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Chapter Five: The Spring of the Ming Dynasty

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    A day later, Tang Yanchu changed Yue Ruzheng's medicine again.  When she unwrapped the bandage, she still couldn't help frowning and grabbed the edge of the bed.

    "It's not too swollen anymore." He looked at the wound carefully, and said, "Fortunately, it's cold, so it doesn't fester very badly."

    Yue Ruzheng bit her lower lip, moved her right foot slightly, and couldn't help gasping for air.

    Tang Yanchu raised his eyes and said: "It hasn't fully grown yet, so don't use force, or the wound will open again."

    Yue Ruzheng nodded helplessly, and he used his feet to re-bandage her.  She once wanted to bend down to do these things by herself, but she was afraid of touching his sensitive and delicate heart, so she could only watch his every move quietly.

    After Tang Yanchu finished bandaging, he turned sideways to pack the medicine box.  Yue Ruzheng looked at his profile and said, "Xiao Tang, did you meet any strange people on the way to Beiyandang?"

    He was startled, then turned around and said, "How can it be considered strange?"

    "Uh For example, those with knives and sabers in the rivers and lakes."

    Tang Yanchu said: "No."

    Yue Ruzheng looked at the roof thoughtfully, Tang Yanchu closed the medicine box, put down his feet, turned around and said, "Are you afraid that someone will come to inquire about your whereabouts?"

    Yue Ruzheng came back to his senses, and said: "You also saw that I escaped here after being injured"

    "It's nothing." Tang Yanchu didn't seem to think much about it, "The things in your world have nothing to do with me."

    "But I'm afraid that people from the Valley of Elysium will come after you and hurt you." She frowned, and then sighed again, "I lost my Gufang sword when I fell down the hill that day, and now I don't even have a self-defense weapon.  It's all gone."

    "Valley of Paradise?" Tang Yanchu read it once and raised his eyebrows, "What place is it?"

    Yue Ruzheng said solemnly: "The Bliss Valley is located in the southern Jiangxi mountainous area, full of miasma of snakes and scorpions, and the owner of the valley, Mo Li, is especially good at poisoning. It should be said that besides the Seven Star Island in the East China Sea, the Bliss Valley is the second place in the world today.  place of trembling."

    As she said this, she couldn't help but think of the things about Seven Star Island and Paradise Valley that the master mentioned before.  If it is said that Moli in the Valley of Bliss is famous for its poisonous techniques, then Wangqing Pavilion on Qixing Island swept across the rivers and lakes with its vicious double swords.  These two places are difficult for ordinary people to approach, and they dare not approach them.  However, he was reckless for a while, which provoked the people in Bliss Valley, and gave Mo Li a chance to make trouble.

    Thinking of this, Yue Ruzheng sighed softly, and seeing Tang Yanchu's brows with a hint of displeasure, he hurriedly said: "But don't worry, if they chase after me, I will try my best to protect you."

    Tang Yanchu lowered his head and put on the straw sandals, and said, "Do you think it's interesting to fight and kill all day long?"

    Yue Ruzheng was taken aback, as if no one had ever asked this question, and she had never thought about it.  She was adopted by her master since she was a child, and she practiced sword and martial arts in Meilin every day, and sometimes she would draw her sword at each other when encountering injustice. Her Gufang sword was once stained with blood and lost her life.  But she never thought about why she wanted to live in this world.

    She thought about it seriously for a while, and said: "Although the life in the rivers and lakes is full of dangers, I like the kind of days when I ride horses and whips, call friends and friends, and enjoy friendship and enmity."

    "Happy kindness?" Tang Yanchu raised his eyebrows and said with a sarcasm, "I really can't understand your thoughts."

    Yue Ruzheng said: "Little Tang, you've been living in the mountains, so naturally you don't understand. The life of deciding the outcome on the edge of the sword and comparing the superiority with the edge of the sword is actually very exciting."

    Tang Yanchu slowly raised his head and glanced at her. For some reason, Yue Ruzheng felt that his eyes were full of disdain, as if the life she yearned for was just a boring trick in his eyes.

    Yue Ruzheng felt a little awkward in the atmosphere, so he changed the subject and said, "What about you? What do you do for a living?"

    "Collecting herbs." He answered two words very simply, paused, stood up and said, "I can't do anything else except this."

    Although the two could not reach an agreement on the topic of life in the Jianghu, Tang Yanchu was not unhappy.  He never seemed to laugh or get angry, everything was indifferent, extremely indifferent, as if no matter what happened, he could not arouse his mood swings.

    He is like a lake thousands of feet deep, clear and transparent, but it is difficult for anyone to reach the depths of the lake.

    In the afternoon, he went down the mountain with a basket of herbs on his back.  Yue Ruzheng waited for a long time before he returned home.  But for some reason, he didn't take off the bamboo basket on his shoulders, but carried it in front of her after coming out of the kitchen, and then squatted down quietly.

    A scabbardHe looked down at his sleeves, but there was no sign of sadness.

    Yue Ruzheng still wanted to ask more questions, but he said: "I'm going to dry herbs, you sit by yourself, and call me in when you want to go back to bed."

    Yue Ruzheng was stunned for a moment, but he had already turned and left.  She didn't know if her question just touched his mind again, so she didn't call him anymore.  I just sat in front of the Linglong window and watched quietly as he walked to the center of the yard with a bamboo basket on his shoulders, then sat on the ground, picked out clusters of herbs with his feet, and laid them out one by one in the sun.

    The pale golden sunlight shone on his body, casting a layer of warmth on his dark blue clothes.  But his eyes were always as cold as ice and snow.

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