Women's First Swordsman [Transmigration Book]

Although the Su Mo people woke up, their bodies were still weak and unable to move.

Ye Xing and Jin Yi brought his used wheelchair, along with valuables from the Prince's Mansion, and piled them all up in the utility room of Qinglian Valley.

After discussing with his senior sisters, Mubai decided to build a bamboo house for two people in the depths of the emerald bamboo forest. So every day, besides pushing Su Mo around in the valley, he cut down the green bamboos and built them bit by bit. A hut for two.

On the day when the bamboo house was completed, Mu Baite went down the mountain, rode a fast horse to Lingyun Ferry to buy food, packed some vegetables from Yizui Xuan, and returned to Qinglian Valley in the evening.

Heat the dishes in the pan, put them all on the table, and prepare bowls, chopsticks and spoons for the injured.

Su Mo sat on the wheelchair and looked at him with his chin resting on his cheek. When Mu Bai finished his work, he said, "Xiao Bai."

"Ah?" Mu Bai tossed for a long time, was too hot to eat, just picked up the post newspaper brought back from the mountain, "What's wrong?"

Su Mo coughed and patted his legs: "Come and sit here."

"?"

Mu Bai refused: "No, no, I'll squeeze out your internal injuries in a while."

Su Mo didn't say anything, just stared at him like that.

After a while, Mu Bai was defeated.

He sat down, his movements were very light, and he didn't press down at all.

Su Mo smiled and asked, "Xiaobai, what lightness kung fu are you practicing on me?"

"I was already so light."

Mu Bai paused, then changed the subject: "Did you ask me to sit on your lap at the Dingyun station?"

Su Mo responded softly: "Yes."

Mu Bai went on to recall: "You pretended to be sick and called me around every day, but I still remember it."

"Then let you call me back?"

"We'll talk about it when you recover from your injury." Mu Bai picked up a spoon, made a bowl of old chicken soup, and handed it to Su Mo. He changed his posture, put his two long legs over the armrest of the wheelchair, and turned sideways to open the post newspaper. .

He has been guarding every step in the valley these days, not caring about the affairs in the rivers and lakes. He didn't know that the incident at Wuti Palace had come to an end until he saw a few manuscripts in the post newspaper. In the midst of the change, the last seventh prince, Su Cheng, reaped the benefits of being a fisherman.

As for the rebellion that broke out in the country, we have to wait for him to take the throne and then deal with it slowly. It may take a lot of time to completely calm it down.

Su Mo's injury is not healed now, Mu Bai didn't want him to worry about it anymore, so he quickly flipped through the past, but when he saw the next page, he couldn't hold back his voice: "What the hell, who wrote this?"

"Huh?" Su Mo raised his eyes from the soup bowl.

"These unscrupulous writers in Yushu Villa actually said that you are dead." Mu Bai almost tore up the post newspaper and threw it aside, "Don't let the young master catch the crow's mouth."

Su Mo choked, put down his spoon, and said softly, "I asked them to write that."

Mu Bai was taken aback: "What?"

"I asked the messenger bird to bring a letter to Lin Baixiao, and asked him to announce that the Fifth Prince had passed away from serious injuries."

"Why..." Mu Bai blurted out this sentence, and soon understood.

Su Mo probably made up his mind a long time ago, planning to escape after paving the way for Su Cheng.

"Nowadays, the power to support Su Cheng is mostly arranged by me to recruit troops and buy horses for him. If I am still alive, I will become a thorn in his eyes sooner or later." Su Mo did not continue to talk about this, but raised his hand and rubbed Mu Bai's cheek Hair "Don't be mad."

"Oh." Mubai thought for a while, and asked worriedly, "But, since Yushu Villa knows that you are still alive, they can collect money to release this fake news for you, will they sell you for a higher price someday? ?”

After all, when Mu Bai was in the Wuti Imperial Capital before, Su Mo asked about his whereabouts at the Yushu Villa stronghold.

"You don't have to worry about that." Su Mo took a sip of the soup from the edge of the bowl, and wrote lightly, "Lin Baixiao is under my command, so don't worry."

Mubai: "???"

He simply didn't know what to say, choked for a long time, and only asked: "...you?"

"Sorry." Su Mo explained softly, "If people know that I control Yushu Villa, I'm afraid they will be mobilized and attacked, so we pretend that we have no connection to the outside world, it's not that we don't trust you."

Mubai doesn't mind this, but he often complains in his heart that Yushu Villa collects money to write false reports, and uses exaggerated headlines to attract attention. Before that, he was not willing to let this unscrupulous middleman make a difference... Finally, he found out that it was his own?

Originally, Mubai thought that His Royal Highness’s family was in decline, and that he would have to rely on his hard work to receive rewards to support his family in the future, but now it seems... Even if Su Mo doesn’t have the background of Wuti’s royal family, relying on Yushu Villa alone is better than walking around the rivers and lakes alone The poor heroes are much richer.

It's outrageous, very outrageous.

"Then you also issued a reward at Yushu Villa earlier?"

Su Mo said: "I didn't expect that you would pick up all of them. Those were just a cover for the actions of my subordinates."

Simply put, he didn’t need to pay for the reward in Yushu Mountain Villa, just hang it there, and when he needs to get rid of the people on the list, he will send his men to do it. People will directly suspect him, and it is not easy to expose the power of his subordinates.

As for other reward tasks, they followed the normal procedures of Yushu Villa.

Mubai: "..."

Su Mo coughed, and pointed to the Tianyuliufang sword leaning in the corner: "Actually, I was the one who wanted to kill Wei Pengcheng. Originally, Lin Baixiao didn't intend to give Tianyuliufang to you, so I used this reward to make things difficult for you..."

Mu Bai stopped his words: "Okay, don't talk about it."

He felt like a wage earner hired by Su Mo's merchants.

Seeing that Mubai's eyebrows drooped, Su Mo plucked his eyelashes with his fingers: "What's wrong, are you upset?"

Mu Bai said wearily: "I still wanted to make money to support you, but you ended up being paid."

Su Mo laughed out loud: "When this turmoil passes, I will take you to meet Lin Baixiao. You can ask him for any information you want in the future, and you can choose the sword in the hidden sword pool, okay? "

Now that Wu Ti is in trouble at home and abroad, and the fifth prince is dead in the eyes of the world, Su Mo doesn't need to worry about being targeted by other forces in the royal family, and he doesn't have to be as careful as before.

Mubai's mood improved a little: "Then I'll pick a few and bring them back to my senior sister."

He didn't want to talk about it anymore, so he said, "This is over, let's eat."

"it is good."

After dinner, Mu Bai pushed Su Mo to the Peach Blossom Forest to relax.It was the season of falling flowers, the two of them were covered with peach petals, and when the night was getting dark, they went back to the bamboo house and changed their clothes, there was still a trace of the quiet flower fragrance that lingered for a long time.

After making the mattress, Mu Bai came to help Su Mo go to bed, but he pulled him and fell into the wheelchair.

The door of the house has been closed, but the bamboo window is still propped up and has not fallen down.

Their house is located in the depths of the bamboo forest, not to mention the night, even during the day, no one will come at all.

Mu Bai was circled by Su Mo from behind, with an ambiguous and warm breath on the back of his neck.

He was a little itchy, and the bases of his ears unconsciously turned pink like a peach blossom.

"You haven't healed yet, you can't..."

"Xiaobai." Su Mo had already put his ear on the tip of his ear, "Don't you want to?"

Mu Bai has always had no way to take care of his brother, and he was defeated almost without any struggle.

He was concerned about Su Mo's body, so he had no choice but to take the initiative and try not to let the wheelchair-bound patient consume too much energy.

Su Mo only needs to kiss and occasionally support Mu Bai.

He gently embraced the sweat-soaked person into his arms: "I never thought before that there are such benefits to being a useless person."

Thin moonlight falls in through the bamboo window, the wind blows through the bamboo forest, and the blue shadows sway in the night.

The placket hangs in the crook of his arm, revealing the line extending from the back of the neck to the shoulders and spine. Mu Bai was so tired that he put his hands on Su Mo's shoulders, buried his head in the hollow of his neck, and panted softly: "Brother Su Mo... . . . let’s make it here tonight.”

"Tired?" Su Mo patted his back lightly, slid his hands down his spine, and hugged the messy clothes together.

Mubai: "???"

How did this man stand up from the wheelchair?Still walking fast?

He was placed on the bed and opened his eyes: "Su Mo..."

The person who carried him had already bent down, his black hair scattered on the bed: "Well, I'm here."

"You're playing tricks on me again." Mu Bai became angry from embarrassment, but the tone of his words was softened by the rubbing between his ears and temples, as if he was whispering something in a whisper.

Su Mo laughed and whispered to him, "I didn't play tricks on you."

Mu Bai wanted to say "I believe in your evil", but his mouth was knocked into some strange sounds.

The next day, when Mu Bai woke up, he saw someone's face lying beside him.

This person was very comfortable last night, he didn't look injured at all, his movements were fierce, and he could still speak provocative love words in his ear without panting.

So Mu Bai raised his hand and pushed the person next to the pillow to wake him up.

Su Mo's eyelashes trembled twice, his sleepy eyes were hazy, and his voice was a little sleepy: "Xiaobai, don't make trouble."

Mu Bai grabs him by the collar and drags him up from the bed.

Now Su Mo didn't feel sleepy at all, so he could only stare blankly at him.

Mu Bai bent his eyes and smiled: "Good brother, I think you are already in good health, why don't you cook breakfast in the future."

"I want to eat phoenix tail wings, jadeite jade fan."

Su Mo: "..."

"Also, my waist is sore and my legs are weak from your tossing, so I will take care of me today. After breakfast later, I want to go out to relax. Do you want to carry it on your back or push a wheelchair..."

After that day, His Royal Highness, who was originally not touched by Yang Chunshui, was enslaved by Mu Bai for a long time.

Of course, willingly.

The two lived in seclusion in the bamboo forest in the deep mountains of Qinglian Valley, playing flute and dancing swords, picking flowers and making wine, half a year passed in a flash.

On that day, Lingyundu's market opened early, and there were many pedestrians.

There is a boy selling newspapers walking through the streets with a tattered bag: "Selling newspapers, selling newspapers—the latest Jianghu station newspaper, the young hero walking on the snow and a boy in black are haunting side by side, and it is suspected that a 'black and white double evil' will be established." 'Grand Thief Combination..."

On the street, a young man in white with a sword on his back and a bamboo hat handed the boss a tael of silver: "Two bowls of Yangchun noodles."

"Okay, sit here, young hero!"

He and the young man in black beside him sat down at the table, lifted the fence on the edge of the bamboo hat and took a deep breath, and couldn't help complaining: "Good brother, tell Lin Baixiao, stop publishing my manuscript ...What 'black and white double evil', sounds like a pair of idiots."

What's more, there is Li Kui in the Black and White Shuangsha in Water Margin. When Mu Bai calls Su Mo "brother", his emoji will appear in his mind, and he instantly feels like a cute brother.

Su Mo didn't know what was going on in his mind, so he just nodded with a light smile, "Okay, I'll go to Yushu Villa later."

After eating Yangchun noodles, the two of them went to the teahouse to listen to the teacher's storytelling. They didn't eat lunch seriously, so they took a paper bag of buns and steamed buns and wandered around the street.

At noon, the sky was high and the clouds were light, the sun shone on the treetops, and the wind blew through thousands of sparkling golden leaves.

However, the fine weather didn't last long. In the evening, the sky darkened and it began to rain.

Although Mu Bai was wearing a bamboo hat, he still hid under Su Mo's oil-paper umbrella, a little disappointed: "It's actually raining."

The continuous drizzle also caught the hawkers off guard. They closed their stalls one after another, covered their heads with the cloth they set up and ran away.

The old man who sold the lanterns was leisurely and leisurely. He put up an umbrella and leaned against the entrance of the plank road, watching the pedestrians scattered around to hide from the rain.

Su Mo handed him the broken silver and bought two lanterns. The old man looked at him and said cheerfully, "Young man, I remember you. Didn't you bring a girl in white with you last year..."

Mu Bai couldn't help laughing.

This old man was outspoken, if the young couple from the side came over, maybe he would be messed up.

"Good brother." Mu Bai asked half-jokingly, "Who do you like more, the girl in white last year or me?"

Su Mo said: "I like them all, I'm not partial."

"Oh."

Mu Bai followed him to the end of the plank road, squatted down, lit a lantern, and carefully protected the lantern with his hands.

Su Mo handed over some of the umbrellas, and gave the rickety lantern a ride in the rain.

When he turned his head, he saw Mu Bai clasped his hands together and prayed.

This wish seemed very long, until Su Mo looked away, he still hadn't opened his eyes.

The lantern left the shelter of the umbrella, was beaten by the rain, ups and downs on the water, bumped several times, and still drifted tenaciously to the distance.

As if the heavens also took pity on these two small lanterns, the rain suddenly stopped.

The light clouds dissipated, revealing a half-round silver moon in the night sky.

Su Mo put away the paper umbrella, shook off the rain, and Mu Bai opened his eyes.

"What wish?"

"It can't be said, it won't work if it is said."

When the two walked back, there were still few pedestrians on the street, and the fragrance of rain, sweet-scented osmanthus, and citrus was permeating, bringing a little coolness of summer night.

Su Mo looked at the deserted long street, feeling as lonely as he used to be, even the tiles on the eaves at the end of the alley grew lonely moss.

Then Mu Bai came over.

The rain stopped, and the merchants along the street hung up lanterns one after another, lighting up the empty long street one by one.

He turned his face and saw Mubai's beautiful eyebrows and eyes, which reflected the light of the lantern, very bright and warm.

"Brother Su Mo." Mu Bai said with a light smile, "Although I just made a long wish, it can be summed up in just a few words."

Whether you hold a sword at the end of the world or live in a secluded mountain forest, the wine brewed from picking flowers in spring is used to worship the cold moon in autumn, and the fireworks and lanterns in summer nights are also kept in the long snowy nights, adding a little light and crackling firewood is enough to keep warm .

"Life is too short, I am not greedy, I only wish to be with you day and night, and depend on each other in four seasons."

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