You remember son

Song Ximing had a dream.

In his dream, a young man in a purple cloak stood under the veranda on a snowy night.

Snow flakes as big as goose feathers blew into the corridor and brushed on his shoulders and hair. His face was red, and he didn't know whether he was cold or angry.

A tall young man turned around from the corner of the corridor, leading a bodyguard to rush towards him, and smiled at him, with white breath coming out of his mouth.

"Ashu, I'm late. Uncle Bai and father just left me...don't be angry."

The purple-clothed boy glanced at him, but didn't speak.

Seeing that his face was flushed from the cold, the tall boy covered him with his cloak again, and said with a smile, "You are so petty, I dare not offend you."

"Hmph, I thought you were trying to freeze me to death in this snowy night."

"How dare I? If you are going to freeze to death, I will be the first to be buried with you." The tall boy coaxed with a helpless smile, "Didn't I come here? Look, I brought you something .”

"What's so rare? An apology is not enough." The purple-clothed boy gave him half a glance.

The purple-clothed boy glanced at the amber in his hand from the corner of his eyes, and even under the night light, he couldn't see its appearance clearly, only that it was blue, which was nothing unusual.

"You, do you know that amber is the treasure of the Buddhist family." The tall boy stuffed the amber into the opponent's hand, held those cold hands in his hand, and said with a soft smile, "I will give it to you." With you, bless you, if I am not by your side, you will treat it as me."

"Don't make it sound like I can't live without you."

The purple-clothed boy proudly pulled out his hand, but he still held the amber in his hand.

The tall boy smiled without saying a word, took his hand into his own again, and said distressedly: "Look at you fool, if I don't come, don't you know how to go back? Your hands are so cold."

"Next time I won't wait for you."

Song Ximing woke up from the dream, feeling inexplicably sad.

Why did I have such an unreasonable dream? Could it be that I talked about Amber with Nan Xun during the day, and I had something in my heart?

That same night, Hua Jin was standing in the basement, and the cold air that filled the room at night seeped in through the purple fur cloak, making him cough a few times.

He approached the lacquered coffin on the stone platform, and the corpse lying in the coffin was already bones.

Hua Jin watched quietly, and he remembered his face, every word and smile, and his helpless appearance every time he was helpless...

Why you and I can only have this tragic ending?Hua Jin leaned on the stone platform in grief.

Almost out of grief, he coughed violently and slid on the ground while holding the stone platform.

It's so cold on the ground, he shivered because of the cold, but no matter how you are now, you won't care about yourself anymore.

Even if he freezes to death in this snowy night, he will never come again...

The two butlers, He Zhong and Chen An, were hanging around the village, leading people everywhere to find the owner.

But the whole village is too big, with deep corridors and countless rooms. It will take two or three hours for two hundred people to search all over the village. In this cold night, there is no guarantee that the owner of the village will be frozen to death in any corner.

The front and back yards and all the side yards were searched, even the rice warehouse, kitchen, and nursery and livestock pen were searched, but there was still no one.

He Zhong asked people to fish in more than a dozen ponds in the village.

Searched for two hours, still to no avail.

No one could be found before and after, so he had no choice but to knock on Nanxun's door.

Nan Xun took a deep breath, tightened his heartstrings, and said: "He must have something to do when he goes out at night, so he must be angry. I'm afraid he fell somewhere at this time, and he can't be found anywhere... Go to the secret room under the rockery in Xiyuan!"

It was only then that He Zhong panicked and remembered the secret room that the owner had dug out, and shouted, "Come on! Come with me to Xiyuan!"

Hua Jin sat in the cold secret room for three hours, and when she was carried out, her face was purple and she was unconscious.

The whole room was full of people tossing until dawn, and no one woke up after drinking two bowls of medicine.

Hua Jin was lying in Nan Xun's arms, just like a puppet with broken strings, it took a long time to feel it.

Nan Xun heard the person in his arms murmuring a name weakly, indistinctly.

He gently put the man down, turned around after covering the quilt, and the two housekeepers rushed forward eagerly: "Doctor Nan, how is the owner? Why haven't you woke up for a long time..."

"Not to mention that he suffers from lung obstruction and stomach carbuncle, even a little bit of cold on weekdays is enough for him. In that kind of cold place, even any of you will suffer from freezing in the middle of the night. Now he is so cold. It's been a long time...my medicine is useless."

"Then, the owner..." He Zhong and Chen An felt pain in their hearts when they heard this, and tears were about to come out.

Nan Xun's heart was also heavy, and he waved his sleeves to the two of them and said, "I'm leaving tonight, you guys have to take care..."

"Doctor Nan!" Chen An hurriedly called to Nan Xun, and grabbed his sleeve urgently.

The two housekeepers and the servants of the whole room immediately knelt down to Nan Xun.

Chen An said: "I beg Doctor Nan to save the owner! If you can't save him, there will be no one left in the world..."

Nan Xun looked back at the lifeless person on the bed, the corners of his eyes seemed to be torn apart, and he frowned.

Everyone thought that Nan Xun was still angry. After all, Nan Xun's temper as a doctor is well known in the world. No matter whether the patient is alive or dead, no one can keep him for three days. They all say that doctors don't like disobedient patients. The owner of his own family has not been able to make good soup and medicine for the past few days, and now he has stayed in the ice room awkwardly all night...

Goodbye Doctor Nan's eyebrows were almost twisted into knots, this time he was probably out of anger, if he hadn't kept the promise he had made with the old owner, he would have walked away long ago.

As soon as He Zhong thought that Nan Xun was going to leave, he was naturally anxious, and quickly persuaded him: "Recently, although we somehow made the owner and Doctor Nan not get along well, the old slave watched the owner grow up and knew that he is really hard-hearted and soft-hearted. Your temper, you are generous, but don't be serious with the owner..."

Nan Xun took the sleeve out of Chen An's hand, and sighed, "How could I leave him alone, let everyone in the world ignore him, but I can't."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and He Zhong asked again: "Then you are leaving to..."

"Now there is only one medicine that can be tried. I will go to Zhao country overnight to get the medicine. During my absence, you will feed the medicine every day according to the prescription just now. Although you can't wake up, you can hang your life... I If you leave, you must take good care of him."

Nan Xun looked at Hua Jin's pale face, worried, and cast a cold glance at the two of them: "If he makes a mistake when I come back, don't say you are sad, I will definitely kill you!"

The two of He Zhong and Chen An were just relieved, and they were surprised by Nan Xun's words. On weekdays, Dr. Nan is usually peaceful, and he has never seen such a cold-eyed and threatening appearance...

Want to return to thinking, but the two still agreed without hesitation.

Nan Xun took advantage of the night to whip his horse and left the villa for the city gate.

The journey was long, and he remembered three years ago.

Three years ago, people from Qilin Village of Li State came to Zhao State to find him, saying that the young owner of the village was seriously ill, and the old owner asked him for medical treatment with a lot of money.

I heard that he has visited countless famous doctors, and he even invited his father to go there. It seems that he is a difficult patient.He has always liked to pick something new, so he went.

At that time, when I went to see a doctor, Hua Jin had only one breath left, lying under the quilt with that thin appearance, with almost no hope in sight.

But I don't know why?With just one glance, just one glance at Hua Jin, he knew that he would never be able to leave this time.

Sometimes Nan Xun also thinks that there really is such a strange feeling as "love at first sight" in the world.It's not my fault that my tricky sister always mocks me.

Forget it, he simply found an excuse for himself and obeyed the promise with the old owner - when to heal the young owner and when to leave.

Getting along like this is three years.

But when the flowers are exhausted, he wants to keep himself, just because he said that he can save that person.

But it was just a white bone.

Nan Xun's horse did not stop whipping, and it took six days to reach Zhao Guo.

After entering Tianyi Village, go straight to the Tianji compound in the village, to find the current head of Tianyi Village, Xiao Qingmu.

When Zhuangzhong's disciples saw their uncle coming, they all saluted and led him into the library.

Nan Xun finally saw Xiao Qingmu in the library.

He was caressing a roll of bamboo slips slowly with his fingertips, his face was peaceful, he was still wearing a snow-green robe with a crimson belt, he never seemed to be too cold.

It's a pity that the calm and handsome man in front of him is blind.

Xiao Qingmu, who was touching the reading slips, turned his face sideways when he heard the sound, the light blue color shone like glass in his eyes.He heard the person's location.

Before the disciple bowed to report, Xiao Qingmu smiled gently and kindly: "Senior brother, you haven't come back for three or four years, right?"

"Qingmu, I came to ask you to borrow some medicine." Nan Xun said.

"What medicine?"

"Soul Prophecy Grass."

"What do you want it for?" Xiao Qingmu was slightly surprised in his smile.

The two left the study building and sat in the flower hall for a while.

When Nan Xun finished talking about these three years with Xiao Qingmu, Xiao Qingmu was unavoidably surprised, showing a "really rare" expression, and smiled at Nan Xun on the left: "I didn't expect that senior brother would have today? I really want to meet this person whom Senior Brother cares about so much."

"However," he had to remind again: "This Prophecy Soul Grass is like a meth, and the dosage is slightly inappropriate... This playboy has a weak constitution, how dare you take risks?"

It is said that the prophecy soul grass can save a life, as long as there is still a breath, it can transfer the soul from the gate of hell.

However, the properties of this medicine are difficult to control, and the chances of dying from the medicine are often higher than saving the life. That's how the master left back then.This is also the reason why Nan Xun would rather spend three bowls of medicine a day, rather than give him a dose of Soul Prophecy Grass.

If he wasn't forced to do this, he would never take a risk on Hua Jin.

"I will test the medicine first." Nan Xun said.

"Senior brother, let me say one more thing, most of this young man of the Hua family has incurable diseases..."

"He is an incurable disease. But if I am here, he will be able to be here one day."

"He has no thoughts about life, but suffers from illness and suffering every day. What is holding him back?"

"He wanted to revive a dead man."

"It turned out to be a perplexing obsession." Xiao Qingmu wondered again: "He believes in you when it comes to bringing the dead back to life?"

"If you miss someone too much, you will believe everything." Nan Xun sighed, but looked at Xiao Qingmu enviously: "You don't care about anyone, so naturally you don't believe these things. When you meet someone You will be as obsessed as we are with those who put you in a dilemma."

Xiao Qingmu shook his head and said with a smile: "Senior brother made me look like a heartless person."

Nan Xun also smiled and said: "You act modestly, rationally and moderately, I am not as good as you. But..." He changed the description of sighing again: "Sometimes, being heartless and heartless is at ease."

"But since you know that people cannot be resurrected after death, why did you lie to him?"

"I lied to him to save him." Nan Xun said helplessly: "His illness should have gone three years ago. If it wasn't for the obsession, he wouldn't be able to live to this day. I can't let him know that I am sick." There is nothing you can do about that person, if his breath dissipates, it will be over."

Xiao Qingmu thought for a while, then asked with a calm smile: "Brother, do you still remember that when Master was still alive, he said that if he could gather [-] silkless silkworms, wrap the golden threads they spit out into a human form, inject them with spiritual power, and lead them back to you?" Three souls and seven souls, waiting for the opportunity, can they be brought back to life?"

"I remember. But it's just strange, Ah Jin is only twenty-one, but that person is already a bone, at least he has been dead for several decades, so there are still three souls to attract—I don't know, who is that person? "