Chun Feng Du Jian

Wen Heng asked in surprise, "What's going on here?"

Xue Qinglan thought for a moment, and said: "I also only heard a few words from Xue Ci, and I didn't know the inside story in detail, but if you want to say that the famous doctor in Kuangxue Lake is only Xue's family, Wu Se Gu Shen Zhen, I can't go wrong."

Wen Heng's expression suddenly became solemn.These days, he has been thinking about how to persuade Xue Qinglan to take him to seek medical treatment, but he just forgot that Gu Chuifang is an old man who has lived in seclusion underground for 30 years. It's impossible to go this way.

"Okay." Xue Qinglan saw that Wen Heng's expression was not good, so he deliberately raised his hand to press on the center of his frowning brows, and said, "Don't frown. It turns out that you are so scary today because you are thinking about this matter? I My own body, I know it in my heart, hasn’t it come over well for so many years? I will slowly find a way to recuperate and heal in the future, there is plenty of time.”

It was rare for Wen Heng to see him be so determined and persistent. Seeing that Xue Qinglan really didn't look like he was talking nonsense to fool him, he was afraid that Xue Qinglan would rebel if he tried to get to the bottom of it, so his face softened a little, and he loosened his brows and said: "Forget it, I'll just pretend that you know the seriousness, and you won't make life difficult for yourself."

Xue Qinglan agreed straight away: "Naturally. Besides, apart from not being able to sleep well, this disease usually does not hinder anything. Now that you are here, I am even less afraid."

Wen Heng still heard Gu Chuifang's dying sentence "it's not a sign of eternal life" from time to time, but it was inconvenient to say it out to cause trouble for Xue Qinglan, so he lightly revealed this section according to his previous words: "When you should be afraid You are bold, and when you shouldn't be afraid, you are quicker than anyone else. Why did I behave differently today? You can make people angry, and you blame me for being scary."

Xue Qinglan said confidently: "I'm just a little anxious. I'm just anxious to see you... Forget it, what are you going to do with these things? I'm very sleepy. Please give me a little sleep first."

He turned his head to cover his mouth and yawned a little, leaning on Wen Heng's shoulder with a sleepy face, like a cat picked up from the heavy rain, it looks pitiful when it's wet, and it will become fluffy after drying and warming The lazy archetype.No matter whether he is real or pretending, this ancestor's sleep is so precious, now that the night is dark, and he has been on the road all day, it is really not suitable to ask him some unpleasant old things.

"I don't know when there was such a trend in the Jianghu. It doesn't matter if you have enough to eat and drink, and you dare to say that you want to sleep with me. Are you people from the Hanging Star Sect so overbearing?" Wen Heng stood up from the bed, He held Xue Qinglan's legs and picked him up, and walked out the door.Xue Qinglan suddenly lost weight, hurriedly grabbed Wen Heng, and said vigilantly: "What? If you don't sleep, then say you don't sleep, and throw me out if there is no reason."

Wen Heng pushed his head down with one hand, and sneered: "It can be seen that you are a guilty conscience, who wants to throw you away? This is a study room, not a bedroom, and you can't stretch your legs when you lie on the couch. Young master body, will you be willing to sleep on it for one night?"

Xue Qinglan was held in his arms like a child, closed the study door for Wen Heng, walked through the dark and damp corridor, walked to the bedroom beside him, and whispered in the sound of the rain: "I don't know who is the young master... ..."

Wen Heng: "What are you muttering about?"

Xue Qinglan immediately changed his words and said: "You are beautiful and kind-hearted. You are worthy of being a pillar of the martial arts and a model of righteousness. You should be the head of the Chunjun Sect."

Wen Heng didn't buy it, and said casually: "What's so good about being the head of the Chunjun Sect, I have endless worries every day, I worry that you are not enough?"

The dark night wind blew the ends of the two people's hair, and the tiny water droplets mistly fell on the temples. In the quiet and cool, he clearly felt the sudden and fiery heartbeat in his chest because of this sentence. ——

again and again.

Wen Heng lifted him up, turned around the corridor calmly, heard Xue Qinglan's silence for a long time, then hugged his neck with great affection, and replied softly: "Enough."

Wen Heng smiled silently.

After finally coming to Wen Heng's side, the tight string in Xue Qinglan's heart suddenly loosened, and the long-standing fatigue immediately swept over. He slept for nearly a whole day, and it was not until dusk that he woke up from a deep dream. Zhong Kankan woke up.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the setting sun slanting in through the roof of the tent, and the whole room was silent, as quiet as a huge amber frozen in time.

He was deep in the warm and soft quilt, and there was a faint sourness in the bones, but it was not the coldness that he had been familiar with all these years. The quilt pillow beside him was empty, and it was emitting warmth continuously.

This sleep was really comfortable. Xue Qinglan rolled on the spacious bed wrapped in a quilt, and was bumped into by Wen Heng who pushed the door in. The ice melted and the snow melted, and there was a smile like ripples in spring water.

The voice that just woke up was a little hoarse, and even the tone was lazy: "Where did you go?"

Wen Heng walked over quickly and sat down by the bed, and with his outstretched hand, he pulled Xue Qinglan up from the bed, and let him fall in his arms like a boneless: "It's so unfortunate, I just I went out to urge dinner, and you woke up without seeing it at a glance. Finally slept well this time?"

Xue Qinglan groaned and said: "It's not only good, it's too good, my bones are going to be soft from sleep."

"After sleeping for ten hours, soft bones are considered light. Are you dizzy?" Wen Heng took the robe beside the bed and put it on him, "If you don't wake up, I'm going to pour cold water on your bed. I'm going to sleep stupidly, get out of bed, wake up and take a nap, dinner will be ready soon."

From the capital city to Mingzhou and then to Zhanchuan City, the journey was more than a thousand miles. Xue Qinglan ran around day and night and killed a horse without saying a word; Like a canary that has been raised to fly not too far, even the few steps from the bed to the door are rubbed against Wen Heng's body.After getting out of the room, Xue Qinglan finally remembered the matter of "face", and refused to let others see the intimacy between him and Wen Heng, flicking the hem of his clothes, standing in front of the wind, Shi Shiran refused to be seen thousands of miles away Fan Yang, who had just entered the courtyard, was so lonely and majestic that he didn't dare to speak loudly, so he stepped forward cautiously and said, "Mr. Xue is good."

Xue Qinglan glanced nonchalantly at Wen Heng, who lowered his head and suppressed a smile, nodded and said indifferently: "Hello, Mr. Fan."

Wen Heng took a step forward, and said kindly: "Fan Yang heard that you came back, and he specially wanted to come over to have dinner together. It must be the last time we drank together and learned about your drinking capacity, so this time I still want to get drunk with you. "

Before the words were finished, murderous aura suddenly arose, and the two of them glared at him in unison.

Fan Yang was simply frightened by Wen Heng's words at the inn in the capital, and when he heard that Xue Qinglan was coming, he rushed over in a hurry, for fear that if he missed him, his son would go to the end of the world for love.Xue Qinglan, on the other hand, was caught in the old story of "drunk cats jumping butterflies" by him, and became angry from embarrassment, wishing to find a crack in the ground on the spot.

Wen Heng didn't realize it, folded his arms and smiled, "Why, am I wrong?"

When Fan Yang caught his gaze, he suddenly became excited, and quickly pulled out a forced dry smile, and smoothed things up: "...Exactly, I was lucky enough to see Mr. Xue's greatness in the Jin Yu Yu Shang building that day, and I admire him."

Xue Qinglan gritted her back molars, endured the humiliation and said: "How dare you, Mr. Fan praises you absurdly."

Wen Heng patted each of the shoulders of the two with satisfaction, and praised: "One family does not talk about two families, so that's good. Tonight is to clean up the dust for Qing Lan. A thousand cups of wine is too small for a bosom friend. The two of you With such speculation, we should drink a few more glasses."

Fan Yang: "..."

While Fan Yang was walking forward in a daze, Xue Qinglan dragged Wen Heng a step behind, and said in a low voice, "Brother Heng, did I offend President Fan in any way?"

Wen Heng turned to look at him, and smiled in surprise, "Why do you ask that?"

Xue Qinglan whispered: "You encouraged us to drink, didn't you want to take the opportunity to ease my relationship with him? Could it be that Mr. Fan thinks that I am from the Demon Sect and shouldn't associate with you?"

Wen Heng looked at his dignified side face, and the bad water in his stomach suddenly softened into a ball of cotton wool. He was silent for a long time, and Fang softly said: "After sleeping for so long, I didn't feel sleepy." He tapped Xue Qinglan's forehead with his fingers: "But haven't you thought about another possibility, what if I deliberately tease you?"

Xue Qinglan looked at him blankly: "Huh?"

He could immediately comprehend the subtle twists and turns of the human heart's calculations, but Wen Heng's question made him look ignorant and naive like a child. It was obvious that he regarded Wen Heng as the most trustworthy person from the bottom of his heart. He never imagined that Wen Heng would do anything unfavorable to him, not even a joke-like defense.

"I'm afraid of you, ancestor, blame me for shooting myself in the foot." Wen Heng squeezed Xue Qinglan's chin.Turning his face to the other side, so that he wouldn't stare at her again, she couldn't help but gritted her teeth and said with a smile, "Because of your words, I have to get drunk with the two of you tonight."

The author has something to say: there is still a chapter to write