What's wrong with my mother adding special effects to my wife?

Xu Chuilu has always had a clear understanding of her hobbies, from sexual orientation, major choice, career planning to... imagination of her future partner.She knows that she is not an outgoing, enthusiastic, and brave person, so she is more suitable for a career that digs inward. Because of this, her social circle is relatively narrow. Then two or three.After a few years of happy living alone, she even felt that she didn't need to end her single life. The last story that could be regarded as a relationship experience happened in her school days—a secret love for a school girl that ended without a problem.

This also established her expectations for her lover, who is gentle and lovely, innocent, open-minded, and will take the initiative to approach and share everything about herself. No matter what happens, people can't bear to be harsh.

The crush is also good at everything... It's a pity that she is a straight girl.

Of course, it was her personal pity.

In short, in the relationship, she doesn't want the other party to be too strong or indifferent, that will give her a deep sense of oppression, and the sharpness of her friend's rationality has made her feel uncomfortable occasionally, like Xiao Fangdao—or the Xiao she imagined at first. Like putting a knife, putting it at home is no different from placing an ice sculpture.

The improvement started when I discovered that Xiao Fangdao was actually easy to deal with.

There is no competitive relationship between her and Xiao Fangdao, let alone a difference in position, and there is no real master-slave or master-student relationship. Although everything arose from nothing, Xiao Fangdao never thought of using himself to solve it. This may be the reason why they can get along with each other in an equal manner.

Until today, she thought that there was no obstacle between herself and the other party, at least, they were considered friends in the common sense.

Before returning to the house, she regarded the indescribable fear and worry as a stress response to witnessing He Chengze's death.

Until Xiao Fangdao closed her eyes, she still felt that her fear of losing could be calmed down by staring at Xiao Fangdao, a living being.

Then she saw for herself that familiar face change.

It is no longer sharp, glamorous and aggressive, but soft and gentle, defenseless, almost exactly the same as the lover in her fantasy.

Then, a sudden and absurd thought broke into her mind. She actually felt that she should imitate the prince from other countries in the fairy tale and kiss the sleeping beauty in front of her. Anyway, she is also a visitor who strayed into the alien world. Of course, she should take the initiative to save the princess. Responsibility--

……

That's the ghost!

For the first time, Xu Chuilu was shocked by her own brazenness.

Xu Chuilu, Xu Chuilu, after so many years, I didn't realize that you are an old pervert who took advantage of others' danger, took advantage of your sex, and tried to rationalize your shameless behavior!

On the one hand, she quickly and clearly realized what it meant to be born with this idea. On the other hand, she deeply doubted her moral level and strange habits. It shouldn't happen in front of a half-dead wounded patient.

All the emotions were pressing on her heart, which was already in danger, and the belated throbbing and self-flagellation pain squeezed into the colorless ink that stained the quilt, sadly and comically recording this mind that no one can understand.

Xiao Fangdao accepted Xu Chuilu's tears in confusion and helplessness.

In the early morning of the next day, Xu Chuilu found that she had slept all night in the posture of lying on her pillow and arms. When she opened her eyes, she felt that her eye sockets were sore and swollen, and her breathing was not smooth.

She felt that it was impossible for her to fall asleep like this, so she cast a suspicious look at Xiao Fangdao.

The other party looked at those red and swollen eyes, and said calmly: "I saw that you were almost crying, so I touched your sleeping point."

"..."

Xu Chuilu was stunned and speechless, even so, Xiao Fangdao should at least adjust her position a little bit, such as hugging someone to bed or something, so he let himself sleep all night, isn't he afraid of her suffocating to death? !

Xiao Fangdao obviously didn't understand her silent accusation, and continued: "I will not tell others what happened last night."

Xu Chuilu simply felt that everything last night was a hallucination, and replied stiffly: "Then I really want to...thank you, the suzerain?"

"No need to say thanks."

She stood up slowly, intending to take a bath to calm down, but there were a few creaking noises from her joints. That weird sleeping position really made her shoulders, neck, waist and abdomen ache everywhere.She was sad in her heart, and wanted to complain a few words, but when she turned her head, she saw that Xiao Fangdao was covered in wounds and there was no difference, and she immediately lost the intention of being miserable.She went to the courtyard to fetch water and carried it to the dining room, but felt the warmth was still there, as if a fire had been lit just now.

She came closer and saw that there was indeed a pot of water in Choshi.

It seems that Xiao Fangdao woke up much earlier than her.

Xu Chuilu applied hot water to her face, and the dryness around her eyes finally disappeared, but when she was seen by Cang Wu in the yard, she still surprised him.

"You, are you alright?" Cangwu didn't expect her to be so sad, so he quickly comforted, "Your suzerain's injury hasn't reached the point of death, and he can recover [-]% to [-]% in one month at most. If you continue to do this every day Tears washed my face, maybe she fell faster than her—”

Xu Chuilu said awkwardly: "No, I didn't..."

Cang Wu looked around, and said in a low voice: "I know, this is just the beginning, and the other party will feel distressed and nervous even if they bump into each other a little bit, let alone almost die, but the days will be long in the future, and Xiao Fangdao has such a temperament, You can't be against yourself."

Xu Chuilu could no longer understand, and interrupted: "What are you talking about?"

Cang Wu kept his mouth shut in time, and patted her on the shoulder again: "Don't worry, I'll have another consultation today to see the specific situation."

Xu Chuilu was still a little dizzy, and didn't pay attention to Cangwu's nonsense.When the two returned to the house, Xiao Fangdao had changed into his coat and was sitting on the edge of the bed solemnly drinking medicine.

Cang Wu walked over with the medical box in his arms, and asked casually, "How did you feel last night? Is there any place that hurts badly?"

"No."

Cang Wu nodded, turned his head and glanced at Xu Chuilu, and gave him a look of "it's all right to see".

Xu Chuilu:?

She really didn't understand the need for such redundant interaction.

Xiao Fangdao caught the eye contact between the two, and suddenly said: "Doctor Cang, the wound pierced by Duanfeng Sword seems to be still bleeding."

Xu Chuilu, who was a little out of his mind, immediately frowned and took a step closer.

Cang Wu pondered for a moment: "After all, black gold is different from ordinary iron. The sword's edge is too sharp, and the stab is too deep. The wound is between the chest and abdomen. It is easy to bleed when breathing. Do it harder, short-term pain is worse than long-term pain, bear with it."

Xiao Fangdao nodded in agreement.

Xu Cuilu's heart tightened, she couldn't bear to look at her eyes, but fortunately Xiao Fangdao was as silent as a stone, Cang Wu's movements were quick and neat, when the gray-green ointment covered the wound, she finally let out a breath.

"This medicine is changed every three days, and other wounds are changed every two days. As for the medicine to drink, I will send it after I prepare it, and let her decoct it by herself."

Hearing this, Xu Chuilu realized that Cangwu was talking to herself.

She said in amazement: "I... I change the medicine? But—"

At this moment, a figure suddenly rolled in from the window, it was a wind talisman that returned after a night of exploration.

Fengfu listened to the conversation between the two, thinking that Xu Chuilu was not good at this, so he helped her out and said: "Let me do it, Miss Xu is a talented girl, how do you know this?"

Xu Chuilu choked slightly, and then glanced at Xiao Fangdao, thinking that this person is really taken care of, even such trivial things are rushed to do, which made her feel a little inexplicable resentment.

So Xu Chuilu smiled gently and thoughtfully: "It's okay, I'll just come."

Fengfu didn't know how this person became so fast, but he didn't insist on this insignificant matter.She turned around and closed the door, and revealed the findings of the trip in time.

"The suzerain is exactly as expected, Xuanjian is indeed in the village."

Xiao Fangdao raised his eyes and asked, "Where is she?"

"Ye Yuan, Yanqueju, to be precise, it should be...Miss He's boudoir."

……

Xuanjian knew that he was not here as a guest, but was under house arrest.

She also knew that she could easily escape from Yeyuan, and even hold He Zhiyou hostage and order her to let her go.

But she never did.Because her duty is to protect the suzerain, protect the disciples of the heartless sect, and protect herself.

After knowing about Pan Tianyuan's martial arts competition, He Zhiyou appeared in time and invited her to join the village.

She had no reason to refuse the other party's invitation—this battle was a matter of life and death, and it was time for her and other disciples to return to the suzerain.

He Zhiyou properly arranged everything for them. Dozens of disciples were placed in the inner courtyard as porters. Except for He Zhiyou and his servants, no one else in the village knew their true origins.Xuanjian was brought to Yeyuan because of her age and body, and lived with He Zhiyou.He Zhiyou didn't take precautions and didn't make things difficult for himself, he just regarded himself as a visitor from afar who was similar in age.On the contrary, she was extremely wary of her because of the encounter in Chisong Town, and she was always guarded and kept silent.

On the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, with the help of He Zhiyou, Xuan Jian and other disciples were mixed among the large number of disciples from the No Reason Sect. As long as Ye Yao ordered them, they would immediately rush out.

However, He Zhiyou resolved the fight, just as she promised.

Xuan Jian should have rushed to Xiao Fangdao's side in time, but because of that promise and doubts that she couldn't figure out, she still returned to Yanqueju.

There were so many things going on yesterday, and He Zhiyou didn't return all night, until now, she heard the sound of Zizi driving in leisurely.

"Miss He."

This is the kindest and most sincere sentence she has said to He Zhiyou in the past few days.

"Now you always believe that I have no intention of harming you and the Unfeeling Sect?" The girl's face was pale, obviously caused by exhaustion and sleeplessness, but her voice was still cheerful.

Xuan Jian nodded and said: "I was the one who speculated before, but it was really a villain's heart."

"Anyway, just trust me."

Xuan Jian hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but said: "But, why did you help us?"

He Zhiyou looked up at her for a while, closed his eyes and said with a smile, "Because you are a kind and honest person, this kind of person is rare and likable."

Xuan Jian was stunned for a moment, with a look of shame on his face.

She is rarely praised like this, the suzerain is indifferent, and mostly teaches her harshly, Feng Fushuilian regards her as a younger sister, even if she is praised, it is often meant to encourage and joke, and the disciples of the same school never comment on her face to face because of her serious character .She is well aware of the truth of not being arrogant or attacking, and being full of restraint and perseverance, but at the moment, she seems to be too self-effacing, so she responded a little unnaturally: "You are also... a good person."

The author has something to say: Lu, in fact, you are a damage control at heart.