Shang Baiheng was sipping tea, but when he heard this hand shake, the teacup fell to the ground, he stood up abruptly, and asked urgently, "Is there a 'dry' one?"

Yan Xi was so startled by the sound of the teacup breaking that he opened his eyelids, and when he looked at Shang Baiheng, his eyes sank.

Shang Baiheng didn't bother to hide his thoughts at this moment: "Your Highness is suspicious, did the young prince use 'ku'?"

Yan Xi nodded, then turned to Zhou Ci: "I smell a strange medicinal fragrance from Song Beiming's body."

Zhou Ci asked, "How weird?"

Yan Xi said: "The first strange thing is that only I can smell it, and I don't feel the smell is thin, but others don't feel it. The second strange thing is that the smell of medicine seems to relieve the dryness in my body."

Zhou Ci and Shang Baiheng looked at each other, and Shang Baiheng frowned.

Zhou Ci wanted to ask, but Yan Xi was a little embarrassed and didn't give Zhou Ci a chance to speak. He continued, "Physician Zhou, I have heard you say that dryness and glory act as antidotes for each other, and their properties attract and restrain each other. Over the years, I drankMany medicines for reducing fire and detoxification can more or less distinguish the nature of the medicine. Just smelling the fragrance of the medicine, I feel cool and calm. We have been searching for five years, but the medicine smell on his body has such a miraculous effect. I think it must be it?”

Zhou Ci frowned and listened, the more he listened, the more serious his face became.

Zhou Ci has always been broad-minded, and rarely has such a dignified expression.

Yan Xi noticed something was wrong and looked at Zhou Ci.

Shang Baiheng realized something, and his face darkened.

Zhou Ci said: "As early as ten years ago, there was only one pair of Ku Rong left. If the young prince used the Ku Rong and it was still damaged to this extent, it means that the one lost five years ago"Ku' has indeed been eaten, and there may not be any left. The glimmer of hope we hold is gone. And, given our friendship with the young prince, I am afraid that the young prince will not help us in this matter.”

Yan Xi smiled: "Don't be so depressed, didn't we plan to have no antidote long ago? Now that there is a sudden news of dryness, at least it reassures us. This is also a good thing. And..."

Yan Xi wanted to say that Song Beiming's medicinal fragrance had a soothing effect on him, but whenever he thought of the smell, he had a strange reaction, so he immediately pursed his lips.

Zhou Ci hurriedly asked: "And what?"

Yan Xi changed his tone: "Besides, 'Ku' can't match again, and the little prince can't help us match Ku, so what difference does it make if he helps us or not?"

Shang Baiheng and Zhou Ci exchanged glances in silence, neither of them felt relieved.

Yan Xi returned to the room, closed the door, and leaned against the door.

When he reached a place where outsiders could not see, he took a deep breath and raised his hand to unbutton his robe.

hot.

too hot.

Just now, his underwear was wet with sweat, and even the heart clearing soup he had just drank couldn't suppress the sudden fire in his heart.

What's even more frightening is that drinking clear heart soup tonight is not very effective.

Song Beiming's medicinal taste quenched his thirst and hooked his greed. After being away for a long time, it aroused the enthusiasm of "Rong".

Both humans and animals are greedy.

"The dry and the prosperous counteract each other and attract each other..." Yan Xi pondered, suddenly startled, and thought of a word—drinking poison to quench thirst.

Temporary antidote, long-term drug.

Reason tells Yan Xi: Stay away from Song Beiming and quit in time.

But there was a demon in his heart that was tempting him, saying: really want to use Song Beiming by side as a humanoid antidote.

That night Yan Xi didn't sleep soundly, dreaming one after another.

For a while he was in a cool and secluded valley, and for a while he fell into a sea of hot soup and flames. He lay powerlessly under the sky, and was grabbed by the neck by a wild beast.

I can't see what kind of beast it is, it looks like a tiger, a leopard, or a jackal.

Scarlet blood flowed viscously on the white snow, and he pressed against the beast weakly, wanting it to let go.

But the beast's eyes were ruthless, and it bit down hard.

It hurts!

And... weird itching.

And it's not hot anymore, so refreshing.

Yan Xi wanted to get rid of those sharp teeth, but he was a little bit reluctant, but the beast stared at him, and kept going.

My neck is so hot!

The bean-sized sweat slid down, slid down the side of his face and into his neck, soaking his collar and cotton mattress, and his body was completely soaked.

Yan Xi's palms were sweaty.

The side of the neck was burning, as if someone was blowing air at that position, and it seemed that it was about to be bitten off by animal teeth in the next moment.

Yan Xi leaned her neck helplessly, grasped the bed sheet tightly, twisted her legs tightly, struggled unconsciously, and kicked over the spring stool at the end of the bed.

Shang Baiheng slept late today.

He has gone through the medical books collected in recent years several times, but there is still no clue about "Kurong".

He was frowning, and turned to flip through "The Legend of the Snow-Treading Army", when he suddenly heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground next door.

"Clang!"

Shang Baiheng rushed out of the room without thinking.

Shang Baiheng knocked on the door, but seeing no reply from inside, he shouted: "Wei Yu, are you alright?"

Like a dying fish, Yan Xi finally heard the voice of the world.

He woke up drenched in sweat, staring at the top of the bed in a trance, thinking for a moment that he had died again and returned to modern times.

For five years, he didn't want to go home for a moment, as if in another world, he heard someone calling him.

"Wei Yu? Your Highness? Are you okay?"

Yan Xi understood that it was Shang Baiheng's voice, only to realize that she was still in the book.

He slid down tears amidst the hot body, and his heart was cold.

Five years later, my hometown has gradually become blurred, the examination room of the college entrance examination has become a mirage, and that goal is still out of reach.

The grievances that he had endured all day reached the peak, and his heart felt astringent in an instant, and he called out softly, "Teacher..."

There are only two teachers and students living in the small courtyard, so they don't pay attention to locking it at ordinary times.

Shang Baiheng heard Yan Xi's hoarse voice, thinking that Yan Xi was sick, his heart tightened, he pushed the door open and went in.

The moonlight of the fifteenth day can illuminate the shadows of people through the window paper.

Yan Xi saw an anxious figure approaching, stopped in front of his bed, and bent over to visit him.

He raised his wet fingers, pinched Shang Baiheng's sleeve, and said extremely wronged: "Teacher, I feel uncomfortable."

Yan Xi has never been so vulnerable, and has never presented her weaknesses to others like this.

He looked up at Shang Baiheng wistfully, tightened his fingers, and moaned in sweat, "Teacher..."

Hearing this tone and breath... Shang Baiheng froze.

Shang Baiheng is an extremely intelligent person.

He immediately noticed Yan Xi's sweat, and understood Yan Xi's torment, he could even understand that Yan Xi was so wronged and fragile that she was about to cry, and she desperately needed comfort.

In the blink of an eye, he keenly understood that at this step, if he took this step, the friendship between him and Yan Xi as a teacher and student would be exhausted.

His mind was spinning, and he was extraordinarily awake. Heaven and Man struggled for a long time, which turned into a few heavy and heavy gasps.

Shang Baiheng squeezed his fingers so hard that his palms were broken.

He is so smart and calm, he even thought of those few times in the past few years when he avoided Yan Xi for no reason.

He said to himself: Yan Xi is your student.

He clearly heard a voice of desire saying: You want him.

Shang Baiheng ruthlessly examined his own heart, his consciousness judged the current situation condescendingly like a saint, and soberly analyzed the pros and cons.

In this sweltering night, Shang Baiheng said cruelly to himself: Teachers value their virtues and careers, and regard them as teachers.①Shang Zhidao, don't be a teacher in vain.

So he said coldly: "Your Highness, I know that you have worked hard for five years, but five years have passed, and you have endured a lot of pain and patience. Are you going to bow to the power of the medicine today?"

Yan Xi was already a little dizzy from the heat, he choked up softly: "But, today...is very uncomfortable."

Shang Baiheng said cruelly: "Today is very difficult, but tomorrow will be even more difficult. The world does not change because of personal circumstances. At this time your mood is broken, but you will always be sober in the future. Your Highness, you have always had your own opinions. If youYou are really defeated, have you thought about how you will face today's you tomorrow?"

Yan Xi listened with torment. He understood, but he didn't fully understand.

In the damp sweat, he clenched Shang Baiheng's sleeve with his hands.

Shang Baiheng tugged at the sleeves and refused to move forward. He continued: "Your Highness, when the medicine stone is always effective, your mind will be calm and cool. I taught you the Qingxin Sutra. It may help if you recite it more. Your Highness, your aspirations are in the high mountains and in the far continents, don't be controlled by foreign things."

The frosty moonlight fell on them through the paper.

Shang Baiheng stared at the fingers pinching his sleeve, listening to the ups and downs of panting of the two people in the room, he was silent in a gloomy manner, with blue veins on the back of his hand, he forcefully pulled out the sleeve that Yan Xi was pinching.

He didn't say anything more, and walked out of the room without stopping.

Today is April fifteenth.

Shang Baiheng walked to the courtyard and looked at the full moon for a long time.

The moonlight is so white and bright, don't know if it's an illusion, this is the most beautiful moonlight he has ever seen.He clearly realized that perhaps in this life, he would never see such a beautiful moonlight again.

More than an hour passed.

Yan Xi gradually regained consciousness.

He sat up slowly, and found that somewhere under his body was wet.

Although he is an adult, this is the first time he has encountered such a thing, staring at the white window paper in a daze.

His consciousness returned, and his eyes and ears became clear. He knew that Shang Baiheng was standing in the yard and guarding.

That was his teacher, and the only person in this book who really planned for him.Just now, with just one thought, the teacher-student friendship between him and Shang Baiheng would collapse.

His teacher is absolutely calm.

He doesn't have to wait until tomorrow, he can understand what the teacher said now, even if nothing happened, he already feels very ashamed now.

He took off his clothes with a cold face, went around to the cubicle, stepped into the cold water, sank to the bottom, and fainted in the water.

In this way, he woke up completely after a shock.

He was suffocated in the water until he couldn't breathe, and then he broke out of the water with a splash. He heard the sound of the night wind in his ears. He sat upright in the water, and his body's dryness slowly subsided.

Yan Xi had water hanging on his eyelashes, he raised his hand to cover the side of his neck, the events of today slipped through his mind, and locked on the scene of Song Beiming approaching his neck during the day.

This is the instigator who made him suffer so much today—the good and bad Song Beiming.

"Yanxi, remember, what happened today is the guide for what will happen in the future." Yan Xi said coldly to herself in the silent night.

Yan Xi got up early in the morning, he hadn't recovered from the embarrassment of last night, he stood outside Shang Baiheng's room for a while, without saying hello.

He walked toward the door in a deserted manner for a week, and then left the small courtyard.

Standing outside the small courtyard was a young man wearing the county king's python robe. The young man was slightly shorter than Yan Xi, and his face was five points similar to Yan Xi's, especially his eyebrows and eyes, which were almost the same shape.But with such similar facial features, it doesn't make people feel that the two are related.

However, Yan Xi's eyes are cold and unruly, while that person is sensitive and worried; Yan Xi's temperament is like a lonely plum and Aoxue, and that person is like a narcissus.

Two completely different people.

The man was dressed in princely attire, bowed deeply to Yan Xi, and said: "Xuan Yin has met His Highness."

When the other party stood up straight, Yan Xi looked at the large burn on the left side of his face: "Have you received the notice?"

Xuan Yin bowed his head and replied: "I received it. I will be a country with the status of His Highness soon after I am humbled. I came here today to bid farewell to Your Highness. Thank you Your Highness for allowing me to avenge my blood. If I go to Laizhou, I will definitely let those who burn meIf the shameless ones pay the price, they will also find out those gangsters who harmed the scholars and obstructed the fair scientific examination. Rest assured, Your Highness, the humble official will rule them with the law, tooth for tooth, law for law, and return the Yuedong examination room to a clean and upright atmosphere."

Yan Xi nodded: "That's very good. One more thing, you have to keep an eye on the Iron Works and the Shenji Camp, this matter is very important."

Xuan Yin replied: "Your Highness, don't worry, Xuan Yin will die forever to repay His Highness and Mr. Shang's life-saving grace."

Yan Xi: "You and I just do things according to our conscience and aspirations, so there is no need to always say thank you. In the future, Yuedong will be six hundred miles away from Jingdu, and you can make decisions on your own within my orders. Xuan Yin, in Jingdu these twoYear, you did a great job."

Xuan Yin bowed deeply and couldn't get up for a long time, then said with a choked voice, "I still have one thing to ask for my humble position."

Yan Xi was slightly startled, and asked: "As long as this king can promise, I will make the decision for you."

Xuan Yin said: "A lowly position knows that talent and learning are only enough to be admitted to the bottom of the list, and Xuanyin's number one scholar was tested by His Royal Highness. The Jinshi answer sheet is brilliant in writing, which is beyond the reach of a lowly position. Xuan Yin, who is now famous all over the world, is entirely due to His Highness's talent.The name of Xuan Yin, I really dare not use it in a lowly position, I implore Your Highness to give it a name."

Xuan Yin is not a person who talks a lot, today's words are true from the bottom of his heart, he bowed deeply, anxiously waiting for Yan Xi's reply.

Yan Xi smiled slightly in the morning light: "You have regained a new life and reshaped your career, so let's call it 'Qi'."

"Xuanqi—" the other party read the name, and shed tears of gratitude, "Thank you, Your Highness, for giving me a new life."

Yan Xi said: "Xuan Qi, let's go."

Xuan Qi bowed his head and stepped back, walking straight for a long distance before his sinking heart came to fruition.

He has always known that his little master is thoughtful and skillful; he also knows that the little master has clear rewards and punishments, and clear rights and responsibilities.

Last night he got the order from Zhiguo, but he didn't get the specific authorization, so he couldn't sleep all night because of anxiety.

Bearing Yanxi's identity, he enjoys great honor, and he also enjoys the glory of the number one scholar Xuan Yin for nothing. He has obtained the benefits of both ends, but he has not given the corresponding credit.He is like an ant on a hot pot, afraid that one day Yan Xi will find a new substitute and abandon him.

He knew he had to make a statement.

Now he has nothing but the identity of "Xuan Yin".

Surrendering this name is the best way to show loyalty.

Fortunately, his little master accepted it.

start!is a good word!

The little master gave him a new life!

Xuan Qi has strengthened his determination to follow the Seventh Prince, the grace of saving life, the grace of knowledge, and the grace of revenge are all to be repaid by death.

From today, he is no longer Xuan Yin.

Yan Xi walked out of the imperial mausoleum and walked a long way quietly.

Shang Baiheng got up early, sat in the room, and only walked out of the room when he heard Yan Xi had left.

He looked at the pale sky and said softly to himself, "It's time for me to go on a journey."

The author has something to say:

① "Teachers attach great importance to their virtues, and regard them as teachers." From "Book of Northern Qi · Wang Xinshu": "Yang Min values his virtues; he regards them as a teacher."

I finished writing another big stalk in the copywriting.The next stalk is coming soon, hehe.

Pre-received article "Secretary Lin Resigned":

Lin Nian was an ordinary college student who got the offer from the Secretary of the President of Pei Group through brutal fighting.He joined the job at the age of 20, worked hard for six years, and became a first-level secretary.

He wears several hats:

During working hours, he is the meticulous chief secretary of the Pei Group;

After get off work, he is Pei's house servant;

At night, he is Mr. Pei's bed warmer.

The work of the bed warmer exceeds the labor contract.

The first time he performed his duties, when the button of his clothes was unbuttoned, he raised his hand against the CEO; also at that moment, he closed his eyes, soberly calculated that it was more important to keep his job, so he acted obediently.A temporary stand-in, and respectfully act as if nothing happened the next day.

He raised his salary the next day, and the price was clearly marked, and he was innocent.

When he got the salary slip, he smiled coldly, knowing that he had another use to make money.

Is it good not to mention it?Compared with those big and small stars waiting eagerly to be summoned, I have a stable source of business.

To be a man is to be content.

Lin Nian won the honor for six consecutive years.

After six years, it was the third time to change the contract. Facing the lifetime contract that everyone dreamed of, Lin Nian shook his head and said, "I don't want to renew the contract. Let's call it a day, Mr. Pei."

Then, he just walked away and started his own business and enjoyed life.

When Mr. Pei received the "Application for Resignation", he said firmly: "Tell him, don't even think about coming back after you leave."

Unexpectedly, Lin Nian really left.

Mr. Pei thus began the long journey of chasing his wife.