The evil concubine who confuses the world, the spirit master who defies the sky

Chapter 394 Story
Uncle Fu put on a smile from the heart as much as possible on his face, and asked softly, "Master, what's the matter?"

Dongfang Nianqing tugged at his sleeves and said, "How can I dress so casually when we meet friends? Uncle Fu, go and..."

Dongfang Nianqing's voice stopped abruptly, only then did he realize that he didn't seem to have clothes suitable for meeting friends.

Seeing his blank look, Uncle Fu felt his throat constricted, "Okay, Eldest Young Master, this old slave will go get it right away. What else does Eldest Young Master need?"

Dongfang Nianqing quickly came back to his senses, touched his face, looked at Uncle Fu and asked earnestly, "Is my face okay? I shouldn't scare him, right?"

Uncle Fu nodded quickly: "Very good, the young master is so handsome, how could he scare people?"

Dongfang Nianqing seemed to be moved by his attitude, smiled vaguely, and said, "Go."

Fu Bo said: "The old slave will be right back."

After leaving the room, Fu Bo quickly went back to the room, went to the inner room, and opened the big wardrobe in the corner.

A closet was full, full of long gowns and gowns worn by men. Uncle Fu picked two of them and felt that they were not suitable, so he chose another one.

After repeating this several times, he finally picked out a white gown with gold patterns.

Putting the other clothes away, Fu Bo quickly went back holding the long gown.

Every year on Dongfang Nianqing's birthday and New Year's Day, Uncle Fu would give him a new dress.

Originally, I planned to wait for Dongfang Nianqing to recover, and then dress him one by one, but I didn't expect it to come in handy now.

Dongfang Nianqing had difficulty raising his hands and legs. After putting on a piece of clothing, his honey-colored face was flushed abnormally, and his breathing was heavy, and he couldn't breathe for a long time.

"Forbe, medicine..."

Seeing this, Uncle Fu hurriedly brought over the medicine he had prepared. Seeing him enduring the pain and obediently drinking the medicine to the bottom, Uncle Fu's eyes were slightly wet.

Dongfang Nianqing hadn't taken the initiative to take medicine for a long time, and even knocked the medicine on the ground on purpose. Everyone knew that for him, life like this was worse than death.

Now, the young master seems to have hope, but there are only a few days left...

Uncle Fu didn't dare to think about it anymore, took the empty bowl, turned his back to Dongfang Nianqing and said in a low voice: "Young Master, your friend should be coming soon, this old servant will leave first."

Dongfang Nianqing seemed to be a little uneasy and straightened her clothes, then nodded, "Go out."

Uncle Fu went out, closed the door quietly, but did not leave, but stood outside the door.

Ji Yehuan went to the appointment on time, and when she saw Dongfang Nianqing sitting by the bed, for some reason, she felt a little sore in her heart.

Dongfang Nianqing was wearing new clothes, with her hair tied up, and was drinking porridge.

He held the bowl in his left hand and the spoon in his right. He scooped up a small spoonful and slowly put it into his mouth.

When Ji Yehuan opened the window and jumped into the room, Dongfang Nianqing looked over, then his hands shook, and the spoon fell on the quilt.

It was clear that there was no sound, but Ji Yehuan seemed to hear a 'click'.

Dongfang Nianqing didn't go to pick up the spoon, he put the bowl on the bedside counter with both hands, turned his head and stared at her: "You are here."

After saying hello, Dongfang Nianqing picked up the spoon and put it in the bowl.

When he withdrew his hand, Ji Yehuan saw a few red marks on his hand.

Knowing what she was looking at, Dongfang Nianqing took the initiative to put his hand on the quilt to let her see, and explained by the way: "This is a side effect of the medication for the past few days. I didn't have it before. Because the doctor increased the dose, it is difficult to dissipate." .”

Ji Yehuan said, "Why is it only on the left hand?"

Dongfang Nianqing also looked puzzled, and held his left hand in front of him to check it repeatedly: "I also find it strange, why is there such a mark only on the left hand?"

Ji Yehuan had no doubts about him, after all, Dongfang Nianqing's attitude was too calm.

"Okay, time is running out, let's continue yesterday's topic."

Dongfang Nianqing sat down immediately, took out the magnolia flower under the pillow, held it in both hands, and stared at Ji Yehuan without blinking, like an obedient baby.

Ji Yehuan almost couldn't help reaching out to touch his head.

She smiled and shook her head, telling the uncomplicated story.

"There once was a girl who liked lotus very much. She planted a pool of five-color lotus in a friend's house..."

Dongfang Nianqing asked: "Why do you want to plant it in a friend's house?"

Looking at his eyes full of curiosity, Ji Ye was silent, and then said: "Because my friend rescued the girl, the girl has no father or mother and nowhere to go, so she stayed at a friend's house. Do you have any questions?"

Dongfang Nianqing shook her head: "No more."

"The location of my friend's house is special. After the flowers bloom, they are unbeatable all year round. My friend has many affairs and has no spare time to accompany the girl. The girl regards the lotus in the pond as a partner and often talks to them."

Dongfang Nianqing opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask a question, but Ji Yehuan didn't give him a chance.

"Until the girl—it should be a woman, the girl grows up—one day finds that there is a snow-colored lotus flower in the pond that is different from other lotus flowers."

Dongfang Nianqing stared at Ji Yehuan nervously, as if asking 'what's the difference'?
Ji Yehuan thought it was a little funny, and his voice was also tinged with a smile: "That lotus flower is the same color as snow, and it is more beautiful than other lotus flowers. I will greet her in the wind, and stretch out the petals reluctantly when she leaves, as if It's keeping."

Dongfang Nianqing exclaimed silently.

"Maybe a woman has been lonely for too long, but she actually thinks that lotus flower is very cute, and she regards it as a friend in her private heart...not a friend who saves her, but a friend who can tell each other from the bottom of her heart."

The corners of Ji Yehuan's mouth were slightly raised, and there was a little tenderness in her eyes: "That was one of the few good times in her life."

A happy smile appeared on Dongfang Nianqing's face.

"It's just a pity that she found that lotus flower too late, and then she left for a year because of something. When she returned to her friend's house, the lotus flower had withered."

Dongfang Nianqing's fingers holding the lotus trembled slightly, and asked eagerly in a low voice: "Why? Didn't you say that the flowers bloom all year round?"

"Yeah, why?" Ji Yehuan said, "Why did she wither when she left?"

"Then what happened later?"

Dongfang Nianqing should have never heard the story, it was just a few simple words, but he seemed fascinated by it.

"Later, when my friend saw that she was unhappy, he carved this lotus flower with his own hands and gave it to her."

Dongfang Nianqing looked at the magnolia flower in his hand and suddenly felt a little hot.

"This...wouldn't be that girl...women sent you?"

Is it a token of love?
If so, how could he accept it?

Ji Yehuan seemed to have seen through Dongfang Nianqing's thoughts, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, it's not a token of love."

"Oh, that's good." Dongfang Nianqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

A young man as handsome as the one in front of him will definitely be admired by many people, as long as it is not a token of love.

Soon, he asked curiously, "What happened to that woman and her friend?"

Ji Ye's smile faded away, and her eyes darkened slightly: "Later, the woman had a disagreement with her friend, and the two parted ways. The woman left her friend's house and went to a distant place."

It was only four years since that tragic battle, but when Ji Yehuan brought it up again, the resentment that he wanted to tear Feng Wu away from before was gone.

If she sees Feng Wu again, maybe she can calmly listen to him making excuses for the siege.

Dongfang Nianqing didn't answer, he sat on the head of the bed, with a residual smile on his face, breathing lightly but steadily, apparently fell asleep.

The ten fingers on the quilt hold the small magnolia flower in the palm of the hand, ensuring that it will not fall out of the hand.

Ji Yehuan wanted to take out the magnolia flower, but after thinking about it, she finally gave up.

Looking across Dongfang Nianqing's left hand, he felt that the red marks on his hand were a bit strange. There were three marks on the middle and middle fingers, one on the thumb, and no other spots.

Just thinking of Dongfang Nianqing's explanation, Ji Yehuan didn't think much about it.

"Come in." Before Ji Yehuan left, he spoke to Uncle Fu outside the door.

Uncle Fu pushed the door open at the same time, but he didn't see who the young master's new friend was.

Uncle Fu gave up his plan to get to the bottom of it. No matter who the other party was, as long as he could make the young master happy, Uncle Fu would not stop him from coming.

This is also the reason why Uncle Fu promised to keep Dongfang Nianqing's secret.

……

Days passed, and under Ji Yehuan's devil-like training and Mu Xiujing's own super high requirements, on the ninth day, the day before Dongfang Nianqing was issued a death notice by the doctor, Mu Xiujing became a fourth-level teacher. Alchemist.

Slightly different from other fourth-level alchemists, Mu Xiujing already knew how to refine most fourth-level elixirs, and even some difficult fourth-level elixirs could be refined successfully.

Ji Yehuan congratulated Mu Xiujing, and at the same time gave him a gift - a fifth-level elixir.

Mu Xiujing also sent back a token - a personal jade pendant engraved with the word 'Mu'.

When the Mu family saw this jade pendant, it was like seeing Mu Xiujing himself. Ji Yehuan was able to use the jade pendant to send them off, which could be regarded as early fulfillment of Mu Xiujing's promise at that time.

It's just that this fourth-level alchemist mostly relied on Mu Xiujing himself, so Ji Yehuan rarely felt a little ashamed.

In the past few days, more and more forces came to Dongfang Mansion to investigate openly and secretly, and the guards outside Dongfang Nianqing's room became more and more strict. Even if no useful information was found, other forces still speculated that Dongfang Nianqing Qing couldn't bear it any longer.

All the powers discussed one after another to take the opportunity to cause some trouble for the Dongfang family, and it would be best to deal a fatal blow to the Dongfang Yu when Dongfang Yu was in the deepest pain.

Dongfang Yu has aged a few years in just a few days, with gray temples, he looks like an ordinary old man in his [-]s.

He sat in the courtyard, drinking wine one glass after another, finally threw the wine glass, picked up the wine pot and filled it halfway, then lay on the stone platform and murmured: "Qing'er, you left me a long time ago, and now even our The children are going to abandon me. Why are you so cruel, leaving me alone to bear the warmth and coldness of the world?"

Uncle Fu stood behind Dongfang Yu, saw that he was drunk, put a cloak on him, and said: "Master, it's windy outside, let's go back."

Dongfang Yu took another sip of wine and said, "Ah Qing is still sleeping?"

Uncle Fu thought of Dongfang Nianqing's advice, he hesitated to speak.

Dongfang Nianqing's health was getting worse and worse, he would often fall asleep unconsciously, and in the rare moments when he was awake, he was fiddling with something mysteriously.

After being smashed by Uncle Fu several times, Dongfang Nianqing told him quietly that this was a gift intended for a friend, and warned him not to say anything about it.

When playing with the gift, the expression on Dongfang Nianqing's face was unconcealable joy.

The current Dongfang Nianqing would obediently drink medicine and eat all kinds of weird things that he was asked to eat, but he couldn't resist falling asleep for longer and longer.

But no matter how soundly he sleeps, when the new friend arrives, the eldest and young master will wake up early, ask Forbe to change his clothes and tie his hair, apply medicine to the extra wound on his hand, and make it into a Red marks after taking medicine.

Every time, Uncle Fu would stay outside the room and listen to the conversation between the two. Most of the time it was the friend who said, and the eldest and young master listened and occasionally asked questions.Because what my friend said were all interesting stories from the outside world, Dongfang Nianqing listened very carefully every time.

Forbe could even occasionally hear the young master's heartfelt laughter.

Every time at that time, Uncle Fu couldn't stop his nose from getting sore, and he burst into tears.

Last night, the young master was unusually energetic, and he stayed up all night, fiddling with his presents.

Uncle Fu persuaded Dongfang Nianqing to take a break and take over to help make the gift himself, but Dongfang Nianqing said that only by doing it with his own hands can he be sincere.

Forber should have stopped him, since the first time he found out, he should have stopped him.But seeing Dongfang Nianqing's increasing smiles, Uncle Fu couldn't say anything.

"Master, the Eldest Young Master is resting, you should take a rest too, when the Eldest Young Master wakes up, the old slave will call you again."

The young master's friend is coming soon, and the young master is about to wake up.

What the young master wants to see now is not the master.

Dongfang Yu supported the stone platform and stood up, pulled the cloak on his body and said, "I'll go see Ah Qing."

"Master, you, are you going to see the young master now?" Uncle Fu hesitated, "The young master is still resting."

"I haven't seen him well in the past few days. If I'm free today, I'll spend more time with him." Dongfang Yu strode towards Dongfang Nianqing's room.

Uncle Fu didn't dare to say any more, for fear of arousing Dongfang Yu's suspicion, he could only follow behind him.

The closer he was to Dongfang Nianqing's room, the more anxious Uncle Fu became, for fear that Dongfang Nianqing would wake up, and Dongfang Yu would even bump into the scene of that unknown friend breaking in.

Fortunately, Dongfang Nianqing was still awake.

Uncle Fu wiped his sweat secretly, and said to Dongfang Yu: "Master, do you want to take a bath? The old slave is here to guard."

Dongfang Yu smelled the strong smell of alcohol, frowned, and said, "I'm going to take a shower and change clothes."

Forbe relaxed a little and paced the room silently in order to relieve his tension.

Soon, the door was opened again. Uncle Fu quickly turned his head away, and when he saw the person coming, he called out stiffly: "Master."

This is too fast!

Dongfang Yu was refreshed, walked to the bedside and sat down in two or three steps: "I'll wait here for him to wake up, if you have something to do, go out first."

Uncle Fu put his sleeves together, rubbed his hands secretly and said: "Old slave, it's all right."

Dongfang Yu didn't speak, and the atmosphere became quiet for a while.

Suddenly, Dongfang Yu turned his head and shot sharp eyes at Uncle Fu: "Why is there a smell of blood?"

Uncle Fu raised his heart, his thoughts turned rapidly, but he couldn't think of a reasonable reason, and his forehead was sweating hotly: "Master, this..."

"what!"

Suddenly someone shouted outside, Dongfang Yu frowned and looked over.

The maid Qing Ning was holding a thorny flower, blood dripped from her finger, and the smell of blood in the room became stronger.

Sensing Dongfang Yu's gaze, Qing Ning was taken aback, and quickly explained: "Old, master... the young master likes this kind of flower, so the servant girl decided to pick more..."

Dongfang Yu turned back: "Ah Fu, what did you want to say just now?"

"It's nothing."

Uncle Fu wiped off his sweat again, and before he breathed a sigh of relief, he turned his head and noticed that Dongfang Nianqing's eyelashes moved slightly, and the tone was raised in his throat again.

The young master is about to wake up!His friends are coming!

But the master is still here!Never let the master know the existence of that person!

How to do how to do?
At this time, a loud noise suddenly came from the northeast corner, and the two looked up at the same time. Uncle Fu said in an almost brisk tone, "Master, it's the direction of the secret room!"

Dongfang Yu suddenly stood up, and said: "Young master, tell me immediately when you wake up! Watch carefully here, absolutely nothing will be lost!"

Faber nodded repeatedly.

As soon as Dongfang Yu left, Dongfang Nianqing woke up.

Fu Bo let go of the breath that he had been holding all the time, but felt that it was stuck in his chest, like stuffed cotton, making it hard to breathe.

After helping Dongfang Nianqing tidy up, Uncle Fu said: "Young master, this old servant will leave first."

Dongfang Nianqing gently pulled his sleeve: "Uncle Fu, can you ask the guards to come on patrol later, I want to talk to him for a while."

Forbe's waist instantly bent down.

Eldest young master, have you noticed it already?

Uncle Fu said with difficulty: "I try my best."

"Go."

Dongfang Nianqing took out the magnolia flower from under the pillow, and then thought of the story Ji Yehuan told.

Is their encounter and acquaintance somewhat similar to the girl and the lotus flower?
He is like that lotus flower, which will wither soon after gaining a friend.

I just don't know, will his friends be a little sad because of his withering?
(End of this chapter)