In March, the drizzle was just one after another, and the plants and trees on the Tianshui side were bathed in hazy smoke and rain.

There was still curling smoke in the medicine stove, and the young man on the bamboo couch had his arms pillowed behind his head, looking sideways at the person sitting by the window reading a book, and the corners of his childish lips slowly hooked, "Holy Venerable, it's been three days, won't you say a word to me?" ”

The person sitting by the window didn't say anything, and the three thousand greens were draped all over his body without any restraint, a few strands fell on his chest, and a few strands stuck to his porcelain-white neck, burrowing into the placket.

The young man's gaze was glued to the swan-like neck that was exposed, and the perfect curve was submerged under the white placket of the pear blossom white, but the waist was extremely thin, perhaps...... It's really unbearable.

The young man's eyes burned, and when he raised his head, he almost looked away in embarrassment.

The Holy Venerable doesn't know love, and he doesn't know that for a moment, he has become the prey in the eyes of others, and his gaze is faint, "When the rain stops, you go down the mountain." ”

The sound of rain outside the house was incessant, and the boy prayed in his heart that it would rain harder, or a few more days.

When there was only one young man left in the room, the black air was filled, and his pheasant face slowly became bewitching, and a pair of phoenix eyes looked at Junchen who was standing by the window with a smile, "At that time, I injured my leg due to an argument with someone in the palace, and I was also taken to Junshan by Zoe to ask the Holy Venerable for healing. ”

Junchen said, "You're sad. ”

The smile on Chu Ziyi's face froze for a moment, but quickly recurled the corners of his lips, "How could a saint who doesn't eat fireworks in the world fall in love with a bastard?" You help me take a good look at that past...... Remember ......"

He seemed to be crying.

The Holy Venerable has been driving Chu Ziyi down the mountain, but when Chu Ziyi can walk down the ground, he is still on Jun Mountain.

The sun was just right that day, and the Holy Venerable went to give a lecture to the wizards again, and the rare and diligent Third Prince of Chu cleaned the entire bamboo house inside and out, and turned out all the herbs in the medicine pavilion and dried them.

Thinking that the Holy Venerable usually planted some flowers and plants whenever he had free time, and made up his mind to please the Holy Venerable, the people who had been on Jun Mountain for a long time turned out the small shovel placed in the corner of the house and went to plant flowers happily.

However, where did the prince, who grew up with a golden soup spoon, do this, either shovel off the flower roots with a shovel, or crush the stems and leaves without a light or heavy hand.

After a lot of effort, the third prince of Chu finally planted a flower intact into the pot, and he also used the back of the shovel to press the pot of soil so tightly that it couldn't be tighter.

"That's right, right? She also has to press it with a shovel when she plants flowers on weekdays. The third prince of Chu was quite pleased, and reached out to wipe the sweat on his forehead, "Haha, isn't it just planting flowers, although it is a little tired, but can it still stump this prince?" ”

I didn't know what mud I had wiped on my face.

When she returned, she was greeted by a variety of herbs and her flowers, which had been so badly damaged.

But someone still had a muddy face on his face, and he looked very proud, "Holy Venerable, you let me stay on Jun Mountain for a few more days, I will help you dry herbs and plant flowers every day." ”

The Holy Venerable, who had always been moody and unmoved, couldn't help twitching twice at the corner of his mouth.

"Stay away from me, my flowers, my herbs!"

The expression on the face of the third prince of Chu was very hurt, wilting like a pug who had been scolded by his master, "I...... I just want to help you. ”

After living here for several days, he found that there was really only one person living in the huge Tianshui side, and there was not even a single servant, and the cooking and medicine were all done by the Holy Venerable.

After the shock, the third prince of Chu was inexplicably satisfied in his heart, and now if there was suddenly one more person, he estimated that his diaphragm should be able to die.

But the most unpleasant thing at the moment is that this Holy Venerable is too cold, right? always talked about driving him down Junshan.

If she forgets her cultivation and is a little worse, she has already beaten the thing in front of her so that her parents can't recognize it!

She was almost bald by him in a sea of flowers, and there were those herbs that were stored in the medicine furnace, some of them could not be exposed to the sun, and some of the herbs could not be mixed together, and the worst thing was that this guy mixed all kinds of herbs together to dry, how should she distinguish them?

Forgetting to go over to pick herbs with a dark face, the third prince of Chu rubbed over pitifully, "Holy Venerable, these herbs, I look like they all look the same, what are you picking out?" ”

The green tendons on the corner of his forehead jumped twice, closed his eyes and said, "You, now, immediately, immediately, give me down the mountain!" ”

The third prince of Chu was so aggrieved that his eyes were red, "Where did I offend you?" As soon as I went up the mountain, you were cold, and you never answered me when I asked you, even if you replied to me, but also down the mountain or something......" He turned around and walked out, "Let me go, I'll go!" ”

They all walked to the stone gate, and Wangxi still didn't make a sound, he paused, and the corners of his eyes secretly tilted back, and found that Wangxi didn't look at him at all, and he didn't do anything, he just felt wronged, so he simply strode away.

There was no pause in the action of forgetting to collect and inspect the herbs, and his eyes were as calm as ever.

Suddenly, the person who had left appeared behind her and glared at her condescendingly, "Why don't you keep me?" Why did you drive me down the mountain? ”

Forget Xi frowned and did not speak.

The angry man suddenly closed his eyes and fell limply to her side.

Forget Xi's brows furrowed a little tighter, I don't know what this young man is going to make trouble again, and he was about to withdraw his gaze and ignore him, but he found his bruised lips, was slightly startled, and reached out to clasp his wrist.

Her pupils twitched, her eyes swept over the herbs on the ground, and then looked at the flowerbed over there, and finally sighed lowly, "The two flowers and plants of Spirit Rhino Grass and Luoying Flower, such a hidden poison can also make you happen to meet ......."

When Chu Ziyi woke up again, he found that he was still in the bamboo house, and he was relieved for some reason, and when he wanted to get out of bed, he found that his whole body was swollen and painful, and he finally struggled to sit up, and reached out to wipe the sweat on his forehead, only to find that his hands were swollen like pig's trotters, and his body was also bloated.

He was so frightened that he struggled to move to the shelf where the basin was placed, and when he looked at a pig's face reflected in the water, he cried out uncontrollably, and the basin was knocked to the ground.

When he heard the sound and came in, he found the third prince of Chu holding his knees and shrunken in the corner.

"What's wrong with you?" The opening is still cold.

The young third prince of Chu was already crying, "How did I become like this?" ”

"It's just poisoned, and you'll be fine in two days." Forgetfulness obviously didn't take it seriously.

"You poisoned me!" The third prince of Chu was so aggrieved that he couldn't do it.

Forget Xi raised his eyebrows, "I'm a witch doctor, not a poison doctor." ”

In Guyue, witchcraft is prevalent, but wizards and Gu masters are not allowed to use witchcraft to harm people.

"Then how did I end up like this for no reason." The third prince of Chu buried his head in his knees and refused to lift it.

A few inexplicable emotions flashed in Forget Xi's eyes, she had never been so suspicious, and said coldly, "There is Lingrhino grass in the herbs you dried, and you touched the Luoying flowers in the flower garden, these two are originally non-toxic, but when they come together, they are poisonous." ”

She turned to leave, but was grabbed by the corner of her clothes by a large pig's trotter.

misunderstood people, and the third prince of Chu, who knew that he was wrong, bowed his head and apologized, "I'm sorry......"

During the meal, the third prince of Chu did not find anything similar to a curtain in the bamboo house, so he simply pulled a piece of bed curtain to wrap his head airtightly.

Forget Xi frowned at the dinner table, "How do you eat like this?" ”

The third prince of Chu said, "As a sign of respect, I will eat it after the Holy Venerable has finished eating." ”

Forget Xi didn't understand those official words very well, and said bluntly, "I didn't see you like this a few days ago." ”

The third prince of Chu, whose face couldn't see people, was bitter in his heart, "That...... I apologize for the misunderstanding today, and I apologize......"

Forget Xi nodded and said, "I'm not angry." But if you hold it like this, the recovery will be very slow. ”

The third prince of Chu was so sad that he didn't want to speak.

Forget Xi glanced at him, and suddenly leaned closer, "Do you think you look ugly like this?" ”

She...... Is she trying to comfort me?

The third prince of Chu raised his head and crashed into those indifferent, but seemingly sympathetic beautiful eyes, as if he had really lost his soul in an instant.

"I've seen it when it's uglier, but I'm covering it now, so there's no need." Lord Shengzun drank porridge and said lightly.

The third prince of Chu almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Really...... To comfort people or something, don't expect too much from the Venerable.

He waved his pig's trotters and removed the curtain of the bed that he had wrapped around his head.

Because his fingers were so swollen that he couldn't hold the spoon, he tried several times and directly knocked over the porridge bowl in front of him.

Chu Ziyi's head drooped, and his swollen red fan was pressed on the table, and the table under his palm was dented.

Forget Xi sighed, "It's my negligence, let's change my clothes first." "His clothes were full of spilled porridge.

He was swollen all over his body, and he couldn't hold anything with his own hands, and when he forgot to change his clothes, he pulled his belt and refused to let go.

As a result, the robe was torn apart by the Holy Venerable.

The Third Prince of Chu, who sat back at the table, seemed to be even redder than before, and his eyes were fluttering, but he didn't dare to look at the Holy Venerable Lord who was sitting opposite him.

Is this shyness, teenager?

Forget Xi fed him a spoonful of porridge, thought about it, and decided to praise this child, and he thought about it again, so he said, "Good figure." ”

Last time, she confiscated the words brought back by a few disciples from the bottom of the mountain, and when she was bored, she flipped through a few pages, and there seemed to be such a boast in it.

The third prince of Chu couldn't wait to bury his face in the porridge bowl in front of him.

Seeing that this compliment was useful, Lord Shengzun felt that he should make persistent efforts, and said, "It's more beautiful than the color of the roast suckling pig." ”

"Click—"

It seems to be someone's heartbreak.

A few days later, the third prince of Chu finally had a swelling on his body, searched all over the bamboo house, and found no mirror, so he had to resign himself to facing the reflection of the water, combing the most heroic bun, and changing into the best-looking (riotous) clothes he brought.

The spring breeze went out proudly, passing by the stone gate, and paused, "Thief? ”