Twilight Cloud Returns

Half an hour ago.

When Chu Mohen heard about Wuqing's illness, he also sighed regretfully, "I thought it was the heavy rain in the capital that caused Mr. Qing's cold, but I don't know that he already has a cold in his body... If I had known this, I would Wang will definitely not send him back to Huishan Temple that day, he will definitely ask the imperial physician to heal him..."

Yun Chuxiu didn't know that Wuqing was besieged outside the wine shop in the capital before. He just heard that Wuqing fell into a serious illness during the period when Wuqing was not by his side. He subconsciously became nervous and asked anxiously. Said: "Little Huangshu, what is going on?"

Chu Mohen was surprised by Yun Chuxiu's reaction, but he still told him in detail what Wuqing had experienced that day.

Yun Chuxiu's face became more and more ugly as she listened, the light in her eyes seemed to be a sharp knife, which could instantly seal her throat and stop the lips and tongues of those ignorant people who wantonly spread rumors.

At the same time, he felt even more distressed - this fool, let others discuss what they want to say.Compared with Ah Qing, his reputation is insignificant.

Yun Chuxiu stood up abruptly, and said anxiously: "Little Huangshu, my nephew will go to see Ah Qing first..."

Chu Mohen has long noticed that the relationship between these two people is not normal, "Go quickly... I am also responsible for this matter, the person who didn't help you take care of you..."

He hurriedly left the front hall, just in time to bump into Xiao Fu who looked flustered.

Xiao Fu even forgot to salute, panicked and said: "General, go and see the young master! For some reason, the young master fainted on the way back to the wing, and even vomited a big mouthful of blood!"

Upon hearing this, Yun Chuxiu immediately quickened her pace, and Xiaofu trotted behind to catch up with him.

He reprimanded him as he walked quickly: "Young master is still ill, why didn't you keep an eye on him, instead let him out of the wing!"

Xiaofu was also really wronged, but he didn't dare to defend himself.

Yun Chuxiu then asked: "Young Master, why do you want to leave the wing?"

Xiaofu panted, and replied intermittently: "I don't know...but the young master came towards the front hall, and finally walked to the door, and turned back for some reason..."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice was, because Xiaofu caught a glimpse of the general from the corner of his eye, as if he was about to throw a thunderbolt in the next second...

When Yun Chuxiu heard that Wuqing had come to look for her, her footsteps stopped suddenly.

His mood eased a little, and he said, "When will the young master come?"

"About a quarter of an hour ago."

a quarter of an hour ago...

Yun Chuxiu thought back, it should be when he was chatting with the little Huangshu just now, he mentioned Ah Qing's illness...

Oops!

Yun Chuxiu patted her forehead regretfully!

It must be that he heard the words in Guyong City, and blamed himself for not being able to rescue him earlier, so he left and returned...

Yun Chuxiu is very upset now.

He was afraid that Ah Qing would be overwhelmed by this situation, so he chose to hide it, pretending that he had just arrived that day... Unexpectedly, the last thing he didn't want to happen happened after all...

Yun Chuxiu anxiously wanted to explain clearly, and at the same time, she was even more worried about Wuqing's illness. Her feet felt like the wind was blowing, and she came to the front of the wing, but she didn't expect to hear Wuqing's sickly heart said in ashes as soon as she entered the door: "No Drink it, throw it away..."

All of this is his Yun Chuxiu's fault, why does this fool use his own body to punish him?

It was like putting his heart in hot oil and torturing him repeatedly.

Yun Chuxiu was angry with himself even more because he didn't cherish his body, so he could not help but turn up the volume, and said sullenly, "Who can say that!"

When Wuqing heard the familiar voice, his heart suddenly tugged, but he still maintained the posture of not seeing people just now, with his back turned to him, and he didn't even want to say anything.

Yun Chuxiu directly snatched the medicine bowl from the maidservant's hand, worry and anger intertwined between her brows.

He sat on the side of the bed, tested the temperature of the medicine soup, restrained his temper just now, lowered his posture and said softly: "Ah Qing, get up and take the medicine..."

Wuqing remained motionless, like a dead fish stranded on the beach, and did not want to see him again.

The servant girl smelled something bad, and immediately went down with a courtesy.

In the huge wing room, apart from the bitter smell of medicine dregs, there is only a faint scent of magnolia lingering in it.

Seeing that Wuqing was still resisting, Yun Chuxiu was even more angry, her tone was much heavier than last time, "Ah Qing, get up and take medicine."

It was originally a title called out when love words were lingering in my ears, but now there is no warmth at all.

Wuqing also seemed to be determined to fight against him, and replied stubbornly: "Don't drink!"

His answer completely angered Yun Chuxiu, who blurted out: "Wuqing!"

Wuqing lay on the bed, trembling suddenly.

He had intimately called himself "Ah Ching", "Little Fool", and "Stupid Cat", but he had never called himself by his original Dharma name so formally and angrily.

Filled with grievances surged up in an instant.

He pulled the quilt over and continued to fight Yun Chuxiu with silent movements.

Yun Chuxiu was really furious.

Calling him a stupid cat is really a stupid cat!

Have the same temper as the wild cats in the mountains!

It was he who did something wrong, why is this person competing with himself!He beat and scolded as much as he wanted, even if he was asked to parade in the streets of Liangzhou City immediately with his shirtless arms and a big wooden sign saying "I was wrong" hanging around his neck, he would still do so.

But what is this donkey who is more stubborn than a donkey doing now, not taking medicine when he is sick, and trampling his heart by trampling his body?

He looked at Wuqing who wrapped himself up like a caterpillar in the spring, raised his head and poured a big mouthful of medicinal soup into his mouth, brutally pulled off the quilt covering Wuqing's body, and violently broke his face Zheng, without any intention of sympathizing with the fragrance and cherishing the jade, forcibly opened his jaw and poured him the medicinal soup mixed with the scent of magnolia.

Wuqing never thought that this person would have such a "sinister" trick!

He pushed Zhihuan with both hands in disobedience, biting his lips with two small canine teeth, until the strong smell of blood flowed into his mouth, Wuqing realized that even if there was blood, this person would have to Send the medicine into your stomach.

As Wuqing's throat was forced to slide up and down, the medicine for healing was finally swallowed, and Yun Chuxiu left his lips.

He squinted at the more than half of the medicine soup left, quickly pulled off the belt around his waist, raised Wuqing's dishonest hands above his head, tied a knot tightly, and tied it to the bedpost.

When Wuqing was treated like this by him, he scolded angrily: "Yun Chuxiu! You are despicable and shameless!"

He gently wiped away the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth bitten by Wuqing, slightly hooked the corners of his lips, adding a bit of evil charm and sarcasm to his smile.

"Okay, then let me show you the truly despicable and shameless side of this king!"

He took another mouthful of the decoction, lowered his head and rudely passed the decoction between Wuqing's lips.

"Well..." Wuqing's legs were suppressed by him, and his hands were bound, unable to struggle, he could only express his strong dissatisfaction with his dilated pupils.

Wuqing breathed a sigh of relief until the last drop was fed.

He thought the coercion was over, but he didn't expect that while he was distracted, his dexterous big tongue continued to forcefully attack the city inside, hooking his lilac uvula, desperately sucking up all his body fluid.

Wuqing shook her waist and twisted her body to avoid this man's despicable kiss, but she didn't expect this move to anger him even more.

Yun Chuxiu violently tore open the skirt of his chest, and his skin, which was whiter than the heavy snow falling from the frontier, appeared in front of his eyes.

Wuqing's chest fluctuated strongly with emotion, and was stained with a little bit of red because of anger, tempting the heartstrings of the person on the waist.

Yun Chuxiu looked at Wuqing who was full of resentment and anger, and all the blood in his body seemed to rush to somewhere in an instant.

Controlled by lust, he leaned over and licked two ripe red cherries, all the way down...

Wuqing trembled all over, obviously he was the one who did the wrong thing, and in the end it was himself who was tortured and wronged, who wanted to resist but was eaten to death, and was treated by him as a cat who could be coaxed when he was happy, and could be trampled when he was angry. No Halal really uncomfortable.

He tugged at the belt that tightly bound his wrist, even if his hands were torn, he couldn't escape.

Seeing that the last layer of small clothes was about to be removed by him, Wuqing couldn't bear it any longer, and began to sob and cry.

As soon as he cried, Yun Chuxiu's heart flustered instantly.

He immediately stopped his meng lang behavior, and only then did he have a clear consciousness in his mind - what kind of bastard did he do just now!

Yun Chuxiu suddenly pulled the quilt over to save Wu Qing from catching a cold.

He quickly untied the belt on Wuqing's hand, his wrist was worn to the point of red marks, and in the next second he was slapped loudly by Wuqing.

Yun Chuxiu was beaten and scolded, but never fought back, and knelt on the bed obediently.

Wuqing wrapped the quilt tightly around her body without leaving a single gap, with tears still in the corners of her eyes, she said coldly, "I don't want to see you again."

Yun Chuxiu was like a child who did something wrong, she lowered her eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay... I'll go, you must remember to drink the medicine..."

He left Wuqing's wing with a bulging, still thriving somewhere.

Seeing the general come out of the wing with a dejected look, Xiao Fu hesitated on the spot.

He said cautiously: "General..."

Yun Chuxiu let out a long sigh, and said, "Find a big wooden sign."

When he walked away, the servant girl at the side asked Xiaofu suspiciously: "Why does the general want to find a wooden sign?"

Xiaofu looked at Wuqing's room with a sad face, and boldly stated his speculation: "Probably the general thinks that his 'death' is coming soon, so he should write a memorial tablet for himself in advance..."

I don't know how long it has passed, Wuqing was tired from lying on the bed, he got up and changed a new clothes, when he was putting on his boots, he suddenly heard the commotion outside, Xiaofu's voice was urgent and sharp: "General, this You can't do it! What are you going to do!"

Wuqing snorted lightly, what kind of moth is this man trying to fix!

Even if he hangs a sign and runs around the streets of Liangzhou City to show the public, Wu Qing will never forgive this dissolute and deceitful disciple!

He simply took off the boots he had just put on again, lay back on the bed, covered his ears angrily, and recited the Heart Sutra silently in his heart.

But people have always been contradictory and complicated, the more they want to ignore it, but when they close their eyes, they are all in their minds.

Wuqing chanted, his mind immediately ran to the courtyard, thinking: He can't really do something out of line... Should I go out and have a look... Forget it, don't go out and hit the disciple The scheming of the little prince!

His thoughts were flying wildly, only to hear Xiaofu knock on the door anxiously and say: "Young master, go and persuade the general! The general has gone crazy for some reason, and now he is shirtless in the courtyard, and he wants to parade through the streets to get what he wants You forgive me!"

"It's such a cold day, what if the general catches a cold!"