Zhu He

The wind outside the window was warm and cloudless, Chang Jiaci leaned against the railing and looked at the distant scenery, while folding the elegant orchid on the table into pieces.

Sensing a scrutinizing gaze from a distance, Chang Jiaci turned his head slightly and met Shang Qingyi's displeased eyes.The obedient apprentice has already exposed his disguise, and there is no need for Chang Jiaci to endure the ridicule of these servants anymore.So he pushed the other two pots of orchids directly out of the window sill, looking at the broken mess, Chang Jiaci crossed his arms and put on a provocative pose towards Qingyi.

Of course Qingyi was furious, but was dragged away by Qinglang who was passing by.

Chang Jiaci could only hear Qingyi roaring in a deep voice, "It was he who did it...it was him... Qingxi..."

But what Qing Lang said, he couldn't hear clearly.

Chang Jiaci sneered disdainfully, brushed off the dirt on his body, and lay back on the couch.Although he lived here for a long time as a young apprentice, he had never been to Dong Qinghe's residence before, so naturally he didn't know what the furnishings in his house were like.However, Chang Jiaci guessed that the rules set by Yidong Qinghe in the door are supposed to be thrifty but actually stingy. Most of the beds in his own house should not be that big and soft, but why did they change now? After this happened, Chang Jiaci didn't want to admit that it was Dong Qinghe who changed it just for himself.

Touching the smooth and delicate silk brocade quilt beside him, Chang Jiaci's mind was in chaos, wondering when the days of involuntary control would end.

Just as he was complaining, he heard Qingyue's saluting voice from a distance, and then they opened a car, and Dong Qinghe walked in from outside.

This girl disappeared early in the morning, she should have gone to deal with the affairs accumulated in the door, Chang Jiaci thought that the other party would not come back.

Dong Qinghe took a sip of the tea on the table, and asked Qing Lang who followed him in, "How is today?"

Qing Lang lowered his eyes and replied: "I drank two bowls of medicine, but I didn't drink the porridge."

Chang Jiaci, who received Dong Qinghe's gaze, finally realized that this guy was asking about his own business. His own people are here, and he still wants to ask others. Isn't this intentional?

"What's the matter? You want to ask about my crime?" Chang Jiaci was upset.

Hearing that the cute and docile people in the past suddenly changed into such an aggressive attitude, Qinglang couldn't react for a while, but the sect master who had been treated so harshly walked to the side of the couch without changing his expression, stabilized himself and almost fell from above. Chang Jiaci, who came down, said with a smile, "I don't mean to blame you, I know you forgot, and you can make it up at night."

As he said that, he turned his head and raised his eyes towards Qing Lang, Qing Lang immediately understood, "I'll let the kitchen do the cooking again."

Just as Chang Jiaci was about to get angry, he listened to Dong Qinghe's order: "Then go prepare the water first, and do what I told you yesterday, remember?"

Qing Lang nodded again: "I remember, sect master."

Seeing that the servant obeyed his orders and left quickly, Chang Jiaci suddenly felt something was wrong: "What are you doing?"

Dong Qinghe said: "Heal your wounds."

After a while, a huge wooden barrel was brought in, and it was filled with steaming hot water. Qing Lang took out many strange medicinal materials from the wooden box on the side and threw them into the barrel. Bitterness with fragrance and pungent taste wafted out.

It's just that the smell is not as good as what Chang Jiaci remembers, the medicine bath he took before should smell even worse.

Qing Langqing wanted to keep the help, but was waved away by Dong Qinghe. He slowly came to Chang Jiaci, took off the gauze hat from his head, and said softly, "Take off your clothes."

Dong Qinghe spoke in a very natural tone, as if the situation was familiar to him, but Chang Jiaci was taken aback when he heard it.Although he remembered the general process of the medicinal baths of the previous few times, but at that time his whole body was vain, his mind was dizzy, and he was almost involuntary or lost consciousness after soaking in it. He had never been so awake and detailed like this time. To feel it all.

"I, I don't want to soak that stuff..." Chang Jiaci said angrily, "You don't have to try to torment me, at worst you give me that bitter medicine and I'll just drink it."

Dong Qinghe shook his head: "Drink the medicine and soak in the bath, so that you can recover quickly."

Chang Jiaci met his irrefutable gaze and frowned: "Then I will wash it myself."

Dong Qinghe still shook his head: "You also need to soak your head and face, and I can cast a water-avoiding spell on you with me." Otherwise, Chang Jiaci's head would also be immersed in the medicinal bath and he would definitely drown.

Chang Jiaci was at a loss for words, thinking about what excuses he could use to resist, but he didn't know that Dong Qinghe had already noticed his cautious behavior.

Dong Qinghe smiled helplessly, and took advantage of Chang Jiaci's ecstasy to attack directly. In the past few days, he had applied medicine and changed yarn to the person in front of him. The red dress on her body fell off, and most of the white gauze was gone.

However, Chang Jiaci is not a vegetarian either. Dong Qinghe also knows his temperament of holding hands and retreating. Seeing that Chang Jiaci's eyes are mixed with fire and water, he knows it when he is struggling to no avail. He was really angry, considering the body of the person in front of him, Dong Qinghe took a step back.

"Okay, you can dismantle it yourself, and I'll get the medicine." Dong Qinghe said reassuringly, got up and went to the side room.

Chang Jiaci stared angrily at the disappearance of the other person's back, and sat for a long while before confirming that the person had really left, and the tense shoulders and neck slowly relaxed.

Pulling one end of the white gauze, Chang Jiaci originally wanted to finish the battle in one go, but he didn't know whether it was because the wound medicine was a little sticky, or because the wound was gradually healing, the white gauze stuck to the newly formed scab and was Chang Jiaci tore it clumsily, and some cracked one after another, the pain was so painful that Chang Jiaci almost couldn't lift it up.

Normally, Dong Qinghe didn't hurt that much when he made it up to him!

Why does it hurt so much to do it yourself?

While Chang Jiaci was puzzled, his subordinates didn't stop. Compared with being ashamed, he could survive the pain.

After tearing off the last layer of white gauze, Chang Jiaci, who felt a little cold, was about to stride towards the barrel, but halfway there, he suddenly stopped and stared blankly at a half-sized man not far away. The figure shown in the brass mirror was unable to move for a moment.

If you ask Chang Jiaci to recognize it, he might not even be able to see that the person on the other side of the mirror is himself, no, it is not like a person anymore, it is like a monster with hands and feet, with scorched and mottled skin, Half-long, half-bald hair, and a face with burnt facial features...

Is this how he dangled back and forth in front of Dong Qinghe?Did Dong Qinghe feel disgusted looking at his face?He, Chang Jiaci, is no longer the high-spirited young palace master who traveled side by side with Dong Qinghe back then. He doesn't have the beauty of Hua Jiandong, but now he doesn't even look like Huafu anymore, he has become a ugly monster...

For a moment, the distant past appeared in front of Chang Jiaci's eyes. He was wearing tattered clothes and walking on the streets of the capital, with disgusted eyes everywhere, and occasionally some would come up and kick him.

Chang Jiaci felt as if he had gone back to the past for a moment, Lian Tang's sadness and Lian Tang's shock were still vivid in his memory, and those fears and nightmares were about to come back...

When Dong Qinghe came out from the side, what he saw was Chang Jiaci who was standing in a daze in the room, bloody white gauze was scattered around his feet, and blood was oozing from several places on his body.

Dong Qinghe secretly thought that he was negligent, and hurriedly stepped forward to carefully lift him up to the side of the barrel.

Chang Jiaci felt the warm water flowing over his limbs, he returned to Dong Qinghe's face, the person in front of him was just like Lian Tang who was dressed in brocade clothes back then, no, Dong Qinghe was more handsome and more handsome than Lian Tang. Grace, but she is more miserable and terrifying than back then.

Noticing Chang Jiaci's shrunken shoulders and hastily turned away eyes, Dong Qinghe seemed to feel something and said lightly: "Don't be afraid, it's fine."

"I'm not afraid," even at this time, Chang Jiaci was unwilling to admit defeat, "I just... don't like myself, in your eyes, it just looks so pitiful."

But Dong Qinghe laughed: "I didn't pity you, have you forgotten, I said, you will be fine, why should I pity you?"

Chang Jiaci didn't believe it: "This way you can be cured, are you a Daluo Jinxian?"

Dong Qinghe bent his eyes, quietly took out a porcelain bottle out of Chang Jiaci's sight, opened it, and slowly poured the bright red liquid from it into the bucket.

"I'm not a fairy, but I will do my best..."

Chang Jiaci moved the tip of his nose and smelled a bloody smell. Then he looked down at the bath water that was gradually turning red, and finally coincided with the disgusting smell in his memory. He asked in surprise: "What's going on? You added What's blood going in?"

Dong Qinghe put away the porcelain bottle, slowly unbuttoned his robe, and said, "Don't be nervous, it's just blood that can detoxify all kinds of poisons."

Chang Jiaci saw that he had also started to take off his clothes, and the thoughts that had just swam out were suddenly pulled back: "You can't be... this bucket is so small!" Can he do it without being nervous?This man is really hard to guard against!

Dong Qinghe tossed his outer robe aside, and the blue hair almost dragged down, said calmly: "It's not small, it's enough." As he spoke, he stepped into the wooden barrel with a light leap, miraculously light Ruyan didn't splash a single drop of water.

Chang Jiaci was forced to clung to the wall of the barrel to escape, as he said, this barrel is really not big, at least when this guy came in, his legs and feet were all stuck together with him, and he suffered a lot. The bruised skin is already extremely sensitive, and it feels hot and cold, painful and itchy after being rubbed so lightly.

When taking a few baths before, this girl had been standing outside the tub and looking at herself, don't think that he has a bad memory and is so confused that he forgot, why did he suddenly change this time?

Chang Jiaci yelled angrily: "You, are you... healing? If you want to kill me, just say so!"

Although Dong Qinghe still left an inner shirt on, but his snow-white inner coat has been soaked in water and adhered to his body, revealing a strong and perfect figure, as if Chang Jiaci's appearance Just like in the past, at this moment, Dong Qinghe's appearance would make his whole body turn red like shrimp, but at this moment, he would be grateful that his scorched appearance concealed everything.

Dong Qinghe reached out and grabbed Chang Jiaci and hugged it to his chest, and said in his ear righteously: "It's for healing, but in addition to restoring your appearance, I also want to remove the Chaos Demon from your body." Qi, accompanied by this medicated bath, will have twice the result with half the effort."

As he spoke, he walked all the way down Chang Jiaci's spine with one hand, and slowly stopped at the vest, while pressing the other hand on the dantian of his lower abdomen, slowly guiding the Qi channels into Chang Jiaci's body.

Seeing that the other party really wanted to heal himself, Chang Jiaci's high-pitched heart finally fell back, but Dong Qinghe's posture was equivalent to holding himself in his arms from behind, Chang Jiaci wanted to go to him very uncomfortably. He moved forward a few minutes, but he was dragged back when he moved.

"Follow my breath..." Dong Qinghe's voice was a little deeper than before, brushing the back of Chang Jiaci's neck, making his shoulders feel numb for no reason.

"I, I feel so hot." Chang Jiaci said irritably.

Dong Qinghe snorted and said, "I'm hot too, that's what healing is all about."

Chang Jiaci frowned, always felt that the situation between the two of them was a bit strange, especially when the room was quiet, he could hear Dong Qinghe's panting, and his... heartbeat.

"Cough...well, Dong Qinghe, how long will this be over?" Chang Jiaci had no choice but to break the weird atmosphere again restlessly.

"Whenever the devilish energy in your body is gone, it will be over at any time, at least one hour at a time." Dong Qinghe replied in a low voice with a leisurely voice.

An hour? !

But Chang Jiaci felt that he couldn't stand it for a while, and he continued to find something to say: "I think this method is too slow to lose energy, so there is nothing else?"

"Gone."

"No, you, you call Jin Xueli, I'll ask him myself." Chang Jiaci didn't believe in evil.

Dong Qinghe paused for a while, then suddenly said: "Okay, there is one more, I used it when I rescued you back."

"what?"

Chang Jiaci's eyes lit up, and he immediately turned his head away. The next moment, Dong Qinghe lowered his head, and then covered his own with two warm lips.

Dong Qinghe was concerned that Chang Jiaci's lips were still injured, so he didn't dare to use much force, but lightly licked the corner of his mouth, and his tongue slipped into his defenseless mouth.

Chang Jiaci was stunned by Dong Qinghe's sudden movement, when he felt a wave of spiritual energy being drawn through the lips that met the two, and that spiritual energy seemed to have its own will, once it entered Chang Jiaci's mouth It went down his throat and ran all the way into his stomach, but because it was too mellow, Chang Jiaci, whose Qi veins were extremely fragile, couldn't bear it at all. It felt like swallowing a sword, or It was a fire, which burned his internal organs with pain.

Chang Jiaci couldn't help but push Dong Qinghe away, and coughed heavily.

Dong Qinghe patted his back calmly, pursed his lips and sighed: "Look, it's better to take your time, right?"

Chang Jiaci: "Ahem...ahem!!!"