"Childe, I found that Wuwen seems to be asking his subordinates to find someone." Wei Yi had just come back from the warm palace and watched the person who had reported just now gone.

"Oh? Who to look for? "An Shuangchi didn't expect that there were still people who couldn't find Wuwen.

"It seems to be a strategist, named Baimei, I haven't found out who it is." Wei Yi said.

"Well, you're following for two days, let the medicine man go, he only knows how to eat all day long." An Shuangchi picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Okay." Wei Yi tugged at the corners of his mouth, it is really not an advantage for the medicine man to eat too much.

In the next few days, Wushuang came to change the medicine every day, and was forced to eat by the medicine man every day, and then Wushuang became a habit, as long as he came to Mo Qingrou here, he definitely had no less than two bags of food in his hand.

"Brother Yaoren, the food in our Childe's store is about to be emptied for you, and even the small kitchen is wondering if Childe has a worm in his stomach, and he has to eat so many things every day, and he is afraid that Childe's stomach will burst." Yulong said when he saw the medicine man sitting aside and eating again.

"I don't have any bugs in my stomach. I eat by my ability. The medicine man's mouth was full and he said.

"Oops, you finish eating what is in your mouth before you talk, squirting everywhere." Mo was gently applying ointment to Wushuang, and glanced at the medicine man with disgust.

Unconvinced, the medicine man snorted and turned his head to eat.

"Wushuang Gongzi, look, this is all used to you, and the medicine man is getting fatter and fatter these days." Mo teased softly.

Because every time he came, as long as he said interesting things about the medicine man, Wushuang's ears would be red, and at first Mo Qingrou really thought it was an allergy to the ointment, but later he found out that it was Wushuang who blushed to the base of his neck.

"It's okay, it's enough for him to eat." Wushuang is much calmer this time.

Mo was stunned for a moment, as if he had been stuffed with a bowl of dog food.

"Huh? Wushuang's face is so much better. The scar has faded a lot. The medicine man turned his head and saw Wushuang wiping off the ointment.

"Well, I've tried it a few times, but this ointment is more effective for him, and that's what I've been applying to him for the past two days." Mo said softly.

He could also clearly feel that there was a change in Wushuang's face.

"Really?" Wushuang hadn't looked at his face for a long time, and he didn't dare to look in the mirror.

"Really, Childe." Yulong also looked at it carefully, and said in surprise, "Miss Mo is really rejuvenating, and her medical skills are clever." ”

"Awards, awards." Mo is still very proud of being praised by others.

"Don't praise him. I'll be proud later. The medicine man said disdainfully.

Mo glared at the medicine man softly and fiercely, "Shut up!" ”

The days passed peacefully for most of the month.

Wuwen goes to the lord of the country every morning to study, and sometimes the lord of the country calls him occasionally.

Wushuang's face is not all good, but it is probably about the same, but Wushuang is still wearing a mask.

"Wushuang, how is your face?" The lord of the country looked at the mask that Wushuang had worn for many years, and the doctor kept saying that he was powerless to return to the sky, so the lord of the country did not ask again.

A few days ago, when Mo Qingrou came to diagnose him, he mentioned that he was treating Wushuang's face.

So the lord of the country asked Wushuang.

"Well, Miss Mo is already treating me." Wushuang answered truthfully.

"Does it work?" The lord of the country has rarely cared about Wushuang for so many years, and now he feels a little guilty about Wushuang.

"Well, it's a lot better, I believe it won't take long to heal." Wushuang is actually very fluctuating in his heart, and after so many years, he can finally show his true face.

"Yes, Miss Mo has such a great ability, she can cure your face that has not been cured for many years." Wuwen sneered on the side.

Wushuang doesn't speak.

The lord glared at him, and said, "Why don't you want your brother's face to be healed?" ”

The lord of the country looked at Wuwen with a serious face.

"No, how can it be, father, you think too much, how can I not want my brother's face to be good." Wuwen smiled, but his eyes were looking at Wushuang.

Wushuang ignored it, his face was caused by Antepida, he didn't think that Anwarm was intentional at the time, and now he thinks that all the things that Wuwen did were intentional, whether it was when he was a child or now.

Wushuang couldn't figure out why he didn't compete with him, but he was still regarded as a thorn in his side.

"Brother, come on, let's go to the kitchen and get something to eat, I'm hungry, are you hungry?" When I was a child, I blinked my big eyes and looked very watery.

"Are you hungry? I'm not hungry. "Wushuang didn't really want to go to the kitchen and get something to eat.

Last time, he was scolded by his mother for sneaking into the kitchen, and he didn't dare to go in again.

"Let's go, let's go, you should accompany me, the kitchen is too dark, I don't dare to go alone, you help me watch at the door." Wuwen shook Wushuang's arm pitifully.

Wushuang couldn't bear it, looked at Wuwen's pitiful appearance, and nodded.

The kitchen is not very far from the palace.

Wuwen pulled Wushuang and groped his way through the corner.

"Here, my brother is coming." Wuwen looked at the timid Wushuang and said.

I was secretly snickering in my heart, this younger brother is too stupid, he can believe everything he says, and lock him in the kitchen later, and see how he competes with him for favor.

"Let's go back." Wushuang was a little scared, it was so dark, if he was discovered, he would definitely be scolded when he went back.

Every time, Wuwen dragged himself into trouble, and in the end, the two of them were punished together, but he didn't want to make mistakes with Wuwen.

It's all Wuwen who pulls himself to go.

"Oh, it's all here, what are you doing going back, it's coming soon." Wuwen said.

Wushuang was a little embarrassed and was dragged by Wuwen in the direction of the kitchen.

"Here we are." Wuwen stood on tiptoe and unlocked the kitchen door with his hands.

"Come on in." They squeaked and opened.

"Oh," Wushuang was a little reluctant.

"Oh, hurry up, get a steamed bun and we'll go." Wuwen persuaded.

I've finally come here, how can I go back.

"The steamed bun is on top of that, I can't reach it." Wuwen said aggrievedly.

Wushuang looked up and saw that the steamed bun was not really high, but since both of them were children, the current height was a little higher for the two of them.

"What should I do?" Wuwen covered his stomach and looked very hungry.

A pair of eyes blinked at Wuwen.

Wushuang looked up, then looked around, his eyes locked on the chair in the corner.

"I'm going to move the chair and stand up and get it." Wushuang said, pointing to a chair in the corner.

"Okay, brother, go quickly, I'll wait for you here." It is easy to say without warmth.

But he didn't move, and watched Wushuang move the chair.

Although Wushuang is young, his mother has taught him this kind of thing in his heart, and he can never lead others, but Wuwen can't understand this way.

Maybe his mother didn't teach him well.

"Okay, I'll go." Wushuang ran to the corner on tiptoe, and with great difficulty, moved the chair in front of Wuwen.

"Go get it, I'll watch it for you." Wushuang said.

The chairs were all placed in front of Wuwen.

"Brother, I'm a little afraid of heights, you go get it." Wuwen is a harmless appearance of humans and animals.

Not at all going to stand on the chair.

Wushuang is also a child, and he is not very happy to do this kind of unfair thing.

And it's not like I'm here to steal something to eat.

"I'm not going." Wushuang turned his head and didn't look at Wuwen, "If you want to eat it yourself, you can get it yourself." ”

Wushuang doesn't want to pay attention to Wuwen anymore.

Wuwen suddenly became unhappy, "Good brother, I'm really afraid of heights, you go and get it, we'll go, soon." ”

Wuwen and pretending to be obedient, looking at Wushuang.

Wushuang also sighed slightly in his heart, and climbed onto the chair with great difficulty.

He and Wuwen are both young, and Wuwen is even an older brother.

But Wuwen treats himself as if he were a younger brother.

Wushuang staggered and stood on the chair, "You help me hold on, I'll get it." ”

"Okay, you go get it." Wuwen pretended to hold on to the chair and urged Wushuang to get it.

Wushuang stood on the chair, struggling with his hands to reach the basket on the shelf.

"You stretch out, stretch it out, and you'll be able to get it." Wuwen is also anxious below.

I can't reach it for so long.

"Got it." Wushuang was impatient.

Jumping up with both feet, he pulled the basket containing steamed buns down at once.

But there were too many steamed buns in the basket, and they were all sprinkled on Wushuang at once.

"What are you doing?" Wuwen became angry, how to eat this steamed bun when it fell to the ground.

"Can't you pick up a clean one and eat it yourself?" Wushuang was also angry.

Help Wuwen get a steamed bun, it's so fierce.

If you have the ability to take it yourself.

"What's the matter with you, how are you going to eat this? I won't eat it, you can eat it yourself. Wuwen turned around angrily and left.

Leaving Wushuang still in the chair.

Wushuang saw that Wuwen was going out, and he didn't care about the steamed buns scattered on the ground, so he hurriedly climbed down the chair and went out.

Before Wuwen went out, he took a special look, but Wushuang didn't follow.

Because standing on the chair, you have to go out a little slower than yourself.

Wuwen smiled and quickly closed the door, locking the lock from the outside.

Wushuang hurried down.

But it couldn't catch up, and Wuwen had already closed the door.

Wushuang ran to the door and pulled the door hard, but he couldn't open it.

Only then did I think that when I came in just now, there was a lock at the door, and Wuwen opened it all at once.

The door should have been locked by now.

"Wuwen, let me out, let me out." Wushuang shouted hoarsely inside.

But there was no movement outside.

Wushuang also shouted despite the noise that would hit the lord of the country in the middle of the night.

However, the kitchen was always too far away from my father's shop, and after screaming for a long time, my voice was hoarse, but there was no response at all.

No one came.

Wuwen hid in a corner, listening to Wushuang banging on the door and yelling, and secretly covered his mouth and laughed.