[Sword Three] In the days when I was forced to become Wanhua

After Su Qian went back, she fell ill.

It's not even winter yet, but I'm hugging a thick brocade quilt, hugging the stove, squinting my eyes and lazily leaning against the newly bought carved gums, sometimes freeing up a hand to flip through a book, But most of the time is half dead asleep.

There is a long breath flowing in the chest of martial arts practitioners, and Su Qian can't tell what it is, but because it is related to martial arts, the stronger the martial arts, the more continuous the breath flowing in the body—— But, it's not internal force either, which is very strange.

But this aura represents the warrior's strength, life and death, and illness. This aura is like the lifeline of the warrior. If it is strong, it will be strong, and if it is weak, it will be weak.

Fortunately, because of illness, Su Qian, who had made up her mind not to harm the house any more, took the opportunity to satisfy her addiction to buying a house, so he bought one of the exquisite houses in Luoyang City.After Su Qian walked out of the mountain city that day, she felt that the energy in her chest had suddenly weakened a lot. After a month of cultivation in this courtyard, she felt that she had recovered—actually, Su Qian himself always has the illusion that he is so happy with his local tyrant's style that he feels lighter all over his body.

As mentioned earlier, ten gold can buy a house with a garden in Chang'an, and it can naturally be done in Luoyang.However, Su Qian became ill this time suddenly, and became more and more delicate during the illness. This house is four or five times the size of the house in Chang'an. Su Qian also asked Tang Wuyuan to find housekeepers and servants in a serious manner, dozens of people. Serving him alone is naturally so comfortable and appropriate.

Speaking of which, the best piece of land on the edge of the West Lake, the old owner Ganqing Ye didn't spend much money when he bought it?Su Qian secretly began to think about the feasibility of doing the same for herself... But the best and most expensive land in West Lake has already been taken up by Hidden Sword Villa, so it's at worst to ask Mr. Ye about it. ask? ... Oh no, it is Ye Yingda, the son of Ye Laozhuang, who is in charge now.

That being said, what is the name of the old master Ye?Su Qian knew it at first, but for some reason, she suddenly couldn't remember. Was it Ye Mengchun, Ye Mengxia, Ye Mengqiu or Ye Mengdong?

It seems that the topic is a bit far away?Pull it back.Tang Wuyuan's description of that day was that he saw Su Qian walking back and forth on the edge of the cliff alone, but he seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall, so he could only stand and watch.

Su Qian expressed doubts about this. The ghost market generally refers to the sale of some shady things, so both buyers and sellers conduct transactions in the dark, just like the ghost market in Panjiayuan in Beijing, but what happens if they can't get through? , and what can explain the sudden sobriety and disappearance of the market that day?This feeling as if he was dreaming and seeing something he shouldn't see made him feel novel and scared, but he couldn't help but caress the jade tablet like a Wang Chengtan.

Through the jade tablet, I can still see my hand, which is slender, powerful, and well-proportioned, like bamboo.If it were placed in the modern age, just stretching out one hand could captivate a group of girls and make them hold their hearts together—of course, including myself at that time.

When Su Qian was lying on the couch and bored, she liked to look at her hands repeatedly, and caressed the skin on her palms intentionally or unintentionally. He really liked the feeling of the blue color reflected on his hands through the sunlight. , It's like putting two pieces of fine jade together, it only makes people feel like a treat.

The door creaked and was pushed open, Su Qian heard the sound and raised her head to look over there, Tang Wuyuan came in with a water basin in her lowered eyebrows, saluted, and waited for him to wash without taking a breath.Su Qian obediently raised her face to let him wipe it. After wiping, he went to change a handkerchief, rolled up Su Qian's sleeves carefully, wiped her hands carefully, and put down the sleeve after wiping one. , and then tucked it back into the bed.

This energy is almost the same as serving his bedridden father.

Su Qian was not used to it at the beginning. Tell me, this young master of the Tang family has no characters. Hey, hey, at least he has a level of ninety. In the past, Su Qian spent every second because of injuries on his body. , now...hehe.The Tang family is famous for their poisonous techniques and assassination, if they really want to fight, he is afraid that he will lose with the word 'ruthless'.Oh, by the way, Su Qian's level has been raised by one level for no reason, and it is now level 96.In any case, this young master of the Tang family served him very slavishly, and it would be trivial to describe it as meticulous.

Of course, Su Qian was feeling uncomfortable. If you were replaced by a young talent who was as talented and good-looking as you in martial arts, and this young talent had a grudge against you and served you like a master, can you feel relieved?Su Qian was afraid that one day the life of serving him would be gone.

But this Tang Wuyuan was really very persevering, no matter how hard Su Qian made things difficult for him, he would not say anything wrong.

After wiping his hands, Tang Wuyuan helped Su Qian up, stuffed two cushions behind his back, let him lean on comfortably, and went to change a basin of water.When the basin of water came in, it was still boiling hot, filled with the aroma of herbs, it was not so much water as medicine - this was a prescription brought by Pei Yuan, and Su Qian used it to soak his feet every day, which was very nourishing .

Tang Wuyuan put the wooden basin beside the bed, bowed silently, said a word of apology, squatted down and reached out to catch Su Qian's feet from the brocade quilt - this thing was very hot, Su Qian's body There are injuries, and exercise is harmful but not beneficial, so Wanhua came to say that Su Qian was not allowed to use her internal strength, so...how hot the water in this basin is, Su Qian will feel hot, and she can't do any harm.

Su Qian is capable of putting her feet into the scalding water?

Don't even think about it!

So I troubled the young master of the Tang family to do it.

Tang Wuyuan obviously had a lot of experience in catching, he swiped his hand in the quilt, and then pulled down, Su Qian's feet were caught out so unwillingly, so cleanly that it was like killing a chicken with a butcher's knife——Tang Wuyuan I didn't expect that the skills I had developed in the training about stealing information at home would be used in Furong's tent.

Tang Wuyuan grabbed Su Qian's arches with both hands, and without changing his face, he pressed those white and beautiful feet, which were almost like a woman's, into the hot liquid medicine together with his own hands - he can't put it down yet, don't look at Su Qian His face was as calm as if nothing happened, and he could jump up and kick the pot over in a matter of minutes if he let go of his hand.After entering the water, Tang Wuyuan clasped the back of his feet and gave Su Qian a massage.

Su Qian's eyes were slightly closed, with an elegant and leisurely look.In fact, at this moment, Tang Wuyuan has gone casually. He is afraid that he will say the word "scratch horse" and then ask the eighteenth generation of Tang Wuyuan's family ancestors. Is the weather so good today? I want my children and grandchildren to go down with them. He can help you for free. You are welcome...

Tang Wuyuan didn't let go until a pair of jade feet were burnt red. Su Qian was already so hot that she couldn't feel it, but when he pulled it out, it hurt her heart. Tang Wuyuan wiped it dry for him carefully. Su Qian He raised his eyebrows, and stepped on Tang Wuyuan's shoulder with damp feet, looking like a bear who can't help you.

Tang Wuyuan was half-kneeling, didn't even move his eyelids, just reached out to pick up his other foot from the water and wiped it dry, then grabbed the one on his shoulder and stuffed it under the quilt Helping him tidy up the quilt, he said: "Tomorrow is the last day Mr. Pei ordered, and the Lord will soon be able to use force."

Su Qian lowered her head and played with the jade token in her hand, and said lightly: "Well, you can go out."

As soon as the door was closed, Su Qian immediately turned over in pain, with blank eyes, she grabbed the quilt full of arms and rubbed vigorously, buried her face in it, and kept drilling inside, pretending to be like an ostrich It's like - it hurts to death Nima!

When the quilt was almost destroyed, Su Qian almost recovered. She put her head on the quilt and squinted her eyes, thinking that lying down for a month is enough. From Luoyang to Luodao and then to Yangzhou , Qixiu arrived, and the letter in his hand can be regarded as handed over, and he will be completely fine. In his heart, he feels that he has not played enough. The bridge...he wanted to take a good look at it.

So what about Tang Wuyuan?You can't take him with you, can you?

Su Qian had no intention of bringing this time bomb with her anyway.

The next day, Tang Wuyuan soaked his feet as usual, after wiping his feet, Su Qian yawned softly and said: "Tomorrow I will leave for Luodao."

"Yes."

"I mean, I'm going to go alone."

"Although he was abandoned, he didn't dare to leave." Tang Wuyuan rubbed the acupuncture points of his feet calmly, dredging the meridians for him, after rubbing one, he paused, hesitated almost invisible, and then gently Put Su Qian's feet on his shoulders.

Su Qian frowned, and moved her feet to break away from Tang Wuyuan's hand and shrink into the brocade quilt. "Don't follow me anymore, is it necessary?"

Tang Wuyuan didn't get up, and said in a low voice: "If the master doesn't allow the subordinates to accompany him, the subordinates can guard in secret."

Su Qian almost groaned in her heart, and there was always a feeling that if she agreed, a Tang Sect would hide by her side all the time, ready to read your life-chasing arrow at any time.

It's just killing me! ! !

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Emma finally got the thesis format ready today, printed it out and handed it in. I have to defend next month... I'm so bored...

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