How to Become a White Moonlight [Quick Transmigration]

It was the second time the two met, but the situation was quite different.

A pampered, full of vigor.

One was in rags and was dying.

Ever since he accidentally fainted in the White Mansion, Jiang Rong has lived a life of nocturnal and nocturnal life after regaining consciousness, taking pains to hide his whereabouts.

Jiang Rong's self-healing ability is amazing. The wound has already begun to scab, which is considered to have passed the dangerous period. Unexpectedly, the wind was strong late last night, and a sudden rainstorm came. Jiang Rong hid in the cave without any extra clothes to resist the wind and cold. At the fourth watch, he started to have a fever, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

When Bai Tan appeared, Jiang Rong seemed to have stepped into the gate of hell.

The vigilance and defense just now had already exhausted Jiang Rong's last bit of strength. He fell on the ground, struggling to look at people, with his fingers on the sword, like a cornered beast.

The child in front of him had pink and tender cheeks, like jade white dumplings, and a bright red cinnabar mole on the tender forehead, which was a bit more pleasing than the boy under Guanyin's seat.

Jiang Rong's voice was hoarse: "It's you."

A soldier can be killed but not humiliated, if it is found that he is hiding someone else, Jiang Rong would rather fight to the death with the other party, the worst is blood spattering on the spot.

No matter how bad luck makes people, it turned out to be the girl who had only met him not long ago. No matter how unscrupulous Jiang Rong was, he would not kill an ignorant and innocent child, let alone a child who caught his eye. edge of the child.

Thinking of this, Jiang Rong let out a sigh in his heart, he let go of his fingers, and lay down on the ground slumped, staring at the top of the rockery cave.

This person was covered in dirt and looked embarrassed, his face was flushed abnormally, but his eyes were as deep as a pool, bloodshot, full of resentment and unwillingness.

The eyes blinked slowly a few times, the pupils gradually became dilated, and the breath weakened.

If he fell asleep at this time, he might not be far away from death, Bai Tan was startled, hurriedly walked over, squatted beside the other party, looked at him condescendingly, and shouted crisply: "Wake up, wake up, don't sleep! "

The tender peach blossoms with a sweet fragrance fluttered on the tip of his nose unrelentingly. Jiang Rong couldn't bear to be bothered, and opened his eyes with all his strength, looking at the cute little face of Yuxue above him.

Just wake up, Bai Tan took out a milky white pill from the sachet, stuffed it into Jiang Rong's mouth, but had to whisper childishly: "Hey! Bad guy, are you sick? Then Tan'er will give you sugar, okay? When Tan'er is sick, mother will feed Tan'er sugar every time, and you won't feel bad after eating."

sugar?Jiang Rong thought dizzily that eating candy now is of no use.

It's just that it's not a sugar pill, it's a drug, and he doesn't have the strength to resist it anymore.

Bai Tan is not a real four-year-old naughty boy, and this sugar pill is naturally not an ordinary sugar pill, but the Patriarch of the Bai family back then. With the strength of the whole family, he tried his best to obtain the formula from an apricot grove master, using 31 kinds of sugar pills. Precious Chinese herbal medicines are ground and blended to make health-preserving pills, which are effective for common symptoms such as weak qi and weak body, high fever and typhoid fever, headache and dizziness.

However, worried that Bai Tan was young, and fearing that he would not take it, the Patriarch of the Bai family played tricks, and specially ordered someone to add honey and sweet-scented osmanthus to the original recipe, and gave it an elegant name, called Yangshen Pill, in order to coax Bai Tan to be obedient. eat it.

That's why the pill smells rich and sweet.

Of course Bai Tan knows that what the other party needs most now is to ask for medical treatment, not to take health-care pills, but the situation is unknown now, and the other party's body injury can tell another hidden story, so it's better to be less conspicuous.

After taking the Yangshen Pill, Jiang Rong only felt a rush of heat in his lower abdomen, and his limbs were warm and quite comfortable. After a while, his body gradually gained some strength.

Bai Tan couldn't stay here any longer. Seeing that his condition had improved, he took out a lot of pills and put them in Jiang Rong's hands, "Well, I leave these for you to eat. Although you are a big bad person, mother said that you must be careful Only the Bodhisattva will bless you if you are kind, so you should get well soon."

Jiang Rong's eyes fell on his face, and he remained silent, but hope was rekindled in his heart.

"Okay." Bai Tan clapped his hands and stood up, "Bad guy, I'm leaving, I'll be discovered by my mother later."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for his reaction, Bai Tan walked out of the rockery cave, restored the flowers and trees to their original shape, and tightly covered the entrance.

When they returned to Lanyue Pavilion, everyone had already realized that he was gone, and they were in a hurry like a pot of porridge. When they saw Bai Tan appearing, they were frightened and chanted the Buddha's name loudly. Fortunately, Ruan Bai was taking a nap and did not disturb her.

A false alarm calmed down.

In the evening, taking advantage of the stillness of the night, Bai Tan took advantage of the stillness of the night, carried a bag that was slightly taller than himself, and slipped quietly into the cave in the rockery. On the way, he was almost caught by the patrolling guards. He drilled into the grass next to him, but outsiders couldn't find him.

Even so, Bai Tan himself was terribly frightened.

Jiang Rong was lying on the ground and sleeping, his face looked as pale as paper, his lips were a little chapped due to excessive dehydration, and his breathing was actually quite stable.

Bai Tan tested the temperature of the other party's forehead, and found that the high fever had subsided, and sighed secretly: the vitality is really tenacious, it is almost as good as Xiaoqiang.

Seeing that the other party was fine, Bai Tan felt a little relieved. He put a squirrel fur blanket that he secretly took out on the boy's body, and put the burden in a conspicuous place, and then walked away lightly. .

In the bundle, Bai Tan purposely put some plasters, gauze, pills, and a large bag of cakes and fruits that he had scavenged in every possible way.

With these things, I think the other party can successfully overcome the difficulties in front of them.

In the next few days, the Bai family's business was booming, and Ruan Bai specially took Bai Tan to inspect his own shops, big and small, and formally introduced him to all shopkeepers.

Since it was the little master who came, all the shopkeepers were also savvy, and praised him one after another, either sincerely or falsely.

With eyes as clear as glass, Bai Tan carefully examined the business conditions of each shop, sketching something quickly in his mind, with a serious and serious face, which made everyone laugh.

When Bai Tan found an opportunity again, leaving aside Baisui and Wuyou who were closely following him, he came to the rockery alone. The traces were also erased one by one.

It's just that in the narrow space, there is still a very faint smell of blood, reminding everything that happened to Bai Tan.

I don't know where the other party went...

Time flies, with a flick of a finger, ten years are fleeting.

The flowers in the lotus pond are blooming again, the tender lotus petals are as clean as a handful of snow, but there is a touch of pink on the top, against the green and round leaves, standing gracefully, just like the fragrance of cardamom, a girl who is painted and powdered, infinitely shy.

It's a pity that Furong is not as good as beauty makeup.

There is a gazebo in front of the lotus pond. At this time, there is a slender young man standing in the water pavilion. The fabric on his body is the most exquisite and luxurious "flowing snow" gauze in Jiang country, which is priceless. The price of a horse is not less than a hundred gold, and it took the most top embroiderers in Sichuan to work hard for a whole three months to make this rare dress.

During the movement, the sleeves of the clothes fluttered, looking like the moon covered by light clouds, and the snow fluttering like the flowing wind.

This snow-clothed boy has good eyebrows and eyes, with a rosy and moonlike charm, and a beautiful appearance. He also has icy muscles and bones. His complexion is like suet and white jade, which can be broken by blowing bombs. , adding a bit of confusion.

The hibiscus comes out of the clear water and is carved naturally.

The moment Ruan Qingsong saw the boy in snow clothes, these words popped out of Ruan Qingsong's mind uncontrollably.

Ruan Qingsong subconsciously clenched the fingers holding the book, annoyed that he was getting dizzy from reading, who is Bai Tan who deserves such a beautiful sentence of praise?

As the sun was setting, Ruan Qingsong looked at the sky, thought of the reason for his visit, moved his eyes to the pages of the book, and began to recite words while shaking his head.

Against the backdrop of hundreds of flowers, the young man in Tsing Yi devoted himself to studying hard, while circling around a camellia plant that was in full bloom, occasionally commenting a few words aloud in arias, showing the demeanor of a celebrity.

Bai Tan lazily leaned against the railing, looking playful.

When Ruan Le was going down to the yamen, as soon as he entered the door, he saw the concubine and the concubine who had completely different personalities and appearances, one was serious and diligent, and read poetry and books, and the other was ignorant and full of food all day long.

After Ruan Qingsong finished reading an ancient text, he pouted his mouth in amazement for a long time, and then noticed Ruan Lezheng who was standing under the porch, walked over quickly, bowed and bowed respectfully: "Father." Di used the corner of his eyes to spy on the young man standing behind Ruan Lezheng, tall and straight, imposing, with a golden crown and purple robe.

I deliberately chose to study at this time, because I was sure that Ruan Lezheng would pass by when he returned home, and he would definitely see it, but he didn't want to seem to have caught another bigger fish.

Ruan Lezheng hummed unhurriedly, as if he was extremely satisfied with Ruan Qingsong, but he said humbly to the young man in purple: "Your Highness, please see, this is the eldest son of Weichen."

The purple-clothed son smiled and said: "Your Majesty Ruan is too modest, your son is intelligent and agile, and has few talents. It is said that he can read and write at the age of five, and he can compose poetry at the age of six. He even wrote a masterpiece at the age of seven." "Quiet Night Thoughts" is known to all women and children, even though they have been living alone in the palace for a long time, they still yearn for it."

Ruan Qingsong's heart skipped a beat when he heard the young man in purple.

"Your Highness has too much reputation, I really don't dare to be a humble minister." Ruan Lezheng immediately declined, but the smile on his face was a little more.

Ruan Qingsong bowed to the ground: "Craftsman Ruan Qingsong joins His Highness."

The young man in purple smiled loudly, took a step forward, intending to help him up, and casually glanced at the lotus pond not far away, and stood there in a daze for a moment.

The person he was watching still looked soft and boneless, with a calm demeanor, his figure was hidden under the misty gauze, and he could ride the wind away at any time,

"There is such a stunning beauty in the world..."

The young man in purple said excitedly: "Lord Ruan, who is that snow-clothed boy?"

Ruan Lezheng frowned and said, "Return to Your Highness, that is Bai Tan, the second son of Weichen."

"The surname is Bai? So he is the heir of the Bai family." Hearing this, the son in purple became more interested instead of diminished, "Why don't we call back together?"

Ruan Lezheng looked like a loving father who doted on his children, and said helplessly: "Your Highness does not know, the second son of my minister has a surly temper and is stubborn, and even my minister is often contradicted by him. I am worried that he will offend Your Highness, so I dare not Let him meet the nobleman."

The young man in purple laughed: "Master Ruan is too worried. It is better to meet by chance than to invite each other. Just looking at the blue waves in the lotus pond is really moving. Why don't you go and watch one or two?" Shuixie went.

Ruan Qingsong, who was left in the cold, straightened up, remained silent for a moment, and followed with a blank expression.