honey with flowers

[smile]

When Ye Gucheng saw Ximen Chuuxue again, it was a fairly clear afternoon. Ximen Chuuxue held a long sword in his hand and was sitting at the stone table in his western suburbs courtyard, sipping tea, with a cold expression. At the same time, especially with a bit of killing intent, Ye Gucheng just stood on the wall of the other courtyard, and then jumped down lightly when the other party looked over, and said calmly: "Do you know medical skills?"

Ximen Chuuxue had put down his teacup expressionlessly.

He didn't have to ask Baiyun City Lord why he knew he was here, and he wasn't going to ask—even if there was still a day before the decisive battle between the two, he still wouldn't be surprised by Ye Gucheng's sudden appearance, he just coldly Nodding: "Fair."

Ye Gucheng's heart is slightly loose, he and Ximen Chuuxue are both top swordsmen in the world, and naturally they are both extremely proud people, so even though Ximen Chuuxue only said "OK", Ye Gucheng already knew that Ximen Chuuxue's The medical skill is definitely not bad, in terms of level, at least it is much better than the average miracle doctor.

Maybe... it is exactly as Huamanlou said in the letter, after all Lu Xiaofeng is Ximen Chuuxue's friend, so what he said must have great credibility.

"It is said that there are many medical books in Wanmei Mountain Villa. Does the owner have a way to cure the palace cold of pregnant people?" Ye Gucheng stood quietly on the spot, looking at him for a moment, as if he was afraid that he would hesitate or deny it. .

Pregnant people?

Palace cold?

Ximen Chuuxue raised his eyes slightly - Ye Gucheng was not a nosy person, he already knew it.But looking at the other party's expression now, it seems that there is a bit of worry faintly, as if the person he said is really close to him.Ximen Chuuxue thought about it seriously, but his eyes couldn't help squinting slightly—Ye Gucheng didn't have a wife, but he had a younger sister.

And Ye Gucheng's younger sister, the little girl in white who made him willingly owe favors, had married Huamanlou as early as a month ago.

'Miss Long...she is pregnant. Thinking of it in his mind, Ximen Chuuxue was stunned, as if he felt a little strange, but in Ye Gucheng's eyes, his expression was really dazed and weird.Ximen Chuuxue hung the long sword on his waist, stroked his robe and stood up, looked at Ye Gucheng and said coldly: "The disease of palace cold can also be divided into congenital and acquired, if it is congenital, it is impossible to conceive , if it's just an acquired condition...it would be easier to cure, but it just needs a good recipe."

He paused, and said slightly doubtful: "She lives in Baihualou? ——I haven't repaid the favor I owed to her, so I'll go with you, so I can diagnose what prescription to use."

Ximen Chuuxue could guess Xiaolongnv, Ye Gucheng didn't find it strange, he has such a temperament that he is willing to care about only his closest relatives, if it is someone who has nothing to do with him, why would he invite Ximen Chuuxue to go and treat him with great fanfare? It's just that the other party's response made him slightly surprised and relieved - the chill on his face subsided a lot, he cupped his hands, and said in a deep voice, "Thank you."

The two stood facing each other, both dressed in white with black hair and long swords in a black scabbard, apart from their slightly different auras, they were indeed very similar, even Ximen Chuuxue felt that the one who could be friends with him was the prodigal son Lu Xiaofeng, and he was worthless. The one who calls himself a confidant is the person in front of him.

The battle on August [-]th is probably not going to happen.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were a little dim, but he didn't feel disappointed - relatives were important, and he had to act urgently. After all, the decisive battle was delayed this time, but there was still another chance.

Dozens of horses passed by the official road suddenly, the hooves of the horses slammed loudly, and the group of horses and horses disappeared in just a moment, leaving only a few silhouettes standing tall and straight.

……

August [-]th, the night of the full moon.

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that the decisive battle between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng will be on Zijin Mountain tonight. The three peaks of Zijin Mountain are connected like a giant dragon, "Zhongshan is a dragon, and Shicheng is a tiger", and the main peak is even taller and majestic.

It's just a little cold.

The dead leaves rustle and roll up, the night is as cool as water, and the moonlight condenses.

"I seem to smell the sword energy..." Young Master Ma walked on the mountain road, smelled it with his nose all the way, and let out a feeling of feeling like a master after a while.

"Master, what does this sword smell like?" The gray-clothed boy next to him also sniffed, only to feel that the colder the air was, the more he got to the top of the mountain. He looked at his nose and wondered why he didn't smell the sword. gas.

Young Master Ma pretended to be profound and shook his head, and sighed with his hands behind his back, "This kind of thing can only be felt, but it can't be explained in words—the two most powerful swordsmen in the world are on the top of Zijin Mountain, and they are faintly scurrying in mid-air." The sword energy has already convinced me, Ah San, your knowledge is still a little shallow."

In order to watch the decisive battle, Young Master Ma was very excited to climb up the mountain. Of course, there are many people around him who are rushing up the mountain like him. There are people who walk slowly with a hunched back, but a step is a few feet away.

Various forms of climbing methods are extremely magical.

Many people gathered on the top of Zijin Mountain. Just as the son of the Southern Prince said, when a swordsman hears the decisive battle between the two most famous swordsmen in the world, he can't help but want to take a look.

There is no one in the center of the mountain.

The onlookers naturally besieged the city in a huge circle, waiting quietly, everyone felt that perhaps in the next moment, Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng would come, everyone was looking forward to, looking forward to.... Narrowed down so sleepy—it was like this until dawn.

Until dawn...the two swordsmen didn't even see their backs, let alone real people!

This is being tricked - the moment the rising sun appeared on the plane of Zijin Mountain, everyone finally realized this, and there was an uproar on the top of the mountain.

On a bare tree not far away, a figure wrapped in mist stood stiffly on the top of the tree, with a slightly subtle expression on his face. It turned out that it was not only the love in the world who was tricked by Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng. The young heroes and warriors of the sword—and Yu Luocha, the leader of the Ximen Demon Cult.

Yu Luocha smiled softly, and never felt annoyed—since neither of them had ever reached the Zijin Mountain, I'm afraid this decisive battle would be void—if it wasn't for the sword fight with Ye Gucheng, as for other times, he would also have faced Ximen Chuuxue. Not too worried.

The fog over the treetops became much thinner, and the figure disappeared in the next moment.

On the towering rock opposite, a handsome man in white was lying sideways on the smooth stone surface. He was playing with a long dark green whip in his hand. While flashing a meaningful smile, he said leisurely: "You said, where did Master Ximen and City Master Ye not come to Zijin Mountain for a decisive battle, but where did they go together?"

The scar-faced man standing behind him like a marble pillar said in a low voice: "Reporting to Master, news just came from the foot of the mountain. It is said that these two people arrived in the south of the Yangtze River on horseback today."

"The two swordsmen went to the south of the Yangtze River together regardless of the appointment... What are you going to do?" The rosy nails tapped her chin lightly, and an inexplicable interest flashed in her eyes thoughtfully: "Interesting..."

The dark green long whip slammed on the stone as hard as itching, and the man with the scarred face trembled, not daring to look up.

……

There are more soft cashmere cushions in the Baihualou, and the corners are wrapped with several layers of fabric. Compared with the small and cold buildings before, the Baihualou now has a more homely feel.

When Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng walked into Baihualou, Huamanlou was sitting on a padded wicker chair, taking a lunch break with his wife who accidentally fell asleep, with a gentler smile on his lips than ever— —The doctor said that lethargy is a normal reaction of pregnancy. In the future, there may be discomfort reactions such as anorexia, morning sickness, etc. If you want to give birth to a child, you have to be pregnant for ten months. Women are always very hard.

He felt distressed and guilty, and he could only take care of it carefully in the past.

Ye Gucheng snorted coldly, looked at his younger sister's face carefully, and after a while he was willing to look at Huamanlou - but he couldn't help being surprised at this look, no matter how gentlemanly he was, he couldn't hide Huamanlou's face. There was a look of fatigue and worry on his face. The pregnant wife was told that she was in great danger. I am afraid that no matter how calm Huamanlou's heart is, she would be worried every day and would not relax.

Ye Gucheng sighed slightly, and his dissatisfaction with Huamanlou has eased a lot. The two were only newly married a month ago, and I am afraid that they did not expect to have a child so soon—it can only be said that the child came at a bad time .

His eyes paused for a moment on his sister's lower abdomen, and there was a little worry in his eyes.

"how?"

Ximen Chuuxue withdrew the hand that took the pulse, and frowned slightly on his expressionless face: "Although the cold air in her body is not congenital, it has infiltrated from urine, which is nothing - but the cold air affects the body and at the same time it has been practiced." The cold internal force has harmed me..." He paused, "Originally, the first few months required more careful recuperation—it's just that the fetus in her womb is only one month old, so it's impossible to prescribe medicines, just You can use a diet with some weak medicinal herbs."

"Looks like the favor from last time - this is going to be repaid." Ximen Chuixue's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at Hua Manlou who was froze and kept silent for fear of shocking his wife, who was full of worry.

——At first, I thought he was a young man who valued elegance, but now he seems to be a man who loves his wife dearly.Such a person, it's no wonder that Lu Xiaofeng often laments that he is indeed a gentleman.

Ye Gucheng frowned, and said in disbelief, "Are you willing to stay?"

Ximen Chuuxue suddenly smiled, noncommittal.

The author has something to say:——

There are too many people in white clothes... I can hardly describe the characteristics when I write 233333

This white-clothed man with a long whip should be very obvious~~ [If you really write it away, don't make a fuss...]