Chapter 159 Why bother lying to me?

Style: Historical Author: Code word Li ShiqingWords: 3133Update Time: 24/01/12 21:02:41
As soon as Murong Xue and Siyun entered the gate of the manor, two people walked out of the wing on the left and greeted them. The visitors were all women, but unlike Siyun, they were all dressed in short jackets and carrying swords behind their backs. They looked like martial arts practitioners.

Only one of them asked: "Sister Siyun, are you back? Who is this?"

Siyun introduced with a smile: "This Mr. Murong is a friend of the two people who fell into the water just now. I happened to meet him halfway and brought him back to visit him."

The other person nodded and said: "Oh, I see, that's a coincidence. However, the sect master is also true. He left the ready-made medicinal materials in the medicine storehouse of the village unused, and insisted on asking my sister to go and pick them. The newly picked herbs did not go through It’s not easy to dry and bake it.”

"Silly girl, what do you know?" Siyun said with a smile: "The sect master was worried that the cold poison would enter their bodies and cause the disease, so he asked me to go to the mountains to find fresh vine grass. This medicine does not need to be roasted, just decoct it and take it directly. It has the best effect in repelling cold."

When the woman heard what she said, she quickly stuck out her tongue playfully and said no more.

The woman who asked Murong Xue's identity before looked at Murong Xue carefully, and then said to Siyun: "Sister, the sect master is treating the two injured people in the guest house. It seems that one of them has woken up. You go quickly. "

Siyun said: "I understand, don't be busy. Yufeng, please take Mr. Murong to the side room to wait. Chengfeng, go to the General Affairs Pavilion and ask the young men to borrow a set of men's clothes for Mr. Murong to change into. Don't get cold and sick. Secondly, it's a bit indecent to see the sect master like this. As for me, I'll go over and inform the sect master first."

Siyun said this last sentence to Murong Xue. After hearing this, Murong Xue hurriedly handed over her hands: "In this case, I'll have you, Miss."

After Siyun turned around and left, Yufeng led Murong Xue back to the left wing. He first poured a bowl of hot tea for him to drink and sweat, then he sat down and chatted with Murong Xue without saying a word.

It didn't take much effort, and he quickly returned in the wind, holding a set of clean clothes in his hands, with a brand new kerchief hanging on top of the clothes.

Chengfeng smiled and said, "Mr. Murong, the men here don't have any fancy clothes. They only have these coarse shorts. Please make do with them."

Murong Xue hurriedly showed humility and politeness, and couldn't help but thank Chengfeng.

Yufeng went out to fetch a copper basin of hot water and said to Murong Xue: "It may be too late to take a bath now. You might as well wipe your body with hot water briefly and then put on dry clothes. We will wait outside." After that, Pull Chengfeng away together.

Murong Xue didn't care about being reserved at this time, and quickly took off all the wet clothes, wiped them briefly, loosened her hair and wrung it out, tied it up neatly again, and then put on the clean soap-colored short clothes.

After everything was tidied up, Murong Xue opened the door and said to the two girls waiting outside: "I've already done it, thank you two girls."

Looking at Murong Xue, who was dressed neatly and neatly, with a handsome face, Chengfeng Yufeng couldn't help but light up. Yufeng couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, Mr. Murong is so handsome."

Chengfeng, who was older and more cautious, blamed Yufeng and said, "What nonsense do girls talk about all day long? No one is serious. Master Murong, she is ignorant and has many rudenesses. Don't blame her."

Murong Xue was a little embarrassed by Yu Feng, but she said it didn't matter.

At this time, Siyun walked over from a distance. She also looked at Murong Xue for a while, then nodded with a smile: "Young Master, my sect master has invited me."

Murong Xue was worried about the prince's condition, and hurriedly said goodbye, then followed Siyun and walked into the manor.

The two of them walked through the corridors and around the courtyard, and finally arrived at the guest house designed for guests to live in. Siyun was a few steps ahead, greeted the girls with swords standing outside the door, and then led Murong Xue into the inner hall.

Upon entering the room, Murong Xue first saw Shan Tingxian sitting on a chair.

Shan Tingxian's mental state was pretty good at this time. After all, he is a martial arts practitioner with profound skills. Although he was severely worn out after a fierce battle, he recovered much faster than ordinary people.

When he saw Murong Xue coming in, he couldn't help showing a look of relief, nodded vigorously towards Murong Xue, and then nuzzled towards the bed next to him.

Murong Xue followed his instructions and suddenly saw Prince Li Bing lying on his back on the couch, covered with a brocade quilt, his eyes slightly closed.

Beside the bed, a young girl was sitting, wearing a goose-yellow plain flower skirt and a snow-white shawl. Because her back was turned to Murong Xue, her face could not be seen clearly for a while.

At this time, the girl was putting her jade hand on Li Bing's wrist to feel his pulse.

After a while, I heard the girl say leisurely: "Master Li, don't worry. Your body is already weak on weekdays, and you were greatly frightened before. In addition, you were soaked in the river for too long, which resulted in cold poison." It invades the internal organs. Fortunately, the situation is not serious. You only need to lie still for a few days and drink some decoction to get rid of the cold poison."

Li Bing slowly opened his eyes, looked at the girl in yellow, and said, "Thank you, Master, for your rescue. Li... I will definitely repay you in the future."

The girl smiled when she heard this: "What's the reward? It's just a small effort, Mr. Li's words are serious."

After saying that, she gently picked up Li Bing's hand, put it into the brocade quilt, and gently tucked the corners of the quilt.

Li Bing's eyes seemed to suddenly have something in them, and he stared blankly at the other party, unable to speak.

The girl who was called the "sect master" ignored Li Bing's strange expression. After finishing his actions, Shi Shiran stood up and turned around, turning towards Murong Xue, Shan Tingxian and the others.

Shan Tingxian's reaction was not bad, Murong Xue was stunned immediately after taking one look at it.

This young sect master is simply like a fairy descending to earth!

For a moment, an ancient saying appeared in Murong Xue's mind: Its shape is as graceful as a startling giant, and as graceful as a wandering dragon. The autumn chrysanthemums are shining brightly, and the spring pines are blooming brightly. It seems like the moon is covered by light clouds, and the fluttering snow is like the flowing wind. If the shoulders are cut into shape, the waist will be as plain as expected. Fragrance is not added, lead is not controlled. The cloud bun is in E'e, and the eyebrows are trimmed in Lianjuan. Red lips are bright on the outside and white teeth are fresh on the inside. Bright eyes are good at gazing, and the dimples assist in inheriting the power. The body is as fast as a flying duck, as erratic as a god. Lingbo steps slightly, and the socks are dusty.

As if he was used to seeing the man's demented appearance, the sect master said softly: "I heard from Siyun that this Young Master Murong is a friend of Young Master Li and the others?"

Murong Xue came back to her senses and quickly saluted: "Oh! Murong Xue, I would like to pay my respects to the sect master. I would like to thank the sect master for saving my young master's life."

With just this sentence, the sect leader recognized the superiority relationship between Li Bing and Murong Xue. He smiled and changed his name to "Sir" and said: "Mr. Murong, there is no need to be polite. My name is Xiahou Ninghan, and I am the owner of Xianxia Villa. Sir, there is no need to be like Si." Yun and the others call me the sect master like that, which is something our family usually talks about for fun."

Murong Xue nodded in agreement and respectfully agreed.

Xiahou Ninghan looked at Li Bing, who had closed his eyes again, and whispered that it was not convenient to chat here, so as not to affect the patient's rest. Then he led everyone out of the guest house and along the corridor to a pavilion not far away.

There is an exquisite table in the middle of the pavilion. On the table, there are tea trays and fresh fruits, and everything is available. There are also several soft cushions for seats around it.

Xiahou Ninghan motioned to Murong Xue and Shan Tingxian to sit down, and then he slowly sat down on the main seat. Siyun knelt beside the table, playing with the copper pot and charcoal stove, making tea for the three of them.

Xiahou Ninghan remained silent until Siyun brought the fragrant tea to Murong Xue and the others before speaking: "Two gentlemen, please don't be offended. Ninghan has a few questions in his mind and wants to ask for advice first."

Murong Xue and Shan Tingxian looked at each other and responded with a smile: "Sect Master...oh no, Miss Xiahou is too polite, please enlighten me."

Xiahou Ninghan asked loudly: "I wonder where the three of you are employed? And why did you fall into the water here?"

Murong Xue used the identity excuse she had prepared from Luoyi and explained: "We are all wine merchants in Dongdu, and we are on our way to Bianzhou to do business. As for falling into the water, well, that's really It’s a long story…”

At this point, he turned to look at Shan Tingxian, meaning: Next, you can make it up.

Murong Xue's approach reflected his thoughtful side. He had been separated from Li Bing and Shan Tingxian for a while, and they had just met, so he didn't know whether Shan Tingxian and the others had told Xiahou Ninghan about the relevant reasons before. He did not dare to speak easily, but asked Shan Tingxian to speak so that he could listen and cooperate at the same time.

Shan Tingxian, an old Jianghu man, immediately understood Murong Xue's intention and said: "We went smoothly all the way. Unexpectedly, we encountered bandits near Huqiu Mountain. In order to escape for their lives, the three masters and servants He was so panicked that he lost his footing and fell into the water, so he ended up here."

After hearing this, Xiahou Ninghan did not speak, but frowned slightly and tapped the teacup lightly with her fingertips.

When Murong Xue and Shan Tingxian saw this, their hearts sank slightly at the same time, wondering what went wrong.

After a while, Xia Hou Ninghan said calmly: "We met by chance, and I dare not mention any life-saving grace. However, being honest with each other should be the minimum way to communicate. If you two have something to hide and are unwilling to tell me the truth, It’s okay to speak frankly, why bother making up lies to deceive Ninghan?”

Murong Xue said awkwardly: "I wonder why Miss Xiahou said this?"

Xiahou Ninghan rolled her eyes at Murong Xue and said, "Ninghan has learned the art of fortune-telling from his father since he was a child, and his self-confidence in this aspect is somewhat superficial. Just look at the way the two of them behave and talk, showing a calm and calm demeanor. This is obviously How can the demeanor of someone who has been in a high position for a long time be compared to that of an ordinary businessman?"

Murong Xue couldn't help but secretly admire her, and then glanced at Siyun beside her sheepishly, thinking: Your sect leader didn't see how I was crying just now, otherwise he wouldn't have made any calm comments.

Xiahou Ninghan continued: "That Mr. Li is even more remarkable. Even if he is lying on the bed, exhausted, he can't hide his graceful and noble aura. I guess he must have a good status."

The more Shan Tingxian listened, the more mysterious it became, and he nodded subconsciously.

Xiahou Ninghan turned his gaze to him: "Mr. Shan. If Ninghan is not mistaken, you should be a martial arts master with extraordinary skills. How can you be afraid of mere bandits? What's more, with my immortal Xiashan Villa is here, and there is no way that there are gangsters within a hundred miles who dare to harm innocent people, and where do a group of robbers suddenly appear in broad daylight to make money?"