Quickly wear: My little husband is pampered and arrogant

Yuan He: "..."

He glanced at Yun Shu, who was inexplicably stupid, and fell silent without saying anything. Finally, he looked at Cen Ye, "When Li Shu dies, will anyone do the same thing to her? The pattern of the robe she wore looks a bit like a organizational."

"The young monk felt that this pattern was familiar at that time, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it."

Cen Ye thought for a while, "What you said makes sense. After all, the world is so big, don't think so much."

"Listen to my advice, don't put all the responsibilities on yourself. Just take it as it comes. You can't check them one by one."

Yun Shu suddenly interjected, "How can that be possible? Not to mention whether to investigate or not, there are not even any clues. Where to start to investigate, it is completely impossible to investigate, and it is a waste of time."

Yuan He shook his head, "The two donors thought too much, the young monk just asked more."

After all, he didn't have much time to check, and what he just said was all conjecture, and he didn't know whether it was correct or not. If he encountered the same thing in the future, he could just get rid of it.

but……

Yuanhe thought about the situation where someone helped them that night. Who was it?

Is it her?

He still remembered that she immediately carried him to a safe place, and she said something about the adrenaline rush that he couldn't understand at all.

Yuan He's thoughts were a little distracted, but Yun Shu's words brought him back, "What are you thinking about?"

He shook his head, "It's nothing, the monk will leave first if he has something else to do."

Cen Ye saw him leaving and moved his wrist, "I can finally drink. It's really boring to be a monk. I don't even have sex with women. Life is really boring."

Yun Shu grabbed a few peanuts and said, "What do you know? Master Yuan He will be ranked in the Immortal Class after his death, and he will be much better than the rest of us."

Cen Ye glanced at him sideways, "How about you also become a monk?"

Yunshu: "..."

"Why should I become a monk? My mother still expects me to start a family and give her grandchildren. Besides, I have no interest in becoming a monk. It's just that I'm not a womanizer. Not being able to eat meat is what makes me most uncomfortable."

He waved his hand, "Forget it, don't talk about it, let's have a drink."

Cen Ye said, "Okay." Then he shouted in the direction where the waiter was serving the dishes, "Waiter, bring two jars of good wine."

"Okay, sir, wait a moment."

Yuan He left the inn. If he had not left the inn, he would have spent the rest of his time with Shang Xu, which made him always want to escape.

He knew that she was destined for marriage and could not spend much time with her, but every time she weakened, he would agree, and in the end he kept entering an endless loop without knowing the solution.

Yuan He walked on the lively street. There were many fewer people in Fucheng today. It seemed that those who came to the city lord's mansion had gradually left.

At this time, someone called him from behind, "Yuanhe."

He turned around and looked over, it was her...

Yuan He walked up to her and said, "Donor Shang, what...are you doing out of the inn?"

Shang Xu's complexion was better than before, and she looked really good when she smiled. Her smile seemed to be filled with joy, and she was facing only Yuan He.

"Little Master, I was leaving, so when I saw you leaving the inn, I followed you out quietly. I was afraid I would never see you again."

Yuanhe paused and looked away from her. For some reason, he didn't dare to look at her. Her gaze was always very hot sometimes, and there were some emotions in it that he couldn't understand.

He wanted to say that it was best not to meet her. Every time they met, he would become different from before. He would only feel better if he did not meet her.

however……

The words that came out of his mouth were, "We'll meet."

Yuan He regretted it as soon as he said it. What did he say? !

His fingers suddenly tightened, "As long as Shang Donor has something important to do, we can meet him."

Wanting to cover it up, Shang Xu smiled a little deeper, twirled his fingertips, and pressed his own phalanges. If he pressed his, what would happen to him...

……

Three days later, after saying goodbye to Xiao Wang and Cen Ye, Yuan He, Yun Shu, and Shang Xu left Fucheng.

What he didn't expect was that Shang Xu caught wind and cold on the way, and the day to go to Zenshan Temple was postponed for a few days.

Yun Shu brought the cooked medicine over and said, "Master Yuanhe, it's still a little hot. How about I take care of Donor Shang? You haven't slept much all night, so go and rest."

Yuan He blinked his raw eyes. It was really uncomfortable not having closed his eyes for so long. He stretched out his hand and said, "No, bring the medicine."

Yun Shu always felt that he was very persistent with Shang Xu and had to do everything by himself. Can a monk really do this?

He couldn't figure it out and put the medicine on his hand, "It's still a little hot. Please be careful when giving the medicine to Miss Shang."

"Well, you go down and rest first."

After hearing the door closing, Yuan He picked up the medicine and sat beside Shang Xu's bed. He blew the medicine and paid attention to her condition from time to time. The other party closed her eyes, and her newly healed complexion now returned to its previous appearance. Pale and fragile, lifeless.

Her heart hurt like it was being squeezed. He had been very careful to look after her along the way, but she still caught the cold.

Coupled with her poor health, a bit of cold wind might kill her at any time. Yuan He's hand holding the medicine trembled slightly, and he couldn't imagine her leaving.

Will not……

He won't let her die...

Taoist heart moved again...

……

The next day.

Yuan He didn't sleep all night again. He licked his dry lips, got up and drank some water, and then came back to watch over her. After two days, Shang Xu gradually woke up.

At this time, Yuan He happened to meet her eyes. He blinked his eyes again and again, as if to confirm that she was awake. After confirming, the joy shining in his eyes was not hidden at all, "Donor Shang, you are awake!"

Shang Xu reached out and grabbed his wrist. He hadn't spoken for a long time and his voice was hoarse. "Little master, can you help me up?"

"Okay." Yuanhe agreed quickly and immediately helped her up and leaned on the bed. He asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"Let's not talk about it for now." She reached out to touch his eyes, staring at the red bloodshot eyes, feeling a little distressed, and asked softly: "Are you a little fool? Why don't you rest?"

Yuanhe's eyelashes trembled. The place she touched seemed to be hot and uncomfortable...

He quickly lowered his eyes and looked away from her, "No, the monk has slept."

"Lie." Shang Xu's eyes were intense, as if he wanted to see through him, "A monk cannot lie."

"Xiao Monk... didn't lie." Yuan He felt guilty. He didn't dare to look at her at all, so he could only pretend not to look at her, but the worry was still there. "Donor Shang, you haven't told Xiao Monk yet, are you there?" uncomfortable."

Shang Xu's eyes were dim and unclear. She had not expected the sudden cold wind this time, but she was too lazy to recover. After all, she could stay with her family Mumu for one more day and get close contact.