serve people anymore, you almost drank the drug, the smell of blood gave me a headache."

With these few words, Shen Jue already knew that the witch doctor Shi Na knew that he had more than one injury on his body, so he specially delivered medicine to him.

It was only this time that Shen Jue's smile really climbed up the corner of his eyes while holding the medicine bowl.

"Why are you in a daze, don't drink and wait for me to pour it"" Shi Na's witch doctor shouted loudly, Shen Jue didn't even think about it, picked up the bowl and drank it, and respectfully handed the empty medicine bowl back to the witch doctor hand.

"Thank you witch doctor."

"Hmph, brat." The witch doctor took the bowl and left.

Shen Jue opened the hemostatic powder, sniffed the scent of the medicine, and identified the medicinal materials inside. They were all expensive medicinal materials. This big bag of Shi Na witch doctor must have emptied his family, right?

I want to go back to thinking, but he is in urgent need of the medicine powder now, so I can only make up for him later. After Shen Jue took the medicine, I don’t know if it’s because of the power of the drug, or because he was too sleepy, so he fell asleep and fell asleep until night. just woke up.

There was only one candle lit in the bedroom, and it was as silent as Xuan Xing was handling official documents in the outer wing room the night before.

Shen Jue's forehead was covered with sweat, and the pain in his abdomen made him want to gasp, but he had to bite his lip to suppress his voice. He stared blankly at the half figure illuminated by the candlelight on the bed curtain.

Surrounding Yang Shaolin's yard was Xuan Xing, the two had already made an appointment to catch the turtle in the urn, fortunately he went early so he was able to see Wang Cilai for the last time, the identity of the assassin was unknown, and his throat was cut by himself, he would not live long if he did not die.

But people are always in Xuan Xing's hands, and there may be other results, the more Shen Jue thought about it, the more upset he became, if it wasn't for the fact that he didn't hold the lamp last night, maybe he could see some clues from his martial arts and face.

After thinking about it, he would have exposed himself, but he didn't have to suffer such a serious injury. Shen Jue couldn't stop his mind at all. When he realized it, all he thought was that Xuan Xing's martial arts were good, Even if I am not his opponent, I am not by his side, and he will not be in danger.

He couldn't help but slapped his face. They learned differently. Since entering the shadows, what he learned was no longer moves, but killing skills. He may not be better than Xuan Xing in fighting, but when it comes to killing, the two Xuan Xing is no match for himself.

Thinking of this, he was a little proud, but it didn't last for a few seconds, and he felt sad again. Before entering the shadows, his hands were never stained with blood or human life. It was only a few years ago, and he couldn't remember the first time he killed someone. What does it feel like? It's only been five years, and things have already changed.

"What are you thinking about?" Xuan Xing didn't know when he stood in front of the bed, looking down at his face, which was sometimes proud and sometimes sad, with a very rich expression.

Shen Jue was taken aback by him: "When did you come here?"

"I've been here for a while, and it looks like you've changed your face, smiling and sad for a while."

Shen Jue quickly controlled his expression, pretending to be righteous and looking at Xuan Xing: "The letters between my elder brother and you, please show me quickly."

"En." Xuan Xing saw that after he had slept, although his complexion was still pale, he somehow regained his energy. He responded, moved all the correspondence to the bed, and held a candlestick in his hand to illuminate him, "It's all here. , take your time."

A thick stack of letters was placed on the bed. Shen Jue glanced at the thickness and was dubious. These letters must not have been in this year or two, at least they all started in three years. Has the eldest brother really communicated with this person for so many years?

Is he framing me again?

Shen Jue opened the letter suspiciously. The top letter arrived just ten days ago. The content of the letter was nothing more than to ask Shen Jue, but it was okay. I received a letter from him and knew that he had caused a lot of trouble for Xuan Xing. But I can't get away, and I can't come to the capital. I hope Xuan Xing will comfort him more, and I will definitely pick him up when I have time. It's a good thing that he can't remember the memory loss, so don't worry.

It seems that the relationship between the two is very good, Shen Jue read this letter five or six times over and over again, and made sure that it was not copied by someone, so he read it one by one.

These letters began to communicate with each other three months after they left Beijing. At the beginning, they were just a few simple sentences, and in the next two or three pages, most of them were greetings, sending special products, greetings, and so on. Inquiring about news and selling things, but the quantity is not much, less than ten letters in total over the years.

Shen Jue didn't dare to underestimate these letters, he even suspected that so many letters between the two were for these businesses: "You ask my family to help you sell things?"