In the horizon, the sunset glow enveloped the entire sky. A blood-red sunset slowly sank into the mountains. On the ground, a brown carriage was slowly moving along the ancient road, leaving two trails and dust flying everywhere.
The carriage stopped in front of a courtyard house. The handsome man who was driving the carriage jumped off the shaft and called out softly,"Young Master, we're here."
Just as the man was about to lift the curtain of the carriage, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck. It turned out that the white-haired man he had picked up halfway was already awake.
The white-haired man's hand was wrapped around his neck. Even though the white-haired man was very weak, he could still feel the biting cold killing intent. It was the same feeling as when he first met the young master. Cold and merciless, he was like an Asura envoy from hell.
Perhaps influenced by the bloodthirsty killing intent, the youth in the carriage suddenly opened his eyes.
At this moment, she met the white-haired man's eyes that were like those of a trapped beast. They were bloodthirsty, lonely, and desperate, but they also carried a strong desire to live. His action seemed to be telling the youth in the carriage that even if he was on the verge of death, he could still drag his master and servant into hell if they posed any danger to him.
At this moment, the young man was extremely shocked. He looked at the white-haired man as if he was looking at him from his previous life.
He didn't do anything wrong, but because he blocked someone's interests, he was constantly hunted down, forcing him to grow rapidly. She had been forced to become the cold-blooded Blood Fox Empress from an ignorant girl.
Even at the last moment of his life, when he was trapped in Shengshi Building, he did not lower his head and chose to die together. It is better to die than to live in shame.
Being at the peak of the world, it was truly lonely at the top…
The white-haired man looked at the dazed youth and felt the sadness emanating from him. He could not help but ask in a daze,"Can I trust you?"
His voice was hoarse, and these words seemed to have used up all his strength.
The young man's eyes were filled with heartache as he pulled away the hand that was holding the handsome man's neck and gently held it.
He was so similar to him in his previous life.
In this life, she had been freed, but he was still on the verge of death. So she wanted to help him!
Many years later, the young man was still glad about his decision today. The youth said gently to the white-haired man,""I'm Ran Yunchu!"
The white-haired man glanced at Ran Yunchu with a glint in his eyes as if he was confirming something. After a while, he opened his mouth and fainted.
Young Master, I'm sorry!" When the handsome man saw the white-haired man pass out, he lowered his head and apologized to Ran Yunchu. "This subordinate was careless."
"It's okay. After all, this matter is not something you can control.”Ran Yunchu comforted the handsome man. He seemed to have thought of something and asked,"Ziqian, is there still no news of brother? Why do I always feel like he's around?”
"No!" Ziqian replied.
Young Master had left three years ago. Only Miss still believed that Young Master was not dead. She had been persistent for so many years and had never given up on searching.
"Oh!" Ran Yunchu was a little disappointed.
He picked up the unconscious white-haired man and went to the master bedroom of the courtyard house.
"Ziqian, bring my medicine box in.”
Ziqian looked at Ran Yunchu's thin back and felt his heart ache. He was clearly only thirteen years old, but he sounded like a thirty-year-old, and his style was as if he had experienced many vicissitudes.
His parents died young, his elder brother went missing, and he had to take care of his younger sister. It would be fine if it was the Ran family's eldest daughter, but she had to pretend to be her deceased brother. As a boy, the responsibility on her shoulders would be heavy.
Ran Yunchu placed the unconscious white-haired man on the bed and began to take his pulse.
"Young Master, let me do it!" Ziqian said. After all, there were differences between men and women.
After saying that, he opened the medicine box that came with him.
"Let me do it. Your medical skills are not good enough.”Ran Yunchu said lightly.
After checking the pulse, she tore open the white-haired man's blood-stained black robe and looked at the sword that had pierced through his chest. If it was slightly to the right, it would definitely pierce through his heart. Fortunately, her willpower was strong enough, and she was lucky to meet him.
"Ziqian, go prepare some herbs to replenish blood. He has lost too much blood.”Ran Yunchu said as he continued to treat the sword wound on his chest. "At the same time, report to me about the recent major events in Hong City. Call the person in charge here too.”
Fortunately, only the chest injury was the most serious. The rest were superficial injuries.
" Yes," Ziqian replied. Although he felt heartache, he couldn't understand Young Master Ni. He looked at the unconscious white-haired man and sighed. He didn't know if he had triggered the young master's sensitive spot.
Three days passed in a flash. Ran Yunchu finished the last stack of documents, stood up, and stretched his sore neck. Then, he walked out and pushed open the door. He looked up at the sky. The sun had already set in the mountains in the west.
"Young Master." A young girl walked over with a cup of tea in her hand. She looked at Ran Yunchu's tired face and said softly,""This is a refreshing herbal tea brewed by snow dew.”
"Yes." Ran Yunchu took the tea from Xue Lu and took a sip. He then handed the teacup to Xue Lu and walked out."The white-haired man I brought back that day, has he woken up?”
"No, I haven't." Xue Lu replied and took the teacup from Ran Yunchu. She followed Ran Yunchu and said,"But with Young Master's medicine, the external injuries are almost healed. It's only a matter of time before she wakes up.”
Ran Yunchu walked all the way to the room where the white-haired man was placed. On the way, Xue Lu told him a few things that had happened recently in Hongcheng and a few famous people in Hongcheng.
Ran Yunchu walked to the bed and looked at the white-haired man lying on it. At this moment, his face had regained its ruddy color and was no longer as pale as when they first met. He had changed out of his black robe, and his face was no longer as cold as before. He was like a gentle young master.
Ran Yunchu then noticed the man's handsome face and voluptuous figure. He looked like a demon…Ran Yunchu couldn't help but sigh. For some reason, he thought of the sleeping beauty in fairy tales. She didn't know if she would wake up with a kiss.
"Young Master." Standing behind Ran Yunchu, Xue Lu couldn't help but ask,""This young master has been struck by the Tragic White Hair, and the injuries on his body are fatal. We won't cause any trouble by saving him, right?”
Although this young master was very good-looking, wouldn't it be more troublesome if he saved an ingrate? Moreover, how could ordinary people come into contact with this fatal injury and the so-called sorrowful white hair?
"Sorrowful White Hair?" Ran Yunchu asked.
What kind of poison was this? Haven't you seen the bright mirror in the high hall grieve for my white hair?
"Oh, this is a long-lost poison in the martial arts world.”" This poison is very potent," Snow Dew added." The moment it's poisoned, all the hair on my head turns white. I also checked a few medical books to confirm it.”
Ran Yunchu glanced at the unconscious white-haired man. When he took his pulse, he only found that he was poisoned. He did not expect it to be so serious and that it was even lost.
How was she lucky? It was rare for him to do a good deed, but he did not expect to pick up another big trouble.
" Saving a life is better than building a seven-storied pagoda," Ran Yunchu said helplessly." Xuelu, tell them to take good care of him."”
“……”
Xue Lu really wanted to roll her eyes at Ran Yunchu. Why wasn't he so merciful when he took over the Underworld?
Ran Yunchu walked out, and Xue Lu followed behind him. She gently closed the door, and neither of them noticed that the fingers of the unconscious man on the bed moved slightly. They wanted to look away, but they couldn't.
Ran Yunchu wouldn't say that Xuelu's question was actually because of his selfishness. Moreover, did Master have to answer the servants 'questions? Even though she was a little young and wasn't very responsible.
"Young Master." Ziqian walked in from outside and looked at the snow behind Ran Yunchu. He called out,""Miss Xuelu."
Ran Yunchu looked at Ziqian, and Xue Lu nodded slightly at his greeting.
"Tonight is the poetry competition held by Huilan County's County Head and the scholars of Hongcheng County.”"The carriage is ready."”
Moreover, Young Master, you were the top scholar of Great Qin last year. Now that you've come to Hongcheng County, the Hongcheng County King should have already received the news. It's just that he doesn't know where you live yet. If he didn't secretly stop you, the students of Hongcheng would have come to visit long ago.
"How can you not show your face?" Ran Yunchu revealed a smile. Participating in the Hongcheng Poetry Competition was also one of his reasons for coming here.
“……”
Zi Qian and Xue Lu looked at the smiling Ran Yunchu helplessly. Their master was very quiet. All these years, other than being concerned about his brother and sister, he had no interest in anything else. Yet, he had brought back a top scorer who looked like a gentle and refined young master in front of others. Only they understood that only their master knew how to pretend.
"Lulu, come with me tonight!" Ran Yunchu instructed,"Ziqian, you should handle the matters of the netherworld."”
"Yes." Xue Lu and Zi Qian replied.
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