Twenty years of entanglement with the flow of time, an uninvited guest (4)

  Chapter Name: Uninvited Guest (4)

  At this time, there were only three people left in the living room: Zong Yanyang and Xue Qing. Yu He and Ming Shi had already left.

  "Snow Qing girl, accompany me to see the General's Mansion, how about it?" Zong Yin stepped forward.

  "The general's mansion is just an ordinary mansion, there's nothing to see. I have something else to do, Snow Qing bids farewell." Snow Qing had a cold face, she didn't like this man who thought he knew everything about the world.

  A powerful move, Xue Qing quickly dodged and immediately followed up with another attack. Xue Qing continuously parried the blows, her speed completely comparable to that of her junior brother Bai Li Miao's.

  Yu and Ming standing at the door felt that their master was being very careful with Xue Qing, but listening to the sound, it seemed like they were doing something in the room.

  Zong Yunyang's martial arts moves were unpredictable and extremely fast, Snow Qing and he exchanged blows as time passed, but somehow they found it a bit difficult to keep up, and in an instant of instability, Zong Yunyang suddenly seized the opportunity to hold her in his arms.

  Settled and focused, Xue Qing forgot about the continuous flow of moves, and with just one palm push, she opened up a gap against Zong Yun.

  "Just testing the young lady's inner strength." He said lightly, brushing his robes, and gave Xue Qing a harmless smile.

  "If the young master is so ignorant of etiquette, then Xue Qing will forgive him." Xue Qing was quite mindful of that one hug, as he had clearly slid his fingers back and forth on her body a few times while holding onto her.

  "When you feel suffocated, it's time to leave." Zong Yin Yang was calmer than Xue Qing, directly stepping out of the door, without hesitation or passion, just like that hug was an accident.

  Xue Qing looked at the complex back of Zong Yin and Yang leaving, perhaps his suggestion was right?

  It was just a moment of hesitation, Xue Qing shook her head vigorously, no, no, Yue Yang couldn't leave her, she couldn't abandon Yue Yang alone, they were born to be tied together, even if it meant sacrificing herself, she had to protect Yue Yang!

  That night, Zong Yin Yang arrived at the study of Yunlu Academy, waiting for Wan Wan.

  Wanwan, who had already fallen asleep, was woken up by Fenghe. With a drowsy face, she looked at Fenghe: "Sister Fenghe..."

  "Miss, Master Yun has been waiting outside for a long time. I'll help you change your clothes now." The maid already had the daytime garment in her hand.

  "Uh." Waking up with a start, it was really painful.

  Zong Yin Yang saw the lazy and sloppy figure walking out of the bedroom, his eyes lit up.

  "Ah, sir." With a yawn, his adorable expression didn't become ugly, but rather more endearing.

  Zong Yin Yang was stunned for a few seconds and somewhat embarrassedly put down the golden needle in his hand.

  Feng He stood guard beside Wanwan, not taking a step back. Zong Yin Yang considered for a moment before slowly picking up a golden needle and inserting it into Wanwan's Baihui acupoint, followed by another needle inserted into the center of Wanwan's eyebrows...

  A series of skilled movements, each needle precise, the wind lotus beside him began to feel a bit tense, holding onto Wanwan tightly. Later, she discovered that Gongzi's technique was indeed very good, and Wanwan didn't seem to have changed at all, her heart slightly put at ease.

  Then Zong Yin Yang began to shuttle back and forth with a few golden needles, increasing the stimulation of the curved acupoints.

  About the time it takes to burn an incense stick, Zong Yin began to withdraw his needles.

  At this moment, Wanwan was almost asleep. Feeling Fenghe about to prop herself up, she immediately opened her eyes: "Ah, Master, is it over?"

  Zong Yin slowly wiped the golden needle and nodded slightly.

  Really can't hold on any longer, Wanwan made a dash for the bed in the room, almost dying of sleepiness.

  Feng He stood up to see off Zong Yin, after all, she was the general's concubine. It would be better to end the needlework early and leave early, besides, it was already late at night, there was no need to invite her in as a guest.

  Zong Yin Yang didn't say much either, he also wanted to go back and rest well, so he left with two guards.

  Before long, a dark shadow floated down from the darkness.

  The newcomer was none other than Pan Yu Yang.

  "General." He bowed respectfully and didn't follow the general into the bedroom. He just stood at the door, guarding it.

  Watching the rapid dreams of Zhou Gong's curved, he turned a thousand times, he didn't know that the emperor of Feng Xiao Guo, who deliberately concealed his surname, was so indifferent to letting him know his identity, and then helped the curved one to administer acupuncture for what purpose. That night, he let Mu Bai travel thousands of miles to explore Feng Xiao Guo.

  He didn't care whether Wanwan remembered who she was or not, he just liked this little girl very much and wasn't in love with her. This time, he simply went along with Zong Yanyang's suggestion to cure Wanwan's illness, if it couldn't be cured, at most he would lose a woman, which didn't matter to him.

  "Tomorrow, Wanwan will sleep in her own room." Pan Yuanyang walked out of the bedroom and gently helped Wanwan close the door.

  "Yes, General." Feng He was delighted and even the spoiled Concubine Yan had never stayed overnight in the General's room, always returning to her own courtyard after the event. This time, the General actually let Miss share a bed with him, so she was naturally happy for her master.

  Speaking of Mei'er, since Wanwan entered the mansion so long ago, Mei'er has not appeared again except for that one time when she took the initiative to find Wanwan, and has been well-behaved in Qiuyi Yard.

  As for Autumn Intent Yard, without receiving the master's order, Mei didn't make any move. She knew about her master's violent temper, although she had a mind to think of him, but it was just in her heart, and she didn't dare to take the initiative to find Pan Yueyang.

  Every night, the brow that tosses and turns is always thinking of Pan Yu Yang and Wan Wan together, with a beautiful face that changes from black to white.

  "You're too careless." The low voice was like a curse that scared Tongtong so much that she knelt down on the carpet with a thud.

  "Qin'er has seen the master." Qin'er's body was tightly pressed against the blanket, kneeling, and she didn't wait for the master to let her get up, she kept this posture.

  It's clear that the newcomer is still angry because of his arrival, and he didn't have any guard against Yin'er. Looking at Yin'er who was still kneeling on the carpet, he sneered.

  "Don't even think about getting pregnant with Pan Yueyang's child." The newcomer seemed to know exactly what Xun'er was thinking, and spoke out the plan that Xun'er had been hiding in her heart.

  "Yes, Rou'er dare not. Rou'er has taken the medicine on time." Rou'er bit her lower lip with her small mouth against the carpet: "I don't know why Master came in the middle of the night, what instructions do you have for me?"

  Someone took out a box from their body and threw it beside Tiantian: "Wait for the right moment to open it." After saying that, he flashed away and disappeared.

  After waiting for a long time, Tong'er was certain that the master had left. She slowly straightened up, picked up the box wrapped in velvet beside her hand, opened it to take a quick look and then closed it quickly. After searching around, she put it away in a jewelry box that was not normally used.

  Curled up in the bathtub, soaking her entire body in hot water: "Comfortable."

  Since moving into the master bedroom, Wanwan felt that compared to her own room, this place was simply heaven. She rested her arm on the edge of the bathtub, her small face facing towards the master who was doing something behind the screen, completely still.

  "Master?" Wanwan stuck out her tongue and sweetly called out: "Yu Yang~"

  Pan Yu Yang didn't mind Wan Wan's change of subject, stood up, walked around the screen, and placed her hands on her thin shoulders with a sly smile: "You're too skinny, you need to gain some weight, it feels better when I touch you like this."

  For several days in a row, Wanwan showed no signs of remembering anything about herself. Pan Yueyang didn't care about these things; to him, Wanwan was just a disposable pawn that happened to be available.

  "The water will cool down soon, come out quickly." As he spoke, he scooped up the dripping wet Wanwan with one hand.

  Every day, I wake up halfway through my sleep, and I'm so sleepy. Night after night, I'm pampered, but before I can even recover from my daze, I've just fallen asleep, only to be woken up again to get poked with needles. This kind of torment is really not great.

  "In order for Wanwan to recover sooner, she must insist. Pan Yuanyang also thought that if Wanwan still didn't show any signs of improvement in a few days, it would be better not to let her continue staying here with him, as he couldn't see through the other party's intentions and couldn't afford to raise a tiger."

  "It's great to have a master like you!" Wanwan hugged Pan Yueyang's neck, the more she looked at her master, the more she loved him.

  "How good is it?" A mischievous smile, he doesn't care that his robes are getting wet.

  This was originally a matter led by the man, but now it's becoming more and more of Wan Wan's initiative. Pan Yu Yang is enjoying the current Wan Wan who is not afraid of him and is no longer unfamiliar with him, especially when she takes the initiative to seduce him herself.

  The two quickly arrived in front of the bed, Pan Yu Yang was bent and twisted, secretly revealing a satisfied expression, with a flip of her body, she pressed down on Wan Wan...

  Zong Yun arrived as scheduled, and now he waits outside Pan Yueyang's bedroom every day for Wanwan. The difference is that each time Pan Yueyang accompanies Wanwan to see him. Tonight, Wanwan still appeared in front of him with sleepy eyes.

  Zong Yanyang shook his head, this woman didn't know that her dazed state was making men impulsive, every night watching her carefree actions, Zong Yanyang could only suppress the turmoil in his heart.

  "After several days of acupuncture, I can start helping you remove blood stasis today." Zong Yin raised the golden needle in his hand.

  "Huh?" Wanwan was curious.

  Zong Yun Yang smiled and said: "The other day I was just helping the girl unblock her meridians, tonight is when it really begins."

  "Oh." It didn't matter anyway, she wasn't too concerned about whether she would get better or not, as long as her master was there.

  Pan Yu Yang lowered his head to look at the book, and was not moved by Zong Yin's words. If someone wanted to make another person better, they would definitely be able to get better. Although he had not interacted with this prince before, he still trusted the medical ethics of the other party. However, if the other party was not genuinely treating Wan Wan, then they must have ulterior motives and could only be dealt with one step at a time.

  "Ah... sir." Wan Wan's slender hand pressed against her chest.

  "Some dizziness and vomiting." Zong Yin Yang concentrated his mind, holding the golden needle in his hand, watching the curved reaction, occasionally increasing the force.

  Feng He Ma was about to prepare clear water and a spittoon. At that moment, seeing none by his hand, he hastily picked up the dregs ladle.

  Wow~ Wān wān started vomiting crazily without caring about her image, fortunately, Fēng Hé reacted in time and it didn't splatter all over the floor. This evening's dinner was all spat out, Wān wān still felt uncomfortable for a while, she randomly picked up some clear water and kept drinking and vomiting, vomiting and drinking, finally the weird taste in her mouth faded away.

  The whole room was filled with a nauseating smell, Feng He looked at Pan Yueyang, the general still expressionless, looking at the book, neither disgusted by the dirty room nor concerned about Miss's body, so he quickly went out to call the night-watching maid, had her deal with the filthy things in the chamber pot, lit some incense, and got rid of the smell in the room.

  "In the next ten days, only two meals are allowed, and it's best not to eat dinner." Zong Yin raised his head to look at the messy and curved Tu, shaking his head.

  Yu and Ming felt very uncomfortable in their hearts. Their master was a dignified wind-whistling national master, yet he endured the contamination of such filthy objects, which was a shame to the country!

  He nodded heavily with a nauseous expression, as if he understood.

  "These past few days, if you've been feeling chest tightness, headaches or vomiting, those are all normal reactions. I stimulated your head, and people will have these symptoms." This was said to Pan Yu Yang.

  Wan Wan nodded as usual, Feng He handed over the sour and sweet plum, Wan Wan directly grabbed three, threw them into his mouth, ah, much more comfortable, sour and slippery!