Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

"What! Dying?"

Lu Huaiwei slapped the table and stood up, her sleeves overturned the teacup, and the hot tea spilled all over the floor.

Ji Wanshu pulled out his chair and sat down, and said, "It should have been a few days since the news came from the palace."

Lu Huaiwei said in disbelief, "How could it be... that she was fine when she left."

Ji Wanshu picked up the teacup, ordered his disciples to clean it up, and said, "I don't know, I just heard that she is seriously ill, and the master has invited famous doctors from all walks of life to the palace to treat her."

"Something must have happened on the way back," Lu Huaiwei said with a worried look on her face, "Uncle Shen only has this daughter left, and she found it with great difficulty, what should I do?"

Ji Wanshu pondered for a moment, and his tone suddenly became cold: "If there is an accident on the way, it can only be related to one person."

Lu Huaiwei reacted quickly: "You mean... it's Wen Chaoyu?"

"It's probably some kind of poisonous trick," Ji Wanshu stood up abruptly, "No wonder I couldn't find her these days, and I heard that she was seriously injured. She must have blocked the way of the uncle and was hurt by the uncle , I'll go to her and ask her to clarify!"

Seeing her jumping to conclusions in a few words, Lu Huaiwei hurriedly dissuaded her: "Don't worry, senior sister, you're just guessing. If it's none of her business, you will only be caught in vain by the people taught by Ziwei."

"The Devil's Cult thieves don't have that ability," Ji Wanshu dismissively said, "Come here and I'll kill the other."

Lu Huaiwei stretched out her hand to hold her, and said: "I'm going back to the palace in two days, one more thing is worse than one less thing, senior sister should calm down, what happened, we will know when we go back."

Ji Wanshu was a little impatient: "Why is one thing more than one thing less, I will be afraid of the Ziwei sect?"

"That's not what I mean," Lu Huaiwei was silent for a moment, then a thought suddenly flashed in her mind, and said, "In my opinion, the young junior sister's serious illness should be just a cover. Didn't the master tell me before we went down the mountain? She intends to find Junior Sister later spread the news to lure Senior Uncle Shen out, now it seems that this should be the case."

Ji Wan paused for a moment and asked, "Then when are you leaving?"

Lu Huaiwei thought about it: "In two days' time, Meng Jing coughed up blood again last night, I'm afraid I won't be able to get on the road."

"Trouble boy," Ji Wan snorted, picked up the sword and left, "I won't wait for you, I'll go first."

Lu Huaiwei hurriedly chased her out: "Sister, should I go back to the palace, or go..."

Ji Wanshu stopped in the courtyard and looked back, with a cold expression on her face: "You're taking care of me too," she said, but she still answered, "I'm going back to Jincheng."

Jincheng?Lu Huaiwei was instantly relieved, and smiled: "After the senior sister goes back, please say hello to my uncle and aunt for me."

Ji Wanshu responded perfunctorily, then turned over the courtyard wall with his sword in hand.

Lu Huaiwei turned around and went back to the hall. Before she could sit down, she heard hurried footsteps coming from upstairs. When she looked up, it was Meng Jing who was running down holding the hem of her robe.

After these days of recuperation, Meng Jing's complexion has improved a lot, she put on clean clothes, tidied up her appearance, and looked quite handsome.

"What are you doing in such a hurry?" Lu Huaiwei said.

"Who were you yelling about to die just now?" Meng Jing opened his mouth and asked.

He has heart disease, he can't practice martial arts in this inn, and he doesn't have any books to read. He either eats or sleeps all day long. He just took a nap upstairs. In his sleep, he heard Lu Huaiwei shouting downstairs. Hearing that she seemed to mention Yin Qiu, Meng Jing woke up immediately, and listened for a while but couldn't hear clearly, so she hurried downstairs to ask her.

"No one is going to die," Lu Huaiwei looked normal, "You have misheard."

Meng Jing frowned, shook her head and said, "No, I must have heard correctly, you mentioned Yin Qiu clearly, is she going to die?"

Knowing that he had resentment towards Yin Qiu, Lu Huaiwei originally wanted to hide it, but seeing Meng Jing's serious expression, she thought it would be alright to tell him about it, since it was not true, so she replied: "It's her, but you didn't hear everything, actually she ..."

"Why is she going to die so well?!" Meng Jing cut off Lu Huaiwei's words halfway through hearing it, and was very emotional. "I haven't even sought revenge on her yet, how dare she die by herself?"

Lu Huaiwei expected him to react like this, but she couldn't explain it clearly to him for a while. After all, Lu Huaiwei herself didn't know what the real situation was, so she comforted her: "Don't worry, it's not clear whether a person is really going to die. You can only go back to the palace." Go and find out."

Meng Jing clenched her fists, gritted her teeth and said, "She can't die... when can we go back?"

Lu Huaiwei said, "We'll talk about it when you feel better."

"I'm ready!" Meng Jing was impatient.

"It's up to you whether it's good or not," Lu Huaiwei was more talkative than Ji Wanshu, but she was not without principles. "Please see the doctor before deciding."

Meng Jing still wanted to struggle, but Lu Huaiwei said unquestionably, "Be obedient."

Meng Jing had no choice but to give up.

·

"I've already inquired about it," Fu Xiang entered the yard, and said to Yin Qiu, "It's very strange. They say that you are terminally ill, and many doctors came outside, but they all went to the Mingguang Palace. No matter what, I should come to you. ah."

Yin Qiu squatted by the well, rubbing his clothes, raised his head and asked, "What else?"

"It's gone," Fu Xiang said, "Could it be someone with the same name and surname as you?"

Yin Qiu said: "It's possible, anyway, I'm not sick."

Fu Xiang bent down to help Yin Qiu twist the clothes, thought for a while and said, "Do you want to ask Uncle Man? She should know what's going on."

Yin Qiu's hands were red from the cold, and after hanging up his clothes, he called for hot water to soak his hands, and said with some disappointment, "I haven't seen her for several days, and I don't know how to find her."

The two went back to the room with the wooden basin, Fu Xiang said: "Then it's okay to ask Senior Sister Ye, she is the head disciple, so she should know the reason."

Yin Qiu thought it was reasonable, so the two went to look for Ye Zhilan together again, but they couldn't find her after looking around in the disciple's courtyard. , a lot of famous doctors came to the palace, and the inspecting disciples were supervised more strictly than usual, and there was no chance to sneak out.

The martial arts class is still the same, running and pricking horses, but the disciples have adapted much more than the first few days. After class, a small iron sword was handed out. Everyone finally got the weapon after many days. They were all very excited. After dinner Many people were gesticulating to themselves in the yard, Fu Xiang was among them, and Yin Qiu danced wildly a few times, remembering that he hadn't finished his homework, so he went back to his room to practice calligraphy.

Halfway through the practice, the door was gently pushed open. Yin Qiu turned his head and saw Man Jiangxue, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, came.

"Uncle Master!" Yin Qiu was overjoyed, quickly dropped his pen and ran over to hug Man Jiangxue tightly.

"How are you doing these days?" Man Jiangxue hugged Yin Qiu back and took her back to the table.

"I miss you so much." Yin Qiu choked up for a while, wishing he could stick his whole body on Man Jiangxue's body.

"I went down the mountain these days," Man Jiangxue said, "so I didn't come to see you. How are you doing?"

"I'm very serious." Like a child asking for praise, Yin Qiu first showed Man Jiangxue a gait, and then held up the homework on the table to Man Jiangxue.

Man Jiangxue smiled: "The horse's gait is quite stable, and the writing has also improved, not bad."

After receiving the praise, Yin Qiu was very unhappy, and happily threw himself into Man Jiangxue's arms, and whispered: "I thought you would ignore me when you returned to the palace."

Man Jiangxue said: "Why, didn't I come to see you?"

After many days, Yin Qiu was finally greeted with a familiar embrace. Feeling at ease, he raised his face and asked, "Where did the uncle go?"

"Go check the Ziwei sect," Man Jiangxue said, and took out an oiled paper bag from his sleeve pocket, "Here for you."

Yin Qiu was greatly surprised, and hurriedly reached out to take it, and asked, "What is it?"

"Some food." Man Jiangxue said.

Yin Qiu carefully opened the greased paper bag, and found that there were many children's favorite food, dried fruit candies and candied fruit, miscellaneous and everything, exuding a sweet and greasy fragrance.

The food in the dining hall in the palace is also good, with all kinds of vegetables, meat and meat, and sometimes delicious sweet soup, but there is no such thing.

Looking at those eating food, Yin Qiu's heart suddenly softened, and the melancholy that had been deliberately suppressed these days also dissipated immediately.

Unexpectedly, when Man Jiangxue went down to the mountains, she still wanted to bring snacks for her when she came back. Yin Qiu put down the oil-paper bag and put his arm around Man Jiangxue's neck, saying sincerely, "Thank you, uncle."

An oil lamp was lit on the small wooden table, and the bean-like candlelight dimly reflected on Man Jiangxue's face, illuminating her pair of beautiful eyebrows and eyes, showing a different kind of gentleness.

"To practice calligraphy, turn on a few more lamps," Man Jiangxue said, "There is no need to save money on this aspect, too dark is not good for the eyes."

Yin Qiu obeyed obediently, curled up in Man Jiangxue's arms, and rubbed against her like a puppy.

"The braids are also done well," Man Jiangxue patted Yin Qiu's head, and said, "It's more dexterous than mine."

"Actually, neither do I," Yin Qiu felt a little embarrassed, "it was taught by Fu Xiang."

"It seems that you have a good relationship," Man Jiangxue said, "Did anyone bully you?"

Yin Qiu shook his head and said "no", then remembered something, and hurriedly said: "But there is something very strange, I just wanted to ask you."

"what's up?"

"For the past two days, there have been rumors in the palace that I am going to die...does Master know what's going on?"

After she reminded, Man Jiangxue realized that she had forgotten to inform her, and replied: "It's fake, and I was negligent. I was busy going down the mountain and forgot to tell you."

"Why?" Yin Qiu looked at her inexplicably.

"It's to attract your mother to show up," Man Jiangxue said, "If she is still here, she will come back to see you after hearing the news."

Yin Qiu was surprised at first, then lowered his head: "But it has been a few days, will my mother come?"

"I don't know either." Man Jiangxue didn't want to lie to her.

"If she doesn't come..." Yin Qiu whispered, "Does it mean that she is no longer here?"

Man Jiangxue looked down at her, and said after a while, "Maybe."

Regarding the mystery of his mother's life and death, Yin Qiu has long been mentally prepared. Even though she wanted to test the truth by using her serious illness as an excuse this time, Yin Qiu didn't hold out much hope. Over the years, she has been deeply concerned countless times. I have hoped for it, but every time it has come to nothing. Now Yin Qiu doesn't care so much about whether his wish will come true.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Although Yin Qiu is still young, he already understands this truth better than anyone else.

·

It hasn’t snowed in the past few days, but the winter night is still cold. Yin Qiu thought a lot and didn’t speak for a long time. The same is true for Man Jiangxue. god.

"When can I go to see my uncle?" Yin Qiu suddenly asked.

Man Jiangxue said: "Just another day, I will pick you up another day."

Yin Qiu raised his head: "Can't you do it today?"

"It's very late," Man Jiangxue said, "I'll stay with you for a while, you should go to bed."

I didn't expect her to agree, but Yin Qiu couldn't help being a little disappointed, and asked again: "Then can you stay and sleep with me?"

Man Jiangxue patted her on the back: "Haven't gotten used to it yet?"

Hearing that she seemed to have no intention of refusing, Yin Qiu quickly said: "No, I'm afraid of the dark, but if I have my uncle by my side, I won't be afraid."

Man Jiangxue looked at her pretending to be scared, her heart was like a mirror, but the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, and said, "Then how did you sleep the past few days?"

Without hesitation, Yin Qiu replied, "I was too tired a few days ago, and I fell asleep before I was afraid."

"Aren't you tired today?"

"Not tired."

"Why aren't you tired?"

"Because I saw you," Yin Qiu said seriously, "I am not tired at all after seeing you."

Man Jiangxue laughed when he heard it: "But I started to be scared again."

Knowing that Man Jiangxue saw her careful thoughts, Yin Qiu smiled shyly, and said in a coquettish tone: "Just accompany me once, okay, uncle?"

Man Jiangxue just looked at her and didn't speak.

She didn't nod, and she didn't refuse, but Yin Qiu knew that there must be a play, so she clung to Man Jiangxue and wrapped her up. Gradually, she became more courageous, and kept acting like a baby. Man Jiangxue was so entangled by her that she had no choice but to agree. down.

"First write the homework left by the master," Man Jiangxue said, "I will take you to take a bath after finishing."

Yin Qiu cheered, and quickly started to write with the pen again. After the homework was finished, Man Jiangxue led her to the soup room.

At this time, there was no one else in the soup room, and most of the disciples had already washed, and the boiler for boiling water would not be turned off before the hour of the day. People are like living under the warm sun in spring.

In winter, there is no need to bathe every day. In fact, Yin Qiu and Fu Xiang came once yesterday, but she kept silent about it, and followed Man Jiangxue very excitedly. After closing the door, she skillfully took off her clothes and danced happily. Into the pool to go.

Man Jiangxue was no faster than her. When Yin Qiuyou sat down by the pool, Man Jiangxue was still standing by the hanger to take off her clothes.

Layers of clothing faded away, and Man Jiangxue's fair skin and graceful body gradually emerged. With the movement of her arms sliding down, her jade neck, smooth shoulders, straight back and slender waist were all in front of Yin Qiu's eyes. Obviously.

The room is full of clouds and mist, wrapping around the whole body. The snow in the river seems to be covered with a layer of soft tulle, and it seems to be shrouded in a piece of warm moonlight.

Yin Qiu took a few glances at her, and for some reason there was a slight rippling in his heart. He felt that it seemed inappropriate to stare at Man Jiangxue so bluntly, so he turned his back silently and waited quietly.

After a while, the water in the pool was swaying, and before Yin Qiu turned her head, she felt a warm hand on her shoulder, and heard Man Jiangxue's voice behind her, saying, "I'll wash your hair first."

Yin Qiu said "Oh", quickly removed the braids, and obediently let Man Jiangxue play with him. After the hair was cleaned, Yin Qiu turned around and planned to take the wooden ladle to help Man Jiangxue Snow.

The wooden ladle was resting on the edge of the pool behind Man Jiangxue. Yin Qiu stretched out his arms to take it, but it was not within reach. She tried to stand up, but her feet slipped suddenly. Yin Qiu was unstable and rushed forward. , plunged into the water.

Seeing this, Man Jiangxue immediately supported Yin Qiu's waist firmly.

Yin Qiu choked up a few sips of water in a daze, subconsciously trying to catch Man Jiangxue with both hands, and while the water was splashing, Yin Qiu only felt something unusually soft touched the back of her hand. Before she had time to open her eyes and take a look, the next moment, Man Jiangxue quickly pulled her out of the water.

Yin Qiu coughed violently, tears welled up in her eyes, Man Jiangxue took a handkerchief and wiped her face, and said, "Okay, cough lightly."

After a while, Yin Qiu finally calmed down and let out a sigh of relief. Then he touched the water ladle, and while wetting Man Jiangxue's hair, he said, "I seemed to be touching something in the water just now."

"Really." Man Jiangxue said calmly.

Yin Qiu lowered his head and looked into the water: "Did someone leave something when they washed it?"

Man Jiangxue looked at her for a while, then said calmly: "The water has been changed."

"Then I just now..." Yin Qiu looked at the back of his hand, and then at Man Jiangxue.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Yin Qiu suddenly understood what was happening, and he couldn't help being stunned.

Seeing her expression, Man Jiangxue couldn't help laughing, looked at Yin Qiu and said, "Why?"

Yin Qiu's expression was complicated, and her heart was extremely difficult to express at this moment. She was silent for a long time, and finally stammered: "I... Did I accidentally bump into you...?"

Seemingly finding her embarrassment amusing, Man Jiangxue continued to smile and said, "What do you think?"

Yin Qiu felt short of breath for a moment: "Then... where did I bump into?"

Man Jiangxue repeated again: "What do you think?"

Yin Qiu froze on the spot, his face flushed red in an instant.