My Darling Sick Beauty

Ember Year felt as if he had known him all over again today.

When Jiang Zheliu was in a high position, he wouldn't have so many lighthearted jokes. His icy coldness was as famous as his strength. Therefore, even in the year of embers, on the surface, he was told to be more serious, but he was actually relieved.

At least not being hurt by that group of people, it is already a pleasant surprise.

Jiang Zheliu's injuries were too severe to be healed, just like every time Wen Renye went in to check, these meridians had been shattered and tangled together, like a mess of woolen yarn. In this situation, any problems with him belong to the normal category, not to mention that his vision is only a little blurred.

When Ember Year said these words, Jiang Zheliu didn't react, and a pair of dark and cold eyes looked over quietly, and he could not see any change in his mood. But Wen Renye on the side listened seriously and irritably. He had to look at Jiang Ziliu, and finally his eyes stopped between his eyes, and he couldn't move.

Ember said: "Jiang Xianzun, if you don't want to become blind, just stay with me. I have to take a lot of medicine for an incurable disease like yours. I happened to write a diet therapy and medicated diet recently. Books, let the ginseng doll cook for you. As for the consultation fee... how can the younger generation ask for the old love of the Immortal Venerable, this is a major event that can prove that my medical skills have reached the pinnacle."

Jiang Zheliu nodded, knowing that in his mind intractable diseases were rare, and both cures and cures would be helpful for medical repair, so he asked another thing: "Ginseng baby? They are not as high as the boiler. "

"Don't worry," Ember said, "Senior Jiang will be retained by their cooking skills."

He spoke confidently. But Jiang Zheliu has been fasting for many years and has no memory of the taste of human food, so he doesn't particularly believe this sentence.

Next, the medical sage chatted in front of him for another hour, explaining all kinds of plans clearly, and explaining all kinds of plans, medicinal pills, and systems with passion and confusion. In the end, Jiang Zheliu was really tired of listening. He pressed his chin and felt sleepy, so he could only casually make two casual noises, but when he occasionally raised his eyes, he saw Wen Renye's eyes lit up, his expression serious, and he nodded seriously.

...to listen so intently?

The little devil's purple eyes often change due to light and emotions. When Jiang Zheliu looked at him at this time, he felt that the eyes belonging to the royal family of the devil world were extremely beautiful. A rare gem with an extremely pure sense of focus.

He looked at the other party for a while, then stretched out his hand to pull Wen Renye's sleeve, and when he saw the other party turned his head to look at him, he said, "Do you understand?"

Wen Renye said sternly: "Although he is complicated, I am still very talented."

"What did he say?"

"What he means is," Wen Renye said solemnly, "even if you are a bubble, as long as you protect it layer by layer on the outside of the bubble, you won't be broken."

Jiang Zheliu: "...the metaphorical ability is quite strong."

At this moment, Ember Nian finally finished speaking all the words, took a sip of water to moisten his throat, and then shouted, letting the two Taoists enter the temple to clean up the room, and turned to Jiang Zheliu on the other side and said: "There is a medicine pool behind the Danxin Guan, which is just right for you to continue to use the Jade Soul Cultivation Pill. In addition..."

When he said this, he remembered that the Jade Soul Cultivation Pill was the treasure of the Demon Realm. He glanced at Wen Renye again, and said while thinking, "You... Which one of the Demon Realm Royal Family? Are you familiar with Demon Lord?"

Ember has been researching new medicines in Danxinguan all the year round, and only occasionally goes out to collect wind, mostly to the human world, and he doesn't know much about things from all walks of life, such as the change of the master of the devil world, although he has heard of it, he actually remembers his name. Can't stop, let alone remember physical features.

However, because Jiang Zheliu had used the treasure of the demon world, and Wen Renye's purple eyes were very conspicuous, Ember Year felt that this should be a big demon with a high status, and it was estimated that he didn't know what was going on by the beauty of Xianzun. Gu live... Not to mention the demon race, even Ruizinian himself, when approaching Jiang Zheliu, felt that it was too much a test of his strength.

Wen Renye frowned and said, "I am the Demon Lord."

"Oh, you are... ah?" Ember Year was halfway through when he realized what the other party had replied, and he was stunned for a moment.

He thought for a while, then slowly turned his head to look at Jiang Zheliu, and said with sincere admiration, "...Senior is like this, and he can even sacrifice himself to stabilize the demon world. This selfless love really makes the younger generation very impressed."

Jiang Zheliu was also watching Wen Renye, and appropriately showed a slightly surprised look, but he didn't look so shocked. He thought about it and replied, "Well... as expected of me."

Wen Renye's level was even lower than that of his father back then. There is nothing unexpected about the change of honor and the orderly succession. The surprise is...

"Honored lord," he changed his name fluently and raised his eyebrows, "Jiang Zheliu is ashamed of his selfless love for me."

Wen Renye stared at his dark and dull eyes, and leaned closer. There was a faint scent of pine and cypress on him, mixed with the devilish energy, and it almost surrounded Jiang Ziliu.

The little devil's breath was soothing with a hint of apprehension, his thin lips pursed tightly, and he maintained a very precise distance that Jiang Zheliu would not avoid. After approaching, he whispered: "It's not selfless love, it's me who wants to circle. live with you and support you."

Jiang Ziliu looked at him and asked, "Then what?"

Wen Renye rolled his Adam's apple, and said with a hint of tension in his tone: "...then take it by force and take it back to the demon world."

Jiang Zheliu wanted to laugh a little, but he held it back, reached out and poked the little devil's head, and said, "Okay."

Wen Renye didn't expect that he would agree, so he was stunned for a moment, and then was stabbed in the forehead, while holding the other's cold and slender fingers in the palm of his hand, he added: "...I am a demon, who kills without blinking and eats people. Without salt, can you be afraid?"

The two of them communicated so smoothly that Ember Nian couldn't find a chance to interject, so he could only write down the required amount on paper and hand it over to Wen Renye, but according to his observation just now, what kind of treasure from the devil world made Wen Renye Taking it out for Jiang Xianzun to eat as jelly beans is probably worth it.

In the next two or three days, the Ember Year completely saw the hobby of this new Demon Venerable—

He rearranged Jiang Ziliu's room like a nest.

Originally, every room of Dan Xin Guan was clean and simple normal furnishings. But Wen Renye... this demon is too picky. Everything has been replaced, and even the floor is covered with a layer of fleece blankets, with gold and silver threads to seal the edges. As soon as the door is opened, a luxurious and romantic style blows out.

Jiang Zheliu was sitting in the room, she was the most precious one in the room, and she looked amazing in every detail.

But none of that matters, until the year of Ember discovers a cabinet of...clothes.

There are forbidden immortal robes and robes, as well as cloaks and cloaks made of pure precious fur, as well as some brightly colored robes, and Taoist robes with pearls and gems as jade buttons, all kinds and countless.

One day, during a routine pulse check, he watched the deer following Senior Jiang open the closet, and carried a black velvet cloak that was expensive and unspeakable in the world of self-cultivation, and he said casually: "Let me see today's miracle Liuliu..."

…the place is filled with a rotten spirit jade breath.

Jiang Zheliu calmly accepted the status quo. It wasn't a day or two that Wen Renye liked to build a nest beside him, and A Chu had a little habit of dressing up for him, so it wasn't too hard to accept. It's okay, it's okay, his mentality has long been very indifferent, there is a kind of serenity that can be very peaceful even if he goes to the ground tomorrow.

Chang Gan and A Chu both followed him. They were in the second carriage and did not ride with him. As soon as Chang Gan came over, he was attracted by the cooking skills of ginseng dolls, and has been stealing from the kitchen recently.

A-Chu is different. A-Chu likes to circle around him the most. If he has something to do, he will come over to take a sip, and then happily do other things. Instead, he doesn’t seem to be serious about his practice, but he is sucking him. This is very serious and professional.

A-Chu sat by the window and dispensed medicine according to the doctor's orders. He collected many bottles and jars of medicinal pills, wrapped them in paper, and divided them into portions for each meal. Then he reached out and touched the side of the bowl of the medicinal meal and felt that the temperature was right. After that, he staggered to Jiang Ziliu's side and handed him the bowl.

Although Jiang Zheliu's eyesight is not as good as before, he still likes to read books, especially in the year of embers, where there are a lot of **** stories, he still hasn't lost his last fun.

Jiang Zheliu took the medicated meal, felt the weight, and felt that the two ginseng dolls might be trying to feed him fat, how could it be more than once.

But they do cook deliciously. Jiang Zheliu ate slowly and gently, while listening to A Chu muttering to count the days, and finally seemed to have finally counted, and blinked: "Brother Shenxian, is it time for you to take a medicinal bath today?"

Jiang Zheliu paused, looked up at him, his eyelashes were white and slender, and trembled slightly.

That Wen Renye is not here today because...

"Brother Wenren seems to be waiting for you in Yaochi!" A Chu held his face and winked at him, "Can you guys do this, that, that, and then I'll... oops!"

He was knocked on the head by Jiang Ziliu.

Jiang Zheliu said slowly: "You should read less of the books here."

A Chu looked at him while he was talking and flipped through the illustrated pornographic book, puffed up his face, and whispered: "Then brother is still reading."

"I'm expanding knowledge." Jiang Ziliu said solemnly.

Ah Chu: "Uh...then I, I'm just pure lust...hey...don't fight, don't fight again, you'll be stupid qaq..."

——

In the year of embers, there were many spiritual plants raised around the medicine pond, some of which were nocturnal spiritual plants that did not see sunlight, and most of them would bloom.

Next to Lingzhi is a pool made of white jade. The water temperature inside has been adjusted, but it is still a little hot.

When Jiang Zheliu felt sleepy, his knuckles were held by both hands, and the little devil stayed by his side, reminding him in a low voice not to fall asleep, otherwise the effect of the medicine would not be absorbed well.

The water ripples and the texture slowly spreads out. Two lamps were lit next to the medicine pool, and the lamp stands were decorated with flowers, plants and vines.

"...Second visit from the Demon Realm?" Jiang Zheliu reluctantly cheered up and recalled following the other party's words, "Is that kid you?"

Wen Renye didn't expect the other party to mention that time, but felt that he was a child: "I was already very good at that time."

Even now, in front of Jiang Ziliu, he sometimes shows a little bit of youthfulness.

Jiang Zheliu thought for a long time before he remembered that he really came forward to end his provocation, and said casually: "...I really did it with you? If my mood is any worse, you will die."

Wen Renye held his hand, stared at the long snow-white wet hair on his shoulders, and said in a low voice, "You won't, that's the time to repair with the demon world, how can you kill."

Jiang Zheliu finally remembered the scene of the other party's first love, but in his memory, it was really a very vague and trivial thing. Compared with this Wen Renye, there was a wonderful sense of illusoryness.

"Just because of this?" Jiang Zheliu said, "You hold too much vengeance."

Wen Renye's words froze for a moment: "...It's not revenge, it's..."

He stared at the other party's dark eyes, his heart that was already good began to beat again, and he tossed a few deer to death. Every time he was in front of Jiang Ziliu, he was very exhausted, and finally he couldn't help but gently rolled his Adam's apple. , reached out to cover each other's eyes.

Jiang Zheliu's eyes darkened, but he didn't react: "...What's the matter. Don't let me say it?"

The other party's breathing was a little short, full of urgency and an ambiguous mood that was hesitant to speak.

His hands covered Jiang Ziliu's eyes, and he felt a pair of snow-white slender eyelashes gently rubbing against the palm of his hand. Wen Renye held his shoulder with the other hand, and pressed it against his shoulder through a layer of wet thin shirt.

The body under the palm is thin and fragile, and even the thickness of the bones can be traced one by one. But he didn't dare to move. He felt that he was nervous to death. Saying such words was more urgent and nervous than leading the big demons to fight in the Xuantong giant gate. The origin is hoarse and heavy, as if giving all of his affections and letting him torture him on the apex of his soft heart.

But how could Jiang Zheliu be that kind of person? He noticed the change in the atmosphere, and followed him for a while. He didn't rush him, but asked softly, "...Can't I look at you?"

This sentence made the Lord Mozun, who was cowardly with his first love, recover the topic, and explained to the other party's ear: "You look at me, I dare not say anything."

Jiang Zheliu's ears were a little hot, maybe it wasn't because of the other party's breath, but his own ears were a little hot.

"I'm not holding grudges." Wen Renye said, "Actually, I'm..."

His words paused again, as if those words seemed like a hurdle. Wen Renye cursed himself for being unpromising in his heart, but as soon as he saw this person, he was so unpromising, he couldn't think of anything in his mind.

After a few breaths, Jiang Zheliu felt a very soft touch fall on the eyebrows, a tight kiss that took a lot of courage, and passed quickly like a dragonfly. The other party's blindfolded hand gradually moved away, but the breath became more and more hot.

He heard Wen Renye's voice, which sounded hoarsely and softly in his ears.

"You... do you understand?"

Jiang Zheliu slowly opened his eyes, and saw the other person staring at his eyes—the purple glow, full of dedication and sincerity, even if he didn't say it, he had already pulled out his heart.