A gentleman riding a red dust smile

When Song Lingshuang came back, his anger had already subsided a lot.Seeing that Changsun Jue's complexion was better than when he just came out of the water, but he was still unhealthily pale, and all his pain disappeared.

Song Lingshuang stretched Sun Jue's hand in the past.Changsun Jue was startled, and just about to pull it back, Song Lingshuang let go again.

Fortunately, it is warm.Song Lingshuang was still worried, and asked, "Are you cold?"

Chang Sun Jue shook his head to express that he was not cold.He usually has a cold body, which is strange to say, since he woke up from the injury in the wing tiger's den, his body feels warm, which is very rare.

Song Lingshuang felt relieved, and then dragged Changsun Jue into the forest, and found the place where he had set up the fire just now.Before Sun Jue could sit down, he began to pick off his clothes without saying a word.Even the eldest grandson Shaozong, who usually lacks expressions, couldn't help but turn pale with shock, and while resisting, he scolded: "What's the matter with you, what kind of clothes are you taking off?"

Song Lingshuang's hands were quick, Changsun Jue was already injured and had no time to dodge, his jacket was taken off in an instant, revealing his right shoulder wrapped in a cloth strip, the cloth strip oozing red, the wound started to bleed again.Song Lingshuang raised one eyebrow with a sarcastic expression: "First, the clothes are soaked, so if you don't want to get sick, take them off and dry them quickly. Second, the wound has been soaked in water for so long, don't you want to re-bandage your right hand? Third, you also took my clothes off before!"

Changsun Jue grabbed his clothes to cover the wound, but was stopped by Song Lingshuang.He turned his face away and said, "Nothing, it's much better."

Song Lingshuang sneered twice: "It's much better? Why do I look like your hand is going to be useless!"

Changsun Jue: "It's really much better, I'm conscious now."

Didn't realize it before you dared to love?Song Lingshuang laughed back angrily, and didn't say much, and directly removed the cloth strips that had been wrapped up before.Sure enough, the wound showed signs of deterioration due to prolonged immersion in water.

Without medicine, without spiritual power, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.Song Lingshuang sighed and said: "Let's leave it open first, it's better than covering it with wet clothes. Dry the clothes quickly, it will definitely be cold at night, hold on tonight, find a town closest to here tomorrow, and make a long-term plan." He stood up, tore a piece of cloth from the hem of his jacket, put it by the fire to roast, and then walked towards the lake.

Changsun Jue asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go catch fish. How about you go?" Song Lingshuang said with a smile.Seeing Sun Jue's pale face, he left contentedly and cheerfully.

Song Lingshuang first went to the lake to catch a few fish, but did not go back immediately after landing.He took off his clothes, revealing the bandages on his chest that were already bleeding.He just said that Changsun Jue said it happily, but in fact, his wounds burst open as early as when he was diving.Because he had been given medicine before, his healing condition was much better than that of Changsun Jue, but if Changsun Jue saw it, he would have to worry about it.

He tore a piece of cloth from the hem of his middle coat, plus the previous, good-looking clothes had already been torn out of shape by him.He took off the bloody bandage and threw it away, put on a clean one, and then put on his coat and went back.

Sun Jue, the leader in front of the fire, had already put on his clothes roughly, leaving only his right shoulder slightly open, and his black hair was scattered on his shoulders, half-dried by the heat of the campfire.Hearing Song Lingshuang's return, he raised his eyes and asked, "Why have you been gone for so long?" He was like jade, his pupils were like ink, perhaps because he was a little tired from the warm body, and there was a bit of uncommon laziness in his eyes.

Looking at Changsun Jue on weekdays, this man is like a sword carved out of thousands of years of ice, handsome and sharp, so beautiful that strangers should not get close to him.But at this time, his fair face was dyed warm yellow by the bonfire, half of the eyes were half star and half half fire, and the cold ice seemed to have turned into warm jade, making Song Lingshuang's breathing stagnant.

They grew up together, except for Song Lingshuang who had been separated for two years when he first entered Hantian Courtyard, they almost always saw each other without looking up, logically speaking, no matter how pretty their face was, they should get used to it.But Song Lingshuang was still frightened by Changsun Jue's good looks from time to time, and every time at this time, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Qing Ben is a beautiful woman, but she is a man!

Song Lingshuang came back to his senses, and said in his heart: "It's so dangerous! If I'm a girl, I'll have to hook her soul!"

Changsun Jue didn't know Song Lingshuang's inexplicable thoughts. Seeing that he didn't answer, he frowned slightly: "What are you thinking?"

Song Lingshuang came up with the matter of molesting grandson Jue at his fingertips, and said with a playful smile, "I was thinking, my wife is so beautiful!"

Changsun Jue: "... Get lost!"

Song Lingshuang set up a rack to grill the fish, and then took off the wet clothes to dry on the fire.Wearing only a pair of obscene trousers, he sat next to Chang Sun Jue and said, "Ah Jue, I have something to tell you." He paused, and continued without waiting for Chang Sun Jue to reply, "Can you promise me, what will happen in the future? Don't try to be brave, let's take everything together, okay?" Song Lingshuang was very serious when he said this, and he looked at Changsun Jue without blinking.

The serious Song Lingshuang made Chang Sun Jue uncomfortable for a while, so he avoided looking and nodded blushingly.

Song Lingshuang grabbed his chin and forced his face away, "You have to look at me and tell me, or I won't believe it."

Changsun Jue was startled, with a restrained expression on his face, "You have to say this shirtless?"

Song Lingshuang laughed and said, "I can't wait for the important thing! Besides, you two old men, why are you ashamed! Hahaha!"

Changsun Jue knocked his hand off with a wave.

Song Lingshuang persisted, "You haven't answered me yet."

Changsun Jue didn't look at him either, "I promise you! Long-winded."

Song Lingshuang didn't mind either. He smiled and brought over the strips of cloth that had been roasted by the fire just now. Regardless of Chang Sun Jue's disgusted expression, he helped him re-wrap the wound.After entanglement, he finally couldn't bear the cool night wind, put on his half-dry clothes, and ate fish around the fire with his eldest grandson, and drew on the ground with branches while eating.

Compared to Song Lingshuang's gobbling, Changsun Jue still chewed slowly.He ate for a while, then stopped and asked, "How do you plan to investigate the matter of the Red Flame Plague?"

Song Lingshuang had finished eating his fish, wiped his mouth hastily, and said: "This matter involves three immortal families. The epidemic began in Yinshan and ended in Xiqi. If we are still in the west of Minghe, then the nearest It is Xiqi, and Mr. Xiulian is the master's best friend since he was young, so he should go to Taohualing first." Mr. Xiulian, Xie Tong, the younger brother of the Xie family suzerain.Sect Master Xie has been ill for a long time, but in fact it is Lord Xiulian who manages the sect.

Changsun Jue heard the key point in Song Lingshuang's words, and asked, "Should it be?" He thought for a while, and then asked, "Father and Uncle Xie have less and less contact in recent years, are you afraid that there is something wrong between them? What kind of discord?"

Song Lingshuang shook his head, "It's a trivial matter. I don't want to go to Xiqi first, because there's one thing I can't understand." He looked at the fire, his eyes sparkling, "Back then, the Red Flame Plague went from getting sick to dying. , It will take at least a month. And the man we saw went from asymptomatic to bleeding to death in just a moment."

Changsun Jue was thoughtful.

"So I thought, maybe we should go to Mr. Chang." The patriarch of the Minghe Changsun family, Sun Huan, Xiqi Xie's second head, Xie Tong, and the ghost doctor Chang Yuan are brothers who worship.The Mr. Chang that Song Lingshuang said was Chang Yuan, the ghost doctor.Back then, it was he who produced a medicine that could resist the disease and immunized healthy people, which fundamentally stopped the spread of the red flame disease.

"Mr. Chang should indeed be the person who understands the Red Flame Plague best." Changsun Jue agreed, "But he is in the imperial city, and you and I have lost all our spiritual power and can't control the sword. I'm afraid it will take more than a month."

Song Lingshuang smiled and said, "Anyway, we're not in a hurry to go back to Luhuadang, just walk slowly, and we will always arrive."

Changsun Jue nodded: "Okay. As long as it's not too extravagant, spending money should be enough."

After sleeping overnight, the two found the nearest town the next day.Sure enough, they were still in the west of the Ming River.The two bought some medicine in the town, ate a full meal, found an inn to rest for a night, and then set off for the imperial city.Before leaving, Chang Sun Jue also bought some herbs for alchemy.

There are two roads from Minghe to Huangcheng, one is to go east to Qingchuan and then go north, and the other is to go north through Qianchuan and then go east.Song Lingshuang chose the latter.After eating and hurrying to adjust their breathing, after half a month, the two of them had recovered [-]% to [-]% of their spiritual power.

They didn't expend spiritual power to fend off the sword.Sword control is convenient to say, but it is too flashy for practitioners below the seventh level. If you use spiritual power to travel, you may not be able to protect yourself if you encounter danger.Furthermore, Song Lingshuang was used to using a whip, and if he wanted Yujian, he had to bring an extra weapon, which was always too troublesome, so in the past, the elder Sun Jue used to go along with him when he was Yujian.Now that Changsun Jue is injured, how could he be ashamed to hitchhike.Since they were not in a hurry, the two finally chose to walk.

When he first entered Qianchuan, Song Lingshuang coaxed his grandson Jue to eat a piece of the famous local snack "stinky tofu".Changsun Jue only took one bite, but his face smelled bad for three days.

Song Lingshuang laughed while munching on the spicy and fragrant stinky tofu. Changsun Jue didn't know how to appreciate it, and finally finished eating it with his mouth smacking, and went to buy another bunch.

Changsun Jue, one head and three big, avoid him three feet away.

After walking like this for more than a month, the two finally arrived at the eastern border of Qianchuan, about ten days away from the imperial city.

Song Lingshuang's injury was recuperated by Changsun Jue all the way, and it has already healed very well, not even leaving a scar.After all, Changsun Jue's right shoulder was pierced by Xuangang Chi, leaving a red mark the length of the little finger on the shoulder blade and collarbone. Song Lingshuang was more angry about this than Changsun Jue himself.

Others don't know, but Song Lingshuang knew that he took a bath with Changsun Jue when he was a child.The word "skin like creamy fat" refers to Changsun Jue.He didn't even have a birthmark on his body, so why did that Broken Winged Tiger stain such a perfect piece of jade with flaws?How can he not be angry?

"Shouldn't I really need to tell my father about the red flame epidemic?" Changsun Jue asked while walking on the forest road in the east of Qianchuan, where there were few people.

Song Lingshuang said: "This matter is too involved. It is better not to say anything before everything is clear. If you don't say anything, it will avoid Master's worries. We have already informed you when you left Minghe. If you are still afraid of Master's worries, you can report safety along the way." yes."

Changsun Jue nodded and performed a communication technique.A message spell is a spell that conveys a brief message.But it is not without restrictions, only the place where the message array has been set up in advance can receive the message delivered by the message technique.Even if it is thousands of miles away, the messenger only needs to know the formula of the message array to transmit the information to the message array instantly.

The Xianmen family has its own message array, which is convenient for the disciples who go out to pass the news.The communication technique couldn't convey too much information, and Changsun Jue only briefly reported that he was safe.

It was getting late, and soon the two found a small town to settle down.There are no villages or shops in front of this town, it is really barren, there is only one inn.As soon as Song Lingshuang stepped into the gate of the inn, he began to lament its dilapidated state.At this moment, he suddenly heard a somewhat familiar voice.

"Master, please do me a favor and let us stay here first. We really had our purse stolen when we were eating in your hall just now! You let us pay for the meal and accommodation on credit first, and we will definitely double it the next day." Give it back! Ah, no, it’s okay to triple it? How about I give you this dress? This dress is also made of golden silk, and it’s worth a lot of money!" A young man in his early twenties was full of helplessness, earnestly pleading with the shopkeeper.Beside him stood a young girl of about sixteen or seventeen.

The shopkeeper looked embarrassed: "Young master, we really can't find a shop to pawn your clothes in a small place like ours. A small shop like mine can't do business on credit. Even if we are unlucky for the meal, you still have to pay for the accommodation separately." Find another place!"

The young man was a little anxious: "Aren't you fooling me? You are the only inn in this town. Where can I find another place?"

The shopkeeper smiled politely: "There is a deserted temple in the west of the town."

Ai Zixuan was angry and anxious: "You..." Before he finished speaking, he only heard Changsun Jue calling, "Zixuan?"

As soon as Ai Zixuan turned his head, he saw the familiar white clothes, and his eyes shone instantly, extremely hot!Only two words appeared in his eyes, savior!Ai Zixuan never dreamed that Changsun Jue would appear here, and instantly, like a lost milk dog seeing its owner, he flew over and hugged Changsun Jue, pretending to cry, "Brother Changsun! Help me!"

Song Lingshuang didn't realize who "Zixuan" was at first, but now he remembered.With a half-smile, he pulled Ai Zixuan off his eldest grandson Jue, and said, "Oh, so it's brother Ai! Long time no see! We Jiangyang princes have a day when we don't have enough money?" Just as he was about to say a few more sarcastic remarks, suddenly He noticed the girl standing next to Ai Zixuan.She had also turned her head around, her eyes fixed on Changsun Jue motionlessly.

This girl is dressed in simple clothes, although her outfit is simple, it can be seen that she is not a common thing.Her long hair was braided and hung sideways on her shoulders, her eyebrows were bright and her eyes were clear, and her face was elegant. Although she was not an unforgettable fairy-like appearance, she was still a beauty of seven or eight.

Song Lingshuang was always friendly to women, but this woman stared straight at Changsun Jue and completely ignored his own existence, which made him feel frustrated.So Song Lingshuang, who had a sarcastic face just now, instantly changed into a smile brighter than the sun, and said to the girl, "Who is this little girl? Could it be that she was surprised by the beauty of our family A Jue?"

The girl reacted, her cheeks blushed slightly, but she was not as flustered as Song Lingshuang expected. Instead, she walked over gracefully and saluted, "Xie Yilan, I have seen the two elder brothers."

Song Lingshuang said, "Your surname is Xie?"

Ai Zixuan chuckled and said: "Brother Song, you guessed right, she is the eldest lady of the Xiqi Xie family, and also my cousin."

Xie Yilan seemed reluctant to reveal her identity, but Ai Zixuan had already told her the truth, so she could only nod her head slightly.

Changsun Jue nodded politely and said, "Minghe Changsun Jue, this is Song Ye."

Xie Yilan lowered her head slightly, with a shy face, "Actually, we have met before, Brother Jue..."

"Brother Jue..." Song Lingshuang raised his eyebrows, looked at the eldest Sun Jue beside him and said in his heart, "Why didn't I know when this kid had a younger sister? Chang Sun Jue, Chang Sun Jue, I thought you were a stunned young man. You can do it!"

However, Lengtouqing himself was at a loss: "Have we met?"

Xie Yilan was stunned for a moment, and smiled to hide the disappointment that flashed in her eyes: "It's not surprising that Brother Jue doesn't remember, it happened many years ago, and it's in Taohualing."

Changsun Jue was thoughtful, but still didn't seem to think about it.

Ai Zixuan looked left and right, and said: "How about we settle the matter of staying in the hotel first, and then talk about it later?"

Song Lingshuang chuckled and glanced at Changsun Jue.Changsun Jue didn't say a word, went to the shopkeeper, pressed a few pieces of broken silver, and said, "Three rooms are up."

Ai Zixuan came over and asked, "Why three rooms? Brother Changsun, do you want to squeeze one room with me?"

Song Lingshuang hooked his right hand, put it on Changsun Jue's shoulder, and said, "Brother Ai, you are overthinking. A Jue shares a room with me."

Ai Zixuan glanced at Changsun Jue, and was a little surprised to see that he didn't intend to refute.

Sensing his gaze, Changsun Jue explained indifferently: "We don't spend too much money, so we can save as much as we can." How could he say it, even if there are two rooms, someone will come running over in the middle of the night with shame.

Ai Zixuan said apologetically: "It turns out that you are also in difficulty. Then why don't I squeeze in with Brother Changsun and Brother Song? If you want another quilt, I'll just sleep on the floor."

Song Lingshuang patted Ai Zixuan on the back: "Brother Ai, you don't have to be polite, the majestic Prince Jiangyang, how can you play on the floor. You don't have to worry about it, we are not far from our destination anyway."

Ai Zixuan asked: "Where are you going?"

Song Lingshuang looked at him and smiled: "Speaking of which, we are going to your territory, Brother Ai."

Ai Zixuan was a little surprised: "Imperial City?" Then he smiled, "That's just right, we are also going back to the Imperial City, why not go together."

Song Lingshuang said: "Okay! Just to catch up with Brother Ai!"

In a few words, Song Lingshuang learned that Ai Zixuan was on his way home, and a few days ago ran into Xie Yilan who was going to the imperial city to find her aunt, so she went with her.And he also told Ai Zixuan that his trip was to find someone in the imperial city.The four agreed to leave early the next morning, and then went back to their rooms.

Before dinner, Song Lingshuang and Sun Jue simply ordered some food and ate in the room.

Chang Sun Jue still chewed slowly, while Song Lingshuang still ate happily, and began to drink the wine one by one.

Song Lingshuang asked while drinking: "A Jue, you are not mean enough, when did you hide an extra sister from me?"

Changsun Jue didn't realize it for a while, and then realized that he was talking about Xie Yilan, "I didn't hide it from you. I don't know her."

Song Lingshuang joked: "Tsk tsk tsk, you are too ruthless. My little girl would be so sad to hear you say that!"

Changsun Jue: "I really don't remember her."

Song Lingshuang: "She said she saw you in Taohualing, why don't I remember that we have been to Taohualing."

Changsun Jue thought for a moment: "It is true that 'we' have never been there, but I have. When you went to Hantian Academy to study, Mrs. Xiulian passed away, and my father took me to Taohualing to mourn. It must have been at that time."

Song Lingshuang was about to ask again when there was a knock on the door.He opened the door and saw that it was Ai Zixuan.

Ai Zixuan was not polite either. After entering the door and sat down, he began to have a drink by himself, and greeted Song Lingshuang, "Senior Brother Song, don't ask me for a drink! We haven't seen each other for a long time, just drink two more glasses."

Song Lingshuang, who was stunned at the door, smiled, closed the door and went back to the table, "A Jue can't drink with me, but I've waited for Brother Ai! We've been away from Hantian Courtyard for a long time, Brother Ai called me to say hello to senior brother and senior brother."

Ai Zixuan was also not polite to him, and changed his words, "Then Zixuan would be more respectful than obedient!" He smiled and asked Changsun Jue, "Brother Changsun, didn't you get married by that old man of the Hua family? Why are you in Huaijiang? ?”

Song Lingshuang asked in surprise, "How do you know about his marriage proposal?"

This time it was Ai Zixuan's turn to be puzzled: "Why didn't I know? We have been exchanging letters all these years. Brother Changsun didn't tell you? The last letter he said was about the old man Hua's arrival in Minghe."

Song Lingshuang turned her head to look at Changsun Jue dissatisfied, raised her eyebrows and asked, "That's right, why didn't you tell me?"

Changsun Jue continued to eat his meal, and said slowly, "You didn't ask."

Song Lingshuang was momentarily at a loss for words.Yes, he didn't ask.Doesn't this mean that he has a heart-to-heart exchange with a good friend?Who knew that it was this kid who communicated with Changsun Jue in letters!

"But it's thanks to me sending the homework of the Hantian Academy to my eldest grandson one by one over the years, so he didn't fail in his studies!" Ai Zixuan sipped his wine quite proudly.

"Brother Ai," Song Lingshuang patted him on the shoulder and said with a smirk, "Don't think I don't know that you just want to copy your homework!"

Ai Zixuan was a little embarrassed, and smiled: "You can kill two birds with one stone, hehe, you can kill two birds with one stone."

Song Lingshuang stopped teasing and asked, "Brother Ai just said that Miss Xie is your cousin?"

Ai Zixuan nodded: "The current emperor, Concubine Xie, who is my uncle, is the younger sister of Xiqi Xie's suzerain, that is, Yilan's aunt. Although the relationship is a bit far away, Yilan is indeed my relative. I don’t know anything about it, so I call her cousin.”

Eighteen years ago, the marriage of the third daughter of the Xiqi family into the royal family was actually a major event that caused a sensation in Chizhou.Because practitioners are not allowed to be admitted to the imperial family, Xie Tang, who was only 18 years old at the time, destroyed his golden core, abolished his cultivation and married Emperor Xianqing, who was 16 years older than him, and was named a noble concubine.It's just that Song Lingshuang was still young, and Changsun Jue was not born at that time, so he had no impression of this matter.

Song Lingshuang: "I see."

Ai Zixuan went on to say: "Speaking of Yilan, the situation is a bit similar to elder brother's. Old man Hua ran to Xiqi to propose marriage to his son, and Master Xie almost agreed, which scared Yilan away from home. .”

Changsun Jue held his job bowl, and his expression finally changed a little.

Song Lingshuang was surprised: "What? Xiqi was also mentioned in the marriage proposal? Is this old man selling his sons and daughters everywhere? Which son will he give him?"

Ai Zixuan continued: "He has only one son."

Song Lingshuang patted his forehead: "Oh, yes, I forgot. Is that the most beautiful man in Chizhou, the sick man Hua Chen?"

Ai Zixuan nodded: "That's him."

Song Lingshuang clicked his tongue, nodded and said, "Then you must escape."

Hua Chen is the youngest and only son of Hua Zhongyang, the patriarch of Qinghe Fahrenheit family. He is about the same age as grandson Jue.No. 1 in the ranking of boudoir dreamers.It's just that he has been a medicine jar since he was born, and his body is weak and unable to practice, and he has not even formed a pill.Although his face was pale and slightly weak, it didn't affect the handsome man's appearance at all. On the contrary, because of his morbid gloom, he aroused the love and affection of the girl in the boudoir.

But Brilliance, although sick physically, has an extremely arrogant attitude.Song Lingshuang and Changsun Jue had only met him once, and they were shocked by his arrogance and arrogance.

Song Lingshuang was 13 years old at that time, and Changsun Jue was only nine years old.The two followed Song Yu and Changsun Huan to Hua's house to attend the art training meeting.The adults are busy, and the children are either playing in groups or wandering in the Bailing Market.

Changsun Jue didn't like to mix with other children, so Song Lingshuang took him around.The two passed by the back garden and happened to come across Hua Chen in the pavilion in the garden who was losing his temper for some reason.Hua Chen, who was less than ten years old, was thin and weak. He kicked a fifteen or sixteen-year-old maidservant and kicked her far away.The maid rolled over and fell at Song Lingshuang's feet.

Song Lingshuang couldn't see people bullying women the most, so he helped the maidservant who looked terrified, looked at Hua Chen in the pavilion, and said, "If you have something to say, why bother?"

Brilliance was dressed in green brocade, his shiny black hair was tied behind his head by golden jade hair, his complexion was pale but his face was like a crown of jade, from his clothes and hair ornaments to his eyebrows and eyes were exquisite like a doll.It's just that the puppet's face was filled with disdain that was incompatible with its beauty. He slightly rolled his eyes and squinted at Song Lingshuang: "Who are you?"

Song Lingshuang cupped his hands, "Nanling Song Ye."

"So it's Mr. Song." Brilliance sneered, "Since I'm from Nanling, I, Brilliance, taught my servants a lesson in Bailingxu, so there's no room for you to comment."

Song Lingshuang: "So it's Mr. Hua!"

Brilliance chuckled, thinking that Song Lingshuang had finally recognized her identity, but she didn't expect Song Lingshuang to say, "I've seen the world today. A slave is not considered a human being, and a master is not human at all. Dare to love this Bailingxu person is a rare thing! "Whether Song Lingshuang is in Nanling or Minghe, he is used to being the boss and loves to fight against injustices. When he meets someone who is unreasonable, even if he knows that he is a guest, he can't help but choke.

"You!" Brilliance blushed with anger.After a moment, he calmed down, looked at the maid who was kicked by him just now, and was still trembling beside Song Lingshuang, and said coldly, "Come here."

Song Lingshuang stopped her, but the maid did not dare to resist her master and walked over tremblingly.When the maid approached, a sneer appeared on the corner of Brilliance's mouth, and he kicked the maid's chest again.

Although Brilliance is only a child of about ten years old and has never formed an alchemy, how can a teenage girl's body stand up to being kicked twice like this.The maidservant flew out with a muffled cry of "Ugh" and fell to the ground with blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.There were more than a dozen servants standing beside Brilliance, men and women, most of them cowered and lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound, for fear that they would be the next one.

Song Lingshuang frowned and said angrily, "You!"

Brilliance sneered and said, "She didn't need to be punished anymore, but Mr. Song is too good at talking, so she got kicked again." He looked provocatively, "Just say something, and I will kick her. Mr. Song wants more say what?"

The maid who was kicked to vomit blood looked at Song Lingshuang in fear, the expression in her eyes was self-evident.

Song Lingshuang had a gloomy face and stopped talking.

Changsun Jue stood aside with an angry face.He tugged at Song Lingshuang's hand, and said softly: "The villain is shameless, he doesn't care about things. Let's go."

Song Lingshuang was grabbed by Changsun Jue's cold little hand, recovered, nodded and said, "Okay." Then, under Brilliance's cold gaze, he pulled Changsun Jue out of the back garden.

"Sanggong, I don't like him." Changsun Jue said seriously after leaving the back garden.

Looking at his cute little face, Song Lingshuang felt a little warmer in his heart, couldn't help but patted his head, and said with a smile, "I don't like him, Mr. Xiang either!"

"Brother Changsun, you said just now that you are going to the imperial city to find someone. Who are you looking for? Maybe I can help." Ai Zixuan brought Song Lingshuang back from his memories with a single sentence.

Changsun Jue glanced at Song Lingshuang, and Song Lingshuang nodded.Changsun Jue said: "Our trip is to find Mr. Chang Yuanchang."

Ai Zixuan: "Ghost doctor Mr. Chang? His Baicao Studio is in the eastern suburbs of the imperial city. Although I have never visited it, it should not be difficult to find."

Song Lingshuang: "Brother Ai also knows Mr. Chang?"

Ai Zixuan smiled: "My imperial aunt, that is Concubine Xie Guifei, is not in good health. Mr. Chang has been helping to recuperate. Doctor Chang must enter the palace once a month. As for me, I can meet occasionally."

Song Lingshuang: "So that's the case. It seems that Doctor Chang and Concubine Xie Guifei have a very close relationship." Concubine Xie is the first daughter of Xiqi, and the younger sister of Xie Feng, the suzerain of the Xie family, and Xie Tong, the Xiulian monarch.Since Chang Yuan is Xie Tong's best friend, it's not surprising that she met her younger sister.

Ai Zixuan nodded and lowered his voice: "I heard that Dr. Chang lives in the outskirts of the imperial city because of my aunt."

Both Song Lingshuang and Changsun Jue were a little surprised.

Ai Zixuan saw the expressions of the two, smiled and sipped his wine and said: "Don't ask me why, I don't know, the maids in the palace passed it on. You just listen to it casually, and let my uncle know, how many times do I have?" Not enough brains."

So you're still spreading rumors here?Song Lingshuang couldn't help but slander.

It was late, and Ai Zixuan went back to his room after drinking enough.Changsun Jue sat on the bed to adjust his breath, while Song Lingshuang sat at the table to write and draw.

Song Lingshuang has been like this since he came out of Yihu Cave, Changsun Jue couldn't help asking: "What are you painting?"

Song Lingshuang looked up, "I'm just thinking about how to make the talisman attach to Lingwu. Do you remember when we first confronted the winged tiger?"

Chang Sun Jue nodded.

Song Lingshuang continued: "At that time, Hong Chen could actually contain the winged tiger, but he couldn't make an effective attack. To deal with a dexterous monster like the winged tiger, if he could use the whip technique and use the talisman with the whip at the same time, the advantage is indescribable .So I have been thinking about how to attach the talisman to the whip."

Changsun Jue thought about it seriously, and said: "It's difficult. Talismans use spiritual power to resonate with space, while using Lingwu uses spiritual power to resonate with weapons. You want to activate the Talisman while whipping the whip." , That is to say, Hongchen needs to independently classify the spiritual power you input, part of it is used for Lingwu resonance, and part is used for space resonance. I can't think of any way to make the spiritual power autonomously differentiate."

Song Lingshuang: "I didn't expect that either." He smiled lightly, "I'll think about it." As he spoke, he walked to the bedside and signaled Changsun Jue to move in with his eyes.Changsun Jue had no choice but to go inside.Song Lingshuang lay down on the couch and said, "Sleep first today! A good night is too short, daughter-in-law!"

Changsun Jue's face darkened: "Get lost!"

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