Chen Xian felt his limbs for a while, and felt that he should only have mild frostbite, and then thought about it, it must be because Su Xinqi sent him back in time, and Huang Luoxuan soaked himself in cold water, otherwise his frostbite would probably be much worse than now.

But why did Su Xinzhi suddenly defect? From waking up in the house to Li Shengyou being stabbed to death, what happened in this short period of time?

What is it that will make Su Xin punish this kind of White Lotus Sect's anti-thief, and his attitude will change drastically in a moment?

Chen Xian didn't think that he was the legendary son of destiny, so this Su Xinfu was conquered by his domineering aura in a short period of time after he was captured, and resolutely decided to turn the butcher knife around.

I really thought it was a storytelling!

And when I fell asleep last night, I only felt as if my whole body was soaked in ice water, and there seemed to be a sigh in my incomplete memory, and then I felt warm in front of me, as if someone was hugging me, could it be ......

Chen Xian propped his hands, sat up with Lu Xiaochai's support, looked at the beautiful woman with pear blossoms and rain, he pursed his lips and smiled: "It's okay, Xiaochai doesn't need to worry so much, I'll just rest for half a day!" ”

"Hmm!" Lu Xiaochai hurriedly wiped away the tears on his cheeks, and just nodded, but when he saw Chen Xian's pale face, he couldn't help but shed two more lines of tears.

"Xiao Hai, why are you here?" Chen Xian scratched his ankle, which was a little itchy, and estimated in his heart that the nerve endings should be frostbitten.

Lu Xiaochai pursed her lips and explained softly: "Early this morning, a woman came to me, she said that you were drunk last night, fell into the water and were frostbitten, and you are in urgent need of care in the house in Zhugan Lane. ”

After speaking, she looked at Chen Xian with mournful eyes and said, "How could Chen Lang be so careless......

"Oh......" Chen Xian nodded, knowing in his heart that Huang Luoyu should have gone over and told Lu Xiaochai that since Lu Xiaochai was not by his side last night, the sigh he heard and the warmth he felt ......

When he thought of this, he only felt a palpitation in his heart, so he hurriedly asked, "What about that person?" ”

"The concubine didn't know, she had already carried a burden when she came to me, and she seemed to be planning to go out." When Lu Xiaochai said this, he asked tentatively: "Chen Lang knows her?" ”

"Acquaintance." Chen Xian shook his head and smiled, looked at the empty room, and after a while, he said abruptly: "A friend, don't beat a friend you don't know......"

"Ahh Lu Xiaochai pursed her lips, with tears on her face, and said in a gentle voice: "She can make a special trip to Huancailou to tell Xiaochai Chen Lang the news of his injury, and she hasn't thanked her yet, and I don't know where this girl's home is, and she will definitely go to the door to thank her in the future......"

"I don't know where her house is......"

Chen Xian exhaled softly, leaned back on the bedrail behind him, and looked at the broken mahogany square table in the room, and there was still a stack of rice paper with dense and beautiful characters on the table.

After a long time, Chen Xian said slowly: "Maybe...... It's in Fujian. ”

After this difficulty, Chen Xian was bedridden for two days, and it was not until the morning of the Chinese New Year's Eve that Lu Xiaoqi reluctantly let him out of bed.

Because Chen Xian was injured and needed someone to take care of him, Lu Xiaochai took leave from the bustard's mother, Feng Niang, she didn't do anything, and served Chen Xian's diet and daily life wholeheartedly, and took care of him as a cripple who was paralyzed on the bed and couldn't move.

Every day, Lu Xiaochai was poured with the prescriptions of various famous doctors, and he had to soak in a hot bath for a long time under the strict supervision of Xiaohedge, and even when he ate, Lu Xiaochai had to feed himself by hand.

Chen Xian only felt that if he continued to lie down like this, he was afraid that he would really fall into the warm fragrant nephrite.

It has reached the thirtieth year, according to the habits of the Ming Dynasty, many people pasted the Spring Festival couplets on the doors early on the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, and it stands to reason that Chen Xian's new house should be more so, but because of his "winter swimming" has been delayed until now.

Chen Xian is going to get out of bed no matter what, Lu Xiaochai really can't resist him, so he can only let his lover go to the ground.

Xiaoli has already done everything for the New Year, what red paper, red candles, high incense, lanterns, all piled up in the upside-down room facing the street.

Chen Xian took the red paper, took the brush, and under the expectant gaze of Lu Xiaochai's master and servant, he wrote the couplet in cursive writing of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing.

The main entrance of the adjacent street reads: "The house is full of gold and jade, people are prosperous, and the glory is rich and the blessing is long." ”

These two sentences are normal for passers-by to look at on the street, and Chen Xian, the couplet in the courtyard, began to play freely.

"The scenery is painted to reminisce about the heroic spirit of the North Sea, the wine is sprinkled with sleeves, and the scenery of Hangzhou is like the West Lake." These two sentences are on the shadow wall in front of the main courtyard, obviously Chen Xian is quite satisfied with his small courtyard, and even compares the scenery to the West Lake.

And the study room is even more incredible, and even wrote: "From Xiucai to the king, preside over half of the country; Drive foreigners out of the country and create a new business for thousands of years. ”

In the ear room on the east side, Chen Xian was originally the piano room prepared for Lu Xiaochai, so he wrote arrogantly: "The sky is a chessboard star, who dares to play?" The ground is the pipa and the road is the string, which can be played! ”

Lu Xiaochai covered his mouth in surprise when he saw him write these two lines of sentences, and said nervously: "Chen Lang, is this couplet too heroic......

Chen Xian smiled sassyly, and said with satisfaction: "The little hairpin naturally plays!" ”

Lu Xiaochai only felt a blushing heartbeat for a while, if this sentence was seen by outsiders, she didn't know what she would think, but she was gentle and obedient, seeing that Chen Xian had been in bed for a long time, her expression was sad all day, and at this moment it seemed that because she was happy, even the blood on her face surfaced a lot, so she didn't want to put forward any more objections that made Chen Lang unhappy.

When he arrived at the main house in the north, Chen Xian first thought of Yu Qian in his heart, and then thought of the swordsman he had seen called Su Xinxing, so he stopped and pondered for a moment, and after a long time, he wrote in one fell swoop: "I know that I am sad and desolate through the ages. but see evil and promote good. Embrace the long clouds and the moon. ”

The next link is: "Who is the Lord for justice in the world?" What a family law Dharma! I only believe in the knife in my hand! The horizontal batch is "Heavenly Dao and People's Heart" four strong and powerful characters.

In a couplet, there is not only his admiration and forbearance for a person like Qian, who cares about the world, but also a strange feeling about the death of Li Youqian's father and son, the shocking impression brought to him by Su Xinxing, who left a deep impression on him, and even the thoughts of the "Cloud Breaking Sword" Huang Woman.

Chen Xian slowly finished writing the last word under the surprised gaze of Lu Xiaochai's master and servant, and then let out a long breath, only to feel that the block in his chest that had been depressed because of being in bed for a few days and Huang Luo's reluctance to say goodbye disappeared in an instant with the ink marks on the paper.

The snow was like a cloud, and the scholar abandoned the pen in his hand and smiled.