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The wound on Yao Ximu's right hand was bone-deep, bloody and bloody, and his meridians were severed. When Bai Qun was applying medicine to wrap his wound, Jiang Wanzhou saw it and couldn't help frowning. , asked: "Did Zhu Huaijin do it?"

"..." Yao Ximu didn't deny it, his eyelashes drooping, lifeless.

"Young Master." Bai Qun said: "This subordinate dare not hide the truth, Xiao Ximu's meridian has been broken, it is not something that can be treated by subordinates, can you send a message for Qingyang envoy to come?"

Jiang Wanzhou took a deep look at Yao Ximu, got up and went out to call for Zhuifeng.

After a while, he returned to the house and told Bai Qun, "Bai Qun, go out, I have something to say to him."

Bai Qun hurriedly left with a small medicine box.

Jiang Wanzhou walked up to Yao Ximu, stretched out her hand to lift his chin, Yao Ximu turned her face away, and quickly leaned back to avoid his fingers.Because she didn't like his dominating behavior, so she couldn't bear his touch, Yao Ximu didn't want to give him any face.

Jiang Wanzhou's hand stopped in the air in embarrassment, and finally retracted it helplessly.

"Xi Mu..." Jiang Wanzhou opened her mouth after deliberation. For the first time, she felt that she was extremely weak. If the begging of lowering her body could make him turn back, Jiang Wanzhou would try to lower herself a little bit, and then a little lower.

"Does it hurt?"

Yao Ximu was stunned and said nothing.

"You're injured, don't run around anymore, stay here, and wait for your master to heal you." Jiang Wanzhou slowed down her voice, willing to show a little love when he was weak and helpless: "Be good Listen to me, we are still the same as before."

Yao Ximu raised his eyes to look at him. The young Jiang Wanzhou was dressed in white clothes, her eyes were as deep as a pond, and the stern outline was coated with a gentle luster by the dim light of the candlelight.

And very strangely, Yao Ximu's feelings of surprise and excitement towards him have long since disappeared; the feeling of inferiority that he felt when he saw him has disappeared.

"Did Hoshino ask you to come?"

"..." Jiang Wanzhou shook her head as if her chest and throat were blocked by something, "I came here by myself, and I just met him. I want to save you. He was afraid that it would be bad for you, so he stopped me."

"Thank you." Yao Ximu smiled slightly. He had already taken the antidote of Ruanjingsan, and felt his limbs gradually becoming alive. He struggled to stand up straight while holding the chair, and said slowly, "I'm going to find him."

Hearing this, Jiang Wanzhou's complexion suddenly changed, his pupils constricted, his eyes became colder and colder, and the sadness and jealousy in his heart were about to reach their peak.When he was furious, he reached out and grabbed Yao Ximu's shoulder, and pressed down: "I won't let you go!"

"Ah!" Yao Ximu's eyes darkened from the pain, followed his strength and fell back into the chair again, sweating profusely.

The flames were extinguished, shining shadows on the faces of the two of them.

Jiang Wanzhou regretted quickly after making the move, looked down at her hands in frustration, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Xi Mu, I..."

"You're always like this, I'm so tired..."

Yao Ximu stayed up all day and night, suffered heavy injuries, and was already physically and mentally exhausted. At this time, Jiang Wanzhou's pressure was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. He closed his eyes in despair.

Just fell asleep.

Jiang Wanzhou was dazed for a while, then carried him back to her living room, put him on the bed, and changed his pajamas herself without asking anyone else's help.

The underwear slipped off, and he stroked Yao Ximu's soft skin inch by inch. The skin was as white as jade porcelain, but soft and smooth, with a youthful fragrance that made people fascinated.The only fly in the ointment was the pale white scars on Yao Ximu's body - how many were left by him?

Jiang Wanzhou raised his right hand, and the white bandage was blood-stained.Even if it heals later, it will leave raised scars.Yao Ximu loves to be pretty, and even chooses bright honey-colored clothes, but she has so many ugly scars on her body.

No matter how effective Qingyang's medicine is, it cannot completely heal the scars.

The wounds on the body are hard to heal, but the wounds in the heart are even harder.

Remorseful and dazed, Jiang Wanzhou kissed his scars one by one, as if this could make the scars disappear.

He placed Yao Ximu on the inner side of the bed, carefully avoiding the other's injured right hand, just gently wrapped his arms around his waist, and fell into a deep sleep.

In pain, Yao Ximu couldn't sleep well. He dreamed of many scenes in a daze. He dreamed of his parents standing in the sea of ​​red flowers all over the ground, waving to him: "Little Bao'er, come quickly." When he really ran over, the faces of his parents turned into hideous ghost faces, and a ghostly skeleton hand clasped his right wrist tightly. He fell to the ground in fright, pain and fear, and suddenly struggled.

Earned a dream.

There was a sharp pain in the wrist, I don't know if it was really moving around in the dream just now, which caused the wound to burst.

Panting heavily, he suddenly remembered that Grand Master Yu was not dead, nor did he plead guilty, and the revenge of his parents has not been avenged.

Jiang Wanzhou's breathing rang in his ears, and one hand was still heavily resting on his waist.Yao Ximu gently opened his hand, curled up again and leaned in, almost pressing his body against the wall, not wanting to have any contact with Jiang Wanzhou.

"Are you awake?" Jiang Wanzhou sensed his escape, turned over suddenly, hugged his waist tightly, and pulled him into her arms.

He hugged him so tightly that Yao Ximu almost couldn't breathe, and subconsciously pushed back: "What are you doing? Let me go!" Accidentally touching the injured hand, Yao Ximu let out an "ouch", it hurt so much Losing strength, she lay softly in Jiang Wanzhou's arms with tears in her eyes.

Looking at each other, hearing each other's breath, the person who had been thinking about him for a long time finally returned to his arms. Like a big dream, Jiang Wanzhou's heart was mixed with sadness and joy, and he became in a trance.

"Ximu, come back..." He stared into Yao Ximu's tearful eyes, his heart agitated: "I used to be the one who couldn't help you, and always made you feel wronged, and I will never do it again."

"I won't go back." A short distance away, Yao Ximu had no way to avoid it, so he could only turn his head away, not looking at Jiang Wanzhou, he struggled in panic, trying to escape from Jiang Wanzhou's embrace.

Jiang Wanzhou was repeatedly rejected by him, frightened and angry, pinning him down, and said in a deep voice, "If you don't come back to me, where else can you go?"

"Don't...cough..." Yao Ximu seemed to have squeezed out the air in his lungs, coughed twice with his head tilted, and said with a frown, "Don't do this, I'm in pain."

Seeing his painful expression, Jiang Wanzhou also felt distressed. She immediately stepped aside, took his right hand lightly, and blew it over her lips: "Is the pain severe?" He is not very good at pleasing others, what he can do Very limited, unaware that the act of blowing someone's wounds is naive, and it can't really relieve the pain. It's fake, and it's not even comforting.

Yao Ximu didn't need his comfort now, so he took his hand back calmly and asked, "When will my master come?"

"The letter has been sent, and it will arrive in three or five days at the earliest."

"Tell him not to come, all the way away." Yao Ximu coughed again, feeling the chill, he sighed and wrapped the woolen blanket tightly, and said in a low voice: "I have another way."

He took most of the blanket off Jiang Wanzhou's body, so she simply got up and dressed, and asked him while tying the belt, "What can I do?"

Yao Ximu monopolized the entire quilt, feeling comfortable in the warmth, without even raising his head: "My brother's meridians in his hands and feet were cut off by Zhu Huaijin before, and now he has returned to normal. He has a meridian record, which tells how to The one that connects the damaged meridian. You find him, he will help me, don’t bother my master to come.”

"Is this true?"

"Why should I lie to you?"

"Xi Mu." Jiang Wanzhou turned around, knelt on the bed with one leg, leaned over and kissed his forehead: "I know where he is, so I'll send someone to find him."

"Yeah." Yao Ximu yawned, and said in a daze, "I want to sleep for a while, I'm very sleepy."

"Go to sleep." Jiang Wanzhou patted his back through the blanket and asked softly, "What do you want to eat? I'll let the kitchen prepare it first."

"...Need milk cake." Yao Ximu muttered, then remained motionless, and fell asleep again without saying a word.Jiang Wanzhou's hands were still on the blanket, and when he saw his eyes narrowed, she embraced him.Through the blanket, Yao Ximu's flexible and slender body could also be felt. Jiang Wanzhou felt that he was extremely pitiful and cute. There was no happiness in the world like hugging him like this.Recalling the obsessive love he once had for him, he suddenly felt a world away.Jiang Wanzhou stuck to a scripture, and stubbornly believed that as long as he came back, his heart would slowly come back—it was because he was out running wild that he flirted with outsiders.How long had Yu Xingye known him?How many months?a year?We have known each other for 12 years, how can he really leave me?He must be obsessed with ghosts, as long as he comes back, he will be fine, and the return is still mine.

Holding Yao Ximu in her arms, Jiang Wanzhou wished she could break him into a ball and swallow him whole.