"Young master, porridge. An unfamiliar voice rang out, but his footsteps were not heard.

"Hmm. The man who had been sitting beside him for a long time answered softly, and after a moment the cold fingers held his face, and the warm rice soup flowed into his mouth with a slight bitterness, a little unpalatable, but bearable.

This person is not Bai Zhen.

Bai Zhen ......: "Where have you been?"

The bowl made a slight clashing sound on the table, and some cold hands held the hand that he had raised at some point, the palm was large, but the fingers were very thin. Such a hand seems to have been touched by himself, but he cannot remember its owner. Who the hell is it?

"Do you want to find Bai Zhen? He's not here now, I'll call him?" the voice was unfamiliar, or rather, had never heard it before. The voice is a little hoarse, a little cold, but the tail note is surprisingly gentle, it sounds very comfortable, and it is not easy to remember.

It took a moment to think about what he said, and then shook his head slightly, "Who are you?"

"I, I'm a Langzhong. How is Miss Mu feeling now? Can you open your eyes?"

The cold fingers gently put his hand back on the bed and rested it on his wrist again. He shook his head with difficulty, perhaps without any amplitude: "I'm so tired." ”

"Miss Mu, Miss Mu, can you hear me? Please try to open your eyes? Just open them for a moment. His hand rested on his forehead, and the cold feeling stimulated him to wake up a little, but he was quickly pulled back by the tired feeling, like drowning.

I'm tired, I'm so tired, I want to sleep.

Just open your eyes and open them for a while......

The eyes opened a little with difficulty, and the white light flickered in front of them, blurry to see anything clearly. The eyelids closed heavily several times, and then opened them with all his might, and the white light became a little clearer, turning into a white shirt. It was as if some burden had been lifted, and I could no longer resist the great tiredness, and I could no longer open my eyelids when I closed them heavily.

The man's voice sounded a little distorted: "Miss Mu, sleep well, when you wake up, everything will be fine." ”

Wake up, get better, what's going on? Who the hell is this guy?

The hands pulled the quilt off for itself, the corners of the clothes scraped across his cheeks, and the smell of orchids reached his nose, and he lost consciousness again.

......

"Why doesn't the young master go in?" Wen Ning said softly, although he was asking, there was no intention of asking in his words.

Wen Su turned around without surprise and asked in a tone of no surprise, "When did you come?" Why didn't you make a sound?"

Wen Ning replied simply to a perfunctory one: "Just came." Seeing Wen Wei leaning over and looking inside through the gap in the window lattice, he couldn't help but wonder: "What is the young master looking at?"

Wen Yun took a step out of the way and waved his hand to signal him to come over and see: "The first beauty in the rivers and lakes, do you look beautiful?"

Wen Ning was slightly stunned: "Miss Mu?"

Wen Su shrugged: "Another." ”

Zhao Qingyan, who was sitting on a stool in the room, was dressed in a white robe, although the style and materials were exquisite, but it was enough to be called simple, and his long hair was only tied with a white hair band in a simple bun. Half of his face was pale, and he lost even more blood against the plain white robe.

As far as men are concerned, the contours of his eyebrows are too delicate, and his quiet appearance is less sharp than that of men. His back was straight, but he looked down at the porridge bowl in his hand casually, without any deliberateness, only the etiquette engraved in his bones made him always behave calmly.

No fighting, no grabbing, indifferent as an orchid. Wen Ning couldn't help but have such an evaluation in his mind.

Sick beauty, such beauty may be suitable for some women, but it will never add any color to men. The serious illness has not healed, the complexion is not good, and Zhao Qingyan is wearing such plain clothes, in Wen Ning's mind, even if he is handsome, he is just an ordinary appearance.

But seeing Zhao Qingyan at this time, Wen Ning couldn't help laughing.

Wen Wei shook his hand to indicate that he was silent, and asked silently, "What are you laughing at?"

Wen Ning thought for a moment and said, "It's probably far from what I thought I was." ”

Wen Su asked, "Oh, let's hear it?"

Wen Ning said: "Throwing fruit Pan An, if you want to come to Pan An's posture, it is rare in the world, and you also have to rely on dressing up to enhance your temperament and enrich your complexion with fat powder." I've always wondered what the men on the list of beautiful men in the rivers and lakes would look like? Could it be that they still have to dress up like women?"

Wen Yun pouted: "So what?"

Wen Ning said: "I didn't expect him to be very similar to Ran Gongzi. ”

"Ran ......" Wen Xuan lost his mind when he heard this, and only came back to his senses after a while, and laughed, "Ran Haoxuan is a disciple of the third uncle, can he not be like the third uncle?"

Wen Ning was stunned and said, "I mean the ...... of the world" suddenly understood, and immediately stopped.

Wen Yun himself sighed: "If only he could really be the same as the third uncle." ”

Wen Ning was puzzled: "How does the young master know that he is not a gentleman like Ran Gongzi?"

Wen Su glanced at him: "Knowing people, knowing faces, but not hearts." ”

Wen Ning suddenly said: "Just like the young master?"

Wen Yun was not angry, reached out and touched his face, and smiled: "That's right." After looking at the window for a while, he said, "Let's go, let's go in and have a look." "Walked to the door and reached out to push it open.

Wen Ning was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed.

Ran Haoxuan, who was standing on the side, saw the stranger walking in and subconsciously took a step sideways, blocking in front of Zhao Qingyan. And Zhao Qing, who was holding a bowl of porridge and thinking about what to do with the rest of the porridge, looked at it, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and stood up: "Haoxuan." ”

Ran Hao was slightly stunned, lowered his hand, took a few steps back to the side, and stood behind Zhao Qingyan.

Zhao Qingyan put down the bowl again and looked at Wen Su with inquiring eyes: "Your Excellency is ...... Young Master Wen?"

Wen Su was also stunned when he saw that he recognized him, and smiled with crooked eyes: "Little Wang Ye is wise." ”

Zhao Qingyan smiled lightly: "Gongzi Wen is too praised, it's just a guess." ”

Wen Xuan looked at Mu Qinghan, who was sleeping on the bed, and asked, "How is she?"

Zhao Qingyan hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "I can't say it well." Judging from the time, it was time for her to wake up, and her pulse was quite stable. She probably didn't want to wake up. ”

"Don't want to wake up?" Wen Wei frowned slightly, "What do you say?"

Zhao Qingyan glanced at Mu Qinghan and sighed lightly: "After waking up, what is left of her?"

Wen Su shook his head with a sigh, and said: "Thanks to the little prince's desperate rescue of Qinghan, he can be safe, and the rest only depends on the destiny of heaven." ”

Zhao Qingyan raised his eyes and glanced at him when he heard this, and lowered his eyes again, his eyes were light: "The most cruel is the destiny of heaven." ”

Wen Xuan was stunned, his eyes fell on the burn on Mu Qinghan's cheeks, and his eyes narrowed: "Yes, the most cruel is Destiny." Heaven wants me to die, and I have to die. ”

"Mandate of Heaven?" obviously said it himself, but he laughed self-deprecatingly, "Young Master Wen trusts Mandate of Heaven?"

Wen Wei said: "I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it." ”

Zhao Qingyan was not surprised, but asked casually: "Why?"

Wen Su smiled slightly: "Because there is nothing to do." ”

Zhao Qingyan smiled, and there was mockery in his smile: "What a helpless one." ”

Wen Su asked rhetorically: "Little Lord thinks it's ridiculous?"

Zhao Qingyan shook his head: "On the contrary, I can't feel anything else except helplessness now." ”

Wen Su was absent-minded: "The prince also has a time when he is powerless?"

Zhao Qing said: "Prince...... I'm afraid that I'm used to being comfortable, and when I'm at a loss, I'm even more powerless than ordinary people. ”

Wen Kun looked at him with curiosity in his eyes, looked at him for a while, and suddenly asked, "Little Prince, I have a question that I can't figure out, I wonder if the Little Prince's can see it?"

Zhao Qingyan was slightly stunned: "Young Master Wen doesn't have to be polite, just ask." ”

Wen Wei was also not polite, and went straight to the topic: "How did the little prince recognize the number of roads in the Remnant Feather Gate?"

Zhao Qingyan didn't expect him to ask such a question, and he was really stunned.

Wen Su saw that he was stunned, and specially explained: "I heard him mention that someone had entered the house to steal not long ago, and even stabbed him within three moves, which was quite surprising. Although Cizhao's martial arts are not very superb, the person who can hurt him in three moves will not be a nobody, so he asked a few more questions. They are all martial arts practitioners, so ......"

Zhao Qingyan knew that he was afraid that he would be suspicious, so he explained like this, and hurriedly said: "It's just that I was quite surprised when I heard it, and I hope that Gongzi Wen doesn't care." ”

Wen Su smiled: "The little prince is polite." ”

Zhao Qingyan pondered for a moment before he said: "I am inconvenient to walk on my legs, and my health is not very good. Speaking of saving my life, I am not afraid of Wen Gongzi's jokes, I deliberately memorized a hundred swordsmanship martial arts, and I was looking for a way to dodge the broken moves within a few moves. In addition, I have been playing in Ouchi since I was a child, and the guards practice martial arts every day, and it has become a habit to memorize and break moves. ”

Wen Wei was slightly surprised, and then praised: "Ordinary martial arts practitioners are familiar with this martial arts for ten years, and when they have the vision of the little prince, I am afraid that they will also reach the sixtieth century." ”

Zhao Qingyan was helpless: "Gongzi Wen is serious, I'm just trying to be lazy." Speaking of eyesight, how can I compare with Wen Gongzi? Wen Gongzi compliments me so much, I can't help but be suspected of boasting. ”

Wen Su smiled embarrassedly: "It's the same lazy, how dare you boast?"

Zhao Qingyan also smiled: "I can't hide it, the reason why I can recognize the martial arts of the Remnant Feather Gate is because I have seen it." ”

Wen Su was surprised: "The Remnant Feather Gate has been destroyed for many years, I don't know where the little prince saw it?"

Seeing that he was pretending to be stupid, Zhao Qingyan didn't expose it, and asked with a smile along with his words: "I don't know if Gongzi Wen knows that there is a guard named Xia Peng in Da Nei?"

Wen Su thought for a moment and asked uncertainly, "The one who caught the Tsing Yi thief?"

Zhao Qingyan smiled and nodded.

Wen Su smiled: "I have heard the name of the thief in Tsing Yi for a long time, and I have always wanted to know what this guard looks like, but unfortunately I happened to leave this time and missed the opportunity in vain." ”

Zhao Qingyan said: "Lord Xia is quite handsome, if Gongzi Wen wants to see him, I will summon him." ”

Wen Jun hurriedly said: "I see them coming and going in a hurry every day, I'm afraid that they are already busy with official affairs, how can I bother Lord Xia because of trivial matters? ”

Zhao Qingyan didn't seem to be casually perfunctory when he heard what he meant, but seemed to be really curious about Xia Peng, so he said casually: "I've been away for a long time, and I want to go over and ask briefly about the situation in the past few days." If Gongzi Wen is fine, why don't you come with me tomorrow?"

Wen Wei was not polite at all, and readily agreed: "Then thank you little prince." Wen Ning looked at his young master's cheeky skin, which was always neither red nor white, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Zhao Qingyan happened to catch a glimpse of Wen Ning sighing behind Wen Kun, almost laughed, and hurriedly coughed lightly to hold back: "Young Master Wen doesn't have to be polite, it's just a gesture." However, I still want to ask Gongzi Wen to help me see if Lord Xia's skills are the number of the Remnant Feather Gate. ”

Wen Su noticed the change in his expression, turned around in the direction he looked away, and glanced at Wen Ning, who looked at him as usual, as if he had guessed something, but he could only endure it and turned around: "Lord Xia's surname is Xia, but it seems to be the surname of the master of the Remnant Feather Sect." I have heard that Ouchi is strict, didn't Lord Xia say anything about his sect?"