Everyone except me knows that I'm a broken sleeve

The rivers and lakes were turbulent, and the rumors of Fenghuang Ling intensified. The fluctuations even affected people in the court, and many officials were dismissed and investigated.

The Demon Sect is well aware that the peace it has obtained over the past few decades has not come easily, so it has no intention of telling the truth.Does anyone believe that it is one of them, and it is really not worth the candle to bring about a murder.

Amidst the chaos and slaughter, Peach Blossom Valley remained unchanged.With the arrival of spring, layers of peach blossoms have formed buds, and a few flowers in early spring have already bloomed enthusiastically.

Day after day, the medicine boys collected medicines to prepare medicines, memorized medical books in the house, and played by the stream.It seems that the disputes in the rivers and lakes outside the valley have nothing to do with them, this kind of peace and tranquility is almost to a degree of isolation from the world.

Gu Xiaoyong sat upright in his room, and the table was covered with various medical books and medicinal materials for people to identify.The faint fragrance of bitter medicine lingers on the tip of the nose, mixed with the fragrance of one or two peach blossoms, giving people a sense of tranquility and serenity.

And there was a person lying on the bed in the side room. This person was extremely handsome, but lying on the bed with a sickly face gave people a feeling of being too beautiful.His eyes were closed tightly, his slender eyelashes were distinct, and the sunlight from outside the window poured in, leaving a long shadow on his face.

Gu Xiaoyong put down the medical book in his hand, and rubbed his temples wearily.Then he stood up, walked slowly to the side room, and half-kneeled in front of the bed again.

Yu Xueyuan tightly closed his eyes, not intending to open them at all.

The warm and jade-like temperament on his body disappeared completely with his coma, and now he looked like a statue covered in frost.Just touch it and take a look, the chill will seep in from the fingers, the kind that makes people tremble all over.

Gu Xiaoyong wiped Yu Xueyuan's face and neck with a hot towel, and ferried Yu Xueyuan in with warm soup in his mouth.Then he stuffed a few candies into his mouth, chewed and frowned and said, "You should really thank me for being righteous and never giving up, otherwise I could have thrown you outside just because of the fact that I used my mouth to pass the medicine." Feed the wolves."

The white wolf dozing in the yard suddenly pricked up its ears, lazily opened its eyes, and then slowly closed them again.

"This bowl of medicine is at least 100 taels of silver." Gu Xiaoyong began to calculate with his fingers, "Three bowls a day, plus labor costs, accommodation costs, and my personal care costs."

"Tut tsk tsk." Gu Xiaoyong shook his head, "Old Yu, aren't you going bankrupt?"

The person on the bed remained silent.

Gu Xiaoyong's eyes are full of bloodshot eyes. These days, he has been busy staying up late to read medical books, went to various places to ask for medical skills, went to the mountains to collect herbs, and opened a fire to boil medicine. Almost all of Yu Xueyuan's affairs were taken care of by him alone.The whole person is tired and sleepy, extremely tired.

The sun outside the window is just right, and the breeze is not dry.Gu Xiaoyong sat on the ground beside the bed, couldn't help but move his head bit by bit, propped up on the edge of the bed, and fell asleep slowly.

Moon yawned, walked into the room lightly, bit the thick clothes on the side cabinet with her mouth and put them on Gu Xiaoyong.He also got down on his stomach, silently guarding his master like a loyal guardian.

After about a stick of incense, the chirping of birds came from outside the window.Gu Xiaoyong suddenly woke up from his sleep, he got up anxiously to check Yu Xueyuan's body, and tremblingly felt for Yu Xueyuan's weak pulse.After confirming that the pulse was stable, he breathed a sigh of relief, slid down limply, and yawned on top of the wolf.

A gust of wind blew into the room, and in a blink of an eye, Ying Er's figure was already kneeling upright in front of Gu Xiaoyong.He said with a serious face: "Master, some shops under our name have lost a lot of money because of the complicated disputes in the rivers and lakes."

"Let those people lose money, and if they can't, take off their clothes and hang them on the city wall." Gu Xiaoyong said lazily, "Also, don't call me master, your serious master is not dead yet."

Ying Er lowered his head: "He has given orders to his subordinates, and his subordinates dare not disobey."

Earlier, Yu Xueyuan had made all the plans.If he dies, all his belongings will be transferred to Gu Xiaoyong's name, including the carefully cultivated shadow guard.He also asked the shadow guards to tell Gu Xiaoyong how he got these powers and property, and the degree of difficulty was unimaginable.

Only in this way, Gu Xiaoyong will focus on management, and Yu Xueyuan's figure will come to mind from time to time.Even if he marries another wife, the memory of Yu Xueyuan will remain deep until his death.

This kind of domineering and gentle encroachment is really what Yu Xueyuan can do.

Gu Xiaoyong played with Yu Xueyuan's fingers depressedly, couldn't help biting his mouth, and then asked: "Have you collected all the evidence for the news I gave you?"

"It's only half completed." Ying Er replied, "The geographical area is too wide, and because of the recent disputes, many witnesses have died in accidents, and it is very difficult for the brothers to find them."

Gu Xiaoyong had anticipated this, so he asked again: "How is that one in the palace?"

"Many people have already reported the disasters and banditry in Yan'an." Ying Er replied, "It's just that the emperor ignored them and stayed in the harem every day to drink and have fun with the empress."

"Isn't there a note to impeach the queen?" Gu Xiaoyong yawned, "Father, when will they react?"

"Yes, it's just being suppressed." Ying Er answered the first question first, and then said, "According to your order, we have told the general to stand still, so the general and the others are just going up and down step by step. No dealings with other officials."

Everything was going according to plan, Gu Xiaoyong settled down in his heart, and waved Ying Er to retreat.

As soon as Ying Er left, the door was pushed open in the next second. Jian Qingzhu had a calm face, with a hot meal in his hand, and said coldly: "Brother, it's time to eat."

Gu Xiaoyong opened his mouth shamelessly: "Ah——"

Jian Qingzhu ignored him, put the food on the table at the side, turned around and frowned and said, "It's only the beginning of spring, brother sitting on the ground is not afraid of catching cold?"

"It's okay, your brother is thick-skinned." Gu Xiaoyong waved his hand, but subconsciously stood up obediently, walked to the table and sat down, "Who made today's meal, it smells pretty good."

"Me." Jian Qingzhu said lightly, "Senior brother has not eaten enough food these few days, so I made some medicinal food."

He strengthened his tone: "It must be eaten up."

Gu Xiaoyong touched his nose, and said awkwardly: "Oh, oh, good."

Jian Qingzhu stared at Gu Xiaoyong as he finished his meal, then walked to the bedside, feeling Yu Xueyuan's pulse with some distaste, then stuffed his hand into the quilt again, and said coldly: "He won't die in a short time."

"That's it!" Gu Xiaoyong was quite proud, "Your brother and I personally boiled the medicine, how can it be bad."

Jian Qingzhu said: "Brother, did you kiss him?"

Gu Xiaoyong was startled, and his ears blushed belatedly: "I'm just giving medicine, okay, what the hell is a kiss."

"When I was sick before, brother, you always force-fed it." Jian Qingzhu's voice was a little colder, "You still hated the bitterness of the medicine, and you didn't even want to smell it."

Gu Xiaoyong laughed: "...Yes, is it? Why don't I remember?"

The junior brother was so angry that he rushed out of the door.

Gu Xiaoyong shouted from behind: "Little Zhuzi, you haven't taken the bowl yet!!!"

After a while of silence outside, Jian Qingzhu walked in with a cold face, without even looking at her senior brother, she walked out with a bowl.

Gu Xiaoyong couldn't help but burst out laughing.

After laughing, he touched Yu Xueyuan's neck, leaned over and sucked the other person's face like a hooligan, then walked out of the side room shaking his head, and continued to read.

The days went on as usual, and Luo Yinchuan came here once in the summer.He sat on the window sill and watched Gu Xiaoyong go about his business, and when he finally kissed Yu Xueyuan's face, he couldn't help but pull out the knife from his waist.

Gu Xiaoyong stopped him: "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing." Luo Yinchuan had a playful expression on his face, and his whole body was full of indifference, "I was just thinking, if I cut my own neck with a knife, would you also take advantage of my coma secretly kiss me on the face."

The glaring light outside shone from behind him, making it difficult to see the expression on his face.Holding a thick medical book in his hand, Gu Xiaoyong couldn't tell whether the other party's tone was mostly joking or serious.

Unable to understand what this hooligan was thinking, Gu Xiaoyong just didn't bother to talk about it, and grabbed the knife from the opponent's hand: "It's just right, you are in a coma. This knife can also be borrowed from me to cut medicine."

He muttered and added: "The stinky old man is too stingy, the medicine-cutting knife in Yigu has been used for more than ten years and we are still not willing to change it."

Luo Yinchuan paused, his complexion not very good.He held back for a while, and finally couldn't help but said: "I made this knife out of meteoric iron from the Cold Mountain, and I specially invited Master Yizhi to make it for me."

"You fucking use it to cut medicine?" Luo Yinchuan couldn't bear to look directly at him, "Stinky boy, do you really understand knives?"

Gu Xiaoyong deliberately smiled and played tricks: "Then I will use it to peel my peaches? The peaches in the valley are big and sweet, and the hair sticks to my mouth."

Luo Yinchuan was not happy, and took his knife back, and wiped it in his arms very preciously: "My knife is used to kill people, how can I peel it for you."

Gu Xiaoyong smiled and shook his head, walked slowly to the chair by the window and sat down, lowered his head and continued to read his medical books.

For nearly half a year, he has been reading in the Medical Valley, and the enthusiastic youthful atmosphere on his body has faded, and more of the peace and gentleness of youth.Like the settled peach blossom wine, it becomes more and more mellow, with a fascinating sweetness.