The whole world thinks I'm a nephew

But Shen Zhuo himself knew that Ah Ling hadn't lied to him.

That fairy-like person really left him and left, and he really didn't want to see him again.

Shen Zhuo felt a headache.

The old wounds on his body were not healed, and new wounds were added. He was just thinking about easing up the relationship with his brother, but he learned that the other party left him without mercy.

——But Dong Qi is so big, where can my brother go with a sick body?

For a moment, Shen Zhuo felt empty in his heart, as if someone had sucked his soul away.

Seeing that Shen Zhuo calmed down a lot after hearing her tell the truth, A Ling let go of her hand and glared at him, put the remaining medicine residue into a bowl, and muttered: "I don't know who Young Master, who are you, why do you feel like you don’t even want Huner when you hear that he’s gone.”…Who?

Shen Zhuo thought, that is the person he loves most in this life, the person he can even give up his life for him.

"Hey, let me tell you," A Ling asked curiously while picking up the herbs, "You don't look like Beiye people in your clothes, where did you come from?"

It turned out that she was from Beiye.

"I came from Xisha, and I was injured by a traitor when passing through here." Shen Zhuo said, "Thank you for saving my life, Miss."

"Oh." The girl squinted her eyes when she heard the words, and mercilessly exposed his lie: "You are lying!"

"The clothes on your body obviously have the willow pattern unique to Dongqi, and there is also a jade pendant worn close to the waist. Suet jade is also something unique to Dongqi—do you think that I have been living on my body for a long time and never go out? A bumpkin?"

She said, but there was no anger on her face.Ah Ling pouted pretendingly, and tried to look angry, but in the end she couldn't hold back her work, and burst out laughing: "Hey, not all the people from Dongqi are bad people, you What are you afraid of? What's more, like Master and I, who save the world with hanging pots, all patients who are dying or living are treated equally here, who can be more noble than whom? Those emperors and princes are just better than others when they are born."

This time it was Shen Zhuo's turn to be silent.

The jade on his waist was made for him by his concubine Wen Shu.Later, when the imperial concubine Wen Shu passed away, Shen Zhuo was so sad that he almost broke the jade pendant. Fortunately, Lin Jingyun often visited Shen Zhuo at their place in those days, so he noticed the jade pendant that was angered.

In the next few days, Lin Jingyun searched all the skilled craftsmen in Bai Yujing to restore it, and finally did not let Shen Zhuo leave a lifelong regret.

At that time, he fell too hard, even if he tried his best to make up for it, he was unable to do so. If you look carefully now, you can still see the fine and dense cracks on the top.

The only two people in the world that Shen Zhuo cared about were like cracks on this jade pendant, and they couldn't go back.

Shen Zhuo was silent, and Ah Ling just regarded him as acquiescing.

Seeing that there was something wrong with her expression, Ah Ling hastily changed the topic and brought Shen Zhuo back from her memories.

Her intuition told her that the young man who only said "thank you" in a cold manner must have an unusual relationship with this person in front of her, but if she wanted to talk about the specific relationship, she couldn't tell for a while-they probably had that kind of relationship. Very close, very caring about the other person, but this kind of relationship is too dry, too hot, and even about to go crazy, but instead, the other person is forced to back away from approaching him.

Ah Ling has seen this person's eyes before. At that time, her mother died of tuberculosis, and her father hugged her corpse day and night to seek medical advice. She could always hear her father calling "Wan'er" over and over again in a low voice, which was his mother's boudoir name.Under the moon, his father looked at his "Wan'er" with this kind of eyes, which makes people almost addicted to it.

So Ah Ling seemed to be enlightened, and finally understood——

But they are clearly two men.

Could there be such a relationship between two men?

This touched the blind spot of the bumpkin Aling.

The little girl was silent for a while, but she could only hear Shen Zhuo thinking about it and asking: "Miss, do you know where that young master has gone?"

"I--"

Ah Ling was about to answer when a person carrying a herb basket came in from outside. Ah Ling swallowed all the words that came to her mouth. With a chilly robe on his body, he kept calling "Master".

The man was dressed in white with a veiled hat on his head. He had just returned from picking medicine in the valley and his whole body was covered with frost and dew. As soon as he entered the room, he could see the white steam escaping from the outside.

Xu was afraid that the air-conditioning on his body would startle Shen Zhuo, so the man closed the door without approaching him, and stood far away from the door, as if he was watching Shen Zhuo's every move.

Ah Ling didn't dare to speak anymore, she sat in the corner and packed the herbs her master had picked up, picking and sorting them, but she didn't even dare to lift her head, and she tried her best not to make a sound while breathing.

She knows the master's temperament best, and begged him to bring someone back home on her own initiative, and she didn't even know where the other party came from——

The master is afraid that he will be angry for a while.

Shen Zhuo couldn't see clearly through layers of white gauze, and Shen Zhuo squinted slightly, but he only felt that the person who saved him looked familiar.

He is slender and thin, with a faint appearance, and the name is clearly on his lips, but he can't remember it.

It wasn't until the man lifted the white gauze in front of the veiled hat and Shen Zhuo saw his face clearly that he lost his composure for a moment.

That person showed the same facial features as Lin Jingyun's, and his peach blossom eyes were dull and distant: "Emperor Li, do you feel better?"

It's him.

It was him who saved him that day.

——But shouldn't he go to the imperial mausoleum with the queen mother to pray for Dongqi?

Shen Zhuo almost exclaimed, Lin Zheshui raised his eyelids, "Your Majesty, thanks to my apprentice who saved your life in time, otherwise you wouldn't be able to last a night. Wouldn't it be ridiculous to be in the wilderness where no one cares about?"

"Tick tock, tick tock."

All the frost and snow on Lin Zheshui's body turned into water droplets, dripping to his feet.The burning black charcoal in the room made people's nose hurt. He took off some wet robes and sat on a bamboo chair beside him, making himself a cup of tea.

A Ling understood his expression, so she carried the medicinal materials at her feet, went out quietly, and closed the door for them.

Lin Zheshui said: "Two years ago, my aunt died of illness in the imperial mausoleum. The incident happened suddenly, and my aunt refused to allow me to report to King An before she died. This matter has been dragged on for two years, until King An knew about it a year ago. and sent me to Xisha.”

Xisha is rich and rich, and even the little emperor in Xisha often sends me some things - these are all because of my second brother's face, I know it in my heart.

During those days, I didn't have to worry about intrigues and cliques in my official career, and I just wrote poems and poems every day, and I drank a cup of strong wine when I was happy;But even so, I still worry about Dong Qi and my second brother.

As he spoke, he glanced at Shen Zhuo lightly.

After traveling to Xisha, Dongqi, and Beiye for the past three years, all the remaining childishness on Lin Zheshui's face has faded away. He is still as elegant as before, but the immature beauty that was protected by Lin Jingyun at that time is no longer in his eyes. color.

Lin Zheshui said quietly: "Your Majesty Li, it turns out that all of you with the surname Shen are from the same way. I thought that Shen Lingqiu was already a complete jerk, but I didn't expect that your uncle and you are just laughing at each other." Just a step."

The tone of his words was still extremely respectful to Shen Zhuo as before, but his eyes were full of sarcasm, even the person involved, Shen Zhuo himself, couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

"you--"

"You don't need to look for it," Lin Zheshui interrupted what he hadn't said yet, and said unceremoniously: "My brother said before leaving that he didn't want to see you."

He paused, and suddenly smiled: "But I also have to thank you, at least thank you for allowing me to meet my second brother again after three years of absence."

"It's all thanks to you."

Shen Zhuo bit his lip, but did not make a sound.

But Lin Zheshui seemed to deliberately sprinkle more salt on his festering wound, and he would not give up until he saw the expression he was trying to maintain collapse.

"When I was treating your wounds, I found out that someone had poisoned you. This kind of love poison takes several years to cultivate. It is something unique to Xisha Miaojiang. Ordinary people have never even heard of it. Even I I also heard a little bit from ancient books and classics—you said this kind of poison, who put it on you?"

Shen Zhuo's face turned pale, and he said calmly, "He has already told me."

"Oh," Lin Zheshui responded casually, "He has always been like this. This kind of seedling Gu is divided into child Gu and mother Gu. He will not only lay it on you, but also introduce the mother Gu into his blood."

Shen Zhuo was taken aback.

"Once the Gu worms enter the blood, they will devour the essence and blood energy of the person. It will take less than ten years for them to be sucked up completely by these Gu worms as nourishment."

Lin Zheshui took these words as a chat after dinner, and explained everything to Shen Zhuo in detail, including how to refine the alphabet Gu and how to introduce the mother Gu into the meridians; Shen Zhuo's face became paler the more he listened Incessantly, he almost lost his color in the end.

"What's wrong with you, Your Majesty?" Lin Zheshui stopped talking, and asked him in surprise, "I just took the medicine, so it shouldn't be like this. Why do you look so ugly?"

"..."

do not talk.

You stop talking.

The past is reflected in front of my eyes like a revolving lantern, the person is either smiling at him, or angry at him, or making fun of his childishness, all the scenes are in front of my eyes, clearly so close, but it seems so far away that I can't touch him at all Can't touch.

It's hard to believe that the person who once said that he wanted to "accompany you forever" would be so heartless that he would even take his own life to do it, just to keep pestering him less;

Shen Zhuo panicked, brother, is it impossible to get your forgiveness for the mistakes I made to you?