"Senior knows the name of me, but he doesn't know the whereabouts of his lover? Yun really doesn't understand."

"You don't understand because you don't understand the feeling of losing. I don't want to inquire, because inquiring will make you confused and I'm scared." Zhou Lan said slowly.

Loss... What flashed through Yun Weichen's mind was Nian Tong's stubborn face. For some reason, his heart shrank violently: "Senior laughed at me. In life, who can live without losing? It's just empty talk."

"For the past ten years, I have wanted to know his whereabouts, but I am afraid of knowing his whereabouts. I know that he is not dead, but I can only tell everyone that he is dead. After more than ten years of inner struggle... In the end, I am just a little woman, how can I bear so much?" Zhou Lan smiled bitterly, "More than ten years ago, his family was destroyed, and the abominable court was unwilling to let him go, chase him, conspiracy, I just wanted to be with Zuo Ke, but later, Zuo Ke fell off the cliff. Since then, I have only heard the news that he is still alive once, but he has never come to me again. I have been waiting for more than ten years."

Yun Weichen paused and said, "Maybe he has difficulties?"

"I know, of course I know that he has his own difficulties. When we are with him, we are chased by officers and soldiers every day. He doesn't want me to be affected by him, so he simply never shows up again... But he never thought that I want to be with him..." Zhou Lan said to the touching part, and tears also flowed down her face.

Yun Weichen took out a veil and handed it to her, saying, "Senior, Mr. Lu is fine. Now he is in Hongxiu Villa. However, Mr. Lu misses you very much. I can see that he is getting thinner day by day. If you want to love but not meet, it must be very hard, right?"

"Hongxiu Villa..." Zhou Lan silently read several times, "Is it the Hongxiu Villa that opposes the imperial court?"

"That's right, I'm also from Hongxiu Villa."

"You are here this time...not just wanting me to meet Zuoke, right?" Zhou Lan asked.

"I came here this time because I hope that you can come forward and cheer up Mr. Lu. He has extraordinary talent. If he only serves with swords all day long, it would be too incompetent. Moreover, I think the seniors are not ordinary people. If you have your help, Mr. Lu and even Hongxiu Villa will definitely be like a tiger." Yun Weichen said respectfully.

"...Will he be willing to see me?"

"Senior, more than ten years have passed, and no one will chase him anymore. He dare not see you because of the past many years ago. I think the best comfort to him now is a pot of hot tea you made with your own hands. What do you think?"

"Okay...I'll go back." Zhou Lan said.

......

After confirming that Tang Xi was not nearby, Qu Yiran hurried to Jisheng's room with the letter. She subconsciously pushed open the door. Perhaps because she was too familiar, she didn't knock on the door.

Then, I saw the erotic scene of Jisheng having just finished taking a shower and wearing only his pants.

Surprisingly, Qu Yiran just opened his mouth wide and didn't even scream. He stared at the perfect curve behind him and stared blankly.

Jisheng frowned, but when he turned around and saw Qu Yiran's expression, he couldn't help laughing.

After all, he was a man, and she wouldn't have any major reaction when she saw him.

"What's wrong? This expression of seeing a ghost?" Jisheng smiled and picked up the clothes and put them on them calmly.

Seeing a ghost? It’s better to see a ghost. She still has a song, why have she ever been afraid of those things? But now she sees the erotic scenes he just finished taking a shower. She can help but not scream loudly. What else do he do?

Jisheng slowly put his clothes on one by one, finally raised his eyebrows, and looked at Qu Yiran and said, "Are you not going to close the door? This wind makes me so cold."

"Oh, oh..." Qu Yiran responded repeatedly and closed the door.

"Where are you resurrected?" Jisheng said.

"No..." Qu Yiran turned his head over with a blushing face, and suddenly thought of something, and suddenly said, "Oh, by the way, I'm having something to do with you."

"What's the matter?" Ji Sheng asked.

Qu Yiran hurriedly took out the letter Niantong sent and handed it to Jisheng, saying, "Ashikun exchanged Mu Yun for his blood of hundreds of poisons to stop the bleeding, and now Hongxiu Villa is refining a new Xiyan poison. Do you think it will..."

"What? The new Xiyan poison..." Ji Sheng frowned, "Have I told you at that time that Xiyan poison is the last poison developed before Xiyan died, but it has not been completely developed yet. The poison effect is only one-fifth of the final toxicity. If a new Xiyan poison is really developed, then..."

Qu Yiran seemed to realize the seriousness of the matter and said, "Can Ashikun's blood really help to refine the new Xiyan poison?"

"I can't say this, but my senior brother has been taking poison since he was a child. Indeed, his blood will have a primer effect. If it is refined, it is possible..."

"Then, is there a solution?"

Jisheng thought for a while and immediately said: "Yes, I have a medicine here that can relieve many poisons, including some poisons in Ashikun's blood. Niantong put this medicine in and relieve the poison in Ashikun's blood. Then Xiyan poison cannot be made. We will develop the antidote in time, or take the lead in refining Xiyan poison."

"Then, I'll write a reply to Niantong." Qu Yiran said.

Jisheng nodded, and looked at Qu Yiran about to leave, but suddenly grabbed her wrist and raised her smile and said, "Wait for a moment, you won't miss it."

"..." The song still had a bad premonition.

"Someone seemed to have just broken in and saw something?" Ji Sheng said jokingly.

"No." Qu Yiran blushed and lowered his head, "Things are not."

"Oh? Then I feel really wronged. I didn't think much about it at first, but now some people don't admit it."

"You... who knows that you took a shower in broad daylight, and it was you who didn't lock the door by yourself..." Qu Yiran said stubbornly, stomped her feet, and took advantage of the situation to break free from Jisheng, blushed and ran out.

Jisheng's palm was still in her warmth. He thought to himself that he had fallen into the hands of a girl after all.

Sure enough, in this world, the saddest thing about heroes is the beauty barrier, and everyone is no exception, including him.

.........

On this day, Niantong secretly ran to the back mountain again. She observed in Hongxiu Villa for a few days, taking advantage of the smallest number of people in this day. It was the best time.

She slipped into the cave alone and walked deeper along the last road. When she saw the sword-casting room, she wanted to knock on the door, but when her hand touched the door, she felt that the door was just a faint hidden. She felt a little strange in her heart, but she continued to push the door open and walked in.

She tentatively walked forward, and suddenly heard a male voice, which scared her to subconsciously shake.

"You're finally here."

Nian Tong calmed down and replied: "Mr. Lu?"

"Come into the room." The man continued.

Niantong walked into the door where Lu Zuke came out before and saw him sitting on a chair, holding an exquisite sword in his hand. He looked at the sword's expression as if he was looking at a baby. Sure enough, he really loved the job of making swords.

"Mr. Lu, are you waiting for me?" Niantong asked.

"When you first came, I knew you would come again," Lu Zuoke said.

"Why does Mr. Lu think so?"

"Because, you are like me, helpless, but you have to be here." Lu Zuke looked at her and suddenly chuckled, "Do you want to ask me how I know again?"

Niantong touched her head, smiled in confusion, and nodded.

"There are common characteristics between people, but when you looked back at me, it really made me more sure that you would come to me."

"Mr. Lu is really amazing. I came to Mr. Lu because I think you must have a story. I want to know... Maybe it is helpful to me. If possible, I think if Mr. Lu has any difficulties, I can also help me. Mr. Lu said just now, I am helpless, just now, but I have to be here. I want to know, what helpless you are?"

"Miss, have you ever been sorry for someone?"

"I'm sorry..." Nian Tong pondered for a moment. If she said sorry, she thought of A Chen and Master Lizi, those who were injured for her, especially A Chen, because Tang Xi is the one who has been thinking of A Chen for many years. However, if she thought about it carefully, she thought of Tang Xi. For some reason, the person she felt most sorry for should be Tang Xi. She thought of how he looked when he expressed his feelings to her, and when he forced a smile later, "Yes, I have people I'm sorry, and many."

"In this life, people have grudges and grudges, and they have to arrears each other. I live to this age and think I never owe others, but I am sorry to be alone. Let me ask you, will you be willing to suffer with the one you love?"

Niantong thought for a moment and shook her head: "Mr. Lu, I don't know what you mean. But I know that when I know that the journey I'm going to face is extremely bumpy, I don't want those who care about me to spend with me, and I would rather refuse them cruelly."

"You are the same as me." Lu Zuke chuckled, but even so, he still looked so gentle.

"Mr. Lu has his talent, why did he just act as a sword-casting person behind his back?" Nian Tong asked.

"Do you think this is not good?"

"...It's not bad, it's just..." Niantong felt that she seemed to have said the wrong thing, and hesitated for a while, but didn't know how to answer.

"Haha, you don't have to be nervous, I'm just asking casually."
Chapter completed!