Don't Forget Everything

Han Muchuan stood in front of Wei Chuyue's door for an unknown amount of time, but never entered. The last ones who pushed the door open were Song Yilin and Wen Ran.

Wei Chuyue heard footsteps and their conversation outside the door earlier, but when he looked up and saw Song Yilin and Wen Ran, the cool autumn wind from outside the door rushed in, rushed into Wei Chuyue's heart, and gradually dissipated after a turn.

"Mr. Wen, what's the matter?" Wei Chuyue glanced over Song Yilin, selectively ignoring him, because he just came with Wen Ran.

Wen Ran didn't talk nonsense, straight to the point: "I went to meet An Xun, the new envoy of Jiedu in Xuzhou."

"Huh?" Wei Chuyue waited for Wen Ran to continue.

"According to what An Xun said, the purpose of gathering talented and learned scholars at the Qionglin Banquet tomorrow is to prepare for the next spring's scientific examination. My grandfather may also intend to let me participate."

Wei Chuyue nodded: "So what does Mr. Wen mean by coming to me?"

"I want to ask clearly."

Wei Chuyue raised his eyebrows. If Wen Ran wanted to ask clearly, he wouldn't be asking An Xun. He and An Xun had never met each other. If he didn't believe An Xun's words, he could only ask Wen Lao.

"Mr. Wen wants me to send a letter to the capital?"

"Yes. It's just that tomorrow is the Qionglin Banquet. It takes a long time to send letters to the capital now, and I don't know how long it will take for my grandfather to hear back."

"It's impossible to send a letter today, and it's impossible to receive it tomorrow. Go to the capital, about ten days, and there will be news."

Wen Ran nodded, and said again: "Brother Song said that Wuwangzhai also received the invitation?"

"I have indeed received it. Originally, I didn't want to go, but if Mr. Wen wanted to join in the fun, how about I join?" Wei Chuyue was meticulous, considerate, and kind.

Wen Ran thought of a lot of excuses when he came. Regardless of whether Wei Chuyue planned to go or not, he was the one who asked Wuwangzhai and Wei Chuyue for help after all. He had no reason to take it for granted, but he did not expect Wei Chuyue to be so straightforward.

Wei Chuyue glanced at Song Yilin, showed a narrow smile, and asked, "Mr. Wen, have you prepared a letter to send to the capital?"

Wen Ran nodded, and asked again: "But I don't know if this letter can be delivered directly to my grandfather?"

"Well, it's not difficult."

Wen Ran still couldn't help being a little surprised. No matter how lonely the Wen family is, not everyone can enter, and his grandfather Wen Lao is not everyone can see. If you usually send a letter to Wenfu, you have to go through many people and several doors. It would be good to get to Wen Yuanqiao's case, even if it is his letter, it will definitely reach Wen Yuanqiao first, and then pass it from Wen Yuanqiao to Elder Wen.

The relationship between Wuwangzhai and Wen's is far deeper than Wen Ran imagined, but Wen Ran doesn't know it at all.

At this moment, Wen Ran looked at Wei Chuyue, feeling very uncomfortable. He didn't like the feeling of being deceived, but he knew very well why he was kept in the dark, so he could only accept it angrily, and even thanked Wei Chuyue.

Wei Chuyue was full of "conspiracies and tricks", but he was very "open and frank", which made Wen Ran helpless and dumbfounded. At this moment, he suddenly understood the reason why he didn't like Wei Chuyue very much in the past two years, and Wei Chuyue didn't like him very much either.

They are living in a different world.

Wen Ran couldn't help but look back at Song Yilin, which world is he in?In the middle?

Wei Chuyue followed Wen Ran's gaze to look at Song Yilin, tilted his head, and looked at it leisurely, without saying anything, his eyes seemed to be filled with countless words that entered Song Yilin's ears.

Wei Chuyue must have wanted to ask how Song Yilin could agree to let Wen Ran go to the Qionglin Banquet?How could he get involved in these things again?

Song Yilin looked away, as if she couldn't understand.

Wei Chuyue smiled, and turned to Wen Ran: "Is there anything else I can do to help Mr. Wen?"

Wen Ran shook his head lightly: "Young Master Wei spared no effort, and Qing Yi is very grateful."

"Where is it, Mr. Wen is being polite. I will pass the letter on Mr. Wen's behalf in a while?"

Wen Ran nodded, and handed over a letter to Wei Chuyue.

Wei Chuyue took it, and in front of Wen Ran, took out a small gold seal from his bosom, took out sealing wax to seal the envelope, rolled it up, stuffed it into a small bamboo tube, and sealed the bamboo tube together.

Wei Chuyue stood in front of the window, blew a whistle, and the jet-black falcon fluttered down. Wei Chuyue tied up the small bamboo tube, fed the falcon some snacks, whispered a few words to the falcon, and let the falcon out again. .

"When the letter comes back, I will inform Mr. Wen immediately."

Wen Ran was still stunned, and said, "Thank you, Young Master Wei."

Wen Ran walked out of Chao Yun Tower with his head down, and was punched so hard in the chest that his sternum seemed to be broken, and it was embedded in his chest with a dull pain.He really hated Wei Chuyue, Wei Chuyue saw it too clearly, knew that he didn't trust Wuwangzhai very much, so he sent the letter in front of his face, exposing his villainous heart in broad daylight.

Song Yilin hurriedly followed Wen Ran, wanted to persuade her but had nowhere to say, so she could only quietly hold Wen Ran's hand, go home early and stay away from right and wrong.

It was night, Wei Chuyue's Chao Yun Tower usually had no servants to wait on it, but now two servants came to light up the lamps in the porch, and Chao Yun Tower immediately became more lively.

Duofu also came, to ask Wei Chuyue for dinner.

"Give me an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks here."

"Yes."

Duofu thought that Wei Chuyue wanted to eat with Han Muchuan, so he nodded in response, but Wei Chuyue added: "Send another one to Mr. Han's room."

"Ah? Then, Young Master Wei, you are here..."

"Someone will come later." Wei Chuyue smiled.

Duofu didn't understand, and he didn't need to understand. He nodded slowly and was about to leave.

"and many more."

Duofu turned around and came back: "Young Master Wei, what else can I order?"

"Send this wound medicine to Mr. Han." Although Wei Chuyue's sword in the afternoon was not deep and didn't hurt any vitals, it was still bloody.Wei Chuyue didn't want to.

vulnerary?Is there anyone else who can injure the best sword in the world?impossible.Yomo is for everyone else.who?Duofu just saw a red line on the side of Wei Chuyue's neck, shouldn't Wei Chuyue keep the wound medicine for himself?

Full of questions, Duofu didn't dare to say a single word, but simply replied: "Yes."

As soon as Duofu went out, he bumped into Han Muchuan, who was standing on the porch, dimly illuminated by the lights, the figure was lonely, as if he was silently guarding something, Duofu couldn't help but sigh, stepped forward to take the wound medicine respectfully He handed it over calmly: "Mr. Han, Wei Shao ordered me to give it to you."

Han Muchuan looked at the wound medicine in Duofu's hand, but didn't respond for a while.

Duofu was a little embarrassed, and said again: "This wound medicine is made by Wei Shaoqian, it is very easy to use, skin and flesh wounds can scab in half a day, and blood circulation is activated to remove blood stasis without leaving scars..."

Han Muchuan still didn't respond, Duofu raised his eyes to look at Han Muchuan, there was no trace of emotion on his face, and he didn't know what he meant by not speaking and not responding, what did he say wrong?

"Young Master Han?"

"Han Muchuan?"

Finally, he reached out to take the wound medicine, walked around Duofu and walked into the house without saying a word.

Duofu glanced back blankly, full of bewilderment, he didn't dare to ask about the master's affairs, so he left quickly to prepare dinner.

Wei Chuyue wasn't too surprised to see Han Muchuan coming in, he just heard Han Muchuan ask, "Who else will come?"

Wei Chuyue lowered his head, continued to read the book in his hand, and said lightly, "Qin Tang."

"He's been here before."

Wei Chuyue slightly raised his eyes, looked at Han Muchuan, and didn't answer.He wanted to say, you have been here before, but you have been refusing to leave.But Wei Chuyue didn't say anything, he didn't want to provoke Han Muchuan.I don't want to provoke.

They are just masters and apprentices, Wei Chuyue hopes that they are even strangers, at least they are clean, and they can bury their hearts, so that he can not think about Han Muchuan's kindness to him, and Han Muchuan.

The moment the four eyes met, Han Muchuan's mind seemed to explode into a deep pool of water. With a bang, a huge wave rushed towards him, and he was so anxious that he wanted to wake him up, but he was taken away by the vortex, spinning around. Right or left.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Wei Chuyue lowered his head again and bit his lip unconsciously.

He regretted what happened three years ago.If he doesn't tell the truth, he can still dream for a few more years, but now that he wakes up from the dream, he can't deceive himself or others.

Han Muchuan has been treating him very well, but he wants more.Everyone in Jiuquetang knew that Han Muchuan treated Wei Chuyue, an outsider, the best.Han Muchuan is always indifferent to others, he doesn't talk much, only obsessed with swords, girls are not easy to get close to, and hate him for being a piece of wood.

A few years ago, Chen Yuxian, the leader of the Five Sacred Sacred League, wanted to be a matchmaker for Han Muchuan and marry his niece to him. Unfortunately, Han Muchuan disappeared and never found anyone. , The opportunity to jump into the dragon's gate, the Five Sacred Mountains League is the biggest force in the Jianghu, Chen Yuxian has no daughter under his knees, and the most precious niece, if Han Muchuan can get this marriage, it will not be a success overnight.That is, if people in the Jianghu know the relationship between Han Muchuan and Jiuquetang, they will join in the fun. The Wuyue League and Jiuquetang can round up the entire Jianghu and make dumplings.

Wei Chuyue asked, Han Muchuan said he was not interested, it had nothing to do with Jiuquetang, Wuyue League, he was simply not interested.

Wei Chuyue was secretly happy, thinking that Han Muchuan belonged to him.It wasn't until he kissed Han Muchuan, but was pushed away by him, that he realized that he was wrong and Han Muchuan was not interested in him.

They are just masters and apprentices, and Wei Chuyue is holding Han Muchuan's sword. For Han Muchuan, this is the reason for him to pay attention to Wei Chuyue, nothing else.

Wei Chuyue asked him three years ago: "Han Muchuan, what is it that I am in your heart?"

Those were angry words, Wei Chuyue didn't want to know anymore, he was afraid of Han Muchuan's answer.

This time Han Muchuan would come, Wei Chuyue really didn't expect it, until now he still has a panic of being caught off guard.He didn't know how to be a master and apprentice with Han Muchuan.

Wei Chuyue lowered his head to read the book, Han Muchuan stood still, staring at Wei Chuyue as if he was pulling hard, wanting Wei Chuyue to look up at him, but there was no response, neither of them spoke and could only stand in a stalemate.

"Is Master looking for something for me?" Wei Chuyue still didn't raise his head, but just asked.

Han Muchuan remained silent, and only put the wound medicine in front of Wei Chuyue's eyes.

Wei Chuyue looked at the small bottle of medicine and was speechless for a while.Jiuquetang also has very good wound medicine, how could he forget it?

It wasn't until Han Muchuan left that Wei Chuyue dared to look up at the door, feeling desolate in his heart, as if Han Muchuan left like this three years ago.

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Master is so stupid, I'm bald...