The baggage was opened layer by layer, and at the bottom of the refreshing clothing was a delicate cowhide wine bag.

"Mu Shen, the first thing you said when you saw me was to ask Ling Shang," Ye Mujing smiled lovingly, and the anger on his face also dissipated, "This golden medicine is indeed specially prepared by Ling Shang for you, this wine ......"

"This wine, naturally, I want you to drink it with me, Brother Jing." Ye Mushen took over with a light smile.

Ye Mujing shook his head, "This wine was also brought to you by Ling Shang." ”

Ye Mu Shen unscrewed the wine bag and sniffed, "Yuxue...... It's still ice. ”

"This wine bag is the best tribute from the Western Regions," Ye Mujing said as he opened the Golden Creation Medicine, "Ling Shang said, this wine loses its flavor when it is warm, and only the skin of this blood yak can preserve the coldness of sake." ”

"Why is he so stingy all of a sudden?" Ye Mushen twisted the wine bag back, unwilling to drink it like this, "It's medicine again, it's wine again...... It's a different person. ”

Ye Mujing looked at Ye Mushen's lightly flushed cheeks that seemed to be smiling, "He seems to have always treated you better than others......"

"Okay?" Ye Mushen's brows knotted, "Yes, yes." It's just too weird......"

"He's just a civilian, and he can't go to prison to see you...... I've promised him to help him figure it out. In a few days, you should be able to meet him. ”

"Huh? What did he come to see me do? Ye Mushen became more and more puzzled, and said, "He wished he could never see me again." ”

"He didn't say anything......

"Really?" Ye Mushen pulled the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly, "Are you happy to see me in prison?" ”

"Maybe I don't worry about you." Ye Mujing recalled the situation when Ling Shang led his mount "Riding the Wind" to the door, and sighed lightly, "He cares about you no less than my brother. ”

Ye Mujing put some invasive medicine on the gauze again, and came behind Ye Mushen, "I'll help you with some medicine first." Ling Shang said, although breaking the cocoon can't hurt you, if this wound is not treated in time, it will be troublesome to cure it in the future. ”

"Concern?" Ye Mushen stroked the lines of the cowhide wine bag with his hand, puzzled, "What the hell does he think......"

If you really care about yourself, why do you always reject people?

If you really don't care, why ......

"What the hell is going on?" Ye Mujing looked carefully at the wound on Ye Mu Shen's neck, "Why did those Gu worms die when they touched your blood?" ”

"I don't know what's going on...... Ye Mu Shen's mind flashed the scene of Ling Shang refining medicine - countless poisonous insects gnawed at his hands, but they were finally melted by his blood.

The only poison that Ye Mushen has encountered in his life is Yayoi.

As for how he escaped death, he has no memory at all.

Breaking the cocoon has no effect on Ye Mu ginseng, but this has become the best handle for Song Xiaomin to identify him as suspicious.

The tsundere hall master himself can't figure out what kind of physique he is, and he can't argue about this.

"It just so happens that I also have a lot to ask Ling Shang." Ye Mushen quickly made calculations in his mind, "Brother Jing, will Ling Shang return the wind to you?" ”

"Hmm." Ye Mujing stopped what he was doing, "I thought you were playing a prank again, secretly taking Chengfeng away and giving it to Yingxiao as a companion - I didn't expect it to be given to Ling Shang." You, what a ......."

"Didn't I want to help you get the match?" Ye Mushen lowered his eyes, "I just didn't expect that I would have already entered the game......"

"Mu Shen, is Dali Siqing disrespectful to you?" Ye Mujing's tone was worried, "I haven't seen you so depressed for a long time. ”

"It's none of his business." Ye Mushen unscrewed the cowhide wine bag again, and sniffed the light aroma of wine inside, "I didn't do anything wrong, what can Song Xiaomin do to me?" Can he still force this charge of murder on my head? ”

Ye Mushen took a sip of sake, "Brother Jing, do you know...... Last night, Ling Shang told me that Ayan was dead. ”