Then, Mu Qianye heard a crackling sound coming from above his head, mixed with the sound of tiles shattering.

After a while, the door opened again. Duan Qingkuang came back. His originally neat clothes were a little messy, his hair was a little messy, and his face was covered with some mud.

"Ye'er, let's continue." Duan Qingkuang continued to take a bath for Mu Qianye.

"I think you need a wash more than me." Mu Qianye said seriously: "Are you bullied by your senior brother?"

Mu Qianye asked suspiciously.

Duan Qingkuang listened to the movements of his hands, "He is even worse than me."

Is it her illusion? Why did she feel that two children were fighting for candy and then fighting?

Another room, it was not in good condition.

Duan Henshui leaned on the bed, while Xiahou Zhaixing stood beside the bed with a basin. None of the two moved, no one spoke, and his face was full of embarrassment.

Duan Henshui was fainting before, and Xiahou Zhaixing just wiped his body for granted. Now Duan Henshui is awake, but he can't move around casually. If the wounds are broken, it will be troublesome if it is broken.

What's more, all the fingers of his hand were shattered. Although Ouyang Mingxuan's medical skills and the saliva of the guy Hunqiu were likely to recover, it would take at least half a year.

"I, let me help me with the medicine..." After a long time, Xiahou Zhaixing finally spoke.

"Why are you so embarrassed to bother you? It's better to let the hunchback come in..."

"He is very thick-handed and thick-legged, afraid he will hurt you..."

In fact, Mu Qianye gave orders to others and were not allowed to interfere. Anyone who was serving Duan Henshui with close responsibilities must be done by Xiahou Zhaixing!

"This..." Duan Henshui's originally pale face turned a little red.

Xiahou Zhaixing placed the basin beside the bed, then reached out his hand, preparing to take off Duan Hengshui's clothes. Because he was injured, Duan Hengshui was only wearing a loose outer shirt.

It was obviously a very easy-to-dismiss the clothes, but Xiahou Zhaixing took them off for a long time but couldn't untie them.

The buttons of the clothes were unbuttoned, revealing Duan Hengshui's chest.

His chest was covered with scars, one by one, and all red, making his entire chest look a little scary.

"Haha." Duan Henshui smiled bitterly, "The last time you applied medicine to me was more than 20 years ago. Time flies so fast, it has been more than 20 years."

"Murder is so old, Xiaobao is so naughty, we are all old." Xiahou Zhaixing couldn't help but think of him back then because of Duan Henshui's words.

At that time, he was still young, and she would never forget his heroic figure in his arms.

"You are not old yet." Duan Henshui said hurriedly: "You were just an eleven or twelve-year-old girl back then."

"Are you still old? You are already in your thirties." Women are no more than men. Men are in their prime at the age of thirty and can still take a ten-room and eight-room concubine.

Women, those who don’t marry until they are twenty years old are already the last one yesterday, not to mention that she is a woman in her thirties and almost forty years old?

"How are you doing these years?" When we met again, Xiahou Zhaixing did not mention the events of the twenty years of separation to Duan Henshui.

"Do you still know my abilities? It's not my turn to suffer any loss." Xiahou Zhaixing replied lightly.

"Then you..." Duan Henshui wanted to ask Xiahou Zhaixing if he had been married in the past twenty years. If he had been married, what about her husband? What about her children?

However, when it comes to the words, I don’t know how to continue.

He had asked Mu Qianye before, and Mu Qianye only knew that Xiahou Zhaixing was single, and she didn't know what had happened before.

"He is married, my husband passed away a few years ago and has no children." Xiahou Zhaixing guessed the question Duan Henshui wanted to ask.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't mention your sad things."

"It's okay, it's all over."

"Before, our worship hall..."

"Don't count!" Xiahou Zhaixing said.

In fact, Duan Henshui was thinking that since she was alone, as long as she didn't mind, she would ask Qingkuang and Ye'er to call her mother. Although she was not old, she would definitely be a good person. I believe Xue'er's spirit in heaven would agree.

Xueer was the only one in his heart, but he still hoped to take good care of Xiahou.

"Of course we can't count, let's forget it!" Xiahou Zhaixing said as he opened the medicine bottle and gently dipped some liquid with his fingers. This is Ouyang's skin reproduction.

Then, Xiahou Zhaixing's hand gently touched Duan Henshui's chest.

Even though the place where the fingers touched was uneven and almost terrifying, Xiahou Zhaixing still couldn't help but blush.

The process of applying medicine has become very long, as if it will never be able to get to the point.

After leaving the Liu family, the group continued to move forward. After leaving Nanyi City, the few people were not in a hurry.

The group came to Shuiyue City.

As soon as I entered the city, the carriage was blocked by crowded people.

"Is something happened?" Leng Yiyi was full of curiosity, then jumped out of the carriage and grabbed a passerby, "Old man, what happened before?"

"He is the female disciple of Old Man Shenji!" The old man said excitedly: "Do you know? Old Man Shenji left a last word before his death, saying that those who received the help of his female disciples could get the world, unify the north wings of the south, unify the Red Wolf tribes in the north, the Miaojiang tribes in the west, and the Chuyue tribes in the south, and the Ryukyu tribes in the east! Do you know who this female disciple is? She is the eldest lady of the Nalan family!"

The old man spoke very excitedly, with pride on his face, "The old man Shenji never made any mistakes in what he said, so this time will be no exception."

"She is not." Yu Muya's face was expressionless, but his tone was very firm.

"How did you, young man?" The old man was immediately unhappy when he heard someone retorting.

"She is not." Yu Muya repeated it seriously.

"You said Miss Nalan is not a disciple of Old Man Shenji?"

"Not bad." It's rare that Yu Muya would speak so cooperatively. Why is he so persistent about this matter? What does Miss Nalan have to do with Old Man Shenji's disciple?

"You want to say that Miss Nalan lied to people? Miss Nalan's lady, what kind of person is that? She is kind in her heart and has made good relationships. Who else would she be!" When the old man heard that Yu Muya slandered Miss Nalan, he became angry.

The old man shouted to the surroundings with anger, "Some people here say Miss Nalan is not!"

All the people gathered around after hearing the old man's words.
Chapter completed!