cold moon is king

A few people stood guard in front of the door with their heads down. There was a medicine stove in the middle of the courtyard. The shadow guard squatted on the ground holding cattail fans and kept fanning the fire. The whole body is stained with the smell of this medicine.

As soon as Wen Lingxuan entered the yard, he frowned tightly. Seeing him coming, the shadow guards all stopped their movements. He whispered, "Is the medicine ready?"

The fourteenth person who cooks the medicine said: "Not yet, I still have to cook for half an hour."

The door was closed tightly, and just as Wen Lingxuan's palm was pressed against the door, he seemed to have touched the fire, and quickly shrank back. Seeing that he stopped moving, the shadow guards at the door all backed away, not wanting to bear the warmth innocently. Ling Xuan's anger.

Wen Lingxuan said, "Is the doctor still inside?"

"No, the doctor has already gone back. He said that it was just some skin trauma. He lost a lot of blood and fell into a coma for a while. He will recover naturally after a few days. Master Shen is the only one inside."

Hearing this, Wen Lingxuan's expression was slightly stagnant, and he finally pushed open the door. He tilted his head and said in a low voice: "You all go out, go and clean up your hands. It's fine to leave fourteen here alone to cook medicine."

Shiqiben followed behind, his body froze when he heard the words, he bit his lip unwillingly and took a few steps back, watching the wooden door close.

Fourteen glanced at him, then looked away, the medicine stove in his hand was emitting white smoke, Fourteen suppressed his throat and said, "Have you finished the task in hand?"

Shi Qi's tasks have always been easy, and they are incomparable to them. He is the youngest, and has been raised by Wen Lingxun since he was a child. Wen Lingxun always took pity on him in the past, but since that incident, Wen Lingxun He has been cold for a long time.

Seventeen's dry lips were hot and trembling, and he couldn't say a word, as if he was being poked into an embarrassing thought. The task Wen Lingxuan gave him this time was undoubtedly to embarrass him. If he wanted to retrieve the jade pendant, if he didn't return the jade pendant, he wouldn't have to come back either.

That fat-headed guy lost something and couldn't speak clearly. He talked about being stolen in the street. He didn't even know the person's face. Didn't this make him look for a needle in a haystack? I asked all the pawnshops in the city one by one, but there was no news about this jade pendant.

Shi Qi even began to suspect that Wen Lingxuan had sent this task on purpose because he wanted to get rid of him. That fat guy with big ears had something in his heart, and he could guess it, but Wen Lingxuan forcefully interrupted his investigation of that task. The guy's persecution, let him find it by himself, don't bother that guy anymore.

Fourteen stopped fanning Huo, and Gujing Wubo's eyes looked at him, "This is the last time to help you, that fat man has been to Fengyue Pavilion, and he went to Fengyue Pavilion to look for it once after he lost his things, I saw it."

Shi Qi bit her lip, "Thank you, thank you."

Fourteen replied, "No need."

The original heavy smell of blood in the room has dissipated, leaving only a faint herbal smell. The heavy bed curtain hangs down, and half of the man's hand is still exposed outside the bed curtain, so pale that it is almost transparent, with blue blood vessels on it. Seeing clearly, Wen Lingxuan held his breath, and unconsciously slowed down his steps. He held the thin wrist, looked at the thin scars on it, and couldn't imagine how much the man had suffered these days.

The dry and cool lips kissed the bulging veins of that hand inch by inch, and the hot love in his chest also burned that hand with the thin and cool lips. He smelled the faint smell of blood on his hand, and his heart tightened. Clutched together, they turned into a fish, slowly growing bone spurs, piercing through, piercing through, dripping with blood.

He took a deep breath, hot tears splashed on the bluestone floor tiles, he frowned and looked for a while, then wiped his face in disbelief, his hot and humid cheeks were scorching hot, he wiped his face hard, his eyes were scarlet Lifting the bed curtain, the man lay silently on the bed with his eyes closed and his eyebrows frowning unsteadily.

His warm palm caressed the man's slightly frowning brows, trying to smooth out those wrinkles, he let out a breath of burning hot air, and gently stroked the man's brows with his trembling fingertips, the hand was held tightly in his palm. Almost crushed the man's bones.

His voice was blunt, his tight throat was pulled, and he struggled to make a sound, "Shen Miao, do you really hate me so much?"

Naturally, the person on the bed didn't answer him, he leaned over to get close to the man on the bed, his breath hit the man's face, he chuckled lightly, "Why don't you talk, then I'll treat you as if you fell in love with me," rubbing his wet eyelashes The man's eyelids seem to be coquettish, "Since you fall in love with me,

Then I kiss you, it's all right. "

He was only an inch away from those bloodless lips, but he hesitated. The man's even and long breath strengthened his determination. He leaned forward and rubbed against them in a roundabout way, like a pet seeking comfort. He was indeed frightened. .

The moment she learned of Shen Miao's disappearance.

He ordered the villagers to relocate quickly, but just when the villagers fled to another place in a hurry, they found that Shen Miao was no longer among them. In fact, Shen Miao wanted to escape, so who could stop him? After all, it was just his feelings for Wen Lingxuan It just kept pulling him.

Why did he disappear while taking advantage of this migration?

The first thing Wen Lingxuan suspected was Chu Jiangli. He suspected that the relocation had been revealed, and Chu Jiangli's group took the opportunity to kidnap Shen Miao.

But after observing for a few days, after the Chu family led troops to Liu's Village, he knew that he had misunderstood. Chu Jiangli hadn't done anything to Shen Miao, otherwise they should have known about the relocation, so why would they have sent someone there? The original site of "suppressing bandits"?

This didn't comfort him, and made his heart sink even more. It was Shen Miao who wanted to leave.

Wen Lingxuan sent shadow guards to search for several days but failed to find Shen Miao, and only recently got news that someone with a similar appearance was seen in a small road not far from the capital, and he was a bandit.

He didn't believe it at first, Shen Miao would never become a bandit no matter what, and then sent someone to inquire, and those shadow guards stuttered and couldn't speak, then he knew that the news was true and that person was really Shen Miao.

It can be said that he was furious, Shen Miao would rather be the bandit he despised the most than be with him.

He didn't believe that the group of bandits would fight against him for Shen Miao, his current status was different from the past, but he didn't expect that group of bandits who had no vision would still fight with the shadow guards.

Shen Miao came back covered in blood.

No one could say who was the one who got hurt, but they finally came back.

The hot and humid tongue licked along the man's lips, but the man frowned in pain and let out a suppressed pain. Wen Lingxuan got up quickly, thinking that he had pressed the man's wound.

Little did he know that Shen Miao closed his eyes tightly, heaved a sigh of relief, and tens of thousands of horses galloped past again. Why did he face this situation when he just woke up?

Resisting the urge to run away, he turned his back on his back, but the wound on his chest was involved. He gasped, and then quickly closed his mouth, for fear that Wen Lingxuan would find out that he was awake.

He cursed in his heart, he was not mean to those little brats in the past, why was he so ruthless, he stabbed directly in the heart, if he hadn't hidden in time, then he would not have the embarrassing opportunity now, to see Lord Yan directly up.