The spring is cold and precipitous, mixed with the slightest drizzle to moisten the earth.

On the official road was a simple carriage, with a string of wind chimes hanging from the eaves of the carriage.

Lu Feiyue lifted the curtain of the car and watched the drizzle, feeling worried.

They had a mission to go to Cangzhou, and it happened that the detoxification herbs Li Ruoshui needed were also in Cangzhou.

The carriage has been running for two days. Tonight is March 15th, and it is also the first night of Li Ruoshui's poisoning.

Lu Feiyue and Jiang Nian were both worried and a little guilty.

After all, it was they who let Li Ruoshui lead the way, and they felt that they had a bit of responsibility if they didn't take care of the mistakes during the period.

The atmosphere in the car was not solemn. Apart from Lu Zhiyao who was sleeping unsurprisingly, Li Ruoshui also looked at the slightest spring rain outside the window, completely forgetting the sadness of his eyes being red and swollen from crying the day he was poisoned.

Lu Feiyue patted her shoulder with a serious look: "Don't worry, Cangzhou has fire grass, your poison won't last long."

Li Ruoshui smiled back at Lu Feiyue and patted her hand in relief.

"Sister Lu, you don't have to blame yourself. This is my own choice, and it has nothing to do with you."

Jiang Nian, who was beside him, thought of her dejected appearance on the day of the poisoning, and couldn't help but leaned over and asked her.

"You were so sad before, why is it like nothing is happening now? I heard that the poison is very powerful."

Lu Feiyue covered his mouth, glared at him, and turned to Li Ruoshui with an apologetic smile: "He has a bad mind, don't take it to heart."

"It's okay." Li Ruoshui was inexplicably cold, and he put down the windshield: "I was afraid at first, but nothing has happened for the past two days, so I naturally relaxed."

By the way, she pointed to Lu Zhi, who didn't know if she was sleeping or sleeping: "He said that he had been poisoned before, and there was nothing particularly uncomfortable except for the cold."

Li Ruoshui had read the original book and heard Lu Zhiyao's story of being poisoned, and his heart had already relaxed a lot.

After all, he didn't see much discomfort in the book when he was injured, he just covered an extra layer of quilt.

Lu Feiyue shook her head in disapproval: "I can't be careless, I can't stay in the carriage tonight, I have to find a place to rest."

Li Ruoshui nodded, but his mind was not on this.

Compared with poisoning, she is more worried about gambling with Lu Zhiyao now.

Logically speaking, she must have won, but this person doesn't play cards according to the routine, what should she do if she insists on swallowing the sword?

The man beside him who seemed to be asleep suddenly moved, his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was about to open in the next second.

Li Ruoshui looked into his eyes, remembered his childhood, and couldn't help sighing.

When was young, temperament was a little distorted, and when grew up, it became even more distorted.

And he curled his lips and smiled like his mother, is this the power of blood?

"You're looking at me again."

Lu Zhiyao leaned against the wall of the car and moved slightly, and the front of his clothes spread out a little, revealing the small mole on his collarbone.

Some people are born with chain bones and look good.

Li Ruoshui looked away and replied as usual: "Yes, you look good."

For some reason, she always promised him this, so that she would turn her head to look at him when she had nothing to do, and it had become her habit.

The spring breeze blew into the car along the car curtain, and the rain was much lighter, and it was dense like fog beads.

It won't rain tonight.

The carriage swayed forward, pressed through the quagmire, pressed through the grass, and finally stopped in front of a ruined temple.

They rest here tonight.

The temple was in disrepair for a long time, with several holes in the roof and water accumulated in several places in the temple. Several people went to the open space in front of the Buddhist altar to rest.

They lit the dry wood they had picked up and baked cakes and steamed buns in a circle.

After a day's drive, Li Ruoshui and the others were already hungry.

Except the road is far away.

He just ate a steamed bun at random and sat aside, tapping his fingers lightly on the pillar, holding a steamed bun in the other hand, not knowing what he was doing.

"Look at this Buddha statue." Jiang Nian looked around, his eyes fixed on the stone Buddha next to them.

This Buddha statue is missing half of its face, leaving only one eye and a pitiful smile.

Jiang Nian pretended to be afraid and approached Lu Feiyue, put his head on her arm slightly: "Will there be anything strange at night?"

Lu Feiyue straightened her back, looked at the Buddha statue carefully, and found nothing strange.

"There's nothing strange... your head, move over!"

She glanced at Li Ruoshui quickly, a little embarrassed, and hurriedly reached out and pushed Jiang Nian away.

Jiang Nian has a restless temperament. He used to be in front of Li Ruoshui, but now that he is familiar with it, his nature is revealed.

He glanced at Lu Zhiyao, called Li Ruoshui in a low voice, and asked.

"you and him……"

Seeing Jiang Nian winking, Li Ruoshui immediately shook his head, then remembered his task, nodded hesitantly, and pointed to himself.

Gossip is human nature, even a serious and self-disciplined person like Lu Feiyue can't help but raise his eyebrows, a little surprised.

The details of getting along with people are difficult to interpret. She has been catching fast for so many years. She can see clearly who is in love with whom, but she can't feel Li Ruoshui's preference for Lu Zhiyao at all.

But she was poisoned for him, and it seemed that Xinyue was justified.

Lu Feiyue sighed in an old-fashioned manner, and it turns out that love is the most difficult, hard to judge and hard to break.

Compared with Lu Feiyue's uncertainty, Jiang Nian immediately believed it, maybe because he felt the same way. In his eyes, Li Ruoshui was like an unrequited friend who needed to be solved.

"Look at it, I'm the same, just get used to it."

He comfortably stuffed the baked steamed buns into Li Ruoshui's hands, and turned his head to start scones.

Li Ruoshui looked at the browned steamed buns in his hand and was speechless. She and he were obviously different in essence.

She turned her head to look at Lu Kao who only ate one steamed bun, and sighed: "The steamed bun is baked, do you want to eat another one?"

"Need not."

Lu Zhiyao not only has a small appetite, but also has a low appetite.

Sweet, salty, spicy, numb, he can eat them all, but none of them are his favorite.

In the past few days, they had eaten dry food. They also thought about having a big meal when they arrived in Cangzhou. They were thinking about delicious food in the carriage. He was the only one who listened to everyone with a smile, but he was not very interested.

It is really hard for Li Ruoshui to imagine that there are people who are not interested in food.

Li Ruoshui got up and walked to his side, kneeling with both hands and bending over to watch him tap the fingertips of the pillar, a little curious.

"what are you doing?"

Feeling the long hair falling beside his ears, Lu Zhi's lips curled up when he was sitting, and he suddenly increased his palms and patted the beams and columns. During the vibration, a soft thing just fell on Li Ruoshui's head.

"what"

The collar was grabbed by Li Ruoshui, Lu Zhiyao withdrew his hand, relaxed his shoulders and let her grab it, with a smile in his words.

"I'm baiting cats."

An orange-and-white tail hung down in front of Li Ruoshui's eyes, she was suddenly relieved, and let go of the hand holding his collar.

"It scared me to death, I thought it was a mouse."

The two Lu Feiyue, who had stood up originally, sat back again, exchanged glances and did not bother.

Thinking it was a mouse, Lu Zhiyao became interested. He stretched out his hand and pulled Li Ruoshui's sleeve to sit in front of her, looking a little curious.

"It's also an animal, why are you afraid of mice but not cats?"

Li Ruoshui took the cat down from the top of his head and put it on his lap, and gently stroked its neck to relax it.

"How are cats and mice the same, cats are so cute."

Lu Zhiyao suddenly realized and chuckled: "Sure enough, the skin is still very important."

Li Ruoshui broke off a browned steamed bun to the orange cat's mouth. Seeing that it stretched out its pink tongue and rolled the steamed bun into its mouth, he couldn't help picking up the cat.

The depression that has been crushed by life in the past few days is suddenly relieved a lot.

"Who doesn't like good looks."

She rubbed her smooth fur and fleshy cat claws, and the state of talking with Lu Zhiyao was relaxed.

"If you can see it and look in the mirror every day when you are unhappy, your appearance can definitely save your unhappiness."

Lu Zhiyao lowered his eyebrows and smiled, as if the March apricot blossoms were blooming on the branches, the flowers were prosperous and delicate, showing spring and tenderness.

Li Ruoshui said this with a clear conscience. Seeing how he smiled, she really felt cured.

Lu Zhiyao raised his left hand, the tassels of the white jade Buddha beads on his wrist swayed wildly, and the bright red silk sash hung down on the bridge of his straight nose, one red and one white against each other.

His fingertips touched the center of his eyebrows, and then slowly slid down.

"Under the skin, it's just pus, blood and bones, dirty and ugly. The eyes, nose, and mouth are just pieces of flesh piled up. I really don't understand, where is the beauty?"

The room was quiet, his smile was no different from that of the Compassionate Buddha, with the same tenderness and compassion, but his words were shocking.

Jiang Nian silently took out the mirror and looked at himself, and suddenly felt that what he said made some sense.

"What a joke." Li Ruoshui pulled his cold hand down, always feeling that the string of beads was a bit awkward.

"Don't impose your own ideas on others. Everyone on the street is wearing skin, and they don't look at what they see."

Inexplicably feeling a chill, Li Ruoshui realized that he was too relaxed, how could he say such a thing to Lu Zhiyao!

"Of course, some people are highly conscious, like you, who don't care about other people's appearance, but pay attention to their hearts."

Before he was about to say shocking words again, Li Ruoshui quickly took his hand and put it on the cat's back, plush can heal everything!

"You touch it too, isn't it comfortable?"

The orange cat had already been touched a lot more relaxed, but as soon as Lu Zhi’s hand was put up, it exploded as if its tail had been stepped on, jumped up on the Buddhist altar, bowed and threatened Lu Zhi. grunt.

Li Ruoshui: ...

I have never seen such a person who hates dogs so much.

It seems that this is not the first time that he has been treated like this. Lu Zhizhi is not surprised at all, but feels that this is the right way.

"Look, cats won't be fooled by my skin."

Lu Zhiyao said it very naturally, by the way, it is the correct sense of pride to have a kind of own opinion.

Li Ruoshui threw the remaining steamed buns to it, and then rubbed his cold fingertips: "It's a cat, don't force it."

Lu Zhiyao smiled without saying a word. If he had to say it, he felt that Li Ruoshui was very similar to a cat, and he was also prone to frizz if he was too close to him.

But Li Ruoshui can control himself, the cat can't.

It was getting dark outside, Li Ruoshui always felt that the temperature was much lower, rubbed his arms, got up and left.

"I'm going to have a fire."

Hearing this, Lu Zhiyao paused for a moment, rubbed his fingertips a few times, and then raised a smile on his lips.

"It might be warmer to stay with me than to burn."

Li Ruoshui ignored his words and sat by the fire, rubbing his hands and warming himself.

The dry wood crackled in the fire, and occasionally sparks spattered, roasting and roasting, and a sudden tingling occurred in the palm of the hand.

Taking a deep breath, she thought it was a collision with a spark, and she retracted her hand reflexively to check.

Seeing this, Lu Feiyue put down the scones, turned around and pulled out the ointment: "Did you get burned?"

"no……"

Li Ruoshui's palms were clean, not only that, but a knife-like stinging pain appeared in her calf near the fire source, she stood up suddenly away from the fire, and hesitated for a while.

"It must have been poisonous."