Chapter 6 Hate not knowing each other when we first met
In the middle of winter in the twelfth lunar month, when there is heavy snowfall in the north of the Great Wall, the south of the Yangtze River is still humid and mild.
Everyone was busy, but Cheng Xiaobai was lying on the bed bored, waiting for someone to talk to him to relieve his boredom.
My sister and Mr. Wanqi from Jiannan rushed back to Du Wang Valley to get some herbs. Shao Yuan followed closely and said that he wanted to help. A month passed in the blink of an eye, and neither of them had any news or knowledge.
Did he get it or not? Due to his sudden illness, his father Cheng Xianggong has been bedridden and recuperating to this day. His wife Yun Yirong has to take care of her while she is pregnant in Liujia. It is rare that she has to go to the Zhudong outside the city for half a day.
The pavilion sent him medicine and decoction, and when he came back, he fell asleep next to his bed.
"Miss Yun?" Cheng Xiaobai called softly, but his petite green body showed no response.
It had been two months since they got married, and he still called her "Miss Yun" as before. Except for their status as husband and wife, everything else was the same as before. However, Cheng Xiaobai was satisfied just having her by his side, and instead felt for her.
It's so tiring and heartbreaking.
Even though the child in her belly was not his, outsiders were still told that it was the third generation of the Cheng family, the biological flesh and blood of the romantic Mr. Wuchen, in order to prevent her from being insulted and slandered.
For Yun Yirong, he doesn't care about madness.
The still nimble body sat up from the bed, took off the cypress-patterned crane cloak hanging by the bedside and gently covered the thin woman's back, but she didn't expect that this would wake her up.
"Why are you up? You haven't recovered from your illness yet, so you shouldn't move around." Yun Yirong quickly stood up and helped Cheng Xiaobai half-lying on the bed, carefully tucked his feet under the quilt and then reached out to measure the temperature of his forehead, "Wan Yirong
Mr. Tong's medicine is indeed effective, and my complexion is much better."
In fact, Cheng Xiaobai was able to walk around a few days ago, but whenever he went to Yun Yirong, he would follow closely to take care of her. He was afraid that she would be tired, so he had to sit in bed every day to stay up.
"If you are inconvenienced, please rest more. There are so many servants and maids in the house."
"After all, we are not our own relatives, so we have to be careless and careless in doing things. Besides, I am used to being busy, so I am not used to having to sit down and rest peacefully all of a sudden." Wen Xiang spoke softly, with an orchid-like tone. Cheng Xiaobai has been immersed in the gentleness and elegance of her little family, Biyu.
Even though I couldn't bear it, I still gave in to her.
"Thank you, Miss Yun."
Suddenly feeling sour, Yun Yirong half sat on the edge of the bed and gently leaned his head on Cheng Xiaobai's shoulder: "It's Yi Rong who is sorry for you. My husband shouldn't say thank you."
This was the first time she took the initiative to touch him. The simple young master of the Cheng family did not react for a moment. After a long time, he touched her back with a calm smile, as if the huge sacrifice was made up for by just this small hug.
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Two clear bird calls suddenly sounded loudly, interrupting the moment of intimacy between the two. Cheng Xiaobai cursed angrily and watched the green figure turn out of the house with some disappointment.
"I'm going to see daddy. Please rest more."
After walking through the corridor, the blush on Yun Yirong's face has not faded, but her eyes have become cold.
"Come out, there are no outsiders here."
The special bird song means that person is calling her, and his call often represents the beginning of some dark conspiracy and the deepening of her sins.
The rustle of the fabric behind him reached his ears, and when he turned around, he saw that face that had made him bored to death after seeing it a few times, with the same obvious sarcasm and disdain as before.
"What a loving couple, they are enviable." Before Yun Yirong could reply, the man turned serious and said, "Wei Moyan withdrew the killing order of the Twelfth Branch. It seems that he planned to let Hongxian live. If he waits for her
Retrieving the antidote saved Cheng Xiaobai, and our opportunity was lost. I will lead people to kidnap him tonight, and the master wants you to cooperate, so that no one can find out my identity."
Yun Yirong's chest heaved. She didn't want to continue hurting Cheng Xiaobai, and she didn't want to become the trouble for her husband's murder, so she turned down and refused: "I don't want to take revenge on anyone anymore, don't come to me from now on."
"You want to end the relationship so quickly?" The other party sneered, his tone unabashedly sarcastic, "Master only wants him as a hostage and does not intend to silence him, but if you are unwilling to help, I can only tell him the truth before taking action. Cheng
Madam, do you want to bear the name of a mole a second time?"
The red clouds dissipated, and her delicate cheeks suddenly turned as pale as paper.
If Cheng Xiaobai knew that she was secretly causing all the disputes, would he still be so kind to her?
No, he was the only one who couldn't abandon her. Hongxian owed her so much, couldn't he just get some back from her brother?
She absolutely cannot bear to lose the trust...and tenderness of the only person who loves her.
————————————————————————————The sky in Jiannan was still hazy, and there was no obstruction from Poyue Pavilion along the way. The three of them soon arrived at Poyue Pavilion.
Wang Gu obtained the medicinal herbs and then returned to Wanqi Mansion according to Wanqi Haoyue's suggestion.
On the way back, I unexpectedly met two people. They were Xi Shaoyuan and Xiao Qian who were pursuing them.
Xiao Qian had been investigating the Wanqi family murder case in Jiannan for a long time, and he naturally recognized Mr. Ye Tan at a glance, who was Tianzong Qizhi and had a fairy-like voice. He also had contact with several other people more or less, and they were not unfamiliar with each other when talking.
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"Xiao Bai's health is much better than before, so don't worry for the time being. Senior Xiao came to Cheng Mansion to find you, but Xi Mou heard that Pavilion Master Wei actually issued a killing order, so we pursued him along the post road, but we arrived
When I was in the Poison King Valley, I was told that you guys haven't gone back yet, so I went to Wanqi Mansion to try my luck, but I didn't expect that I actually met him." Xi Shaoyuan smiled as usual, not looking lazy at all like a traveler who has been running around for several days.
Xiao Qian had not seen Xia Qingluan for a long time. When he returned to Lanling and learned that she had left Poyue Pavilion again and was being hunted, his whole body became as frantic as a beast. It was not until he saw her standing in front of him safe and sound that he regained his composure.
"Young lady, you and the Pavilion Master..."
"There is nothing between us. Uncle Xiao Qian, after Xiao Bai's poison is completely gone, can you protect him for me? I have to go back to Poyue Pavilion."
"You want to go back?!" Not only Wanqi Haoyue, but also the loyal Xiao Qian did not support Xia Qingluan's decision. Although he was in Poyue Pavilion, he stayed for Xia Qingluan. Wei Moyan treated the young man like this regardless of his old feelings.
Miss, he will never tolerate it.
It's dim and quiet on the side.
No matter how deeply that person hurt her, he still wanted to go back, but his feelings were not responded to in the end.
Sighing lowly, Wanqi Haoyue lifted the beaded curtain in the side hall, and her tone was gentle but indifferent: "Luan'er, I have something to say to you."
Xia Qingluan hesitated for a moment and then walked in.
She used to like being with the gentle and considerate Brother Yue the most, but now, being alone always makes her feel awkward and nervous.
Baiyun Canggu, probably there is no eternal thing in the world.
"The poison in your brother's body is only temporarily suppressed. If there is no cure and antidote within three months, he will definitely die suddenly. I promised you to save him, but there is a condition." The light gold figure stood with his hands behind his back, speaking decisively.
, less delicate and soft.
Xia Qingluan did not expect that one day the person she trusted wholeheartedly would discuss terms with her, like a businessman, so alienated and indifferent.
However, Wanqi Haoyue did not change his mind because of this. He did not want to give up the remaining opportunity. He did not have unparalleled power and no one could do anything, but he firmly believed that the only person who could protect Luan'er was him.
"The conditions are very simple. In three days, Wanqi Mansion..." With long eyebrows and narrow eyes lowered, Qingrui's voice couldn't be more plain, "I want you to be my wife."