CHAPTER XXXVI

"This is not a place to beg!" Mo Yu hurried back, his clothes were covered with dust, and he looked down, like a splash who was about to beg, and the shopkeeper who greeted the guests at the door of the drunken jade building hurriedly waved his hand to drive him away.

Mo Yu is not annoyed, his heart is always calm now, he keeps beating in his chest, I don't know if there is something, where is there still the leisure to care about other people's cynicism, he took out a few pieces of silver from his arms, and the bright luster flashed a few times.

"Uh, please inside, please inside." The speed of the shopkeeper's face change was faster than that of a book, and he was a little embarrassed to slap his face, so he took out the sweat-soaked towel from his neck, gave up a position on the side of his body, and went in with Mo Yu.

"What do you want from the guest?" Holding a pen and paper, the shopkeeper ran around diligently, the tea on the table was just ready, and it was still steaming.

"Let's have a couple of bars first." Mo Yu rubbed his forehead, the journey was too tight, although his stomach was empty, but he didn't have the slightest appetite.

"Uh, okay." The shopkeeper stood for a long time, and the ragged guest in front of him still didn't say anything, muttered a few words in his mouth, and reluctantly went to drink, thinking that he was a rich master, but who knew that it was so shabby.

"Sir?" Rouge passed by the drunken jade building, just habitually looked inside, but who knew that he saw a familiar back sitting in the window, but he was too thin, his hair was messy, and his decadent appearance was not quite like the neat and elegant in his impression.

"Huh?" Mo Yu's ears moved slightly, and when he heard the familiar call, he put down the wine handed to his lips, and looked back just to meet the hesitant rouge at the door.

"Sir, it's you." Rouge breathed a sigh of relief, his heart was a little sour, he didn't know what happened outside, his clothes were shabby, his hair was not repaired, his beard was messy and long, and his tired face couldn't hide it.

"Sir, what are you?"

Rouge sat opposite, looking at the bloodshot in Mo Yu's eyes, and he had already become such a sloppy appearance when he was not by his side.

"I was outside the plug, but suddenly I felt a little uncertain, I estimated that something was wrong, so I rushed back, I don't know if there was something wrong with Mu Yan?"

Mo Yu looked at Rouge eagerly, wanting a definite answer, but he was really flustered in his heart, and vaguely guessed that something might have happened to Mu Yan.

"Sir, didn't you fall in love with that Mu Yan? Just then something happened, and it was rushed like this. Rouge was a little apprehensive, and he was still so worried about his body, which was good, it was for that Mu Yan to become like this, with a bit of sarcasm.

"What do you know, is something really going on?" Mo Yu had unwashed dust on his face, and asked anxiously, could it be that he had a premonition......

Rouge wanted to count a few more words, but when she saw Mo Yu's appearance, she put away her joking thoughts, and her face became a little serious, "Something happened indeed, on the eldest princess's birthday, her face was ruined by someone with drugs." ”

"Hey, hey......" Rouge looked at Mo Yu who left in a hurry, leaving only a touch of white, sighed, the pale yellow wine in the bowl was still shaking slightly, but the person was gone.

Rouge could only resign himself to chasing Mo Yu's footsteps, the weight of this Mu Yan in Mr. 's heart really can't be underestimated.

"Who are you?" I didn't dare to stay for a moment, and in less than half a pillar of incense, I had already arrived at the door of the Su Mansion, and was blocked by the guards holding weapons in front of the door.

"I heard that Miss Su's face was destroyed, and I didn't know it, but I just studied the drugs about these." Mo Yu coughed lightly a few times and casually made an excuse.

"Then please come in." A few guards looked at the embarrassed Mo Yu in front of him, where did he look like a miracle doctor, but the Su Mansion recruited Jianghu doctors during this time, just to be able to heal the eldest lady of the Su family, even if he had a lot of doubts in his heart, he could only let him in.

"I advise you, if it doesn't work, leave early."

Those guards have seen a lot of people who come here to swagger and deceive during this time, but there are few good endings, looking at Mo Yu, who is a little shaky when he walks, he said out of kindness.

"I'm going to go in and heal now, and the only request is that no one come in and disturb me, or else I'll fall short!" Mo Yu's handsome brows furrowed and said solemnly.

"Sir, go in with confidence." Rouge rubbed his sore arm, nodded and stood outside the door, leaving only Mo Yu and Mu Yan in the room.

The maids who were inexplicably kicked out had a little doubt on their faces, and watched the door being closed, so they could only stand with Rouge, and stand outside as instructed.

"Why did you come back all of a sudden?" Mu Yan's face was covered with a veil, and he originally thought that he was a charlatan who came for a rich reward, but when he turned around and saw Mo Yu who was in the dust, his face couldn't hide his doubts.

"I'm always uneasy in my heart, I'm a little worried about you, so I'm in a hurry to come back, who knows if something will really go wrong." Mo Yu looked at Mu Yan, who was a little emaciated, his mouth was faster than his brain, and said.

Mu Yan didn't respond, turned his back, looked at the delicate flowers on the windowsill, brushed the petals with his hand, and there was an awkward silence in the room.

Mo Yu realized that he was too impulsive, and hid the concerned expression on his face, explaining, "The deal between us is not over yet, how can I allow any accidents to happen to the people I help." ”

Mu Yan looked back at Mo Yu, although there was a forced smile on his face, the loss in his eyes was real, revealing the emotions he tried so hard to hide.

"Then heal, I don't know if I can recover after such a long time."

Mu Yan stretched out his hand, took off the translucent gauze from behind his ear, pretended not to see the lost expression on Mo Yu's face, and said lightly.

"I have a special plaster here to ensure that it will be as clean as new."

Seeing the face behind the veil, one side was as smooth as mutton fat, and the other side was a festering and sore face, and the indescribable taste in his heart, he took out a palm-sized bottle from his arms and gently unscrewed it.

"That'll be fine."

Mu Yan sat on the chair, raised his neck slightly, closed his eyes, his long eyelashes swept in Mo Yu's heart, his small nose was slightly moist, and the sun stayed a little greedily.

Mo Yu's hands were stained with some almost transparent plaster, his hands trembled a few times, he exhaled deeply, and gently touched the cool plaster on those wounds.

Mu Yan's body leaned back slightly, the sudden coolness on his face was a little uncomfortable, and his brows furrowed a small arc, and then calmed down.

The translucent plaster penetrated into the wound, and then it was absorbed by the scar, and Mo Yu gently touched the uneven places, and applied the thick medicine again.

"Does it hurt?" Those few scars were shocking, Mo Yu's brows furrowed unconsciously, and he asked softly while applying them.

"Could it be that you forgot." Mu Yan chuckled lightly, "My body is unconscious, how can I feel pain, it's just to make it for others to see." ”

The effect of the ointment is indeed good, the skin is stained with the cold ointment, and it is quickly absorbed into the skin, and the sore face is smooth again, even more delicate than before.

"How?"

The cold feeling on his face disappeared, but he didn't get a response for a long time, and he opened his eyes strangely, only to see Mo Yu's hand hanging in the air, frozen there in a daze.

"Uh, no, it's recovered, and there are no scars left at all." Looking at the face in front of him, which was deep in the bone marrow, Mo Yu shook his head, shook his head, and picked up a bronze mirror and placed it in front of Mu Yan.

"Yes." Mu Yan looked at the not very real appearance, reached out and stroked it a few times, and the skin on his face was more delicate and smooth than before.

"What are you doing here?" The second lady originally wanted to come to see the situation here, but who would have thought that she would be stopped at the door, and said impatiently.

"Miss is still healing inside, Second Madam, you can't go in." The maid was very embarrassed to stand in front of her, hesitated a few times, but still reached out to stop her.

"Heh, you can't stop me!" The second lady snorted coldly a few times, insisting on going in to have a look, the more she was not allowed to enter, the more curious she became.

"Lord Guogong has instructed not to disturb the young lady's healing, and the slave maid is also forced to do so." Rouge stepped forward and said without being arrogant or humble.

"Hmph." When the second lady heard that Rouge was using Su Jinghong to pressure herself, even if she was not convinced, she couldn't say anything, and the image of this virtuous lady still had to be maintained.

Mu Yan in the house heard the noise outside, and wanted to get up and go out, but when he heard Rouge's words, followed by the footsteps of the second lady leaving, he exhaled lightly.

Rouge was also worried in his heart, where had he ever received such an order, he forced the expression on his face, until the second lady left, her legs and feet were a little weak, and she could be regarded as foolish.

"Why do you need to wear a veil?" Mo Yu put away the remaining ointment, stuffed it back into his arms, looked at Mu Yan, who had recovered as before, put on the veil again in front of the bronze mirror, and asked puzzledly.

"You also heard the movement of Shicai, and I still don't know that I have returned to my original appearance, and it is already in trouble." Mu Yan tied the veil behind his ear and adjusted it a few times with his hand, covering his face tightly, just like when Mo Yu first saw him just now.

"If you know that I am recovering, who knows if you will come up with other ways to deal with me, it is better to sit back and watch it change." Mo Yu's puzzled expression was reflected in the bronze mirror, and Mu Yan continued to explain.

Mo Yu just didn't understand Mu Yan's behavior, if he wanted to achieve his goal, why he would cover his face that could be a sharp weapon, instead of making full use of it.