Little husband, he is sweet and fierce

As soon as Haishi passed, Luo Chi came in to report back.

Xie Canyu was sitting behind the table, flipping through ancient books of ghosts and monsters, with a cup of cold strong tea by his hand.

"Young master, they have already left."

"Yeah." Xie Canyu turned a page, "Go back to sleep early, and go out with me tomorrow morning."

Luo Chi glanced behind the screen, "It's late at night, my lord..."

"Leave after reading this book." Xie Canyu didn't express anything because of his abnormal behavior. Luo Chi hesitated and said, "Young master seems to be particularly... concerned about this little brother," he followed Xie Canyu For many years, he has been inseparable almost every step, and he never remembers that his young master knew such a poor and pitiful young man.

Xie Canyu remained silent, and turned another page of the book, "In the book, there is a fox worshiping the moon to transform people, saying that these monsters are good at changing, tricking people into disguising, and deceiving people's minds. Non-warlocks can't tell them apart. Do you believe these ghosts?" What do you say?"

Luo Chi didn't understand what his young master meant, so he scratched his head, "Your speech is strange and distracting. Most of these strange stories are deliberately fabricated by the writer, so they should be false."

Xie Canyu smiled, "But according to my opinion, this ghost is not fabricated out of thin air. You say that there are all kinds of people in this world, whether it is the Xie Mansion in the past, or the Shihua Pavilion today, and even the people who walk around the streets. Which one is the real 'human', everyone seeks profit, and that monster sucks human blood, all for their own benefit..."

Speaking of this, he shook his head, "I don't know where I feel uncomfortable, thinking about this late at night..."

Luo Chi always felt that the young master tonight was particularly incomprehensible, uh, it seemed that he had never really understood him before.

After Luo Chi left, Xie Canyu put down the book in his hand, and he summoned the maid in the side courtyard, "Wake up tonight, and bring two smoker cages."

"Yes." The maid hurried to make arrangements.

Xie Canyu walked around the screen and walked to the side of the couch. He looked at Yu Sheng who was still asleep, and his troubled heart seemed to calm down suddenly.

Early the next morning, Wen Yan casually put on a coat, opened the door with his shoes, and took a deep breath.

The passing maid gave Wen Yan a strange look.

Wen Yan didn't care, and called the person to stop, "What is it?"

The maid bowed slightly, and replied to Wen Yan, "It's medicinal porridge, the young master specially asked the servants to give it to the young master."

Wen Yan waved his hand, "Go, go, wait carefully, don't treat people slowly." There was something in his words, regardless of whether the other party understood or not, he went back to the house and asked someone to wait for him to wash up.

Xie Mansion Corridor is back, and there is a crabapple tree outside the side yard. The snow that fell two days ago has not completely melted, and the branches are wrapped in crystal ice beads. It can be regarded as a beautiful winter scene from a distance.

The sky was fine today, the birds outside the window were busy looking for food, chirping and chattering, Yu Sheng's eyelashes trembled, his eyes were sore and uncomfortable, he opened them slowly after he got used to the light in the room.

"Are you awake?" There was a person sitting beside the couch, and Yu Sheng squinted his eyes to barely see that it was Mr. Wen who rescued him in Shihua Pavilion that day.

"Wen..." Yu Sheng's voice was hoarse, and his slight movement touched the wound on his body, causing him to hiss in pain.

"Hey, don't move around. You have welts all over your body. Last night, Xie Juanzhi used up a bottle full of ointment for me. Your wounds won't heal in ten days and a half." Wen Wen Yan sighed and beckoned the maid to come in. At that time, Yu Sheng was still awake, and the medicinal porridge was hot and hot, and now it was so thick that it couldn't see its original appearance.

Watching the two maids carefully help Yu Sheng up a little bit, Wen Yan was not surprised to see that he was uncomfortable all over, said hoarsely that he could get up, and refused their help with a little panic.

"If you don't want to bother them because the wound bursts open again, let them take care of you." Wen Yan was surrounded by clever people since he was a child. It was the first time he looked at this silly young man with some interest.

Yu Sheng's movements stopped after he finished speaking. He was in a strange place with no one he knew well, so he was flustered and at a loss.

Wen Yan urged the maid to feed the medicinal porridge to Yu Sheng, and then took the medicine and told him to take it.

After finishing all this work, the expressions of the two maids remained unchanged, but Yu Sheng broke out in sweat.

"Mr. Xie saved me from Shihua Pavilion." Yu Sheng was inconvenient to move, and wanted to thank Wen Yan, but when he moved his legs, he felt a biting pain.

Wen Yan shook his head, "Don't say I don't need you to thank me, even if I thank you, it shouldn't be me."

He turned his head and motioned Yu Sheng to look at the door, "You have to thank him, this person spends a lot of money to get you..."

"Wen Wushu!" Xie Canyu stopped Wen Yan's words, and came in from the door, holding a jade-colored bottle as thick as a little finger in his hand, not only that, but behind him was a little old man with gray temples .

"You disappeared early this morning to seek medical treatment?" Wen Yan made a fuss, Xie Canyu glanced at him, "You are the only one who talks too much."

Yu Sheng stared at Xie Canyu, his fingers clenched the quilt tightly, "Thank you, Mr. Xie..."

"Yeah." Xie Canyu walked over to look at the small table beside the couch, the bowl containing the medicinal porridge was empty, he glanced at the maid, "Go down and receive the reward."

"Yes." The maid was overjoyed, packed up the tray and left.

Wen Yan clicked his tongue twice, looking indescribable.

Xie Canyu didn't care, she put the jade bottle in her hand on the table, and asked for a delicate bag from Luo Chi, and handed it to Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng hesitated, wondering if he should answer.

Xie Canyu raised his eyebrows, "I just wanted to praise you, but I didn't expect you to be disobedient..." His voice was low, but Yu Sheng's face turned red, and he took it, "Thank you..."

"It's just that a bag of candied fruit was originally intended to coax children, but the children are too obedient. This... seems useless."

He couldn't hide the teasing in his words, and Yu Sheng was even more embarrassed, clutching the kit, the scars on the back of his hands were particularly obvious, Xie Canyu slightly restrained his expression, and called the old doctor to come over for treatment.

At some point, Wen Yan walked up to Xie Canyu and lightly touched his shoulder, "Hey, where did you find such an obedient little rabbit? It's so cute, I just want to..."

"What are you thinking?" Xie Canyu narrowed his eyes.

"Um, it's nothing, it's just... just to remind you to be careful, and don't let others take it away."

"Don't bother you." Xie Canyu glanced at him lightly, and Wen Yan shook his body, "Damn, a gentleman doesn't take what others like, and besides...a friend's wife can't be bullied."

Wen Yan used to love the smelly and poor, Xie Canyu didn't care, and only cast his eyes on Yu Sheng.

After a while, the old doctor had his pulse checked, took a piece of paper and wrote down a few words, and handed it to Luo Chi, "According to what is written on this paper, take six doses of medicine packs exactly, and start tomorrow." Soak for half an hour a day."

He looked at Xie Canyu again, "Young Master Xie, this young man is weak and his heart and lungs are injured, he needs to take good care of him for a while... For half a month, he is forbidden to give birth to food, he is not allowed to eat fish soup, and it is best not to make too much of it... ..."

He treated Xie Canyu's wounds before, and he didn't have much courtesy to Xie Canyu, and tried his best to explain, "The welt marks on his body can't be said to be serious, but for a boy who is still growing It will be seriously damaged, so take care of it carefully during this period of time, and don't touch water or dirty things."

Xie Canyu listened carefully, and finally sent someone to send it out when the doctor left, and returned two silver ingots to Da Da before he left.

Wen Yan even looked sideways, Xie Juanzhi is not normal!

Yu Sheng was half leaning on the cushion, with a soft quilt on his body. The furnishings in the room were not simple. There was a wall-sized antique shelf on the other side of the screen, on which were placed various ornaments, and even a gold sculpture. toad.He glanced over those, and finally landed on the calligraphy and painting on the other side. The landscape on it is freehand, and the flowing cursive script is like a sage going away against the wind...

"Like those?" A voice suddenly sounded beside his ear.

Yu Sheng froze, "Thank you, Young Master..."

Xie Canyu's brows were sparse, and his eyebrows flew into his temples. No matter how many times he looked at it, Yu Sheng felt that no one could look better than him.

"Have you ever been to a private school?" Xie Canyu seemed to be chatting, but Yu Sheng relaxed a little, stirred his fingers, and shook his head, "No."

After finishing speaking, he probably thought of something, and added, "My father, when he was still alive... once taught me some simple big characters, I can only know them, but I can't write them."

Probably a little uneasy, there was a blush on his pale cheeks.

Xie Canyu nodded, "I didn't have a chance in the past, but in the future...it's okay if I teach you." His voice was indifferent, and he always felt like chatting, but also seemed to be very serious, "Although I only know a little bit, but I can teach you It’s not too difficult for a little common use.”

Yu Sheng listened quietly, as if a flock of sparrows had flown into his heart, chirping nonstop, otherwise why would his chest always be beating strangely.

"Why, don't want to?"

Yu Sheng didn't respond at all, Xie Canyu paused slightly, and asked this question.

"No, no, no..." Yu Sheng shook his head like something, "I'm willing... If you don't think I'm stupid, my lord, I'm willing..."

A pair of eyes stared at Xie Canyu closely, as if afraid of his repentance, the quilt wrinkled as his fingers gripped it.

The corner of Xie Canyu's mouth curled up into a smile, "It's not difficult to teach you these things, but...you need to heal your injuries first."

He looked at Yu Sheng tenderly, half playfully, "I didn't expect that one day, there would be another elementary school boy in Xie's mansion, and I learned so many useless things, that they would come in handy one day..."

"I heard that the private school teacher in the town is often overwhelmed by the students." He glanced at Yu Sheng, "I don't know how well I am a teacher, can I teach the only elementary school boy well..."

"Yes, yes..." Yu Sheng nags, his eyes are bright, it is still half a month later, but now he is already full of expectations, the corners of Xie Canyu's mouth are curved, and he can't help but have some expectations for that scene Come.

"Thank you, Mr. Thank you..." Yu Sheng twisted his fingers, "You saved me three times, and you are willing to teach me how to read..." He slowly lowered his voice as he spoke, and suddenly realized that he was short It seems that there is really nothing that can repay him.