The candles crackled, and the charcoal on the ground was burning. Shen Jue's fingertips turned blue, and his mind was cluttered.
On the other side, Xia Houlin didn't panic, and replied in a low voice, "Yes."
Four pairs of eyes were glued to him, and with his burning gaze, he stretched out his hand and pulled down the quilt to reveal his clean shoulders. There was no scar on the shoulder, only some unevenness, everyone was far away, the candle was dim, and no one saw the strangeness on his shoulder.
The guard dispelled his doubts and said to Shen Jue, "The purpose of the inspection is to search for assassins. I hope the father-in-law is not surprised. The two father-in-laws are resting. We will leave now."
Shen Jue sent a few people out of the palace, Fang Chang heaved a sigh of relief.
I don't know what method Xia Houlin used to make such a deep wound disappear. Shen Jue hurriedly ran back to the house, and saw Xia Houlin trembling, his shoulders were already blood red, but he slowly tore a piece of skin on his shoulder, like a snake shedding from his old skin, the wound was tearing. The bottom was pulled even more, and the blood suddenly gushed.
"What are you doing!" Shen Jue turned pale in shock, and hurriedly came over. After a closer look, he realized that the leather was a fake leather, and Xia Houlin just used it to hide from Jin Wuwei's eyes.
"Tear off the skin for me." Xia Houlin was sweating profusely and clenched his teeth. At this moment, he only felt that half of his body was about to cripple.
Shen Jue took it and said, "I'll tear it down with all my might, you hold back."
Xia Houlin tucked the placket into his mouth, closed his eyes and nodded.
Shen Jue pressed his flesh and slammed the fake skin torn off. Xiahou was shaking like a sieve, and he almost fainted in pain.
"Take a needle and sew up my wound." Xia Houlin said angrily as he propped himself up.
"I'm not a doctor, I've never sutured any wounds, and I don't have catgut. If I don't do it properly, it will kill you!" Shen Jue gritted his teeth.
"There's no way, young master. If you don't sew, I'll die. You can embroider and sew clothes. Just sew the wound and you're done. The clothes should always be sewn."
"Xiahou Lin!"
"I believe you, sew it." Xia Houlin looked at him, his eyes firm.
Xia Houlin has always been like this, his trust is inexplicable, he never thinks about the consequences of what he wants to do, and his life or death is never in his consideration. This was the case when Wangqing Pavilion was apprentice, it was the same when the Xie Mansion was destroyed, and it is the same now.
Why can he be so indifferent to life and death? Has he not been afraid
Shen Jue looked at him with gloomy eyes, and slowly replied, "Okay."
He took the needle and thread, put the silver needle in the candle and burned it. He cleaned Xia Houlin's wound, compared the needle to the hideous crack, and said, "I'm going to start."
Xia Houlin shoved the placket into his mouth again and nodded.
Shen Jue looked at his back and saw the criss-crossing whip marks on his back, like centipedes laying across his bronze-colored skin, shocking.
When did he become an assassin? How many times has he experienced such a place of death
Shen Jue settled down and stabbed the silver needle into Xia Houlin's flesh, Xia Houlin trembled, Shen Jue said solemnly, "Don't move."
The charcoal fire was chirping, the room was sultry and hot, and both Shen Jue and Xiahou Lin were sweating like rain. Xia Houlin's fingers almost pinched out five finger sockets on the bed. The pain lasted until he felt that his shoulders had lost consciousness. The pain gradually disappeared. The objects in his field of vision seemed to be steaming with waves and heat, swaying and blurring. paste. The five senses became incomparably dull, and all the sounds seemed to be looming. Zero insects flapped their wings mournfully outside the thousand-fold gate, and the armor of the Jinwuwei made a clanging sound outside the thousand palaces.
His thoughts suddenly drifted far away. He remembered that two years ago, his back was full of injuries. He was lying on the cot of the wooden house on the mountain listening to the pine waves in the mountains. ghost. He remembered that his mother led him into the mountain temple, and the Buddha of Heart Slaying stood on the steps and handed the long black sword "Jing Tie" into his hand.
He suddenly felt exhausted.
Shen Jue pierced the last needle, tied a knot, used a cloth to absorb the blood from Xia Houlin's body, put on the herbs, and bound his shoulders with a bandage.
After the wound was healed, he had time to wipe the sweat off his face and said, "Okay."
Xia Houlin had collapsed and fell on the bed panting lowly. He pulled out a labored smile and said, "Look, young master, I knew you could do it."
"Don't be too happy, if the wound is infected, it won't save your life." Shen Jue threw the towel into the washbasin, the water in the basin was already bright red, as if a basin of blood was filled.
Xiahou Lin gasped for a while, struggled to put on his clothes, and said, "I have to go, Young Master's life-saving grace will be reported to Lin in the future."
Shen Jue pressed him on the bed, frowned and said, "Where can you go with this appearance? An Xin, stay here for me."
"When the eunuch living in this room comes back, we will all be exposed, young master, I can't implicate you."
Shen Jue raised her eyebrows and said, "How do you know this room is not mine?"
"Your house won't stink so much." Xia Houlin said with a smile.
"Don't worry, he won't come back." Shen Jue's face was indifferent, she put the quilt over Xiahou Rong, and said, "You have a good rest, I'll go get you some medicine."
Xia Houlin noticed something and didn't ask any further, just said, "Do you have a portrait of him, give me a copy."
"what are you going to do?"
Xia Houlin smiled mysteriously and said, "Do you know Jialan Jinnara?"
Shen Jue shook his head.
Xia Houlin said: "He is my master, he is proficient in disguising, I have learned 80% now, if you give me a portrait of this little eunuch, I can imitate a fake face, and I can definitely tell the difference if others don't come close to me and take a closer look. There is no truth or falsehood.”
There are many secret techniques of Galan, Shen Jue heard about it long ago, agreed to help him draw a portrait of Sixi, and went to the kitchen to make medicine for Xiahou Lian.
After a cup of tea, Shen Jue brought the medicine to Xiahou Rong, and when he watched him finish drinking the medicine, he felt as if he could not taste the bitterness, so he poured it all down. He didn't know, after two years of fighting in the killing field, Xiahou Rin had developed the ability to endure pain and suffering, and just now he gave injections without drinking Mafei San, and normal people fainted to death long ago.
After tidying up the mess in the house and sweating from exhaustion, Shen Jue felt that her previous shower had been in vain. Xia Houlin lay on the bed and looked at him quietly, his expression was quiet, more calm and calm than before.
The two were relatively speechless, the iron horse under the eaves was blown by the wind, and the bells rang.
Shen Jue looked at the dancing candle, and suddenly asked, "Xiahou Rin, aren't you afraid of death?"
Xia Houlin was stunned, and said, "I'm afraid, I'm scared to death. Every time I assassinate, I'm worried, for fear that I'll burp if I'm not careful."
"Then why did you save me in the first place? The wound on your back... "
"It's just a few whips, it won't kill me." Xiahou smiled indifferently and said, "Then why did the young master save me? You can leave me alone, or hand me over to Jin Wuwei."
Shen Jue's mind was exquisite, and she naturally guessed that the injury on Xia Houlin's back was because of him. He turned his face away and said, "If you save my life, I will naturally save yours too."
Xia Houlin looked at the roof with a long sigh, and said, "Actually, there are not many choices from God. Either be a prisoner in the mountains for a lifetime, or be an assassin. Either watch you get killed by Garan, or I will suffer a few. The whip will see if I can survive. I don't want to be a prisoner, I don't want you to die, so naturally I can only choose the latter." He smiled slyly, "I'm very lucky and I survived."
Life is a big gamble. Xia Houlin is an arrogant gambler. Every time he bets, he pays everything.
But Shen Jue did not have the courage of Xia Houlin. He stayed in the muddy palace for two years. In the two years, all his vigor and all his arrogance were rubbed off. Now he is as humble as an ant, trying his best to gain a little bit of power and be able to support his leadership. One of the eunuchs and palace maids of the West Fourth Institute, but he has never even seen Weide's clothes.
He owns too little, so he is cautious, taking every step of the way, even at the expense of being arrogant and flattering.
"Your luck won't always be this good," Shen Jue whispered, "Where's your mother, does she care about you?"
Xia Houlin's eyes flickered, and he pulled out a wry smile and said, "I'm fourteen years old. How can I hide in my mother's arms and be a baby?"
Xiahou Pei is unreliable, only killing people is reliable, giving birth to a son as if he was never born, and letting Xiahou Lian grow blindly like weeds. When she came back from the Western Regions and rescued Xia Houlin, she was nowhere to be seen. Xia Houlin's injury was taken care of by himself, and the assassination was also carried by others.
Saying no resentment is too fake, Xia Houlin took a few deep breaths before forcing the wetness from his eyes.
A manly man can't cry.
Shen Jue saw that it was getting dark outside the window, and said, "It's getting late, I have errands tomorrow, so I'll go back to the house first."
"Master, can I sleep in your room? It's so stinky here." Xiahou Rong grabbed the corner of Shen Jue's clothes and said with a bitter face.
"no."
"Master, I'm already like this. What if I get smoked to death at night? Or if my wound suddenly bursts and bleeds to death, what should I do?"
Shen Jue sneered and said, "I think you can live to be a thousand-year scourge."
"Master, you can do it!" Xia Houlin struggled to get up.
Shen Jue said helplessly: "Okay, don't move around, I'll help you."
Shen Jue asked Xia Houlin to sleep on the kang in his room, and then went to the clean room to take a shower. Xiahou huddled under Shen Jue's bed, the tip of his nose was the unique smell of Shen Jue's body, it smelled so good. The room just now made him faint, and he had to endure the severe pain in his shoulders, which was a disaster.
Shen Jue's room had no decoration, just a few simple tables and chairs, a single canopy bed, monotonous and impersonal. Xia Houlin is a lively person, and there are always flowers and plants in the house, and looking at their bright colors every day can brighten my heart. Shen Jue didn't like these things. The more pure he was, the more he liked it. He lived like an ascetic, cold and tasteless.
Shen Jue himself is very satisfied with Ganxi Four. The biggest and only advantage of living here is that you don't have to sleep in the Datong shop like the eunuchs in other palaces. There are very few eunuchs here. There are more people.
After taking a shower, he walked out with his hair covered. His black hair was shiny black, splashed on the white underwear like ink on rice paper, and his fine porcelain face was made even paler. Xia Hourong gave way to the side, and Shen Jue got into the bed and slept beside him.
Xia Houlin looked at him, Shen Jue's long eyelashes trembled slightly, like the wings of a butterfly.
"What do you want to ask? Just ask. You almost saw two holes in my face." Shen Jue said in a low voice.
Being guessed what the center was thinking, Xia Houlin shrank into the bed in embarrassment, and said in a muffled voice, "Master, why did you come into the palace?"
"..." Shen Jue opened his mouth, suddenly his heart moved, and his eyes darkened a bit.
Since Xiahou Rin could easily become Si Xi, why couldn't he just stay in the palace and live as Si Xi. In this way, he can not only escape from Qiye Garan, but also accompany him, and never separate again.
This thought grew like a vine, entangled his heart, and made it beat a little. Shen Jue was silent for a while, then said: "I was living on the street, the earring you gave me was snatched by the shopkeeper of the pawn shop, and the knife also fell on the pawn shop, I was penniless, and an old beggar took me in and gave me food. Eat. That year when there was a famine in Shandong, we followed the refugees to Beijing. We wanted to beg for a bowl of rice, but we didn’t expect…”
Xia Houlin asked, "What's wrong?"
Shen Jue continued: "The old beggar sold me into the palace for money. Maybe he had the idea of selling me for money."
Xia Houlin opened his eyes wide and said, "What..."
Shen Jue spoke indifferently, as if she was talking about other people's experiences. The calmer he is, the more distressed Xia Houlin is.
This kid lives in the house all the year round, how can he know that people's hearts are sinister? Give a piece of sugar and follow others stupidly, how do you know other people's conspiracy attempts. When he saw that the beggar was old, he must have thought that the man was kind and unprepared, but he didn't know that bad people would also grow old. The old bald donkey who killed his heart was a living example.
Xia Houlin sighed, not knowing what to say.
"Don't call me Young Master, I'm not the Young Master of the Xie family, I'm just a crippled eunuch. Also, I'm not called Xie Jinglan anymore, my name is Shen Jue." Shen Jue lowered her eyes and looked at her He pointed his finger and said, "If he still bears the Xie family's surname, it is expected that when he arrives at Huangquan, the ancestors and ancestors will feel ashamed when they see that I am a eunuch."
"The Xie family treats you badly, why should you care about their eyes?" Xia Houli said bitterly, "You will always be my young master, whether it's Xie Jinglan or Shen Jue."
"By the way, are you curious about where Sixi is?" Shen Jue raised her head and stared at Xia Houtong, and sneered, "He wants to defile me, toad wants to eat swan meat, and he thinks I will obey. I will kill him. Now, he's lying in a dry well outside."
"What!" Xia Houlin was shocked.
He knew that the imperial palace had always been a filthy and filthy place, and there were innumerable same-sex obscenities, but he didn't expect that Shen Jue would encounter such a filthy affair.
Yes, Shen Jue has a very good appearance, how can she not be coveted by others
Looking at Shen Jue's cold expression in the dim light, Xia Houlin suddenly felt that something was different about him. The upheaval and the filthy court changed him, and the gloom in his eyes was like a haze, pressing down heavily at the bottom of his eyes and lingering.
Xia Houlin touched his finger and said, "Young master, I'm sorry for you."
"So, Ah Lin," Shen Jue's eyes deepened, gradually becoming dark and bottomless, like an unfathomable ancient well, he leaned into Xia Houlin's ear and whispered, "Will you stay here to protect me?"
"I..." Xia Houlin hesitated.
Shen Jue's voice contained an unquestionable decision, and said, "I saved you, your life should be mine."