Sui Sui Jianing

Chapter 78 Fate is Really Wonderful
Chu Wuhen went back to the mansion and went straight to Xin Ying's west side room. Xin Ying was sent back by Xin Xing and had just cleaned the wound. At this time, she was leaning on the bedside with a bowl of medicine and watching bitterly.

Xin Xing stood by the bed, dumbfounded, and said, "Don't look at it, the medicine won't make it taste better, it's better to dry it up while it's hot, and it will save you some pain."

With a bitter face, Xin Ying struggled to ask: "Is it really necessary to stop drinking? I think I'm fine, and the wound hasn't been torn."

Xin Xing smiled and refused seriously: "No, you are a seriously injured patient now, you have to follow the doctor's advice, hurry up, don't stain, drink—"

Xin Ying's resistance was futile, and she glared at Xin Xing for a few times, but Xin Xing didn't take it seriously, she had to accept the reality, picked up the bowl and blew twice, tasted the taste, and her facial features were immediately distorted and tangled together.

Xin Xing couldn't help laughing when the person who usually looked unchanged before Mount Tai collapsed suddenly showed such a vivid expression.

Xin Ying dried up the medicine with a raised head, then lay on the bed and retched, "If you want to kill me, just say so, don't torture me."

As soon as Chu Wuhen walked in, he heard such a sentence, pressed his eyebrows, and his voice was a little tired unconsciously, "Who wants to torture you?"

"master!"

"The master is back."

Xin Ying and Xin Xing spoke in unison.

Chu Wuhen nodded, walked in and sat down at the table, "This subordinate is teasing Xin Ying to drink medicine, but she refuses to drink without coaxing her." Xin Xing suddenly complained.

Xin Ying: "???"

People say no?
Chu Wuhen looked at Xin Ying, "Really?"

Xin Ying was silent for a moment, hesitant to speak, Chu Wuhen looked at her calmly, "Don't lie."

Xin Ying: "...The subordinates will not dare in the future."

Only then did Chu Wuhen look back, "Well, your injuries are taking good care of you, and you will heal quickly by taking your medicine on time."

"Thank you, master, for your concern." Xin Ying said with a moving face.

"Master, what did your majesty say? Nalu Suida often complained before your majesty, right?" Xin Ying asked.

Xin Xing also looked at Chu Wuhen curiously.

Chu Wuhen shook his head, put the sword in his hand on the table, without saying a word, pushed the sword in front of Xin Xing, picked up the teapot and poured water by himself.

When Xie Shuangge saw it, he suddenly remembered that Chu Wuhen had been busy all night and didn't drink a sip of water. He just talked, and he was probably already thirsty.

Others performed their duties and had time to catch their breath, but Chu Wuhen kept going from a gambling house to a jail and into a palace, and listened to his own nagging, but he never complained.

Xie Shuangge seemed to be stabbed by a needle suddenly.

"Chu Wuhen, thank you."

When Chu Wuhen heard this sentence suddenly, he stopped drinking water, the corners of his lips curled up, and his softened eyebrows and eyes were reflected in the bowl.

Xin Xing didn't notice the change in him, all his attention was attracted by the sword.

He widened his eyes, wanted to pick it up but then withdrew it, and asked in shock and fear: "This... this, this is Shang Fang's sword?"

"What? Let me see!" Xin Ying regained her spirits and struggled to move to the side of the bed.

Shangfang Baojian, an ordinary person will never see it once in a lifetime.

Of course, what people yearn for the most is the supreme power represented by this sword, beheading the faint king and beheading the courtiers!The one who has obtained this sword throughout the ages must be the most trusted confidant of the emperor!
"Master?" Xin Xing looked at Chu Wuhen inquiringly.

Chu Wuhen nodded: "Look, there are no outsiders here."

Xin Xing took a deep breath, carefully picked up the sword, grasped the hilt and pulled it out slowly.

Shangfang Zhanmajian is extremely sharp, the body of the sword is shining with icy color under the dim candlelight, and the cold air is threatening. One side is carved with a dragon flying through the clouds, and the other side is carved with a flying phoenix, majestic and lifelike.

Xin Xing and Xin Ying took a breath and watched intently.

"It's so beautiful!" Xie Shuangge couldn't help but take a second look.

After being addicted to his eyes, Xie Shuangge sighed and said, "Keep this sword safe, it will be of great use. Do you know who its previous owner was?"

At first Chu Wuhen didn't think about it, but when Xie Shuangge asked this question, he realized it all at once, and wrote carefully with his fingers to ask: Princess Rongding?
Xie Shuangge nodded, but remembering that Chu Wuhen couldn't see him, he said: "Yes, back then, my uncle was an unfavored concubine prince, and the heir at that time was jealous of the virtuous and capable, ruled out dissidents, and killed his opponents, he was not a tolerant person. My mother was favored by the imperial grandfather back then, because the envoys from several other countries won the first place in the hunting ground, and the imperial grandfather was happy, so he gave the sword to the mother and gave her the title Rongding."

Chu Wuhen didn't know this period of history, his mother was still a child at that time.

Chu Wuhen listened quietly, and Xie Shuangge's tone was filled with admiration and longing, "Later, the crown prince was deposed, and the dog jumped the wall to force the palace, so it was the mother who took this sword and entered the palace to help my uncle ascend the throne."

"Later, my mother got a new sword on the battlefield, and she returned this sword to my uncle." Xie Shuangge glanced at the sword with nostalgia, "I didn't expect that after going around for a long time, it finally fell into your hands."

Chu Wuhen was also taken aback, and suddenly felt that the word of fate was really mysterious and mysterious.

Xin Xing had seen enough, put his sword back into its sheath, and finally dared to take a deep breath.

"It seems that His Majesty still trusts the master, so the subordinates are also relieved."

Chu Wuhen nodded, put down the tea bowl, and heard footsteps behind him.

"This subordinate heard that the master is back, so he came to take a look."

Xin Wu and Xin Lu came side by side, Chu Wuhen saw that they remembered something, took out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Xin Wu.

Xin Wu was taken aback, "This is?"

Chu Wuhen said in a low voice: "The potion found in the fire scene that can make the tattoos on the necks of the assassins in southern borders visible, you go back and study and see if you can make it."

As soon as Xin Wu's eyes lit up, she liked to study these strange things. After pulling out the plug, Xin Wu used his hands to carefully distinguish the smell, and said after a while: "This subordinate will try his best."

Chu Wuhen nodded, and Xin Wu hurried away with his things. Xin Lu looked at Chu Wuhen's tired face, and couldn't help but ask, "Master, do you want to take a bath and go to bed?"

"Wait a minute, Xin Zhi hasn't come back yet." Chu Wuhen got up and took two steps to disperse his drowsiness.

Xin Lu looked at him distressedly, but he also knew that the matter was of great importance, Chu Wuhen had to stay in charge, and the words of advice came to his lips and turned around, "Your servant, ask the kitchen to make some soup, so that you can pad your master's stomach?"

Chu Wuhen was indeed a little hungry, "Okay."

This night, many people are destined to be unable to sleep.

……

In Jianxin Hall, the emperor was sitting on the ground, with a circle of wine jars at his feet.

He was holding an altar in his hand, dangling it, crying and laughing, and said: "Do you know, my imperial sister is the most powerful woman in this world! It's a pity that such an unworthy brother like me has been put on the table. "

A 40-year-old man, usually dignified and majestic, now looks so childish and funny.

Ning Xiang sat beside him and looked at him with a complicated expression, then walked to his side and asked softly, "Why did Your Majesty say that?"

　Shangfang Baojian, originally called Shangfang Zhanmajian, sounds more domineering this way

　　
　
(End of this chapter)