Miao Jiangke

Qiu Yangui unloaded the black iron that restrained the young master, and ordered someone to bring a warm water stove and clean clothes.

When the things were ready, Zuo Qingyue also lost consciousness, lying in his arms weakly breathing, Qiu Yangui endured the soreness of his nose, carefully wiped the young master's body, carefully avoiding the wound, and then put on a clean cloth for him. clothes.

Suddenly, there was a noise from outside, "Young Master Chou, Mr. Yi has an invitation."

Mr. Yi?

Qiu Yangui glanced at the person in his arms, carefully put him down and covered him with a quilt, and then walked outside.

Old Mr. Yi stood quietly in front of the prison palace, his plain white robe fluttering, which seemed to be a bit of a fairy tale. When he saw him, he smiled softly, "Young Master Qiu."

Qiu Yangui bowed respectfully, "Old Mr. Yi, this junior is in a mess now, it's not proper, please forgive me."

"Where is it?" Mr. Yi waved his hand, and heard a little smile in his self-proclaimed eyes, then sighed softly, and handed him two porcelain bottles, "This is trauma medicine, the young master is poisoning now. Backlash, I'm afraid it will take some time to recover, but I'm born with a stubborn temper, and I don't want to step out of this place, Mr. Qiu..."

He paused, and Qiu Yangui immediately nodded, "I understand that the prison palace is cold and humid, which is not conducive to recuperating the wounded. I must coax the young master...to persuade him to come out."

He hesitated for a moment, and said with some shame, "Old Yi, the young master's injury..."

Old Mr. Yi stroked his beard and didn't answer him, he just said, "The young master came to Miao Jiang alone in those days, and he came to Miao Jiang with great vigor. ...To the current rulers in Miaojiang, such hardships and old age can only glimpse one or two of them."

"That kid Qi Cheng must have told you too." Mr. Yi shook his head, "The young master doesn't even dare to go to his parents' tomb to worship now, he says he is dirty and has no face to go."

"He has lived in the name of "Chou" for half of his life... It's a coincidence that he meets a person with the surname of "Chou" again.

"The young master's temper is cloudy and cloudy, because he has nothing to worry about in the world, and he is as beautiful as he is beautiful, but he lacks vitality."

"He has a huge Miao territory, and he has both power and wealth, but these are not what he wants." Mr. Yi patted Qiu Yangui, "The Gu that saved you is called Wansheng, and it is a contracted fate Gu. It is written in ancient books. There is no record of the consequences of backlash..."

"What?" Qiu Yangui was shocked, but was interrupted when he was about to speak.

"Young Master Qiu, don't be impatient. There is no serious problem now." Mr. Yi said, "It's just that when the young master is protecting each other with his life, he has let go of the power of Miao Jiang and the past grudges in his heart."

"You, don't let him down again."

Qiu Yangui was stunned for a while, then lowered his head and said in a low voice, "No more."

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The interval of poisoning became longer and longer, the young master's condition improved, and he began to use Gu to control and balance the poison in his body, Mr. Yi would come to deliver the medicine every few days.

Zuo Qingyue frowned and stared at the void. Although he could barely control and balance the backlash of the Gu poison in his body, there is still no Gu to get rid of the backlash. If he wants to be safe, he has to cultivate a new Gu as soon as possible, but...

He tugged at his silver-white hair, irritability flashed in his eyes, and suddenly, something rushed into his arms.

Zuo Qingyue lowered his eyes slightly, Qiu Yan raised his head from his embrace, his eyes didn't dodge or hide, and he looked like he was provoking a teacher, "Young master, what are you doing?"

Zuo Qingyue avoided his sight and didn't speak.

It's the same these days, usually she is eloquent and can't wait to choke people to death with a single sentence, but now she is not willing to say a single word, at most she can utter a syllable.

Qiu Yan Guihuo came from his heart, he asked patiently and calmly, "Young Master, does this despise me?"

"No..." Zuo Qingyue immediately turned his head, and hastily lowered his eyes.

Qiu Yangui interrupted him, his voice obviously suppressed, "The young master doesn't look at me these days, doesn't touch me, and ignores me."

Zuo Qingyue sighed softly, "No, I'm just..." This appearance looks like a monster.

"Young master, let's go out."

Suddenly, Qiu Yangui buried himself in his neck, deliberately softened his voice, and submissively slipped into his arms, and said in a low voice, "It's so cold here, shall we go to the bedroom?"

Qiu Yangui has never been so obedient, even in... he is tolerant, his restraint and coldness seem to be engraved in his bones, but he is also tenacious.

So he likes to see the assassin's pitiful appearance, likes to toss him in various ways, and sees him soften into a puddle of spring water.

Zuo Qing rolled his Adam's apple up and down, and finally spoke in a low voice, his voice hoarse after a long time of not speaking, "Yan Gui, I look like this..."

"Zuo Qingyue." Qiu Yangui said sullenly, a bit like being coquettish.

Zuo Qingyue was stunned for a moment, recently Yangui was more and more willing to be intimate with him, even calling him by name was very easy to pronounce.

"Huh?" He responded in a low voice, his eyes softened unconsciously.

"The young master is not like a monster, but like a goblin who can absorb human spirit." Qiu Yangui raised his head to look at him, his ears were slightly red, "It's really beautiful, Yangui... I like it very much."

Zuo Qingyue's dark red pupils shrank slightly, and his breathing paused. Qiu Yangui caught his looseness, and made persistent efforts, and simply gave it up. He lowered his face and approached Zuo Qingyue, raised his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "Hurry up!" Get well, we..."

He didn't say the rest, but there was a trace of bewilderment in those clear eyes, and his fingers intertwined with his with a strong hint.

Zuo Qingyue took a breath, he didn't hide this time, his dark red eyes were fixed on Qiu Yangui, and he said in a low voice, "Yangui..."

Qiu Yangui looked at him expectantly, "Huh?"

Zuo Qingyue gritted his teeth, put his slender hands on Qiu Yangui's waist, leaned over to kiss him lightly, and paused, "You wait for me."

Qiu Yangui curled his lips, knowing that he agreed, and said softly, "Okay."

In Qiu Yangui's view, the young master's appearance has always been unquestionable. Even if this appearance is different from ordinary people, it has nothing to do with "ugliness". Veiled cap.

Qiu Yangui couldn't hold back him, so he had to let him go.

He doesn't show his face now, but he is anxious to reduce the poison in the main body. Recently, Qi Sheng is helping to take care of the things in Tunyun Pavilion, so he doesn't want to disturb him too much.

It's just that when Mr. Yi delivered the medicine, he always inquired about it. Seeing him beating around the bush and asking for a few days, Mr. Yi finally couldn't help but smiled slightly and asked, "Young Master Qiu, do you know who the young master is targeting?" What poison?"

Qiu Yangui was stunned, "Naturally it's Gu poison."

"That's it. Now everyone in the Gu Sect can't retreat, and they are all worried about the young master." Mr. Yi's face was calm, and his gaze towards him became more gentle, "And the person you care about is now The well-known 'Gu King' is also the youngest person in power in Miao Jiang."

"If he can't solve it, then no one can solve it."

Qiu Yangui was stunned for a moment, then suddenly recalled Young Master Yang's face, and said with a smile, "It's a Gu, so there is a solution, it's just a matter of difficulty..."

Mr. Yi looked at his handsome face full of sorrow, smiled narrowly, and sighed pretending to be mysterious, "But there is one thing that needs to be paid attention to."

Qiu Yangui instantly became nervous, "What's the matter?"

"The residual poison is still there, so don't do anything about it." Mr. Yi shook his head and left with a smile.

Qiu Yangui stayed where he was, his ears turned red.