It was autumn, and the boy knelt at the gate of his courtyard in thin clothes.

One night.

"Emperor Xian, please save your father!"

The boy knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing until his smooth forehead broke and bled out.

"There is only one monk here, and there is no first emperor." Standing in front of the young man, he folded his hands and said lightly.

"You are the first emperor, you are our only hope!"

"Go back, everything can't go back, because you can't do enough to stay. He is tyrannical and moody, a dynasty has come to an end under his leadership, and the things that cannot be returned should not be in vain. ”

"But that's your son!" The boy looked up, his good-looking eyes full of incomprehension and resentment.

"I don't know how your father told you, but the real Ming Jun will be praised by the people, not everyone complains about hatred."

"In your heart, there is only the righteousness of the world, and there is no family in you? In that case, why did you leave everything to the emperor in the first place? ”

"People change, and no one can predict the future at that time." Shaking his head wholeheartedly, he recited the sentence of Amitabha, and his fingers gently flicked the Buddha beads in his palm.

The young man looked at him angrily, very immature.

He didn't seem to be able to find any reason to refute him.

Shaking his head and smiling, he continued: "Let's leave, even if you continue to kneel, there will be no result." ”

"I'm not leaving!" The boy looked at him stubbornly.

"Why don't you go? I've already given you the answer, haven't I? ”

"Nope! My dad was seriously ill and dying, and he said that only you could heal! ”

Hearing this, Yixin slowly shook his head.

"Little donor, you are wrong, his illness is not a terminal illness, but it is not a disease that can be cured by taking medicine, I don't have any panacea here that you imagined. Heart disease needs heart medicine, but I can't give it to you. ”

"What kind of bullshit medicine is not a heart, my father is obviously seriously ill like that, you must have an antidote in your hand!" He yelled, roared and cried, and kept kowtowing to Yixin.

Seeing his stubborn appearance, he shook his head helplessly, and the stinky boy like wood couldn't make sense, so he had to turn around and enter the yard.

Presumably after a long time, he will ...... Knowing the difficulty, right?

It's just that he didn't think that he had been kneeling for so long.

Until one day, he left in a hurry, and then did not come for a long, long time.

One day, a few years later, he reappeared in front of him.

At that time, he was no longer the thin young man he was back then, he was already a graceful, cold and indifferent Di Xian.

The state of the two people is finally no longer one standing and one kneeling.

"Without your antidote, my dad would have died. To this day, I don't know what the antidote is. ”

"There has never been a magic cure."

When he said yes, I believed him. You're just afraid, you're afraid that my father's good people have a backbone, so you don't give him an antidote. ”

"A few years have passed, and the little benefactor is still as stubborn as ever, and only believes what he thinks."

"No, I don't believe you. You are so hypocritical, you are simply afraid of death, greedy for comfort, so you are willing to face those cruel truths. You are a deserter, you have abandoned your family. On the night when the enemy army entered the palace, many, many people died, and the dead were not blind, the corpses were incomplete, and there were all kinds of deaths. There are also some beautiful concubines, who are humiliated and abused, all of which are caused by your inaction. ”

"I gave him everything there many years ago, and how to govern it has nothing to do with me. I have led my family, my country to its heyday, and I have achieved a clear conscience. The change of dynasties is a normal thing, and the winner is king, isn't it? ”

"I'm not going to do what you want anyway. My father is dead and there is still me, I will definitely fulfill his last wish, and I will definitely return to the dynasty. Not only that, but I'll find that kid too. ”

"Why bother, that child is far away from all this, and what you want may not be what she wants." Yixin frowned, he didn't expect his obsession to be so deep.

"No, that's what she should bear! She was destined to bear it. ”

"What if she doesn't?"

"There is no choice that I don't want to!"

"You're too domineering, if you have the ability, why don't you sit in that position yourself?"

"I'm not enough right now, so I'm going to keep recuperating. I won't sit in that position, not in this life, if I do, it won't be a return to the dynasty. ”

"You're holding on to ......"

"I have a marriage contract with her, which was made by the former queen. So I can't give up on her, she has to shoulder all this, and I will find her and help her well. will discipline her most severely, and will make her understand the hatred of the country and the family! ”

"You're really too stubborn, forget it, you do what you want, no one can shake you anymore." Yixin shook his head and said helplessly.

In the end, he didn't practice enough, and he would have mood swings because of the young man's words.

"In the future, I will often come to bother the master."

……

His thoughts turned and he shook his head.

He hoped that the child would never be found.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

He had just sat down when he heard the sound and looked up in the direction of the door.

As soon as I raised my eyes, I saw the familiar figure.

"You're here." After he finished speaking, he took a new teacup and poured him tea.

"This time ...... thing"

"I know."

"Not me."

"I know it's not you."

"That's what he was referring to, right?"

"Yes, so I can hand it over, and I can't hand it over, because I don't have it here, and the only one has been taken now."

"Stone statues?"

"Yes."

"I see." As he spoke, his voice paused, and he continued, "But I won't give up. ”

"I knew you would say that, do it, follow your heart."

"You," it seemed that he didn't expect him to let go, and his cold face showed a little surprise: "You didn't persuade me this time?" ”

"Will you listen? If I can't listen, why should I waste my words? Just go with your heart. ”

"Okay, I see."

"Let's go back after drinking tea, I'm tired, I've never been so tired, maybe I'm really old." He shook his head as he spoke.

"You...... May you live a long and long life. ”

"Accept your good words, let's go."

He looked at the much older face, bent down to pick up the teacup on the table, and drank the tea from the cup.

Immediately, he put down his teacup and strode away.

Hearing the sound of the door being shut, Master Ichishin closed his eyes.

In the middle of the night, he opened his eyes.

"Come out, I know you're coming."

……

Inside the dormitory.

"You said that you two are covered in injuries, not to mention, you don't know how to recuperate, you have to go out for a walk, you deserve to be hurt!" Mo Suying looked at the two people who were frowning in pain and snorted.

Although he said that, he was very upright and smeared the ointment on their bodies to invigorate blood and eliminate blood stasis.

I don't know how they did it, in addition to the injuries on the face and neck, there are bruises of different sizes on the body, which look particularly infiltrating.

"If you are fallen, it would be good if you could come back alive on the line of life and death." Zhao Mingyu's words gradually increased, after all, Su Ye couldn't speak now, she was equivalent to her little speaker.

The ointment was sent after Qu Fusheng, it was indeed a good thing, and it was very comfortable to be cold and cold after applying it.

"Huh? Why do you seem to be hurting faster than hers? Mo Suying changed the seriously injured parts of Zhao Mingyu and Su Ye, and the pharmacist said in shock.

She found that Su Ye's neck had already begun to heal and scab, and it didn't look like it had only been raised for less than a day.

And although Zhao Mingyu's one is better than usual, it is still a blur of flesh and blood after the white cloth is removed.

Su Ye was stunned when he heard this, and then guessed the reason.

Because she relies on the water of life to continue her life, her body's self-healing ability is not ordinarily strong, and if she uses the water of life to water the injured area, I am afraid that she will be able to directly make the scabs of the wound fall off and reveal new flesh.

Suddenly, she looked at Zhao Mingyu's face.

Zhao Mingyu looked at her inexplicably, why did she suddenly look at her with such bright eyes?

"Mingyu, do you believe me?" Su Ye asked.

Although the wound was scabbed, because it was pinched too hard, his throat was still hurt, red, swollen and inflamed, and his voice was not very good.

Zhao Mingyu nodded directly without hesitation.

Naturally, she believed.

She jokingly said: "After all, you are my nobleman, how can I not believe it?" ”

Mo Suying really convinced Zhao Mingyu, and her face was disfigured and she could still laugh.

However, she didn't know that Zhao Mingyu's face could be restored.

"Wait, I'll treat your wounds.".

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Mingyu and Mo Suying saw Su Ye take out a bottle of water from somewhere, it was a crystal-like bottle, as small as a wine jug, crystal clear, containing a pale green liquid, which looked very gratifying, although it was just a bottle of water, it looked really full of vitality.

"What is this?" Zhao Mingyu was slightly stunned, and then laughed: "This is also what he gave you?" ”

"This was given before, and I have been taking it and not willing to use it, and I don't dare to use it." Su Ye smiled.

In fact, this is false, this is what she just exchanged with the system, and it is a big bottle that is directly exchanged for this book, and it takes a hundred emotional points!

However, for Zhao Mingyu, Su Ye is still willing.

Without the intention of avoiding Mo Suying, she asked Zhao Mingyu to lie down, soaked the water of life in a cloth, and gently wiped the blood on her face.

Rinsing the wound with a small amount of water, the blood on her face was decreasing at a visible rate, and the amount of bleeding seemed to be suppressed, and the wound became very clean.

After dealing with it, Su Ye smeared the ointment given by Mo Xinghe on her, and finally, wrapped the wound.

While Zhao Mingyu was dressing, the sound outside the house became noisy.

"What's wrong?" Su Ye looked at Mo Suying, who had just been called out by Jiang Huai.

"Old monk...... No, Master of One Heart, he passed away......"