Chapter 82: I Can't Bear It

Bai Zhen stood at the table and compared the two paintings, and finally shook his head, picked up one and crumpled it into a ball.

"Why are you so dissatisfied with your work?" asked Trojan Mahou as he knocked on the open wooden door, smiling.

Bai Zhen wanted to hide the drawing paper, but he was worried that the action would be too deliberate, and after a moment of hesitation, Trojan Mahou's gaze had already fallen on the desktop. With a light sigh, Bai Zhen simply put the rice paper in his hand back on the table: "Why is my uncle here?"

Trojan Marquis raised his gaze: "You can't paint Qingyan here, right?"

Bai Zhen coughed lightly in a slightly embarrassed way: "Yes." ”

Trojan Marquis smiled: "Qinghan asked you to draw it?"

Bai Zhen went to pour a cup of tea for Trojan Marquis, and then said: "It's my opinion, Qinghan thinks it's feasible." He looked back at the two paintings and sighed, "But it doesn't look like it at all." ”

Mumahou took the tea bowl, sat down in the seat next to him, and smiled slightly: "I've only seen him a few times, how can it be like a painting?"

"yes. Bai Zhen responded, and said, "It's good that I didn't come for nothing." ”

Mumahou nodded slowly and did not answer: "When do you plan to go back?"

Bai Zhen was slightly stunned: "I'm going to leave in the next few days, there is nothing to do on the road, walk around, and it will probably be a little later to return home." ”

Mumahou said: "There is no urgency, there is no need to rush back, as long as you leave Bianliang early." ”

Bai Zhen responded casually and did not say anything more.

Trojan Marquis asked, "Have you been with the prince of Xin for the past few days?"

Bai Zhen nodded: "Yunyi invited me several times, and I agreed." ”

Trojan Marquis pondered for a moment, and only said, "You shouldn't have come." ”

Bai Zhen was calm: "I know. ”

Trojan Mahou's eyes were complicated: "Is this what you mean?"

Bai Zhen said: "Sort of." Some things can't be avoided by hiding, so why retreat again and again, and chill other people's hearts?"

Trojan Marquis slowly frowned: "What do you want to do?"

Bai Zhen smiled: "Uncle, please rest assured, I am not a person who can't hold my breath, and I won't do anything stupid." ”

Trojan Mahou sighed lightly: "I know your temperament, so naturally I don't worry about what you do stupidly." But after listening to my uncle's advice, it's not yet time. ”

Bai Zhen's eyes moved slightly: "Then what should I do now?"

Trojan Mahou took a deep breath: "If you can endure it, you can endure it." ”

Bai Zhen's pupils contracted, but his face did not change: "There will always be a time when I can't bear it." ”

Trojan Marquis said: "When the time comes, you don't have to endure it anymore." Looking into his eyes, he said lightly: "It's not enough now." ”

Bai Zhen lowered his eyes and avoided his gaze: "I know." ”

Trojan Marquis sighed silently: "That's good." ”

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Slowly opened his eyes, and what caught him was a vague figure of cyan. The man in Tsing Yi rested on the table, his blood-colored eyes trying his best to widen, but he couldn't see it really.

licked his dry lips and said hoarsely: "Brother?"

The person in front of the table straightened up, the sound of the stool rubbing the ground and moving away sounded, and the cold fingers fell on the eyelids of blood and tears: "Do you feel better?" Lu Wei's voice was very soft, with a trace of concern in his calmness, not obvious concern.

"Much better. Blood Tears smiled, "It's really you, I thought it was Zhao Qingyan." He reached out and groped under the wooden pillow a few times, and shrunk his body.

Lu Wei chuckled a few times: "Can't you tell us with such a powerful nose?"

Blood and tears shook his head: "The smell of medicine on Zhao Qingyan's body was particularly strong before, although he deliberately smoked his clothes with incense, but it was still covered by the bitter taste of the medicine. All I can smell now is medicine and blood, not incense. ”

Lu wept and said: "If you want to find him, you will be disappointed, he is not feeling well, and he went back to the palace early." ”

Blood and tears pouted: "Unwell? Sure enough, he is a pampered noble son." ”

Lu Wei rolled his eyes: "Don't forget that you have been saved by this noble son more than once." ”

After a little silence, the blood and tears groped a few times, and loosely grabbed Lu Wei's wrist: "Don't bleed for me next time, there's no need." ”

Lu Wei had a smile in his voice: "There is not much blood, and it will be replenished after drinking a few sips of water, what are you afraid of?"

"Before...... Blood Tears frowned, it seemed very uncomfortable, and it took a long time before he continued, "You have to be careful of Xia Peng." ”

Lu was stunned, not understanding what he meant: "What?"

Blood Tears listened carefully to the surrounding voices, and only after making sure that there was no one did he say: "The destruction of the Remnant Feather Gate is inseparable from the puppet palace, and it is difficult to guarantee that Xia Peng will not find any clues." ”

Lu Wei's face changed slightly: "Are you sure that he is from the Remnant Feather Sect?"

Bloody tears said: "I can't be sure, but it could be big." After all, his original surname was Xia, and Peng was a Peng with withered grass on it. ”

Lu Wei nodded silently in agreement: "Does Yunmo know about this?"

Blood and Tears couldn't determine what he was asking for a while, and after a pause, he said slowly: "He has already been aware of Xia Peng's identity. As for the matter of the Remnant Feather Gate, he shouldn't be clear. ”

Lu Wei breathed a sigh of relief: "Then don't tell him yet." ”

"Of course. Blood and tears laughed weakly, and the smile was surprisingly bright, "The time is not yet, don't add trouble to him first." ”

Lu Wei looked at his heartless smile, but smiled bitterly: "Yunmo seriously injured Xia Peng, do you mean it?"

"He injured Xia Peng?" Bloody Tears was quite surprised, "How could he do such a stupid thing?"

Lu cried: "He said that he was injured in a moment's urgency, but I don't believe it." ”

Bloody tears nodded: "It's really unlikely." But...... Hey, do you think he's trying to test Xia Peng's martial arts?"

"Martial arts?" Lu Wei was stunned for a moment, and then reacted immediately, and the smile on his face could be described as crying and laughing: "Impossible." ”

Blood and tears smiled: "Just because you can't see the number of his martial arts doesn't mean he can't try, don't forget what kind of internal skills 'dead wood rejuvenation' is." ”

Lu Wei pouted: "Then is it necessary for him to lie to hide it from me?"

Blood and tears laughed again, Xu was affected by the injury, raised his hand and pressed his eyes, but he still couldn't stop laughing: "I said Lu Houye, can't you guess such a simple reason? He doesn't know the relationship between Remnant Yumen and the two of us, so he checked Xia Peng's details for another reason." It has nothing to do with you, why did he tell you?"

Lu Wei frowned: "Then why did he check Xia Peng?"

Blood and tears finally stopped laughing: "The reason is not necessarily, but I guess, it is either Chen Huayi begging him, or Jiang Wuyan's meaning." ”

Lu Wei muttered, "Probably." ”

Blood and tears said: "Left and right, they can't keep Xia Peng in Da Nei for long, let's be happy to watch the excitement." ”

Lu Wei's eyes moved slightly: "Wait and see?"

Bloody Tears smiled: "Wait and see." Accurately raised his hand and patted Lu Wei's shoulder: "Anyway, let's pat our butts and leave, what they do is their own toss, and it has nothing to do with us." ”

"Yes, whether it's a blessing or a curse can only depend on Yunmo himself. He ......" suddenly reacted halfway through speaking, and looked at the blood and tears fiercely, "How do you know that we are leaving?"

Bloody Tears smiled slyly: "You don't care how I know, just say it right." ”

Lu Wei stared at him: "You can't guess, right?"

Blood and tears didn't answer, shaking his head: "No, I am also known about astronomy, geography, and people." Ming Yin and Yang, understand gossip, Xiao Qimen, know Dunjia, and strategize among the ......"

Lu Wei interrupted with a sneer: "Blow, do you continue to brag about one?"

"Ha, ha, ha!" Blood and Tears laughed three times, sat up, and looked serious, "I'll tell you, no matter how bad it is, it can be regarded as the origin of a family of organs, and it can be calculated, don't say that it is astronomical and geographical yin and yang gossip Qimen Dunjia, even if I let you set up a formation, it is no problem - so, who said I bragged just now?"

Lu Wei was speechless.

"Ha, ha, ha. Blood and tears lay back again, and patted Lu Wei's shoulder again, "It's okay, young man, you still have a lot to learn." ”

Lu Wei's eyebrows jumped: "Actually, I can also calculate, I am also from a family of organs, and I will also set up a formation." ”

Blood and tears tilted their heads, thought about it very seriously for a while, and suddenly realized: "Oh! Don't say it, it's true!"

In order to prevent being mad by his younger brother, Lu Wei got up decisively: "Okay, I'll go first, there is still something to do in the Hou Mansion." ”

"Wait, it's okay to delay you, I'm injured at this time, and I need a little care from my brother. Blood and tears earnestly stayed, "It's not too late to pour me a glass of water and leave!"

Lu Wei strode away and slammed the cell door shut, giving him a deafening bang.

"Ouch, Marquis Lu has such a big temper?"

"Oh my God!

"Brother, big brother, brother, big brother, you won't really leave, will you?

"Okay, okay, you can go, I'm not uncommon for you to pour me water. ”

Blood and tears were shouted in a mess, and there was no sound outside the door.

After confirming that Lu Wei had left, Blood and Tears began to slowly turn white, and there was irrepressible pain in his eyes. With the help of your fingertips, pull out the silver needle that suppresses the internal force in your chest. As soon as the silver needle was pulled out, a mouthful of gray blood spurted out, and cold sweat was like rain on his pale forehead.

vomited out all the blood that could be vomited, and lay motionless for a long time before barely pulling out a smile. wiped the silver needle in his hand with a quilt, took back the small cloth bag under the wooden pillow, and said to himself: "This little trick is to deceive you, fortunately, Zhao Qingyan is not there, otherwise it will not be exposed?"

Touching the cold and hard thing on his chest, the smile on his lips inadvertently disappeared: "I really don't know how long it will last, I hope it's too late." ”

After a long time, he added an affirmative answer to himself: "It must be in time." ”

Certain.