Rebirth Pavilion Lord is Ill

When the first ray of light fell in the early morning, Cuiyu Peak had already started to move. Some disciples outside the courtyard took broomsticks and began to clean up the firecrackers left on the floor last night.

The sunlight that hadn't appeared for a long time fell in the snow, making the sky outside brighter. On the towering peak, the blue sky is clear as joy, like a piece of glass, beautiful and pure.

Early in the morning, Su Ruojun asked Perilla to see Wenmoxian, and by the way prepared her to wash. Due to illness, Wenmoxian ate very little last night, and Shisu was worried that she did not sleep well last night, so she was busy carrying things into Xiyuan.

Zisu stood at the door and listened, but there was no movement, thinking that he hadn't awakened after hearing the ink string. Pushing the door, it didn't hit the hook. For fear of waking up and smelling the ink string, Perilla didn't knock on the door, so he walked in gently.

Putting things on the shelf, raising his hand to tidy up the somewhat unfamiliar cloak on the side, Shisu raised his eyes and looked at the side of the bed curtain, suddenly stunned.

The curtain was put down, but it was a little messy, which was very different from the neatly placed strings of ink in the past.

The corner was also drooped down, and in front of the bed, messy clothes fell on the floor. Perilla brows fiercely, looking at the other pair of moccasins next to the white boots, his face flushed immediately. I'm dying, Miss Liu Xi is back! No wonder this cloak is a bit strange.

Although Perilla has no personnel, but in front of all this, the fool also understands what happened. Shiso was so embarrassed that she turned to leave, but ran into the shelf in a panic.

When she quickly stabilized the shelf, the rustling voice in the curtain of the bed had already sounded, and a slightly hoarse voice came in a low voice: "Is it Perilla?"

The voice was low and soft but with a sultry scent, and I heard the perilla all over, shaking and whispering: "Master."

Wen Moxian pressed his voice: "Go get the new clothes made for Xi'er a year ago, let the kitchen prepare some breakfast, be more refined, and make some soup."

Shisu responded with a blushing face, Wen Moxian replied and said in a low voice: "Remember to move lightly."

When he went out, Zisu's face was red and smoked, and he stomped his feet, complaining about Su Ruojun in his heart.

Wen Moxian stood up and looked at the person who was sleeping soundly beside her, with a smile on the corners of her mouth, bowed her head and kissed her on the cheek, and got up cautiously.

I don't know how long it took, Gu Liuxi's consciousness gradually returned to the cage. He opened some misty eyes and looked at the drapery above his head. There was a moment of blankness in his thoughts. After a while, her eyes shook, and her face flushed quickly and thoroughly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Her body was aching, especially her waist. Something was not hers anymore. The strange feeling under her body clearly reminded her of everything that happened last night. I couldn't help covering my face with my hand, but there was a rustling sound in my ear, and it seemed that someone had let it go. Immediately there was a soft voice with a pleasant voice: "Awake, are you hungry?"

Gu Liuxi stood up and wanted to shake his head, but found that it was cold and whistling. She lowered her head and realized that she was naked. She suddenly shrank into the quilt and raised her head and stammered: "My clothes...what?"

Wen Moxian chuckles, and she stares at her red face with eyebrows and eyes: "Xie'er blames me for not dressing you?"

Gu Liuxi yelled without speaking, and Wen Moxian leaned over and said seriously: "Last night... the clothes were crumpled and you can't wear them anymore. I saw you sleeping soundly in the morning, so I didn't disturb you."

"You...you don't need to say, give me... clothes." Gu Liuxi couldn't listen anymore, and hurriedly said.

With a low smile, Wen Moxian took the new clothes sent by Perilla and handed it to Gu Liuxi, and then sat on the side, staring at Gu Liuxi, who was curled up in the bed.

Gu Liuxi pursed her mouth and kept looking at the ink strings with her eyes. Wen Moxian pretends to be ignorant: "Xie'er, but I have no energy, want me to dress for you?"

Gu Liuxi was helpless, and really didn't want to care about this black-hearted person. Unexpectedly, Wen Moxian sat over, took the single garment in her hand, and said warmly: "Hey, you and I have seen each other frankly, why are you ashamed?"

Putting Gu Liuxi in her arms and dressing for her, Gu Liuxi knew what she was talking about in her heart, but she couldn't ignore the shyness in her heart. Putting his head on Wen Moxian's shoulders, pasted her face, and whispered: "Fortunately, you don't get fever anymore. You wake up so early, is your body still uncomfortable?"

Wen Moxian smiled and shook his head: "It is estimated that I was sweating last night. I feel much more comfortable this morning, and it is not uncomfortable."

Gu Liuxi: "..."

He smelled the ink string at the moment, as if there was a burst of light on his body, although the smile was not obvious, anyone could feel her joy. Looking at the person lying on the bed like an ostrich, Wen Moxian dressed her, and dug the person out of the bed.

Gu Liuxi blushed and said, "I will wear the rest."

"Yeah." Wen Moxian didn't tease her anymore. Seeing her getting up was not as neat as in the past, but it was not a big problem, he felt peaceful. Her gaze fell under the turned-up quilt, and on the dark red, her eyes flashed, and she stared in a daze.

Gu Liuxi got dressed and saw that she seemed to be in a daze. She followed her gaze and raised a palm wind to directly cover the trace. She thought that the person in front of her was going to make fun of her again, but she unexpectedly carried her into her arms. .

Wen Moxian's voice is a little low: "Xie'er, thank you." Thank you for being willing to hand over yourself to me when everything is unknown.

Gu Liuxi's heart trembled. She naturally understood what the fool was thanking, and raised her hand to hug her, with gentle eyebrows: "Stupid, meeting you is the greatest blessing in my life, but being with you is mine for two lifetimes. lucky."

Wen Moxian hooked her mouth, gently pressed her to sit in front of the bronze mirror, combed her hair, and carefully arranged her black hair, Wen Moxian said: "I came back so late last night. , But something happened? The person sent by Su Wang didn't receive you either."

Gu Liuxi stared at the person in the bronze mirror, and did not lie to her: "It has snowed these days, and the road is very difficult to walk. It was originally a lot slower. Moreover, when I met people from Mingyoujiao along the way, it took a little bit to deal with them. time."

Wen Moxian paused while holding the comb's hand: "Have you ever hurt it?"

Gu Liuxi was afraid of her in a hurry, so she said hurriedly, "No, you can see that there is no injury on my body!"

Then she bit her lip. She was so stupid. Both of them were like that last night. She didn't know if she was hurt.

Wen Moxian did not speak, shook her wrist, took some inner breath, and walked around her body for a whole circle without noticing anything unusual, and then let go.

"Don't be like this in the future. Although I want you to come back and accompany me for the New Year, I want you to be well. As long as you are fine, I will be happy."

Gu Liuxi said in a low voice, "But I want to accompany you. I don't want to celebrate the New Year alone."

He sniffed the ink string but didn't laugh, he squinted with his bare hands, pulled a bun on Gu Liuxi's head, and inserted a white jade hairpin in her hair.

Gu Liuxi raised her hand and touched it: "Is this... a hairpin?"

Wen Moxian leaned down: "It was originally a New Year's gift for you, but I didn't care about it last night, do you like it?"

Without waiting for Gu Liuxi to speak, she handed her a red paper packet: "Although it was the best last night, it won't hurt to make up today. I hope you will be happy and worry-free, and the year will be auspicious." Her voice turned softly, as if carrying it. Endless prayers, so that this sentence can really be fulfilled.

Gu Liuxi's nose was sore, she squeezed the red paper bag in her hand, and finally laughed. At that time, Su Liuzheng promised that she would be given New Year's money during the New Year, and she would be a few taels of silver when she was a few years old.

"You gave too much."

"Not much, the missing ten years, add up to just right."

Gu Liuxi lowered her head and did not speak for a while, until Wen Moxian whispered: "Today's first day, you can't hide in the house like this. It's getting late. It's time to be hungry. Let's wash and eat first."

After the two had cleaned up, the breakfast served with perilla was used, and it was already three quarters of the hour. After the tossing of last night, the mattress naturally had to be changed. Gu Liuxi didn't dare to let Shiso and the others clean up. Ignoring the culprit next to him, he pulled the mattress and received it temporarily.

Wen Moxian pursed his mouth and smiled, and was rewarded by the blushing Gu Liuxi several times with his eyes rolled.

At this moment, a soft, childlike voice came from outside the house: "Sister Wen."

Wearing a brand new red brocade, Tang Mo ran all the way in. When he saw Gu Liuxi, he was taken aback, and then rushed over and hugged Gu Liuxi in surprise.

"Sister, you are back, you are back!"

Gu Liuxi knelt down and scratched her little nose, and hugged her up: "Yes, Momo is behaving these days, do you miss me?"

Tang Mo nodded vigorously: "Well, I really want to." Then he looked at Wen Moxian, and said in a low voice: "Sister Wen misses her sister very much, and she has been waiting for her sister Shen Yuan before."

Wen Moxian naturally heard Tang Mo's words, pursed her mouth, did not look at Gu Liuxi's eyes, and whispered: "Sister is a little tired, come over and hold me."

Gu Liuxi's ears suddenly turned red, and she was moved, but she still glanced at her angrily. Tang Mo was hugged by Wen Moxian and patted her hand: "Sister Wen is sick. Just now, Sister Su told me that I can't come to bother you too early, and I don't need to hug it."

Wen Moxian raised his brows slightly, looking at Su Ruojun who was leaning against the courtyard, and said slowly: "It's okay, I'm already fine."

Su Ruojun's eyes swayed on her and Gu Liuxi, thinking that Shisu blushed and blamed her in the morning, and couldn't help but laughed: "Well, my complexion is much better. It seems that Liuxi works better than my medicine. As the saying goes, I sweat and get cold. Eliminate, really good."

Gu Liuxi couldn't stand being ridiculed by the smell of ink, let alone Su Ruojun. Although he tried hard to hold on and didn't make his face blush, his ears were bloody. Is this so obvious?

Seeing Gu Liuxi with a soft and flattering eyebrow, Su Ruojun admired it in his heart. It was indeed a very attractive sign. Looking at the two people who were uncomfortable, she didn't say anything. She stepped forward to let Wen Moxian sit down, probed her, and said to the concerned Gu Liuxi: "It's all right, no need to take medicine. But you need to pay attention to rest. Liu Xi, you can look at her, when you are not there, she hasn't been free for a moment."

"Well, I know."

Wen Moxian glanced at her sideways, but Su Ruojun was unmoved, instead he looked straightforward: "Amo, the situation in Xinxi Pavilion is severe now, and the things you need to deal with are not easy, and the Gu in your body, I I'm always worried. The master has already replied, and he is also going to the Miaojiang area now, but the area is too large, and he is afraid that he will be stretched alone. I need to help him."

Wen Moxian's eyes darkened: "I have replied, why are you not willing to come back. But after the New Year, you have to leave?"

Su Ruojun sighed: "Amo, you... Master, you know that you have a promise and never break your promise. He made an oath to keep you safe and sound, and he won't break it. He knows you will think too much, so let I will give you this letter."

Wen Moxian took the letter and unfolded it gently. Some scribbled writing in his memory jumped onto the paper, and the letterhead smelled like medicine, just like his temperament, arbitrarily.

Hu'er, I heard that you have found an old friend, and the chronic illness has disappeared temporarily. My uncle is very happy...Since I traveled to the present, I have been indulgent. Although I no longer have a confidant as a companion, I have the son of the old friend. Wandering for three years, the past depression and regret gradually resolved. Seeing the famous rivers, enjoying the feelings of different places, there is no sorrow, but the only thing that can be done is to look at your body. If my uncle finds a good remedy, becomes a confidant, and loves him, it is a great comfort in life. Wangzheer cherishes, avoids sinister, don't worry, wait for me to return.

After reading the letter, Wen Moxian was silent for a long time. Most of the letters contained words of relief, as well as a lot of what he had learned from his travels, but his heart of love was beyond words. Her life was rough and difficult, and she survived a few times, but met three people she cherished all her life. Because of the fate arranged by God, coming together, made up for everything she had lost, so that her life would not be desperate and desolate.

Gu Liuxi sat next to her and looked at her quietly, with some worry in her eyes. Sitting in Wen Mo Xian's arms, Tang Mo also noticed the change in atmosphere. He sat there quite cleverly, watching several adults silently.

After hearing the ink string for a long time, he opened his mouth: "I don't know how many times you told me to leave. Every time you stop, every time you compromise."

Su Ruojun's eyes were a little distressed: "Amo!" She paused and said seriously: "You can only see me worrying about you, but don't you understand why I want to? We grew up together, although I am more than You are old, but you have been protecting me since I was a child, and you are the one who indulged me. When I first studied medicine, you found many things that I ruined. I don’t know how many of the silver needles I have practiced are stuck in. From you."

They didn’t have such achievements in the first place. Although Gong Ming loved them, it was really not for raising children. In addition, he never revealed the name of his genius doctor. In the first few years, they did not have a good life. Bullying is also common. Su Ruojun didn’t know how to work. He had a strange temper before and caused a lot of troubles. It was Wen Moxian who cleaned up the mess for her. For Su Ruojun, who was born as an orphan, the position of Wen Moxian in her heart was even higher than that of Su Ruojun. Enter the palace inscription.

Her eyes were red, and she whispered in a low voice: "You should know that if something happens to you, Yu Liuxi and me will not be able to accept it."

Wen Moxian didn't speak, and she lowered her head to wonder what she was thinking. After a long time, she raised her head and smiled helplessly at Su Ruojun: "I only hope, this is the last time."

Su Ruojun breathed a sigh of relief and said seriously: "Well, you will be fine."

As if thinking of something, Su Ruojun frowned: "Now that there is a condemnation against Xinxi Pavilion in the arena, you can think about how to respond."

"Wait."

"Wait?"

"Yes, waiting for the group of people we rescued to regain control of their sect. Waiting, Mingjian Villa and Mingyoujiao can't sit still, so it's all right." Wen Moxian's mouth was slightly raised, and he reached out and clicked on the table. A little bit.

"Famous Sword Villa, Ming Youjiao, Wenyuan Pavilion headed several big sects, and Jun Jue sect headed four big sects. Any action is a big turmoil in the martial arts, but each has its own thoughts, and it is Wenyuan Pavilion. They are already on our side. The current passivity is just for future initiative."

Su Ruojun nodded after hearing it, and then Wen Moxian looked at Gu Liuxi, who lowered his head in thought, and said softly: "Xie'er, what did Senior Ou say to you when I went back this time?"

There was a trace of worry in Wen Moxian's eyes. If the letter Bai Ling had given her before was true, this matter would have become more complicated.