After Xianjun lost his memory, Mozun just wanted to leave his husband

"Don't even think about it!"

The silence in Epiphyllum Pavilion was broken by a rough roar, and everyone looked over.

The Third Elder Chu slapped the table hard, leaned forward, stared at the person sitting opposite, and said harshly: "Yin Wancan, who knows what kind of heart you are in, I, the eldest disciple of Chuzong, is here with you. Such a thing happened in Mogong Yueyu, where do you have the face to want someone from us?"

The sound of heavy breathing is particularly obvious in the pavilion.The way he looked at that person was like an eagle, vicious and repulsive.

"I'm not here to quarrel with you today. Third Elder Chu doesn't have to be so aggressive."

The cool voice lifted the spirits of everyone in the pavilion, and they could picture in their minds what an astonishing appearance it was just by hearing the voice.

The disciple serving behind Elder Chu couldn't help but raised his head, glanced at the man secretly, unexpectedly met the same cold eyes, wet cold sweat broke out on his back immediately, his heart was beating wildly, and he hurriedly lowered his head .

Yin Wanshen casually looked away, holding the teacup in his hand, and lightly pecked.When it hangs down slightly, the crystal clear and round bead hanging on the left ear slowly shakes and shines.

"Aggressive?" Third Elder Chu snorted, his dark face was full of disdain, and his words contained contempt, "Which of my words is not true, if it wasn't for you, how could he suffer?"

He flicked the ashes from the hem of his jersey, and said with a sneer, "If I were you, I would never have the shame to come to my Chuzong."

"I'm afraid I will disappoint the third elder. This deity has never valued appearance."

Yin Wanshen put down the teacup, put his pale and cold fingertips on the golden mask on hand, and rubbed back and forth along the arc.I couldn't help but feel it was funny, Chu San couldn't even step on people's pain.

At this time, another person walked in.Before he got close, he heard someone laughing and saying: "Zunzhu Yin, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Hearing this exaggerated shout, Yin Wan thought in his heart that there was another kind.

"Fourth Elder." Yin Wanshen nodded slightly.

Fourth Elder Chu replied with a smile, and sat down beside the Third Elder, "I heard you shouting from a long distance away, so what can't I say properly?"

"Ask him!" The third elder cursed badly, turned his head and kept silent.

Yin Wancan looked at the two, still leaning on the armrest/playing with the mask, but there was a little more impatience in his eyes, "How long will Sect Master Chu arrive?"

"Quickly, quickly," the fourth elder wiped the sweat from his brow, "The suzerain is rushing over from the Book Pavilion."

With the Fourth Elder present, it was rare for Yin Wancan to be quiet for a moment.The third elder made him so noisy that he had a headache, wishing he could sew that noisy big mouth shut with a needle and thread, give him two more mouths, and throw him into a cold and damp dungeon to cure his short mouth.

The tea in the teacup ran out and was refilled. Halfway through the second cup, Chu Yushan finally appeared in front of everyone.

"metropolitan."

The third and fourth elders got up and saluted.

Yin Wanshen sat firmly on the chair. According to his seniority, he should salute, but today he was in a bad mood and put on the air of a lord. He narrowed his eyes idlely and carefully looked at the head of the Chu Sect——Chu Yushan.

Chu Yushan didn't look old, but his temples were already gray, his body didn't smell like an old man, instead it was stained with the strong smell of ink from the scrolls, and Yin Wanshen frowned.

"Honorable Lord Yin has been waiting for a long time." Chu Yushan hurried past Yin Wancan and took a seat on the first seat.

Yin Wanshen didn't want to talk nonsense with him, and said bluntly: "Where is the person, I will take him away."

Chu Yushan looked at the handsome lord who was dressed in black, and despite the cover, he could still see the unsightly expression. He paused and changed his words: "I'm afraid it won't work."

Yin Wanshen's displeasure was already on his face, and he might explode at any time, "He is mine, so you can't do it if you say so?"

Hearing that the third elder was about to have a seizure again, the fourth elder quickly pressed his arm with his hands and motioned him not to open his mouth.What Yin Wancan said was the truth, and their disciples of Chu Zong were indeed "his people".

Chu Yushan also frowned and coughed, "Shi Chao's health is not well yet, so it's not suitable to toss back and forth, besides..."

"Besides what?" Yin Wancan was most annoyed by Chu Yushan's inability to speak well, but at this moment he missed the quick words of the third elder, so he turned to look at the third elder, "Say it."

The third elder pushed away the fourth elder's hand and sneered: "Okay, I'll tell you. Besides what? Besides, he doesn't remember you."

"Shut up." Chu Yushan scolded in a low voice, "Take him out."

The third elder looked at Yin Wancan's bloodless face, smiled happily, got up and left Epiphyllum Pavilion without being dragged by the fourth elder.

The four elders followed closely behind and left.

The servants withdrew, leaving only Yin Wanshen and Chu Yushan in the pavilion.

"What's wrong with him?" Yin Wanshen gritted his teeth, his eyes tearing open.The cold voice finally had ups and downs, "I searched for him for two days after his accident, why did you send me a letter today."

Chu Yushan shook his head, "I can't explain a few words, but you will understand after seeing him."

Yin Wanshen got up to leave, and heard Chu Yushan say, "You'd better be prepared, it's not quite right to face him from time to time."

Yin Wanshen took a deep look at him and left.

When Yin Wancan's figure disappeared, Chu Yushan's gaze fell on the golden mask that Yin Wancan had forgotten.

A sigh echoed in Epiphyllum Pavilion, full of helplessness.

Standing on Cangbi Peak, Chu Zong is one of the three great families of immortals in the world of cultivating immortals. There are many disciples inside and outside the sect, talented people come out in large numbers, and there are countless people who are famous all over the world.

And Chu Yushan's eldest disciple, Chengyuan Lord Chu Shichao, who is currently the head of the Immortal Family's son, is one of the talents.Compared with other talents of the Chu Sect, Chu Shichao was superior in everything and was more famous than them.

But this "name", apart from praise, only puzzlement and belittling remain.

There is no other reason, who made him entangled/entangled with Yin Wancan, the current lord of the demonic way.

At the beginning, there was a lot of trouble about the two people's pact, and everyone in the immortal world laughed at the fact that the century-old Chu Zong had a traitor.That is to say, there has been no dispute between good and evil for many years, otherwise he would be the first to die.

And this traitor was lying weakly on the couch with a pale Zhang Jun face.

Yin Wan stood aside, with complicated eyes.

It's just that he hasn't seen him for three days, and his frisky Taoist companion has turned into this picture of a living dead.If you let him know who did it, he will have his muscles pulled out and his body broken into pieces, and he will not be able to reincarnate!

"Time."

Putting cold fingers on the side of Chu Shichao's face, Yin Wanshen poked lightly. Seeing that he was still awake, he exerted more strength, leaving a round mark on Chu Shichao's handsome face.

Seeing this, the boy who was serving behind him couldn't bear it, and said softly: "Yin Zun... Your lord, senior brother..."

"He hasn't woken up?" Yin Wancan asked back.

"I woke up for half an hour yesterday, and fell asleep again." The boy shivered, not daring to look at the handsome Lord, and trotted to bring in the medicine bowl from the table outside, "Three times a day, the medicine still hasn't recovered."

Sitting on the edge of the couch, the boy took the medicine bowl and blew on the cooling air, scooped up a spoonful of the dark medicine juice and handed it to Chu Shichao's lips.Yin Wanshen watched helplessly as the spoon entered Chu Shichao's mouth, and the boy fed the medicine.

The hot concoction flowed down his neck, scalding his skin red.

"Look, my lord, the eldest brother can't feed the medicine at all, and every time he feeds the medicine, he has to toss for an hour."

Yin Wanshen looked coldly at the boy who was no more than half a head taller than the table, running around the room in a hurry to find the cloth towel, but he couldn't see the cloth towel was draped over his shoulders.

"Idiot." Yin Wanshen cursed in a low voice, pulled out her handkerchief from her sleeve, and then wiped off the medicine juice on Chu Shichao's neck.He squeezed the wet underwear, and his face became darker and darker.

"The huge Chu Zong can't find anyone with sharp hands and feet," Yin Wancan was dissatisfied, his voice rose and fell with his chest, he helped Chu Shichao up, leaned him on the soft pillow at the head of the bed, "perfunctory."

There was no movement outside for a while, and Yin Wanshen had no time to think about what the boy was doing, so she stood up and searched for Chu Shichao's clean clothes all over the room.

As soon as he got out of the screen, he bumped into Chu Yushan head-on.

"Honorable Lord Yin, don't worry," Chu Yushan said softly.

"I'm not in a hurry," Yin Wanshen sneered, shaking his left earring, "what am I in a hurry for?"

As soon as the yin and yang were strange, he stopped talking and went to find his inner clothes.

Seeing Yin Wanshen's busy figure, Chu Yushan's eyes darkened, he stroked his beard with his big hand, turned and went into the room.Chu Shichao was still asleep, and just as Chu Yushan was about to approach, his eyelids trembled twice, and he opened his eyes in a daze.

"Shichao, you're awake." Chu Yushan hurriedly stepped forward and supported Chu Shichao who was about to get up, "Your body is still weak, so lie down properly."

Chu Shichao was dizzy and couldn't see the person in front of him clearly. He was relieved when he heard the voice of his master Chu Yushan, knowing that he had returned to Chuzong.

"It's my disciple's unfilial piety that made Master worry." Chu Shichao coughed twice, his vision gradually cleared up, but he still had a headache.

Chu Yushan sat down beside him, put his fingers on his wrist, and examined him carefully.Chu Shichao's pulse was much better than yesterday's, but it was still a little messy.

"As long as you have nothing to do," Chu Yushan said.

"What's wrong with Wanqian?" Chu Shi Chaoqiang cheered up, "I vaguely remember that he was injured by a demon."

Wanqian is an inner disciple of Chu Shichao who is close friends with Chu Clan, Chu Wanqian.

Chu Yushan glanced past him and landed on the medicine bowl beside him.Chu Wanqian was indeed injured by a demon, but that was already five years ago.

There was no time to respond, so Yin Wancan asked as he walked, "What did the third elder just say?"

Yin Wanshen just turned around the screen, and as soon as she raised her eyes, she met her open and bright eyes.This handsome face like the moon, with the wind on the corners of the lips, and the bright eyes and brows, has long been memorized by heart.But in an instant, Yin Wancan still clearly felt that his heart had been tightly clenched, which was more exciting than practicing a great skill/dharma.

Chu Shichao, who had lowered his eyes to talk to Chu Yushan, heard an unfamiliar voice, and was summoned by some kind of secret, so he raised his eyelids and fixed his eyes on the visitor.In a trance, Chu Shichao took a breath, his eyes couldn't be more clear, the chaotic pain in his head dissipated instantly, leaving only the satisfied comfort.

He couldn't help wondering, how could there be such a good-looking person in the world, so good-looking that people forget the pain.

"Master, who is this?" Chu Shizhao's gaze paused on Yin Wancan's round bead in his left ear.

Chu Yushan glanced over Chu Shichao complicatedly, then turned to Yin Wancan.After pondering for a moment, "Yes..."

Yin Wanshen raised his eyebrows and looked at him, his eyes flashed with deliberation, and when he looked up again, he couldn't see anything unusual. He pinched his underwear and said, "Sect Master Chu ordered you to come and take care of you."

Chu Yushan coughed hard twice, and glared at Yin Wancan under the cover of stroking his beard.

Yin Wanshen ignored him, and his thoughts were all on Chu Shichao.Combining all kinds of things, he already guessed what happened to Chu Shichao—his number one Taoist companion in the world has lost his memory!

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"Project to Save the Sick Husband [Transmigration Book]"

Copywriting: "After the young master of Xiang's mansion married into Prince Xuan's mansion, King Xuan, who is sick, can stand up!"

As soon as this news came out, the whole people were in an uproar from the deep palace to the common people.

I heard that the young master Yao Yushen is ugly and as stupid as a pig and dog. If he didn't match his horoscope, he wouldn't be worthy of King Xuan at all!

Looking at it now, they are a fool matched with a sick child, a match made in heaven!

Having seen enough jokes, at the annual Wanhua Festival, everyone saw King Xuan walking with a man as handsome as a fairy.

Behave intimately, like a fairy companion.

Everyone thought that this person was the new love that King Xuan was looking for, but they heard him cough and call that person softly: "Princess."

Crowd: ? ? ?

princess? !he? !

It looks ugly!

Liar isn't it? !

Once Yao Yushen became the short-lived concubine Xuan in the book, there was only one way to survive—to let Xuan Wang survive.

He is a liberal arts student, he can neither prick an needle nor dispense medicine, how can he be saved? !

On the wedding night in the bridal chamber, Yao Yu looked deeply at the handsome King Xuan lying on the bed, his face was like an ancient pond, but his heart was overwhelmed.

Why did King Xuan have three big characters "death value" on his head? !

Yao Yu wanted to cry but had no tears, but the red eyes had another meaning in Qiu Jianghe's eyes.

Qiu Jianghe: "My king heard that the princess does not want to marry me."

Yao Yushen nodded and watched Qiu Jianghe's death value change from 95 to 96.

Ok?

Qiu Jianghe: "Do you want to leave?"

Yao Yushen nodded wildly, he doesn't want to be a man's wife!

As a result... the death value changed from 96 to 98.

What followed was that Qiu Jianghe's face turned blue and his breathing was difficult.

Yao Yushen:! ! !

"you……"

Yao Yushen interrupted Qiu Jianghe and blurted out: "I'm not leaving."

The voice fell, the death value: 94.

He didn't believe in evil, and said tentatively, "I'll leave tomorrow."

The death value slowly became 95.

Yao Yushen: ...

Take care of me, don't you? !

Later, Qiu Jianghe recovered from his illness and was no longer in danger of death, Yao Yushen was also ready to leave.

"Want to leave?" The handsome and strong man grabbed his waist and pulled him into his arms forcefully.

"Today's love story, the princess hasn't said it to the king yet."

After a while, Yao Yushen looked at his belly getting bigger day by day,

Yao Yushen: I actually forgot that this is a QAQ for a child!

Edible Guidelines:

①1V1HE

②Love talker shou × love to listen to love talk gong

③Gong is really sick, and his body will recover later, xx is not a problem (can this be said!)

④ Zai Zai will appear later!