Mrs. Shizi[Comprehensive Martial Arts]

Tired from the journey, Duanmu Rong gradually closed his eyes while listening to the "story" told by Pei Yuan.

Noticing that Duanmu Rong's breathing gradually became calmer, Pei Yuan stopped talking.

"have you slept?"

"……All right."

Pei Yuan pulled out a prepared blanket and covered Duanmu Rong, and adjusted the other's posture so that the other could sleep more comfortably, before he sat back in his original position.

Pei Yuan, who sat back, did not close his eyes to rest, but took out the medical book he was carrying and read it.

The carriage returned to silence for a while, only the jingling of horse bells and the sound of rolling wheels intermingled with it.

...

After sleeping and waking up, Duanmu Rong, who was a little dizzy from being shaken by the carriage, rubbed her eyes, sat up and opened the curtain at the same time.

As a result, the curtain will be lifted, but Duanmu Rong put down the curtain before she could see the outside scenery clearly - because the dust rolled up by the carriage came in along with the wind the moment she lifted the curtain.

What Duanmu Rong is most dissatisfied with in this world is that there is no cement or asphalt road.

Everywhere you go, there is dust everywhere.

Pulling the curtain tightly and wiping off the dust blown in by the wind with a handkerchief, Duanmu Rong pouted her buttocks and found a water bag in the corner of the carriage.

When Duanmurong found the water sac, she noticed what the other party was doing as she glanced over Pei Yuan inadvertently.

——In this swaying carriage, Dr. Pei can still read a book?

After drinking the water to quench her thirst, Duanmu Rong put the covered water bag back to its original position, and asked Pei Yuan curiously, "Dr. Pei, can you read this book? Don't you feel dizzy?"

"If the mind is calm, everything will be fine." Closing the book in his hand, Pei Yuan gently curled his lower lip towards Duan Murong, "If the mind is not calm, everything will cease."

Blinking her eyes, Duanmu Rong, who didn't quite understand, let out a soft "oh".

It seems... makes sense?

Noticing the sleep marks on Duanmu Rong's face and her dazed appearance, and realizing that the other party seemed not fully awake yet, Pei Yuan pursed his lower lip lightly, holding back the smile on his lips, before asking Duan Murong, "Did you sleep well?" okay?"

"The carriage is a bit wobbly, but I think it's okay... right?" Duanmu Rong covered her mouth and yawned uncertainly, rubbing her eyes while digging out the snacks she hadn't finished, feeling a lot more awake. Putting on a posture ready to listen to Pei Yuan's story, "Doctor Pei, don't you have anything to do now?"

"No."

"...Then," Duanmu Rong blinked, and smiled very cutely at Pei Yuan, "Then can I continue to listen to your story?" She woke up fine, just listening to the story.

Pei Yuan put away the medical books in his hands, and looked at Duanmu Rong in a leisurely manner, "Okay."

"What do you want to hear?"

Duanmu Rong held her face with her eyes brightened, "You have told me so many other people's stories, so can you tell me your own story?"

"Doctor Pei, you have been in the Jianghu for so many years. In your heart, what is the Jianghu?"

Pei Yuan blinked lightly, and his eyelashes drooped slightly as he remembered something, while the curvature of the corners of his mouth gradually widened.

After a moment of silence, Pei Yuan chuckled, "Jianghu? The Jianghu in everyone's heart is different. Since you want to hear it, let me tell my story."

"You say, I listen."

Duanmu Rong held the snacks, and she stared at Pei Yuan without blinking.

Pei Yuan told his own story in a calm voice. With Pei Yuan's narration, Duan Murong had a deeper understanding of Pei Yuan.

If her observations were not sharp enough, Duanmu Rong would not have noticed Pei Yuan's complex emotions towards the words "living people are not treated" in Pei Yuan's calm and unwavering attitude.

At the beginning, Duan Murong felt that "resurrection from death may not be a dream" because of her time travel experience, not to mention that there are legendary figures in this world who can "shatter the void". ", and even asked Pei Yuan to go to the capital with her to save people... Thinking about it now, Duanmu Rong couldn't help but blush.

Covering her face, Duanmu Rong put down her hands and sincerely apologized to Pei Yuan, "I would like to express my sincerest apology to you for my ignorance at the time."

"sorry."

"En?" Blinking his eyes lightly, and waiting to understand what the other party said "I'm sorry", Pei Yuan curled his lips, "It's okay, I don't mind."

What's more, after teasing Duanmurong because of that opportunity, Pei Yuan felt that he didn't seem to care so much about the misunderstanding of the Jianghu people.

No matter what people in the Jianghu think, he is still the Pei Yuan who will not regret the choice of the road.

"That's good, that's good." Shrinking his neck, Duanmu Rong raised his hand towards Pei Yuan lightly, "Ignore my interruption, you continue to tell your own story, I'll listen."

Bending his eyes, Pei Yuan finally couldn't hold back and stretched out his hand to pinch Duanmu Rong's tender face. After the other party showed an obvious helpless expression on his face, he put down his hand and continued to tell Duanmu Rong the story.

Turning the experiences he thought he could tell Duanmu Rong into "stories", Pei Yuan's expression was as calm as if he was telling someone else's story, and he told Duan Murong his own "interesting stories".

As Pei Yuan talked, he talked about coming to Hua's house to treat Mr. Hua Qi.

In his mouth, even the experience of performing "verbal battles with Confucians" with many old doctors every day has become an interesting thing.

After listening to Pei Yuan's reasons for Hua Qigong's refusal to receive treatment, Duanmu Rong, who hadn't met Hua Qigong in Hangzhou, couldn't help feeling a little regretful, "It's a pity, it would be great if I could meet him."

"kindness?"

"Did you know?" Duanmu Rong's eyes gradually drifted away, thinking of the report that was so impressive in the last life that he couldn't forget it in this life, "I once heard someone say, 'Some people's lives are to carry on the family line. Some are enjoyment, some are experience, and I am a bystander of life. I came to this world to watch how a tree grows, how a river flows, how white clouds float, and how nectar condenses.①'"

Pei Yuan's gaze deepened, "The person who can say such words must be a remarkable person."

"Yes. That person is quite remarkable." Duanmu Rong nodded, and then continued, "So, maybe God didn't blind him to make him suffer."

"A person like Mr. Hua Qi will definitely become a great person in the future." Duanmu Rong held his face and smiled, his eyebrows crooked, and nodded to himself, "Me too, I will work hard to become a great person in the future." people."

Pei Yuan laughed, "Then you have to work hard."

"I will."

...

Pei Yuan and Duan Murong headed north all the way, when they passed Taiyuan, they didn't deliberately hide their whereabouts, they were about to enter the city, and they ran into people from Wuzheng Villa.

"Excuse me, is this Dr. Pei Yuanpei from Wanhua Valley who says 'the living are not treated'?"

"I'm."

"Doctor Pei, my master is here to invite you."

Pei Yuan and Duanmu Rong who were stopped looked at each other, and when they were not in a hurry and were planning to find a place to live in Taiyuan and fix up, Pei Yuan asked the groom to follow the people from Wuzheng Villa.

The most important thing is that neither Pei Yuan nor Duanmu Rong is going to offend Taiyuan's "Uncrowned King" - Wuzheng Villa for the time being.

After arriving at Wuzheng Villa and seeing the owner Yuan Dongyuan, Pei Yuan knew that the other party had heard about his treatment of Huamanlou at Huajia, so he wanted to ask Yuan Suiyun to see him and heal his eyes.

Hearing Yuan Dongyuan mentioning Hua's family, Pei Yuan couldn't help raising his eyebrows—the news was really fast from Hangzhou to Taiyuan.

From the meaning revealed in the other party's words, Pei Yuan realized that Yuan Dongyuan was actually ready to change Yuan Suiyun's eyes, but he pretended not to know, "Original owner, I didn't cure Hua Seventh Young Master." The implication is that don't place too much hope on him.

"It's okay, I'm just trying."

Glancing at the four servants with bulging temples standing behind Yuan Dongyuan, Pei Yuan, who seemed to have noticed nothing, said calmly, "...If that's the case, Pei will do his best."

"It's easy to say, Doctor Pei, please come with me." After speaking, Yuan Dongyuan was going to take Pei Yuan to the inner courtyard to see his son Yuan Suiyun.

Just when Duan Murong was about to walk in with Pei Yuan, Yuan Dongyuan reached out to block her, "You don't have to go with me, little girl."

Duanmu Rong: "...?"

The maid behind Yuan Dongyuan took a step forward and blessed Duanmurong, "Girl, please follow me."

Blinking her eyes, she suddenly realized what she was looking at Pei Yuan.

He didn't look at Duanmurong, but when she looked over, Pei Yuan nodded lightly.

Yuan Dongyuan on the side seemed not to have noticed the silent communication between Duanmu Rong and Pei Yuan, and he still had that smile on his face.

Duan Murong, who believed in Pei Yuan's ability, obediently followed the maid to the courtyard specially arranged for them by the Yuan family, while Pei Yuan was led by Yuan Dongyuan, the owner of Wuzheng Villa, into the inner courtyard.

Arriving at the courtyard arranged by the original family, after the maid who had brought her in left, Duanmu Rong casually put the parcel on the table, worried about Pei Yuan, she tugged the sleeve of the groom who hadn't said a word all the way, Started a conversation with the other party, "Tell me, can Dr. Pei handle it?" The atmosphere was a bit strange just now, there was always a feeling that Pei Yuan was being put on a knife to treat someone... Maybe it wasn't her illusion?

The groom in black let Duanmu Rong tug on his sleeve, without saying a word.

Duanmu Rong: "..." Wrinkled her nose, she couldn't help poking the opponent's waist—Duanmu Rong's stature can only poke the opponent's chest at most, she would rather take the next best thing than poking the opponent's chest He moved his hand down without feeling tired—"Are you people in Tangjiabao so quiet?"

Duanmuqiong was worried that Duanmurong would go on the road alone with Pei Yuan. Before parting, he explained many things to his sister, and asked Yaoyue to place an order in Tangjiabao.

For the sake of money and Yihua Palace, Tang Jiabao accepted the task of escorting and fully protecting Duanmurong, a child. Tang Qi, who happened to be near Hangzhou, became Duanmurong's groom.

Duan Murong was very curious about the legendary Tangjiabao, but she was still unable to talk to him along the way.

No matter what she said to Tang Qi, Tang Qi's response to her was nodding or shaking his head, otherwise he was silent.

She even knew the other party's name from her sister-in-law Yaoyue.

From Hangzhou to Taiyuan, Tang Qi never said a single word.

Duanmurong couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, looking at Tang Qi who was obviously disguised and looked so ordinary that he could forget it, she couldn't help asking, "Does it mean that being a killer requires less talk?"

Tang Qi took a step back, avoiding Duanmu Rong's hand.

He lowered his eyes to look at Duanmu Rong who was full of curiosity, the dandyism of the future ruler running around with a birdcage flashed in his mind, Tang Qi shook his head at Duanmu Rong.

"If you say a word, will you die?"

Tang Qi shook his head.

"Since you won't die, can't you say a word to me?"

Tang Qi shook his head again.

Duanmu Rong: "..." All right.

Rubbing the smiling face she kept to talk to Tang Qi, Duanmu Rong shrugged her shoulders, and gave herself a step down, "Well, I hope Dr. Pei can live up to his reputation and can go smoothly. Come back." Taking a step forward, she poked Tang Qi's waist again, "Otherwise, I'm going to see the magic of your Tang Sect's 'Thousand Receivers'."

As she said that, Duanmu Rong couldn't help but let out a soft 'hey', "Speaking of which, I really want to see how your Tang Sect's 'thousand receivers' operate."

Duanmu Rong blinked, at this moment, she suddenly didn't know whether she should hope that they could leave Taiyuan smoothly or not.

Tang Qi, who had been curious by Duanmu Rong for countless times, remained unchanged, and even silently took another step back.

Duanmu Rong: "..." Pursing her lips, she decided to try again, "I heard that there are two sects in your Tangjiabao, what school are you, Tang Qi?"

What responded to Duanmu Rong was Tang Qi's silence.

"Tang Qi, are you dumb?" Duanmu Rong pouted unhappily, trying to arouse the other party's emotions, and asked Tang Qi to answer her, even if it was just a word.

However, in the face of Duanmurong's "slander", Tang Qi's expression did not change at all, he just shook his head at Duanmurong, denying the other party's statement.

"So, why don't you talk to me?"

Tang Qi was silent.

Looking at Tang Qi whose expression hadn't changed since he came in, Duanmu Rong had to choose to give up again.

God, the people in Tangjiabao can't be this difficult, right?