On How a Sworn Enemy Becomes a Lover

"Master Xi, you're awake, I'm going to find the concubine right now." Sensing that Xi was clearly awake, the doctor who was serving recently was in a hurry, and rushed to call Linglong.

Xixian just woke up, and after a long reaction, he asked, "Where's Mo Er?"

"The second prince hasn't woken up yet."

The doctor carefully observed Xixian's expression. Over the past few days, he had heard about the relationship between Xixian and Mo Er. Now, the more he looked at it, the more suspicious he became, especially Xixian's reaction, as if this kind of unclear relationship He sat down a lot more, so he was respectful in his mouth and disdainful in his heart.

Xi Xian was puzzled: "What's going on?"

"Brother can wake up this time, thanks to the second prince. If he hadn't begged Patriarch Wei to save you, you would probably have gone with father. Brother, you must not be so reckless next time. After all, when father has gone, Linglong will be left alone. After leaving you as a relative, if you are gone, how sad Linglong will be."

Linglong, who came to visit Xixian once a day, happened to wake up just in time for Xixian, and heard what he said, so she spoke.

This is not bad, but the more Xixian listens, the more awkward he becomes.

"It's only a month or so, Linglong, you've been contaminated with the custom of talking in the royal city, and you only point to one point in everything, but Linglong, I'm stupid, and I'm not as good at guessing my thoughts as Mo Er. How can I listen to unclear words? Clearly."

Linglong was noncommittal: "Brother is stupid."

Xixian smiled wryly: "I'm stupid, Linglong just tell me the truth! You are my sister, you won't harm me, and I won't make things difficult for you."

"Forget it." Hesitating again and again, Linglong was defeated first: "Wait for brother to get better, you and I are talking!"

"Aren't you here?" Seeing Linglong about to leave, Xi Xian asked to stay.

Linglong shook her head: "No, brother." Before leaving, she seemed worried and confessed, "The second prince is not awake yet, but his life is not in danger, so you should be more worried. It's important for you to heal yourself, and it won't be long. , he will wake up naturally."

Linglong came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

The hurried steps showed her anxiety, and Xi Xian let out a long sigh.

"Where are the two of you? What's going on with all this?" Xi Xian turned to ask the doctor who was serving him.

Originally, the doctor didn't want to answer. Xi's family is no longer what it used to be, and Xixian's status is far from what it used to be. He said that he is the elder brother of the princess, but in fact he is just a waste who can be abandoned at any time and has nothing. Otherwise, why? The king has never admitted that he is the head of the Xi family!

Without washing the house, his washing alone can't make any waves.

Thinking of this, the doctor's attitude towards Xixian couldn't help but slow down.

The doctor ignored Mo Er's words and explained Mo Er's situation casually. Although the other party didn't say much, Xixian still grasped the key point. Mo Er put himself in a desperate situation to save him.

This is really funny, extremely funny, he shows so much virtue and ability, without his father, even a servant dares to ride on his head to show his face, but why did Mo Er save him, he is not worth being saved.

The more he thought about it, the more ridiculous he became, Xixian couldn't help laughing, his face twitched, he was a bit ferocious.

"Where is he?" Xi Xian said in a condensed voice.

The doctor said perfunctorily, "Qingchun Garden."

Qingchun Garden is next to the South Pianyuan, and within a few steps, Xixian got up immediately, intending to go over to have a look, but he was seriously injured and he had just woken up from a coma, so how could he stand this kind of pain? After tossing, just getting off the ground, his knees became weak, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

The doctor waiting on the side didn't see anyone coming to help him, and stood there calmly watching.

Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs. Thinking about how he called the wind and rain in Panyu City back then, everyone fawned on him. Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, everything would be turned upside down in just one year, and even a bad eunuch had the courage to neglect himself.

The more Xixian thought about it, the more angry he became, he clenched his palms tightly, even though the palms had turned white, he still didn't have the strength to let go.

Standing up slowly, step by step, slowly walking out of the yard while supporting the wall.

Qingchun Garden, west side room.

There was a door, and Mo Er was on the other side of the door.

Xi Xian stood quietly, he straightened his robe to make himself look as strong and inviolable as before.

"Master Xi." The person who opened the door nodded indifferently.

Washing the display did not see: "Go out."

The three people waiting to be served in the room still stood still, and Xixian raised his voice: "Get out."

It was almost a roar, and the rage was particularly terrifying. The sharp and unstoppable aura made everyone take a step back.

"go out."

Again, this time the volume is lowered, but the tone is extremely bad, like a poisoned blade, and everyone who is glanced at is like being stared at by a hungry poisonous snake, only feeling the cold He rushed to his body and began to shake involuntarily.

The person waiting to serve shivered and retreated out the door. Even outside the door, it was an unbearably hot day in June and still felt cold.

Xi Xian walked slowly to Mo Er's side, and Mo Er was in a deep sleep.

The tightly closed eyes made Xixian tremble. Such quietness gave him an illusion, as if the person in front of him had become a corpse, and Mo Er was really dead. He stretched out his hand to check Mo Er in fear. I found that my subordinates still remembered the clear and powerful beating, and a heart that had nowhere to rest fell down, impartially, just in the position of the chest.

"Mo Er, why did you save me?" Knowing that Mo Er couldn't hear him, he still asked Mo Er with such eagerness, as if the answer had a strange magic power.

When he got close to Mo Er, he could only see it clearly after washing Xian. There was a cinnabar mole under Mo Er's left eyelid. It was so bright red, almost coquettish, and the color like blood became more and more unlucky.

He stretched out his hand to cover Mo Er slowly: "The old man said that people with cinnabar moles have a hard life, no wonder you live so tired."

"Sleep for a while, wake up, everything is going well."

I don't know who I am comforting, maybe I am comforting myself!After all, Mo Er couldn't hear him.

"Why are you here?" A stern question came from behind.

Xixian raised his head and looked back. It was Weiss. Due to the backlight, Weiss' expression was unclear, but the fleeting hatred had not yet escaped Xixian's eyes.

Wes seemed hostile to himself.

But Xixian thought about it, he didn't know Wes at all, so why offend him.

The Wei family of Dianyue has always been closed, Xi Xian has never met him a few times, so there is no way to offend him, so it is inevitable that his face will turn cold.

Zhang Zhang's handsome face was covered with frost, and his life was a little bit more chilling, which broke the original femininity. It was so beautiful that Wei Si was dumbfounded. No wonder Mo Er would like this person, but with this picture Face, there is still some capital.

But a man, not a woman, actually lives by his looks, Weiss was disgusted, and he glanced at her indifferently.

"I'm here to see Mo Er, what does it have to do with you?" Xi Xian's intuition is very keen, and he has seen Weiss' contempt for a long time, but in the past twenty years, too many people have poked his spine from behind. It's not surprising, brother a few months ago, maybe he would still fight with him, but time has passed, and his mood has calmed down.

Weiss chuckled: "See what's the use of him, what can you do, you can't even save yourself."

These three questions made Xi Xian ask, yes, he can't even save himself, and he has to rely on Mo Er to take action again and again to survive, so what's the use of coming here by himself besides adding trouble to Mo Er! !

What's the use of washing his face! !

Suddenly Xixian couldn't bear it anymore, he took a step back, lowered his body, leaned on his chest, and laughed out loud, even tears came out.

"So what, he's willing to save me, can you take care of it?" Xixian's hair was disheveled, a pair of eyes were exposed in the black hair, the slightly raised pupils were still arrogant, as if the sky was his second child.

Weiss was in a hurry: "You...you...you are shameless."

"Ah"

With a soft snort, Xi Xian became the old Xi Xian again, haughty and arrogant, walked out of the room slowly, but before passing Weiss, he stopped for a moment, and suddenly two men of about the same height stood opposite each other.

"No way, who told him to like me like this? I heard that the Wei family is excellent at both medicine and poison, and Xiang Biwei's family master is even a master. Why don't you carve a new one for yourself according to my face, maybe Mo Er can be right. You see it differently."

Before leaving, Xixian bumped Wes maliciously.

Only Weiss was left alone in the room. If possible, Weiss would crush Xixian to death on the spot.

The days of recuperating from injuries are always boring, especially Xixian still doesn't like quiet people, the feeling of being forced to stay makes him feel uncomfortable, and it is said that Mo Er woke up the second day after he saw Weiss, but he I have never been to Qingchun Garden, and Mo Er has never been here.

Five days later, General Fubo was seriously ill. Basically, the news that there was no cure for medicine and stone spread throughout Panyu City. Daliang's army also retreated fifty miles, and it would be impossible to attack the city for a while. The troops from the four cities including Baigu and Baigu came back to support them.

Ou Yue seemed to have the upper hand again.

It's almost July, and the sun is very poisonous, so Xi Xian just went out to practice martial arts, and he didn't even wave his whip, so he became dizzy.

He had no choice but to go into the room again, touched a cup of tea with his hands, took it in, and sprayed it out.

It's hot, it's too hot, and the tongue is so hot and painful after washing, it's probably because of blisters.

Serving such hot tea on such a hot day, I knew it was intentional without even thinking about it, Xi Xian subconsciously covered his mouth, but the anger in his heart was rising, and finally he kicked down, even the table and chairs flew out, Porcelain cups and pots were shattered all over the floor, and soup and water were scattered everywhere.

A few drops splashed onto Mo Er who was about to enter the door, but through his clothes, Mo Er didn't feel hot, just slightly warm.

"So what's the matter? Who made our Eldest Master Xi angry?" As always, the unscrupulous teasing tone made Xi Xian seem like a lifetime ago. He obviously hadn't seen him for more than ten days, but Xi Xian felt that it was too much. For so long.

Xi Xian said in a daze: "Nothing."

But he was burned so badly that he couldn't speak clearly, and he slurred a sentence, which made Mo Er stunned for a while, and asked, "What's wrong with the tongue?"

Xixian felt aggrieved, and murmured: "The tea is too hot, it's burned."

Mo Er walked a few steps quickly, and came to Xi Xian: "Open your mouth, let me see."

He was so close that when he entered the washroom, he could almost smell the saponin smell from his clothes, which was very faint, just like him.

"Open it, let me have a look." Mo Er didn't know how to think, and directly put his hand on Xi Xian's chin, trying to force it open.

This action was a bit ambiguous, and Xi Xian blushed: "You let go first."

With an exclamation, Mo Er subconsciously turned around to look. It should be that the maidservant in the Southern Courtyard heard the noise and came to check, but she didn't expect to see such a scene when she arrived, and she was so scared that she threw the tray in her hand on the ground. He stood there in a daze like a wooden stake, with his mouth open enough to fit a fist into it.

"What's wrong?" Mo Er asked in a good voice.

The little palace maid woke up in an instant, she didn't even pick up the tray, she turned around and ran away, as if there was a hungry wolf behind her, and if she walked slowly, her head would be decapitated.

"What's wrong with her?" Mo Er asked Xi Xian in confusion.

Xixian coughed softly, while Mo Er still maintained the original posture, pinching Xixian's chin with one hand, while moving closer a little bit, the distance between the two became smaller, the air glued together, and each other After a long time, Xixian turned his head first: "She might think you want to kiss me."

Mo Er smiled and let go of his hand: "Oh!"

"By the way, on such a hot day, you still need to boil tea like this." Mo Er rubbed his hands, as if the touch of the washed skin still remained between his fingers.

"I'm not a fool who doesn't know what's hot or cold."

Mo Er was thoughtful: "That was specially prepared by someone." Then he looked up and down, and saw that Xi was not missing any arms or legs, and he was slightly relieved, "How are you recently?"

"Yeah." She nodded.

Mo Er can't say whether he believes it or not. He is thinking about something thoughtfully. He lost his family. Mo Er understands his situation. This royal city is like this. My friend, Mo Er has come here like this before, and he is very clear about the bitterness and suffering in it, but can Xi Xian bear this grievance?

"Would someone bully you?" Mo Er rubbed Xixian's head like coaxing a child, and loosened the crown of his hair. His long hair spread out to cover Xixian's face. face, making him more wronged and innocent.