Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

Hearing that he seemed to have something to say, Jiang Luoyu didn't stop walking, her eyes wandered over the bamboo grove that gradually began to gather around her, knowing that she was almost there, and knowing that the people behind her still had something to say, she gradually slowed down The pace, simply let him talk about it, and replied: "Not bad."

"When I saw your handsome appearance, I thought you were a man's double. Who knows, it's just the appearance, and you are married to a man!"

Mi Qianqian stood behind him, her mouth pouted so high that she could hold an oil bottle, but when she said this, she looked very serious, staring at Jiang Luoyu's lavender back indignantly, as if It was like staring at a hole in his body, as if he was swearing.

"I, Mi Qianqian, are different from you! I want to aspire to be the No. [-] men's doubles in Mi's history! I will never be like you in the women's doubles, and I will never commit myself to a man!"

Before Mi Qianqian finished speaking, Mian Xing felt bad, and subconsciously covered his mouth, but he didn't. When he heard this obviously satirizing Jiang Luoyu's spineless words, his face was already ugly, almost nothing Started again, but Mi Qianqian looked like I was right, you were so worthless, staring at Jiang Luoyu's back who stopped walking when the words fell, with a haughty look.

"Oh?" After an unknown amount of time, the person with his back to the two of them finally turned around slowly, revealing a smile that was not forced or annoyed at all, but there seemed to be something else in his words. The gaze made Mi Qianqian, who was upright and confident, feel creepy again, "If you say that, Jingyu will have to wait and see."

The voice fell in the bamboo forest, and was carried away by a gust of wind after a while, leaving only the rustling sound of bamboo leaves.

In a boundless and dense green bamboo forest, a pure white figure was turning and moving, the bright sword light flashed through the falling green and yellow leaves, and the sword tip had an inch of silver sword energy, and the sword-wielding man had black hair falling to his shoulders , with only an ordinary plain-colored hair tie tied behind her head, revealing a pale, thin but delicate face.

Jian Guang drew a semicircle in the bamboo forest, and the majestic sword energy chopped down a piece of bamboo forest. The man in white jumped up lightly, and slammed on the bamboo branch flying on his toes. Zhong Xiao raised one after another with a glimmer of light, beautiful but chilling.

Unexpectedly, halfway through a move, the white-clothed man's face suddenly changed, as if a little weak, the sword in his hand flew away, his thin fingers grabbed the green bamboo beside him, and finally stood firm, thin and handsome There were beads of sweat on his face, and his lips turned blue in just a moment, and the sound of a violent cough resounded in the empty bamboo forest.

Seeing this situation just outside the bamboo grove, even though it was early summer, he still panicked and quickly stepped forward to put on the cloak for him, as if afraid that he would catch a cold. A voice sounded not far from the man, including a voice with a smile but no lack of worry.

"Brother Ji is good at dancing swords, but it's his body that matters. It's fine if I see it. If your brother sees it, you hard-working servants should be punished again."

The white-clothed man who had just practiced sword heard this voice, and immediately raised his head in surprise and joy. Not surprisingly, he saw Jiang Luoyu walking towards this side with a smile, and a smile appeared on his pale face. After taking a few breaths, she seemed to be much better, and then said: "Brother and sister-in-law came, I was too focused, and I didn't notice it."

While he was talking, Jiang Luoyu had already walked in front of him, looked at the long sword that was stuck in the soil and fell before it finished dancing, his eyes dimmed slightly, but his face turned to those little swordsmen. Si laughed and scolded: "What are you doing, why don't you take a chair to help your young master?"

Sit down, one of them is more and more tired than the other. "

Murong Ji was helped by the servants behind him to sit down. He covered the blanket and wiped his sweat. It took him a long time to finish it. He looked helplessly at Jiang Luoyu standing in front of him, his eyes narrowed It passed over his lower abdomen, and suddenly laughed softly: "Brother and sister-in-law, it's okay if you get used to it, just sit down by yourself. Brother and sister-in-law are the heart of the big brother now, if you bump into it, you will get out of it." What's wrong, big brother will definitely not spare me, please sit down quickly."

Jiang Luoyu noticed where his gaze was turning, and also saw the teasing intent in his gaze, she couldn't help shaking her head helplessly, let the servant bring the chair and sat down: "Your message is here. Quite clever."

After Murong Ji sat down, both his breathing and his complexion improved a lot. Hearing this, he said with a smile: "Those little servants dare not hide such a big good thing from me. They all hope that I will be happier and my body will be fine... Brother and sister-in-law finally came here, let's not talk about these things, now it's less than an hour after breakfast, and brother and sister-in-law are taking care of the housework, so you must have something to look for when you come here."

Jiang Luoyu nodded without going around in circles, straight to the point and pointed to the little beggar who was brought behind him with a reluctant face and was still struggling: "You are not in good health, why would I bother you with other mundane things? I brought this——the 'sir' whom your elder brother finally invited here, and came to see you specially."

But this time, before he finished speaking, Murong Ji seemed to know what he was going to say next, suddenly put away the smile on his face, and interrupted his words: "Brother and sister-in-law."

Jiang Luoyu thought he was worried in his heart, and after smiling, he didn't take it to heart, his expression remained unchanged, and he just asked: "What's wrong? But what's wrong, or do you think this gentleman's medical skills are not good..."

"No, brother and sister-in-law." Seeing that he wanted to continue, Murong Ji shook his head immediately, with a wry smile on his lips, "After so many years, I know best about my own body. Eldest brother has been in the Murong family since he entered the Murong family. I started to work hard for the sacrifice, but now my brother and sister-in-law are frightened and are in the palace for the first time and their health is not good, but they are still busy with the matter of the sacrifice, and the sacrifice really feels ashamed of the brother-in-law and elder brother."

"Brother Ji, you don't have to worry, your elder brother and I..."

"Ji knows what brother, sister-in-law and elder brother think. Although Ji has been locked away because of his health, his brother-in-law and elder brother have worked tirelessly to arrest people, just to heal Ji's illness. Ji can guess one or two. I'm afraid This gentleman was captured by the eldest brother from the outside with disgraceful means as a sacrifice..."

He just sat there, with black hair hanging down from his pale cheeks, his eyes were as clear as the blue sky outside the bamboo forest, but he contained the indifference and calmness that could finally be seen through. He came from a famous family and was both civil and military. As if he was very clear about the ending he wanted to accept, let alone any resentment, his handsome face seemed to be able to radiate light.

The little beggar standing not far away stopped struggling at some point, his eyes flashed with confusion, he watched Murong Ji raise his head straightly, and said to him with a very sure smile.

"Mr. Ji, this disease was brought from the womb. It has been getting worse and worse for so many years. Even the imperial doctor can't look down on it. Mr. Ji is still young and his medical skills must not be perfect. It is irrelevant if he can't be cured. Sacrifice I won't say anything more, and I won't feel that my husband is not good at learning, but he is just living and dying."

Seeing that Mi Qianqian's expression was a little different, Mian Xing let go of his hand a little bit, and let him walk to Murong Ji's side, looking at him with complicated eyes: "Aren't you...aren't you afraid of death?"

"Of course I'm afraid." Murong Ji watched him walk in front of him, his light-colored thin lips slightly curled up, and when his eyes were lifted up and exposed to the sun, they turned out to be a beautiful dark brown, like two solidified gemstones, "but If my death can not implicate others and set everyone free, I would rather die by myself."

Jiang Luoyu rubbed her brows, obviously guessing that Murong Ji would have such thoughts after suffering from illness for a long time, she didn't know how to persuade her for a while, so she could only sigh deeply: "Brother Ji..."

Mi Qianqian narrowed her eyes, but snorted coldly when she heard the words, suddenly grabbed Murong Ji's wrist on the wheelchair, and slammed her fingertips on his veins, regardless of whether Murong Ji would use it or not. The internal force threw him out, and he said angrily: "You say that, I suddenly became a little interested, and I just want to see if I can cure your illness!"

Murong Ji was suddenly caught by him, and he didn't struggle, but shook his head helplessly, obviously it wasn't the first time he had heard this kind of words, but when he saw clearly that the person in front of him was dressed like a beggar, There was a slight smile in his eyes, and a moment later he felt the strength on his wrist relax, and when he was about to withdraw his hand, he heard a low voice of surprise: "Eh? You..."

Jiang Luoyu, who was sitting in front of him, reacted the fastest, and believed that Luoshui Mi's name would be worthless, so she immediately reacted when she heard the voice: "Is there any problem?"

The little beggar looked serious, and after letting go of the hand he was holding, he switched to Murong Ji's other hand, his eyes hesitated as if he saw something, and he asked unceremoniously: "Give it to him." Are you ready for the cure prescription?"

Jiang Luoyu motioned for Sleeping Star behind him to come forward, and handed over a stack of medicine lists: "This is a prescription for ten years, if you still want to read it, I can continue to adjust the medicine used after the birth of Jidi—what, What do you see?"

"It's such a pity." The little beggar let go of Murong Ji's hand, and after hastily scanning the medicine list one by one, he suddenly said something shocking, "If I met you two years ago, I might not be able to cure you completely. Your illness is fine. It’s just that you were unlucky, I didn’t leave the clan two years ago, and my name was never famous in Dajin, your brother didn’t know my ability, so he wouldn’t arrest me to treat you.”