Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

"Master, if you do this, people will complain."

"So what? I live for myself, why should I please others? Besides you, who else's opinion is worth my attention?"

Yu Fuchen scratched his head, although the man's rare love words moved his heart, but there are some realities that he has to face.

"That... son of a bitch, he..."

"If you want to hate, let him hate it. I dare not say that I am doing justice for the sky. I have the consciousness to bear the price of justice. It is reasonable for him to hate me."

Feng Changhuan enshrined the beheaded head of the villain in front of Fengxianling, and heaved a sigh of relief as he watched the sky gradually clear up on Guyu.

After the matter came to an end, Qian Gong Wen Que followed Yu Fuchen and his party back to Xuemi City, and followed Si Wei's wishes to take Gou Wazi away from Guyu.

On the way out of the open sea, he took the white porcelain altar that Gouwazi was holding, took out the ashes of his beloved from it, and sprinkled them on the sea.

In the end, even the crown that symbolizes Chao Sheng's identity and dignity is buried in the sea, and his pride is also buried. Only a bunch of faded red beans on his wrist are still regarded as treasures.

From this moment when he held up the soul bottle, until the rest of his life, he never let go of the lover who almost passed by.

"Si Kui." He called softly, looked at the isolated island that was gradually going away, and sighed: "Is this world still the way you like it?"

"As long as I have you, I love you."

"...a slick tongue."

"You clearly like it tightly."

Qian Gong Wen Que stared at the sea in a daze and remained silent. Yu Fuchen walked towards him and handed him a porcelain bowl full of concoction. to bother you.

"This, it's me... Cough, the decoction prepared by my master, even if it doesn't help the injury, it won't poison the person to death. It's a kind heart, and the Emperor Shark will reward me with face."

Qian Gong asked Que Xindao, did you speak like that? Didn't you already know that as long as you drink this stuff, you can kill me?

Having said that, he still had a tense attitude on his face: "Why didn't he come and deliver it in person?"

"You know my master's half-hearted temper. He doesn't want to confess because he doesn't want you to become a foolish king. Why should the Yuhuang force it? These days, you have to rest and recuperate. The master said that you will still need it in the future." Your place."

"I know, save people, right? Tell me about the cause of the disease, so that I can prescribe the right medicine."

"The fetus that is several months old has become a stillborn fetus. I wonder if the Shark Emperor can do anything about it?"

"Bao Da or Bao Xiao?"

Without waiting for Yu Fuchen's answer, Feng Changhuan limped over from the cabin, and his voice remained unchanged: "Everything."

"Don't be too greedy."

"I said, I want both lives."

"Aren't you unwilling to talk to me? Don't beg me."

Anyone who knows Feng Changhuan knows how stubborn he is, and Qian Gong Wen Que is no exception. The sour man feels at ease, looking at the soul bottle in his palm, he seems to be talking to Si Wei, and he seems to be talking to himself: "It seems that you want my old life..."

For a long time after that, the three of them stared in a daze at the calm sea, each with their own concerns and remained silent.

After a while, Yu Fuchen spoke first: "What should the islanders do in the future?"

"The islanders are cursed by the Nine Heavens, and it is almost impossible to recover after being reduced to ghouls, and even become bloodthirsty monsters. The Emperor has asked Gu She Tiannv to temporarily stabilize the hearts of the people. This time I am going to Shenzhou, and I also intend to visit a Old friend, please help him."

"Who is it?"

"Bai Qinghan."

Indeed, Lingxue Palace is originally a famous sect that purifies people's hearts with the Taoism of Lao Zhuang, so it is most appropriate to entrust this matter to the masters of Lingxue Palace.

but……

Yu Fuchen glanced at Feng Changhuan, who also looked astonished.

How could they euphemistically tell the cruel fact that Grandmaster Bai...is no longer alive? ?

After holding back the words all the way, he didn't find a chance to reveal the secret. Qian Gong Wen Que saw that they had other things on their minds, but he didn't expect it to be like this, and was kept in the dark until Xuemi City.

Approaching the Prince's Mansion, Feng Changhuan took a step ahead, Qian Gong Wen Que took the opportunity to keep Yu Fuchen, and secretly stuffed a piece of broken jade into his hand.

The latter took a closer look, isn't this the jade pendant he never leaves?

"The spiritual source that has been hidden in the lonely island for many years is entrusted to you."

"Spiritual source? Is it the one in the Guyu illusion that Master mentioned?"

"That's right, keep this well, it won't do you any harm in the future."

Yuhuang didn't explain much, and turned around to leave after speaking, leaving Yu Fuchen alone at a loss.

After a long absence for a few days, it's time to host a banquet.

The thoroughness of the scene is undoubtedly the best of Ming Palace Shang, after all, the crown prince is well-deserved, even if he can't attend in person, his intentions are already in place.

Even though it was just half a month away, to him, seeing Yu Fuchen for a day was like three autumns, and there were three full lists of generous gifts sent by people to ask him about his health. From the former, it seems much deserted.

Yu Fuchen looked at the big gifts that were almost filling up the entire Fengyue Bieyuan, and was at a loss as to what to do.

Randomly picked up a eunuch and asked the reason, the other party replied: "I don't dare to figure out the master's mind when I'm doing something... But if I let the little one dare to guess, what are these things, maybe they are dowry... Hehe~"

Now Yu Fuchen was even more confused: "Okay, I haven't seen you for a few days, that kid is going to marry a wife? What do you guys call this... Crown Princess??"

"Er... Maybe it's the son-in-law?"

"??"

The little wild wolf didn't notice the clue yet, Feng Changhuan couldn't sit still, he stepped between the two of them, with his back to Yu Fuchen, grinning frighteningly: "Say it again? These things what is it?"

Where did the little eunuch see this situation before, and immediately changed his tune: "Congratulations! This is a congratulations, my lord!!"

"Congratulations? What kind of congratulations are you... Is it possible that you mortals have to put on such a big posture even when you go home? No wonder I saw someone setting off a whip at the door just now..."

Feng Changhuan was helpless and wanted to laugh, he just thought in his heart, those who don't know are innocent, it's not a bad thing to keep him so confused.

After taking care of the miscellaneous things, Yu Fuchen was entrusted by Feng Changhuan to call Ming Sinian to treat Qiangong Wenque. He heard that the mermaids of the Chaosheng tribe had temporarily lived in Taoxijian, the Eastern Sea Medical School, to help treat patients, but they were not good at it. Regarding medical skills, Yu Fuchen always felt that these words were contradictory, and never had the opportunity to ask them deeply.

As soon as he saw Ming Si Nian guarding the warm medicine stove, his face pale and drowsy, he knew that this guy must have lacked the nourishment of love.

"Wei Zhi, why is the Young Palace Master who is a dog missing?"

"He's gone..."

"what??!"

"Oh...I mean he's not here anymore, he left for Kunlun yesterday."

Even seeing his senior brother whom he hadn't seen for more than half a month, Ming Sinian couldn't cheer up, so Yu Fuchen reached out and touched his head, okay, it's very hot.

"It's almost the end of the year and the weather is getting colder. Remember to add more clothes. As a doctor, it's not a joke for me to fall ill first."

"It's not me, it's love Gu... That guy from Buyinlou couldn't adapt to the icy and snowy Kunlun, and made me suffer together... Bah! Where's Master? He's doing well these days, nothing happened right?"

"Don't worry, everything will go smoothly with me here, but I also brought back a trouble."

Ming Si Nian has been in Taoyuan for many years, and he is no stranger to Chaosheng sharks. When he saw the shark king in front of him, he saluted Qian Gong Wenque very naturally: "I haven't seen you for many years, and the charm of the shark king has not diminished. I heard that Chao Sheng The Sheng family is chasing after Jiuchongtian, and I am really worried, seeing that you are safe and sound, I feel at ease."

The two knew each other already, Qian Gong Wen Que thought of the character Ming Sinian in Taoxi Jian, and said with a smile:

"Yeah, when I saw you back then, I was still a shy boy. He hid behind Yikui Patriarch and regarded me as a monster from the deep sea. You were so scared that you burst into tears. In a blink of an eye, you are so old."

"Yahuang, your complexion is not good, you must have a serious illness, if you don't mind, let me feel your pulse."

Qian Gong Wen Que handed his empty right hand forward, Ming Si Nian stroked his wrist, his brows furrowed tighter, and he looked at Yu Fuchen in amazement.

There was a dazed and helpless look in his eyes, he obviously knew that the man's injury was not optimistic, and he was hopeless, hoping that Yu Fuchen could give him an explanation.

But the latter just shook his head, unable to make any response.

He looked at Feng Changhuan, who was sitting on the same seat with Qian Gong Wen Que, that person's smile remained the same, and he couldn't even see the flow of emotion.

In fact, the person who understands his condition best is Qian Gong Wen Que himself.It is precisely because he knows that time is running out that he will give up the hope of guarding the sea of ​​bitterness and Chaosheng tribe for half his life, and let the sea dragon palace collapse into ruins.

At the end of his life, he had to run around to fulfill his unfulfilled wish. The so-called continuation of the miracle is also a blessing for me, and my life is lost. I don't want extravagantly, and I won't suffer because of it.

"The emperor is here to save people, why bother to frown? You all put on bad faces, don't you welcome the emperor to stay here temporarily?"

Feng Changhuan held the tea tray and said with a smile: "Why? He started to panic when he saw the elder. Friends, it's time to introduce my second and last apprentice to you. He is from the Eastern Sea Medicine School, Wuling Junming Si Nian, the word Weizhi."

"Good name! But since you sealed your dao title at a young age, you won't be afraid of meddling people coming to make trouble?"

"Is there still no trouble for me? I was plotted twice in three days, so I almost lost my life, and it's not bad for a few troublesome people to die."

The two talked and laughed happily, as if the previous death and knot were just illusions.

In fact, there is no insurmountable bond between them, Yu Fuchen believes that the person trusted by Master will never be a villain.

But Yu Fuchen didn't understand, even if Qian Gongwen Que's old wounds are still in his body, it's hard to be strict, but human life is a matter of life, and the fetus in Chen Shimei's womb can't be saved, why the master can still talk and laugh, he can't see it at all Nervous?

Taking advantage of the elders laughing and talking about the wind and rain, Ming Si Nian poked Yu Fuchen who was full of doubts: "Why are you so preoccupied? Could it be that you have already heard about what happened recently?"

"Recently? What happened."

"In just half a month, something happened to Lingxue Palace again, and there was a trend of polarization within the sect. Just three days ago, the master Bu was forced to announce to the Twelve States that Lingxue Palace had split into two factions. A big event There is another wave of Weiping, and the murderer who framed Master has not yet been found out, internal and external troubles, Ling Xuegong is too busy to take care of himself."

Ming Sinian hesitated to speak, realized that he shouldn't talk about other people's housework, just happened to see a plain white figure floating out from behind Yu Fuchen's sky-blue robe, and raised his hand to point.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that there is still a distinguished guest in the Prince's Mansion of Snow Misty City today."

The person who seemed to appear out of nowhere spoke with a gentle voice: "Fuchen, long time no see, how have you been?"

"Bai...Bai Zhezhou?!"

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