Yuanzhong poultry

The rain was still falling, but there was no wind, so it seemed much more submissive and quiet.Yu Bai walked out of the house, but he didn't know where to go, so he simply sat down on the threshold, reaching out his hand to catch the raindrops falling from the eaves.

After a while, a figure blocked the light.

Yu Bai didn't raise his head: "Senior brother, is there something wrong?"

The visitor did not answer.

"If there is nothing to do, give way, blocking the light."

The figure froze for a moment, and finally couldn't help but questioned: "He really recognized you as his apprentice?"

oh?Yu Bai raised his head, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a slight arc: "Why, do you think I called those 'senior brothers' casually?"

"Speaking of which, I still don't know the name of my senior brother."

The man endured and endured, and said three words coldly: "The flowers are gradually brightening."

No wonder it's called Xiaohua'er.Yu Bai nodded: "Oh, so it's Senior Brother Hua. Senior Brother came to visit in the middle of the night, what's your business?"

After wandering for a day, his mood was really not good.He was alone and helpless when he was in the secret passage of the test gold building, so he had to tense his heartstrings, shouting "senior brother" angrily, waiting for the opportunity to fight hard.Now that he had been a bull's head and a horse's face for a while, he finally returned to Maple Leaf Villa, and he sat down again with Rong Cun Xin, his tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed, and he lost the previous interest in this cheap senior brother.

——As long as you don't bother me, it's fine.

Hua Jianming, who finally had a name, refused to let his cheap junior easily go: "Where did he meet you, where did he teach you, and what did he teach you?" Rong Cun Xin overaccepted him as an apprentice.

What, are you going to compete in the ring?Yu Bai was too lazy to respond to him: "If you want to know, ask yourself."

"You...!" The knife in Hua Jianming's hand almost came out of its sheath again.It's just a pity that he can no longer threaten others, and this knowledge made him even more angry, and it took him a long time to ask again: "Why did you destroy the fairy eyes?"

This brother doesn't seem to have a good brain.Yu Bai said indifferently: "What do you think?"

Those were Rong Cunxin's fairy eyes, how could he destroy them by himself, he must have been instructed by Rong Cunxin, if you ask me, why not ask Rong Cunxin - Yu Bai didn't even bother to explain, his heart was so tired.

I don't know what's wrong with Zhao Jun... Jin Chan's attack is so severe, I don't know if Rong Cunxin can handle it.

Hua Jianming's face changed suddenly, and he was about to rush into the house, but Yu Bai quickly stopped him: "Brother, you are saving lives inside, so you should wait outside at this time."

How could his brother be so stupid.Yu Bai sighed, seriously suspecting that the reason why Rong Cun Xin avoided seeing him for so many years was because he couldn't bear to admit his failed teaching achievements.

To prevent Hua Jianming from rushing in and disturbing Rong Cunxin's treatment, he said, "Senior brother."

"The first time I called him Master, he told me, don't call him Master."

Ah.The man in gray laughed mockingly: "He has always been ruthless, just get used to it."

"No." Yu Bai said seriously, "He said that because he promised a person to only accept one apprentice in this life, he couldn't accept me."

Amidst the uncertain face of the man in gray, Yu Bai sighed with satisfaction, and said in a persuasive manner: "Brother, I don't know what happened between you, but I know that he has you in his heart and has never forgotten you. Instead of being angry Draw your sword, why don't you wait for the dust to settle before going to have a heart-to-heart talk with Master?"

As he spoke, he put his hand on the half-drawn knife, and slowly pushed it back: "What do you think, brother?"

A "Xiaobai" broke the rare peaceful atmosphere.Seeing the sudden change of Hua's gradually brightening and calming face, he felt helpless in his heart.However, when he suddenly realized where the "Xiaobai" came from, his expression changed accordingly.

Rong Cunxin glanced over the two uneasy apprentices: "You guys... what's the matter?"

"If you fall asleep inside, if you survive tonight, you will not lose your life." He waved his hand at Yu Bai, "Go and see."

——Although he didn't want Zhao's face to appear in front of Xiaobai again.

He swallowed the sentence "tonight may be more difficult", watched Yu Bai's figure hastily disappear at the door, and looked at Hua Jianming's face again: "Little Hua'er, do you need me?"

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Yu Bai straightened his expression and put on a calm look before stepping into the room. Although he knew that Zhao Jun was in a coma at the moment, not to mention the sound of himself entering the door, even the collapse of Mount Tai could not wake him up.

He closed the door to keep out the cool rain, but suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Suddenly... he didn't want to see Zhao Jun at all.

As for the reason... If Yu Bai made it clear, he wouldn't stop here.

He could draw his sword to protect each other in a desperate situation, but he couldn't walk to his bedside for the rest of his life after the catastrophe.The former is righteous indignation, but the latter represents betrayal.

He betrayed himself for the three years in the deep palace, betrayed the humiliation he had suffered, and betrayed the farewell he had made that "we will never see each other again in this life".

He never forgot his pain.He used to be so eager to escape from the deep palace, to escape from this man named Zhao Jun, and he never once maliciously hoped that the emperor would go west as soon as possible, why is he worried about his condition so anxiously today?

What is he doing?Is this really him?

Is the current situation really the freedom he has been seeking so hard for?

Anyway, Zhao Jun's life was no longer in danger, and seeing him more or less would not affect his recovery. Don't rush this moment——Yu Bai finished his psychological construction, and simply leaned against the door frame and became dazed.

Rong Cunxin doesn't like to be disturbed during his medical consultation, so there are only him and Zhao Jun in this room, no one can disturb his unreasonable daze.He folded his arms and meditated amidst the rustling of the rain hitting the maple forest, occasionally taking advantage of the opportunity of counting the lanterns to deceptively glance at Zhao Jun from the corner of his eye.He was disturbed by the sound of the rain, he simply closed his eyes and let the darkness wrap himself.

He has never been someone who likes to escape, but at this moment, he doesn't want to face himself anymore.

Maybe it was because he was too tired today, he just closed his eyes and rested his mind for a while, when sleepiness surged up, his thoughts became chaotic.

The whole body seemed to be floating in the clouds, Yu Bai managed to open his eyes, and was stunned for a moment when he saw the foreground.

This is... the Royal Study Room?How did I come here.

Yu Bai rubbed his eyes, and saw that the surrounding scenery was very familiar, and behind the red sandalwood desk, there was a person standing with a brush and painting, engrossed, as if he hadn't noticed his arrival at all.He leaned over unceremoniously, wanting to see what this man drew so preoccupied.

But this look is stunned.The young man in the painting is dressed in strong clothes, with black hair in high bundles, and his smiling eyes are like the bright moon in the sky.He holds a sword in his left hand, and leads a handsome white horse in his right hand, who else is it?

After the Shuanghao pen outlined the flying hair, Zhao Jun did not put down the pen, but looked at the painting and asked softly, "Abai, do you see my portrait?"

Not like, not at all.Yu Bai curled his lips, the nose was drawn so crookedly by himself, and his face was fatter, like a flattened dough, which is not even half similar to him, he said that He Nianbai is almost the same.

He was about to answer, but suddenly saw the withered roses outside the window.

A chill rushed into his Tianling Gai abruptly, freezing his whole body.

He watched Zhao Jun sigh, put down his pen, and slowly rolled up the portrait: "If you were here, you would definitely say that my painting doesn't look like it. Also, you are so beautiful, how can you make a picture?"

Know and ask.Yu Bai complained in his heart, but his thoughts followed Zhao Jun involuntarily.

Zhao Jun didn't know what he thought of, and his smile was slightly bitter: "I have drawn so many portraits for nothing these days, but I can't remember your appearance more and more. You are also cruel. After so many days, spring is over, Winter is over, but I always refuse to come to my dream to have a look, I'm afraid I still have a grudge against me."

Looking at it, Yu Bai felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart, but he was speechless as if it was stuck in his throat.He silently watched Zhao Jun open the box, and carefully placed the latest painting on the top. There were dozens of old and new scrolls inside, and the innermost one was already turning yellow.

Zhao Jun stroked the smooth surface of the wooden box lightly, and asked who he was listening to: "It's been a while, do you remember me, Ah Bai?"

...I remember you.Yu Bai opened his mouth, subconsciously replied: "I..."

The world was spinning for a while, the ethereal feeling of stepping on the clouds subsided at some point, Yu Bai woke up suddenly, almost fell on the hard floor.

In the gradually clear field of vision, the lantern flower is still jumping rustlingly.Yu Bai stared at it for a while, then suddenly realized that he had returned to reality, the Maple Leaf Villa in the rain.

He suddenly heard someone whispering something.

——Is it Zhao Jun’s voice?

The heartbeat gradually calmed down, Yu Bai collected himself, walked to Zhao Jun's bedside, and really heard Zhao Jun whispering something.

Sin, he was so focused on dreaming, he almost forgot that this was a seriously ill patient, and he needed to spit from time to time to tuck in the quilt or something.Yu Bai took a deep breath, quickly convinced himself that human life is important, and then bent down to listen to Zhao Jun's needs: "I'm here, what do you want? Drink water?"

Zhao Jun's eyes were half-closed, and his voice was ethereal: "I want...Ah Bai."

oh?Yu Bai casually perfunctory: "Which Ah Bai?"

"Just... just one Abai." Zhao Jun couldn't distinguish the complicated tone, he just repeated along the question blankly, "Just one Abai...I only have one Abai."

The author says:

Long, long ago, there was a dog emperor who forcibly trapped a Bai by his side. Although he was not poor, he was very stingy and was not willing to give him freedom.One day, the Dog Emperor passed by Taoye County and accidentally dropped Abai into Baiyujing.

What should I do without Abai?Thinking of this, Emperor Dog couldn't help but sat outside Bai Yujing and began to cry.

At this time, Bai Yujing's fairy appeared. He understood the whole story, and felt that the dog emperor was really a dog, so he asked him: "Young emperor, did you drop this golden abai, or this silver abai?"

The dog emperor said: "What I lost is a lively Ah Bai who can talk and laugh and like me!"

The god praised his honesty, so he didn't give him any Abai: "Dream, do you think it's so easy to find such an Abai?"

A sand sculpture story written by inspiration.This story tells us that one cannot be such a dog.

Chapter 89 They were so close that he could feel the breath emanating from Yubai's dark neck.

You are beautiful.

Yu Bai patted the back of his hand, and answered him cruelly and happily: "Not a single one."

Unexpectedly, that hand was immediately clenched by Zhao Jun.I don't know how this guy who has just escaped the danger of his life has such great strength. The hands holding him are like iron tongs, almost crushing his bones.

Yu Bai took a deep breath, struggled a bit but didn't break away——what kind of fuss is Zhao Jun doing?Do you want to take advantage of your illness again?At this point, he couldn't help frowning: "Let go."

Not only did Zhao Jun not let go, but he clenched even tighter, his nails almost digging into Yu Bai's flesh: "Ah Bai, I hurt..."

Amidst his vague murmurs, Yu Bai was stunned for a moment, only to realize that Zhao Jun's black hair on the sideburns had been soaked in cold sweat, his eyes were closed tightly, and he didn't intend to open them.

——The "Ah Bai" probably wasn't a coquettish act after recognizing him, but a subconscious cry for help in the unbearable pain.

It was rare for him to be at a loss, and wanted to call out for Rong Cunxin, but his right hand was tightly held by Zhao Jun, unable to move.

Zhao Jun was probably in real pain, his body arched, his teeth bit his lower lip tightly, blood came out after a while.With sharp eyes, Yu Bai saw the bloodstains hidden by his clothes, which seemed to be alive, clinging to his heart, baring his fangs to suck blood wantonly.

Yu Bai only hesitated for a moment, then passed the other hand over: "...Zhao Jun? Can you recognize me?"

Zhao Jun was short of breath, and in this posture, he suddenly pulled Yu Bai into his arms, and then tightly circled his back.What came out was not the "Abai" he often called, but an unbearable "pain".

His bones were almost crushed into powder.Yu Bai stretched out his hand and patted his back lightly: "I'm here. I'm here."

I don't know how long it took before Zhao Jun's trembling breathing gradually calmed down, but the arms around him still refused to relax, no matter how much Yu Bai coaxed him into making promises, it was useless.In the end, Yu Bai also gave up, letting Zhao Jun hug him tightly, letting his thoughts wander amidst the rustling rain at night.

The two hearts were too close, and he could clearly feel the vigorous beating of that heart, which seemed to contain spring-like vitality.

Listening to the strong heartbeat, he suddenly felt at ease.

...Finally he is no longer the dying person in the assay building.

With the sound of the rain at night, Yu Bai's mind gradually settled down. He pulled off a corner of the quilt and slowly closed his eyes.

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In the middle of the night, Zhao Jun woke up first.

The sharp pain in his heart finally subsided for the most part, Zhao Jun's clenched teeth loosened, and he was about to turn over when he suddenly found that something was wrong in his arms.

Why... there is one more thing... what is it... After the severe pain passed, his vision was still a little blurry, Zhao Jun tried to keep his eyes open for a long time, and suddenly a bolt of lightning flashed across his heart.

He exhaled tremblingly, and suddenly felt that the pain in the middle of the night was worth it.

The young man in his arms was sleeping very deeply, with his body curled up slightly, his beautiful face became more and more peaceful because of his deep sleep, as if any touch would not wake him up, but any touch would put him in a profane situation.

They were so close, so close that he could feel the breath emanating from the gloomy and dark neck, like a warm air rushing to his cheek.

Zhao Jun tried his best to hold his breath, but he couldn't control his beating heart. He opened his eyes in the eerie midnight, like a soul enduring darkness in a tomb. With greedy and happy eyes, he went to wait and see Xingzi in his arms.

He could no longer understand more deeply what it means to have all kinds of tenderness rushing to his heart with just one glance.

In this dream scene, Zhao Jun stretched out his hand like a ghost, and touched Yu Bai's lips like a dragonfly.

That's it.

Did he fail to muster up the courage to kiss him—the kiss downstairs in the test gold has exhausted all the courage he had accumulated for three years,

If only it was a lifetime.Zhao Jun couldn't help but think of the palace road with colorful falling flowers in spring, and the back of Yu Bai walking away alone.

The world is peaceful.He could vaguely hear the sound of tick-tock, presumably the rainstorm had subsided, and the weather must be fine tomorrow morning.

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It was a stormy night, and the world was safe in the morning.When Zhao Jun opened his eyes, Yu Bai was no longer in his arms.

He closed his eyes again with some regret, trying to return to his dream and continue the relationship.Unexpectedly, a clear and cold voice came: "I saw that you opened your eyes, don't pretend."

There was still a dull pain in his chest, and Zhao Jun didn't bother to get up, so he still maintained the lying down position and only turned his head to Yu Bai: "Ah Bai?"

"What are you doing?" Yu Bai was moving his sore wrist, because of Mr. Zhao's bad behavior, there were still red marks on the back of his hand, which might not disappear in a short time.The anger still remained in his heart, so he listened to the culprit asking tentatively: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Comfortable?No wonder it's comfortable!How does it feel to be strangled into dried bacon?He was almost strangled to death last night, okay! ——Just because of such an inexplicable compassion, it made him feel like he was falling apart when he got up in the morning. God knows why a seriously ill patient has so much strength.

Yu Bai's heart was ups and downs, but his appearance remained calm: "It's nothing, it may have bumped into it when I started yesterday."

Zhao Jun's eyes flickered, and he tried weakly to persuade him, "That's it, then you should have a good rest. Do you want to go to bed and sleep for a while?"

Yu Bai didn't speak, but he scratched his heart, scratched his lungs and choked hard, so he had to say again: "How did we get back? I vaguely heard you calling someone senior brother... Has your master come back too?"

Yu Bai calmly said: "Yes."

Zhao Jun looked eagerly: "Huh?"

Yu Bai recovered from his trance, and tapped on the table with his fingers: "I asked the kitchen to deliver breakfast, get up and eat."

The porridge on the table came into view.Zhao Jun asked back with a bitter face: "Ah Bai...do you think I can get out of bed now?"

Yu Bai froze for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully.

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When Yu Bai came to his bed with a bowl, Zhao Jun didn't realize the horror of the matter, until that strange smell flooded into his nose - he couldn't help frowning, looking at Yu Bai's expressionless face , and looked at the bowl of porridge of unknown color that was still steaming, and asked cautiously, "Ah Bai, what is this?"

Yu Baixi's words are like gold: "medicine porridge."

Zhao Jun asked with a trembling voice, "What medicine did you put...?"

Yu Bai thought for a while: "I'm not sure, but it's used to suppress Jin Chan anyway."

He broke free from Zhao Jun's clutches early this morning and went to see Rong Cunxin. Unexpectedly, the door was closed, and Hua Jianming, who appeared inexplicably, poked his head out of the room and stuffed a bagful of strange medicinal materials into his arms. Let him cook porridge with millet, which can cure diseases and satisfy the hunger. It is the best product.

After a pause, he added: "I personally watched them cook, there is nothing wrong with it."

Although he also thinks the smell is weird.

That smell of medicine—that can't even be called a smell of medicine.

Coptis chinensis is bitter and has a hint of fragrance aftertaste. This bowl of unknown liquid is yellow and green in color, and the taste is soaring to the sky. It is like exposing rotten egg whites to the hot sun. The pitch-black dirt, but this sour smell is also mixed with a strange sweetness, like the remnant of gardenia sugar that has been hidden for a year in the gap between the back teeth that have not seen the sun, gurgling in the blue and white porcelain bowl .

Rong Cunxin explained: "The sweet one is the flower bone of the dragon pattern flower in the swamp, which is a good thing."

Zhao Jun pinched his nose and protested aggrievedly: "I don't like this."

Yu Bai slowly stirred the spoon, and scooped up a spoon indifferently: "Do you want to drink?"

Zhao Jun gave in: "...drink."

If he didn't drink any more, he was afraid that Yu Bai would pinch his chin and pour it in - he didn't want to be a cramming duck yet.

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When Rong Cunxin came in, what he saw was such a scene.He was immediately annoyed that that bastard surnamed Zhao actually labored his beloved little disciple to condescend to feed him the medicine, which is really Sima Zhao's heart, and everyone knows it. Will he still have to excuse that the medicine tastes bitter, and he will not give up until Xiaobai kisses him?

By the way, what does this medicine taste like?Is the medicine you make yourself that bad?Rong Cunxin seriously reflected on the ratio of medicinal materials for a while, confidently rejected the possibility of an imbalance in the ratio, and then proceeded to conduct a routine consultation - Zhao Jun is so good at perceiving people's hearts, he quickly calmed down in Rong Cunxin's expressionless inquiry Understand, Rong Cunxin is more willing to feed him bitter medicine for two more days than to let him recover as soon as possible.

The atmosphere is delicate, dark waves are turbulent.

Rong Cunxin suddenly asked: "By the way, did he suffer from severe pain last night?"

Yu Bai subconsciously glanced at the unfaded red marks on the back of his hand: "Oh, yes."

He suddenly asked suspiciously: "You know? Then why didn't you mention a word last night?"

Rong Cunxin recalled for a while, then shrugged his shoulders: "Oh, I wanted to tell you, but you ran too fast, before I finished speaking, you ran in to see someone."

Yu Bai: "..." No matter how dull he is, he can't fail to feel Rong Cunxin's hostility towards Zhao Jun, and it seems that this hostility has already spread to him.

The city gate caught fire and affected the pond fish.

Zhao Jun smoothed things over with a strange taste in his mouth: "It's okay, it's all over anyway, and it doesn't hurt that much..."

"Well, it's good to talk about getting used to it, anyway, you'll have to suffer for a few more nights." Rong Cunxin observed Zhao Jun's face with satisfaction, "Master Qi still needs to practice more on this stamina. The golden cicada is rebellious, since it has already flared up. Once, taming it again will have to endure a hundred times more pain than when it was planted for the first time, so at least three nights in a row will take effect."

"..." Zhao Jun gritted his teeth with a smile, and maintained a consistent smile in this difficult movement, "Thank you for taking care of me."

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Feng Shishi's creepy smile probably learned from Zhao Jun——Yu Bai's scalp was numb from his laughter, his eyes swept away, and he suddenly found an unclear head by the window.

Through the thin window paper, the appearance of the man was vaguely discernible.

Yu Bai muttered suspiciously: "...Brother?"

A good person, why does he have a habit of lying on the window, does he think he is the teacher in the school?

Rong Cunxin concentrated on feeling the pulse, thinking about whether to add some sour bamboo shoots to the medicine porridge, meaning: "What's wrong with your brother?"

Yu Bai pointed to the window: "Brother is outside."

Rong Cun didn't raise his heart: "You are wrong, your senior brother can't even come out now..."

There seemed to be very light footsteps.Under Yu Bai's solemn expression and Zhao Jun's watching eyes, Rong Cunxin faintly sensed something unusual, his voice became slower and slower, and the word "lai" involuntarily protracted.

The footsteps stopped, and Hua Jianming's voice sounded faintly behind him: "Master, father, you told me to find me easily."

Xiao Hua'er—a handsome young man who is eight feet tall, handsome, capable of fighting a tripod, eats eight steamed buns for a meal, and seems to like to lie on the window, Yu Bai's senior brother Hua Jianming and senior Hua Hua—in front of this In the face of cheap junior brother and an outsider, he finally put on an emotionless smile: "Master, I have something to ask you. Let's go out and talk."

Rong Cunxin's expression was slightly cold, as if he had changed into a different person in an instant: "Let's talk about it here."

Hua Jianming didn't care about his indifferent attitude at all, he had already held Rong Cunxin's wrist while smiling: "It's not good in front of outsiders."

Yu Bai didn't figure out what the two of them were doing, and he didn't bother to figure it out, so he put down the source of evil that exuded a strange smell: "Master, go slowly."

Zhao Jun was distracted by the mouthful of bitter medicine, and immediately followed suit: "Master, go slowly."

Hua Jianming: "???"

Rong Cunxin: "..." Very good, let's add the sour bamboo shoots that have been marinated for two years.