Ye Chen was stunned by this sentence, he pushed Mo Xingchen away, turned around and ran.
Mo Xingchen was stunned, and then said, "Miss Ye!"
"I'm sorry," Ye Chen paused, his face full of seriousness: "Young Master Mo, I don't mean that to you. If you want, we are still food friends. If you don't want to, then we all meet by chance and fate will come and go. It's nature."
After speaking, Ye Chen picked up his skirt and rushed to Shen Jingfeng's room anxiously. Mo Xingchen wanted to chase again, but the third one who was driven over dragged him and said, "Sect Master, don't worry about it, the carriage is at the door, let's hurry up!"
"Wait… "
"Can't wait, the saint is at the door, if she doesn't leave, she will come in!"
"Why is she so crazy?!"
Mo Xingchen roared, turned his head and followed the third child out.
Shen Jingfeng returned to the room, and then calmed down. After changing his clothes, he sat on the futon, put the sword across his knees, closed his eyes, and calmed down.
When Ye Chen rushed into the room, what he saw was such a back. Her long hair was draped behind her, and her white clothes were like snow.
In an instant, for some unknown reason, Jun Yan's figure suddenly re-entered her mind many years ago, her eyes went black, she almost fell, she slammed on the door, panting low.
"Miss Ye."
Shen Jingfeng turned his back to her and stroked the sword on his feet.
Ye Chen didn't speak, and she didn't know what was wrong. She felt that some emotions were suppressed in her heart. She was obviously someone who had done emotional cleansing, but she still felt that emotions were overwhelming, making her eyes sore.
"What's wrong with you, host?" Sanba was a little panicked: "Is something wrong with you?"
Ye Chen didn't answer, she held the door frame, and it took a long time for her to recover, feeling that her mood had calmed down.
She let out a sigh of relief and looked up at Shen Jingfeng who stood up.
He turned his head, his face was calm, lowered his eyes and said, "I was going to say goodbye to the girl, but the girl came."
"Goodbye?" Ye Chen was stunned: "What happened?"
"The demon sect and the holy sect fought in the Western Regions. The Yueshan faction had a separate rudder in the Western Regions. Jing Feng was recalled by the sect master to protect the people."
"Oh." Ye Chen nodded, protecting the people, this kind of thing is worth supporting. She looked up at him: "when will you be back?"
Shen Jingfeng didn't speak, lowered his eyes and said nothing, Ye Chen nodded again, but he understood: "You don't plan to come back."
"The girl is doing very well in Yaowang Valley," Shen Jingfeng said gently: "I am very relieved. But I am a disciple of the Yueshan faction after all, and the Yueshan faction is my responsibility, and I cannot shirk it."
"Yueshan School is your school, it's your responsibility," Ye Chen leaned against the door, looking at the autumn rain outside, and said slowly, "Then I'm still the wife you worshipped heaven and earth, and I didn't see you thinking about being right. Am I in charge?"
Hearing this, Shen Jingfeng's expression changed slightly.
Ye Chen was a little aggrieved.
She felt that she had worked hard to be good to him, but her favorability value was always lost. Although she liked beautiful women and was happy to contribute to them, she didn't know why, she always hoped that she would pay, Shen Jingfeng could Return such good.
She is kind to Mo Xingchen, Xie Wushuang, Kyle, and Zhou Yucheng. It seems that she doesn't care about those good things.
But Shen Jingfeng was different. She not only looked at the other party's face, she also vaguely hoped that the other party would respond to her efforts and feelings.
Ye Chen didn't understand why at this moment.
But after many years, Ye Chen realized that when a heartless person expects someone to reciprocate, he often wants to respond not to him, but to the feelings she needs.
But because she doesn't understand now, she just feels wronged, watching the rain outside the window hitting the maple leaves, and then waiting for Shen Jingfeng's words without saying a word.
But Shen Jingfeng was silent for a long time, and after a long time, he suddenly said: "Did you know that the Demon Sect is located on the Posuo Mountain, half of which is a cliff, and the hall of their Demon Sect stands on the edge of the cliff. There is a golden seat on the hall. Under the golden seat is a hollow platform with scriptures and incantations written on it. According to legend, if a human body is trapped under the golden seat, it will not rot forever, and even after more than ten years, the body will still be lifelike.”
Ye Chen was stunned, she didn't understand why Shen Jingfeng suddenly told her this.
In fact, Shen Jingfeng didn't understand himself, just like he didn't know why he mentioned his mother's name to this girl on the night of the Obon Festival, and why he told lies after his eyes gradually recovered.
He is always restraining his heart, so that he does not think too much.
I always think over and over again about the high platform full of incantations, the golden seat on the high platform.
The woman in front of him looked at him suspiciously, as if she couldn't understand what he was saying.
He closed his eyes and said slowly: "However, in exchange, that person's soul imprisoned eternal life there, there is no afterlife, no reincarnation."
"You mentioned this to me," Ye Chen frowned, "What do you mean?"
"It's nothing," Shen Jingfeng felt that his heart had calmed down, or that he had cooled down, as if he had returned to the past and was in the vast ice field.
This is the road he walks alone, and no one can accompany him, nor should he. So he smiled, raised his eyes and said: "So, the demon sect is not a good person, I should go back to the Yueshan faction and help the martial arts to eliminate demons and defend the road, the girl said that?"
He could see clearly now.
The girl in front of her is much more rounded than when she first met, but because she used to be thin before, she is now a little fatter, which is just right, which weakens the coldness of the past a bit, but makes her a little more cute.
She seemed to be thinking, frowning tightly: "Magic sects are not necessarily bad people."
"Yes," Shen Jingfeng nodded and said, "So, I just want to help some good people."
This reason was too strong, so Ye Chen couldn't find a reason to refuse at all. She pursed her lips, not knowing how to stop him. Sanba lit a cigarette in her head and sighed: "This is the result of not doing the task well. Now the task is going to fail, right?"
"You..." Ye Chen said slowly: "Just stay with me for a year, won't it work?"
"A few months less," Shen Jingfeng smiled: "Is it important?"
"Important." Ye Chen opened his mouth decisively and looked up at Shen Jingfeng: "It is very important that you stay by my side for a few more months and a few months less."
Shen Jingfeng was stunned for a moment, looking at the firm eyes of the person in front of him, feeling a little dry.
He turned his head and said slowly: "But I'm busy with official business... If Yue Shan's faction is all right, I'll come back, girl, how about this?"
Hearing this, Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you."
Anyway, when it's all right, she will create something for him.
Shen Jingfeng nodded, looked up at the courtyard, took the coat from the table on one side, then took out the umbrella, and said gently, "I'll take the girl back."
Ye Chen nodded, Shen Jingfeng put a robe on her, then held an umbrella and sent her back.
Now that his eyes are all healed up, she doesn't have to hold his sleeve anymore. I don't know why, just walking beside him like this, the corners of the clothes rubbed past, she actually felt a little lost.
She lowered her eyes and watched the corners of the clothes rubbing past repeatedly. Shen Jingfeng never bowed his head. The umbrella painted with reeds tilted towards her, not letting any raindrops fall on her. However, for some unknown reason, Ye Chen always felt that there seemed to be an extra layer of estrangement between the two of them. This estrangement made her heart sour and a little sad.
So after walking for a while, she really couldn't stand the atmosphere, raised her hand and held the corner of the other's clothes, as if he was still blind.
Shen Jingfeng was stunned for a while, and lowered his eyes, he didn't dare to say a word.
Ye Chen was also a little uneasy, she held the corner of his shirt and said carefully: "When walking by your side, I'm used to pulling the corner of your shirt, you are leaving now, I'll pull it again, it's a goodbye, you do not be angry."
Shen Jingfeng didn't speak, the rain fell on the umbrella, and the voice became louder. Ye Chen felt a little lost in her heart, and the courage she finally managed to hold was vanished by the silence of the other party, so she slowly let go of the other party's hand, but at that moment, the warm palm suddenly held her slender body. hand.
Shen Jingfeng trembled slightly.
He didn't know why he went back to hold the other party. He only knew that when the other party pulled his hand, countless panics emerged in his heart, and he himself didn't know where the panic came from. , and held each other.
He tried his best to restrain all his emotions, but he still couldn't help shaking when he held the other's hand.
Ye Chen stared blankly at the young man standing with an umbrella in front of him under the light. The young man lowered his eyes and said hoarsely, "It's cold, don't be cold."
After he finished speaking, he held her hand tightly and accompanied her back to the room.
Ye Chen's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. His palm was very large and warm. The two of them held each other tightly. Because the palms were a little damp, Shen Jingfeng let go of his hand when he reached the door.
He didn't dare to look at her, he just said, "girl, go back to the house."
"You..." Ye Chen was a little embarrassed, she pulled the cloak he put on her, and whispered, "You will come back after you finish dealing with the Western Regions, right?"
Shen Jingfeng didn't answer, he lowered his eyes, Ye Chen looked up at him, with anticipation in his eyes, under the lights, her eyes flickered, all his shadow.
He listened to the sound of the wind and rain outside, and felt a peace in his heart, as if this world was here, and it was his safe place.
It was the first time he saw her in his mind, she looked like she was standing opposite him in red.
This is his wife, at least once was his wife.
He couldn't refuse her request, and said hoarsely, "Okay."
"When I'm not busy," he said gently, "I'll be back."
"Okay, okay," Ye Chen nodded, "I'll wait for you to come back! Oh, you also said that you want to cook for me, I'll wait for you to come back!"
"Okay." He smiled slightly.
Then he turned around and left with an umbrella.
The young man's white shirt is soaked in the rain, his sword is hanging from his waist, and the reeds on his umbrella are swaying majestically under the lights, which is picturesque and poetic.
Ye Chen leaned on the edge of the door frame, with his hands folded between his sleeves, he couldn't help but sigh, "Beauty, she's so beautiful."
Saying that, she said happily: "How much is that favorability?"
"Forehead… "
"What's wrong?"
"I... I seem to be broken."
Sanba said a little embarrassedly: "Wait a minute, I'll fix it right away."
"Why are you broken?" Ye Chen was a little strange, and said "Hi" on March 8, and said impatiently, "The favorability value is jumping around, 15, 30, 70, 5, what do you say it's not broken? ?"
Ye Chen was slightly taken aback, in fact, this situation...
She seems to have too.
But she remained silent, just silently asked: "How long is the highest time?"
"92." San Ba glanced at it, then patted the screen and called the switchboard.
"Is Brother No. 3 here? Ah, not here? You ask me, I'm broken again... It's not my fault that it's always broken? Wait, don't hang up, I haven't said it yet... Fuck! Don't hang up! "
Sanba was hung up by her boss, and she was angry, and made a number of calls there.
And Ye Chen sat in front of his desk, looking at the autumn rain outside, thinking silently in his heart.
92, so high.
So... he'll be back, right
Ye Chen thought silently, Sanba was arguing, she sat for a while, and felt a little sleepy, so Sanba turned off her voice and went to sleep.
After waking up, she got up in a trance, Qiusheng brought in the washing water, and greeted, "Senior sister, Young Master Shen is leaving with the people from the Yueshan faction."
Ye Chen was stunned for a while, then nodded and said, "Oh."
Chunsheng also came in with things like Pazi and toothbrushes, and then said, "Senior sister, Young Master Mo also left with someone."
Ye Chen nodded: "I know."
After these two people left, Ye Chen's life became a little boring.
She gets needles in the medicine house every day. After two days, there was a plague in the surrounding towns. Ye Feng brought the people from Yaowang Valley to the doctor, and Ye Chen took them to guard in the Yaowang Valley. Ye Feng went out the first day, and the next day, the disciples brought by Ye Feng rushed back.
"Senior sister, it's not good," said Chunsheng anxiously, "The owner of the valley was taken away!"
"Caught... Caught?!"
Ye Chen was stunned: "Who did it?"
"Saint Yuesheng."
Chunsheng immediately said a name that Ye Chen was very familiar with, and Ye Chen was stunned on the spot.
What did Yuesheng arrest her father for? Did you see her father
"What did she arrest my father for?"
Ye Chen asked directly, Chunsheng breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "Yuesheng said, let you go to the magic sect alone, no one can take you, if you don't go up the mountain today, or if you take someone else, she will take the owner of the valley tomorrow. Send the heads down!"
"Bastard!" Ye Chen slapped the table and said angrily, "It's too bullying, bring my needle and sword, and I'll go up the mountain immediately!"
"Senior sister..." Qiusheng whispered: "You go... don't you want to die?"
"What if I don't go? See my father die?"
Ye Chen spoke in a cold voice. The person next to her had already brought her needle and sword. Ye Chen threw the cloak outside, stuffed the silver needle into his pocket, and touched a handful of [poison] [medicine] and All kinds of pills, they went straight out, let someone lead the horse, and after ordering Chunsheng Qiusheng, they rushed over to the demon sect.
Ye Chen just came out of the Medicine King Valley, and Qiu Sheng said, "What should we do now? Our Medicine King Valley must not be able to offend the Demon Cult!"
"What should I do? It's called Young Master Shen!" Chunsheng hurriedly went to look for a carrier pigeon: "Now that martial arts can compete with the Demon Sect, who else is there besides the Yueshan faction? Hurry up and call someone!"
Chunsheng quickly wrote a letter to Shen Jingfeng. And Ye Chen was running around on the road of the Demon Sect.
When she came to this world, for the first time, there was no one around her, and she felt that she could finally kill the Quartet.
"Host, take it easy," Sanba said helplessly: "Unless it is a last resort, don't collapse. You are now a doctor girl, not a swordsman."
"I know." Ye Chen nodded and said, "If I can use poison, I don't need a needle. If I can use a needle, I don't need a sword. Don't worry."
With that said, Ye Chen ran all the way, and rushed directly to the foot of the Demon Cult Mountain.
There is a long river at the foot of the Demon Cult Mountain, and there is a ropeway on the long river. Ye Chen rode his horse and stopped in front of the ropeway. The people from the Demon Cult stood opposite the ropeway and shouted, "Who is coming?!"
Ye Chen raised his voice and replied, "Ye Chen, King of Medicine, come to meet you!"
The author has something to say: [Small Theater]
Mo Shubai: "Hello everyone, I'm back."
Doctor (followed by a group of people behind him): "You've been out of jail for so long, are you very capable?"
Mo Shubai: "It's easy to talk, it's all up to the patient to take care of it, and I gave you this opportunity."
Doctor: "Your condition is getting worse."
Mo Shubai: "Huh? Why do you say that?"
Doctor: "You are now full of readers around you, and they won't help you escape from prison. You imagined a group of patients who helped you, isn't it aggravating?"
Mo Shubai: "What? My readers are my patients? What are they doing in the hospital?"
Doctor: "Since you started writing this article, our hospital's business has been getting better and better. I've been eating glass slag for a long time, and I'm going crazy when I eat it..."
Mo Shubai: "…"
I'm sorry, it's my responsibility to fail to create a harmonious society.