Wuhua's eyes were hazy, and when she came to her senses, she was stunned to find herself standing in a ruined temple. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The broken temple is not big, Wuhua turned around in the broken temple, there are fine pieces of light falling down at the roof of the head of the Buddha, after the wind and rain, there is a tall Buddha statue of a person in tatters, there should be nothing on the long table where the tribute candlestick should be placed.

All that remained was a shabby yellow cloth covered with a thick layer of ash. In the corners where there is no leakage of light or rain, piles of straw are piled up on the ground. It seems that this ruined temple should be often stopped.

In a trance, Wuhua felt that this scene was somewhat familiar.

Two black shadows entered, both of them dressed in black, and the tight black clothes tightly wrapped around their bodies clearly outlined their figures. On their sleeves, a totem is embroidered with dark gold thread, and the stitches are delicate and delicate, shimmering with a faint light.

The woman in the lead looked around, as if she was looking for someone. Suddenly, she sneered, and then her eyes fell on the sturdy one covered by the yellow cloth, and she took a few steps forward, holding a beautiful sword flower in her hand.

She cut off the yellow cloth, and the table staggered, revealing the bare feet of the people curled up inside.

The woman snorted, "Come out, we know where you're hiding." ”

After a pause, seeing that there was no sign of the person in the room, the woman snorted coldly, undisguised the threat in her words.

"If you don't come out, the next sword, I don't know where it will be cut."

Under the woman's threat, the owner of the foot finally moved.

There was a hint of arrogance in the woman's eyebrows, and she glanced at the man standing beside her, who was about eight feet tall and had a tight and burly figure. The top of the head is wrapped in a black cloth, leaving a pair of narrow eyes, in which there is nothing, and everything is cold. Silently looked at the man who had crawled out from under the long table.

She crawled out from under the table little by little, the men's clothes on her body were stained with blood, and the blood stains on her face covered her face, and her eyebrows were full of life, afraid that she would not live long. But unlike her body, she has a pair of very outstanding eyes, which are bright and clear compared to those rare treasures.

The moment she came out, the long table was cut in half by a sword, and fell heavily to the ground.

She glanced back, choked on the dust kicking up, covered her lips and coughed a few times, leaning feebly against the legs of the collapsed long table. The breath is like a gossamer, and the voice is hoarse. "I wonder what the hell is going on with the two of you? I have no grievances with you, so why should you disturb my peace? ”

"Have you ever seen a man in black?"

"No, I didn't."

"Really?" The woman took a few steps forward, her eyes sharp.

The man shook his head as if he had no strength.

The woman sneered, holding the sharp long sword in her hand, and was about to approach. The man on the other side, who had never spoken, reached out and grabbed the woman, and when the woman turned around, he shook his head, his voice cold and soulless. "Even if you don't do it, he won't be alive soon."

"But." Before the woman could say something, she noticed that the man had turned around and left, so she had to stomp her foot, looked back at the man who was leaning on the table and was breathing more and less breathing, snorted, said nothing, and chased after him.

When the two of them went out, the long table tablecloth behind the man was gently lifted.

A dark shadow emerged from behind the long table, like a nimble fox

The man in black arched his hand, "Thank you, brother, for your protection." ”

The man waved his hand and lifted his eyes, and his voice was small. "If you really thank me, take me for a ride."

The man in black obviously didn't expect that he would get such an answer with a casual remark, and he hesitated for a moment before replying. "I don't know what's going on with Brother Tai?"

Wuhua stood on the side and watched fascinated, suddenly dizzy in her mind, after blinking, she came back to her senses, the black man in front of her had a pair of bright eyes, she heard her own voice, and at the same time felt that her mouth was opening and closing. "For me... Find a doctor. ”

The man in black took a shallow breath and rolled his Adam's apple up and down. Grabbed Wuhua's wrist.

Wuhua couldn't move, so he could only let the man in black move.

The man in black was silent for a moment, and finally took out a long crystal white jade porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a snow-white crystal pill from it, and sent it to Wuhua.

As soon as Wuhua's eyes saw the porcelain vase, she noticed that her breathing was short, her body seemed to be imprisoned by something, and there was a roar in her head.

As soon as he fell asleep, Wuhua turned over and sat up from the bed, a thin layer of sweat broke out from his forehead. Most of the clothes on his body are wet. The head is still a little heavi, indescribably tired.

Qiu Xuan leaned on the edge of the bed, looked at her quietly, squinted and smiled. "What did you dream about?"

Startled by Qiu Xuan's sudden voice, Wuhua's body trembled slightly, and slowly turned his head.

"Hey, you don't have to react so much, do you? I'm just here to see you. Qiu Xuan's eyes were slightly condensed, and his face did not show anything.

"See what?" Maybe it's because he just woke up, and when Wuhua's voice came out, it didn't look like his own.

"The face is yellow, the lips are white, and the body is weak and weak...."Qiu Xuan carefully observed Wuhua's complexion and said slowly. A nightmare, it's not very pleasant to think about, right? ”

"Also, when are you going to let go of your hand on my sleeve?"

Hearing him say this, Wuhua was stunned for a moment, and then looked down. Her body was weak and weak, but her right hand tightly pinched Qiu Xuan's sleeve, and the force was so heavy that her fingertips were already white. Her hand loosened his sleeve a little. In a trance, I remembered last night... Her eyes fell on his hand that was being grabbed by her sleeve, could he have sat all night?

"Loosen." Qiu Xuan's backhand clenching made Wuhua feel very uncomfortable, and there was an illusion that he was clamped. It's just that she feels tired when she first wakes up, and her body is still unable to break free.

Qiu Xuan's brows moved slightly, and he let go of his hand, falling into deep thought.

And Wuhua just woke up from a dream and his mind was disturbed, so he didn't ask anything more.

Qiu Xuan opened his mouth and found that Wuhua was in a trance, not knowing what he was thinking, he paused slightly, and his figure disappeared.

In a trance, Wuhua moved the pillow away with his palm, pressed his fingers slightly, and took out a long crystal white jade porcelain bottle from the small lattice at the bottom. Inside this porcelain bottle, there are also two pills.

At the beginning, Qiu Xuan fed himself this pill, and only then did he pull Wuhua's poisonous body back from the Ghost Gate.

It can be seen how precious this medicine is.

Wuhua sighed, thinking in his heart that the three-year period was approaching. Should this be returned to Qiu Xuan? Let him go?

Just when Wuhua was constantly entangled in his heart, he looked back, but there was no trace of Qiu Xuan in the room.

Wuhua unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and the feeling of throat blockage suddenly faded.

Now that Qiu Xuan didn't take the initiative to ask her for it, it means that he has no intention of leaving now, so it should be better to store it here for the time being.

Wuhua figured it out, hesitated for a moment, and put the Changjing white jade porcelain bottle back in its original place.

After putting the things away, Wuhua got off the bed and stood barefoot on the edge of the windowsill, looking into the distance thoughtfully. I didn't expect last night to dream about two years ago.

Two years ago, the right minister was poisoned, and because of the deep poisoning, coupled with the important official position, he could not leave Kyoto at will. The original owner of this body personally tested the poison for his father, but his filial piety was still not satisfied after all.

On her way to Lishuijian, she was intercepted and killed, and her body was arbitrarily dumped on a mass grave.

Fortunately, although the filial piety of the original owner was not perfected, the right prime minister had a big life and was saved by Mo Ziran.

It stands to reason that the original owner can do this for the sake of the right minister, and the attitude of the right minister in the past few years has been too ambiguous. did not show any special affection, nor did he restrain every move of Wuhua.

Thinking of this, a faint color of doubt dyed Wuhua's heart.

In fact, as soon as she returned to the right minister's mansion, she had already noticed that the right attitude towards herself was a little strange, but under the nervousness of that year, she was ignored by Wuhua in the past, and it is strange to think about it now.

Wuhua had heard the sound of Yunshu's footsteps walking around outside, and she changed her clothes and pushed the door open. "Cloud Book ....." Her voice stopped abruptly when she saw the three people standing outside the door.

"Chiyuki?" She frowned, and she wondered why Yunshu had been standing at the door and hadn't come in.

"Cousin." Lin Qianxue saw Wuhua push the door out, her eyes lit up, and her originally impatient look instantly changed to a bright smile. The jet-black green silk was half pulled up with a jade pink peach blossom hairpin, the white and smooth face was bubbling with a touch of pink, a pair of smart big eyes blinked happily, and the body was draped in the most popular coral pink pearl cloak of the year.

"Why are you here?" Wuhua looked at the sky outside. "How long have you been standing outside?"

"Actually, it's not long." Lin Qianxue replied with a smile.

Wuhua nodded.

"Miss Cousin has been waiting for her son here for half an hour." The maid behind Lin Qianxue answered with a smile, and glanced in the direction of Yunshu intentionally or unintentionally.

"Qianxue, since you've arrived, why don't you wake me up?" Wuhua didn't see it, but he was slightly puzzled.

"Actually, there's nothing to worry about, it's just that Cousin Yehua told me that I will go to visit Cousin Qionghua with your cousin today. So I came to take a look, but I didn't think that I came too early and disturbed my cousin, you have to rest. Lin Qianxue looked apologetic. Yunshu is also just to let your cousin rest more, and I hope that my cousin will not blame. ”

Wuhua glanced at Yunshu, who was standing quietly on the side, and there was a hint of blame in his tone. "You don't know how to be polite anymore, today is Qianxue's generosity and don't care about you, don't thank Miss Biao soon."

"Yes." Yun Shu responded gently and bowed to Lin Qianxue. "It's Yunshu who doesn't know the etiquette and offends Miss Biao. Thank you Miss Biao for her grace of not punishing, Yunshu should keep it in mind. ”

Lin Qianxue had been observing her all the time, and found that Yun Shu had no superfluous expression on her face from beginning to end, and she sighed secretly. This cloud book is not easy to deal with.

"No need to be polite."