Immediately afterwards, the two hit each other, and they fought non-stop like a competition.
After a while, the two were teary.
When Shuhua saw that something was wrong, he frowned, took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve, poured out two pills, handed them to Wen Chan and Zhong Wenjin respectively, and said in a low voice, "My lord, are you afraid that you have been tricked?"
"Success?" Wen Chan sniffed and swallowed the pill, "Could it be Tang Yixiao?"
"It must be him." Zhong Wenjin gritted his teeth, feeling dizzy, and his internal organs were brought out by the force of the sneeze, "I thought... Sneeze! No wonder he fell into our trap so easily, it must have been early I expected it!"
Wen Chan ate the pill, but it didn't work at all, and hurried to the room, wondering in his heart, I can't be provoked, if I really can't be provoked, the legendary dark-sleeved Hades has a well-deserved reputation, and he is clearly standing under the wall , can poison them silently, the hands are really not ordinary fast.
"Where are you going?" Zhong Wenjin caught up with tears streaming down his face.
"It's all like this... Ah Choo!! Where else can we go, of course it is back to the room, Ah Choo!! Wait for Situ to come back and detoxify us."
"My lord, you go back and sit down first, I'll go find Miss Situ and come back." Seeing Wen Chan sneezing badly, Shu Hua anxiously wanted to find a solution.
"Don't go!" Wen Chan called to stop him, "Who will protect me when you leave? Let's just wait for them to come back."
"This is too embarrassing!" Zhong Wenjin said, "Earlier, Shan Ke advised us not to go to Tang Yixiao, but now we have been tricked by Tang Yixiao, and we went to them for an antidote, this..."
Wen Chan's head hurt from sneezing, he supported his forehead and said, "Then find Situ alone, and let her stop talking about it."
Taking advantage of the absence of the crowd, the two of them provoked the Dark Sleeve Hades without permission, and the end was very tragic, but they didn't dare to say anything, so they disbanded on the spot and went back to their rooms.
Calligraphy and painting saw that Wen Chan had been typing non-stop, a little impatience appeared on his usually calm face, and he was sweating profusely waiting.
As the night deepened, people who went out gradually came back, first Xie Zhaoxue and Qiao Yanci, then Liang Yanbei who went shopping with Ah Fu and Qinqi, only Shan Ke and Situ Zhoulan did not return.
After Liang Yanbei came back, he heard the servants in the courtyard say that the dinner had not been served yet, so he ordered the servants to serve the dinner unexpectedly.
Originally, he would have thought that His Highness the Ninth Prince would ask someone to deliver food when he was hungry, but neither Zhong Wenjin nor Wen Chan, who didn't want to stay in the room, had dinner.
The dinner was served very quickly. Although the dishes were light, they were much richer than ordinary people's.
Shan Ke and Situ Zhoulan stayed elsewhere to have dinner with people from other sects. Wen Chan sent Ah Fu out to push Liang Yanbei for dinner on the grounds that he was not hungry, but Zhong Wenjin also did not come for a long time.
Only Liang Yanbei, Xie Zhaoxue and Qiao Yanci were left at the dinner table.
"Wait." Liang Yanbei called Ah Fu, who looked a little anxious, and asked doubtfully, "Your master has been eating since noon. After such a long time, why is he not hungry? Could it be because he is unwell?"
Ah Fu thought in his heart that this young master of the Liang family is really smart, he immediately noticed something was wrong, he just came back and saw his master sneezing and sneezing non-stop, he was very anxious.
But Wen Chan repeatedly urged, Ah Fu didn't dare to say anything, he just said, "Young Master Liang, you don't need to worry, my master is fine, he just ate some snacks, and he doesn't feel hungry now."
"I don't believe it." The more Liang Yanbei watched, the more he felt that Ah Fu's expression was wrong, so he simply got up and said, "I'll go and see with you."
Ah Fu didn't say a single word of refusal, and even agreed with it a hundred times in his heart, and immediately turned his head to lead Liang Yanbei.
Wen Chan lives in the main house, the location is near the front, and it takes a short walk to arrive. Before stepping in the door, Liang Yanbei heard a loud sneeze.
"Don't eat it, take it away!" Wen Chan was eating the biscuits that Ah Fu bought from outside, but after taking two bites, the biscuits that hadn't been swallowed were all over the place due to sneezing, no matter how good his temper was, he suddenly lost his temper I was also a little angry and threw the biscuits on the table.
"Young master, at least eat a little bit to pad your stomach." Qin Qi earnestly persuaded from the side.
"It's not like me..." Shuhua felt really uncomfortable seeing him, and couldn't sit still.
"No, just stay here." Wen Chan knew what he was thinking, Shuhua always wanted to go out to find Situ Zhoulan, but he stopped him every time.
Calligraphy and painting still wanted to fight for it, but they were interrupted by the door suddenly pushed open as soon as they opened their mouths.
Ah Fu walked in quickly, "Young master, let the calligraphy and painting go, what if something happens to your body?!"
Hearing Ah Fu's voice, Wen Chan turned his head to look, and wanted to ask about the situation outside, but saw Liang Yanbei who came in after Ah Fu, and the words he wanted to ask were stuck in his throat.
He stood up, there was still some liquid in his dark eyes from sneezing, which was bright against the candlelight, and he asked in a daze, "What are you doing here?"
"What's the matter?" Liang Yanbei walked slowly, looking Wen Chan up and down.
Wen Chan couldn't say that he wanted to plot against others, but in the end he was plotted against, so he could only answer with a sneeze.
"Tang Yixiao?"
"If it's not him, who else could it be?" Wen Chan snorted.
"Shan Ke seems to have told you not to provoke him?" Liang Yanbei went to the chair and sat down, raised his brows slightly, and smiled, "It's good now."
Obviously it was Tang Yixiao who went too far first! Wen Chan wanted to refute, but as soon as he got emotional, a strange feeling came to his nose. After taking two deep breaths, he pretended not to hear, and said, "Mr. Liang, what's your business here?"
Liang Yanbei didn't say a word, but smiled, put his hand on the table, and tapped his fingertips lightly, thoughtfully.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Wen Chan just wanted to ask again.
He turned his gaze, glanced at the biscuits with two bites on the table, and said, "Master Wen, this is not your home. If you don't eat dinner, you will be hungry in the middle of the night and have nowhere to look for food. You can carry it if you are hungry all night." Can you live?"
Naturally, he couldn't bear it, and Wen Chan was most afraid of being hungry.
Wen Chan sneezed and said, "I can't eat with my current appearance."
Liang Yanbei took out a wooden box the size of a fingernail from his sleeve, and when he opened it, there was a vermilion pill inside, and handed it to Wen Chan, "Eat this."
"What is this?" Wen Chan didn't reach out to take it.
"Detoxification, you'll be fine after you eat it." He wrote lightly, seeing that Wen Chan didn't pick it up, he simply took Wen Chan's hand, stuffed the wooden box in, and urged, "Eat quickly."
Naturally, Wen Chan would not doubt the authenticity of the medicine, but he did not expect Liang Yanbei to be so kind to him.
A kind of medicine can cure a kind of poison, the more powerful the medicine, the more kinds of poison it can cure, the rare panacea can cure hundreds of poisons, Liang Yanbei only said that it is detoxification and let him eat it, and he took it with him Things, obviously this medicine is quite precious.
Wen Chan didn't see Liang Yanbei at all, and without saying anything, he ate the pills with the herbal tea on the table.
"It may take a quarter of an hour to fully detoxify. I'll have someone bring in food for you. You must eat it. Do you hear me?" Liang Yanbei's eyes were full of seriousness, waiting for his response.
As soon as Wen Chan raised his eyes, he fell into his eyes. With a thought, he looked away in a panic, and replied in a low voice, "Thank you, Mr. Liang."
Liang Yanbei smiled suddenly as if remembering something, "There is no need to say thank you between you and me."
Between you and me, why bother to say thank you.
In his previous life, Liang Yanbei was dressed in a red dress with a snow sword, and his fair handsome face was stained with a little coquettish blood. He killed all the assassins who wanted his life for Wen Chan, and then said this sentence to Wen Chan.
He didn't like to hear Wen Chan's thanks, it was the same in past and present lives.
Wen Chan couldn't control the rhythm of his breathing, and couldn't answer the conversation. Until Liang Yanbei went out, he didn't dare to turn his head to look at him, for fear that he couldn't suppress the emotions that were about to come out.
After Liang Yanbei left the table over there, Xie Zhaoxue also felt that something was wrong with Zhong Wenjin, so she greeted Qiao Yanci and walked to the room.
Zhong Wenjin's temper was much more irritable than Wen Chan's. He was so angry that he sneezed repeatedly on the table. He wished he could go out and fight Tang Yixiao immediately, but he was afraid that he would poison him to death silently, so he was alone in the room. Sulk.
As soon as Xie Zhaoxue entered, she saw wooden chairs scattered all over the floor and asked, "Zhong Wenjin, why did you kick the chairs like this?"
Zhong Wenjin turned his head and saw him. For some reason, he became even more angry. He let out a rough breath, "I can kick if I want to, what does it have to do with you?!"
"This is not Zhong's Mansion, you are too rude." Xie Zhaoxue leaned over and picked up the chairs, put them away one by one, and came to Zhong Wenjin, "You are sitting here alone, why don't you go eat?"
"I don't want to eat! Don't bother me!" Zhong Wenjin turned his head to the side angrily, and said viciously, "Get out!"
On weekdays, Xie Zhaoxue would definitely not listen to such a tone, but when he was away from home, he was a generation older than Zhong Wenjin, so for some reason, he was a little more indulgent, "There are few people at the dinner table tonight, you can eat more when you go .”
"I said I don't want to eat!" Zhong Wenjin was so angry that he slammed the table again, and sneezed several times, pulling the wound on his chest and causing excruciating pain. He couldn't help covering it with his hands, showing a painful expression.
Xie Zhaoxue said in shock, "Are you injured?!"
"No, no!" Zhong Wenjin was a little terrified, quickly took his hand away, and put it on his lap guiltily.
"Let me take a look." Xie Zhaoxue had already decided, and reached out to pull his clothes.
Zhong Wenjin covered it quickly, "I'm fine! You don't need to meddle in my own business!"
His complexion darkened, and he pulled Zhong Wenjin's hand away involuntarily.
Zhong Wenjin naturally didn't want him to see his wound, so he frantically blocked it, but Xie Zhaoxue's strength was great, and his martial arts were much better than Zhong Wenjin's, so he easily restrained his hand and pulled his clothes away.
The snow-white gauze wrapped around the chest was very conspicuous. Xie Zhaoxue took a deep breath when she saw it, paused for a moment, and then asked softly, "What's going on?"
Zhong Wenjin struggled to break free, closed his clothes, took a few steps back, and said guiltily, "I accidentally threw this a few days ago, and the front was scratched a bit, so I tied a gauze."
"You still refuse to tell the truth?" Xie Zhaoxue asked in a deep voice.
His answer was only silence.
Xie Zhaoxue stepped forward again, "If you don't tell me, I'll take it apart and have a look."
Zhong Wenjin hugged his clothes and ran away, rushing to Wen Chan's room.
Coincidentally, he ran into Liang Yanbei who had just left the house. He saw Zhong Wenjin rushing into the Zen Zen room quickly, followed by Xie Zhaoxue, with a puzzled expression, turned around and walked back.
As soon as Zhong Wenjin entered the door, he yelled, "Master Wen, save me!"