After losing his memory, he was with his old enemy

Qi Ling glanced at the kit in doubt, but didn't take it.

Wu Nong was a little unhappy, but endured it: "You don't want it?"

"..." Qi Ling said: "It's very good, and you're spending money on such things again?"

Wu Nong thought to himself, "I bought it for the high priest. How could it be a waste of money?"

"...Do you want it, don't I lose it!" After finishing speaking, Wu Nong wanted to throw the kit into the Xuntang River.

Qi Ling snatched it first, smelled the fragrance in the bag, and asked while tearing it open, "This thing... what are you packing... tea leaves?"

Wu Nong hummed.

"What are you sending this thing for?" Qi Ling glanced at him, saw that his face was covered with blood, put away the kit, and asked: "...you have bled so much, how can you still stand here? Last time After being stabbed by the sword in the glazed bow formation, I broke out in cold sweat..."

Wu Nong thought to himself that it was because the deity is a demon deity, and his self-healing ability is stronger than ordinary people.

Wu Nong: "I saw women here in Xuntang...they would embroider brocade bags for their sweethearts...I couldn't, so I had to buy it."

Qi Ling imagined Wu Nong threading needles and sitting there embroidering brocade bags for him, and almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

The slightly upturned corners of the mouth only dropped for a moment, but Wu Nong still caught it.

He knew that the high priest was not angry anymore.

After Cui Yanglan escaped, the tea in Xuntang Hanoi would still appear.

The resentment of Cui Yanglan that remained in Qi Ling didn't dissipate even if he didn't complete his obsession, and he always fell asleep in the middle of the night.

Qi Ling sighed, and after he regained his composure, he realized that his underwear was soaked in cold sweat.The Chinese New Year is approaching, and the weather is the coldest at this moment, Qi Ling got up and got out of bed, intending to take a shower and change clothes.

When passing by the table, he saw the kit that Wu Nong gave him.

He remembered that the kit also contained tea leaves.

Qi Ling poured out some of the tea leaves, and after observing carefully for a while, he took the kit and went to Wu Nong's room.

Yang Pingzhu saw that Wu Nong and Qi Ling had a very close relationship, but Qi Ling himself didn't know whether he was really stupid or not, and he couldn't find the difference between him and Wu Nong.When arranging the room, on the surface it was arranged by the butler, but in fact it was Yang Pingzhu who ordered it.

When he learned that Wu Nong was in the next room, Qi Ling complained to Yang Pingzhu.

How could he be allowed to live next to someone who coveted him?

In the middle of the night, what if Wu Nong broke into his room without authorization and did something wrong to him?

But now, the person who broke into the room became him.

As soon as Qi Ling arrived in front of Wu Nong's room, a familiar roar came from inside: "Who is it?!"

As soon as the words were finished, the door opened with a "snap", and Qi Ling felt a gust of wind blowing out from the room, blowing his clothes flying.

He didn't expect that Wu Nong was still awake, and he didn't know that he would be so disgusted by others disturbing him in the middle of the night. Seeing the wind blowing violently, with a murderous look, he quickly waved his hands and said, "Ah! I...I didn't intend to do anything wrong to you !"

"..." The wind in the room suddenly stopped, and the candles were lit up, but it was very quiet.

Qi Ling opened his eyes and saw Wu Nong sitting on the bed looking at him with a strange expression, only to realize what he said: "Ah... no, I..."

Wu Nong sneered twice, which made people's hair stand on end. He raised his eyes lightly and said, "Come in."

Qi Ling was hesitant to leave, but when he saw the bandages on Wu Nong's table, he gritted his teeth and went in anyway.

After entering, Qi Ling stood in front of Wu Nong with his head bowed like a criminal, without saying a word.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the house was very strange.

Wu Nong's eyes fell on the kit bag in his hand, Qi Ling also noticed it, and quietly moved it back.

"Come on." Wu Nong suddenly started to take off his clothes, Qi Ling choked, not knowing what he was going to do again.

Wu Nong saw his thoughts, snorted softly, and said, "Didn't you come to give me medicine?"

Qi Ling: "Huh?"

Wu Nong remained silent.

"...Oh." Qi Ling came to his senses, put the kit aside first, picked up the bandages and wound medicines on the table, and walked towards Wu Nong step by step.

Wu Nong was very honest this time, no matter how slow Qi Ling walked, he didn't directly pull him over.

As soon as Wu Nong took off his clothes, Qi Ling could see the wounds on his body. Because it was caused by resentment, the healing speed of the wounds was much slower than normal wounds.

The injury he suffered this time was not as great as the injury caused by the glazed bow before, but the wound on his body still looked a little scary.

Wu Nong himself seemed to be okay, looking straight at Qi Ling.

"..." Qi Ling looked at him for a second, then quickly looked away, and said: "I have never done this before, maybe my skills are not good, don't be disgusted."

Wu joked, and said relaxedly, "It's okay, as long as I'm fine."

"..." Qi Ling was stunned, feeling that the conversation was not on the same line. After understanding what Wu Nong meant, he seemed to want to take revenge on him, and while his ears were red, he wrapped the bandage around his body too much. a few laps.

Wu Nong: "...Are you trying to strangle me?"

"..." Qi Ling didn't speak, and his subordinates kept moving.

Wu Nong: "If I die, who will you live with?"

"...Wu Nong!" Qi Ling simply stopped tying him, threw the rest to the side, and dragged out a long strand on the ground.

Wu Nong glanced at it and said, "Unfortunately, it's a waste."

Qi Ling got angry and got up to the table to pick up the kit and was about to leave, but was stopped by Wu Nong: "Is there something wrong with the kit? It's worth you coming to my room so late."

"No problem." Qi Ling continued to walk out angrily.

"Ah, I see. Since it's not about the kit, it's... you want to come to me yourself, and see that I was injured during the day, and worry about me?" Wu Nong leaned against the wall and looked lazily at Qi Ling.

Qi Ling had guessed this person long ago and liked to tease him with such words.

The door that had just been opened a crack closed again, and Qi Ling walked back to the bed.

Wu Nong chuckled.

Qi Ling glanced at him and thought: I didn't come back because I was angry.

It was because there was a trace of weakness on this man's face.

Even if it's very faint, Qi Ling can sense it.

Sure enough, he was injured, so it's impossible that nothing happened.

No matter how strong Wu Nong's identity is, he would still be hurt and hurt, how could it be that nothing happened.

Demon Venerable Fan Ji, whom the entire world of cultivating immortals loathes, would probably do the same.

As Qi Ling thought about it, the way Wu Nong looked at him changed.

"What's the matter?" Qi Ling came back to his senses, and said: "I didn't come back to chat with you, I have business to do, and I have to go back to sleep after I finish."

Grief flashed across Wu Nong's eyes, and he said, "...it's all right."

It was only when he saw the high priest that he was in a daze, and there was a look on his face that he had never seen before.

It was an expression he wanted to see in the eyes of the high priest before, but always self-defeating.

A kind of tenderness that had never appeared in the eyes of the always serious and silent high priest.

"We have been holding on to Shen Wan before, but we have never thought about the relationship between tea and Cui Yanglan." Qi Ling opened the kit to Wu Nong, and said, "You smell it."

Wu Nong sniffed according to his words, and said, "What's the problem?"

Qi Ling: "There are so many types of tea in Xuntang, and there can be many varieties of tea on a boat. If some of them are overturned by Cui Yanglan, the accumulated tea that is overturned by Cui Yanglan into the Xuntang River should be different."

"But I observed when the tea leaves appeared in the Xuntang River. The tea leaves there were all the same. They were tea leaves that I didn't find in Shen's house."

Wu Nong: "What do you want to say?"

Qi Ling closed the mouth of the kit, and said seriously: "The tea leaves in the Xuntang River are in this kit."

"Where did you buy it?"

"A teahouse called Chun Zailou..." Wu Nong thought of something, and immediately grabbed Qi Ling's hand and said, "You are not allowed to go!"

Qi Ling was surprised, he broke free and said, "Why am I not allowed to go? Isn't it just a teahouse?"

Wu Nong: "..."

Seeing his strange appearance, Qi Ling deliberately changed the topic and said: "I went to find Shen Wan today, and I know that the first time he and Cui Yanglan met was on a bamboo raft."

Wu Nong thought for a while, and said, "More than ten years ago, there should not have been so many boats in Xuntang, and bamboo rafts were the main means of waterway."

Qi Ling nodded and continued: "Cui Yanglan may still have feelings for Shen Wan."

"...How could Cui Yanglan still have feelings for that kind of person?" Wu Nong mobilized his spiritual power to cut off the bandage by himself, and finished the unfinished work of Qi Ling with his own efforts.

"..." Qi Ling was stunned for a moment, and said with a dry smile: "But Cui Yanglan didn't directly kill Shen Wan, she must still want to know or get something from Shen Wan, even if it's just a word."

"Let's talk about it before...the bamboos transported by the bamboo rafts didn't rot, and no tea leaves were lost. On the contrary, the tea leaves would be lost by boats...I think Cui Yanglan is protecting those who use the bamboo rafts."

Wu Nong looked at him: "What do you think?"

"...I think." Qi Ling said seriously, "My intuition."

Wu Nong: "Okay, I trust your intuition."

Qi Ling raised his eyebrows and continued: "Because they met on the bamboo raft, Cui Yanglan had a good impression of Shen Wan at that time. Later, Shen Wan's tea industry flourished and he switched to a stronger ship to transport goods, but he also abandoned it at this time. Cui Yanglan. The ship carried Cui Yanglan’s bad memories and grievances, so she hated the ship merchant.”

Qi Ling sighed, endured the pain in his chest, and said: "So, don't rush to kill Cui Yanglan, just let her meet Shen Wan again, and do what she wants, then... Wu Nong?"

Wu Nong closed his eyes tightly, he seemed to be asleep, Qi Ling got angry and tried to push him awake, but just as he stretched out his hand, it stopped in mid-air.

After a pause, she still didn't push him.

Since you are injured, take good care of it first.

He put away the kit and covered him with the quilt and didn't leave immediately, but stood by the bed for a while longer.

I always feel that this kind of thing has been done before.

Covering a person who always pissed him off, then standing next to him, waiting for the person to kick the covers back, and then covering him again, repeating this all night long.

And he could only sit on the side and sleep intermittently.

As soon as there is any movement, you have to wake up to see if the quilt has been kicked again.

After so many years, Wu Nong has long since lost the ability to kick the quilt, but tonight, perhaps because Qi Ling was by his side, he seemed to smell the familiar fragrance of peach blossoms, and he started kicking the quilt again.

Qi Ling: "..."

He thought to himself that he shouldn't have such a sense of familiarity, but familiarity is familiarity, so could he stay by Wu Nong's bedside all the time because of familiarity?

Should he still sleep?

He helped Wu Nong press the quilt, and planned to turn around and leave.

Wu Nong turned over, kicked the quilt away again, and muttered: "Of course..."

Qi Ling turned around, feeling uncomfortable for no reason.

Of course...?