ink blade

"Master!?"

Mo Ren was taken aback, and hurried forward with a lantern, "Why do you..."

Now, in order to suppress the toxin, Lin Yun has sealed all his internal energy. He is no different from an ordinary person, and he can't perceive how long Chu Yan has been standing behind him.

Has the Lord always—

"..." Chu Yan was silent, Xu Shi was uncomfortable being watched by Mo Ren, and turned his face away silently.

Having experienced so many tragedies that happened here in the past and present, he... how dare he let Mo Ren come to this torture hall alone.

But he didn't expect that Mo Ren would say those words to Bai Hua.

Ah Ren called him "my lord", Ah Ren ridiculed Yan Luo to defend him, Ah Ren talked to Bai Hua about his past life, and then said...

"The Lord did not kill me."

"I ended up dying myself."

But he knew that this person had really been in pain.

Obviously, when Ah Ren was just reborn, he was so frightened and fearful. When he knelt at his feet, he looked up at him like a scarred beast.

Even half a day ago, when this person fell asleep in the carriage returning to the hall, he was still trapped in the nightmare of his previous life and could not escape.

But at this moment, when Mo Ren said this to Bai Hua, his expression was so calm, his eyes so calm, and his tone even tinged with a little pride.

Probably because I have suffered too much pain and collapsed too much in the past few days, it seems that my tears have been shed and my heart has been broken.

After hearing these words, Chu Yan no longer felt the pain that his internal organs would be torn apart.Only dazed, only a very vague sense of unreality haunting him.

For a moment, Chu Yan didn't even feel that he was still alive, nor did he feel that he had lived a previous life.

It seems that everything is just a dream or a phantom, as long as it is broken, the tragedies will no longer exist.

But in another blink of an eye, Mo Ren has already hurried over with a lamp, his eyebrows and eyes are so delicate under the light that they seem to be drawn with a single stroke.

In the gloomy execution hall, the light dispelled the darkness, forced all his three souls and seven souls back into his body, telling him that this place is still human.

"Lord..."

Mo Ren said worriedly: "Master Lin said that you still have poison on you."

There is also a little bit of veiled reproach mixed in with this worry, which means: Why is the Lord so self-willed, how can you not obediently detoxify in the medicine hall?

Chu Yan thought to himself: Compared with what you have suffered, it is nothing.

But he couldn't say it, he just took the lamp in Mo Ren's hand in silence.

Mo Ren pursed his lips, and reached out slowly, holding Chu Yan's hand.

He drooped his eyelashes and said in a low voice: "Ah Ren will accompany you back to the medicine hall to detoxify... okay."

"Ah Ren?" Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, and unconsciously squeezed the hand in his palm.

It took him three full breaths of time to react, and then he was a little dumbfounded.

The hall master raised Mo Ren's hand with love and distress, and said softly: "Is this also what Qiu Jin taught you?"

According to Mo Ren's normal tone of speech, it should be an extremely calm sentence "Please allow your subordinates to serve the master and return to the medicine hall to detoxify".

"...Your Majesty, I see clearly." Mo Ren lowered his head with dodgy eyes, a few strands of hair covering his pale face.

Now that he has no internal strength, and even the ink is broken, he subconsciously feels that his identities as "personal bodyguard" or "master's sword" are useless, so he naturally has to find other ways.

"Oh, you are really..." Chu Yan helplessly tightened the cloak that Mo Ren was wearing. The clothes belonged to him. He didn't expect the guards to wear them so beautifully, so he didn't want to take them back.

Then he passed the guards and said to the man in white in a deep voice, "Bai Hua, do you have something to say to Gu?"

Mo Ren turned on the lamp, and Bai Hua had already seen Chu Yan.

At this time, he naturally lost that disguise, tore off that pitiful, well-behaved and docile face, raised his eyebrows leisurely, and said, "Oh, it's Brother Chu? The majestic Nine-fold Palace Master, why are you still eavesdropping?" Where's the corner, huh?"

Chu Yan was too lazy to fight with him. He looked calm and said in a low voice: "Your treacherous schemes have been exposed. Yan Luo and the Wuxian Sect are dead."

"Really." Bai Hua looked at him indifferently.

"But, if you hand over the antidote now, Gu can..."

Chu Yan's Adam's apple rolled, and after a moment of silence, he spit out the rest of the words, "Let's not blame the past."

Mo Ren was shocked: "My lord!?"

He almost rushed forward to stop Chu Yan, almost kneeling down on the spot in his eagerness, "My lord, this must not be—"

Over there, Bai Hua giggled, "Ah, Brother Chu, didn't you hear what Hua'er said just now?"

He squinted those beautiful peach blossom eyes, and through a fence, he spoke in a melodious tone: "What Master wants is what Bai Hua wants, and I want your life."

"Chu Yan, because of the hypocrisy of the past three years, I'll save you some face...you should kill yourself."

Mo Ren looked cold and was about to step forward, but was stopped by the palace master raising his hand: "A Ren."

I saw Chu Yan staring at Bai Hua steadfastly, his phoenix eyes narrowed, and he said, "...the previous life."

After listening to the conversation between Mo Ren and Bai Hua, at this time Chu Yan simply talked about the previous life.

"—To be alone is to kill yourself."

Bai Hua and Mo Ren changed their expressions at the same time.

Bai Hua just raised his eyebrows in surprise, but Mo Ren's face, which had not much blood in it, turned completely pale.

This was the first time I heard the Lord personally mention his last.

Chu Yan snorted: "I don't know if Yan Luo was satisfied after that. Speaking of which, he let you stay in the Nine Layers Palace for a whole ten years, which is really not a thing."

Bai Hua: "..."

"Change to another." Chu Yan waved his hand calmly, "Even if Gu agrees, Ah Ren will not agree."

"Lord!!"

Mo Ren was in a hurry when he said this, as long as he nodded, the Lord would happily surrender his life...!

He was so short of breath that his chest was suffocated, and he couldn't help covering his lips: "cough cough cough..."

Chu Yan hugged the guard helplessly, and patted him on the back, "Look, this is going to make me angry...Okay, okay, Ah Ren calmed down, I'm just talking nonsense, ah."

Mo Ren was so dizzy and weak from coughing, he just recovered a little bit, and was so angry that his eyes were blackened by the palace master's indifferent attitude.

However, Bai Hua was there leisurely, and said lazily: "Well... If you are willing to kowtow three times in front of my master to learn how a dog barks, that's not impossible. However, Guard Mo will definitely not agree?"

Mo Ren raised his eyes abruptly, panted and gritted his teeth disorderly, and said, "My lord..."

Chu Yan patted him reassuringly: "Okay, I know, your patriarch won't really be a waste at the mercy of his subordinates, right?"

Probably because this posture was too close, he lowered his head and kissed the corner of Mo Ren's lips, which stunned the latter and forgot to worry about the Lord.

"Never mind."

Then Chu Yan waved his hand lightly, and ordered behind him, "Yang Fangfang, give him a severe punishment, remember to save his life."

"Let him spend three days under the severe punishment, and then pass the news to the lord's mansion... If the lord's mansion knows, Yan Luo will know too."

"Tell him that Gu intends to change people with him."

……

Mo Ren followed Chu Yan back to the medicine hall.

It was very strange, Mo Ren obviously thought that he should have succeeded in persuading the palace master to return to the medicine hall, but Chu Yan led him along the way, taking care of his body and walked slowly.

Back in the medicine hall, Mo Ren watched Chu Yan sit down on the bed inside, then Lin Yun lowered the curtain and began to administer needles.

The guard sat on the bed outside and waited, frowning and coughing lowly from time to time, enduring the stinging chill in his heart.

...Even though the heater in the medicine hall has been fully raised, this chill has nothing to do with the surrounding temperature. He can feel the toxin stirring in his body.

Can't survive this winter.

Mo Ren looked up at the window, thinking quietly.

The pear blossoms in the south of Tianlan Mountain outside the Jiuzhong Hall will not be seen next year.

I will bid farewell to the Lord forever.

Mo Ren lowered his eyebrows, curling his fingers on his knees tightly.

He thought: Forget it, he was greedy for these good times for no reason, and let him know the truth and let go of his past.

Just now the Lord was still hugging him, even kissing him, getting so close, this was something he never dared to think about in his previous life, he should be content with making money.

From the depths of the bed curtain came Chu Yan's panting, which was suppressing the pain, and gradually became disordered.Lin Yun seemed to be saying something in a low voice, his voice was very soft, but now that he had lost his internal strength, he couldn't hear clearly.

Mo Ren gritted his teeth in distress.

Lord, he... seems to be in a lot of pain.

"... Ah Ren."

Chu Yan's panting voice came through the curtain, and Mo Ren subconsciously wanted to walk forward quickly, but he heard the hall master say: "It's nothing to do...you are obedient, go back to the Zhonggan Hall and wait."

The ink blade stopped suddenly.

He understood that the Lord was afraid that he would stay here and worry...

The curtain was lifted by one hand, revealing Chu Yan's face.

"Ah Ren? Be obedient..." The hall master's long hair was scattered on his shoulders, and there was a little sweat on his forehead, but his expression was gentle, "Do you have to coax you alone before you are willing to go back?"

Lin Yun whispered: "Master, you can't stop giving acupuncture for too long."

Mo Ren was slightly startled, and hurriedly said: "My lord, take care of yourself, and this subordinate will leave now!"

Chu Yan said: "Lin Yun, find someone to accompany him back."

Mo Ren didn't dare to worry Chu Yan any more, and left the medicine hall in a hurry.The little boy from the medicine hall who followed behind wanted to help him, but he couldn't walk as fast as he did.

He went back to the Zhonggan Hall, and met Qiu Jin, who was still the maid who put him on the bed to rest, nagging him for a long time.

But Mo Ren couldn't lie down, and whispered: "Qiu Jin, after I die..."

Qiu Jin interrupted him, stuffed a pillow behind him, and put a hand stove in his hand: "Brother Mo, what nonsense are you talking about, you haven't reached this level yet."

Mo Ren shook his head and said: "It's coming soon, maybe it won't survive the winter."

Qiu Jin got angry, walked out with her skirt in her hands, and snorted, "Brother Mo, don't tell Qiu Jin that I should accompany the Lord. There is no one in the world who can replace you. You go, let me see the palace." The Lord may not be able to follow."

Mo Ren said angrily: "Qiu Jin! Don't talk nonsense!"

But after he finished his reprimand, he felt all the strength running out of his body, and he became dizzy again, "cough, cough cough..."

Qiu Jin who walked to the door turned back at some point, helped him to lie down, and covered him with a quilt.

Mo Ren is not used to being served by people like this, he intended to resist, but this time, the thought of resistance came into his mind, and he had already softened drowsily.

He fell asleep...or passed out for a long time.In the misty room, it seemed that someone came to the bedside and embraced him. The familiar body temperature briefly dispelled the stinging chill brought by the toxin.

It was evening when Mo Ren woke up again.

It was dusk, and he was still on the bed in Zhonggan Hall. Chu Yan hugged him in a posture that encloses him in his arms.

It seemed that the detoxification was indeed tossing, the palace master's face became very pale, his eyelashes were deeply drooping, and he had already fallen asleep.

"..." Mo Ren stared peacefully at the palace master for a while, then quietly reached out, and pulled up the quilt that Chu Yan casually put on his back.

He thought again: When he dies...

Who would serve his lord so personally?

Who would be held in the arms of the Lord like this?

After he died, there is no way to know what happened after his death.

As the sun sets, the colorful clouds flow a little sadly.Their bodies, their shadows, are completely intertwined.

So the flying light at this moment seemed to freeze at the head of the bed.

The author has something to say: let's reverse the flag

感谢在2020-10-2520:56:21~2020-11-0109:13:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 Sakura Piaoxue;

Thanks to the little angels who cast the landmines: Young Master Wenjin, Blind Fish, Jiang Jiuque, Junqin, Jizai, Crimson Whiskey, You Ni, Belphegor, and one Chumei who just wants to sleep;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：三开战猎萨30瓶；疏雨未歇13瓶；妳昵12瓶；emm10瓶；千羽凌蝶7瓶；淙乐乐、晴天姓秦5瓶；笑笑爱吃鱼、426146161瓶；

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