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Hearing footsteps, Lu Chai instinctively turned his head.

...

It's quiet all around.

Quiet enough to hear the snow melting on the branches, the spring water rushes, and the sunlight penetrates the dead branches in winter, and the arms generally surround the exhausted body.

Lu Zhui squeezed half a piece of wild fruit and looked at Xiao Lan with an innocent look. His hands were frozen halfway, neither eating nor not eating.

He was really hungry, even dizzy.

Xiao Lan felt a pain in his heart. Thousands of words stuck in his throat, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only stretch out his hand and hug the thin body tightly into his arms-he was very regretful, and I don't know why he was so negligent and let him Scarred in hiding in the middle of the mountain, he actually had to fill his hunger by picking up wild fruits on the ground.

Lu Chai leaned on his chest and asked, "Where are the others?"

"Everyone is okay, don't worry." Xiao Lan patted him on the back, "I will take you out first."

Lu Zhui bored and agreed: "Yeah."

Xiao Lan warmed his warm and cold cheeks with his palms, picked up a wild fruit from the branch, wiped it clean, and handed it over: "I came out too quickly without any dry food. This thing is too cold. Let me take a few bites slowly. Don’t be hungry."

It was just a word, but Lu Zhui was sour when he heard it, and it was a rare grievance-he wanted to cover up the past, but he expected this grievance to be turbulent and surging, and he couldn't stop it. On weekdays, the black and white eyes were red, and I didn't want him to see it, so I turned my head very fast and said softly: "Let's go."

Xiao Lan didn't speak either, only took off the cloak to wrap the person firmly, and hugged him and jumped up the cliff.

A horse was waiting halfway up the mountain, carrying the two of them like flying with four hooves, which looked like a white lightning from a distance. Lu Chai was hungry and sleepy. He was taking care of him this time. He just wanted to close his eyes and sleep peacefully, but he thought that the people from the Mingyue Tomb were still searching the mountains, so he should not be careless, so he clenched tightly. Fists let the nails pierce into the palms, trying to make myself more awake.

Seeing this, Xiao Lan slowed down, gently spread his fingers, re-wrapped it in his palm, and whispered in his ear: "It's okay, go to sleep."

Lu Zhui retracted his face into his cloak.

The sound of the wind in my ears became smaller and smaller, and finally it fell into silence. He slept peacefully this time, or simply said it was drowsy, with endless dreams, one after another, from the bumpy horseback to the soft cotton wool, it seemed like someone was talking in his ear, but he couldn't hear what it was. The warm and sweet porridge was fed into the mouth little by little, and the dry and stinging stomach finally warmed up, so people finally relaxed and limp, just want to sleep like this for ten or twenty years.

Xiao Lan covered him with a quilt, and said to Lu Wuming who was on the side: "Senior, go out first."

Lu Wuming sighed and got up out of the bedroom.

Tao Yuer and his party are also resting next door. At the beginning of that night, when Li Lap was rescued, everyone escaped from the Mingyue Tomb behind a huge rock, and then went around in a big circle before returning to the city of Shuangshuang to make peace with Xiao Lan.

After Ah Liu placed Lin Wei in place, he turned around and wanted to go back to the mountain to find Lu Chai, but Xiao Lan had already rode out of the city first, and Lu Wuming followed closely behind him and went into the mountain to find someone. And the reason why Xiao Lan and Lu Chase went smoothly in the mountains was because Lu Wuming had cleared two groups of Mingyue Tomb disciples in front.

"How is Young Master Lu?" Yue Dadao asked.

"It's okay, it's a bit collapsed," Xiao Lan said, "You can get back after a few days."

"Yeah." Yue Dadao nodded and said angrily, "That old witch is really hateful."

Tao Yuer said, "Thank you, Daxia Lu for taking in."

"Ms. Tao is polite." Lu Wuming shook his head, "If Mrs. did not push Mingyu down the mountain, I'm afraid he has already fallen into the hands of Aunt Gui. It should be Lu Xiefu."

Yue Dadao asked: "Can I go in and see Master Lu?"

"Let Mingyu rest for a while, and you will decoct the medicine with me." Lu Wuming ordered.

Yue Dadao agreed and went downstairs with him. A Liu also went to the other side to take care of Lin Wei. Xiao Lan poured a cup of tea and asked, "Mother, has something to say?"

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that Lu Wuming is in the city?" Tao Yuer frowned.

Xiao Lan said, "Senior said that he didn't want anyone to know his whereabouts."

"Can't even say I?" Tao Yuer looked unhappy.

Xiao Lan said: "I must do what I say, make a promise, this is what my mother taught me when I was young."

"You!" Tao Yuer put down the tea cup again.

Xiao Lan tentatively asked: "Have my mother had any grudges with Senior Lu?"

Tao Yuer did not want to answer his question.

Xiao Lan looked at her, as if she must wait for an answer.

Tao Yuer's red nails were deeply embedded in the wooden table.

It's hard to talk about grievances, but she didn't want to see Lu Wuming.

For the junior, she can barely hide her thoughts, but if the person opposite is Lu Wuming, and she wants to hide the abacus and struggle in her heart, it is almost impossible.

She used to be crazy and wanted the red lotus cup and wanted to open the Mingyue Tomb. In order to avenge Aunt Gui, and to prove to the people of Wu Nianya that he was the best candidate for the head, Master did not look away. For this purpose, she was willing to pretend to be a husband and wife with Lao Li Li and stayed anonymous in the royal city for many years. She only waited for Yunqi's palm technique to be practiced, and even her only son hardened her heart. I wish I didn't have this son at all, and blamed him when he was born, and hated him for alienating himself and getting close to Aunt Gui.

Although knowing that this hatred is unreasonable, she didn't want to suppress it, and even wanted to burn the prairie prairie with anger in her heart-when reason was swallowed, the weakness would disappear, and she didn't want to lose a second time.

The heart is surrounded by layers of hard armor. After a long time, even oneself can deceive it, as if it is invulnerable and indestructible.

It's just that all the illusions were cracked on the day Xiao Lan appeared in Wangcheng. She found that she still loved her son, just as she loved Xiao Yuntao back then. It was an uncontrollable trend. Family affection and love were both hot. .

She almost hurriedly fled to Wushuang City, wanting to wake up again by relying on the red lotus cup, but before she could breathe in the future, she met Lu Chai again. The naive child at the time has grown up, and the sufferings did not make him sophisticated, and the whole person is still clean and warm. This kind of warmth makes her love to pity and make her find that she is cruel after all, and treats him as a complete Tool of.

"Mother?" Xiao Lan was a little worried, "Are you okay?"

Exhausted, Tao Yuer shook her head slightly: "Fine, let's just leave it like this for now. Let me talk about it first, what have you found in the city these days?"

Xiao Lan pulled up the chair and told her about the golden beast.

Tao Yuer frowned: "Your story..."

"Mother, do you think it's incredible?" Xiao Lan said, "Senior Lu also treated me as nonsense, but that day we saw a dark shadow drill into the dry well."

"Then what?" Tao Yuer asked.

"Senior Lu has sent someone to guard the house, and there is no news yet." Xiao Lan said, "Has my mother ever heard similar rumors?"

"How can there be such a monster who feeds on gold and silver." Tao Yuer shook her head, "I'm afraid that someone is secretly messing up."

Xiao Lan said, "Whether it is a human or a ghost, I will check this out."

"What about Mingyue Tomb, what are you going to do?" Tao Yuer asked again, "Qiu Peng has been injured by Lin Wei. Although he was only blinded, he has always looked at his face like life, I am afraid that he will die at this time. the difference."

Xiao Lan said: "If he is really abolished, according to my aunt's usual personality, I am afraid that the young disciples of the Eagle Claw Gang will be from the Mingyue Tomb from now on."

Tao Yuer sneered: "It's wonderful that a dog bites a dog."

In the next room, Lu Chai woke up from his dream. He suddenly sat up but was a little dizzy. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it randomly, making the silver hook by the bed rattle.

Xiao Lan pushed open the door, sat on the edge of the bed and held the person in hand: "What's the matter?"

Lu Zhui decided to look at him for a long time, only to regain some clarity in his mind, and asked, "Where is this?"

"The inn, everyone is here, it's safe." Xiao Lan said, "Senior Lu is going to decoct the medicine for you."

Lu Chai breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes half-closed, and a splitting headache, so he habitually retracted into his arms and put his hands around the firm waist.

"It's okay." Xiao Lan stroked his back with his palm, "Don't be afraid."

Tao Yu'er stood by the bed, feeling a little bit unspeakably surprised.

She had never thought that her son would have such a gentle expression and voice.

It happened that Lu Wuming was also carrying the medicine bowl and came in from outside with Yue Dadao.

...

"Can you take medicine first?" Xiao Lan asked him.

Lu Chai shook his head.

"Obey." Xiao Lan wanted to help him sit upright, but instead he was hooked tightly around his neck.

Perhaps it was because of being in a coma and being weak, because of a half-dream and a half-awake, Lu Chai was a rare occasional time.

The rest of the room was silent.

What are you doing?

Xiao Lan couldn't laugh or cry, but she couldn't bear to pull him away, and only patted him on the back: "Senior Lu has boiled the medicine for a long time, and it becomes hot when it is cold, obedient."

Hearing the three words "Senior Lu", Lu Zhui felt that he should be more sober.

But it was too comfortable to be held by him, confused, and really didn't want to be sober.

After a while, Lu Wuming really didn't understand why his son kept putting his head in Xiao Lan's arms. This picture was really unreadable, so he coughed twice and said majesticly: "Mingyu!"

Lu Zhui: "..."

There was dead silence in the room.

Lu Chai suddenly pushed Xiao Lan away and sat upright, knocking his head heavily on the bed frame.

"Ah!" Yue Dadao was taken aback, "Is the son okay."

Except for Lu Chai, who was holding his head, the others all looked at Lu Wuming by appointment, and they all wrote the same meaning in their eyes, either straightforward or euphemistic-look at you.

...

Lu Zhui's face remained as usual: "Father, Mrs. Tao."

Tao Yu'er took the medicine bowl from Lu Wuming and fed it to him one by one, "How do you feel?"

Lu Chai answered calmly: "It's okay."

"I also discussed with your father when you were in a coma," Tao Yuer watched him take the last sip of the medicine, and handed the empty bowl to Xiao Lan. "When you get better, I will send you to Chiba City. There is no discussion about this."

Lu Zhui agreed, "Okay."

"If you were so obedient." Mrs. Tao breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with her veil.

Everyone in the room was looking at him, his eyes burning like a glow on his back, Lu Chai closed his eyes: "I want to sleep for a while."

Lu Wuming looked suspicious, and wanted to say something, but was dragged out by Yue Dadao.

Xiao Lan squatted by the bed and asked in a low voice, "Should I stay?"

Before Lu Zhui had time to speak, Lu Wuming turned back first, standing at the door like a god, and reaching out, "You, come out."