The invincible chivalrous fragrance of the East

Zhao Nuanzhou opened his mouth, showing a helpless smile, and a forbearance appeared on his handsome face. Although he felt the physical pain was unbearable, he comforted Dongfang Bubai instead, saying: "It doesn't matter, it's fine."

Dongfang Bubai glanced at this brave man, and said sullenly: "Who said it's okay? I was doing my own thing, but you just added another trouble to me by messing around, don't you know?" Know?"

Hearing this, the man suddenly felt a little embarrassed and guilty. Originally, he also knew that with Dongfang Bubai's current level, it would be easy to find the female killer's flaws, but when he saw that Gu Xin was aiming at Dongfang... The moment Bubai sprinted away, he emptied his head and rushed forward to block the blow as if his body was out of control.

It has become a joke, but this is also expected.

There was a throbbing pain in his heart, and he didn't know whether it was the residual poison of the medicine that Zhao Buchang had given him before or if he really felt distressed. Zhao Nuanzhou couldn't help raising his eyebrows, but fearing that Dongfang Bubai would get too angry, he pretended to laugh again, saying : "It was indeed my mistake this time, Invincible..."

The change in the man's expression was clearly seen by Dongfang Bubai. He pursed his lips, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Zhao Nuanzhou, what exactly do you want?"

Dongfang Bubai stretched out his hand to gently touch that handsome face, his eyes were seldom clear with bewilderment, like onion jade fingers that had soothed the corners of his resolute eyes and brows over and over again, then he lowered his head and exhaled softly on the man's face: "You stay with me because you want to What?"

Zhao Nuanzhou thought for a moment and replied, "You go back with me, or I stay by your side, it's the same."

"So," he looked at the complex look in Dongfang Bubai's eyes, and said, "You really don't want to marry me?"

The rain-washed pear blossoms outside the window are still blooming wantonly, and a chilly wind brings the sound of rustling rain and leaves swaying together. Looking around, the bedroom is quiet and undisturbed, except for the fat yellow bird by the window sill. No third pair of eyes.

Dongfang Bubai suddenly realized that it was not the first time he had heard the word "marry", but every time he heard it, his mood was somewhat similar, surprised and slightly happy, but after deep thinking, these emotions finally They all turned into cold rationality.

He looked at Zhao Nuanzhou, and the look in this man's eyes was sincere and serious, with determination and affection in his eyes, which made Dongfang Bubai a little puzzled.

He suddenly let go of Zhao Nuanzhou who was pillowed on his lap like an electric shock, jumped off the bed in a hurry, collected his expression lightly, then cleared his throat and said unhurriedly: "Young Master Zhao respects himself, if you continue like this If it goes down, I will take it seriously."

Hearing this, Zhao Nuanzhou coughed lightly, leaned on the bedpost and barely got up, and said: "So what, what I said to you is indeed the truth, I just want you to be serious, I just want you to stop avoiding me .”

His eyes were like a torch, and he was extremely serious, staring at Dongfang Bubai, as if he wanted to tear off some important disguise.

The whitish knuckles stood out sharply on the carved lacquered wood, and the blue veins in his hands were throbbing. Zhao Nuanzhou tried his best to get up from the bed and touch the indifferent Dongfang Bubai in front of him, but Dongfang Bubai Seeing this, Bubai took another two steps back, his expression became flustered, he flicked his red sleeve, and was about to open the door to leave, he didn't know why, but he felt that Dongfang Bubai would fall again if this continued. Falling into the gentle trap of a man, and then, there is no redemption, how could he let himself be captured by this man named Zhao Nuanzhou like this?

His heart tightened, he laughed at his soft heart and procrastination like Huai Chun, and when he turned his head to leave, he ignored the urgent shout behind his ears.

"...Don't go."

As soon as the words fell, there was a muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, not very loud, but it was so piercing to Dongfang Bubai's ears that he felt flustered in his heart.

"Zhao Nuanzhou, you..."

Turning around, he saw the man fell to the ground again, with a hint of unwillingness and sadness on his face, but Dongfang Bubai froze on the spot, unable to take a step.

Coincidentally, at this time, a clear and lovely voice sounded outside.

"Dongfang, I'm here to see Brother Zhao."

For some reason, Dongfang Bubai heaved a sigh of relief, and opened the door, only to see a delicate little face in front of him, with a faint smile on his face, and the silver circle around his neck glowing, which made people feel a moment of indifference. dazzling.

It was Wu Ci'er who came here.

Wu Ci'er stepped into the room, saw Zhao Nuanzhou lying on the ground, and saw the complex expression on Dongfang Bubai's face, she understood it immediately, so she walked over on her own initiative, helped Zhao Nuanzhou, and then started Taking pulse and observing for a while, he frowned and said, "Dongfang, brother Zhao has more than one kind of poison."

Hearing this, Dongfang Bubai nodded and asked: "I know this, how can I save him?"

The medicine that Zhao Nuanzhou swallowed to change his voice for Dongfang Bubai was originally a kind of poison, but now he has been poisoned by Gu Xin's hidden weapon. The latter is undoubtedly fatal. He was sent to the hospital, but fortunately he was not killed, but the famous local doctors were helpless to cure the poison.

And Wu Ci'er was born in southern Xinjiang, the hot and humid place already has many poisonous insects and Gu techniques, and most of the difficult poisons can find solutions there, and Wu Ci'er studied medicine with Li Yan when he was young. Time is much more useful than these Central Plains doctors.

He smiled, raised his head and said to Dongfang Bubai: "Don't worry, Dongfang, I have a solution here, but Dongfang has to promise me one thing."

Dongfang Bubai raised his eyebrows and said, "What, tell me."

The young man glanced at Zhao Nuanzhou, and said to Dongfang Bubai: "Brother Zhao is a good man, so you just forgive him? I can see that if you don't forgive him, even if I bring him back to life, he will find it boring." .”

Dongfang Bubai met Wu Ci'er's bright eyes, took another step back unconsciously, and said, "I don't hate him, so how can I forgive him?"

Hearing this, Wu Ci'er nodded as if he was satisfied, and said, "Dongfang is acquiescing."

Then, he got his maidservant to bring the utensils. Dongfang Bubai saw that they were nothing more than basins filled with water and clean soft towels. What was more special was Wu Ci'er's sharp knife that was roasted on a candle. Something like a knife and a few cans of powder that I carried with me.

"Brother Zhao can't rely on oral administration and mediation for this poison. Now I use some medicines from our place to pull out the sores on Brother Zhao's body first, and then..."

Wu Ci'er spoke eloquently, but Dongfang Bubai didn't care to listen. He saw the lively atmosphere on that still immature face, and recalled the miserable treatment of this young man before, and he couldn't help feeling disgusted with him. There was admiration beyond sympathy, but more of his attention was still attracted to the comatose man.

Suddenly, there was a sound of a sharp weapon falling to the ground, and Dongfang Bubai glanced at it. The thing that fell out of Zhao Nuanzhou's sleeve was a hidden sword. Character.

This Hidden Blade was also lying in his sleeve once.

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