The protagonist of the book is blackening

When Chu Jinran came out, the sun was already setting on the mountain, and the fiery ball of light rendered the sky a fiery red.

Seeing this light suddenly, Chu Jinran squinted his eyes uncomfortably. He wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to delay. He turned around and looked at the black partition in front of the wide wooden door. At this time, the streamer on the black partition slightly Glittering golden, this is the color dyed by the setting sun, and under the stream of light, the fine golden light flickers inconspicuously, following the fine golden light one by one, one can see a... Huge creature.

Chu Jinran didn't know what the creature was, he could vaguely outline the creature's appearance along the golden light, the fine golden light was slender, so the creature's body should also be slender, other than that, he could only see the thin On the head of the long creature, there are two pointed horns.

The slender figure...it should be a snake...with two horns on its head...

Chu Jinran was taken aback: Could it be that this creature is a dragon?

However, the city lord has a keen sense (from the fact that he easily judged that Chu Jinran was here), maybe he knows that he is standing outside, and it is easy to explain when he stands outside for a while, but for a long time... even though he only stayed Not long after, Chu Jinran breathed a sigh of relief deliberately, muttering to himself: "The sunset is so beautiful." Then he left the place.

***

Guided by the servants, back to the 'Hui Zi' guest room area, Chu Jinran walked to the door of his own room, knocked a few times, the door was not locked, he pushed lightly, and the door opened.

He originally lowered his eyes slightly, but now he raised his eyes when he heard the sound of the door opening, but this glance made him startled——

The house has been dyed golden by the setting sun.

The location of this house is very good, so good that you can see the slowly setting sun from the wide open window, the sky is crimson, and the clouds are a slightly intoxicating color, and before this intoxicating beauty, the black-clothed boy With a straight back and a brush in hand, his eyes focused on the paper.

The afterglow of the setting sun outlined his outline gently.

Under such tenderness, Chu Jinran's heart suddenly trembled.

He turned and closed the door softly, softly.

As if afraid of being disturbed by something.

The boy in black focused his eyes on writing the last word, then raised his head and saw him in white, his dark eyes stared at him without moving.

Through those eyes...you can't see any emotion in him.

Joy, happiness, satisfaction, or sadness, despair, and hatred are all well hidden by him.

Those dark and deep eyes are ancient well.

But for some reason, there was a little bit of starlight in his dark eyes at this time.

"Have you been practicing?" He asked softly.

"Yeah." He nodded.He had already unconsciously tidied up the papers all over the table...he had never cared about whether the table was messy or not.It's just that when this person came back, he couldn't help but want to tidy up the table... Just like that person's style.

He should also like orderly things, right?

Chu Jinran walked to Su Che and sat down, picked up the stack of papers, and flipped through them one by one, while the young man beside him didn't make a sound, lowered his head, and practiced calligraphy quietly.

Chu Jinran read carefully, the characters changed from stiff and orderly at the beginning to smooth and natural at the end, the changes were not insignificant, he flipped through the words one by one, read them very carefully, and knew all his hard work in his heart.

Not long after he left, he practiced a thick dozen of papers, full of a few words.

He continued to watch, and even forgot the time, until he came back to his senses when there was a knock on the door.

It was dark.A few stars hang scatteredly on the night sky.

Chu Jinran looked at the young man opposite - he was still practicing calligraphy.Even dimly by candlelight.

"Stop practicing." He said, "It hurts your eyes."

The boy had a meal.

"Hmm." He responded in a low voice.

Chu Jinran got up and walked to the door. Unexpectedly, outside the door was a servant who brought food.

After expressing his thanks, Chu Jinran took over the board with food, but when he was about to turn around, he suddenly stopped.

He suddenly remembered the wounds on Sucher's body, and the medicine that the Taoist priest gave him in the morning.The medicine is in the wide sleeve, which is easy to hold.

His slender fingers had already taken the package of medicine from his sleeve.

It was already planned, but now he suddenly hesitated.

If he finds out about this bag of drugs, he will be full of suspicion and suspicion, right?

……stop.

What about jealousy?What about doubts?After all, they are two people who don't have much intersection.

Chu Jinran opened the medicine bag and sprinkled the medicine into it.

Dots of white powder dissolve in the dish.

He looked down to make sure that the medicine had completely dissolved, then turned around, and put the wooden board on the table without any abnormality on his face - the wooden table had been cleaned up by Su Che at that time.

"Eat it." He said.

This time, Su Che moved the chopsticks after he moved the chopsticks first.

He sprinkled a little medicine on every dish, because he is a martial arts practitioner, his physical fitness is naturally hundreds of times stronger than Su Che, who is still an ordinary person, and he only takes a little bit of each dish, so there is no need to worry about the medicine. What an effect on him.

After finishing the rice in the bowl, Chu Jinran put down his chopsticks.He looked at the many dishes left on the plate, and said almost like an order: "You eat all these dishes."

"..." Su Che was taken aback.

He was acutely aware of the difference.

It's hard to say what's different, but it's definitely different from the last time he deliberately let him eat food.

Others may not care about such details, but Suche's mother has always been moody, so he can easily sense other people's emotions.Very easy and very caring.

Especially for people who care.

Who cares?

……right.He's his now... a little ashamed to think of that word: master.He pursed his lips and continued thinking, yes, he is his master now... He naturally cares about him.After all, everything about him now is closely related to him.

but.

Is it his delusion?

Sucher chewed the vegetables in his mouth carefully, feeling different.Not only his attitude, but also the taste of this dish is different.

He couldn't tell the difference, but he could tell.

Sucher tasted the dish again.

It's not his illusion.

For some reason, he seemed to feel that his mind was gradually becoming dizzy, and his body became a little weak.

What's wrong with me?He bit his tongue hard, forcing himself to wake up.

There is medicine in this dish.

What I had been hesitating and unsure of for a long time was finally confirmed.

As for the person who administered the medicine... besides the city lord, who else would it be?

But would the city lord have the patience to drug the knights in each house?Maybe other people with martial arts in the house will also taste it like him!

In this way, the person who prescribes the medicine is self-evident.

Su Che raised his head, and saw clearly the indifferent eyes of the man in a drowsy state.

Still so ethereal.

But he only felt a coldness spread from his heart to his limbs, which made him want to laugh ironically.