Little Ancestor, Marry Me

Chapter 13

"Auntie!!" Tang Su woke up suddenly, with cold sweat dripping down his back, like a fish out of water, gasping for breath with his mouth open, and the horror in his eyes did not retreat.

Ren Yun was lying on the side of the bed dozing, when he faintly heard Tang Su's voice and opened his eyes, and saw Tang Su woke up, but he was still in shock, and quickly asked in a low voice: "Little ancestor, how are you? Have you had a nightmare?"

"Ren Yun?" Tang Su said, his voice was very hoarse, he looked at the person in astonishment, and squinted his eyes to look at the room, even more astonished, this is Sujiazhuang, yes... I am not dead?

By the way, Mo Chi was born...Damn it, I fell asleep!

But that masked man is indeed a member of the Tang Sect, so why wasn't I brought back to the Tang Sect?what happened?

And Ren Yun is here... Isn't he also from the Tang Sect?

This guy brought me back yesterday?What's the situation now……

Thinking about too many things for a while, Tang Su only felt that his already not so clear head became more dizzy, and subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to rub his temples.

As soon as he raised his hand, he touched the wound on his back, his face turned pale from the pain, and he sucked in a breath of cold air.

Ren Yun hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold him down, and said sharply: "Don't move around, be careful that the wound will open again."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel that his tone was a bit bad, and said softly again: "Be obedient, little ancestor...you almost scared me to death...don't move any more, okay?"

Tang Su opened his mouth to ask what's going on, but felt that his throat was so dry that it hurt like it was being burned. He couldn't care about other things for a while, and said in a hoarse voice, "Water."

"Okay." Ren Yun agreed, went to the table to get a cup of warm tea, brought it to Tang Su's lips, and carefully fed it.

Tang Su was so thirsty that he drank the cup of tea completely.

Ren Yun went to pour another cup, and Tang Su didn't recover until most of the tea in the pot was gone. Most of the bloody smell in his throat dissipated, and the pain didn't feel so bad anymore.

"Little ancestor, rest for a while, I'll go and see Mo Chisheng." Ren Yun said, and told Tang Su not to move around, then left the room and closed the door.

Hearing the sound of footsteps going away, Tang Su lay down on the bed and began to think quietly. That masked man is really good, at least he is also a member of the inner sect, or a direct disciple of a certain elder... There is another accomplice, I The place where the arrow was hit... according to the direction...

Tang Su closed his eyes, and the scene at that time appeared in his mind.

On the lake, but not too far from the shore, the masked man should have lured himself there on purpose.

Although the lightness kung fu can be used on the lake, it is not as fast as the ground. What's more, when he just landed on the lake and was about to pursue him, it was too late to change direction suddenly.

It seems that it should be prepared for a long time.

direction……

Tang Su frowned slightly, thinking silently.

then……

The moon was about a little to my right...and then I heard the sound of arrows, and it went a little to the left.

That person is probably hiding in...

northwest direction.

The scene near the lake came to mind, Tang Su centered on the place where he was injured, and his mind seemed to spread a spider web, capturing all the information that could be captured.

...the nearest land is also outside the furthest range.

Then there should be a boat.

"Are you awake?" Mo Chisheng pushed the door open and entered, interrupting Tang Su's thoughts. He took a few steps to the bedside and sat down, took Tang Su's hand, placed two fingers on his wrist, pondered for a moment and laughed, "Poisonous." It's gone, I'll write you a prescription for promoting muscle growth and enriching blood, remember to drink it every day."

Tang Su nodded slightly, curled his lips and said: "Can I not drink it, every time the medicine you prescribe tastes very strange... Anyway, it's not a big problem."

"No." Mo Chisheng said calmly, got up and went to the table.

The little boy who followed him had already prepared paper and ink, and Mo Chisheng raised his sleeves and picked up the pen, and a line of cursive script like a dragon's wandering fell on the paper.

After finishing the pen, Mo Chisheng dried up the ink stain, and threw it to Ren Yun who was aside, "Drink it twice a day, there must be no mistake."

Ren Yun responded with a smile, lowered his head to look at the prescription, and when he saw the words on the paper that looked like ghostly symbols, his expression suddenly became more complicated.

"...Pfft." Tang Su looked at Ren Yun looking at the paper with a complicated expression, and burst out laughing out loud. He was afraid that if he laughed too hard, it would affect the wound, so he suppressed the smile so that his face turned red.

Except for the two boys, few people in this place know the cursive characters written by Mo Chi.

When Ren Yun heard a puff, he turned his head and saw the little ancestor wanted to laugh but was holding back, with a helpless expression on his face.

The little boy was clever, and hurriedly reached out to ask Ren Yun for the piece of paper, looked at it carefully and told Ren Yun what was written on it.

Ren Yun squatted and tilted his head slightly, listening to Xiao Tong's words seriously.

After Mo Chisheng finished writing the prescription, he sat on the toffee chair beside him with an old look at ease, holding tea with his feet up, and looked at Tang Su and Ren Yun with great interest.

Tang Su got goosebumps from Mo Chisheng's weird stare, and hurriedly said, "Zipei, what kind of eyes are you!"

"It's nothing." Mo Chisheng took a sip of tea indifferently, looking at him with frowning eyes.

Tang Su curled his lips, this guy is smiling so happily, there must be something wrong with his mother.

Ren Yun memorized the prescription, thanked the little boy, stood up and walked to the bedside, patted Tang Su's hair, and said softly, "Are you hungry?"

"A little bit." Ren Yun didn't say anything, but Tang Su felt a little empty in his stomach.

After tossing all night last night and sleeping for another day, my stomach was already empty.

Mo Chisheng said: "These days, you can only eat light food, and you are not allowed to touch alcohol."

When Tang Su heard this, he wailed, and lay down on the bed dejectedly, looking at Mo Chisheng pitifully.

Ren Yun looked at Tang Su helplessly.

Mo Chisheng said: "It's useless to look at me." After finishing speaking, he put down the teacup, patted the hem of his clothes, stood up, and left with the two children in a graceful manner.

Ren Yun watched the person go out, then turned to look at Tang Su and said, "I'll go get you some food first."

Tang Su nodded, lay down on the bed in every possible way, and stopped moving.

Ren Yun withdrew and closed the door.It was already dusk, the sky was dark, Ren Yun rushed to the back kitchen in a few steps, and happened to see Cui Zhu busy in there, Cui Zhu glanced at Ren Yun, turned around and continued to work on himself, lazily said: "Wake up!" ?”

"Well, please prepare some light food." Ren Yun said, seeing Cui Zhu busy in this place alone, he couldn't help wondering, "Where are the others?"

"Here is the little chef, specially preparing food for the young master." Cui Zhu replied, his hands were moving non-stop, and the tender yellow cabbage heart was arranged into a flower on the plate.

Ren Yun smiled and said: "Master Su? Then should I change places?"

"No, the young master ordered, and I will be responsible for your food." Cui Zhu replied tepidly, opened the lid of the small pot beside it, and the porridge was gurgling inside. The rice soup was thick and the rice was overcooked. It must have been a long time.

Cui Zhu deftly put a bowl of porridge on the tray, fried two side dishes and put them away, and waved his hand to signal Ren Yun to take them away quickly.

Ren Yun didn't talk too much, he took the tray and left, but he didn't go directly to Tang Su's place, but took a detour, found a secluded place, rolled his tongue and blew a low whistle, calling for a group of people. black bird.

The bird was like a crow, with a beak like a goshawk, sharp claws and sharp eyes, and white tail feathers. It landed on Ren Yun's shoulder obediently, rubbed his cheek, and let out a low cry.

"Good boy," Ren Yun whispered with a smile, tapped the top of the bird's head with his fingertips, stuffed a roll of thin paper into a small metal tube on its leg, and said, "Send this letter to Tangmen's nail." There, let him find out for me exactly who are the disciples of the Tang Sect who have left the Tang Sect recently."

The bird called out, as if it understood Ren Yun's words, it flapped its wings and circled in front of Ren Yun twice, then flew away from the courtyard.

Ren Yun watched the bird fly out of sight, turned around and hurried back to the bedroom with the tray in hand.

"...You are so slow." Tang Su sat up at some point, leaning against the bed rail with his uninjured side, and looked up at Ren Yun lazily when he heard the sound of the door being pushed open.

Ren Yun put down the tray and said with a smile, "Next time I'll be quicker." Then Ren Yun went to wash his hands, wiped off the water stains, and handed the bowl to Tang Su, taking the spoon as if to feed it.

Tang Su glanced at Ren Yun and said, "I'm not disabled."

"It's almost there." Ren Yun glanced at the layer of gauze on his right shoulder, "If you hurt your tendons, you will tear your right hand around. Be obedient and open your mouth."

Tang Su and Ren Yun were in a stalemate for a while, but this time Ren Yun was unusually persistent, holding the spoon and looking at Tang Su motionlessly.

……

Tang Su curled his lips, and opened his mouth to eat the spoonful of porridge.

Ren Yun was in a good mood, and carefully fed Tang Su and finished the porridge.

The porridge should be delicious, Cui Zhu added a lot of good things according to Su Changliu's order.

It's a pity that Tang Su's mouth now only has a bitter taste and a faint smell of blood.

It wasn't until Tang Su finished eating properly that Ren Yun went out again with an empty bowl, intending to see if the medicine was cured by the way.

Tang Su was stunned for a while, and then he realized that he covered his face with his good left hand, and let out the foul breath in his chest depressedly.

Why the hell did I listen to him...

What's wrong!

Tang Su thought for a long time but couldn't figure out why he didn't give Ren Yun a shot just now.

Even if the hidden weapon is not on him now, he will not just eat the porridge like this, no matter what, he should give him a few words.

... I can't figure it out.

The afterglow of the setting sun has not yet dissipated, and it shines on the bed through the window. There is a bit of red in the golden color, still with warmth.

Tang Su rarely sat there quietly, with long black hair hanging over his shoulders, with a calm expression, letting the setting sun shatter and warm himself.

The door slammed softly.

Ren Yun came in with a bowl of medicine, looked at Tang Su with gentle eyes, sat down by the bed and handed the bowl of medicine: "Little ancestor, drink up the medicine."

The tip of Tang Su's nose moved, and a strange smell penetrated into his nostrils and quickly occupied his lungs.

Tang Su frowned as soon as he retched, as if his mother didn't want to drink and quickly took it away.

Ren Yun was helpless: "Be obedient."

"I don't." Tang Su made up his mind this time not to listen to what Ren Yun said.

Although he knew he would have to drink sooner or later, and Mo Chisheng would kill him if he didn't drink, but he didn't know where the anger and stubbornness came from to compete with others, so he refused to drink.

Ren Yun spoke in a good voice for a long time, looking at Tang Su's picture of what you can do to me if I don't drink, I feel helpless and funny in my heart.

Ren Yun had nothing to do with this little ancestor, thinking in his heart how to make this suddenly stubborn little ancestor drink the medicine obediently.

The door rang again.

Su Changliu and the others are here.

Su Changliu's complexion was still not very good. Yesterday, he had exhausted a lot of energy for a piece of deep ink, and his body couldn't slow down for a while, and his steps were a little sloppy.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Ren Yun sitting on the side holding a medicine bowl, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and saw that Tang Su, who was always a bit arrogant and unruly in normal times, was now looking like a child who would swear to the death, and couldn't help but laugh out of doubt, Is this scene a strange word?

Su Changliu smiled and said, "What are you doing?"

Seeing these people coming, Ren Yun put down the medicine bowl and said with a smile, "I'm persuading my little ancestor to drink the medicine."

Su Changliu was taken aback for a moment, turned his head slightly, as if in a daze, and saw Tang Su roll his eyes at Ren Yun, he couldn't help laughing out loud, his face was also tinged with brilliance from this smile, and said with a smile : "Haha, this summary is in place, ancestor."

Liu Jun nodded slightly in agreement.

"Qingyan—" Tang Su curled his lips and looked at Su Changliu, "You can make trouble with me no matter what."

Su Changliu sat on the side with a smile, and said, "I don't dare, Tang Su, drink up the medicine quickly, it won't be effective if it cools down."

Tang Su still shook his head: "No drink."

"Don't drink?" Mo Chisheng raised his eyebrows, took out the needle bag he carried with him with a smile, put it on the table and opened it, the silver needles of different sizes and lengths glowed with a cold light, which made people feel hairy, and said slowly , "Then change it to acupuncture."

"...!" Tang Su reached out to take the medicine bowl and gulped down the medicine.

The concoction smelled weird, and it tasted even weirder. It was extremely bitter and spicy in the mouth, and when it passed through the throat, it felt like a strange fire was burning the throat. After drinking it, I felt my stomach churning.

Tang Su almost didn't spit it out directly, and then a bitter taste covered his tongue, Ren Yun hurriedly poured him a glass of water to clear the taste in his mouth, and when Tang Su finished drinking the water, he didn't know where to take it out A piece of candy was stuffed into Tang Su's mouth.

Mo Chisheng drank his tea slowly, while Liu Junze looked at Tang Su and Ren Yun strangely with his eyes containing Feixue.

Su Changliu looked at Liu Junze, then at Mo Chisheng, and finally at Tang Su, who was aggrieved, and Ren Yun, who comforted Tang Su with kind words. He always felt that the atmosphere was weird, but for a moment Can't tell.

When the sugar melted in Tang Su's mouth and suppressed the weird taste, Tang Su calmed down. Looking at the people with different expressions surrounding his bed, he couldn't help saying: "Hey , what expressions do you all have?"

Liu Jun remained silent as usual.

Mo Chisheng just laughed, laughing until Tang Su's heart shuddered.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more strange, Su Changliu asked, "How do you feel now?"

"It's okay...it's just that the medicine is so bad." Tang Su said, looking at Su Changliu again with an aggrieved expression.

Su Changliu smiled helplessly: "Good medicine tastes bitter, but you should drink the medicine you should drink."

Several people said something again, Tang Su was recovering from his injury, Su Changliu ordered the kitchen to make a lot of nourishing food, and they left with Liu Junze.

Ren Yun originally planned to feed Tang Su the same as last time, but this time Tang Su held the spoon in his left hand, glanced at Ren Yun, and finished dinner on his own.

Ren Yun laughed from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't dare to laugh on his face. He ate his meal in a proper manner. If he laughed out loud, Tang Su might fight him regardless of his wounds.

This little ancestor is now as cute as a child having a temper tantrum.

After eating, Tang Su went back to the bed, not lying down, leaning against the bed rail, squinting at Ren Yun, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.

Being stared at made Ren Yun a little guilty, he silently lowered his head and cut the bright red fruit into small pieces, cut them into rabbit shapes and put them on a plate and handed them over.

Tang Su took a piece and brought it to his lips, and the pulp repeatedly rubbed against the light-colored thin lips, but did not send a cent into it.

After a while, Tang Su took a bite, the juice of the fruit stained the corners of his lips, Tang Su stretched out his tongue and licked it, looked up at Ren Yun, and said calmly, "Ren Yun, let me ask you, are you from the Tang Sect?"

What should come will always come.

Ren Yun looked at Tang Su's eyes, those eyes were as beautiful as gorgeous peach blossoms, the ends of the eyes were naturally curved with a smile, and the black eyes seemed to be full of broken stars, just these eyes, in a I don't know how many girls' souls have been taken away on the way.

Apart from the usual frivolous smile, these eyes are now full of cold defense and vigilance.

Ren Yun's heart tightened, and his fingers on his knees curled up slightly.

The usual eloquent tongue dissipated to nowhere, his throat was full of dryness, and he opened his mouth after a long while, but there was a slight tremor in his voice: "It can be said to be yes, or it can be said to be no."

"Your answer is really good. It's the same as not saying it."

"...In name, I am a follower of the Tang Sect. But actually I belong to something else."

"In other words, they are not from the Tang Sect."

"Well, so to speak."

"That's good." Tang Su supported the bed with his left hand, adjusted his sitting posture slightly, looked at Ren Yun and said, "Since you belong to another family, why did you enter the Tang Sect?"

"..." Ren Yun remained silent.

The reason for entering Tangmen, to say or not to say?

"What? Can't you tell?"

"...I can't now, but I can tell you that it's because of a mission that requires sneaking into the Tang Sect."

"That's it." Tang Su pointed to the end. Since it was a task assigned by the superior, he didn't need to ask any more questions. He could probably guess a few points.

It's nothing more than trickery, or stealing something, anyway, it's the damn scum who was killed, it's none of his business, it's good if he doesn't applaud.

Ren Yun was relieved to see that Tang Su didn't ask any further questions. If he kept asking, he really didn't know how to answer.

"Then..." Tang Su changed the subject, "Are you against that scumbag?"

Ren Yun was stunned for a moment, and realized that the scumbag was talking about Tang Su's father. After thinking about it seriously, abducting his son should be regarded as a wrong, so he nodded.

Tang Su raised his eyebrows and laughed, the ice-like vigilance in his eyes turned into a pool of clear water, and he said with a smile, "That's a good relationship, if you need help, just tell me." As long as you can give that scumbag a good time.

Ren Yun smiled and said good, but he thought in his heart, if I really said it, you will kill me now.