The shadow of the mountain is hazy and the bamboo shadow is empty. The waterside pavilion is the Waning Moon Tower.
The fragrant branches of the parasol tree are connected to the sky, and the leaves are not as beautiful as the purple flowers touched by the hand.
Duan Linqing swayed as he passed the wine cup to Xia Zihou. He was so drunk that he stretched out his hand and said," There's no distinction between you and me between brothers. Come, Brother Xia, cheers."”Xia Zihou stared at the wine cup for a moment before silently withdrawing his gaze and returning it to the book in his hand. No matter how noisy they were, as long as it didn't affect her, she could ignore them.
A bird flapped its wings and flew in from outside the window. She quickly blocked the lark with her sleeve and reached out to take out a thin layer of its feathers. She opened it and saw that Xia Jing's condition was written on it. However, it was not too good. It was getting worse. Duan Linqing saw that she was looking at the thin thing in her hand with a slightly pale expression and staggered towards her.
"I say, Brother Xia, you…what are you looking at? But what happened? Say…say it and let me share your burden.”When Duan Linqing's eyes caught sight of the thin piece, it turned into ashes in her hand. He could only vaguely make out a word. Danger. The sun outside the window gradually lowered. They were only one day away from Xia country. Three days. She would be able to return to Xia Jing's side in three days. She absolutely could not let anything happen to him. He was the only family member who stood by her side.
Duan Linqing frowned. Then, as if he had thought of something, he dragged An Ruoshui, who had been drunk to the point of fainting, out. An Ruoshui had also drunk too much at the time. When she heard that Xia Zihou was in trouble, she flung her wine pot and the two of them ran to the helmsman, requesting for someone to rush to Xia Country as soon as possible. The journey was a day's journey, but because of the two people supervising them, they arrived in half a day. When they arrived, it was already midnight. The riverside of the Xia Dynasty was brightly lit and unusually lively.
"Brother Xia, where are you going? " I have nothing better to do anyway…Sigh, Brother Xia…Wait for me…" Before Duan Linqing could finish his sentence, the man in green had already disappeared without a trace. From afar, he could only see a streak of green disappearing into the bustling crowd. He had no choice but to wave his fan and drag An Ruoshui and the other like-minded people into the boat.
In the cool night, a strong gust of wind slammed into the window of the attic, shattering the window into pieces. Yue Moyan waved the dagger in his hand vigilantly. When he saw that the person was dressed in green and had a birthmark on his face that was half mask and half red, he quickly put down the dagger in his hand. Her lightness skill was not as good as hers. She knew this. She thought it would take close to two months, but unexpectedly, she came out in a month. Young Master would also suffer less. Seeing him endure it every day made her anxious.
"Miss!" Her dagger that was floating in the air suddenly let down its guard, and her eyes were filled with joy.
"Go, invite Liaochen and the others over." Xia Zihou's face was abnormally pale. She had been hurrying along the way, and she didn't even have the time to look at the battle happening over there before rushing over. Her footsteps stopped ten steps away from the Arhat bed. Xia Jing's lips were pale as she lay there, her face covered in sweat. Her delicate brows were tightly furrowed. The wind outside the window howled and blew in, bringing with it a cold chill that blew against the curtains on both sides.
"Jing 'er, I'm back." She mumbled these few words into his ear. After a hundred turns and a thousand turns, she had gone through all kinds of hardships and returned here regardless of rain or shine. The person on the bed did not have any reaction. She took a handkerchief from the side and gently wiped the sweat on his face. Not long after, a few people walked in. Priest Xu Wu glanced at her indifferently. She couldn't tell if he was relieved or a little helpless.
Master Liaochen was carrying some medicinal herbs in his hands, Priest Xu Wu was carrying some ingredients for refining medicine in his hands, and the abbot walked in with a staff in his hand. The three of them looked solemn and holy, and from their tired eyes, it could be seen that the three of them hadn't rested well.
"I didn't expect you to be so fast. If you weren't faster, I'm afraid there would be another person in Fangling Temple. Amitabha." Xia Zihou rolled his eyes at Master Liaochen, who had a serious expression on his face. He carefully handed over the medicine in his hand. Priest Xu Wu only took a glance at it before taking it over. The two of them began to collect the messy herbs. They couldn't alert anyone about this matter, so all the herbs needed were personally collected by a few people present.
Xia Zihou looked at the already blood-red Fiery Phoenix Lotus and was just about to use the Divine Will to infuse the lotus petals into the medicine. Liaochen had already handed over a bowl while his other hand was busy pounding the medicine. The abbot and Priest Void used their internal energy to boil the medicine while Yue Moyan stood guard outside.
"Use your internal strength to disperse this Fiery Phoenix Lotus and condense it into the size of a pearl. Calculating, he would need at least ten years of internal strength.”He had said the last sentence very softly, but Xia Zihou had heard it correctly. It would exhaust nearly ten years of inner energy, which meant that her inner energy would drop to at least the third stage. She caressed the Fiery Phoenix Lotus and activated her inner force. Xia Zihou never stopped his force and her inner force was almost exhausted. She was as weak as a blade of grass and couldn't stand up with a single step. Yue Moyan could feel it too. Just as she was about to step forward, she was stopped by Liao Chen.
"Do not disturb them." Liaochen's sharp eyes blocked Yue Moyan's internal energy, but he was injured by the strong internal energy. He was surprised that this lady's internal energy was so strong.
"Why? Are all of you stinky monks and daoists going to watch my miss exhaust her internal strength?”Yue Mo Yan's anger was rising, these people really didn't care about Miss 'life and death. If Miss didn't have that inner energy, how could she control her Water Curse? If she didn't have any inner energy, she would be like a cripple. How would the young miss deal with herself? She pulled up her sleeves and prepared to go forward to help.
Liaochen held onto her tightly, but he was not as strong as her, and she threw him away.
"There must not be any change in the temperature of this medicine. Otherwise, it will be useless if the medicinal properties are not achieved. Cough, don't cause trouble. This child chose his own path. Even Old Na can't do anything about it.”Liaochen stood at the side and chanted the name of Buddha. The abbot did not say anything. Instead, Priest Xu Wu stood guard beside Xia Jing's bed.
An hour later, the Fiery Phoenix Lotus and the other medicinal herbs gathered together to form the size of a pearl. Xia Zihou's face was almost transparent. She raised her hand and handed the item to Priest Xu Wu. The priest looked at her with pity and helplessness, but he didn't say anything else. She stood nervously by the bed. Yue Moyan brought her a stool so she could sit there and wait.
The entire room was silent. The wind outside the window blew into the room and she could almost hear the sound of her heart beating rapidly. Her hands trembled slightly as she lowered her head to look at the person on the bed with a thoughtful expression. Her expression had already improved a lot. Liaochen and the others had already gone back, and Yue Moyan was still guarding at the side, refusing to rest. A lark flew in through the window, flapping its wings and landing on Yue Moyan's shoulder. It used its sharp lips to peck at the iron ring on its leg, there was a small note inside.
After she took the item from the bird, she no longer played around with the bird like she usually did. When she opened the note, her expression suddenly changed. She took a few steps back in disbelief. Battlefield…As she pondered, she decided to pass the contents of the note to Xia Zihou.
"Miss, there's an emergency in the army."
" Give it to me!" Xia Zihou heard this and his closed eyes suddenly opened. He took the paper from Yue Moyan's hands and quickly read the few words on it. The general idea was that the Xia Dynasty had won, but they had also lost and suffered heavy losses. The 500,000 strong army only had 200,000 left. 200,000! Xia Zihou crushed the paper in his hand. Su Qing!
In an instant, her killing intent poured out. He actually dared to! And she actually left her brothers in the army alone. The killing intent from his body made Yue Moyan's heart ache. What did it mean when nearly 300,000 troops were wiped out? They all understood. The Great Xia Dynasty…was in danger.
"Miss, should we hurry back to the camp?" Yue Moyan asked tentatively. Xia Zihou glanced at her with killing intent in his eyes, but when his gaze landed on the person on the bed again, the killing intent in the room instantly disappeared.
"Wait." She gritted her teeth and waved her sleeves as she sat in front of the bed.
" Miss…" Wait? The young miss was very clear about the war. Victory and defeat could be decided in an instant. Did she really want to use the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers to exchange for that night by the young master's side?
"This king said, wait!" She frowned slightly. If she didn't wait for him to wake up, she would feel uneasy and uneasy, so she had to wait until he woke up. Yue Moyan saw that her expression was getting colder and colder, so he didn't say anything more. He just replied with some words to Yue Baitian to hold on and let the little bird go. He saw Xia Zihou using her internal energy. Wherever the energy passed, the thin curtain fluttered like a breeze. With Miss's martial arts, any martial arts that were slightly superior could kill her. Miss cared too much about Young Master. She didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse for Young Master.
"Young miss, young master is blessed by the heavens. Buddha will definitely bless him.”She sighed slightly and went forward to comfort him. She handed him a cup of hot tea. She nodded and took it. There was a loneliness in her eyes that she had never seen before. She took a sip and handed the tea back while she helped Xia Jing tidy up his slightly messy clothes.
"You can leave now. We'll leave tomorrow morning. He sent a message to her to wait at the Chaoyang Inn four days later.”Yue Moyan saw her back and nodded in agreement. He stepped back and left the room. Xia Zihou rubbed his tired eyes. He looked at Xia Jing and whispered," Jing 'er, you have to wake up before daybreak."”She found a comfortable seat and leaned against the edge of the bed, closing her eyes and falling asleep.
Yue Moyan used the moonlight to light up the window and gently covered her with a fur coat. Xia Zihou opened his eyes slightly and looked at the person on the bed before closing them again. The smoke from the incense burner in the room dissipated into the room. The eight-foot screen in the corner was as white as him. Yue Moyan's steps didn't touch the ground as she lightly used her qinggong to leave the room.
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