Peony Overlord [Rebirth]

The winter wind is bleak, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Chu Xinle twitched her brows calmly. For the first time in her life, she felt that her head was not enough, so she half-understood and replied, "Human blood?"

The beating in the chest was uncontrollable, and it became irritable. The beast struggled to break through the shackles, and its thin body couldn't bear it, and it kept trembling.

"Second brother, this medicine..." Shi Haoming returned the porcelain bottle to him and said, "It's for suppression."

"Please explain clearly." Chu Xinle clenched her five fingers hidden in her sleeves. He was wearing a thick coat, but it looked extremely thin.

"If you don't take it, you have to drink human blood once a month after winter, as long as you touch human blood once, this medicine will be useless, and from then on, you have to drink this person's blood every month until... ..." Shi Haoming hesitated to speak, but seeing his second brother's expression of wanting to swallow him up, he said: "...until...until death."

until death

who died?That person died?or do i die?

Chu Xinle didn't ask, and he didn't want to.

Put down the porcelain bottle in your hand, it seems to be hot.

can not eat!

This thing is the poppy, the thorn in the bottom of my heart, I can only pull it out forcefully, I can't let it grow.

The cold wind outside the window lifted the hairs on Chu Xinle's cheeks. There was no sun outside, and there were endless clouds, but there was a dazzling white light in the bleakness.

"Ah...winter is coming." Half of Chu Xinle's face was hidden in the darkness, and he turned his head to face the faint light. The white mist weakened his beautiful facial features, but made the line of his chin even tougher. , The oil lamp inside the house and the light outside the house flickered in the eyes.

Winter in Runan is coming, but winter in Lin'an is not moving forward. There are still some half-dead leaves on the branches, hanging on the treetops and dying.

Yunji will come to Qing'antang every day to help brew and administer medicine. He is more familiar with the drawer where the various medicinal materials are stored than when he goes back to his own home. In the past, there were only Xing Qingzhang, a blind man, and Ping An, a child in the medicine hall. It is inconvenient to do anything. Now With the addition of two able-bodied boys, Yun Jiming and Qian Yi were left with the hard work of running back and forth.

"The anti-cold medicine here is gone, is the one inside ready?" Ping An sent out the last can, urging it inside with accented words.

"Immediately!" Qian Yi had a headache from the smell of the medicine, and his nose was choking again, so he pinched his nose and fanned it vigorously with a rotten cattail leaf fan, which made the stove fire even hotter, and even became angry.

"Fucking, come here for me!" Qian Yi finally erupted, his temples throbbed, he struggled to get up from the small wooden stool, and shouted at Xing Qingzhang, "Pull me here, and enjoy the blessings leisurely over there. I'm working here alone!"

There was a lot of noise around, and there were a lot of people, and they stretched out some hands in a daze, looking scary, Yun Jiming stretched out his hands to rub his ears, and yawned boredly, ignoring Qian Yi's irritable appearance, and sat In this small dilapidated medical hall, there is still the noble appearance of the deputy son.

"Oh, tired, aren't you busy? I didn't see you taking someone's pulse." Yun Jiming didn't even bother to stretch out his hand, and pointed to Xing Qingzhang next to his chin who was taking someone's pulse. He was sitting upright, matching Yun Ji As if he had no bones, he became more and more lazy.

"It's not you who got the pulse, you're so tired!" Qian Yi had been hanging out with Yun Jiming since he was a child, and learned everything about doing business from all over the world, and scolded people one after another.

"I'm asking Shanyuan for advice on medical skills. As the saying goes, there is no limit to learning. If you disturb your brother's study, you will be immersed in a pig cage." De Qianyi gritted his teeth.

Qian Yi was originally brought here by force, who would like to be smoked every day in this dilapidated medical clinic, and his body would be completely smoked when he returned at night, and he would definitely not be able to get rid of it without soaking for half an hour.

"Come here, here are a few people, I'll feel the pulse, don't let Dr. Shanyuan get tired." Yun Jiming looked at it for a long time, and finally sat up, rolled up the cumbersome big sleeve robe, and held the jade in his hand. The folding fan was placed vertically by the corner of the table, and the ten fingers kept moving their muscles and bones. The joints were clearly defined, and the thick calluses on the fingers were particularly obvious.

Yun Jiming seemed to take the pulse of others easily, and Qian Yi gave up and didn't want to do it anymore.

"Brother Qian Yi—is the medicine ready?" Seeing that more and more people gathered at the medicine dispensing side, Ping An urged again.

"Alright, alright, here we come!" Qian Yi picked up the cattail fan that had been thrown on the ground, resigned himself to his fate, pinched his nose and fanned it vigorously.

Although there are a lot of people who came to the clinic today, they all had a cold and fever, and few were seriously ill. They kept their feet on the ground when they were busy, and they were really bored when they were free. The sky outside was getting darker, and the flow of people was getting smaller and smaller. , until the night came completely, and there were only four of them left in the Qing'an courtyard.

"Mr. Ge, thank you and Mr. Qian for today. It has been winter recently, and more and more people are suffering from wind and cold." Xing Qingzhang stretched his wrists and groped to help the table to stand up. Because he had been sitting for too long, his back was stiff , stood halfway and almost sat back, Yun Jiming stood beside him, his eyes never left him from the beginning to the end, seeing that he was about to fall, he stretched out his arms and pulled him towards him, which prevented Xing Qingzhang from falling.

Because Yun Jiming hugged him vigorously, the stiff bones of his waist creaked. Yun Jiming's ears could hear clearly, and his legs kept trembling because of anemia. chest.

The chest was beating non-stop, and the sound was so powerful that his palms were numb. It was too hot, and the coldness of his palms was melted by the heat of his chest, and the numbness was particularly obvious.

He wanted to stop, but he felt that it was not appropriate for the two of them to do so, and he froze there for a while, not knowing what to do.

"Shanyuan, the earlobe is turning red." The two of them were so close that Yun Jiming could almost see the blood vessels in Xing Qingzhang's white and transparent earlobe, as well as the soft fluff outside the earlobe. The fluff shyly shrank, for fear of being seen too much.

The hot air sprayed on the pinnae, and the climax continued to surge. Xing Qingzhang pressed his hand on his chest hard, trying to push the person away. Gather your fingers.

Too lean...no meat.

"Be careful in the future, Shanyuan." Seeing that Xing Qingzhang's face was blushing, his eyes were dull, he didn't know where he was looking, he was pitiful, so he showed kindness and didn't intend to tease him, so he opened his mouth to talk , trying to hide the embarrassment just now.

Who knew that his words made Xing Qingzhang's face even redder, and he was almost angry, but he kept suppressing his trembling voice and said, "Thank you."

Yun Jiming waved his hands habitually, and after waving, he remembered that no one could see him, so he said, "It's okay."

He has been here to help for half a month, but this blind little doctor is always called Mr. Ge, Mr. Ge. At first, he was not familiar with his ancestral surname, and he was always called Changzhou every day, but this little doctor He didn't say anything, and just used some words that the two of them didn't know well to answer him, and gradually realized that the little doctor looked gentle and polite, but in fact he was thin-skinned and not easy to tease.

Xing Qingzhang felt annoyed, he was always ashamed in front of this person, so he unconsciously raised his hand to pinch his earlobe, as if he could vent his anger in this way, the more he pinched, the harder he pinched.

With his hand wrapped in warmth, Yun Jiming took off the hand that was bullying his earlobe, and his tone seemed to be smiling: "Don't rub it, it's even redder."

Xing Qingzhang pulled out his hand and didn't speak.

Ping An came out from behind, holding the freshly brewed tea in his hand, and Qian Yi followed him, for fear that the little glutinous rice dumpling would accidentally burn him, but Ping An was very steady, making and pouring the tea in one go, the tea was fragrant. Strong, dispelling the bitter taste of Kaiyiguan.

"Brother, let's drink tea." Ping An Nuo called out.

Xing Qingzhang nodded, turned around and fumbled over, Yun Jiming wanted to help him, but he refused as soon as his hand touched Xing Qingzhang's arm, he was not embarrassed, and walked beside Xing Qingzhang.

"It's getting dark today, how about tea at night?" Yun Jiming and Qian Yi looked at each other, only to see Qian Yi helplessly spread his hands. It seemed that he had asked Ping An the same question, but Ping An ignored him.

Yun Jiming turned to Xing Qingzhang beside him, and asked softly, "Are you still sleeping?"

It's like a normal conversation between husband and wife.

The sound was not loud, it made Xing Qingzhang's ears itch from scratching, his earlobes seemed to be dripping with blood, his fingers holding the edge of the table curled up unconsciously, and his nails scratched towards the table, the sound was not very satisfactory.

"I'm used to it." Yun Jiming didn't say much, walked over to take the tea that Ping An handed over, and took a sip. The cold aroma of the tea poured into his throat, and Xing Qingzhang felt he was breathing.

"Why haven't I seen you drink it before?" Yun Jiming poured himself a glass and took a sip.

Seeing his gentle appearance, Qian Yi rolled his eyes, there's no need to sip his drink!

"In the past, when you left late, my brother could only find time to have a drink before going to bed. Today, the store closed early, so I made a drink for my brother." Ping An said.

Qian Yi doesn't like children very much. He thinks children are crying and making noises, which is very annoying. But he is very rare for this kid, Ping An. He is very smart, smart, and very good-looking. When he first met him, he even called him Recognized as a little girl.

He couldn't hold back, stretched out his hand and patted Ping An's round head, and boasted, "Why are you so obedient?"

Except for Xing Qingzhang, Ping An annoyed others to touch his head the most, and he pulled it off with both hands. Qian Yi rubbed his combed hair into a mess. He smoothed it carefully, raised his eyes to stare at the culprit, and threatened in a waxy voice: "Don't touch my head!"

Qian Yi saw that he had finished smoothing it out, so he groaned again, and compromised: "All right, all right, don't touch, don't touch."

Xing Qingzhang listened to the back and forth arguing with each other, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

It seems that I haven't lived this kind of life for a long time. In Jiuyuan, when Xing Yanhong was still young, Xing Lingjun loved to bully him. Xing Yanhong couldn't beat him, so he could only complain to him angrily... Later Xing Yanhong also grew up When he grew up, he came to An'an to study in retreat, and picked up Ping An in the mountains. At that time, Ping An was only a small ball. He held it in his arms and could wrap it around with one hand. After a few years on the mountain, it was considered peaceful. Xing Qingzhang sometimes thought that he would stay on the mountain for the rest of his life, and having peace and master would be enough.

But the world is unpredictable, the original checks and balances have changed because of the sudden fire in the Chu family, Chu Xinle's rise and perish, Qinchuan has become a gathering place for bandits and refugees, disrupting the order that can be maintained in the Central Plains, and bandits and bandits are rampant At that time, the five checks and balances turned into porcelain with a bright surface, and the cracks on it were already visible to the naked eye. His master expected this result and sent him down the mountain.

The smile on the corner of Xing Qingzhang's mouth faded, he seemed to be sinking into the boundless darkness, he drank the cup of tea in one gulp, the oil lamp reflected in his eyes, brighter than anyone else in the room.

Master, what are you thinking...

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