Xie Xun sat under the porch, leaning on the long case beside him, his eyes fell on the small burning stove, and the sound of gurgling water echoed in the quiet courtyard.

The young man named Heart also sat down, but he sat with his back straight, like a man's back, and did not have the leisurely attitude of the idle clouds and wild cranes that relieved his worries.

His eyes were always wandering around Xie Wu, and more than once he wanted to ask her if she was a woman.

But he has lived for more than 20 years, and he has seen the bold and bold of the demons, the shy and subtle, and the kind of girl, but he has never seen such a chic and calm girl who is like a scholar.

So he didn't dare to be sure, lest he insult her by asking questions.

"Heart." The corners of Xie Wu's lips suddenly hooked up a smile, and he turned his eyes to look at the young man beside him.

The heart was confused by her laughter, only when she realized that she was looking at her rather offended, biting her lip nervously, not knowing how to explain it.

But Xie Wei didn't look back at him at all, but got up leisurely, scooped up a scoop of water with her slender hand, and accurately extinguished the fire, and wrapped the wet cloth in her other hand, removed the clay pot from the fire, and lifted the palm-sized lid.

A strong smell of grass and trees accompanied by transpiring water vapor rushed out, and the smell was so strong that the boy couldn't help but close his eyes and hold his breath at the same time.

When he opened his eyes again, Xie Wei was pouring out the thick medicinal soup from the clay pot and pouring it into the wide bamboo tube, and the white mist rising from the medicinal soup shrouded her weak body as if it were a cloud.

The medicinal soup is slightly white in color, with a hint of beige, not the usual dull dark green color.

"Heart, turn your back."

The boy believed in her, and although he did not understand the use of this medicinal soup, he obediently turned his back and sat down.

Xie Wei rolled up his sleeves, soaked the clean cloth into the bamboo tube, dipped it in the medicinal soup, wrung it out gently, and carefully wrapped the cloth on the boy's head, including all the hair.

The boy froze, puzzled, but he didn't dodge.

"One day like this, when it is removed at dusk, all the lice will die." Xie Wei smiled, scooped up a scoop of water to wash his hands, and moved into the house with delicate steps.

When she came out again, she had already changed into the wide-sleeved straight skirt of yesterday's Xuan Yuan, and the wide clothes lined her body very weakly.

"Worry will go to Jingxuan, wait in the courtyard, don't remove the things in Baotou."

"I want to visit the Euonymus." The young man caught up with her brisk steps, his white and neat teeth clenched his lower lip, "The Euonymus is so protective of the heart, that is, there is nothing ......to be done."

Xie looked back and shook his head gently, "Brother has instructed that the euonymus needs to be kept away from the light and recuperate, and no others can be seen, and worries are still not entered." ”

The young man was slightly deflated, "Then, where is the doctor?" ”

"My brother and the doctors have not returned." Xie worries and raises his eyebrows again.

The deeper you intersect with people, the more difficult it is to hide your identity, and in order to reduce the suspicion of others, you can only try not to leave Huaisha Temple.

Many things can only be done by Yi Shen on her behalf.

The young man looked at her slender back, and the breeze swept by, stirring her in white clothes and outlining her graceful figure.

"Forgive your presumptuousness, isn't it a woman who is worried?"

Xie Wei had already taken a few steps, and when he heard the back steps, his eyes slowly hidden, his face turned slightly, only a small half was revealed, and his slightly hoarse voice trembled imperceptibly, "Why did your heart say this?" ”

The young man took a few steps forward, and although his face was flushed from Fang Cai's bold question, his tone slowly calmed down, "...... Worried not like a man. ”

Just because, you don't look like a man.

Xie Wei smiled helplessly, what did she have to say in the face of such a perfect reason?

"Yes." She took a deep breath, and her clear eyes stared at the sharp-eyed young man in front of her, "Worry is a woman." ”

After saying this, Xie Wu shook his head again, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, and left Huaisha Courtyard reflexively.

The young man did not retract his gaze until her figure was completely blocked by the emerald color outside, and muttered to himself, "Worry is a strange woman." ”

Walking to the vicinity of the mourning courtyard, the worries were calmed down a little.

She believes that the heart is not a broken mouth, even if he knows that he is a woman, he will not mention it to others at will.

And the boy himself is burdened with a body of secrecy, isn't he?

How can ordinary homeless people have such sharp eyes, how can they sit for a long time with great etiquette, and how can there be sword guards who swear to protect each other?

"Healing."

Huang saw her from afar and greeted her from the hospital, "Doctor worry, the Lord has been waiting for a long time." ”

“…… Thank you Huang Gong. Xie Wei raised his sleeves and gave a salute, "I was worried about decocting medicine for the young people in the hospital, so it was too late." ”

Jing Xuan stood at the bottom of the stairs, and when he heard her explain to Huang Yao from a distance, he evoked a sneer.

Of course, she was telling the truth, but Fang just ignored him in the Huaisha Courtyard, and now she made a very ashamed look.

Xie Wu slowly approached, with a smile in his eyes, "What's the matter with the mound?" ”

Jing Xuan was stunned by the smile in her eyes, put away the sneer, and took a look at his heart, "You can know the medical worries, who is the young man?" ”

"I don't know." Xie Wei shook his head, and then added, "His name is heart." ”

"Heart ......" Huang Yao's face became solemn, the few furrows on his face were extremely distinct, his eyes were dark, and he looked at Jing Xuan meaningfully.

Jing Xuan nodded, "His person is the son of Gongzi Lan, there is no doubt about it." ”

"Childe...... Zilan? Instant Yin Zilan? Xie was secretly surprised.

"Zilan has nothing to do with Ling Yin!"

Jing Xuan flicked his sleeves, and with a bang, the green jade paperweight on the case was brushed off and shattered into two.

Xie Wei trembled slightly in fright, and the nails hidden in his sleeves stabbed heavily into his palms, and he tried his best to suppress his voice to persuade, "...... Thousands of years of loyalty, there are descendants to judge, why should the mound be angry? ”

"The doctor's worries are very true." Huang Yao breathed a sigh of relief, although Jing Xuan's anger was very reasonable, when Qin lured King Chu Huai into Qin, Qu Zi admonished him, but the youngest son Zilan instigated his father to go, and finally King Huai was detained in Qin and died in a foreign land.

The death of the king of a country in another place is the greatest shame for the founding of Chu for more than 800 years.

Zilan was naturally regarded as a sinner by Li Shu, and did not want King Xiang to succeed to the throne, so she did not take this as the blame, but let this ignorant younger brother be Ling Yin, Zilan hated Qu Zi, and instigated Shangguan Doctor to slander in front of King Xiang, and finally Qu Zi was exiled again.

From the prospect of Xuanxuan's intoxication with literature, he didn't pay attention to political affairs, but he only heard Uncle Jingcha talk about how boring the doctor was when he was next to King Xiang, and how the villain around King Xiang was so gnashing of teeth.

When the tragedy of the death of the family and the country was revealed, he understood his uncle's state of mind at that time, and his sad resignations were not only his unfortunate teacher, but also the bitterness of his ambition.

I didn't care about it in the past, but now I hate the villain who ruined the government.