The eunuch's husband is a boss

Su Jin had a drowsy dream, but he was not sure if it was a dream, it was real, but illusory.

He dreamed of Xiao Wangchuan, who was standing in a sea of ​​flowers, holding something in his hand, and when he approached slowly, he heard Xiao Wangchuan tell him that he had obtained the antidote, and that he would never be separated from now on.

Su Jin was overjoyed, but before he could hug Xiao Wangchuan, the other party suddenly disappeared...

Immediately after the sea of ​​flowers turned into a sea of ​​flames, Su Jin was taken aback and started looking for Xiao Wangchuan everywhere. He kept running forward, although he didn't know where to find someone, but he still didn't stop.

Finally, he saw Xiao Wangchuan lying in the sea of ​​flames ahead, and Su Jin ran over crying.

"Nine thousand years old!" Su Jin shouted and sat up from the dream.

It was already dawn outside, and Su Jin was sweating profusely, looking a little miserable.

Mu Ling was resting by the side, and when he heard the shout, he stood up reflexively, then walked towards Su Jin, and asked, "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

"I dreamed that he was nine thousand years old. He fell into the sea of ​​fire. He really fell into the sea of ​​fire! I wanted to run to save him, but I woke up before I could pass..."

Hearing Su Jin's answer, Mu Ling sighed helplessly, "Master, it's just a nightmare. It should be because he has been worrying about Lord Qiantose for the past two days. It's okay. I'll ask someone to bring the food first. Son, eat a little."

Su Jin didn't say a word, he was still immersed in the dream just now, and the sense of fear deeply occupied his heart.

After Mu Ling left, Su Jin couldn't help shedding a line of tears, and then whispered: "Nine thousand years old...you must come back safe and sound..."

At this moment, Xiao Wangchuan didn't know where he was, and he didn't know if he was dead or alive. He only knew that he was exhausted after being injured by Meng Lan's poisonous needle.

After being besieged by Meng Lan and his villa disciples, he tried his best to resist, and finally concentrated all his internal energy on his hands, and gave Meng Lan a firm palm.

As for Xiao Wangchuan himself, Meng Lan's sword pierced through his chest directly. He let out a sigh of relief, his heart was full of Su Jin, and it was Su Jin who had been supporting him to persevere.

Xiao Wangchuan fell from the cliff behind Hanyue Villa, and Meng Lan didn't know whether he was going to die or not, but there were very few people who could survive Xiao Wangchuan's palm, let alone Meng Lan's "stupid bag".

After falling off the cliff, Xiao Wangchuan used lightness skills to reduce the damage from the fall, but he couldn't hold on for long, and finally fell heavily on the ground.

His horse was still not far away. After hearing the sound, the horse broke away from the rein, ran to Xiao Wangchuan's side and kept pushing him with its mouth.

Until dawn, Xiao Wangchuan was discovered by villagers passing by to chop firewood and brought back to the village.

Xiao Wangchuan was lucky and survived, but he still didn't wake up.

The villagers bandaged and healed his wounds according to local methods, and used a herbal medicine that they couldn't even name to stop bleeding and remove blood stasis.

One day passed, and Xiao Wangchuan finally regained consciousness. He slowly opened his eyes, and the little girl next to him happily called in the busy people in the yard when he saw this.

The noise in his ears made Xiao Wangchuan frown. It took him a long time to remember what happened. He touched his shoulder blade. Although the wound was still painful, the toxicity seemed to be less.

I don't know whether it is the herbal medicine that is useful, or the elixir that I took before.

Thinking of the elixir, Xiao Wangchuan turned over himself as if shocked, but his clothes had already been changed, and the medicine box was not on his body at this time.

At this time, the villager who rescued him came in and asked concerned: "Are you okay? How do you feel?"

"Where is my stuff?! Where did it go?!" Xiao Wangchuan said nervously and anxiously.

"You mean the box?"

"Yes! Where?!"

The villager pointed to the pillow behind him and replied, "I put it next to the pillow for you, can you see if this is it?"

Hearing the sound, Xiao Wangchuan turned his head and found the box next to the pillow. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief. The strength in his whole body was completely drained in this second, and he fell back to lie on the bed again.

The villager and the woman looked at each other, and he said to the woman beside him, "You take care here, and I'll get him something to eat."

The woman nodded and walked to the side of the bed. She was a little timid, thinking that this man was so handsome and quiet when he was sleeping, why did he wake up like a different person?

The indescribable cold on her body made her dare not go forward.

"You guys saved me?" Xiao Wangchuan asked again.

The woman nodded and replied: "My father went to cut firewood and found you, so he brought you back. But you are really lucky. Did you fall off the cliff? You still have knife wounds on your body."

"thank you all."

The woman was stunned for a moment, two blushes appeared on her cheeks involuntarily, then she lowered her eyes and said, "You're welcome, it's a human life anyway, and you can't ignore it. You should take good care of your injuries first, and call me for whatever you need."

Xiao Wangchuan glanced at her, and seemed to feel something vaguely in his heart, "What's your name? After I leave and go back, someone will send some money over, and I will treat it as a reward for saving me."

"My name is Qiushuang, how about you?"

"Xiao...Xiao Jin..." Originally Xiao Wangchuan planned to tell the truth, but after thinking about how this place is also the boundary of Hanyue Villa, it is better for them to know his name less.

So as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

"Xiao Jin... I remember it! Actually, you don't have to be so polite, my father saved you not because of any benefits!"

"I know, it's just a thought. By the way, is my horse still there?"

Qiu Shuang nodded, "Yes, my father brought it back with me."

"That's good. If that's the case, I don't want to bother you. I'll go now."

Hearing that the man was about to leave just after waking up, Qiu Shuang held him down anxiously, and said, "How are you going now? With such a serious injury, where can you go? Don't you think you're going to lose your life?"

"I do have something urgent and I need to go back immediately. This little injury on my body is nothing to worry about!"

Seeing that she couldn't stop herself, Qiu Shuang hurriedly yelled outside. The man in the yard stepped up and came in with a bowl of gruel. Seeing two people pushing and shoving, he put down the porridge and went to help.

"Young master, I know you must be in a hurry, but it's dark outside now, it's inconvenient for you to go out, and I think your injury should be caused by the enemy, right?"

Xiao Wangchuan fell silent, and the man continued: "Since it was done by the enemy, the surrounding area is not safe. You are alone, and you are injured. If someone from the enemy sees you, you will die. No matter how urgent something is, won’t it be in vain if you die?”