Zhao Yue's brain was running out of ideas, "What?"
"Today's groom is the third senior brother. Princess Zhezhe does not have a house in Beijing, but she is getting married from the Prince of Qin's Mansion." Chang Mu said as he took Xue Ming's wrist and felt his pulse.
Suddenly, Zhao Yue was stunned, "Third Senior Brother?"
Chang Mu ignored him and withdrew his hand, "Xiao Bai, please stop talking and take a break." As he said that, he carefully helped Xue Ming lie down and carefully tucked the corners of the quilt for him.
.
Zhao Yue said with a sour voice: "Xiao Bai, it's different now that you become the regent. Look, you just scratched your skin and shed a few drops of blood, and the fifth senior brother worshiped you like a Bodhisattva.
"As he spoke, he lightly punched Xue Ming on the shoulder, remembering to avoid his wounds.
The candlelight flickered, and Zhao Yue felt that his slightly pale face had condensed. Zhao Yue blinked, "Xiao Bai?"
"Zhao Yue, don't tell Rong'er..." Xue Ming's low voice was as clear as the dawn breeze.
Zhao Yue couldn't help but be surprised. This seemed to be the first time he mentioned his junior sister Ye Rong in the past few days, "You..."
Before Zhao Yue could wake up, a bright red bloodstain slowly emerged from the corner of Xue Ming's mouth.
Zhao Yue was suddenly shocked, "Master! Master, come quickly!"
Xue Ming breathed in rapidly, her slender fingers tightly grasping the sapphire blue satin of the brocade quilt, "Zhao Yue! You...don't tell..."
Zhao Yue finally came to his senses. He took his slightly trembling hand and said, "Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai, don't die. I don't want to be buried with you! Xiao Bai!"
According to Wuliang Layman's style, if Xue Yi died because of one of his swords, he would definitely be buried with him! But he was only twenty years old and had not yet gotten married, so he didn't want to die early!
"Xiao Jiu'er! Go out and kneel down!" Wuliang layman has always been calm and calm, as calm as a born half-immortal, but this time, he shouted decisively, but it made Zhao Yue tremble, and he looked at himself
The master's whole body exuded an anger that could not be ignored, and he suddenly understood that the old master was not an old fox, but a dozing man-eating tiger!
However, this time, Zhao Yue was so bold that he knelt down and grabbed the bed pillar, "Master! Disciple, I won't leave!"
He was not afraid of the wind and snow outside. He had been fighting with Xue Ming for more than ten years. He just wanted to find out what happened to his lively enemy.
Wuliang layman glanced at him indifferently, but did not comment. Zhao Yue quickly wiped the sweat on his forehead and knelt aside honestly.
A slender silver needle was inserted into the Yangchi point on Xue Min's left wrist, and his tightly fisted fingers slowly loosened.
"The poison in the woman's heart is in Eleven's body. When the poison occurs, the pain is unbearable. I will give him acupuncture to loosen the tight skin, so that the poisonous gas can circulate smoothly throughout the body." Layman Wuliang was injecting several places on Xue Ming's body.
Applying acupuncture on the acupuncture points, he seemed to be talking to himself calmly.
Zhao Yue didn't understand, "Isn't it the junior sister who has won the 'woman's heart'? How come Xiaobai..."
Wuliang layman glanced at him indifferently and kept moving, "The poisonous gas is transported, and the pain is doubled. However, my master's medical skills are very good. After I gave him acupuncture, even though the pain on Shiyi's body was like ten thousand ants biting his bones, he could not move."
For a moment, I can only suffer the bone-gnawing pain..." Zhao Yue's mind was not spinning enough, "What?"
"Today's groom is the third senior brother. Princess Zhezhe does not have a house in Beijing, but she is getting married from the Prince of Qin's Mansion." Chang Mu said as he took Xue Ming's wrist and felt his pulse.
Suddenly, Zhao Yue was stunned, "Third Senior Brother?"
Chang Mu ignored him and withdrew his hand, "Xiao Bai, please stop talking and take a break." As he said that, he carefully helped Xue Ming lie down and carefully tucked the corners of the quilt for him.
.
Zhao Yue said with a sour voice: "Xiao Bai, it's different now that you become the regent. Look, you just scratched your skin and shed a few drops of blood, and the fifth senior brother worshiped you like a Bodhisattva.
"As he spoke, he lightly punched Xue Ming on the shoulder, remembering to avoid his wounds.
The candlelight flickered, and Zhao Yue felt that his slightly pale face had condensed. Zhao Yue blinked, "Xiao Bai?"
"Zhao Yue, don't tell Rong'er..." Xue Ming's low voice was as clear as the dawn breeze.
Zhao Yue couldn't help but be surprised. This seemed to be the first time he mentioned his junior sister Ye Rong in the past few days, "You..."
Before Zhao Yue could wake up, a bright red bloodstain slowly emerged from the corner of Xue Ming's mouth.
Zhao Yue was suddenly shocked, "Master! Master, come quickly!"
Xue Ming breathed in rapidly, her slender fingers tightly grasping the sapphire blue satin of the brocade quilt, "Zhao Yue! You...don't tell..."
Zhao Yue finally came to his senses. He took his slightly trembling hand and said, "Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai, don't die. I don't want to be buried with you! Xiao Bai!"
According to Wuliang Layman's style, if Xue Yi died because of one of his swords, he would definitely be buried with him! But he was only twenty years old and had not yet gotten married, so he didn't want to die early!
"Xiao Jiu'er! Go out and kneel down!" Wuliang layman has always been calm and calm, as calm as a born half-immortal, but this time, he shouted decisively, but it made Zhao Yue tremble, and he looked at himself
The master's whole body exuded an anger that could not be ignored, and he suddenly understood that the old master was not an old fox, but a dozing man-eating tiger!
However, this time, Zhao Yue was so bold that he knelt down and grabbed the bed pillar, "Master! Disciple, I won't leave!"
He was not afraid of the wind and snow outside. He had been fighting with Xue Ming for more than ten years. He just wanted to find out what happened to his lively enemy.
Wuliang layman glanced at him indifferently, but did not comment. Zhao Yue quickly wiped the sweat on his forehead and knelt aside honestly.
A slender silver needle was inserted into the Yangchi point on Xue Min's left wrist, and his tightly fisted fingers slowly loosened.
"The poison in the woman's heart is in Eleven's body. When the poison occurs, the pain is unbearable. I will give him acupuncture to loosen the tight skin, so that the poisonous gas can circulate smoothly throughout the body." Layman Wuliang was injecting several places on Xue Ming's body.
Applying acupuncture on the acupuncture points, he seemed to be talking to himself calmly.
Zhao Yue didn't understand, "Isn't it the junior sister who has won the 'woman's heart'? How come Xiaobai..."
Wuliang layman glanced at him indifferently and kept moving, "The poisonous gas is transported, and the pain is doubled. However, my master's medical skills are very good. After I gave him acupuncture, even though the pain on Shiyi's body was like ten thousand ants biting his bones, he could not move."
For a moment, I can only suffer the bone-gnawing pain..."
