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Chapter 193 Premature Onset (Second Update)
Shen Chuhan pulled back his long eyelashes, turned his head and smiled at her, "I'm fine, but the moonlight is so beautiful, I was distracted for a while." Although he said this with a smile, Song Qinghuan clearly saw that the smile was cold, Can't reach the bottom of the eye.

She frowned suspiciously.

This is the second time Shen Chuhan has lost his mind today, it really doesn't look like his usual style, could it be... Is there something he is hiding from himself?

After thinking about it, he tentatively raised his eyes to look at him, "Ashu, do you have something on your mind?"

Shen Chuhan raised his brows and smiled lightly, "No. It's just that I accidentally thought about the past and lost my mind."

"Oh." Song Qinghuan replied, staring at him suspiciously for a moment, seeing that he didn't want to say more, she had to give up.

However, she clearly felt that something was wrong with Shen Chuhan.

Why is it?

While thinking, Shen Chuhan said, "Ah Wan, it's windy outside, let's go into the room."

"Okay." Song Qinghuan looked at the light smile wrapped in his black pupils, and finally didn't ask what he wanted to ask, but only nodded in response.Looking at Shen Chuhan's current appearance, even if she asked again, she would not get any results, so she had to suppress the suspicion in her heart first, observe and observe.

The two got up and entered the inn, went upstairs and entered the room together.

Not long after entering the room, Shen Chuhan asked Song Qinghuan to rest for a while, and went to Mu Bai for something.Song Qinghuan saw that his expression was as usual, so she didn't think much about it. After watching him go out, she called Liuyue in, asked her to serve herself a pot of tea, and helped her find a few books from the luggage to read.

Liu Yue quickly came in with tea and books, seeing Song Qinghuan alone in the room, she couldn't help being a little surprised, "Your Highness, where is Prime Minister Shen?"

"He said he was looking for Mu Bai for something, so he went out." Song Qinghuan took the book and flipped through it casually.

Liu Yue said "Oh", "No wonder I just saw Xuan Ying hurried into Mu Bai's room." She paused slightly, put down the teacup and looked at Song Qinghuan, hesitated for a moment, bit her lower lip and said, "Your Highness , is something wrong?"

Song Qinghuan raised her head from the book in surprise when she heard the words, "Why do you say that?!"

"It's nothing, it's just that the servant girl saw Xuanying's serious face just now, and thought something happened." Liuyue smiled, poured a cup of tea for Song Qinghuan and handed it over, "But Xuanying, who always has a sullen face, should be The servant is thinking too much."

"Hmm." Song Qinghuan responded, took a sip of tea from the cup, raised her eyebrows noncommittally, and her eyes fell on the book in her hand again.

Seeing this, Liuyue brightened the lamp wick for her, stopped making any noise, closed the door for her lightly, and exited the room.

The room became quiet, and Song Qinghuan was immersed in the book, not noticing how much time had passed.

When she regained her senses and looked out of the window, she realized that the night outside the window was already pitch black, and the wick in the lamp was almost burned out, as if it was very late.

But—Shen Chuhan hasn't come back yet.

She frowned.

What is it that takes so long to talk about?
He reached out and poured himself a cup of tea, the tea was only slightly warm in the mouth.She took a sip and put down the tea cup, thinking for a moment, her eyes were slightly cold.

After a while, she stood up, opened the door and walked out.

Walking through the rooms on both sides one by one, she looked up, and if she remembered correctly, Mu Bai's room should be the second from the left from the front.

The footsteps stopped in front of the house.

She didn't rush to knock on the door, but stood outside the door for a moment, intentionally or unconsciously, listening to the movement in the room.

Unexpectedly, the room seemed to be very quiet, no sound was heard, not even the light of the candle came through.

This made her even more suspicious, the halo in her eyes turned slightly, she pursed her lips, and still raised her hand.

"Dong dong dong" a crisp knock on the door sounded in the aisle.

"Who?" Mu Bai's vigilant and deep voice came from the room.

Hearing the tension in his voice, Song Qinghuan frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Mubai, it's me."

"Young madam?" Mu Bai's voice was slightly startled, "Are you... all right?"

"Is your son here with you?"

The room was quiet for a while, and soon, Mu Bai's voice sounded again, "Master, I just went out with Xuan Ying, and my subordinate is not feeling well today, so I went to bed early. Forgive me, my subordinate is not well-groomed now, so I can't open the door." Meet the young lady at the door."

Mu Bai's words were well-spoken and calm, and it didn't sound like there was any flaw, but for some reason, Song Qinghuan felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Hearing that she didn't answer, Mu Bai in the room paused for a moment, then asked again, "Young Madam, do you have anything to do with your subordinates?"

Song Qinghuan's eyes narrowed, "If that's the case, then it's fine, I'll go back to my room and wait, you have a good rest." Saying that, she turned and left in front of Mu Bai's room.

Mu Bai in the room heard her footsteps fading away, he breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression quickly became tense again, staring at Shen Chuhan who was meditating on the bed without blinking.

Yes, he lied just now, the young master is indeed in his room.However, the young master has specifically ordered that he must not be seen by the young lady in his current appearance.

Mu Bai frowned, looking nervously at Shen Chuhan who was on the couch.

His face was pale, with a layer of crystal sweat oozing from his forehead, his eyes were closed and his teeth were clenched, looking very uncomfortable.

Mu Bai turned his head to look at the full moon hanging in the sky, and clenched the hand hanging by his side involuntarily.

The young master's disease used to only occur twice a year on March [-]th and October [-]th.The last time it happened on March [-]th, they were on their way to Chen Country, and the young master's condition was showing signs of aggravation. Originally, they sent internal energy into the young master's body, and they could relieve the young master's pain, but since the last time Afterwards, the internal force they injected into Young Master's body was like a trickle flowing into the ocean, disappearing invisibly in an instant.

But this time, not only was it useless for them to lose their internal energy, but even the time of the attack was brought forward by two days!He never said how the son got this disease, but it didn't seem to be a sign of poisoning.It can be seen from the young master's expression that he is clearly suffering from death.

Too bad they can't do anything!How does this make him not anxious?
When he returned to Shengjing, he must persuade Young Master well, and let Young Master Ji come to see what he said.But for some reason, Young Master Ji has a very good relationship with Young Master Ji, but he has never mentioned this matter to Young Master Ji, and he and Xuan Ying are expressly forbidden to tell Young Master Ji.

He was puzzled, and when he was a little distracted, he heard a slight sound from Shen Chuhan. He fixed his eyes, looked up, and saw that Shen Chuhan suddenly opened his eyes, leaned forward, and a mouthful of blood gushed out , instantly dyed the plain quilt in front of him red.

"My lord!" Mu Bai and Xuan Ying were taken aback, and both stepped forward to support Shen Chuhan.

Shen Chuhan gasped weakly, waved his hands towards Mubai and Xuanying, before he could speak, the door was knocked open from the outside with a "bang", and it was Song Qinghuan with a nervous and anxious expression who broke in.

Song Qinghuan's scorching eyes swept across the room, and quickly settled on Shen Chuhan who was on the couch. There was no light in the room, but under the cold moonlight, his face was pale, with blood on the corners of his lips, and he couldn't help being surprised. Fei squatted in front of Shen Chuhan, and said anxiously, "Ashu, what's wrong with you?"

Just now, although Mu Bai told her that Shen Chuhan and Xuan Ying had gone out, she always felt that something was wrong, and she was still worried after thinking about it, so she knocked on the door of the room next to Mu Bai.

She asked the two hermit guards living in that room to wait outside first, then dodged into the room, using the trick she used in Qianzhan Pavilion before, picked up an empty teacup in the room, and turned it upside down. Listen carefully on the wall.

At first, there seemed to be no movement, but suddenly, she heard a soft "poof", followed by Mu Bai and Xuan Ying's panicked "Young Master".

She looked terrified, knowing that something might happen to Shen Chuhan, she didn't care about other things, she rushed out and knocked open the door of Mu Bai's room, but she didn't want to, as soon as she entered the door, she saw Shen Chuhan vomiting blood!
Hearing Song Qinghuan's voice, Shen Chuhan slowly opened his eyes, struggling to pull out a smile, "Ah Wan, why are you here?!"

Song Qinghuan was anxious and angry at this time, "What? Shouldn't I come? You are already like this, how long do you want to hide from me?"

Shen Chuhan stretched out his hand and caressed her cheek, "Ah Wan, I'm really fine, it's just... It's just that my practice has gone wrong, and I just went crazy for a while."

"Desperate?" Song Qinghuan frowned, "What kind of martial arts will make you practice to such an extent?"

She took out the handkerchief in her sleeve distressedly, gently wiped off the blood on the corner of Shen Chuhan's mouth, her eyes fell on his pale face, she pursed her lips, for the time being, she put aside the reasons why he did this, and said with a heartbroken face, "Is it better now? Is there any discomfort?"

Shen Chuhan smiled, the haze in his eyes dissipated, revealing a lingering brilliance, "I'm fine now, Ah Wan, you don't have to worry."

Song Qinghuan looked at Xuan Ying, who had a gloomy breath and an anxious expression, "Xuan Ying, but I'll pour you a cup of hot tea, young master."

Xuanying was in a hurry to respond, and quickly went to the table and poured a cup of tea.

Song Qinghuan got up and sat on the couch, and handed the teacup to Shen Chuhan's lips, watching him take a sip of hot tea, his complexion warmed up a bit, Fang Shu frowned, handed the teacup back to Xuanying, and picked up Shen Chuhan's His wrist took his pulse.

Shen Chuhan's hands were very cold, and as soon as his fingers touched his wrists, he felt a chill in his heart.

Her brow furrowed again.

Shen Chuhan is a martial artist, how could his hands be so cold?If it was true as he said, the vomiting of blood just now was caused by insanity, the qi and blood surging in his body at this time should not have calmed down, it can't be so cold, but it should be very hot.

Thinking of this, he became more suspicious in his heart, held his breath, and carefully took Shen Chuhan's pulse.

Shen Chuhan's pulse condition is still good, although it beats a little faster, but there is no sign of poisoning or weakness.She listened for a while, seeing that there was nothing unusual, Fang let go of his wrist.

Shen Chuhan smiled dotingly at her, his expression was still a bit weak, "Ah Wan can feel at ease now?"

Song Qinghuan glanced at him thoughtfully, but didn't make a sound, but turned to look at Mu Bai, and said in a low voice, "Mubai, why didn't you tell me the truth just now?"

Mu Bai was slightly stunned, with a slight embarrassment on his face, sandwiched between Shen Chuhan and Song Qinghuan, it seemed that... everything he said was wrong?

He had no choice but to look at Shen Chuhan for help.

Shen Chuhan interjected at the right time, "I didn't let him say it, I was afraid that Ah Wan would feel distressed seeing me like this."

Song Qinghuan frowned, and just about to speak, Shen Chuhan hurriedly continued, "Ah Wan, I...I'm still a little uncomfortable, how about...you help me back to the room first, and I'll explain it to you in detail, okay?"

His expression was gentle like a half-bloomed flower, his eyes were wet, Song Qinghuan's heart softened when he saw it, and the anger that had been bubbling out was also extinguished, and he sighed helplessly, "Okay. "

Saying that, he got up and helped him up, greeted Mu Bai and Xuan Ying, and helped him out of the room.

Xuan Ying and Mu Bai who were behind watched them leave the room, and looked at each other, Mu Bai opened his mouth first, with deep worry in his eyes, "Xuan Ying, tell me... how long can you hide this illness from your highness? "

Xuanying's eyes darkened, and she looked worriedly at the place where their figures disappeared, "I don't know, but you have to hide even Young Master Ji, His Highness will definitely not tell the truth easily."

"To be honest, I'd rather His Highness know the truth about the Young Master as soon as possible." Mu Bai went to the door and closed the door, leaning on the door and sighing.

Xuanying glanced at him, and understood what was going on in his heart without his explaining.

The young master's "illness" is strange, and it is getting more and more serious every year, but the young master keeps it secret and doesn't want to find a solution at all.

In this world, the young master is the only one who can listen to His Highness's words.

If His Highness knows the truth of the matter, he will definitely try his best to find a solution for the young master.But...they dare not gamble.

The young master doesn't like people to make their own opinions, if they tell His Highness about the young master's situation without authorization, it will be really difficult for the young master to do business.

The two were caught in a dilemma for a while.

He looked up at the window in unison.

In the black sky, the round moon like a jade plate is emitting a cold and clear light, making this autumn night seem even cooler.

(End of this chapter)