Leaves fall without flowers [Legend of Chu Liuxiang]

It took two or three hours for Wuhua and Nangong Ling to enter, and the members of the Beggar Clan were not idlers, they were waiting to go to work, but in the end, Ye Chen was the only one left.So he looked at the trees and smelled the flowers in the courtyard with his hands behind his back. He was usually full of homework, which was considered leisure for him.

"Little Master..."

Ye Chen heard a soft voice sounding behind him, and looked back, she seemed to be the woman who had received Nangong Ling and Wuhua into Ren Ci's room before. Her face was covered with a black veil, and even her eyes were covered by a long, falling headdress. Looking at it, it can only be seen that the figure is very good.

"Amitabha...what's your business, benefactor?" Ye Chen hurriedly put his palms together.

The woman looked back at Ren Ci's yard, and said in a strange tone: "Little master, tell me, is that snow lotus pill useful?"

How do I know this!

Ye Chen was baffled, Wuhua was still inside, shouldn't he ask Wuhua about this, he doesn't know anything about medicine.

Could it be that it was another one who wanted him to speak about the future?

Ye Chen tried hard to think but couldn't think of it, so he had to honestly say: "I don't know, I hope so."

"Mother, what are you doing?"

Nangong Ling stood behind the woman with a gloomy expression.

I'm going, mother?

Although this woman was covered with a black veil, she had a superb figure and her voice was even softer and sweeter. No one could have imagined that she was actually the mother of a young man like Nangong Ling.Oh, wait, Nangong Ling's surname is Nangong, and he is an adopted son, so this is just an adoptive mother, but this attitude is also very intriguing. Don't everyone say that Nangong Ling is a dutiful son?

"So it's Mrs. Ren..." Ye Chen saluted again, "Haha, Mrs. Ren is only worried about Chief Ren, I'm comforting her."

"Is that so?" Nangong Ling glanced at Mrs. Ren, "Father has taken Xuelian Pills and is resting. I'll invite Junior Brother Wuyin to go to the guest room. I'm tired from the journey, and I'll rest for a few days before going back."

"Ah, okay, where's my brother?" Ye Chen asked.

"Senior Brother Wuhua has already left, you are in the adjacent wing." Nangong Ling stretched out his hand, "Please."

Mrs. Ren gave them a worried look, and watched them leave the yard without saying anything.

Ye Chen couldn't help but turned his head and said to Mrs. Ren, "Madam Ren, don't worry, auspicious people have their own destiny."

Mrs. Ren lowered her head, not knowing what expression she had.

Nangong Ling sent Ye Chen to Wuhua's room, and told him, "Junior brother's room is on the right, and I have to serve my father, so I'm leaving first."

"Young Master, please." Ye Chen smiled slightly, watching him leave.

Wuhua was sitting in the room wiping her hands, seeing him come back, she let go of the towel slowly, "Who did you meet in the yard?"

"Hey, how do you know..." Ye Chen said, thinking that Nangong Ling turned his back to him when he came in, maybe he was winking at Wu Hua, so he curled his lips and said, "Madam Ren."

"What did Mrs. Ren tell you?" Wu Hua didn't look surprised at all.

"Ask me if Xuelian Pill will work, how do I know, I can only say, I hope it will work, why doesn't he ask you." Ye Chen said casually.

"Mrs. Ren really wanted to ask me, but she didn't want to disturb me, so I went to ask you. You answered very well." Wu Hua smiled slightly.

"...Ah?" Ye Chen felt something was wrong, he hesitated and said, "Is there something strange about Chief Ren's illness?" Thinking of Nangong Ling's attitude, he immediately imagined Mrs. Ren murdering her husband and so on. Drama...

"Naturally, it's strange," Wu Hua said calmly, "Senior Ren's martial arts is world-class, and he suddenly got such a strange disease, it's not strange, what else is strange."

"That's right, that's strange," Ye Chen murmured, "Brother, tell me...why is Mrs. Ren covering her face?"

Wu Hua: "This is Mrs. Ren's private matter, I don't care about it, it's just the flesh and blood."

Yes, you are beautiful, I must say so...

Ye Chen thought for a moment, "Anyone who covers his face is either extremely beautiful or extremely ugly."

"Then which kind do you think Mrs. Ren is?" Wu Hua glanced at him.

"I don't know, maybe I have both." Ye Chen said lazily and walked away.

Ye Chen was originally surprised that Mrs. Ren didn't look for Wuhua to look for him, but it turned out afterwards that maybe Mrs. Ren was really just not easy to disturb at that time. He witnessed Mrs. Ren came to find Wuhua again alone, and Wuhua took her away. After taking out a few words, she left.Ye Chen was taking a nap, listening to that tone in a daze, as if comforting.

Then, not long after, Ye Chen heard the sound of the door being pushed open again, and Nangong Ling's voice sounded angrily, "Senior brother, is she here to look for you?"

"Keep your voice down, Wuyin is sleeping." Wuhua taught him.

"Ah?" Nangong Ling paused for a moment, closed the door gently with his backhand, and lowered his voice as expected, "Why is the little monk sleeping in your room? Brother, you two will sleep together in Shaolin Temple, right?"

"Of course not. Wuyin doesn't have the habit of taking a nap. He just lay down and chatted. He just fell asleep. The journey was too exhausting."

"What are you talking about lying down?"

"What else can monks talk about? Buddhist scriptures."

"..." Nangong Ling groaned and walked over to the bed.

Ye Chen was originally in a daze, but after hearing the words of Nangong Ling and Wu Hua, he became sober.But when he noticed Nangong Ling approaching, he kept breathing long and pretended to be sleeping.Since he realized that something was wrong, he took this opportunity to eavesdrop on whether there was any information.

Nangong Ling stood by the bed, but she didn't move her hands and feet as Ye Chen imagined—Ye Chen always felt that Nangong Ling acted like she worshiped and admired Wuhua in private, and she was even more stupid than those stupid fans of Shaolin Temple. Not pinch him jealously or anything.But looking at it this way, fortunately, Nangong Ling is still very rational.

"How credible is he?" Nangong Ling stood by the bed, staring at Ye Chen's face for a while, and asked in a low voice, "I saw him talking to Qiu Lingsu today."

"It's nothing, Qiu Lingsu's wishful thinking, he told me about it," Ye Chen heard Wuhua's answer: "He is trustworthy, but there are some things that we can't let him know, do you understand?"

"I know." Nangong Ling replied.

Nangong Ling turned around and simply sat on the edge of the bed, "You take this."

Ye Chen couldn't see it with his eyes closed, he could only vaguely hear the rubbing sound of the cloth, probably Nangong Ling took out something.

"I'm inconvenient." Wuhua said.

Nangong Ling raised her hand and threw the thing over, "Just be careful, change the packaging, who knows what it is."

"Yeah." Wu Hua looked a little helpless.

Wow!What is it!

Don't say that Ye Chen thought obscenely, but the first thing he thought of was erotic pictures again.What about changing the packaging? Isn’t it just like the way everyone used to disguise their schoolbags as textbooks when they were students?

If it wasn't for erotic pictures, how could it be inconvenient in Shaolin Temple...

Ye Chen thought wildly for a while, and then felt that he was thinking too much. How could a good monk like Wuhua like to watch erotic pictures? He was really sleepy, maybe it was something else.It's time for my thoughts to be purer, what kind of mentality is it to always think about erotic pictures...

Ye Chen was too entangled in this, and squinted for a while before waking up leisurely.

When he got up, Nangong Ling and Wu Hua were playing chess, he stretched his waist, "Sorry, I took the bed of senior brother..."

"No problem, did you sleep well?" Wu Hua asked.

"that's great."

"That's good, we will set off for the mountain tomorrow."

"Eh?" Ye Chen was stunned, "I'm going back tomorrow, didn't I mean to rest for a few more days?"

"Junior Brother Wuxiang has just ascended to the first seat. Whether we are seniors or Shaolin disciples, shouldn't we go back to congratulate as soon as possible?" Wuhua dropped a son, with a calm expression, "Therefore, I have no time to accept the hospitality of Young Master Nangong."

Nangong Ling didn't take it seriously, but still said: "There will be a chance in the future. It is a big deal for Shaolin to be the first."

"Oh..." Ye Chen frowned and replied, is Senior Brother Wu Hua really so generous?