When the imperial capital Fengluo City was experiencing the cold of the first snow, Mo Nan had just ushered in the second rainy season of the year.

The dark clouds covered the sky, and the majestic rain washed the land of the Yuan Kingdom, stirring up the splashes and jumping, but they could not match the thunder roar and the torrential rain.

At the intersection of the desert and the mountains in the south of the desert, two carriages were quietly parked on the side of the muddy road, and not far behind the boulders, there was a simple grass hut supported by grass, under which three or five men in the same clothes were chatting around the fire, and the sweet potatoes roasted on the fire emitted a thick heat and fragrance.

The smell of roasted sweet potatoes was so fragrant that the woman lying on the bench in the carriage snorted, rubbed her belly half-asleep and half-awakened, and a belly beat like a drum.

At this time, it would be nice to be able to hold a hot sweet potato and feast on it! It is best to have a dish of small dishes from the old Du family's shop, a jar of mellow but not intoxicating wine, enjoying the rain and humming a little song, and being free is like a fairy.

"Don't you forget to eat when you're sick like this? Was it a starving ghost reincarnated in the previous life? ”

The familiar mocking tone seems to be close to distant, with a nostalgic flavor. Yan Liwu slowly opened her heavy eyelids, and only a shadow could be seen in her blurred vision, but she knew that the person in front of her must be him, the man who made her think about it and come to this day with a firm belief in living.

Only he can bring such a relaxed and reassuring feeling.

"Lie down honestly and don't move, do you know that you have been asleep all day?" The warm palm was pressed down, and gently but decisively pressed the words back to the chair. After a splash of water, the wet cotton cloth was pasted on Yan Li's worried forehead, accompanied by a trivial complaint of Wen Moqing: "What do you think?" It rained so heavily that he ran down the mountain without an umbrella, thinking that he was King Kong's incorruptible body? ”

"Isn't it in a hurry...... Yan Li said hoarsely, he should have closed his eyes and rested with peace of mind, but he couldn't convince himself not to look at Wen Moqing.

I haven't seen you in more than 20 days, right? How did she miss him, did he know? The hardships she had gone through were terrifying, the ordeals she had endured were incredible, and she was desperate to tell him what had happened to her when he was away; And when he was by his side, she lost that urgency, and just wanted him to be by her side and feel his unique temperature and breath.

Perhaps, this is the so-called attachment.

After a faint sigh, his blurred face in his vision became closer: "Have a good rest, we will hurry when the rain stops." ”

"Medicine ......" heard the word hurry, and his mind suddenly became clear, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed Wen Moqing's shirt, and his two eyes that were still unclear were very anxious, "Where is the medicine?" Where is the medicine? ”

There was silence for a long time, and the wooden box with the length of his forearm was stuffed into Yan Li's arms. Finally managed to be able to see things clearly, Yan Li hurriedly opened the wooden box, and saw with his own eyes that the ten herbs in the wooden box were safe and sound.

The ghost python strain, a full ten male strain, this is what she desperately asked for with her life, and it is the last hope to save Wen Moshu.

The baby hugged the wooden box tightly in his arms, and forgot that there was a big vinegar jar standing next to him, and a chestnut exploded above his head.

"With all these rotten grassroots, you don't even ask why I'm here?" Wen Moqing raised her eyebrows, still the usual lazy appearance in the face of words and worries.

"Naturally, I don't worry about chasing after you, even if you can't enter the Demon Mountain, you will definitely wait for me outside, so I'm not worried about something happening to me at all." Yan Liwu grabbed Wen Moqing's palm, and when the warmth melted in her palm, the smile on her face was as soft as the morning light, "I promised you that I would definitely come back alive." ”

Wen Moqing's eyebrows moved slightly, looking at Yan Liwu like a monster, and she always felt that she seemed to be different from the past.

"When did you become so open?"

"It's just a hand, and I haven't insulted you." Yan Liwu heard the teasing meaning in Wen Mo's love words, gritted his teeth and glanced at it. After carefully putting away the medicine box, Yan Liwu suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly raised his head and asked, "By the way, where is Gongzi Chu?" I went down the mountain to the place where I was separated, and somehow I lost consciousness. ”

Pulling up the thin blanket covered by Yan Liwu and draping it over her, Wen Moqing squeezed it, and sat on the bench very naturally: "It's raining, you ran lifeless on the mountain in the rain, but it was a blessing to faint with a fever, and you still think about what that fox is doing?" But this time I can forgive him for the time being, after all, he carried you down the mountain step by step, and he is complaining about back pain in the carriage next to him. ”

Yan Liwu remembered that it was indeed raining heavily when he got the herbs and left Muju in a hurry, and he thought that he could stay up to the bottom of the main peak to join Chu Ci, but he didn't expect to fall down not far from the mountain stone because of a fever.

After saying a few words, there was a soft sound outside the car door, and when the door was opened, Gongsun Yanyu probed his brain and secretly looked at it, holding the roasted sweet potato in his hand with a happy face: "Hey, is Miss Yan awake?" Just when the sweet potatoes are baked, eat them while they're hot. ”

"Thank you." Yan Li thanked him softly, and took the sweet potato handed by Wen Moqing's palm, the aroma became more and more intense, and the feeling of hunger became stronger.

Gongsun Yanyu was very discerning, as if there were still many words between the two, and after sending the sweet potatoes, he hurriedly left in the rain, and looked at Wen Moqing curiously while blowing the hot sweet potatoes: "Isn't he the person of the pavilion master?" Sent by the Pavilion Master to help you? ”

"Asa Han came with me. He is busy, and after you come back, he will take the first step, leaving Gongsun Yanyu and a few clever men to escort us all the way back to the imperial capital. After snatching the sweet potato in Yan Li's hand and blowing it hard, Wen Moqing finally got serious, "It's hard to get medicine this time, right?" It is rumored that there are very few people who can successfully obtain the elixir fairy grass from the demon mountain, and they all have to go through a test. ”

Yan Liwu sat for a while, and finally told the truth as it was: "Actually, I didn't pass the trial, and I failed in the last level, and this life and this box of medicine were saved by relying on other people's alms." I had never heard of the ghost python plant, and I didn't know that it was male and female, and the final test was to choose one of the two male and female plants to take it, and I was unlucky, so I chose the poisonous female plant. ”

"You're not a god, you can't know everything—wait, you're poisoned?" It was rare for Wen Mo to realize it later, and before she could say anything sarcastic, her long and powerful fingers had already grabbed her jaw, "Explain it, how is it now?" ”

Wen Moqing's hand was very strong, and he pinched it so much that his jaw hurt. Gasping and lowering his head violently, Yan Liwu staggered half an inch and bit on Wen Moqing's mouth, and his eyebrows flew obliquely: "Do I dare to run back without detoxification?" With your stinky temper, why don't you set fire to the demon mountain? ”

"It's good to know." Wen Moqing withdrew her hand, looked down at the row of shallow tooth marks on the tiger's mouth, and frowned thoughtfully, "Someone to help you?" ”

"Well, it's a coincidence, and it's thanks to the old monster's cold face and warm-heartedness. After failing the final level of the trial, the old monster didn't let me die of poison, he asked Furukawa to help me detoxify and take care of it. Later, Furukawa's apprentice Ding San made a deal with me, as long as I helped him pass a word to Dongchuan's hometown, these ten ghost python strains would be counted as compensation. Fingertips stroked the polished lid of the wooden box, and Yan Li smiled softly and brightly, "I understand, this must be the old monster's intention, if he doesn't nod his head and agree, no one else can get the ghost python strain." ”

Hermits have a strange temperament, and it is normal to have any inexplicable thoughts and actions, and Wen Moqing is very satisfied with the return of peace and sorrow, and there is no plan to pursue those details too much. However, a certain name mentioned in the narrative still made him have to pay attention.

"Is that Furukawa a teenager? He's also from Dongchuan? ”

"Well, he looks like he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, white and a little thin, as for where he came from, I don't know, he has been to the Demon Mountain for more than two years, and he doesn't remember his previous memories. How, do you know Furukawa? Yan Liwu knew why Wen Moqing paid so much attention to Guhe, and couldn't help but be a little curious when he answered.

Wen Moqing groaned for a while, and a trace of regret passed by his face.

"The famous Dongchuan Zhongli family on the rivers and lakes is called Guhe, a young man, intelligent, talented, with two swords in one hand, the master once moved to put it into the gentleman's building to cultivate. It's a pity that three years ago, he was implicated in a strange poison because of his grandfather's grievances, and since then, Zhongli's predecessors and Zhongli Guhe have disappeared, and no one has seen him again. If the boy you are talking about is the little son of the Zhongli family, it is good news, at least he is still alive and has not been killed by this boring rivers and lakes. ”

"Assuming that Furukawa is the little son of Zhongli's family, then Ding San...... Could it be that Ding San is Zhongli's old-timer, who stayed incognito in the demon mountain because he was reluctant to have his grandson? "Furukawa's thin body does look like he has just recovered from a serious illness, and his performance in Xue Leng Peak without fear of cold can be regarded as internal strength to protect his body, which is completely in line with the guess of the little son of the Zhongli family. Yan Liwu gasped, and shook his head again and again in a blink of an eye: "No, although Ding San takes good care of Guhe, he wants to call him master, how can there be an old man in the world who is an apprentice to his grandson?" ”

Wen Moqing shrugged: "There's nothing wrong. Back then, Zhongli's old-timers nicknamed 'Wild Boy', and his style of action was no different from that of a child, eccentric and unreasonable. If it weren't for offending people because of this character, it wouldn't have implicated Zhong Li's family alone. I'll tell you about these things in the future, whether you like it or you get tired of it, just listen to it as a story. ”

Jianghu, a term that sounds distant and mysterious. I don't know why, Yan Liwu has a faint expectation for this word, not only because he hates the power struggle in the former dynasty and harem, but also because Wen Moqing belongs to the people in the rivers and lakes.

She has a great interest in exploring things related to Wen Moqing.

Yan Li, who suddenly quieted down, leaned on Wen Moqing's shoulder, and the sound of rain outside the carriage did not stop, but there was a warm and ambiguous breath flowing silently in the carriage. I can't tell if I'm tired or sleepy, I always feel very comfortable snuggling up in my warm arms with my eyes closed, and I don't want to move at all; If Wen Moqing stretched her arms to wrap her tightly, or lowered her head and rubbed gently, she probably wouldn't dodge.

However, Wen Moqing didn't seem to have that thought, and his unfocused gaze and dull tone all showed that the joy in his heart at this time couldn't overpower the worry.

"Leave the worries, listen to me quietly, don't be anxious - there is news from Chu Ci's subordinates, the bandits in the north are in turmoil, and the emperor has ordered the second prince to rush to the border military camp, and he has set off two days ago."