Master, he never speaks

Zhu Hanshuang soon finished administering the medicine to Wen Yunsheng. He pulled the strands of hair hanging from his ears, put the small medicine bottle back into the bamboo basket, and stood up from the ground.

And Wen Yunsheng looked at Zhu Hanshuang stupidly, his eyes were once again covered by Mu Ying who came back from boiling water, Mu Ying coughed and said:

Mu Ying: "What's the matter with you, little boy? Why are you so wicked, I've only left for a short time, and you're staring at Master again?"

Hearing this, Wen Yunsheng's face turned red all of a sudden, he really knew that his actions just now were rude, but he couldn't help but wish Hanshuang really looks good!

Wen Yunsheng: "... I, I know... I won't stare... that's all..."

Wen Yunsheng stuttered when he spoke, he moved his fingers subconsciously, and he didn't know what kind of panacea Zhu Hanshuang was, but the pain on his fingers was relieved a lot.

Mu Ying: "Let's go, I'll take you to the medicated bath. When I first saw you in the morning, you were still a white and tender young boy. Now, in just one afternoon, you've turned into a lump of black charcoal."

Wen Yunsheng: "Well..."

Wen Yunsheng is not Shen Qianche, Shen Qianche's mouth can fight with Mu Ying back and forth 3000 times, but Wen Yunsheng's mouth is stupid, stubborn and honest, so he can only be silently teased by Mu Ying.

When going to take a medicinal bath, Zhu Hanshuang also prepared a special medicinal material and handed it to Mu Ying, asking her to add it to Wen Yunsheng later.

Mu Ying: "Sure, kid Yunsheng, you still have the medicine prepared by the master himself. It seems that you are very popular with the master."

Hearing Mu Ying's joking voice, Wen Yunsheng's face turned red all of a sudden, he waved his hands quickly, and stammered:

Wen Yunsheng: "You...you you...don't talk nonsense! Sister, please don't talk nonsense!"

Mu Ying: "Pfft... ah ha ha ha ha ha... look at your stupid appearance, what do you believe in what I say? Why are you so naive?"

Mu Ying looked at Wen Yunsheng who really thought that she and Zhu Hanshuang had already held his little hand and was panicking, she couldn't help herself, and laughed out loud while clutching her stomach.

Wen Yunsheng: "Senior Sister Mu!"

Wen Yunsheng knew that he was being tricked by Mu Ying, and his face immediately turned red with anger. Seeing Mu Ying laughing and rolling forward and backward, he was both angry and helpless against Mu Ying.

Mu Ying: "It's alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore, hurry up and take a medicinal bath."

Mu Ying led Wen Yunsheng to the backyard. The water in the barrel was boiling hot and smoking. The elder sister poured in the medicinal ingredients that the master had given her, and then waved her small hand, and said boldly:

Mu Ying: "Alright, take it off."

Wen Yunsheng: "Hmm?!"

Wen Yunsheng was completely shocked, this... this, this, this, this, this man and woman, can they kiss each other? !Shouldn't Mu Ying avoid it for a while? !Why are you still standing there, staring straight at him?

Wen Yunsheng and Mu Ying stared wide-eyed, Mu Ying didn't leave, Wen Yunsheng didn't leave, the two fell into a stalemate, neither of them spoke first, until after a while, Mu Ying's fiery temper finally couldn't bear it, she spoke road:

Mu Ying: "Wen Yunsheng, can you take it off?"

Wen Yunsheng: "Senior Sister! Whether a man or a woman can kiss each other!"

Mu Ying: "With your small body, what's there to see? You can't hold your hand, how can you wash it by yourself? Come on, take it off quickly."

Wen Yunsheng saw that Mu Ying looked like he wouldn't let him go if he didn't take it off, and once again sighed, the women in the world of cultivating immortals are really terrible!

In the end, under Wen Yunsheng's relentless persistence, Mu Ying was defeated. She squatted at the gate of the courtyard and counted the stars lonely. However, Wen Yunsheng was afraid that Mu Ying would come and attack him halfway, so he buried himself in the tub, like a yellow flower. Like a girl, she dare not show her shoulders.

Mu Ying and Wen Yunsheng were flying around, but Zhu Hanshuang was sitting in the courtyard, looking down at the jade bottle in the medicine basket, her eyes were calm and lonely, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

These jade bottles were all made by Zhu Jixiu. He knew that Zhu Hanshuang liked to grow herbs and refine medicines, so he went to the mortal world to find good cold jade, and carved these cold jades into small jade bottles one after another.

Lengyu is like a refrigerator, it is a natural good thing for storing elixir, and each one is carved by Zhu Jixiu himself, and the styles are not the same. The patterns on it are very fine, which is enough to show Zhu Jixiu's dedication .

Zhu Hanshuang: "Although Jixiu is very naive and always says things that make me angry and sad, but..."

Zhu Hanshuang didn't finish thinking about the following words, but anyone with a discerning eye can see how much Zhu Jixiu cares about Zhu Hanshuang. The more he cares, the easier it is to make mistakes and say some stupid things.

But his love for Zhu Hanshuang is true, his emotion for Zhu Hanshuang is true, and it is even more true that he wants to hold Zhu Hanshuang on the tip of his heart and love him seriously.

Zhu Hanshuang: "..."

Zhu Hanshuang began to feel sad, especially when he gave Wen Yunsheng the medicine just now, that sad emotion became more and more imminent. He remembered that when Zhu Jixiu was just learning swordsmanship, he was always injured.

It wasn't because Shen Qianche was too harsh, but because Zhu Jixiu was too cruel to him, always bruising himself, and then returned to the Jiange with his wounds, and asked Zhu Hanshuang to help him apply the medicine.

But it can't be ruled out that he deliberately made himself scarred, which made Zhu Hanshuang feel distressed and enjoyed the process of Zhu Hanshuang applying the medicine to him.

The more Zhu Hanshuang didn't want to think about it, the clearer the picture in his mind became. He could even clearly remember Zhu Jixiu's slight frown when he felt the pain.

Zhu Jixiu, who is so aloof and cold outside, would pretend to be pitiful with teary eyes in front of Zhu Hanshuang, and shout to him—"Master, I hurt."

These details were always easy to be forgotten in the past, but now they are like a bayonet, ruthlessly carving Zhu Hanshuang's nerves. He recalls those pictures very clearly. The sugar in the past is now the knife.

System: [Feng Shuang, don't be too sad... In the original book, Zhu Jixiu is not dead at this time, he is the protagonist, and he cannot die so easily. 】

Zhu Hanshuang: [I know, I know all about the small system. 】

Zhu Hanshuang tightly clenched the bottle in her hand. She knew it, but she still couldn't help but feel sad. Every item in this small courtyard has the aura of Zhu Jixiu's existence. .

System: [You... You really can't do it!Just look up at the moon!The moon is so round tonight! 】

Hearing this, Zhu Hanshuang raised her head and subconsciously looked at the bright moon tonight. Just as the little system said, the moon tonight is very round.

Logically speaking, there is nothing to be sad about.

Zhu Hanshuang: [Yes, there is nothing to be sad about. 】

but……

Master just misses his little fox, and misses it very much.