Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 341 He Remembered That Winter Moon That Year

"... Ah Ci." The young man was in a daze, and his blurred voice was hoarse. He unconsciously tightened his arms, trying to hold her closer to him, and even closer.

"Aci." Mo Junli murmured in a daze, the rain drenched her clothes and soaked his front, and the girl in her arms seemed light and weightless.

He looked at her pale little face that had lost all color, he watched her eyes closed tightly, and his throat was blocked for no reason.

He suddenly thought of Dongyue that year, when he collected her dilapidated corpse on the mass grave that was flooded by wind and snow in Qianping.

Is she going to run away again?

In this world...is he going to be left alone again?

She clearly agreed that she would not let him collect her body again.

It's clearly said——

The boy's brain was empty, and the extreme fear instantly engulfed him into the sea. No matter in his previous life or in this life, he had never been so desperate and confused like this moment. The panic almost drowned him.

His chest was so numb that he couldn't breathe, and an uncontrollably greasy sweetness rose from his throat.

He didn't know how he got back to the mansion, he only knew that when he came back to his senses, the gate of the mansion with copper nails was already standing in front of him.

Mo Junli got off the horse with the man in his arms, and rushed into the courtyard with big strides.

"Master, you are back." Yan Chuan, who stayed in the Yamen to check the accounts, came to greet him, and caught a glimpse of the half-grown girl in his arms, his expression froze for a moment, "This... Third Miss? Third Miss, she What's wrong?"

"Go and find Wan Bai." The young man's eyes were empty, but he spoke concisely, "Then go and investigate!"

"Your subordinate obeys." Yan Chuan cupped his hands, and after speaking, he turned and went to look for Wan Bai. Miss Mu San didn't look very good, and finding a reliable doctor as soon as possible is the most important thing now.

As for where to check and what to check, it is obviously difficult for his master to ask too much in his current state. However, even without his detailed instructions, he can roughly guess this kind of thing.

The third lady is travel-laden and dressed in light men's clothing, and she probably came here on horseback from the capital, so he just needs to set out to investigate what happened on the forest road outside Huai City after finding Wan Bai.

Yan Chuan's pupils dimmed slightly. In the past few days, the people of the Fifth Highness in Huai City have been very uneasy. In order to prevent accidents, Guanfeng Pavilion has also sent more people here recently. If he is right, this matter It is probably inseparable from His Highness the Fifth Highness.

The young man's movements have always been neat, and within two moments he found Wan Bai.

When the latter rushed to the backyard of the government office, the boy was standing in the room in a daze with someone in his arms.

The clothes on his body were mostly wet, and water dripped from the corners of his clothes continuously, forming a shallow patch under his feet, as if it hadn't moved for a moment.

His eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, his eye sockets were terribly red, his complexion was a little whiter than the newly made rice paper, Wan Bai glanced over, and almost couldn't tell which one was the patient.

Since she entered the Guanfeng Pavilion, it was the first time she saw her master lose his composure like this.

Wan Bai sighed softly, and after a salute, he carefully stretched out his hand, trying to take the girl in his arms: "Master, please put the lady down first, so that this subordinate can change her clothes and feel her pulse." .”

Mo Junli turned a deaf ear to her words, he still stubbornly hugged Mu Xici tightly, and even when Wan Bai wanted to reach out to meet her, he instinctively took half a step back, avoiding her hand.

"Master." Wan Bai was helpless, but she had no choice but to lower her voice to comfort her, "If you hold her like this, my subordinates won't be able to feel the pulse of the young lady - I have to let my subordinates see her injuries."

"Furthermore, it's raining so hard outside, the young lady's clothes are soaked through, not to mention uncomfortable sticking to her body, and it's also easy to get cold."

"Wind, cold." The young man squeezed out two words in a hoarse voice, and his vacant eyes barely recovered a little sporadic expression. Seeing this, Wan Bai hurriedly chased after the victory, and continued to comfort: "Yes, wearing wet clothes all the time is easy to get wind and cold."

"So, can you put her down? This subordinate will help the lady change into clean clothes first... The girl's house can't always be exposed to the wind."

"...Okay." Mo Junli nodded dumbly, and let go stiffly, Wan Bai hurriedly picked him up, turned his head and sent him to the couch in the inner room, and put down the soft curtain on the carved flying cover.

The boy watched her movements, Mu Leng Leng looked down at his fingertips.

All kinds of things about collecting Mu Xici's body for coffin in the previous life kept appearing in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern.

He thought of the countless hideous arrowheads that were worn to pieces, her bloody and frozen back, and the dark brown lumps on her plain clothes that had dried up and were blown apart by the snow...

He thought of the scars all over her body, the icicles in her hair mixed with flesh and blood...

He remembered that he had buried her with his own hands.

His nose was sore, two lines of teardrops suddenly broke free from his eyes, and the hot water droplets hit the palm of his hand, forming a small pool.

Only now did he realize that that scene had already become a demon in his heart.

Mo Junli closed his eyes, and when his five fingers were closed, the water dripped into his clothes along his fingers, and the neatly manicured nails still left a few deep marks on his hands.

"Master." Wan Bai brushed aside the curtain and quickly walked out of the room, with an imperceptible sense of relief on his face, "This subordinate has checked Miss's pulse."

The boy rolled his eyes when he heard the sound.

"It's nothing serious, miss, she just fainted from exhaustion, she'll recover after enough rest." Wan Bai smiled, walked to the table, touched a pen and paper, and quickly wrote down two prescriptions.

"Miss is tired right now, please leave her alone and let her sleep well."

"Then the subordinates will prescribe two prescriptions. They will deliver the medicine when they have all the medicine. When the young lady wakes up, you will send someone to make medicine for her. This way, it will be easy to raise her. "

"Okay." Mo Junli nodded. Hearing that the little girl's body is fine, he finally let go of the stone hanging in his heart. "How long will she sleep for?"

"Miss is very tired this time. According to the situation, she should be able to sleep for a day or two, not more than three days." Wan Bai pondered, "The exact length is not clear to the subordinates."

"Okay, thank you." The young man nodded slightly. He was about to enter the inner room to take a look, when he heard the wooden door creak, Yan Chuan hurried into the room covered in moisture.

"Master, I found it." The young man cupped his hands, his brows were frosty, "It was His Highness the Fifth Highness who did it. He sent a dozen people to surround the third lady on the road, trying to capture her alive."

"Miss had a fight with them. Out of eight assassins, two were killed, and the remaining six plus one Su Hong fought among themselves for some unknown reason."

"When the subordinate arrived, only Su Hong was still half-breathed. This person was tied up by the subordinate and placed in the front hall. May the master go and have a look?"

"Suhong?" Mo Junli frowned slightly, then sneered, flipping his hands and flicking his sleeves, "You don't need to look at it. Yanchuan, you take Suhong up, and come with me."

"Yes." Yan Chuan responded, and then closed his eyes, "However, master, you are taking Su Hong...where are you going?"

After the young man listened, he didn't say a word, he just took off the plain long sword hanging on the wall, the blade was out of the sheath three inches, and the cold light immediately shook the room.

His long eyelashes were half drooping, and his brows staring at Xueren were extremely cold:

"kill."

　Alright, the next step is to coax the only time in this book to kill

　　really only once

　　He has always been a very restrained and calm person.

　　There are actually not many hands-on times
　　but this thing

　　Clay figurines still have three points of temper

　　let alone cowardly

　　He was just cowardly in front of Ah Ci

　　I'm still a brutal quack

　　In addition, in fact, many details can be added to the play in the last chapter

　　But the readers of QAQ Female Channel don’t seem to like watching fight dramas very much.

　　oops……

　　
　
(End of this chapter)