Perseverance

☆、【Chapter 28: On this day, the sun is just right! 】

Murong Fan, who had said goodbye to the young men in the brothel, walked towards Lianrong Fort with his hands behind his back, but he was slanderous in his heart...

cut!You actually didn't accompany me to Lianrong Fort just to settle accounts with the dead ladyboy? !snort!When the blood is drawn later!I took this opportunity to poison Lou Xinyue to death~~ My heart aches for you! !

Turning his eyes, Murong Fan became discouraged again... Sigh, Lou Xinyue has made it clear that all poisons are invulnerable... Otherwise, how could he save people with blood o(╯□╰)o is really depressing...

"Hey?! There are a lot of people here, there must be something exciting to watch!" In the heart of being sorry for the ancestors of her Murong family who are not part of the excitement~~ Murong Fan plunged into the crowd...

"Come here! Little handsome boy! Let's play with my brother! You are so beautiful and mixed up with my brother~~" The non-standard Mandarin is mixed with the unique accent of Cantonese~~ It is not difficult to see that it is a scene of dog blood official [-] A drama about molesting poor and good men!

Murong Fan crossed his arms and sized up the troublemaker, his eyes were black and his eyes were black, and he was very thin.With a face like a beast, two words were written all over his head: Smelly rascal! ! ! 【Murong, do you know how to count o(╯□╰)o】

Although many of the onlookers thought it was worthless for the little brother sitting cross-legged holding the piano on the ground... But no one dared to speak out, this pervert is a well-known bad guy, the eldest son of the Guangzhou Bureau of Shipping, Mai Zhaoqing.

I have nothing to do all day long and only know how to bully others!On weekdays, Situ Furong and her Guangnan Gang shake the place, and they dare not make trouble here in the city. Today, they probably heard the news that Sikong Lingjing was poisoned.So taking advantage of Situ Furong's lack of time and mind to take care of things, she's coming out to have some fun!

Where's Murong Fan~ I don't know what's wrong today, anyway, just seeing this stinky hooligan is quite unhappy~~

Seeing that his black and thin dirty hands were about to touch the hair of the little brother who lowered his head and said nothing...

"Crack"...

Then there was a loud voice, "Mother, hey! My hand is broken!!"

Mai Zhaoqing clutched her wrist and jumped up, crying blood spatteringly!

"Who are you! Do you know who I am!?"

Murong Fan stretched out his hand to support the little brother, stared at Mai Zhaoqing and sneered, "Of course I know who I am~~ I wrote the Tao Te Ching." Turning his head,

"Right bro?"

froze...then

Looking at each other silently for a moment...

There is... there is...

Such a pair of clear and transparent eyes... was looking at him at the moment.

Uh... But what is this feeling of wanting to dig a hole and bury yourself swollen? =￣ω￣=

"Thank you for your help, son."

That little brother spoke softly~~~ His voice is really heartwarming... No!More than heartwarming!It's heart-warming!

"Ah~~No thanks, no thanks." He waved his hands proudly, Murong Fan stepped forward to leave, alas, he had to go after he promised to save someone~~

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"Where... are you taking me?" Wang Fang hugged Qin and followed Murong Fan, looking at this man's figure that was one size smaller than the average man, Wang Fang didn't understand, do women in Song Dynasty like to dress up as men?

Murong Fan twitched his mouth, shaking his head with his hands behind his back~~~

"Take you to a fun place, eat delicious food, live in a comfortable house, and change into new clothes~~~"

Wang Fang looked down at himself in ragged clothes... pouted...

Looking at Wang Fang's innocent and lovely appearance, Murong Fan felt that after he walked out~~ he decided to go back and take this little brother with him!It's so right!

"Hey, what's your name? I can't keep calling you little brother playing the piano, can I?"

"Hmm...I...don't remember..." Wang Fang lowered his head and didn't look at Murong Fan.

Your own identity will cause trouble for others... then don't talk about it.

Murong Fan stopped, folded his arms and turned around, looking~~

Wang Fang looked at her puzzled.

"Ah! Got it! Why don't you call Quan..."

"careful!"

After pushing Murong Fan away, Wang Fang instinctively closed his eyes and hugged his piano tightly, hoping that it wouldn't get wet!

However, after waiting for a while, no water fell...

Open your eyes and look up...

~ "Hey? There's a lot of hail? Why did the flowerpot stop in the air?" Wang Fang looked at Murong Fan curiously, but when he turned around, he saw the man looking at him with deep eyes...

With a wave of his sleeves, the ice slag and flower pots frozen by internal force flew towards the wall and fell to the ground...

Wang Fang looked at Murong Fan's hand in surprise... Good!It's amazing...

Wang Fang's innocent expression and thoughts suddenly crashed into Murong Fan's heart.

Put away the playful expression before, lower your head and step on the ants...

This person doesn't know kung fu, and he was injured... But, at this moment, he actually wanted to save himself?

All these years, she, Murong Fan, has always been the one who bullies others, or protects her apprentices... It's that guy, who has known each other for so many years, and has never had anything to protect herself...

For the first time, this is the first time in 28 years, someone has stood up to defend themselves...

Tsk, what's the matter with this incomparably happy feeling?

Wang Fang saw Murong Fan's messy expression... momentarily confused, momentarily happy, momentarily gritted his teeth, momentarily stupefied...

This girl is quite interesting~~

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Feng'er stood at the gate of Lianrong Castle, looking at the road down the mountain, tsk, why hasn't anyone come yet?

Just now the leader clearly came back and said that there will be a miracle doctor...

"Ah! Fengguliang! Look! Is it those two people?"

The Guangnan Gang brothers who guarded the gate yelled at Feng Er who was sitting on the threshold with a depressed face.

When Feng'er heard this, she stood up on her knees and ran to the steps to look around...

Seeing Murong Fan and Wang Fang approaching in front of her, Feng'er turned back and forth to look at the two of them, and concluded, "A refugee! A woman disguised as a man! You...are genius doctors?"

Murong Fan curled his lips, how could this little girl tell that I am a woman at a glance→_→

besides!Why is this little brother not surprised at all! ?Could it be seen that →_→...

"Girl, my miraculous doctor's temperament is so obvious~~ Is it because your eyesight is not good...→_→"

Feng'er stretched out a finger, wrinkled her nose and pinched a torn piece of cloth on Wang Fang's shoulder, "What about him?"

"My boy holding the piano."

"→_→Big Sister, I, Feng'er, have heard of Boy Holding a Sword and Boy Carrying a Sword, but this is the first time I've heard Boy Holding a Qin."

Murong Fan gritted his teeth, "Little sister, if you don't let me in, your deputy leader will die."

"Miss Feng, what's the matter?" He Yihang heard the noise at the door when he was in the castle.

Murong Fan turned his head when he heard the words...

Oh~ This is He Yihang, with a cute little face!Well, there is still the aura of this master~~

Hey, dead ladyboy, your kung fu is as good as anyone else's, no wonder you haven't been able to catch anyone!Dead stupid!hum~~

"Oh! General He! This is the miraculous doctor invited by the leader, but I don't think it's very reliable!" Feng'er stood beside He Yihang.

"Little sister! Who are you talking about!" Murong Fan killed him with a single glance...

"Dare to ask the girl's name?"

"Murong Fan..."

"Then, what about this young man?"

Wang Fang just wanted to say that he didn't know...

"His name is Quan Zhilong!"

"Ah?!"→_→Why didn't I know my name is Quan Zhilong...

"Miss Murong, please come with me, and I will take you to see the patient."

He Yihang led the way and led Murong Fan to Sikong Lingjing's residence.

"Feng'er, can you take Mr. Quan to the guest room and prepare hot water and a change of clothes for him?"

"Okay! No problem! General He, wrap it on me!"

After walking two steps, Feng'er suddenly realized that she was the chief steward of Lianrong Fort...why would Semir listen to He Yihang? !

Sigh~~ Forget it, anyway, General He is doing well!I won’t lie to myself~~ He’s right!

"Hey! Why are you called Quan Zhilong when you are so handsome!"

Wang Fang hugged Qin, with the expression of stepping on a cockroach... whispered, "I still want to ask..."

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"This poison is called broken heart." Putting away the gold silk gloves, Murong Fan washed it carefully with the water brought by his servants.

Tsk, I don't know which careless guy stole the poison, it must have been too much...

"Miss Murong, can the poison be cured?" Lou Xinyue saw Murong Fan's profound inner strength, and even expressed her hope...

This poison is tyrannical, and he can't survive for three days at most, otherwise, he can still ask his brother for help. My brother is the number one doctor in the world, so he must have a way to save people.

"There is a solution."

"Lou Xinyue begs the girl to save her with all her strength."

Murong Fan looked at the woman in front of him, she had a face like a fairy, temperament like a heavenly man, and martial arts that were rarely met with opponents, but at this moment, her brows were furrowed and her eyes were filled with unexplainable melancholy... This rare and precious compassion is really touching.

No wonder, the man never thought of hurting her at all, and he changed his strategy again and again, probably to protect her...

"I said Miss Lou~~ Blood detoxification is a very difficult and complicated ancient method. My kung fu is not bad! But there is no guarantee that there will be no danger~~ Have you really thought about it?"

Lou Xinyue laughed, "Miss Murong, instead of wasting your time asking me if I have anything, why don't you hurry up and prepare the necessary supplies."

"Okay. But Miss Lou, don't worry too much. This vice-leader is strong in martial arts, and someone uses internal energy to protect her heart. Don't be so fast~~"

"You're a doctor, I'll listen to you..." Lou Xinyue turned cold, and left the door without further words.

"Xinyue, how are you?"

"Listen to the doctor..."

"Oh." He Yihang nodded, always feeling that the miracle doctor is not reliable...

"Ha..." Murong Fan came out of the room stretching his waist.

"Miss Lou, Mr. He... are you ready?"

"Huh?!~~~"

He Yihang Xinyue looked at each other in dismay, and said in his heart, what are you going to do?

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"Nangong Hang, why are you looking for me today?" Wang Junxue was lying on the couch, her fingertips wrapped around a few strands of hair, her posture was very charming.

Nangong Hang cupped his hands, "Master Wang, I'm here to thank you for your generosity in helping me rebuild the Daming Palace in Yunnan."

Wang Junxue changed to a side-lying position, "What kind of leader Wang, it's so ugly."

"Boom!" A strong wind blew open the door of the bamboo building.

When Wang Junxue and Nangong Hang opened their eyes, they realized that there was already an extra person in the room.

"Master." Wang Junxue hurriedly fell off the couch and knelt down in front of the man in blue.

Nangong Hang knelt down and looked at him quietly. Is this the real mastermind behind the scenes? ~~

Hehe, I finally deserved to bear the humiliation for so long.

"Wang Junxue, have you ever been to Mantuo Village?"

Wang Junxue's back was covered with cold sweat, did she know so soon...

"Go...go...go."

"you wanna die!"

"Master... master... spare... life." Wang Junxue tried to break free from the hand of the man in blue that was holding her neck, but she just felt the pain caused by the lack of oxygen more and more.

Before the consciousness was completely blurred, the man in blue let go of his hand.

"If there is another time, you will end it yourself."

Limp on the ground, Wang Junxue could only look at the back of the man who was getting further and further away...

You will always, always only leave me with a back...

He took out a small red medicine bottle from his arms...

I just, I just, thought I could stay a little longer the next time you come...

I just want to get closer to you...

That's it.

Can't you?

Nangong stood up, "Nangong bid farewell, we will meet later."

Walking out of the bamboo building, looking up at the sky, Nangong Hang narrowed his eyes and smiled slowly, the sun is so good today~~

Broken heart... Uh huh, not bad~

He Yihang, He Yihang, you really have no plans.

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