Tianfeng has three counties and sixteen cities, of which Gucheng is located in the northernmost city of Tianfeng Country, belonging to Fenglin County, this city is not simple, from the beginning of its establishment to the present has a history of tens of thousands of years, which is earlier than the founding time of Tianfeng Country, since the founding of Tianfeng Country three hundred years ago, Zhong Yuemad as a meritorious minister, was named Shen Yong Hou by the royal family, here has become the fief of Shen Yong Hou, it has been three hundred years, Shen Yong Hou's title has been hereditary for four generations.

In the backyard of Zhongfu, an attic called Qinglianju, in the bedroom, there is a twelve-year-old boy lying on the bed, named Zhong Wuxian, Shen Yong Hou second son, in fact, it sounds good to say that Shen Yong Hou is the second son, and it is actually Shen Yong Hou, that is, the product of Zhong Wuxian's father and a maid who have fornicated after drinking.

At this time, the young man was lying on the bed, his eyebrows were full of pain, as if he was suffering from the most painful thing in the world, and the maid serving beside him had already been so frightened that his legs were weak, and he did not dare to approach, let alone leave.

After a while, accompanied by a rush of footsteps, before anyone arrived, the voice first came in, "Hate'er, hate'er is fine!" Finally, a richly dressed middle-aged woman walked in, and the traces of the passage of time could be seen from the woman's face.

This is Mrs. Shen Yonghou, who is also a princess of the royal family, and it has been twenty years since she married into the Zhong family, when the woman's steps were hurried, she slammed down on the couch, and grabbed the young man's hand, "Hate'er, what's wrong with you?" There was a kind look between her eyebrows.

Suddenly, the woman turned her head and glared fiercely at the maid on the side, "How do you take care of your hate, if my hater has something long and short, I want you to look good!"

As soon as the wind chimes (that is, Mrs. Shen Yonghou) finished speaking, the two maids immediately knelt on the ground, crying, "Madam, we really don't know what's going on, yesterday afternoon, when Childe came back, he was drenched, and we prepared hot water and ginger tea and then retreated, but this morning, Childe became like this, Madam, I really don't care about our business!" The two fifteen-year-old little maids were about to shed tears.

The wind chime touched Zhong Wuxian's forehead, there was no fever, and then said coldly: "Why don't you hurry up and ask the old doctor to come!"

The doctor is a physician hired by Zhongfu, specializing in treating some physical ailments for the Zhong family, and has lived in Zhongfu for more than 20 years.

"Madam, Chunzhu has already gone to invite, according to the time, he should be back at this time!"

Chunzhu, Xia He, Qiu Ju, Dongmei, these are Zhong Wuxian's four maids, who grew up with Zhong Wuxian since childhood.

Hearing this, Feng Chime's face also became a little better-looking, and he asked casually, "Has the master notified you?"

Dongmei lowered her head, "Madam, Qiu Ju went to the compound, the master should already know by now, but..." Speaking of this, Dongmei didn't continue, because everyone knew that the second son, Zhong Wuxian, was not treated well, and even the master usually didn't give a good face, but Mrs. treated this child as her own.

Wind Chime frowned and waved his hand, "Okay, I know, no more talk!"

At this moment, a little maid ran in with broken steps, followed by an old man who was exhausted, and after the old man came in, he put down the medicine box and nodded at the wind chime, "I've seen Madame!"

The wind chime also got up and dragged the elder doctor's arm, "The elder doctor doesn't have to be polite, speaking of which, you are still our elder!"

"Madame is polite, let me see the second son's condition first!"

The wind chime stepped sideways, and the old doctor stepped forward in two steps, grabbed Zhong Wuxian's arm, closed his eyes and signaled the pulse, suddenly, the old doctor's face changed greatly, his hand suddenly let go, and he almost fell to the ground.

Looking at the appearance of the old doctor, the wind chimes and the three maids were full of urgency, "The old doctor, what happened?"

The old doctor calmed down, opened the medicine box, and said, "Let's talk about it when I'm sure!" As he spoke, the old doctor took out seven silver needles, which were inserted into the young man's body in an instant, and looked at the young man's brows in front of him.

After a while, the old doctor slowly stood up and saluted the wind chimes.

"Doctor, what's wrong with Hate'er?"

The old doctor sighed and shook his head helplessly, "Congenital disease, acquired essence and blood hollowed out, there is a curse in the front, and a catastrophe in the back, the second son in this life, what a bitter word!"

Feng Chime also grabbed the doctor's hand in a hurry, "Is there a way for the doctor?"

The old doctor showed a hint of embarrassment on his face, "This congenital disease, there is nothing to be done in the next, the essence and blood are lost, as long as there is a genius treasure, it can be slowly replenished, as for the evil curse, it is by no means something that my generation can solve, madam, even if the essence and blood in the second son's body are replenished, the second son has no hope of practicing in this life, after all, the congenital disease body has cut off his hope of practicing martial arts." ”

Wind chimes listened, tears flowed out instantly, "This child, this child, why is his life so hard, but no matter what, whether it is ten years or eight years, I want him to live well, even if it is an ordinary person, I also want him to be happy, heal the elderly, and the treatment of the disease depends on you!"

The old doctor shook his head, "Madame is polite, write a prescription below, and when the second son wakes up, it will be no big problem to make up for his body." Saying that, Yao Lao took out a pen and paper from the medicine box, wrote the prescription, and handed it to Dongmei, "Remember, once every three days, don't be too frequent, too much!" After speaking, he saluted the wind chime again, "Madam, then I will say goodbye!"

Feng Chime did not pay attention to the old doctor, but sat next to the couch, grabbed the young man's hand, looked at the young man's face, from the young man's face she could still see the shadow of the lively and lovely woman, that woman was originally her maid, named Zi'er, but also a friend from childhood to adulthood, sister, the day she got married, she married.

She could see her unhappiness, she could see her apprehension, in the sedan chair, she kept holding her hand, whispering all the words of encouragement, and finally one day she told herself that she was pregnant, and told herself that she was in love with that man.

At first, she was angry, her good sister wanted to rob her husband with her, but slowly, when Zi'er was treated in this Qinglian Residence, she began to feel a little sorry for this girl, because that man had never set foot in this area again, even when Hate'er was born, he didn't come in, and the name Zhong Wuhate was taken by the silly girl herself.

About a month after giving birth to Hate'er, this silly girl jumped into the lotus pond of Qinglian Ju, and the lotus pond full of silt instantly swallowed the body, and the bones were gone, and since then, she has sworn that this child is her own child.

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At the same time, Zhong Wuxian's head was in chaos at this time, "Damn, what kind of place is this?" Zhong Wuxian, a game otaku, was browsing a web page when a page suddenly popped up, he just wanted to close it, but a thunderbolt came down, he didn't know anything, and when he woke up, he was already here.

It was a gray place, and Zhong Wuxian didn't know what kind of place this was, so he could only keep walking, shouting, "Is there anyone?

I don't know how long it took to walk, a gray tree appeared, and a twelve-year-old boy was sitting under the tree, Zhong Wuxian walked over and looked at the little boy with his eyes closed, and couldn't help pouting, "Hey, this little guy is very handsome, but it seems that I have seen it somewhere!"

Suddenly, Zhong Wuxian patted his head, "I'll go, isn't this me when I was a child, but what's the matter with this ancient costume? Although it looks very handsome, but this will be suspected of being a transvestite, hey!"

Just as Zhong Wuxian approached the young man, Mu Ran, the little boy opened his eyes, looked at each other, and the little boy said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time!" This sentence made Zhong Wuxian creepy, but at this time, something that shocked him even more happened, the little boy suddenly approached him, crashed into his body at once, and disappeared, oh no, to be precise, it was fused.

It is not only the soul that is fused, but also the memory, the process of fusion is painful, but Zhong Wuxian also survived, leaned against the tree, gasped, and smiled bitterly, "Grandma's, you really caught up with the big wave of crossing, and you have a tacit understanding, you are also called Zhong Wuxie." ”

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Zhong Wuxian stood up with the big tree, "Heh, Jiuhua Continent, Northwest Regions, Tianfeng Country, Gucheng, this is my beginning?" After fusing all the memories of the little boy, Zhong Wuxian also sighed, he sighed at the little boy's suffering, sighed at the pity of the little boy, sighed at the little boy's state of mind, it turned out that he knew everything, but he was unwilling to fight back, unwilling to resist, and even unwilling to take revenge, everything was in the word hateless.

Suddenly, Zhong Wuxian opened his eyes, and then he saw a somewhat familiar face, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Aunt!" The voice was very weak, but it was very clearly imprinted in the ears of the wind chime.

Wind chimes tears flowed out instantly, whether it was because of her care or her identity, Zhong Wuxian should have called her mother, in fact, Zhong Wuxian has been calling for many years, but who knows, she wants this child to call herself "aunt".

The wind chime hugged Zhong Wuxian, "Good boy, hate, you're finally awake!" said, and said to Dongmei on the side: "Dongmei, hurry up and bring the prepared medicine!"

"Hate'er, you can rest well after drinking the medicine, don't get sick again!"

"Auntie, I know!" Zhong Wuxian showed a smile, in his memory, this woman, that is, the master of his biological mother, was really good to herself, even if she was the illegitimate child of her husband and others, she still treated herself like this, and let herself feel the warmth of maternal love.

Thinking about it, Zhong Wuxian got up slowly, got out of bed and came to the window, pushed open the window, and there was the lotus pond opposite, it was not summer yet, the lotus flowers had not bloomed, there was nothing to see, but Zhong Wuxian could see the gods, "What kind of mind did you have to jump down?"

No one told him the answer!