The author has something to say: I got off work at nine o'clock in the evening and had a supper with my colleagues, and accidentally drank too much, and I saw everything. Today's article will be repeated in one chapter, and the content will be revised tomorrow morning...... Please forgive me!

Yan Ziming was already dizzy and weak in his limbs because he had slept for too long, and he had been talking to Mu Wen since he woke up, and he was tired, but now he was a little sleepy, and as soon as he finished speaking, Yan Ziming yawned.

Seeing this, Mu Wen said very intimately: "Is the master sleepy? Every time the father is poisoned, the body is much weaker than usual, this time the master supports his body to take care of Miss Leng, and the body is even weaker, it is better to rest for a while! Wait for a while, Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu will make breakfast, and the subordinates will call the master again." People are iron, rice is steel, since yesterday, the lord has not eaten for a day, this morning no matter what, I have to eat some breakfast, otherwise, this body will really not be able to bear it. ”

Yan Ziming, who can be said, said almost everything, he really didn't want to say anything, he wanted to rest for a while, so he nodded along with Mu Wen's words and said: "It's okay, I'm a little sleepy, I'll take a nap for a while!" It's just that I look weak, don't go out, wait for the two old people to make breakfast, you can also bring it into the house to eat with me." ”

When Mu Wen heard this, he respectfully agreed: "Yes, master!"

After agreeing, Mu Wen supported the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand with his right hand, and was about to stand up and leave with the support of the sword, Mu Wen's knees had already left the ground, but he saw Yan Ziming, who had already closed his eyes and rested, suddenly opened his eyes.

I saw Yan Ziming suddenly look at Mu Wen and asked, "Mu Wen, what about you? When that time comes, what are you going to do? Are you also going to marry a wife and have children like Wang Quan?"

Originally, Yan Ziming was about to close his eyes and take a nap, but when he closed his eyes, Yan Ziming thought of something, and since he thought of it, Yan Ziming asked without thinking.

Whether it's Wang Quan or Mu Wen. Although Yan Ziming occasionally compares the two of them together, he just hopes that the two of them can learn from each other's strengths. If you really want to study it carefully, Yan Ziming has never really disliked or dissatisfied anyone. As for where Wang Quan and Mu Wen will go in the future, Yan Ziming is sincerely concerned.

After Yan Ziming's question came out. Mu Wen froze in place, his right hand propped up on the hilt of the three-foot Qingfeng's sword, his knees were only a palm away from the ground, and his body took on a strange posture that he didn't know whether to stand up or kneel.

Is that so difficult to answer? If you don't answer...... you can obviously notice Muwen's abnormality, Yan Ziming didn't want to force Muwen too much, so he took the initiative to take a step back.

The only people who can be completely trusted by Yan Ziming's side have always been Wang Quan and Mu Wen, and for so many years, Yan Ziming has come over with the support of Wang Quan and Mu Wen without any doubts, so the meaning of the two of them to Yan Ziming is very different.

If it weren't for the fact that this question was really difficult to answer, how could Muwen, who had always been honest and honest, be so silent? Although Yan Ziming was the master of Muwen and Wang Quan, Yan Ziming was still relatively easy-going in matters other than business. I don't want to persecute Mu Wen and Wang Quan's two subordinates too much.

After Yan Ziming finished speaking, Mu Wen knelt down again and continued to be silent for a while before replying: "It's not difficult to answer, my subordinates are just thinking about how to answer." No matter when and where, where the master is, the subordinates are there! The subordinates' orders are given by the master, and the qiē that the subordinates have now are all given by the master, and there is no master. There is no pastoral writing today. In this life, the subordinates will swear to follow the master to the death, and as for the side, the subordinates have never thought about it......"

There was a pause at this point. I saw Mu Wen looking at Yan Ziming intently, and said clearly: "So, master, you want to live! Live well, you must be sure, you can't die before your subordinates and Wang Quan! Otherwise, your subordinates don't know what the meaning of living in this world is!"

When the pastoral text said the last paragraph. The tone is a little choked!

No matter how loyal Mu Wen is to Yan Ziming, how much he is afraid that something will happen to Yan Ziming! Whether he marries a wife and has children, or travels around the Tiancheng Continent, these are just what Wang Quan wants, but for Mu Wen, these are just dispensable things, only Yan Ziming, only Yan Ziming is the most important!

Listening to Mu Wen's words, Yan Ziming's vision began to blur, his brain was dizzy, his body became more and more sleepy and weak, he was really sleepy......

After a while, I only heard Yan Ziming say a little slurred: "Muwen, with your words, I feel that back then, I didn't pick you up and go home in vain." Don't worry, I will live, I will live well, I still have many things to do, even if I die, I will ...... after I have done those things."

Speaking of the back, Yan Ziming's voice became smaller and smaller, until there was no longer a voice.

Seeing this, Mu Wen called out with some hesitation, but after Mu Wen's words fell, Yan Ziming, who was lying on the bed on the warm kang with his eyes slightly closed, did not answer him.

After waiting quietly for a while, seeing that Yan Ziming had not moved, Mu Wen got up from the ground, first put the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand on the edge of the warm kang, and then carefully helped Yan Ziming tuck the quilt.

Listening to Yan Ziming's even breathing, Mu Wen stood quietly by the warm kang for a while, and saw that Yan Ziming was sleeping peacefully, and there was nothing wrong with it, so he put his heart down.

In order to prevent waking Yan Ziming, Mu Wen lightly picked up his three-foot Qingfeng, tiptoed out of the house, and left.

Walking outside the house, he glanced at Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu, who were still busy in the small shed in the courtyard, Mu Wen pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing an expression of whether to smile or not.

Looking up at the dazzling morning sun in the distant sky, Mu Wen whispered in his heart: Master, since you have been poisoned by the red charm in your body, you have not slept soundly for a day, let alone have nightmares. If you are tired, take a good rest, and there are subordinates and Muwen on the side! If you are crazy, Muwen will accompany you crazy! If you are sober, Muwen will accompany you to sober! I just ask you not to leave Muwen alone!

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In the dimly lit room, Leng Qing who was lying on the warm kang had already woken up.

Leng Qing didn't wake up naturally, but the feeling of hunger in her belly was too obvious, and Leng Qing was woken up by hunger.

Looking around at the familiar and unfamiliar environment, looking at the old quilt covering her body, Leng Qing propped her hands on her sides, ready to get up, but with a little force, there was a piercing pain in her left shoulder.

Leng Qing bared her teeth in pain, and then remembered that before, because Mu Wen misunderstood her for hurting Yan Ziming, Mu Wen dislocated her left arm with a hand knife in a hurry......

Helpless, Leng Qing had no choice but to use her right hand to support herself and get up from the warm kang. As soon as she sat up, Leng Qing felt dizzy in her brain and almost fell again.

Kankan held on to the edge of the warm kang, Leng Qing gently shook his head that was dizzy from a long sleep, and sat quietly for a while, feeling dizzy better, so he dared to go to the ground.

When Leng Qing leaned over to put on her shoes, she found that the shoes on the ground by the warm kang were not the white embroidered shoes embroidered with golden lotus patterns that Leng Qing wore before, but a pair of gray mille-feuille old cloth shoes, and the gray old shoes were embroidered with unknown flowers, and the embroidery threads had been worn out in a few places, and the flowers were no longer complete. However, after Leng Qing put it on, she found that it still fits well, so she will wear it as well.

Because Leng Qing's previous silk underwear was soaked in well water, it had already been replaced by Yan Ziming with clean coarse cloth clothes, at this moment, Leng Qing was wearing a caftan brown dress with several patches, and she was wearing gray old cloth shoes with mille-feuille soles on her feet, which looked like a rural village girl.

Although it is not very abrupt to wear it on Leng Qing because the clothes fit, whether it is in modern times or after coming to this different world, whether it is a close-fitting underwear or an outerwear, Leng Qing wears clothes made of expensive clothes, whether it is softness or comfort, it is incomparable to the clothes of this country woman.

Leng Qing's skin has long been accustomed to the comfort brought by expensive clothes, and her skin has become very soft because of this, and now, suddenly changing into such a dress made of clothes that are so rough that they can no longer be rough, Leng Qing was really uncomfortable being cut by the rough material, but Leng Qing didn't know where her original clothes went, so she was helpless.

When Yan Ziming changed Leng Qing's clothes, he remembered to help Leng Qing take off her wet socks, but she forgot to help Leng Qing change into a pair of clean socks.

Every time Leng Qing took a step, she felt very uncomfortable in her feet, and her body was cut uncomfortably by the rough clothes, so that Leng Qing had to stop and adapt to every step she took.

Because the left arm has not yet recovered, it is difficult to even move, so Leng Qing's waist-length three thousand green silk could not be combed and formed, so Leng Qing had to use her right hand to casually pull and comb a few times, so that the loose ink hair would not be too ugly.

In this way, Leng Qing held his left arm, which was still a little painful, with his right hand, draped with three thousand green silks, and walked towards the house with some difficulty.

The sun outside the house was just right, and before she walked to the door of the house, Leng Qing saw Mu Wen squatting at the door of the earthen house opposite her, as if he was repairing the door frame with some tool in his hand, and Uncle Liu was still standing aside to help.

Leng Qing didn't want to know what had happened during her slumber, she just wanted to eat now, and she had a strong desire for food to fill the hunger in her stomach! Leng Qing remembered that it was the small kitchen of Uncle Liu's house!

When Leng Qing walked to the small shed with difficulty, walked to the stove, and was about to reach out to open the lid on the stove to see if there was any food in the pot, but was startled by Aunt Liu, who suddenly stood up from behind the stove. (To be continued.) )