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"Is what Chang Xianshi said true?" Wen Xia looked back at Jun Lingchen, the concern in his eyes was undisguised, "Have you taken the medicine? Chang Xianshi, have you read it for him.... ..”

Jun Ling said in a deep voice: "I've seen it, it's all right."

Wen Xia said: "But Chang Xianshi said that you are holding on."

Jun Ling paused, and glanced at Chang Yuandao.

Chang Yuandao rubbed his forehead and coughed, "I've checked for Lingchen, and there's nothing serious about it. It'll be fine in two days. You don't need to worry too much."

"Really?" Wen Xia was a little worried.

"It's more real than the jade wrench in my hand!" Chang Yuandao stroked the jade wrench on his right hand, opened his eyes and started talking nonsense, "You've been taking good care of Lingchen these few days, don't... Just don't make him tired, and do whatever else you want."

Wen Xia nodded, "Okay, I see." He stretched out his hand to hold Jun Lingchen's shoulder, and said, "Miao Yinqing, you should go and lie on the bed now, it's not comfortable to lie down."

Jun Ling was silent for a while, then said, "It's nothing, I'm fine now."

Wen Xiayou frowned for a while when she heard the words, and then said: "Then if you remember any discomfort, you must tell me immediately, don't hold on."

At the end, he added another sentence, "You still have to answer my words!"

Jun Ling said in a deep voice, "Okay."

Chang Yuandao felt that he was sitting on pins and needles staying here at the moment. He turned the jade finger on his thumb and said with some difficulty: "...Have you discussed it?"

Wen Xia glanced at Chang Yuandao, "Master Chang Immortal, why don't you go see the wife of Villa Master Ruan?"

Chang Yuan said: "...Master Ruan hasn't sent someone to invite me yet, so I'm just rushing there?"

Wen Xia sat down beside Jun Lingchen, and said, "You might find something unexpected if you take the initiative to go."

Chang Yuandao raised his eyes vigilantly, "For example?"

"For example..." Wen Xia looked at Jun Lingchen and raised an eyebrow, "For example, I suddenly discovered that the owner's wife is a peerless beauty."

Chang Yuandao seemed not interested in whether the owner's wife was a peerless beauty, and said, "If you are curious, why don't you go with me when the owner Ruan sends someone to invite me over later?"

Wen Xia shook her head and said, "I want to stay and take care of Mr. Miaoyinqing, so I won't go with Master Chang Xian. When you come back, tell me what you saw."

He learned from Ruan Mu that Ruan Yan did not marry a wife last night, and Wen Xia'er had some calculations in his heart. Although he was curious about who Ruan Yan would pretend to be the owner's wife, Jun Lingchen was not feeling well right now, and he wanted to take a step forward. Keep guarding Jun Lingshen.

After all, curiosity can be temporarily suppressed, but it is urgent to determine whether the sweetheart is safe or not.

Chang Yuandao rested his hands on his forehead, half-closed his eyes and looked at Jun Lingchen, without speaking.

Jun Lingshen staggered Chang Yuandao's gaze at him, turned to look at Wen Xia, and said, "It's okay, let's go with senior brother."

Wen Xia said, "But you can't be tired."

Chang Yuan said: "It's just going to join in the fun..."

Jun Ling nodded deeply and hummed.

Wen Xia was a little reluctant, but Jun Lingchen seemed to have made up his mind, so he could only let go, "Okay." After finishing speaking, he did not forget to ask Jun Lingchen again, "Don't hold on, remember !"

Jun Ling said in a deep voice, "Okay."

Wen Xia reluctantly let go of her heart, and was thinking of asking Chang Yuandao again when Jun Lingshen would recover completely, when there was a knock on the door.

coming.

The three people in the room agreed, Wen Xia got up and opened the door, Ruan Zhi stood outside the door, and after seeing him, he still spoke in that very calm tone: "The owner of the villa invites Mr. Ruojin to replace Mrs. See a doctor."

Wen Xia nodded and asked, "Are the other monks also invited? Or is it just Mr. Ruojin?"

Ruan Zhi rolled his eyes slowly, looked at Wen Xiaer after a while, and said word by word: "The owner of the village has invited Mr. Ruojin to see your wife, and the other monks are on their way... .”

Wen Xia looked at Ruan Zhi's obviously abnormal appearance, and smiled, "Alright, go back and tell Master Ruan that Ruojin will be here soon."

Ruan Zhi stood there in a daze for a long while, then nodded slowly, "Okay..." After saying that, he turned around stiffly, and went back to report.

Wen Xia stared at Ruan Zhi's back for a while, then turned to Chang Yuandao and Jun Ling who were in the room and said, "Master Ruan sent someone to invite you, Master Chang Xian."

Chang Yuandao stood up very calmly, and rarely pulled up the lazy coat that was draped over his shoulders, "Let's go, let's see what Master Ruan is going to sing today."

Jun Lingshen called out behind him, "Elder brother."

Chang Yuan turned his head to look at Jun Lingchen, "Lingchen, what's the matter?"

Jun Ling was silent for a while, "Nothing."

Chang Yuandao made a casual decision, summoned the white jade Ruyi he was carrying with him, held it with his right hand, "Then let's go."

Today is a sunny day, Wen Xiayou and Jun Lingshen are still under the same red umbrella.

It was the first time Chang Yuandao saw him and Jun Lingshen holding a red umbrella together, and the eyes he looked at the two of them all the way were more shocked than seeing a ghost.

Wen Xia didn't explain much, she just raised the corners of her mouth and smiled at Chang Yuandao, Chang Yuandao immediately opened his mouth to speak, and the next moment they had already walked to the front hall of Guxingzhuang.

Chang Yuandao put aside his teasing intentions and walked in first, followed by Wen Xia'er and Jun Lingshen.

The dozen or so medical practitioners invited by Ruan Yan have all arrived in the hall at this moment, and they are sitting on one of the seats.

Chang Yuandao chose a seat close to the main seat and sat down. Jun Lingshen and Wen Xiaer sat in Chang Yuandao's hands one by one.

Ruan Yan was not in the hall at the moment, only the girl and Ruan Zhi were there, so Chang Yuandao looked at the girl and asked, "Master Ruan is too busy with the estate affairs?"

Hearing this, the girl slowly turned her head to look at Chang Yuandao, and said without any ups and downs in her tone: "The owner has taken his wife to the courtyard, and he will be right back."

Chang Yuandao snorted from the tip of his nose, stroked the white jade Ruyi in his hand, and didn't answer any more.

When they came to the front hall just now, they passed through several courtyards, but they didn't see Ruan Yan and his wife. This excuse was really too perfunctory, and they didn't know what the owner Ruan wanted to do.

Wen Xia had nothing to do, so he raised his eyes to look around the hall, after this look, he really noticed something not quite right.

What is wrong is not the scenery in this temple, but the people who live under the same roof as them.

When Jun Lingshen and Chang Yuandao entered the hall, the dozen or so monks sitting in the hall did not greet Chang Yuandao and Jun Lingshen as they did when they met at the banquet last night. I didn't notice that they came in, this is one; they entered the hall for a while, and these monks didn't whisper to each other like yesterday, the whole hall was extremely quiet, this is the second.

The last point was just discovered by Wen Xiaer.

He found that these doctors not only kept silent, but each of them lowered their heads in a very uncomfortable posture, as if they were asleep.

Seeing this, if Wen Xiaer didn't realize that there was something wrong with these doctors, then his reputation as Shaojun Mingqiu would be in vain.

He stretched out his hand from under the chair and pulled Jun Lingchen's sleeve. Jun Lingchen paused for a moment, then stretched out his finger from the sleeve and tapped on his fingertips.

Wen Xia understood. Just as she was about to withdraw her hand from under the chair, footsteps came from outside the hall.

Wen Xia withdrew her hand, followed the sound of footsteps, and saw Ruan Yan, who came late, was slowly walking towards them, supporting a tall woman.

The woman was wearing the same purple dress as Ruan Yan, with a veil covering her face, and Ruan Yan blocked half of her body, so Wen Xia could not see the woman's appearance clearly.

From where he was sitting, he could clearly see the expression on the left side of Ruan Yan's face.

There was still a faint smile on Ruan Yan's face, but that smile was different from the smile she showed when facing them, Wen Xia couldn't say exactly what was different.

If he had to find a word to describe it, Wen Xia only thought of two words: gentleness.

Ruan Yan looked at the woman with tenderness in his eyes, and the obvious affection seemed to overflow from his eyes in the next moment.

Seeing Ruan Yan's eyes like this, Wen Xia almost forgot the fact that Ruan Yan was not married, and couldn't help secretly praising him in his heart. If the owner of Ruan Zhuang went to the theater to sing, he would definitely become a pillar.

Ruan Yan helped the woman and walked in front of them, and nodded to the three of them, "Just now my wife was so bored after sitting in the hall for a long time, I took him to the yard for a while, and kept the three of you waiting for a long time."

Daoist Chang Yuan rested his hands on the armrest of the chair, and glanced back and forth at Ruan Yan, "The owner's wife is getting bored before the consultation begins. In the next few hours, more than a dozen monks in the hall will take turns to see the doctor for the wife. Great?"

Ruan Yan helped the woman to a chair and sat down. Instead of sitting down, she stood in front of her holding the woman's hand, looked sideways at Chang Yuan, and said, "A dozen or so monks in the temple have treated my wife before the uncle came. However, now only my uncle has not seen my wife."

Chang Yuandao smiled, and replied in a rather strange tone, "They are fast at seeing the doctor."

Ruan Yan laughed, and turned sideways to reveal the woman standing in front of him, "Master, please."

The woman's face was covered with a veil, only her eyes were exposed.

Wen Xia raised her eyes to look at the woman, and with just one glance, her whole body seemed to have fallen into the cold ice.

Everyone in the world knows that the demon lord of Mingqiu, Wen Qiufeng, has an only son, whose surname is Yang and his style name is Xia'er, and he is titled Young Master of Mingqiu.

But they don't know that Wen Qiufeng actually has another son.

Wen Xia has a younger brother.

But before he was eight years old, he never knew that he had a younger brother in this world.

Many years ago, before his father Wen Qiufeng became the Demon Lord of Mingqiu, he fell in love with a woman from Xiandao, and later he and his younger brother were born.

His mother was not an ordinary casual cultivator, but the prostitute daughter of Qingmu Yun's family, named Yun Xueyi.

The combination of Xianxiu and Moxiu has never been approached by the world, and the same is true for Wen Qiufeng and Yun Xueyi.

Wen Xia'er grew up beside his father. It was not until he was eight years old that he saw his mother for the first time, and a younger brother who looked exactly like him.

His younger brother is not a twin with him, even two years younger than him, but the two of them have nine points alike in appearance, the only difference is that there is a red mole on the left side of the middle of the younger brother's eyebrow .

He remembered that it was a winter day, his younger brother was wearing a small snow-white cloak, hiding behind his mother, watching him cautiously like a deer afraid of giving birth.

Wen Xia'er has always been bold, and he was like this when he was eight years old. He ran forward and pulled him out from behind his mother, and asked, "Why do you look exactly like me?"

The younger brother was very shy, and was obviously a little frightened by him being pulled out so suddenly. He looked at him with a pair of eyes that were exactly like his, as if he was about to cry in the next moment, but he still answered him: "I... I am your brother."

"Brother?" Wen Xia looked at him suspiciously, "My name is Wen Yang, what's your name?"

The younger brother opened his mouth, and said in a low voice, "My name is Yunyao..."

The suspicious look on Wen Xia'er's face became even more serious, "My surname is Wen, your surname is Yun, they have different surnames, how could he be my younger brother?"

As soon as Yun Yao heard this, the dizzy tears burst out of his eyes, but he held his hand tightly, sobbing: "I am your brother, you are my brother... I am your brother..."

Seeing a person who looked exactly like him holding his hand and crying, Wen Xier couldn't remember how he felt at that time, only knew that since then, there was another person in his life that he wanted to protect. people.

Such thoughts continued until the city of Mingqiu was broken and after his father died.

Yun Yao died.

Following his father, he died in the flames of the battle between immortals and demons.

No one can fail to recognize their own face, even if it is just a pair of eyes.

Wen Xia looked at the person sitting not far from him in the hall, and countless thoughts popped up in his mind in an instant.

He held the armrest on one side, stood up stiffly, and wanted to go forward to check, but was restrained by a force and pulled back to the original position.

The voice next to his ear kept urging him to step forward, Wen Xia wanted to break the strength on his wrist, but the strength became heavier and heavier, like a shackle that locked him in place and could not move.

Wen Xia felt as if he was trapped by someone. He opened his mouth to make a sound, but found that his breathing became short of breath, and he couldn't utter a single word. His pupils shrank unconsciously, densely packed. Cold sweat covered his entire back.

"Wen Yang!"

Wen Xia'er shuddered violently, and then regained his composure. He lowered his eyes, looked at the hand that was holding his wrist, and then raised his eyes to look at the owner of this hand, "... ...what are you calling me?"

Jun Ling looked at him with frowning brows, her thin lips pursed tightly.

Wen Xia lowered her head, touched the sweat on her forehead, and said nothing.

"My lady's pulse is calm, she doesn't look like someone who is seriously ill." Chang Yuan checked the woman's pulse and said: "Master Ruan, I'm afraid I invited the wrong person."

Ruan Yan held the woman's hand, and said in a gentle voice: "It's not wrong, with the uncle and all the monks in the hall, my wife's illness will definitely be cured."

Chang Yuandao glanced at the hall and didn't know what kind of spell was cast on it. The monk who fell into a deep sleep sneered, "I don't know when Master Ruan will sing this play before he will stop."

Ruan Yan smiled lightly and said nothing, helped the woman up from the seat and walked out of the hall, "I didn't do anything harmful to the world, I just hope to cure my wife's illness."

He held the woman half in his arms, and when he passed in front of Jun Lingshen and Wen Xia'er, he glanced at Wen Xia'er with a smile on his face.

Wen Xia covered his forehead with one hand, and watched Ruan Yan pass by him coldly. He didn't stand up until the figure of the other party disappeared from his sight.

"Let go." Wen Xia said without raising her eyes.

Jun Lingchen was still holding his wrist.

Jun Lingshen raised his head and looked at Wen Xia'er, a little nervousness appeared in his eyes, "Yun Yao, he..."

"Let go." Wen Xia's voice cooled down.

Jun Ling paused, and after a moment of stalemate, he finally let go.

Wen Xia ran out of the hall without looking back.

There is only one thing to be sure in his heart, and that is whether his younger brother is still alive.

Wen Xiaer already knows where he should go now without searching the village for headless flies.

He returned to the long corridor that was hidden by illusion, and the guiding talisman hit the pillar. After a short while, the scene of the long corridor changed drastically.

What appeared at the end of the corridor was not the secret passage he saw that night, but a courtyard that had never appeared in Lone Star Manor.

After Wen Xia put a concealment talisman on herself, she walked in.

The yard is very large, almost three or four times the size of a normal yard, but Wen Xia is not in the mood to look at the scene of the yard at the moment, and walks straight to the only room in the yard.

The door of the house was closed, but the windows were open, as if reserved for him.

Wen Xia walked to the window, put away the red umbrella in her hand and hung it on her waist, and saw the scene inside the house through the wide open window.

Yun Yao was sitting on the edge of the bed, and another girl who was always with Ruan Zhi was holding a steaming wet handkerchief, standing beside Yun Yao, as if she wanted to wipe Yun Yao's face.

At this moment, Ruan Yan came out from the other side, took the wet handkerchief from the girl's hand naturally, and said, "I'll come, Tong'er, you go out first."

Ruan Tong nodded, "Okay, owner." He walked out slowly.

Ruan Yan took off the veil Yun Yao was wearing and put it aside, picked up a wet handkerchief and began to wipe Yun Yao's face.

Ruan Yan's wiping movements were extraordinarily gentle, once and for all, as if wiping something extremely precious, lest it be broken.

When he wiped Yun Yao's lips, he stopped suddenly.

The next moment, he pinched Yun Yao's jaw, leaned over and kissed it.

"What are you doing?!"

Wen Xiaer tore off the concealment talisman on her body, swept into the house through the window, pulled Ruan Yan away from Yun Yao, and protected Yun Yao behind her.

Ruan Yan was pushed to one side, but instead of being angry, she laughed, "Brother, you are finally willing to show up."

Wen Xia looked at Ruan Yan coldly, "Who is your brother?"

Ruan Yan hooked her lips, and the smile in her eyes deepened, "You are Yun Yao's elder brother, and Yun Yao is my wife, so I should call you brother just like Yun Yao."

"Your wife?!" Wen Xia sneered, "When did my younger brother, a man of seven feet, become your wife?!"

Ruan Yan paused, and said: "I am Yaoyao's wife, and Yaoyao is my husband. Does this satisfy my elder brother?"

Wen Xia said: "Master Ruan has a thick skin that no one can match."

After he said this, he turned around and looked at Yunyao. He was far away in the palace just now, and he could only vaguely see the purple dress on Yunyao's body. Now that he was getting closer, he could see clearly that Yunyao was wearing a woman's dress. Wen Xia'er clenched her fists tightly, making the joints creak.

Ruan Yan said behind him: "It's just the love between husband and wife, brother, don't worry about it."

Wen Xia's brows were furrowed tightly, and he reached out and took off the woman's coat on Yun Yao's body and threw it on the ground. His hands trembled, and when he took off Yun Yao's shirt, he accidentally pulled off Yun Yao's inner garment, which was densely dotted with red. The scars almost covered the exposed skin of Yun Yao.

Wen Xia took off her outer shirt and covered it with Yun Yao, without looking back, she took out a few fire-falling talismans from her sleeve and threw them at Ruan Yan behind her.

"Brother, why are you angry?" Ruan Yan quickly dodged to avoid the talisman coming towards him.

Wen Xia took Yun Yao's hand and pulled him up from the bed, and said in a cold voice, "You should be lucky, I don't want to kill now."

Ruan Yan stood in front of Wen Xia'er and Yun Yao, and the smile in her eyes disappeared, "Where are you taking him?"

Wen Xia said: "My little brother, I can take it wherever I want."

Ruan Yan said: "Yun Yao and I are husband and wife now, don't you think that brother's move is too self-assertive?"

Wen Xia held Yun Yao's hand tightly, "Ruan Yan, if you dare to say one more word today, I will let you swallow everything you said today..."

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen lightning talismans struck Ruan Yan from all directions, and the talisman paper was covered with frightening electric light. The electric light sizzled, and the momentum was huge, as if mixed with the anger of the person who cast the talisman.

Ruan Yan dodged in the talisman formation surrounded by the Thunderbolt Talisman. Seeing that Yun Yao was about to be taken out of the house by Wen Xiaer, she frowned and quickly made a sword formula to block all the Thunderbolt Talismans back.

The Sword Jue and the Thunderbolt Talisman collided head-on, and the two forces competed with each other, surged vigorously, and finally exploded in mid-air, smashing the decorations in the room to the ground.

"Wen Xiaer, let him go!" Ruan Yan came from behind, grabbed Yun Yao's arm, and prevented the two from leaving.

Wen Xiaer released several Explosion Talismans and Thunder Talismans at the same time to hit Ruan Yan's face. Seeing this, Ruan Yan could only let go of Yun Yao's hand, and continued to hold the sword formula to fight against these talisman papers.

If it was the talisman paper of ordinary talisman repair, Ruan Yan could destroy it completely in an instant, but this talisman of Wen Xia'er could not easily compete with it in a short time.

Wen Xiaer and Yun Yao had already walked into the courtyard, Ruan Yan's face was full of anxiety, and he could no longer care about fighting these talisman papers, he put away the sword formula, and rushed directly into the talisman array, when he came out again, he The purple clothes were already stained with little blood.

Ruan Yan didn't care much, and ran towards Yun Yao quickly, grabbed Yun Yao's hand, and said, "Wen Xia, do you want Yao Yao to die?!"

Wen Xia paused, turned around, looked at Ruan Yan, who was covered in blood, and frowned even tighter, "Ruan Yan, what did you say?"

Ruan Yan's exquisite face was stained with a few drops of blood, and he looked like a soul-stirring ghost at the moment, he hooked the corners of his lips, but his smile was cold, "...Wen Xia, do you miss your brother Yun? Are you dead?"