Shanhe Wanli'an

When the black blood from the wound on Xie Xian's wrist became slightly brighter, Ji Min gave another injection, and the blood from the wound on Xie Xian's wrist gradually stopped.

Ji Min took out another small porcelain bottle and poured the light yellow powder in the bottle on Xie Xian's wound. The powder covered the wound completely. Then Ji Min took a piece of clean sackcloth to bind up the wound, and then put Xie Xian's hand on the wound. back to him.

Ji Min used the towel prepared by Mo Fei, wet it with hot water, wrung it dry, and wiped Xie Xian's sweat continuously.

Xie Xian's pale face turned rosy.

The three people watching from the side were surprised, especially Mo Fei and Xiao Hua. They hadn't seen Xie Xian's ruddy complexion for a long time, and since his triumphant return, they have been taking medicine to nourish their bodies in the mansion, and they have always looked like a It looks sick and crooked, and it can fall down when the wind blows.

Mo Fei was still a little worried, he said to Ji Min: "National Teacher, how is Lord Hou?"

"It's nothing serious, I won't be able to wake up for a while." Ji Min continued to wipe the sweat from Xie Xian's forehead, and he raised his eyes to look at Mo Fei, "Please go back home and let Steward Shen arrange a bedroom for me. His physical condition is worse than I predicted."

Mo Fei nodded again and again: "Okay, Lord Hou will be very happy if you live in the mansion." As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and strode out of the room.

Gu Xingjian stood by the bed and looked at Xie Xian who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, eyes full of guilt, he stretched out his hand to Ji Min, and said, "I'll take care of him."

Ji Min wiped Xie Xian's sweaty hands with a handkerchief, gloominess entered his eyes, and said coldly: "Don't dare to bother the sixth prince, Xie Xian is not lucky enough to take care of you, please go back."

Gu Xingjian's face darkened: "What right do you have to make decisions for him!"

Ji Min ignored him, and continued to wipe Xie Xian's sweat on his own.

Xiao Hua, who was sitting in a wheelchair at the side, laughed, "Sixth Prince, please go back. How did the Marquis become what he is today? Have you forgotten? Your contribution to this is not small."

"You!" Gu Xingjian was extremely angry, and his hands hanging beside him were tightly clenched into fists.

"Hurry up, don't you know if Master Hou wakes up and wants to see you?" Xiaohua propped her chin, with a smile on her face but her eyes were cold, he rolled his eyes: "If you really like it so much Here, just go out and have fun, feel the girls and young ladies of Qingfeng Tower, don't stay in my room, my guest is Master Hou, not your sixth prince."

Gu Xingjian's face flushed red with anger, his clenched fists couldn't stop shaking, how could he be so insulting as the sixth prince of Qi!

Gu Xingjian flung his sleeves and left angrily. He had a gloomy face all the way, and those girls and boys who were greedy for his appearance were stopped by his aura of avoiding others and avoided them.

Gu Xingjian stepped out of Qingfeng Building, turned into an alley and disappeared.

After Gu Xingjian left, Xiaohua's room returned to peace, Xiaohua drank tea quietly, watching Ji Mi taking care of Xie Xian meticulously.

After a long while, the voice of Ji Min, who was freezing to death, was heard in the room.

"It was Yi Siwang who went to southern Xinjiang to buy blood gu."

"Marquis of Guannei?" Xiaohua frowned, and he put down his teacup abruptly: "I didn't find out, how did the national teacher know?"

"The poor monk has God's help, I happened to see it." Ji Min said lightly, "But the Gu mother is no longer in his hands."

Xiaohua lowered her voice: "Then why didn't the national teacher say this earlier?"

"Because it's useless to say it earlier."

"Since it's useless, why did the national teacher say it now?

Ji Min's extremely beautiful fingers wandered around Xie Xian's brows and eyes, tracing Xie Xian's face: "Because he can now support the burden of Zhen Guohou and Xuan Ce's army."

"The Marquis of Guannei was just a small school lieutenant back then, who bought Miao Jiang's blood gu with a lot of money?" Xiao Hua sneered, "He doesn't have that kind of wealth, someone behind him must have ordered him to do so!"

Ji Min turned to look at him: "You can look up the important figures related to him, but the poor monk's suggestion is to pay more attention to the one sitting on the dragon chair."

"You really have a good understanding, you all guessed together." Xiao Hua joked.

His phrase "the heart has a consonance" is very useful, but Ji Min still said: "You can guess it if you use your brain."

Xiaohua: "...you are a monk."

"Monks don't lie, the poor monk is telling the truth." Ji Min was silent for a while after finishing speaking, "If you find anything, please inform the poor monk first."

"Okay, okay." Xiaohua said angrily.

About an hour later, Mo Fei entered the house in a hurry.

"National teacher, I am arbitrarily arguing to go to your mansion, and have your clothes packed up and sent to the Hou mansion. When Hou Ye wakes up, you can go back to the Hou mansion directly with him." Mo Fei laughed. , "Also, that little apprentice of yours has also settled down in the Hou Mansion, and now Miss Yu and he get along quite well."

For a moment, Ji Min didn't know what to say: "...Thank you."

"National teacher is polite, you may still be my master in the future." Mo Fei waved his hand, and then became a little sentimental, "I will entrust you to you, Master Hou, you must treat Master Hou well, Master Hou is a hard-working man, God has tortured him these years, and tortured him so badly."

"We see it in our eyes and hurt in our hearts. No matter what we do, we can't fully understand Lord Hou's intentions, so after all, we still hope that Lord Hou will have a close person by his side in the future, so that he won't be too lonely."

Ji Min nodded seriously: "Okay."

"..." Xiaohua couldn't help frowning when she heard what they said. It sounded so strange to hear these words, and felt that Xie Xian was sold out in just a few words between the two of them?

After waiting for about half a stick of incense, Ji Min began to remove the needles on Xie Xian's body one by one.

Xie Xian who was lying on the bed frowned, he slowly opened his eyes, it was still dark, but this time the poisonous hair was not as uncomfortable as before.

He struggled to get up, but was pushed back by a hand on his shoulder.

Xie Xian smelled the benzoin that filled his nose, and wondered in his heart: "Jimi?"

Ji Min let out an "um", but Xie Xian didn't respond at all.

Xiaohua raised her eyebrows: "He can't hear again. I have a wooden sign here. I can write down what you want to tell him on it. He will know it when he touches it."

Ji Min refused: "No need."

Xiaohua was puzzled: "How can you communicate with him? He doesn't want people to touch him."

Xie Xian, who was forced to lie on the bed, shook his head. He couldn't hear any sound now, but he felt a lot of things stuck in his head, and he could still feel those things shaking.

"Ji Min, I can't hear you now, you can write on my hand." Xie Xian said lightly, he was very familiar with darkness and silence.

Ji Min wrote the word "good" on Xie Xian's palm, and then looked at Xiao Hua, with a little complacency in his cold eyes.

"..." Xiao Hua rolled his eyes, "Okay, okay, we are different." After he finished speaking, he controlled the wheelchair and turned around, poured himself a cup of tea, and continued to taste his own West Lake Longjing.

"Ji Min, what did you do to me?" Xie Xian didn't like those things on his head very much.

Xie Xian felt the chill on his chest, so he reached out his hand to cover it, but he touched a needle.

"???" Xie Xian was shocked, "Jimin, you tied me into a sieve?!"

Ji Min: "..."

Mo Fei took out his needle and wooden board, quickly carved a few times with the needle, and stuffed the wooden board into Xie Xian's hand.

"It turns out that you are treating me." Xie Xian touched it, and he showed a perplexed expression, "But... you prick it like this, won't I leak in the future? There are holes all over my body..."

Ji Min sighed softly: "..."

Mo Fei snatched back the board, carved it a few times, and stuffed it back into Xie Xian's hand.

—My lord, you are also a well-known talent in the capital, can you stop acting so vulgar and ignorant?

"I'm very talented, I admit it." Xie Xian said lightly, and then roared, "But I've never been caught in a sieve! This is the first time, can't you let me be vulgar and ignorant?!"

Mo Fei: "..." Okay, your voice is loud and you have the final say.

Then he simply turned around and went to Pin Longjing with Xiaohua.

Xie Xian opened his big eyes and murmured: "Ji Min, why are you here?"

While taking the needle for him, Ji Min wrote strokes in the palm of his hand.

—I heard that Master Zhenguo was going to the kiln to find a young and beautiful young man with black and beautiful hair, and he lost his temper.

"That's Mo Fei! Don't frame me!" Xie Xian slammed the bed.

Mo Feisheng had nothing to love: "..."

In all conscience, who the hell has been clamoring to come to Qingfeng Tower!

Hearing Xie Xian slap the bed board, Xiao Hua, who was sitting in the wheelchair, trembled three times, unable to bear it any longer, he turned around and yelled at Xie Xian.

? "Damn Xie Xian, please be gentle with me! My bed is made of purple gold sandalwood! It's worth thousands of gold!"

"I'll pay you if it's broken!" Xie Xian yelled, and he was stunned after the yelling, and then smiled, "I can hear you now! I can hear your voice now!"

Afterwards, he muttered: "But you have to be as loud as Xiao Hua."

The corner of Ji Min's mouth curled slightly, and he leaned over to Xie Xian's ear, Gao Ling's cold voice carried Chuchun's smile: "Now, can you hear me?"

Xie Xian was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "I heard it."

……

Xie Xian didn't feel so uncomfortable, and his ears could hear a little bit more clearly, so he yelled to go back to his residence. He didn't want to spread the news of Ji Min's entry into Qingfeng Tower all over the capital, so as not to damage his reputation.

He also specially asked Mo Fei to lead the carriage to the back door where there were few people.

Mo Fei was speechless: "You are the one who ruined the reputation of the national teacher the most!"

"Shut up!" Xie Xian slandered, it's really a pot that can't be opened.

Afterwards, the carriage went all the way back to Zhen Guohou's Mansion, they will get out of the carriage, and the old butler who had been waiting at the door for a long time greeted him.

Seeing Jimin is closer than seeing his own sick Lord Hou.

"Oh, the national teacher, you are here. At your request, the room has been packed for you. In order for you to better diagnose and treat Lord Hou, you will temporarily live in Lord Hou's room. You don't mind, do you?" ?”

Xie Xian: "???"

Ji Min: "..."

With a difficult smile, Xie Xian asked: "Uncle Shen, he sleeps in my room, where should I sleep? You have the heart to let me, a sick person, sleep on the floor?"

"Your bedroom is spacious, so the old slave asked someone to add an extra bed in." The old butler said righteously, "Of course, if the national teacher wants to sleep in the bed of the Marquis, the old slave will immediately vacate the things of the Marquis without saying anything."

Xie Xian: "..." I thank you for your thoughtfulness.

The old butler's expression changed too quickly, and immediately changed to an expression of "I understand everything".

"Of course you really want to sleep in a bed, it's not impossible, the old slave and the servants have the right to pretend that they can't see it."

Xie Xian: "???"

Ji Min: "..."

The author has something to say:

The old butler wiped away his tears: "In order to save Lord Hou's life, I have sacrificed too much, even the incense in Zhen Guohou's mansion has been cut off..."

Xie Xian: "..."

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