"You can rest first, I still have something to take care of." Chi Yue put the person in her arms on the bed, branded a kiss on the corner of the other party's forehead, turned around and changed her clothes and left in a hurry.

Yan Buli heard the sound of the wooden door closing outside, and immediately turned over and climbed to the inside of the bed, touching the cool wall up and down, left and right. It's just that he knocked back and forth, pushed and kicked a few times, and the wall still didn't move.

Could it be that I opened it the wrong way?

He crawled to the edge of the bed again, and rolled against the white wall, only to bang a big bag out of his head.

The Venus-eyed sat up and rubbed his head. Yan Buli recalled for a while, and finally remembered that Chi Yue had a small movement when he went to bed yesterday, and he seemed to kick under the edge of the bed with his heel.

Climbing outside again, looking down at the edge of the brown bed, Yan Buli found that the Siling moire marble inlaid on the bottom circumference was movable, and if he pressed it inside, he would sink into the wooden trough. At this time, there was a slight vibration under the bed, and a soft sound came from behind him.

Tsk, this mechanism is so hidden that Yan Buli was about to get up, when she suddenly heard someone outside the door whispering: "Disturb Madame, the slave maid is here to bring you water on the order of the sect master." ”

"Ahem, come in." Yan Buli's face turned red suddenly, in fact, he was not thirsty after being fed a pear by someone, but he didn't expect Chi Yue to still think about it.

However, as soon as the hookah and cold smoke came in, he knew that he had misunderstood again.

They did send water, but they sent bath water ==

Four Baojin purple bamboo screens are slowly pulled up, revealing a huge cedar bath barrel one meter high behind the partition. Ten maids rushed in with hot water, and soon filled most of the wooden barrels, Han Yan held soap horns, balm and bath towels, and the hookah sprinkled the petals of Angelica Angelica and Autumn Orchid.

As soon as the heat arrives, the water temperature is moderate, and the flavor is complete, and the main ingredients are sent into the pot

Yan Buli stood in the steaming mist, and looked at the women around him with some twist: "You all go down, I'll come by myself." ”

The hookah and the cold smoke waved their hands, and the rest of the maids went out. Hanyan unfolded the screen, and the hookah rolled up his arms and sleeves and said: "The sect master has instructed the slaves and maids to serve a good lady, you can bathe with peace of mind, and we will rub your shoulders and back."

She didn't say that it was okay, but as soon as she said that Yan didn't leave her shoulder, it hurt, and if she let the iron-clapped girl from this dining room press it once, he would be useless.

"Well, you can wait on the sidelines first." Anyway, it's all women now, just watch it

Reluctantly walked to the bathtub, Yan Buli took off his clothes, revealing a body of fair skin and traces of love. The hookah and the cold smoke glanced at each other, and their eyes could not hide their surprise.

"Eh, the sect master doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, there are so many injuries on the lady's body, I'm afraid that tomorrow's wedding won't be able to go away." Shisha blushed and whispered while washing the long hair of the person who was soaking in the tub.

Yan Buli snorted from his nose: "Anyway, he didn't ask for anything"

"You haven't been out of the cabinet, how do you know! This is the sect master's name is Mrs. Ai. Hanyan tried to cover his big mouth with one hand that was cracked to the base of his ear, "But the bruise on the forehead? ”

Yan Buli coughed twice in embarrassment: "You don't believe it, it's the wall that moved first." ”

The hookah laughed: "Then put down the bangs when you comb your hair, otherwise a thin layer of powder won't be able to cover it." ”

"This is a piece of cake, madam, don't worry, I will definitely dress you up more beautiful than a fairy, and I promise to fascinate the sect master to death!" The cold smoke patted his strong chest.

Yan Buli glanced at her earth-shattering face, and said in a trembling voice: "Just don't scare him to death."

"Bah, it's going to be auspicious soon, why do you always say taboo things?!" The hookah kneaded the soft black hair in his hand with soap horns, "The sect master and his wife must be united forever and be together for a hundred years." Immortal blessing will be enjoyed forever, and longevity will be with heaven! ”

"Yes, yes, we have to give birth to a noble son early, we look forward to holding the little master next year!"

Yan Buli plunged headlong into the water.

Did Chi Yue deliberately send these two aunts and grandmothers? Can't you just let him take a quiet bath?

"By the way, you can bring me a piece of hemp rope later, it will be longer." He lifted his face from the tub and said.

"Rope?" The hookah stopped in his hand, glared at him, and said, "Madam, this pre-marital fear is not a big deal, don't think about it!" ”

"Do I want a rope just to hang myself?" Yan Buli couldn't cry or laugh.

Han Yan stabbed the little man who was stabbing the hookah, and whispered: "What are you talking nonsense, didn't you hear Zhongzun say that the sect master is also full of injuries?" He's probably just like that."

The hookah was stunned, and then a look of enlightenment: "Oh, I understand." ”

Yan Buli still heard it, the corners of his mouth twitched as if he had a stroke, and the whole person slipped down weakly against the wall of the barrel.

Amitabha, the dead friend is not dead, the poor road is slightly black and slightly heavy, the old devil, you must hold on, you must carry it well

"Ahh Chi Yue stood in the Yellow Spring Hall and sneezed.

It seems that you can't run around half-naked in the future, it's really easy to catch a cold.

"That's how the big wedding is arranged, and this sect is too lazy to do it according to those red tape etiquette, just keep it simple."

"Yes," Hu Chedan hesitated, "but does the sect master need to ask Madame's opinion again?" ”

Chi Yue waved her hand and said helplessly: "Don't ask, she's lazier than me." It's really tiring, maybe she'll pick it on the spot. ”

"My subordinates understood." Hu Chedan bowed down and said, "I really can't believe that I still think that I will never see the sect master get married in this life, who would ever want to get married in the blink of an eye!" Congratulations to the sect master, congratulations to the lady! ”

Chi Yue smiled: "Don't talk nonsense, you don't have a penny less money." ”

Xichun stood silently aside, looking at the man in front of him with his eyebrows and the corners of his eyes stretched, and his heart was somewhat incredible.

He has been lurking in the ghost gate for more than three years, and he has never seen Chi Yue think about anyone. I thought that even if this sect master got married, he would at most marry the female shopkeeper of Liufu Building, but unexpectedly, he became interested in Jiang Mochou, the female devil.

But it's okay that Xichun's eyes are dark, and his fingertips gently rub the cold silver needle in his sleeve.

When Old Demon Chi goes to the eighteenth layer of hell, he will naturally be able to meet his true sweetheart.

Chi Yue's voice came from above "Xichun", "How is Yue Zhuo's girl's injury?" Can you come tomorrow? ”

"Back to the sect master, Miss Yue can barely go down to the ground now, but it is difficult to walk, I'm afraid I won't be able to be there."

"Then you will continue to guard Wangxiang Tower tomorrow, in case someone in the righteous path takes advantage of the opportunity of the big wedding to fish in troubled waters and take Yue Zhuo's fish away."

This should be the second wise and wise mistake that Old Demon Chi made in this life, the first is that he decided to marry Jiang Mochou Xichun lowered his eyes and arched his hand: "My subordinates obey orders." ”

"In addition, please ask Doctor Huang to come to Sansheng Spring," Chi Yueyu's face sank, and his voice was faint, "Tell him that he wants to try the ancient recipe he said." ”

"Yes."

Hu Chedan said: "Sect Master, there is a sentence that my subordinates don't know whether to say or not. ”

Chi Yue glanced at him: "Did you say that I would be uncomfortable, and if you didn't say something that would make you uncomfortable?" ”

"Amount"

"Then don't talk about it, if this sect is uncomfortable, it will definitely make you even more uncomfortable."

"Sect Master, my subordinates really have to say it." Hu Chedan said with a bitter face, "You are the body of a thousand daughters and the dignity of ten thousand times, Huang Lao's three-no products really can't be used indiscriminately."

Chi Yue sneered: "It's just like how reliable your workplace study class is, and there is no need to say more." ”

In fact, none of the young disciples of their generation really knew Huang Banshan. I don't know what kind of amazing character the old doctor used to be

"Miss Yue will be fine if you rest in peace for a few more days."

The old man in yellow withdrew his hand to diagnose the pulse, stood up and sat back at the table, and made several additions and subtractions to the prescription.

"Thank you, Dr. Huang." Yue Zhuo took the decoction brought by the maid and drank it all with a frown.

If she was in Zhengyang Palace in the past, without her parents coaxing her left and right, and without the sweet dates and candied fruits of her brothers and sisters, she would never have drunk this kind of unpalatable medicinal juice.

It's a pity that life is changeable and unpredictable. I never expected it to be today, and I didn't know that it was actually quite easy to become strong.

But just take the person out of the honey jar and throw it into the coptis soup.

Huang Banshan looked at Yue Zhuo's face, approved a few more words, put away his wrist and pen, blew the ink, and handed the medicine note to the hookah on the side: "Simmer and decoction, twice a day." ”

"Yes." The maid insisted on the prescription and withdrew.

"Does the girl think that medicine is bitter?" He asked Yue Zhuo, who was leaning on the head of the bed.

The other person nodded.

"It's right to be bitter, the old man deliberately added Coptis chinensis, Mutong, and gentian grass"

Yue Zhuo: ""

"It's not bitter, it's not long, it's not a long memory, is the sect master a character that you can mess with with a little girl?" The old man has a look on his face that is all for your good.

Yue Zhuo's breath stagnated, and he felt that his injuries were getting worse.

"It's understandable to be eager for revenge, but there's no need to hit a stone with an egg, your parents probably want you to live safely."

"Is it because I can't do it, so I don't take revenge?! Did more than 300 lives in Zhengyang Palace die in vain! The girl's eyes widened angrily, "If Dr. Huang is here to be a lobbyist, then there is no need to say more, please go back." ”

Huang Banshan raised his eyebrows and shook his head: "The young man is really anxious, and the old man hasn't finished talking yet." Do you really think that Zhengyang Palace was destroyed in the hands of the Ghost Sect alone? ”

Yue Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and looked up at him: "What do you mean?" ”

"Since ancient times, good and evil have not been opposed, but if there is no evil in the world, what is the right way? If the old man is not mistaken, the people of the Wulin League will attack Biluo Valley tomorrow night, right? ”

Yue Zhuo's heart was shocked, and he barely maintained the last trace of calmness on his face: "Who are you?" ”

"Who am I?" The other party smiled bitterly, and the wrinkles on his face revealed a tiredness of vicissitudes.

"I've almost forgotten who I am."