Cang Xue

Yuwen let out a laugh in his throat, and there was a slight mockery in the laughter.His fair face was almost transparent in the thin light.He beckoned and said: "Come here." The sound of the words was like pearls and jade on the plate.This person seems to be born with a magical power that makes people fascinated.Su Muxue lost her mind, took a few steps forward, and stopped again. "What are you going to do?"

"The concentration is good, the aroma of the red lotus has not completely confused you, but..." He smiled innocently, "Sooner or later."

Su Muxue shook her head and looked at the red lotuses in the surrounding pond, the faint fragrance in the air suddenly became thicker.Su Muxue's hand holding the sword slowly lowered, and the sword fell on the stone steps with a loud sound.The handsome face of the man in gorgeous clothes suddenly became hazy.

"come over."

Su Muxue's eyes were blunt, the brilliance was gone, and she walked forward.Yuwen smiled indifferently, bullied him and pressed him under him, caressing Wen Tian's face with pale jade fingers.Su Muxue held on to the last sliver of clarity, "Let go... of me."

Yu Wenju shook his clothes off his shoulders, put his hand in through the half-opened lapel, and kneaded his chest a little.Su Muxue let out a muffled snort, panting heavily following his movements.Yuwen felt that his nipples were gradually standing up under his playing, and his smile was still warm, but he said: "Your body misses my fingers, my good brother."

"Let go, let go..." Su Muxue kept repeating.Everything in front of his eyes was covered with a layer of water mist, and in the haze, he saw a seductive orchid flower on Yuwen's hand. "Do you really want me to let go? Your body is clearly catering to me, begging for my mercy." Yuwen's voice was cold, "Do you remember this flower? Oh, you probably don't remember it. The name of the flower is 'Forget Soul', It grows on the cliffs of the Yueling Mountains."

Su Muxue struggled, Yu Wenju's eyes turned cold, he let him sleep in his arms, forcibly pried Su Muxue's lips open, and crushed the petals in his hand tightly, the black and blue flower juice of the Forget Soul Flower fell into Su Muxue drop by drop. in the mouth.Su Muxue's body gradually softened.Yu Wenju wiped the residue from the corner of his mouth on his fingers and let him suck it off.

After a while, Yuwen threw him heavily on the stone steps beside him like throwing away a puppet doll.Said to the man in black kneeling outside the court: "Tang Qi, take him away."

"Yes." The man in black responded.

Su Muxue seemed to have had a sad and long dream. In the dream, he was the child of a concubine, but his handsome and mighty father loved him in every possible way.But when he was seven years old, he didn't know what happened, and a huge change happened suddenly. He was beaten and injured all over, and there was not a single part of his body that was intact.On that thunderstorm night, he knelt in a puddle of water, and his father in front of him held a knife that seemed huge to him, "I'll kill you!!" A woman wailed in despair behind him.He thought he was going to die, so he closed his eyes quietly.

The sound of gold and iron clashing thunderously sounded, he opened his eyes, and saw the figure in front of him who was not much taller than himself raised the knife above his head to seal the big knife swung by his father, the child's voice was a little scared but calm: " Father, let Xiao Ji go, please."

That's my brother.It occurred to him suddenly.

"Are you awake?" Yuwen laughed out of the dimples on his cheeks, looking very good-looking.

The man on the bed didn't have a trace of expression, his expression was indifferent: "Yeah."

"You are... Su Muxue?"

The man lowered his eyelashes, but he remained unmoved, as if his face had never been happy since he was born, "I am the second son of Luoyue Sect leader Yu Wenjianming, Yu Wenji."

Yu Wenju's smile deepened, and he stepped forward to kiss his lips fiercely, as if he was bullying a helpless and weak child.The lip was bitten, and the bright red blood slipped from the corner of the mouth.

"Junior Brother Su, you're back!! You went down the mountain to look for medicine and didn't come back all day and night. We were so anxious." Lu Mingyan's anxious expression was a little funny.He Zijing was relatively calm, "Junior Brother Su, where did you go, did you encounter any danger?" The two of them waited in front of the mountain gate to wait for him to come back.

Su Muxue was wearing spotless white clothes at this time, showing a faint smile, "I'm worrying you, the medicinal materials are hard to find, I walked a little farther, but fortunately I finally got them together." She said and held up the medicine bag for them to see.

The two were relieved.He Zijing looked thoughtfully at Su Muxue's upright posture as he entered the door. "Second Senior Brother, what are you still doing in a daze? You're going back. Standing here early in the morning, the northwest wind hasn't had enough?"

"Do you feel that Junior Brother Su... seems to be more calm than before?"

"Huh? Isn't that kid always serious?"

"No, I mean, although Junior Brother Su was serious in the past, he always had a timid and respectful feeling when he spoke and acted, so I always thought he was a child, but just now, I saw an overly calm and self-possessed man in him. people.

"He Zijing turned around and stared at Lu Mingyan.

"Hey, those of you who love to read are full of twists and turns, Junior Brother Su is Junior Brother Su, the only person in the entire Hanling Mountain who makes our handsome senior brother love and hate. Don't think too much." Brother." Lu Mingyan yawned, "Go back."

"Master, is your health better?"

Su Yang lay on the bunk and heard this voice full of joy, and hurriedly got up and opened the curtain to look at him: "Mu Xue! You are back! Master is fine."

"The disciple has found all the medicinal materials, and I will fry them for you later."

Su Yang was a little strange, "Why are you standing so far away? Is Master some kind of ferocious beast?" He covered his mouth and smiled.

Su Muxue walked a few steps, and kept a while away from the bed. "If the master has nothing else to do, the disciple will leave first."

"Come here." Su Yang said.

Su Muxue, who was walking towards the door, stopped, turned around, walked to Su Yang's bed, lifted her clothes and sat down. "Master..."

Su Yang stroked his soft black hair, "Did you encounter any unhappy things?"

"..." Su Muxue didn't speak.

"It's fine if you don't want to talk about it. When you want to tell Master someday, Master will listen. Don't be afraid, you have to remember that Master will always stand behind you." Su Yang said with a smile.

Su Muxue clenched her fists hidden under her sleeves, "Thank you, Master."

Chang Jian originally wanted to help him decoct the medicine, but Su Muxue refused, saying that there is a trick to the heating of this recipe, and he must do it himself.In the empty kitchen, there is a faint aroma of vegetable oil, and fine dust floats in the slanting sunlight.Su Muxue looked at the small medicine stove expressionlessly, and the firewood under the stove made a crackling sound.He lifted the lid and stared indifferently at the dark brown medicinal juice in the stove for a long time, then took out a packet of medicinal powder from his sleeve and shook it inside, the white powder silently submerged into the medicinal liquid.Then, without changing his expression, he covered the lid and stepped out of the threshold.He muttered: "If you take it for seven days in a row, you must be unable to recover."