Travel thousands of miles in my life

The young man's demeanor was too peaceful, if it weren't for the blood that had already coagulated on his body, anyone would think that he was just asleep.Both of them couldn't recover for a while, and looked at him in a daze.

"Master, isn't he..." The man in black was stunned for a moment after seeing the young man's face, "Is that the young master Lin we saw on Mount Bliss?"

"He's not Lin Chen, and I don't know who he is." The man in brocade clothes stepped forward, hesitated and touched the young man's cold neck.

"Is he dead?" The black-clothed Chang Sui felt inexplicably regretful, and he didn't know what he was sympathizing with.

The man in brocade clothes suddenly frowned, and then let go, holding the fan very quickly to block the sudden attack.After a slight sound of rubbing, a white jade hairpin passed through the iron fan frame lightly and deftly. The man in brocade clothes didn't dare to push it too far, so he quickly stepped back and looked at the young man vigilantly.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, no one knew when the young man woke up and why he made the move.He slowly opened his eyes, looked around blankly and absently, and then fixed on the two of them.Those 'eyes' were pure and sincere, not at all fake, but as if the two of them had bullied him in the first place.

"Who is it?" The young man spoke, his voice was a little hoarse and he was at a loss.He raised his face, and suddenly touched his bosom in panic again, and he came to his senses only after touching the book.

"Who are you?" Li Qingyi asked in a deep voice, "I've seen you before."

"It has nothing to do with you." The young man seemed to have lost his strength, said softly, and stood up.With his movements, a large piece of flesh was torn off the scabbed back immediately, and it became bloody again, which made people feel deeply painful.It's just that opposite to the bloody back was the extremely indifferent expression on the young man's face. He stood up slowly, covered the wound on his stomach and stood up, and said, "Let's go, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Li Qingyi was stunned, and said anxiously: "Hey, if you don't deal with the wound, you will die."

The young man was unsteady, took a few more staggering steps, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

Yan Wuwu's heart trembled violently, he looked around inexplicably and blankly, there was nothing that could threaten him, thinking of this, he secretly mocked his own sensitivity.Although he calmed down temporarily, the sense of panic just now was deeply engraved in his heart, and he could never get rid of it.

"Brother Yan? Brother Yan?" A soft call brought back Yan Wuwu's mind, he was stunned for a moment, and replied with a smile: "Sorry, I was distracted just now, what did Your Highness say?"

"Oh, now is the critical moment, Brother Yan, don't be distracted." Wei Congzheng shook his head disapprovingly, and repeated what he said just now, "His land is in the desert, easy to defend but difficult to attack. According to the informant's report, Prince Gong is most likely to hide things in his palace, so we should go to the palace to investigate first."

"Xinggong?" Yan Wuwu frowned.

"Yes, that palace was built under the Tsukiji." The prince spread out a yellowed blueprint in front of him, clicked on one of the places and said, "Prince Gong was greedy for enjoyment, and built extravagant palaces at every place he stayed. The palace, this palace is the largest and most magnificent of all residences. This palace is called Yunchu Palace, and there are many traps and dangers everywhere."

"Your Highness, you want me to find out?" Yan Wuwu lowered his eyes to look at the blueprint and asked in a low voice.

"If it is possible, I naturally hope that Hero Yan can bring out the mother pearl." The prince said solemnly: "I know this is a bit difficult for others, but Brother Yan, there is not much time left for this world. If King Gong Gain power, and the country will fall."

The young prince's tone was sincere and solemn.

Yan Wuwu felt it was funny when he heard it, he smiled inwardly, but he calmed down and replied: "I know, Your Highness need not worry."

"After seven days, Prince Gong will return to the palace. If he has mother pearls, he will bring them to the palace for protection. This is the right time." Wei Congzheng said, "I will prepare something for you in the next few days. Success or failure depends on your line of work."

"I'll save it, Your Highness don't worry." Yan Wuwu paused for a moment, then asked again: "I hope Your Highness will not forget to promise Yan something."

"Naturally," the prince said with a smile, "We, the Wei family, always keep what we say."

Yan Wuwu's face was calm, but his heart was full of indescribable absurdity. God knows that the Wei family thinks so?It's the biggest joke in the world!He let out a sigh of relief, looked down at his fingertips, but another figure appeared in front of him, wondering what Qiuqiu was doing now?

In the medical hall of the small town, the old doctor put away the silver needle and pulse pillow, shook his head to the master and servant who came to ask, and said in a deep voice: "I tried my best."

When Li Qingyi heard this, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked, "Why?"

"It's not that we can't be saved, it's just that the poison on his body has already penetrated deep into the marrow of his bones. The day when the poison is completely cured may be the time when he is dying." The old doctor sighed, "This old man is ignorant, and he has never seen such a strange poison in his life." .”

"This, how could this happen?" Li Qingyi was a little surprised, he had no romantic relationship with this person, and no one even knew his name, he just simply felt sorry for a life that was about to pass away.

The man in brocade clothes looked all the way up from the tightly wrapped chest of the young man, and finally fixed on his face.Sighing, "He's still so young."

"Hey..... Who says it's not? I can only try my best to heal his injuries. As for the rest, I'm sorry I can't do anything. You should take your brother to find another famous doctor, don't delay the illness .” The old doctor wrote a prescription while talking, and went in to get the medicine with a cane.

There were only three people left in the medicine hall, Li Qingyi and Chang Sui looked at each other in blank dismay.

"What about His Royal Highness?" he asked.

It was already too late for the crown prince. Thinking of this, the black-clothed chief said unrequitedly, "It's up to you."

"Then we'll leave when he wakes up?" Li Qingyi patted his palms persistently with his fan, "Leaving him here alone is too ungentlemanly."

"Forgive me for speaking bluntly, His Royal Highness can wait for you, but King Gong can't wait for anyone." The chief follower said disapprovingly, "Besides, you don't even know the name of this young master, so it's really too rash to help you." I'm not careful anymore."

"You have also seen that if you don't help him, you will die. Besides, didn't His Royal Highness say that someone has been found to spy on you? I don't care if I go or not." Li Qingyi spread his hands and said indifferently: "As the saying goes, help others, help others, help others." In the end, send the Buddha to the west."

Suddenly there was a flapping sound outside the window, it sounded like a bird had landed on the table.The two were stunned for a moment, looked at each other and said in unison: "The prince's letter!"

That bird was specially tamed by the people under the crown prince's orders to deliver news quickly, and it came specially following the incense.They changed their route, presumably it must have taken a lot of effort to find that little thing, thinking of this, the two hurried out to check.

After they left, the young man lying on the bed in the house slowly opened his dull eyes.

"Dying."

In the past, he never thought carefully that this word would be linked to his current self.He knows that he has many shortcomings and eye diseases, he is not a very good person, and maybe he is not worthy of God's pity.

Wen Shuqiu was extremely desperate, but he had only just begun to live, and he had just experienced the taste of sunshine.How, how did it come to an end?Maybe it was because the doctor was not good at learning and couldn't find a way to cure himself. Wen Shuqiu had some hope in his heart. This kind of secret fantasy was as light as the mist under the sun, and was soon broken by himself.

As if someone was gently pulling on his heart with a thin thread, he soon felt a drowning-like suffocation, and his head was buzzing.The wound between the shoulder and the back felt no pain at all, and a great sense of fear and hesitation shrouded the young man's heart.

But he quickly calmed down again, thinking of what he was about to accomplish, those illusory emotions were temporarily thrown behind him.

Wen Shuqiu lay on the hard wooden bed, looking at the mottled brick wall with his dull eyes.He looked indifferent, thinking about the meaning of this word, God really has the virtue of being good at life, so he will be called back at such an early date.In a few months' time, on a sunny day, someone would tell Yan Wuwu the news of his death.

Maybe it's Wei Congrong who hates me to the bone, or maybe it's Wuchen's mother.Anyone is fine, let him know the news.The ridiculous thing is that even though I had looked forward to spending my whole life with him, now I have violated my original intention first.

With a wry smile, Wen Shuqiu took out the white jade hairpin from his bosom, and then took out the small beads from the kit.With his bare hands, he dug a hole in the white jade hairpin with internal force, and pressed the small bead into it.

"Are you awake?" Li Qingyi walked in with a little kite hawk lifting the curtain, and said in surprise, "I didn't expect you to look weak, but you're quite resistant."

"Thank you two benefactors for your rescue, I am very grateful." Wen Shuqiu supported his body and bowed, "I have a heartless request, and I hope you two will agree."

"Report your name first." Li Qingyi's subordinates gently stroked the little harpy eagle, and did not rush to agree, "It depends on the situation."

"My surname is Wen, and my name is Shuqiu." The young man spread out his ruddy palm, where a white jade hairpin lay quietly, "I implore you two, bring this token to Yan Wuyi."

"I know Yan Wuwu, but why should we help you?" Li Qingyi looked at the young man with determination.

I thought he would find some excuses to prevaricate, but I didn't expect that the man just raised the corners of his lips, smiled lightly, and said in a clear voice.

"Probably to--relieve the fate of no fate."

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God shines on the mind, and the heart is full of ice and snow.