142. [142] What a distressing man

After eating, Ji Wushuang wiped his mouth with great elegance, "Come in after eating." ”

Qian Wenxuan frowned, "Master, you only eat a little bit, look at you, you are so thin that only bones remain." With that, Qianwenxuan stood up, reached out and pinched Ji Wushuang's waist, Ji Wushuang turned around with some embarrassment, and glared at Qianwenxuan with a desire to cover up, "It's not big or small, you come in." ”

Shook her head helplessly, her master likes to yell at people except for children, she looks like a fairy, but her temper is so explosive that people can't look at it directly.

Ji Wushuang walked back to the house with a few anxious steps, and a suspicious flush appeared on his face where Qian Wenxuan couldn't see it.

Qianwenxuan walked into the house, and what she saw was Ji Wushuang standing in front of a bathtub, sprinkling some powder into it, the bathtub was steaming, and there was a layer of unknown things floating on it, a touch of confusion flashed in her eyes, Qianwenxuan walked over, "Master, what is this?" ”

He put down the things in his hand indifferently and coldly spit out two words: "Take off your clothes and go in." ”

Hearing this, Qian Wenxuan's pupils shrank, she took a step back while holding her collar, and looked at Ji Wushuang with a pretended defensive expression, "Master, what do you want me to do?" ”

Seeing that Ji Wushuang took the rattan on the side, Qian Wenxuan immediately put away the exaggerated expression on her face, and walked over with some flattery, wrapped her hands around Ji Wushuang's arm, "Master, how do you say it, I'm also a woman, I'll be shy." ”

Hearing this, Ji Wushuang raised his eyebrows and glanced at Qianwenxuan, just when Qianwenxuan thought he would say, "Then I'll go out first", Ji Wushuang pulled out his arm and resolutely pointed at the bath bucket, "Go in." ”

Hearing this, Qian Wenxuan's pupils shrank, she took a step back while holding her collar, and looked at Ji Wushuang with a pretended defensive expression, "Master, what do you want me to do?" ”

Seeing that Ji Wushuang took the rattan on the side, Qian Wenxuan immediately put away the exaggerated expression on her face, and walked over with some flattery, wrapped her hands around Ji Wushuang's arm, "Master, how do you say it, I'm also a woman, I'll be shy." ”

Hearing this, Ji Wushuang raised his eyebrows and glanced at Qianwenxuan, just when Qianwenxuan thought he would say, "Then I'll go out first", Ji Wushuang pulled out his arm and resolutely pointed at the bath bucket, "Go in." ”

Gritting his teeth, Qianwen Xuan's heart is horizontal, take it off, anyway, he hasn't seen her body, her life was hanging by a thread back then, fortunately, it was he who ran around for a whole year to save her life from the ghost gate, so that she woke up, and the next two years were all kinds of conditioning, so that her scarred body slowly got better.

She will never forget that this man used his weak body to carry herself over countless mountains, went to countless dangerous places to find herbs for her, and even used a man's strength and an unsurpassed intelligent mind to find himself a life-sustaining medicine from the wolves in the snowy mountains.

During that period of time, he saw this man go out almost every day, mottled with blood, she never understood why he was so good to him, the only love between them was the life of master and apprentice, all along, it was this man who gave her all what he had learned, and she never did a thing for him. On the contrary, it was himself, who almost caused him to lose his life.

Every time I think of this man dragging himself back from the ghost gate with his thin body without fear of difficulty, Qianwenxuan's heart will be filled with indescribable bitterness, distress, worry, two lives, she has already seen through the things of the world, but she has never been able to calmly look at the man's scars, how determined he is, so desperately to go into danger, just to save a dying person.

She thought that if others had seen her at that time, they would not have given up with a little more effort.

When Qian Wenxuan finished undressing and entered the bathtub, Ji Wushuang, who had seen her many times, couldn't help but blush, and twisted her head to the side a little uncomfortably, "You, you soak well." ”

Looking at the figure of the man fleeing from the wilderness, a smile appeared on the corner of Qian Wenxuan's mouth, and he looked at the surrounding environment, the same Luoying was colorful, the same beautiful, but it was never the home he originally liked.

She thought, if it weren't for himself, this man would not have given up the homes he had worked so hard to build to others, those were the houses he built single-handedly, regardless of the precious herbs or trees around, the pattern, and even the lake water that he had been fortunate to have been bringing in for several years, just because of himself, the medicine he needed, he gave it to others without saying a word, and left in the middle of the night with his unconscious self on his back.

Ji Wushuang, master, what a distressing man......

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