Master Xiao thinks about those years

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Yexiu took the silver needle.

Yan Chen put on his clothes slowly, and Jiang Yexiu waited until the rustling of the clothes stopped before taking off the cloth strips on his eyes.

Jiang Yexiu: "Mr. Mo, the poison on your body has been cleared, and you can rest in rest."

Yan Chen replied: "Okay."

"This is muscle-promoting ointment. Apply it once a day to keep Mr. Mo's wounds from scarring." Jiang Yexiu took out a white jade bottle from the box and put it beside the bed.

Yan Chen glanced at it and smiled politely: "Thank you Mr. Jiang for today."

"Jiang is just following the instructions of the Lord. Mr. Mo wants to thank you, so let's thank the Lord." Jiang Yexiu closed the yellow wooden box, then picked up the box, leaned over in front of Yan Chen, and said "Farewell" He pushed the door open and went out.

Outside Yuehua Terrace, Fu Nian stood on the veranda not far away, intercepting Jiang Yexiu who came out of the house.

"My lord, Mr. Mo's poison has been cured."

Jiang Yexiu nodded slightly and spoke calmly.

"Hmm..." Fu Nian made an indifferent monotone, which was regarded as an answer. He knew that Jiang Yexiu's medical skills had reached the peak, and it shouldn't be difficult to cure Moqing's poison, but he still asked.

"My lord, you treat him...seems a little different." Jiang Yexiu, who was standing aside, said a rare extra word.

Fu Nian looked sideways: "What's the difference?"

Jiang Yexiu looked at the blood-colored flowers swaying at the foot of the corridor, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "It's different from Zhuran. As a prostitute, you seem to care more about him. After all, you only gave me one thing before, which is Take care of Master Qinghui's body, but now, you call me to treat him."

"He is really different from...Zhuran." Fu Nian's Adam's apple twitched and he murmured.

And at this moment, a blue figure hidden on the pillar behind the two of them suddenly trembled.

Jiang Yexiu saw the deepness in Fu Nian's eyes, and opened his mouth softly: "Then, do you want to treat him like Zhuran?"

Hearing this, Fu Nian smiled and turned around: "Jiang Yexiu, I haven't asked him yet."

"Actually, I don't know...how to treat him."

At the end of the sentence, there was a hint of helplessness in his voice.

Jiang Yexiu looked up at Fu Nian, then looked away again, and reminded in a low voice: "My lord, don't get distracted."

Fu Nian was slightly taken aback, and panic flashed through his smile.

Jiang Yexiu didn't catch this trace of panic, but was spotted by another person.Standing behind the colonnade, Zhuran in Tsing Yi clenched her frail and boneless hands, and her beautiful face was full of unwillingness.His figure flickered slightly, and he walked away with a trace of sharpness.

There was a moment of silence in the air.

Fu Nian said disapprovingly: "I can't like him. I just treat him a little better because he is like a master."

Jiang Yexiu didn't look at the talisman: "Jiang is just an outsider, so you don't need to tell me what the Lord thinks."

After finishing speaking, he turned sideways, nodded slightly, and said softly, "Jiang will leave."

In the empty corridor, only Fu Nian was left alone.

As soon as the breeze passed, the ink hair was messy.

Jiang Yexiu's cold words were especially in his ears.

Don't worry, I'm confused...

Zhuran ran away from the verandah, Shui Lingling's eyes were already bright red.

He walked slowly on the wide palace road of Yexingyuan, the conversation he just heard under the verandah resounded in his mind.

The first sentence is Fu Nian's pondering: "He and Zhuran... are really different."

The second sentence is the confusion of Fu Nian: "I don't know... how to treat him."

Sentence by sentence, water vapor seeped through his eyes.

Zhuran tore off the blood-red flowers on the side of the road, pinched it with weak fingers, and the bright red juice left along his fingertips.

"My lord, I am also a prostitute, what is the difference between me and him?"

Zhuran looked at the shattered flowers in her hands, her beautiful brows furrowed.

He understood that he was a substitute from the beginning to the end, because his face was similar to that person, he became a substitute for the noble Qing Hui Daoist.

Zhuran understands better that he will never be able to compare with that person. Countless times, he has been entangled with the talisman. He never calls his name. What he calls is: "Master..."

The low call, like weeping, with infinite emotion.

When hearing this call for the first time, Zhuran already understood that Tangtang Yezun's Fu Nian, Qing Hui Zhenren's lover Fu Nian, loved his lofty master.

Fall in love, bone marrow.

Zhuran didn't pray for Fu Nian's love, he just wanted his pity, and he got his pity.But suddenly, one day, Mo Qing came.

He was wearing a bright red shirt, bloody and flamboyant.

His appearance is beautiful, and he has a face that is more like Qing Hui's real person than him.

As a result, he could no longer stand by Fu Nian's side.

"My lord, Mo Qing and I are both prostitutes. What is the difference between him and me...?"

Zhuran's fingers closed suddenly, and the eyes were full of sternness.

Daoist Qing Hui is a dead man, he can't fight, but others also try to fight.

"Mo Qing...you are so red, after all, it's too much of an eyesore."

There was a sinister smile on the corner of Zhuran's mouth. At the same time, he inadvertently raised his head and found himself standing in front of a palace.

"Cloud Lai Hall..."

Zhuran looked at the plaque in front of the hall, and whispered aloud.

He had an idea in an instant.

The red enchantment in front of the hall is looming, Zhu Ran's eyes rolled and he remembered it.

Yuehuatai, approaching dusk.

Yan Chen was still in the room in a daze, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Yan Chen opened the wooden door, and a blue figure came into view.

Zhuran stood at the door and smiled Qiaoqian, Yan Chen was taken aback, remembering that he was the man who was with Fu Nian... before.

For a time, there were mixed feelings in my heart.

Thinking that Fu Nian was actually with this man in front of him... Yan Chen's heart suddenly became blocked.He knew that Fu Nian's behavior was licentious and impermanent now, but he still couldn't imagine that his former pure apprentice could really do such a thing.

However, thinking of what Fu Nian had done to him, he didn't believe anything.

"You are Mr. Zhu, come to me, what can you do?" Yan Chen didn't understand Zhu Ran's purpose.

Zhuran smiled, and walked in on his own, but as soon as his feet stepped over the threshold, he suddenly touched a piece of softness, he paused, and lowered his head, only to find that there was a layer of snow-white mattress on the ground.

Zhuran was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, and immediately smiled at Yan Chen: "Mr. Mo, the Lord is so kind to you."

Yan Chen was still thinking about his situation in Fu Nian's heart, Zhu Ran's words made him feel more and more that he had gone the wrong way.

"Mr. Mo, I came to you today because I want to ask you something." Zhuran said, tears welling up in his eyes.

Yan Chen panicked, and said, "Young Master Zhu speaks clearly."

"Mr. Moqing, the Lord likes you, you should... know it in your heart?"

"Boom..."

Suddenly, thunder exploded.

Zhuran's voice was not loud, but Yan Chen couldn't recover for a long time.

These remarks are too scary, too weird.

He can't believe it, and he can't believe it, even now Mo Qing is not the real Qing Hui, but just a prostitute.

"Young Master Bamboo is joking, why does the Lord like me?"

Zheng was stunned for a while, Yan Chen spoke with difficulty.

"These behaviors of the lord towards you...isn't it enough to prove that he likes you?"

Zhuran asked back, he ignored Yan Chen's astonishment, hooked the corners of his mouth as if nothing, and continued: "The lord's treatment of me before was just on a whim, and now he has put his feelings into you. Mr. Mo , now that you have the favor of the Lord, I want to ask you... to help me save a person."

"Save...who?"

Yan Chen's voice trembled, but he still didn't recover.

"My brother." Zhuran answered simply.

He stood up, the tears in his eyes stained even more.

"Mr. Mo, to tell you the truth, my elder brother was imprisoned by the Lord in the Yunlai Palace. I came here to Ye Xingyuan and committed myself to Ye Zun in order to save my elder brother."

As he spoke, he almost burst into tears.

When Yan Chen heard this, the surprise in his mind was instantly replaced by anger.

Read this scoundrel!

Yan Chen looked at Zhuran in front of him with an aggrieved and innocent face, only saying that Fu Nian had committed too many sins.He had little exposure to common customs in Shangyu before, so he felt puzzled how a good man from a good family would follow the talisman.

When Yan Chen was studying under him, if Yan Chen knew that Fu Nian would do such a thing, he should have picked up the whip and whipped him dozens of times.

His skin was torn apart, and he didn't have delusional thoughts.

In the end, it was because she was too gentle to him at that time that made him have this evil heart.

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——"Senior Brother Xiao Xiang Those Years"

Yan Su is a dandy, and he once thought that his well-behaved and obedient junior brother Chang Jue was a gentleman.

Because of some kind of Gu poison, Yan Su often went to Zuichun Tower to hang out with a young man named "No. [-]".

Every time when Yan Su came back from Zuichun Tower and entered the room with a tired face, the junior brother would obediently come forward and call sweetly: "Senior brother, I will help you."

Thinking of what he did with "No. [-]", Yan Su often has no face to face his gentlemanly junior.

Since then, I have become more and more regretful.

Until one day, Yan Su's Gu poison suddenly broke out, and there was only the junior brother by his side.

Yan Su panicked and ran out first.

Unexpectedly, before he stepped out, he was pulled into a familiar embrace.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the little junior brother smiling gently in his ear.

"Brother, don't worry, number seven is here."

The outer wave is purely attacked by the inner wave X the outer pure inner wave attack

PS: 1: There is no great abuse, it should be a redemption guardian article

2: There are many vests, not real.